THE Super High School Level Pilot

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the world is spinning while i'm standing still || Mikami || Closed for Ryoto

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"You can, I guess, but why would you want to?" she said bitterly, barely loudly enough. "If I’m too insignificant to kill, then I’m definitely too insignificant to speak to."

She turned on her bed, facing away from him and the door.

he was just telling the truth don’t be so hard on him he knew it you knew it everyone knew it your actions hold no bearing on the universe you do not exist for a reason, you are a background character, an extra, serve no ppurpose

"I mean, come in."

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"I..wanted to talk to you about that. I was…That wasn unjustified…I was just so angry, so..Mmph..Please forgive me, Mikami..I was wrong. After the hours of arguing, I was just..so overcome with grief, Mikami..d-does it make sense..to have , when you’ve lost everything,…but..Enough about me. I was harsh with you, and for that, I’m so sorry. I was wrong. You’re significant..you helped us when we were too weak to help ourselves…even though those thoughts must have been in yourind for days..I’m sorry.."

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She still wouldn't look at him.

"It's...I'll forgive you for calling me insignificant, Cuyler-san. But...but you aren't the only person who's lost someone here. I thought I could rely on Eir-Storstrand-san, but he killed someone I was growing close to. You may have been in love with Kitsune-san, but she was still-" she cut herself off. "I still cared about her. And now two more friends are gone, and I'm reminded of the uselessness of my own existence. I barely help in the trials, no one's killed me, no one's tried to kill me. What...what's the point anymore, Cuyler-san?"

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the world is spinning while i'm standing still || Mikami || Closed for Ryoto

Mikami couldn’t quite remember how she got back to her room after the trial. It was probably mostly by crawling. The door was ajar, and she’s lying on her side on the bed, over the covers. She’s not asleep. She clings to a plush rabbit. Eirik’s execution had ingrained itself into her eyelids, every blink a reminder of the horror that had unfolded before her. The words Ryoto had practically spit onto her afterwards were echoing, haunting her nearly as badly as the execution.

"…Isn’t it obvious? You’re not even important enough to kill. Feel glad. It means you’ll actually survive.  Must be nice, to be such a damn speck in the eye of god. Sorry, Mikami. You’re not gonna die. Not while they can still wring a tear out of your scrawny little body."

he’s right you know

shut up

you know he is. they all think so, they’ve all always though so.

shut up

She curled into herself tightly.

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Ryoto walked up to the door, guilt eating at him..In the nihilism that came after the execution of one of his fellow investigators, and the grief of Kitsune’s death, he made someone who had no involvement feel like garbage. But they weren’t. They were better then he was, for sure…So, he knocked lightly on the wall.

"Mikami…Can I come in?"

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"You can, I guess, but why would you want to?" she said bitterly, barely loudly enough. "If I'm too insignificant to kill, then I'm definitely too insignificant to speak to."

She turned on her bed, facing away from him and the door.

he was just telling the truth don't be so hard on him he knew it you knew it everyone knew it your actions hold no bearing on the universe you do not exist for a reason, you are a background character, an extra, serve no ppurpose

"I mean, come in."

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the world is spinning while i'm standing still || Mikami || Closed for Ryoto

Mikami couldn’t quite remember how she got back to her room after the trial. It was probably mostly by crawling. The door wass ajar, and she’s lying on her side on the bed, over the covers. She’s not asleep. She clings to a plush rabbit. Eirik’s execution had ingrained itself into her eyelids, every blink a reminder of the horror that had unfolded before her. The words Ryoto had practically spit onto her afterwards were echoing, haunting her nearly as badly as the execution.

"…Isn’t it obvious? You’re not even important enough to kill. Feel glad. It means you’ll actually survive.  Must be nice, to be such a damn speck in the eye of god. Sorry, Mikami. You’re not gonna die. Not while they can still wring a tear out of your scrawny little body."

he’s right you know

shut up

you know he is. they all think so, they’ve all always though so.

shut up

She curled into herself tightly.

