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indie ouma kokichi. led by midnight.  #gaidokulies

[danganshitpost]

[its-maaaaaaaaaaagic]

@gaidokulies (x)

A very important question!  Himiko was silently thankful that Ouma wasn’t rolling his eyes at her the way most of the others did.  Maybe he wasn’t so bad after all?  “Hmm…Maybe it’s the Flashback Lights?  Monokuma sure is insistent on us finding them all.  If it drains mana, he knows I won’t be able to throw a fireball in the wall surrounding the school grounds!  Or is that too obvious?  Nyeh…”  Or maybe the flashback lights were just as Monokuma said they were…  Himiko couldn’t begin to fathom how they worked, though it seemed an awful lot like magic to her.

[gaidokulies]

“That would be a pretty easy and boring conclusion. No way it’s something as lame as that.” So he wasn’t the only one that was highly suspicious of the flashback lights. He was glad to hear it. He’d brought up his suspicion of the flashback light to someone else and well, it had ended in a fight that caused the bruises that got him talking with Yumeno in the first place. He was only really playing along with this whole mana drain thing...it would be interesting to see what kind of things that Yumeno found suspicious around the academy.   “Maybe it’s Kiiboy, hiding the mana draining device in a robot would be a pretty cool twist don’t ya think? Or maybe there is something hidden from the eye. Something really small in the air.” 

[minnie-edits-dr]

Phantom Thief Ouma? Like from Persona 5? Thanks!

wow! looking cool, joker!

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[gaidokulies]

“How did you get that?” from Himiko. ((What could possibly go wrong?))

@its-maaaaaaaaaaagic

He was curious as to why Himiko cared, normally she didn’t even notice things like this.  He pulled his scarf up to cover the bruise on his collar bone. “I tripped.” Ouma lied to her. There was no sense in worrying the mage with the details of what happened to him. “You know, over the loose floorboards up on the 3rd floor. Jeeze, what kind of cheap operation is Monokuma running not fixing them.” he looked depressed. 

[its-maaaaaaaaaaagic]

“Knowing him, it’s cheaper than a 2 copper mana potion.”  It sounded like Himiko had brought it hook, line, and sinker.  “I’ve got some really good healing spells, but I’m outta MP.  I think Monokuma’s got something here that nerfs our MP, otherwise he wouldn’t stand a chance if we all used our powers together!”  There may have been a thread of literal truth to Himiko’s words, but under the present circumstances, it was probably lost on both of them.

[gaidokulies]

“Oh man, a mana draining ability sounds scary...” Humoring Himiko’s delusions was way more fun then shooting them down. Besides, it gave him something to think about rather then the pain in his shoulder and on his collar bone.  “We should try to find whatever he’s using and put a stop to it. Then we could get out of here.” like it would be that easy... “Do you know what kind of magical object or spell he could be using Yumeno-chan?” 

[dragonroleplaystarters]

Demon & Angel Starters

“We can’t be together, you know this.” 

“It isn’t safe here, anymore. They’ve put traps on earth for us.” 

“Is the little angel afraid of sinning?” 

“Do I frighten you?” 

“The runes signify how powerful a being is.” 

“Stay still, it’d be a shame if these pretty wings were broken.” 

“Stay away from me, monster!” 

“You’re just like the rest of them, cruel and barbaric.” 

“Humans are not pets for you to do what you please with!” 

“You reek of innocence.” 

“I’d like to break you of that purity you all hold so dear.” 

“You think you can kill me?” 

“Don’t be afraid, I’m not here to hurt you.” 

“Why do you have to be all bright and fancy?” 

“Oh, little angel. You have no idea what you’re up against.” 

“What are you?” 

[gaidokulies]

“How did you get that?” from Himiko. ((What could possibly go wrong?))

@its-maaaaaaaaaaagic

He was curious as to why Himiko cared, normally she didn’t even notice things like this.  He pulled his scarf up to cover the bruise on his collar bone. “I tripped.” Ouma lied to her. There was no sense in worrying the mage with the details of what happened to him. “You know, over the loose floorboards up on the 3rd floor. Jeeze, what kind of cheap operation is Monokuma running not fixing them.” he looked depressed. 

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[gaidokulies]

Crap, he’d made the opposite of a good impression…damn it. Maybe it wasn’t this boys first time auditioning for something? Maybe he was a seasoned vet and Ouma had just never seen him before because outside of Dangan Ronpa he didn’t watch much television… “A-A water? Sure!” he scurried off and went to the water fountain and got two plastic cups and filled them with water. He came back and held one out to Saihara. “Here you go!”  He held the other one in his hand for himself, hoping the water would calm his nerves. He heard the name Akamatsu Kaede be called in for their audition. “I heard a  rumor that last seasons survivor is going to be one of the p-people picking this seasons contestants…do you think it’s true?” 

