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my one wish is that someone from the hope side tries to get komaeda to remember hope when there are more members...

just so i can mega angst.

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"Oh come on, it won't hurt!"

Send me “Oh come on, it won’t hurt!” To inject a needle into my muse and transform them into something.

15. A chicken

((OH MY GOD I CANT))

"K-Komaeda?! What are you-" Fujisaki couldn’t finished his sentence before a sharp pain came from his arm. Did he just inject me with a needle?! He started to feel a bit dizzy when he noticed white feathers growing on his arm. “…What the cluck?”

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"Well….That was not what this was supposed to do…" He looked at the needle before dropping it and letting it clatter and break on the floor. "But I guess this is good too!" He laughed, plucking one of the feathers quickly, holding it up to the light to observe any changes that may happen to it.

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"How boring. I'm not allowed to do many tests today."

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randomaskmemesfou

Send me "Oh come on, it won't hurt!" To inject a needle into my muse and transform them into something.

The possibility is from 1-30!

#backwards testing? why not #;;i really want to send this to everyone ever because damn testing #;;memes

relentless-optimist

Reblog if I can straight up ask you for a RP.

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So many of you I wanna ask!

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forgottenhxpe

“Kibou is my home.

I belong here. Right?”

-Indie AU Kibou Chihiro Fujisaki RP Blog

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"Y-you don’t have to call me miss..! Y-you can call me whatever y-you want to…" She whimpered, though, it was nice to be called miss… By now, she had expected something interesting, but nothing so far. How big was this city?

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"Then I will continue to call you Miss. The women I know tend to enjoy being addressed as such, so it is what I am used to." He mused, continuing to lead the odd female along. Komaeda looked around at the familiar buildings, sighing softly. These places were what he had to play with growing up, and he loved them. "We are almost there. Please do not try and run away. People who do... well, they do not fair well in the end." He laughed.

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;;TOSO-SAYAKA

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Another false alarm. She breathed a sigh of relief before continuing on her path. The feeling clung to her though, not letting go. She chose to ignore it for the time being. Paranoia often masqueraded as instinct, and she refused to be fooled by her own mind. …But what reason was there to be paranoid in the first place? Fear was likely at the top of the list. There were so many possibilities, so many things that could come from a simple walk in the dark like this, so many… conclusions. Perhaps this feeling was all just a byproduct of letting her imagination run wild. It was pretty pathetic, she thought. An idol was supposed to be in control of her emotions, able to flash a smile at will, and here she was, struggling to keep her cool when nothing at all had even happened to her yet. She was about to say something reassuring to herself, but at that very moment, the voice she heard was not hers, but that of a stranger’s.

She turned quickly, thrusting a hand into her purse, wrapping her fingers around the pepper spray she carried on her for self defense. It took her a moment to process the voice that entered her ears. Soft, yet wavering with excitement, shy, and youthful… someone her age? …A fan perhaps? She relaxed her grip, letting her hand slip out of the purse. The figure in front of her kept their face to the ground. It wasn’t an uncommon action, as there have been many times fans her age, boys and girls alike could not look their favorite star in the eye out of overpowering shyness, most commonly when asking for an autograph or such.

"Ah… y-yes, that’s me…" she answered in a soft voice, still shaken by surprise.

Who was this boy, and why was he out at this hour? Could he have been the source of her uneasiness? He didn’t appear too threatening. Regardless, there weren’t any muggers in this nicer part of town. And how did he recognize her? The streetlights did serve to offer some illumination, but the fact she could not spot him when glancing around before made her think he may have been watching from afar. Part of her was curious, yet another was whispering the word run to her. She decides to stay her ground.

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He nearly jumped back when she moved her hand into her bag, regretting his decision to leave his metal weapon back by the building he was perched on before almost as swiftly as she spun to face him. Despite the legitimate fear in his heart, he piled even more on top by continuing his act of being frightened. After all, there was always the possibility of salvaging the situation. He stumbled backwards, just barely catching himself before he fell to the concrete. He stood awkwardly for a second before straightening himself up, his eyes still looking at the ground. He glanced up to find her stance had changed into a more calm one, her hand no longer grasping into her bag. So it had worked. He listened to her words, before slowly replying in a timid manner. "A-Ah... I'm s-sorry for scaring you, Miss Sayaka.... I didn't mean to sneak up on you like that... A thousand apologies..." He muttered, stumbling over his words. He needed to sound as scared and confused as a small child lost without their parents, due to how late it was and how suspicious it looked for him to be out. That in line with his charismatic nature should help this conversation go well.

