Monterey Bay Aquarium
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DEAR READER
shark vs the universe
Peter Solarz
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Love Begins
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Cosmic Funnies
almost home
Cosimo Galluzzi
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Jules of Nature
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RMH
Show & Tell
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@dearosea
"I-If I was to marry someone... I think I'd want someone who's serious since I can be a bit of a ditz sometimes. Probably someone who's also no-nonsense and can focus on their goals as best as they can! I'd like it if they were kinda cool too..."
Cool Down
Scribble, scribble, scribble.
This lovely air from prior had disappeared and in its place was just a feeling of frustration and anger. It was a very negative feeling that even affected Madoka. However...
"Can I maybe use my gem to transform into these designs? *giggle**giggle*"
Madoka vented onto her paper. She used this built up emotions and converted them to energy to draw these ideas in her head. At the very least, she didn't wish to snap at anyone she would see. That simply wouldn't be nice.
So, instead she kept drawing as much as she could until these emotions finally passed.
"I...If you attack Monobear, then he'll certainly execute you!"
Someone needed to yell it.
Rolls the monomessanger over in his hand a few times. “No. That’s not why he did it." Narrows his eyes before placing a finger over the microphone. “They are mics. He is listening to us and everything we say. That’s why he gave us these phones, so he could listen in on conversations. When we talk, he hears. Anything we record, I assume is in a file and also given to him. Meaning, he’s been tuning in on each and every small thing we say to one another."
Her lips pucker at the realization of that possibility of the phone’s true purpose. She looks to where Izaya’s finger is and notes exactly where the troublesome device is. She places a hand into a pocket and touches around the phone, covering it. Planning things were about to get much harder.
“I see… These phones really aren’t to be trusted… I guess I should just leave it in my room somewhere if he’s doing this… Hmmm… I wonder… Izaya-san, are the mics the only things that he put in the phone? Could there be something dangerous in it?”
Eyes his phone for a moment. “If we can’t call anyone then why does it have a mic. Surely the bear doesn’t care for us having ringtones and the ability to record things." Eyebrow arch. "…Mm."
"If Monobear made them then what if he just added those to frustrate people who pay attention to things like that? I wouldn't put it past him..."
An action that should have never been taken yet here it was before the eyes of all those in the school. For her to hate it is only an absolute truth. It was disgusting. Killing those just on the whim to make others despair was nothing but that.
She wanted to cry. She wanted to stay in her room and avoid all the sadness, yet something was burning up in her. To see everyone be taken by despair was not a thing she would accept.
"N...None of us expected this kind of thing to happen! If anything, that bear lured us into a false sense of security! While it would be inhuman of us to not cry over our friends... Wouldn't it be wrong to despair and give in too? I don't know about all of you but... We shouldn't ever trust that bear ever again. Every word he says, we shouldn't ever completely trust. We need to trust each other and break free from him!"
"I don't know who won that king and queen thing, but congratulations to them. Now back to sleep."
yOU CAN'T MADOKA NO
im gomen homurachan but
SCREAMING HELLO MADOKA I AM HERE TO SAVE YOU FROM KYUUBEY
HOMURACHAN NO I MUST BECOME YOUR LAST HOPE
Investigating the premises: OPEN
The situation was clear. The remarkable students of Hope’s Peak Academy were being held against their will by a devious yet monochrome bear. With the only hope of escape being to murder an innocent student and elude detection- the chances of returning to life as normal were slim. And so- at great personal risk to himself, the great Captain Copernicus Leslie Qwark, savior of the universe, set out to unravel the mysteries of the school.
And there was truly only one way to go about investigating - under cover. This time, the captain would rely on his feminine wiles to find information from any other students or the fiend who had trapped them as none other than the lovely Nurse Shannon. ‘Nurse Shannon’ wandered rather aimlessly through the hallway, swinging her hips and batting her eyelashes feverishly as she made her way through the corridor.
It’s become quite the cliché, but she couldn’t find anything else to do. Nevertheless, Madoka found herself out in the hallways again to explore the school and—hopefully—find some escape or at least get a better ground on this place. She headed towards the stairs with knowledge that the third floor had been unlocked. I haven’t been there much. Hmm… I wonder what’s up… Huh?
