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rp blog for shoko saitou, shsl livestreamer

[undyingxiv]

Primal Apathy || Namiko || Ch4 Closed for Shoko

A primal earth shaking roar filled the room. Unfazed by this show of power, Namiko sat in her theater seat munching away on some popcorn she got from the kitchen. Most of the movie choices were kind of shit but at least this one about dinosaurs was fun. It was education but, it had dinosaurs being dinosaurs in it. Dinosaurs weren’t exactly her favorite creatures, but what girl didn’t enjoy them in some respect? They were cool, big, and deadly. Truly something to aspire to.

Ever since the last execution Namiko had been, oddly back to her usual self? The trial had not bothered her in the slightest. She honestly had wanted it over with. At this point she had become numb to the continued suffering they all had to endure. Eventually they would all explode or somebody would kill her. It was what is was. If she died here, then that was acceptable. As long as somebody took up her dreams in her death, that was all that mattered. Another great roar filled with the room as the scene of a T-Rex fighting a Triceratops filled the screen.

“Get his ass.”

[gurumiin]

The trial had left Shoko... tired, to say the very least. It was exhausting, now, just living this day to day life. If she was anyone else, she’d probably be asking herself questions like “Is this even worth it?” by now.

But Shoko wasn’t anyone else, she was herself, and she’d made a promise to herself to get out of here alive, after all.

She steps into the movie theater as she hears something playing, her knocks muffled by the sounds of the dinosaurs throttling each other on screen. A quick look across the room revealed that Namiko was the one sitting in here; okay, probably in the bottom half of people Shoko thought might kill her. She’d take that chance.

“Hey, mind if Shoko joins you?” she says, loud enough to try and grab Namiko’s attention but quiet enough not to startle her. “This movie looks mega super cool~!”

[gurumiin]

freeing-embrace​:

To be entirely honest, Namiko was somewhat displeased by the whole, cannonball affair. It had been a perfectly serene time before this human embodiment of twitch streamer cringe dive bombed right into their lovely moment. It was going to take a lot to cause her to get over this.

“Of course there is no-”

“Did you say you would do my nails for me?”

Well that seems to have worked pretty effectively. Straight from generally displeased directly into somewhat pleasant and happy, as if nothing had happened. Only her still disheveled hair really told otherwise. On top of that Shoko seemed to have no problem with her group she lead. Maybe this girl wasn’t so bad after all? Figures the cult leader would get along with the twitch streamer. The two were close enough in function. Namiko just launched head first into normal conversation.

“Actually the people in Kokoro No Heiwa wear whatever they please. A part of the rules for our community is abandoning the requirements from normal society to look a certain way at certain times. We just ask you be adequately clothed in public. Otherwise, it is up to them. I wear the dress I do because I like it. It shows off my natural beauty. Well that and.”

“I am the representation of our group. While we do not hold such ideals within our own town, I do have to interact with society as a whole which means I have to conform to what they desire. Which means looking as pretty as I can, having a healthy dose of makeup and the proper fixings. It’s a whole ordeal. I assume you know how it is considering you are also a public figure. It is fun making yourself look pretty but it can sometimes be less fun when it is a must to be taken seriously all the time.”

Well that sure was a downer addition to an otherwise pretty nice tone of conversation. The expectation for Shoko to be insufferable being so thoroughly defeated, really had taken down several of Namiko’s shields. Maybe this person could relate to her?

Shoko nods thoughtfully, hand stroking her chin as she takes in Namiko’s words.

“I see, I see...” she hums. “Mm, Shoko-chan has sympathy towards you, Nami-chan... it must be exhausting to be so on top of things, right? To have everyone’s eyes staring at you, to the point where you need to keep your appearances at the forefront of your mind...”

Could she be talking about more than just Namiko? Potentially an avenue for a deeper connection? Truly, who knows!

“Well, Shoko-chan thinks your effort to make yourself pretty n’ stuff totally shows! Your hair is sooo pretty, even if Shoko-chan went and messed it all up.”

She claps her hands together.

“You’re not as pretty as Shoko-chan, but that simply can’t be helped! Umu, umu! Nonetheless, she can help you with your nails, and that’s certainly a step in the right direction, don’t you think?”

[mokadevs]

freeing-embrace​:

Plop plop plop plop plop plop… SPLOOOSH!

A tidal wave of water and chaos washed over Namiko, sending her sinking into the very depths of the Lazy river, flailing wildly with a panicked look on her face. For some reason, she had not anticipated somebody throwing themselves so aggressively into the water near her. As she sunk to the bottom, eyes wide, and mind blank, she watched above her as her interloper began to surface. Well, that was just rude.  

Her butt touched the bottom of the long pool eventually, causing her to gently bounce under water. Blinking, she looked around before looking back up again. Narrowing her gaze, she pushed off the bottom and quickly returned to the surface. Without much fanfare, her head rose out of the water, staring straight at Shoko, somewhat displeased.

“No, it’s fine. I should have been prepared for this eventuality.”