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light 'em up || Mikami || Reaction

Mikami watches the event, the execution, the live murder in front of her numbly. She only falls to her knees once the raft is set alight. She is silent until the execution is over, barely breathing.

why Eirik? why Kitsune?

you’re wondering why he didn’t kill you of course you are it wouldn’t spark a revenge murder fewer people’d get hurt of course you are you festering piece of shit of course of course ofofofofofocourse.

She is crying now, again. pathetic. She wants to scream. don’t. She has to scream. don’t. She can’t hold it in any longer.

"WHY HER?! WHY NOT ME?! NO ONE’S GONNA SHOOT ANYONE OVER ME WHYNOTMEWHYY?!"

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Sanity roll failed. Dropped to 0! | RYOTO| OPEN

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Mikami feels her knees lock, hands tremble, eyes water. She feels a great number of things, and yet, far fewer things than she thinks she should. Her stomach churns, and she grasps onto the wall for something tangible. Something real.

is this a night mare am i alive am i RYOTO NO WHAT IS HE DOING WHERE IS HE GOING WITH THE GUN

Attention finally torn from the corpse body shell empty no more gone of Kitsune, Mikami runs after Ryoto, yelling behind him. “Cuyler-san! Wait! Don’t do anything too rash JUSTTALKTOMEFORAMINUTEPLEASE!” She tries to grab his shoulder as she approaches him.

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She can feel metal and wood smash into her elbow as Ryoto spins around,   his eye glinting red and a snarl in his throat. She felt the muzzle of the gun pushed into her forehead, his eyes meeting hers with an insane, unstable anger..

"I’m doing this for you! I’m doing it for all of you! The evil…the evil, the sin, has won…Nothing will be okay..I need to do this, to save everyone from dying…So..Don’t stop me, or I’ll kill you too!"

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Her eyes are wide. She cannot speak. She cannot breathe. She cannot think. She does not flinch or curl in. She just stares at him. She exhales, and closes her eyes.

"Do what you think you have to. It's not gonna change what's happened. It's not gonna fix what's already happened. There'll just be two more dead bodies for the mastermind to gloat over." she mumbles absently. She is not there, not really.

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Sanity roll failed. Dropped to 0! | RYOTO| OPEN

Ryoto’s eyes had glazed over as he looked on Kitsune. He should have known. His sin was alive, and had been waiting for him. It waited in his heart, and when he had opened it up to anyone…They suffered. He knew he was right all along. Maybe his love brought with it death. Lynn. Kanon. Kawasuo. Kitsune. Everyone he had tried to open up his heart to, everyone he tried to care about and protect. They were dead. The closest thing he had to a friend was a smiling liar, who fed him false hope…He was surrounded by…surrounded by…

"Homo homini lupus…"

Man is Wolf to man. and he was surrounded by wolves. But…He was the worst of all. He had sinned, and now the people he loved were meant to die. That could only mean one thing…

He truly loved the others. But he didn’t want them to die. So. He had to go.

Ryoto had brought nothing but misery on everyone here, so, it was time he paid for everyone’s sins.

Anyone who passed by him as he left Kitsune’s murder scene could see a madness in his eyes, his revolver in his hands. He had to go speak with Aiko.

See if he can’t try one last stupid thing…

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Mikami feels her knees lock, hands tremble, eyes water. She feels a great number of things, and yet, far fewer things than she thinks she should. Her stomach churns, and she grasps onto the wall for something tangible. Something real.

is this a night mare am i alive am i RYOTO NO WHAT IS HE DOING WHERE IS HE GOING WITH THE GUN

Attention finally torn from the corpse body shell empty no more gone of Kitsune, Mikami runs after Ryoto, yelling behind him. "Cuyler-san! Wait! Don't do anything too rash JUSTTALKTOMEFORAMINUTEPLEASE!" She tries to grab his shoulder as she approaches him.