From the corner of her eye, she noticed someone very familiar walking through the halls. Madoka’s head turns in that person’s direction and…
“N-no way…”
She rubs her eyes, not believing what she had just seen. Why is he in a nurse’s outfit? Am I starting to see things?
Another look. Swinging his hips and in a nurse’s outfit was someone who looked very much like Qwark. The girl takes very slow steps towards her roommate. As she got closer, Qwark’s heroic build and all the green under the dress became more apparent. There was no mistaking it. It was him. What was he doing? Was he trying to hide himself? Questions needed to be answered. “Qwark-san! Why are you wearing that?"
"If the prom was made by us students, then I guess it would be fine. But since it's Monobear... There's just something suspicious about it..."
"This place is starting to sound more like a school, isn't it? The Harp Seal Appreciation club sounds like a wonderful beginning."
"I wonder if anyone would like a Gardening or Crafts club though."
What a disgusting place.
"Do you need help cleaning?"
Old Friends -- [@Dearosea]
Mami hadn’t expected a full on curtsy from Madoka, but there was a slight disappointment in her heart that she didn’t get more than just the nod back. Though she would keep her delighted expression up as to not hint to her inner feelings. It was just a silly little bow, she shouldn’t place as much value as she was on it.
“Ah, Kaname-san~ What a wonderful name!” She would chime back, her stance relaxing somewhat as she felt at ease with this pink-haired girl. Almost as if they were destined to meet… No, that was just silly talk. That sort of thing doesn’t happen.
“My talent?” Mami responded, a tinge of curiosity in her voice. What could Madoka possibly mean by that? It was lost on her for a brief moment, before finally it hit the blonde and she felt rather dumb for a moment. “Well, I would happen to be the Super High School Level Hostess~ There is a reason I throw my own little tea parties every morning.”
Looking at Madoka, she tried to figure out what the small girl’s title could be. Nothing immediately popped out to her, so she figured it good to ask her as well.
“Kaname-san, might I be able to ask the same? What would your title be? There’s nothing that I can discern from looking at you, so might you be keen to share?”
She shifts about uncomfortably at that question. Her cheerful expression doesn't vanish but it wanes a bit, being replaced with a somber smile. Her memories, while slowly coming back to the point where faces are becoming somewhat recognizable, cannot provide any hints or answers as to what her title really is.
"I'm sorry, but I can't really answer that. I've been trying to remember what my title has been! I really have...! But... I just can't remember it or much of anything else. I'd guess that I'm a reserve student. It's like you see. There isn't really anything special about me, but... It just feels wrong to say that I don't have a talent or anything. I just hope that I can remember it soon."
Madoka forces out a giggle so as to not trouble Mami. It would be something she would least want. Trying to perk herself up, the girl clasps her hands together. "But I'm really glad that you remember your title though! Everyone can go to you for the best tea parties Japan has to offer."
“You think I care if you have a problem with it, kid? Nope! Not at all! Your problem is the least of my worries, sucker!”
Junko laughs triumphantly and places a hand on her hip, staring down this pink haired dork.
“Whaddya gonna do about it, huh?” Oh boy, it looked like she was close to crying! Marvelous! “I’ll give you the answer to that; NOTHING!”
She's right. Madoka admits that there was nothing she could do to change her mind. Someone with such a strong fetish for despair would be hard to convince with words alone. The girl knew she could do something else though.
Madoka takes a step towards the other, her posture and eyes full of determination.
"I'm going to keep searching for a way out or at least a way that can help everyone here. It bothers me that you won't do anything, but I'm going to keep hoping."
“You’re askin’ me why? What a stupid question! I enjoy other’s suffering just because! I like it! I love it! And if you got a problem with it, then too bad!”
"Of course I have a problem with it... That's just way too cruel."
“You all are a bunch of weaklings if you can’t handle this much despair! But seeing your faces contort with such foul emotion and seeing you cry over all these murders is really amusing! Ahaha! If you thought you couldn’t handle the heat, I bet ya won’t be able to take it anymore once I’m through with you!”
"Ummm... Are you saying that you actually enjoy people suffering in here? Why?"
