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がっかりオッズ {gakkari-ozzu} "underwhelming odds." {an independent makoto naegi roleplay blog.} ☯ future foundation blog canon timeline ☯ ☯ single-ship pervasive ☯ ☯ will not ship outside of blog canon ☯ ☯ script to multi-para ☯ ☯selective with OCs/AUs/crossovers ☯ ☯ 100x100 icons from various open sources and mun ☯ ☯ will contain spoilers for all dangan ronpa content ☯ ☯ nsfw content possible; mun is above 18 ☯ ☯ will answer asks from anyone ☯

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just kidding haha who am i kidding im not going to keep up with this shit nvm

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by the clattering of plastic dice to the game table you shall know my return

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By じょねず ※Permission to upload this was given by the artist

[mukkie]

whoa look at this hardcore babe

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rolls over, shits, dies

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replies tonight, maybe? probably. like or message if you wanna plan a thread

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rolls over, shits, dies

[shoukannojuu]

barracks || dispatch || introduction || code of conduct || brass

召喚 の 銃 ☆ ☆ ☆ guns of redemption ♠ This blog is independent and multiverse. ♠ Preferred Verse is Non-Despair. We can talk about the other verses. ♠ AU-Friendly, Crossover-Friendly, OCs selective. ♠ Script to multi-para. Single-Para preferred. ♠ Multi-Ship. ♠ Smut roleplay will only ever happen with muns 18+. It will be tagged. ♠ Other nsfw also welcome. It will be tagged. ♠ Will answer asks IC from pretty much anyone. ♠ 100x100 and 125x125 icons.** ♠ Presumably, not an asshole. **{if not from public sources they’re mine, but you can use any of them if you want.}

❝ the world puts into you what you put into it: sometimes you both walk away with a bullet, sometimes you both walk away with a smile. i guess i'm lucky enough to have a chance • • • • • • • ○ ○ ○ ○ to leave with both. ❞ graphic credit valkxrja art source

[akathxsia]

ak·a·this·ia ˌ akəˈTHiZHə,-ˈTHizēə/ (noun)

A state of agitation, distress, and restlessness that is an occasional side-effect of antipsychotic and antidepressant drugs.

An independent Nurse!Ikusaba rp blog.

This blog is an independent talentswap, and doesn’t have any canon for any of the talents of the other kids.

Multi-universe

Multi-ship

Will interact with canons, other talentswaps (including MMswaps) and other various AUs, and certain OCs 

Semi-picky

The art done here is mine, please do not use it without asking first. I’ll probably be fine with it—Just let me know.

Unprompted starters and roleplays are fine—As long as they aren’t nsfw. 

The mun is of age, and will probably rp smut with this blog at some point in time, but you must discuss it with me first. 

I do script, and para, para is usually used for more serious threads.

This blog probably won’t be spoiler safe for dangan ronpa.

The mun will be as meticulous as possible with tagging, but if you have any triggers related to medicine (syringes, pills, etc, this probably isn’t the blog for you).

On that note, please RP gore with me. 

I am very forgetful, please let me know if I haven’t replied to you in a while. Don’t feel bad about sending me a polite ask.

If you want to ship, please let me know. Don’t force it if I refuse.

[kend0ka]

24 hours later || gakkariozzu

[kend0ka]

It was clear from the way she looked at him, crystal clear gaze that focused in on him and darted around his body, that she was studying him. Searching for weakness or just trying to understand, it was unclear, but she was peeling him back with her eyes and doing her best to interpret what she saw.

Emotions weren’t her strong suit, but it was easy to see smell fear on a human being, particularly when you’ve been bathed in the scent for what feels like forever, swimming in the sweat and tears of a terrified population. The way Naegi’s hands shook as he pulled out the file (presumably a record of her sins, written in blood), when he licked his lips just a few too many times, the forced firmness in his voice- yes, he was afraid. Rightfully, really. Her mind still hadn’t stopped cycling through new and different ways to kill him. Stabbingbeatingbashingstranglinghanging…

There was no reason to kill him. He was so nonthreatening it was laughable, which was presumably why this was the first time she’d seen him in person. They’d sent the intimidating ones to round up her fellow despairs. But there was no reason not to, either, and that was the principal she’d been work off of lately, the holy guidelines of why the fuck not? She was free to do or be whatever she wanted. Maybe what she wanted to be was terrifying. Someone that could never be subjugated, never again.