[saltyeyeddetective-deactivated2]

He actually ran off and did that? Well that guy wasn’t going to last long in this game. If he was picked. Would someone as wimpy as that be interesting on this show? God no! Even if this thoroughly dull and skittish boy was somehow selected, Saihara suspected he would be the first to go; he’d be such an easy target! He could already figure out an easy way to get the boy alone. A few smiles, a compliment or two… maybe a little seduction he’d been working on. Saihara had to go to those boring social parties too; what did all those stuck up film industry people think their kids got up to?

“They never let out too many details about the newest season’s twist and even let out false details. It could be complete crap, it could be truth or it could only be half right. We ultimately may never know.”

He shrugged, sipping at his water. He observed the boy out of the corner of his eye, trying to decide if it would be worth seducing him for this hypothetical murder he was already planning in his head. Maybe so. Boy had a certain appeal to him; mostly the face. That innocent face that would be so fun to mess up.

[gaidokulies]

“Yeah, that makes sense. It’s no fun if they let out all of the details from the gate right? I just think it would be cool, Amami-san was really cool in those last few trials.”  He sipped his water. He was sure this boy hated him already, but he kind of wanted to be friends...Ouma had a few friends, but none of them were as into Dangan Ronpa as he was and he wanted to have someone to talk about it with.  “What season is your favorite?” Really? Was that the best conversation topic he could think of? He groaned at himself internally. Maybe he should just give up and go back to quietly rehearsing what he was going to say when they called him in....

[gaidokulies]

“It’s Momota-chan’s birthday!!!” which meant it was time to ‘celebrate’ by being ‘super nice’ to Momota ALLLL day. 

[saltyeyeddetective-deactivated2]

@gaidokulies

Saihara checked his desk in his classroom for the third or fourth time and still couldn’t find what he was looking for. He definitely had it earlier. It was always around, it was precious to him. So after another loop of the classroom, his dorm and his desk, Saihara approached his desk neighbour. Ouma Kokichi. Ouma was the mischievous sort and Saihara had little doubt that his impish classmate had managed to swipe his beloved cap.

“Ouma, have you seen my cap recently?”

[gaidokulies]

“Why would you think that i’ve seen your cap Saihara-chan?” Ouma was vaguely reminded of a webcomic of a guy looking for his hat and it was on the head of the first person he asked…he smiled a bit.  ““Haven’t seen it. Have you tried asking Angie-chan? She seems totally like the type who would steal a hat for an art project if Auta told her too.”  of course he did KNOW where the hat was…he’d even put it there himself…but it was no fun to give the answer from the gate. 

[saltyeyeddetective-deactivated2]

He couldn’t help himself; Saihara chuckled a little. If Ouma was involved, at least it was one of his smaller and more harmless pranks. Sure it made Saihara a little uncomfortable to be without his beloved cap but it wasn’t anything major.

“Maybe but it’s you who sits right by me so you’re the most likely to have some idea of where it could be.”

He’ll play along for now. Knowing what Ouma was like, there was no way he wasn’t involved somehow either in information or being the one who moved it.

[gaidokulies]

“Aw man, you caught me. I do know where your hat is...but you gotta find it. It’s a treasure hunt Saihara-chan!” He’d set up a little game to test Saihara’s detective skills. Not one of his better pranks, but it was a way to pass an otherwise mundane day at school.  “I’ll give you the first hint.” he held his finger up. “Up, down, left, right, B,A,B,A, Start. I’m in the desk of the person this clue applies too most.” it was an easy starter, but it only got harder from there.  He was sure Saihara would immediately know where to head. He wondered how long it would take, perhaps he’d go wait at the finish line. 

[gaidokulies]

Crap, he’d made the opposite of a good impression...damn it. Maybe it wasn’t this boys first time auditioning for something? Maybe he was a seasoned vet and Ouma had just never seen him before because outside of Dangan Ronpa he didn’t watch much television... “A-A water? Sure!” he scurried off and went to the water fountain and got two plastic cups and filled them with water. He came back and held one out to Saihara. “Here you go!”  He held the other one in his hand for himself, hoping the water would calm his nerves. He heard the name Akamatsu Kaede be called in for their audition. “I heard a  rumor that last seasons survivor is going to be one of the p-people picking this seasons contestants...do you think it’s true?” 

[gaidokulies]

“I missed April Fools day? I missed what is basically a national holiday because my mun was at an anime convention. She’s worse then Tsumugi-chan...oh well.” 