Komaeda now looked up at the now confirmed pop idol, his yellow eyes looking worried, and his face contorted into a fake look of nervousness. He gave her a quick look over, knowing her was face familiar to even him. Even he had heard some of her music being played, due to her not being truly aligned with anyone. While he truly wasn't a fan of any kind of music, she was not all that bad, everything considered. Still, his objective was to figure out more about her, and then decided whether she was useful for his testings, or to his own side at all. Foremost was to figure out whether she was simply a star, or a Gifted person with a passion for singing. He shifted on his feet, glancing away from the popular singer ever few seconds. "...H-Hello. I j-just saw you walking a little while ago, and I thought that maybe..." He stopped, thinking of some flattering words to say. "... Just maybe that person walking was my Idol and I... I just had to see if was you! I heard a lot of people on the internet saying you were around here..." Komaeda put on a nervous smile. "I-I'm once again sorry for causing you trouble, b-but I j-just needed to know, and to at least say, if was you, that I admire you very much."

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;;TOSO-MONOKUMA

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Monokuma simply scooted closer to the frightened teen, snickering to himself as he made him uncomfortable. “I’m not stupid, Fool,” he said uncharacteristically seriously, not referring to him as an idiot but rather as the title of his Gift. “I know where ya got those documents, and I know what most people do when they’ve got a weapon in their hands. Kenkyuu ain’t gonna like it if I tell them what their favorite researcher’s been up to behind their backs.” Monokuma paused before laughing out loud. “Upupupu, as if I’d threaten ya like that! All I know is that yer out causin’ despair, and that’s enough for me. I was just passin’ by, anyways - apparently, Kibou’s got a few new recruits patrollin’ around the area, so I went to scope ‘em out. Saw you, and thought I would give you a heads up. I ain’t looking to start any trouble within our faction, Yellow.”

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Komaeda was frozen in place, not enjoying the closeness of the animatronic bear beside him one little bit. He flinched at the way the leader used his title, hearing the harshness behind the words. "P-Please, I'm n-not going to do anything with it, I promise, a-and the other don't-" He was abruptly cut off by the bears loud laughter, stopping him in his tracks. Once the other has finished his words, he laughed awkwardly, his frightened state still not completely faded, due to the fact that the bear was still electronic, and he couldn't stand it.

"...O-Of course. Unwanted trouble is what I was looking to avoid, and that it why I'm here alone... Or, rather, I was alone, I wanted to find myself some more subjects, so that information is truly helpful..." He replied, his voice still having a slight shake to it.

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Syo only slightly moved her head to the side upon hearing the boy’s voice. Perhaps she was somewhat prepared for something like this, perhaps his calm tone simply didn’t threaten her. She silently cursed when she thought of all the ways trying to use her Gift could go wrong given the test’s layout. However, she felt rather good, all things considered. If things went well, she’ll have proven her commitment to despair, albeit still unable to operate full-time. If things went poorly, well…she didn’t have any particular reason to believe that they would, but that boy’s hardly concealed excitement sent her into the faintest of shudders. What could possibly be making this otherwise composed figure so enthusiastic? Well, she figured, she’ll find out soon enough.

“Do not be alarmed…” she repeated to herself, both to readjust and to consider; he already knew that she was a serial killer. What other terrible realm could this test be exploring?

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Komaeda let go of the button that connected the microphone to the room, smiling and speaking to himself. "Alright, lets give it all we've got!" The teenager said, cheerfully praising himself. He had memorized what each button before him was programmed to do, and he looked them over for a second, before reaching over to his side grabbing his clip board. He quickly pressed one button, which lit up with a green glow after he did so, signalling it successful completion of the action. Komaeda knew that the room on the screen would begin to fill with mustard gas, which would slowly cause more and more discomfort for the teenage killer. However, he knew that exposure to too much of the gas could cause things to go south, thus skewing his test results, and he simply couldn't have that. Komaeda hummed, pressing another button. The screen in the room began to slowly filter through altered black and white images. One image would be lightened, almost like it had a stark white filter layered over it. The next, would be nearly the same, but with a darker tone instead of lighter. However, the images themselves were fairly normal. Pictures of flowers, children, animals... all normal and happy things.

The entire room was lit up and darkened repeatedly by the images that flashed on the screen, slowly beginning to pick up speed. He pressed the bright green button once more, stopping the flow of the gas into the room, knowing that it should be full of the poison at that time. He watched the video feed as the images grew faster and faster, and the content of the pictures changed. The innocence that was on the images before was replaced with disturbing or uncomfortable images. Pictures of dogs tearing into flesh, children crying in what looks to be in a war zone. Pictures of common fears were also cycled in, such as spiders, clowns, and heights. The images, still in the same dark-light fashion, continued to grow faster and faster, blinking into nearly a blurred state. He watched the female, quickly jotting down everything she did in the room, his smile maniacal.

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