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Who Ya Gonna Call? || Kitsune || Closed for Mikami and Ryoto

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Ryoto blinked, his red eye shining and a snarl from his throat. He slowly approached her, and them smacked her across the face with the back of his hand.

"I’m..n-not a fucking light switch, you crazy bitch! You..can’t turn me on and off…I did that because I was guilty about what I am…but now I know…all of you are fucking worse!…Except you mikami. You’re a sweetheart…Kitsune, nah, Ame. Yeah. Lynn’s a horrible bitch. Calling her that to her fucking face isn’t going to help us out! What made you think that?! I try to be god damned diplomatic and instead you try and get the asshole me out!? Well, good job! The asshole’s out! Whatever, We’ll talk about this shit later."

He turned to Lynn, or where he thought she was.

"We’re going to kill the motherfucker who stuck you in here. And if you’re nice I’ll do something to Ame if that’ll please your sour-ass attitude. Just help us out, dammit!"

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Oh. Oh. Oh.

… …

She was just. Frozen. She didn’t even know how to react or what to do — she hadn’t really assumed THAT would happen. 

Oh, I-I…

Her voice dropped into a quiet mutter. She was shaking a bit. She wasn’t used to this. Usually she didn’t care about what others said about her — I mean, it’s not like they really knew her — but Ryoto did. 

And she was under the assumption she was a good person. I mean, yeah, blunt about her feelings, but still… a good person. She cared about people, right? She just… She… just…

Oh fuck it, no she wasn’t. She was a terrible fucking person, and real talk, always has been.

She wanted to cry, but fuck it if she was gonna let Lynn see that. She wanted more than anything to put her mask on, to hide her face from the world, but she didn’t have it. She regretted letting it break more than anything right now.

R… y… I…

She struggled to make words, or say something that she meant, but…

I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I-I’m s-s-sorry, I-I…

Like that was going to help. But she didn’t know what to say, or do. She wanted to run away, curl up in her room, lock the door and ignore everyone, but sh… She couldn’t.

God, she was a terrible person.

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Mikami, enthralled with and vaguely frightened by the dramatic display before her, catches a quick glimpse of Kitsune unraveling next to her. She turns quickly, intent on making this process as smooth as possible, with as few stepped-on fingers and feelings as possible.

"Shh, you're okay, Kitsune-san, just relax, you aren't terrible, he's that other him at this point. I'm not quite sure how that works." she's whispering quietly, so as to not disrupt Ryoto's yelling. "Just stay calm and we'll be able to sort this out once this is all over, and we can catch the bastard who forced us into this situation, we'll be just fine..."

She grabs the other girl's bandaged hand, trying to get her to focus on something, anything, but what had just happened.

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Who Ya Gonna Call? || Kitsune || Closed for Mikami and Ryoto

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She nods and follows.

When they get to her room, she takes a deep breath and knocks on her door.

"M...Mikami-san..? Um... can I talk to you, please...?"

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Mikami opens her door gently, peeking out. "O-of course, Kitsune-san." She steps outside, wiping her eyes with the base of her palm.

"I'm really sorry for asking that of you, I should have considered your feelings about this..."

of course you should've you stupid fuck goddamn it why can't you do anything right

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Who Ya Gonna Call? || Kitsune || Closed for Mikami and Ryoto

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Kitsune looked up at her.

Hm?

She listened closely to the other’s request. She stared blankly at her. You could see a mix of anger and disappointment in her eye starting to arise.

You… You want me… to talK TO THAT FUCKING BITCH?! YOU REALLY WANT ME TO FIND THAT FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT AND DRAG SOME SILLY FUCKING LOGIC FROM HER BECAUSE YOU’RE TOO MUCH OF A STUPID ASSHOLE TO FIGURE IT OUT YOURSELF?!?

She was breathing heavily now, her eyes angry.