They’d kill her if she killed him. Oh well. She was already half dead, might as well get someone else to finish it. They’d probably be scrambling, give her a nice, easy bullet to the head. That’d be nice. Easier than being sliced open or beaten or torn apart by a mob, which were all things she’d seen happen to (or inflicted on) people in the recent past. Bullets were quick and easy, she wouldn’t mind that at all.

Her eyes hone back in on him when he reveals what he wants. That’s easy too. They want to know why she’s such a mess. Why oh why would a tool like her, with no future besides dehumanization and death at the blade of a sword, decide to throw it all away and grow a goddam spine, turn herself on those that hurt her and paint the walls with their blood? I wonder. But, as happy as she’d be to just talk… They have something she wants, something she can’t truly sit still with as long as she doesn’t know. And now… She has leverage. ”Where’s Fuyuhiko?”

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Makoto was at a clear disadvantage, and he knew he was. He almost always was, in a toe-to-toe fight of muscle or words. He liked to think he was careful and methodical about things, but there were times he was sharply reminded of his weaknesses, and showing nervousness around threatening presences was one of them.

Aware of the history of this woman through her file, Makoto wasn't about to pretend he didn't sympathize with her and her despair, but he wasn't about to pretend he understood, either. There were a few deep and intimate things about each person's despair that could only be gleaned from talking at length with them, getting to know them.

If he died like this...it would be his own fault, really. For trusting that people would be able to understand where he's coming from. But it was hard, having to operate under the auspices of the Foundation to get this done. His hands almost imperceptibly tightened around the stack of papers between his fingers, and his breath quickened just the slightest bit, hyperaware of every movement by now with those olive eyes that were surprisingly perceptive.

"Kuzuryuu-kun should still be in custody in another part of the complex. He's safe and away from the mob for now. He might be with Kirigiri-san at this very moment. You'll probably be speaking to her soon as well."

The assurance was firm. Yes, he was safe. Her worries were taken into account in this matter, but since they were effectively at war here, the precautions of restraint and security had to be followed. No one was gonna get hurt, not if Makoto could help it.

"I understand he's one of the most important things to you-- why don't we start there?"

[mukuronee-blog]

She was a liability. Her life was a liability—Being treated like a human. She knew it. She knew that her entire presence, being given any kind quality of life was a liability for the Foundation. And being so kind to her, caring for her, helping her to continue really living, not just existing, was a liability to Makoto. And he still did it.

She waits patiently as the guard checks them over, and sighs with relief as she’s allowed to leave with him.

What if they didn’t come back? It was a stupid thought, of course—Wandering alone in Japan would be a bad idea, especially for her, especially for Makoto. The Foundation offered her protection. It offered him a normal life, as close as he could find. It had his friends, who would certainly not want to leave just for her. 

And she didn’t want to take that from him. She didn’t want to take his safety, his life. 

As they walked, she looked around, watching for Foundation members, watching for a nice place to have a picnic.

"As long as I’m with you, Naegi-kun, I don’t mind where we go."

[gakkariozzu]

It was as simple as that. The simple acceptance. There wasn't much they needed-- people could grow used to a hell of a lot of stuff. There were just a few things that people really needed to feel alive. And a quiet little dream was one of them. Didn't even need to be fulfilled, no. Just the hope that it could happen. And it takes all the strength in the world not to break and hold her hand before they've moved away from the peering gaze of the soldiers on duty with them.

They weren't necessarily an oppressive presence, but they were there, watching. And really, he thought as they walked off, further from the compound at a leisurely pace, chatting about the friends and the updates from the internet and sharing their interests and plans about their characters in LOTRO as they'd taken to playing together on hours he had off in his schedule, what would they do if he did just take her hand?

That's when the rain started, and it started fiercely, suddenly, with little warning but a few initial drops before the torrent, and he gasped as the cold water splashed down on them, cleansing and cooling and washing away these worries just as she did for him. And he turned to her with a bright grin on his face as the umbrella popped open, one big enough. Bringing a few was a formality. They both knew they were only going to use one.

"S-sorry, haha-- I should have seen that one coming, Mukuro. I think there's a place just up ahead where we can duck into-- unless it's collapsed by now."

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GRUMBLES. I'm gonna do my two main threads here and then do my replies on shoukannojuu and yeah. yeah

then i'll pick up other stuff maybe probably

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phone records

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ema I can't text anyone at 5am what are you smoking my parents will probably Bite my head off

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wanna hear a joke yelp ratings of fast food restaurants

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my mood has been ground to dust never mind I've drafted a few replies and I'm going to play lotro or dota all night probably

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like this post if i owe you a reply

i'll get to them tonight, maybe, if i'm not too distracted by watching the AE streams