“Every day is April Fools day when you’re a supreme leader of evil.” 

[saltyeyeddetective-deactivated2]

@gaidokulies

Saihara checked his desk in his classroom for the third or fourth time and still couldn’t find what he was looking for. He definitely had it earlier. It was always around, it was precious to him. So after another loop of the classroom, his dorm and his desk, Saihara approached his desk neighbour. Ouma Kokichi. Ouma was the mischievous sort and Saihara had little doubt that his impish classmate had managed to swipe his beloved cap.

“Ouma, have you seen my cap recently?”

[gaidokulies]

“Why would you think that i’ve seen your cap Saihara-chan?” Ouma was vaguely reminded of a webcomic of a guy looking for his hat and it was on the head of the first person he asked...he smiled a bit.  ““Haven’t seen it. Have you tried asking Angie-chan? She seems totally like the type who would steal a hat for an art project if Auta told her too.”  of course he did KNOW where the hat was...he’d even put it there himself...but it was no fun to give the answer from the gate. 

[saltyeyeddetective-deactivated2]

@gaidokulies

Aaaahhhhh Saihara couldn’t wait! He’d finally worked out all the details and here was stood outside of the audition hall for Team Dangan Ronpa! He had his best clothes on, he’d memorised his reasons for auditioning… and some boring script readings at the behest of his stupid parents. Just in case they said. They didn’t get it. They just didn’t get how Dangan Ronpa was so different from… well… everything! Nothing could top it in his opinion! As he wandered the hallway and thought through his audition and how he could word everything, he bumped into something and lost his balance for a few moments and his train of thought.

“Hey! Watch it!”

He snapped at the obstacle which proved to be a person. A boy. A very… small… boy. Tiny in fact. It was both hilarious and kinda cute. Just a little bit.

[gaidokulies]

“I-I’m sorry!” Ouma had been pacing back and forth waiting for his turn to be called in for his audition. He had been mumbling what he was going to say under his breath over and over and now he was afraid he’d have to start again since everything fleed as he’d bumped into the taller boy.  He had to be one of the other audition participants. If they both got cast, then he wanted to make a good impression on his fellow constantant...  “I was just nervous...I mean...you must be too...right?” there were so many people there hoping to be on season 53. “C-can I make it up to you?” 

[gaidokulies]

["Are you sure this is okay, Koki-chan? A meal just for the two of us? Wouldn't the others want some of this too? I like it! I really really like it! You're so good to me, Koki-chan~" And in he goes for the smooch] In reality, Saihara is chuckling at the fact that Ouma fell asleep in class again. He always look peaceful and happy lately, he wondered what the compulsive liar dreamed about. And before he knew it, he'd planted a gentle kiss on the other boy's lips. And promptly internally panicked

“Even if they did want some of it, I won’t share. This meal is just for the two of us Saihara-chan!” Ouma couldn’t help but think of how cute Saihara was, his eyes lit up like that. His heart raced as the other boy leaned in and kissed him. 

Saihara’s timing could not of been better, in real life and in the dream...the kiss matched up. He felt the warmth of Saihara’s lips against his own and stirred from the dream, “hmmm...” his eyes fluttered open, Saihara was still strangely close to him...his lips felt really warm here too...probably just a side effect of the dream. “Awww man, I need to stop staying up all night plotting world domination...” he yawned and stretched. “Did I miss anything important?” 

[saltyeyeddetective-deactivated2]

“Sometimes, I find myself just staring into space and wondering and wishing how things could have different. It’s honestly a depressing place to go in my head but I can’t really help it most of the time. I probably shouldn’t be wandering off on my own; Harukawa and Yumeno will likely worry if I stay away for too long. Can’t exactly escape Harukawa’s sharp eyes for long.”

“Well… thank you for listening. If you’re listening at all. I really should get moving again. I’ll talk to you all again tomorrow, I promise.”

[gaidokulies]

“Nishii shii shii, You’re really cute when you get all sentimental you know that right Saihara-chan?” Ouma’s voice echo’d. Was he a ghost? Was Saihara hallucinating? Who knew?  “You’re gonna get wrinkles though if you keep stressing out. That would be so not cute.” he sat on the grave marker that Saihara, Yumeno and Harukawa had erected for the people who died in the killing game. 

[gaidokulies]

Headcanon: In all verses Kokichi hates himself above everything else. His way of dealing with it is what varies.  pre-game he buries himself in charity work and watching Dangan Ronpa. game/hopes peak: he uses his pranks and lies to try to cover for his self loathing.