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Mikami shakes, flinching at every shouted word. "I'm sorry, Kitsune-san, I shouldn't have come to you in the first place."

you stupid fuck you stupid shit why did you have to involve her why why it's your fault she's angry now nice going stupid stupid fucking asshole fuck now she hates you good going good fucking going you piece of shit you piece of fucking garbage filth trash

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you I should have known better I'm-" she cuts herself off with a cracked sob. She bows before running from the room, embarrassed, hot tears streaming down her face.

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Who Ya Gonna Call? || Kitsune || Closed for Mikami and Ryoto

Kitsune was sitting non-chalantly in the dining room, reading a book and diving into a huge bowl of fruit loops, stuffing the cereal unceremoniously into her mouth.

Her hair was still damp from earlier, and her bandages looked nice and new.

She looked up when she heard the others enter the room.

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"Um, Kitsune-san?" Mikami begins tentatively, "Cuyler-san and I were wonderin if you would, umm..." she trails off, really not wanting to make this request of Kitsune.

those two were nOT CLOSE damnit unspoken rivalry up the ass don't you dare make this worse for either of them

"Well, ya see, the two of us were exchanging clues from the sweet machine, because we both had some that the other didn't, and we discovered that we might need a certain someone to help us with a certain clue. Only problem is, they're dead." Having not made eye contact with Kitsune the entire conversation thus far, Mikami finally looks up at her. "So, I--we were wondering if you could help us talk to...to Dahscavina-san. And potentially Suzuki-san if that doesn't work." Mikami winces at her own trembling voice, and bites her lip in anticipation of Kitsune's potential reaction.

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"Excuse me, Aiko-san?" Mikami approaches the assistant, shaking visibly. "I have a question about one of the clues inside the monomachine."

Aiko was in the dining room. She looked up at Mikami and smiled.

Hmm? A question? Ask away, I suppose~! Though there is a very small chance I will answer… <3

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"Will you tell me who composed this sheet music, and what the name of the piece is?" She asks, choosing her words very carefully, showing Aiko the sheet music without handing it to her.

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She looks at the sheet music and smiles.

Sorry! Unfortunately, not only do I not even know that answer, I wouldn’t be able to tell you if I did! Is that all, Mikami-kouhai?

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Mikami bows, looking sheepish, "Yes, that's it Aiko-san. Thank you for your time."

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"Excuse me, Aiko-san?" Mikami approaches the assistant, shaking visibly. "I have a question about one of the clues inside the monomachine."

Aiko was in the dining room. She looked up at Mikami and smiled.

Hmm? A question? Ask away, I suppose~! Though there is a very small chance I will answer… <3

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"Will you tell me who composed this sheet music, and what the name of the piece is?" She asks, choosing her words very carefully, showing Aiko the sheet music without handing it to her.

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"It’s alright, Cuyler-san, we can figure this out together." She takes a seat in the chair he pulled out for her, thanking him with a bow. "And I completely understand. You two were very close, I can’t imagine how difficult it must have...

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"I...I couldn't speak to her if I tried..." Ryoto looks down, fist tensing.. "Too much anger."

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"Don't worry about it." Mikami touches his arm softly, a gesture of comfort, she hopes. "I'll talk to her."

I hope she doesn't kill me.

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A secret ambition|RYOTO|closed for Mikami

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"It’s alright, Cuyler-san, we can figure this out together." She takes a seat in the chair he pulled out for her, thanking him with a bow. "And I completely understand. You two were very close, I can’t imagine how difficult it must have been for you. And don’t worry too much," she offers him a gentle smile, "we’ll catch whoever’s doing this."

She takes a solemn drink from the glass he’d offered her.

"I can’t read this, or even identify it. I’m worried maybe the only people who could are…" she tapers off slightly. 

don’t bring that up you dumbass he’s already upset fukck just tell him your clues already]

"I’ve got clues 1-4. Here’s what they say:

They have a superiority complex.

Their secret isn’t a true one.

They are a girl.

They wear a mask, figurative or literal.

I also brought my slip of paper that says my secret, to prove that it’s not me. I showed everyone my prosthetic leg, but this should make it certain that it’s not me.” She hands the slip of paper with her secret on it to Ryoto.

"I’m not sure who it is, but there must be some way we can figure this out."

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"…There’s only one person would could honestly connect these clues, and unfortunately she’s already passed..so unless we wish to say that the previous murder was for nothing, we have to find what the clues could mean…"

Ryoto sighed, he looks like he hasn’t gotten much sleep lately. A deep swig of his drink as he looks over the clues, trying to mentally connect them.

"…Do you think our host would be so kind as to assist us..? If not, well..We could try one desperate measure."

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Mikami pauses for a moment. "I think we should ask the assistant first before resorting to desperation." She drums her fingers on her right thigh. 

"Would you prefer if I asked her or do you want to?"

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A secret ambition|RYOTO|closed for Mikami

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Mikami quietly enters the study, closing the door behind her. “You wanted to see me about the clues, Cuyler-san?” She looks anxious, but still under control.

someone set this up for us. so we would kill each other. the sick. fuck.

"I’ve got them with me. Did you bring the ones you’ve got?"

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"Mhm…I haven’t been able to make sense of it /quite/ yet, but…Rika shared her own with me a little while back. I only had one recently.."

Ryoto pulled up a seat for her, taking his own seat across from the pilot’s. He poured her a drink from the gallon of root beer he’d been rationing.

"Apologies if I’ve been…reserved lately. It’s been an awful mess since Lynn’s passing, and…It’s getting harder to keep moving on. Still..if I can give their spirits a semblance of peace, I’ll be happy. "

He shows what he /did/ get. Sheet music.

"It doesn’t make sense."

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"It's alright, Cuyler-san, we can figure this out together." She takes a seat in the chair he pulled out for her, thanking him with a bow. "And I completely understand. You two were very close, I can't imagine how difficult it must have been for you. And don't worry too much," she offers him a gentle smile, "we'll catch whoever's doing this."

She takes a solemn drink from the glass he'd offered her.

"I can't read this, or even identify it. I'm worried maybe the only people who could are..." she tapers off slightly. 

don't bring that up you dumbass he's already upset fukck just tell him your clues already]

"I've got clues 1-4. Here's what they say:

They have a superiority complex.

Their secret isn't a true one.

They are a girl.

They wear a mask, figurative or literal.

I also brought my slip of paper that says my secret, to prove that it's not me. I showed everyone my prosthetic leg, but this should make it certain that it's not me." She hands the slip of paper with her secret on it to Ryoto.

"I'm not sure who it is, but there must be some way we can figure this out."

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A secret ambition|RYOTO|closed for Mikami

Ryoto had asked Mikami to meet him in the study, looking out for any interlopers…It was something that had gone unstated but surely was in everyone’s minds.  There was a mastermind. There was someone who was behind this senseless death, and the key to their identity was through these notes..And he knew at least someone had them…

He waited for them, his cape and hat off now..

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Mikami quietly enters the study, closing the door behind her. "You wanted to see me about the clues, Cuyler-san?" She looks anxious, but still under control.

someone set this up for us. so we would kill each other. the sick. fuck.

"I've got them with me. Did you bring the ones you've got?"

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tick tock | Rika | attn: Mikami

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"Wow, you know a lot about birds! I just really love anything that’s colorful! Or green!"

She’d never really paid all that much attention to the specific species of birds that she liked. It was more a matter of ‘this bird is really pretty so I like it.’ 

"I think that… well, if it’s also a greenhouse, then it’s probably going to be warm! And maybe humid, too. But there’s gonna be lots of plants and birds, and that’s great! I hope there’s some flowers!"

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"I just love anything that flies! Come on let's go on in!" Mikami grabs Rika by the hand and gently leads her inside. She stops as soon as steps inside, staring up in awe at the numerous, colorful, tropical birds.

"Whoa..." Mikami breathes. "Have you ever seen anything so beautiful..." She turns to smile at Rika, removing her heavy jacket, folding it over her arms.

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She is relaxed, truly relaxed, for the first time in weeks.