It didn’t seem like she felt it was okay.

Shoko seems to recover fairly quickly from the predicament, bowing as best she can when partially submerged in water.

“Well, if there’s no issue, then!”

Completely ignoring the other girl’s disgruntled expression, Shoko holds a hand out with a grin spread across her face.

“How about Shoko-chan makes it up to you! She’ll do your nails later, if you want. She’s not wearing anything right now, but you definitely got a look at her whole array she had going on during trial, right? It takes a lotta effort to look as pretty as that, y’know!”

She puffs her chest out.

“What sorta clothes do people wear in your cult, Nami-chan? Do they all have that minimalist white-n-blue look that you’ve got goin’ on? Shoko-chan’s pretty partial to blue herself, umu, though she finds herself favoring yellow more than white.”

[undyingxiv]

Gets Absolutely Pampered || Namiko Izayoi || Ch 2 closed thread, Shoko

Murder was bad. Executing people who were just saving others, was also bad. In fact everything here that they had been doing, was pretty bad. There were perhaps better ways to describe the events taking place within Neo Hope’s Peak than “bad, but Namiko in her current state would fail to think of them.

Laid out on top of a placid, glass like surface, Namiko floated along in the lazy river. Her long blond hair sprawling out in the water around her head as if it were a halo of sunshine stretching out to corrupt the water’s surface. It was a good she had thought to bring her swimsuit in her luggage or else this would have been a lot less nice of a moment. The calming blue one piece fitting perfectly with her modest personality.

All around was the serene sound of trickling water, and the emptiness of an area inhabited only by her. Such peace would not last but for now, she treasured it. In a nearly sleep like state she simply lay there, drifting in the water, rising and falling within the water with each breath she took.

"Kairaimori needs a pool.”

[gurumiin]

To say that Shoko was peeved would be a bit of an understatement. It wasn’t really sexy when someone attempted to frame you for murder, after all, not to mention that she’d probably never be able to look at a slice of her delicious Grandma’s Ramen Apple Pie without feeling sick again... well, at least she’d get to live for another few hours, right?

Nonetheless, she decided to wash her worries away with another activity altogether.

“CanoooonnnbaAAAALLL!!!!”

Without looking where she was going, Shoko opted to throw herself headfirst into the spa lazy river. Sure, it’d be pretty rude to do something like that if someone else was enjoying the spa, but Shoko was pretty sure it had been empty before she had jumped, so--

...ah. About that.

“E-eh??! You were-- Shoko-chan just-- ghk.”

For once, Shoko seems to have the presence around her to look a little bit ashamed with the entire situation, scratching her head with as much guilt as she could muster.

“Uhm... uhm uhm, Shoko-chan’s real sorry about... ruining your spa time... geh. U-uh, you’re... Nami-chan, right?”

[gurumiin]

official-jun​:

Well, that sure seems to have perked his conversation partner up and out of her nerves a little. Even if it isn’t exactly the intended answer Jun might have been going for there, he knows when there’s a shared platform to dive for in a conversation. 

“Yeah, that’s a good point. It’s pretty rare I actually have the chance to catch long livestreams, but you’ve got a presence for sure. I guess it explains the comments I get sometimes about making it my way from Shoko’s place.” 

Gotta love a good signal boost, even if the gained commentators can sometimes vibe a little weird. 

But they’re actually tipping towards a more immediate topic than maybe feeling out how Shoko might feel about a future project or something, and as if he’s expecting anything to have changed Jun gives his pockets another pat down, letting out a low huff when his phone doesn’t miraculously appear. 

“Same, anything I could connect outside with’s gone missing. The only really useful thing whoever moved my luggage spared was my guitar, which is great and all, but I can’t exactly do my job if that’s all I have. God.” 

Shoko’s attention is put to one side for a moment then, Jun straightening up from his casual slouch to bring up the class roster on his watch and study it a moment or two. There isn’t really any noticeable change in his cool expression, but he soon seems satisfied enough to close the window and return to Shoko as though he’d never paused at all. 

“I’d take a guess at some hidden camera thing being pulled on us for the internet if not for the fact we… really seem to have a mixed bag of people here. Like, not really in the focus me or you are. They could maybe prank a Hope’s Peak class though.” 

…

Yeah, alright. 

“Wanna take a look around and see if I’m right?” 

“E-eh-- A hidden camera?”

For a moment, Shoko poses almost comically, scanning the area for any supposed hidden cameras or places they could’ve been hidden before Jun finishes his statement. She breathes a sigh of relief, fanning herself with an idle hand.

“You’re right - not really reality TV show material, huh? Totes disappointed with how lame everyone else’s talents are at a first glance. But maybe Shoko-chan’s bein’ a lil harsh on people she hasn’t even met yeah, huh?”

She taps the side of her nose.

“Shoko-chan would totes be up for scouting out the school! Scouting out the rest of our classmates... Like some spies or somethin’, umu!”

She pauses, scratching her head.

“...ah, that sounds creepy, doesn’t it? Sorry, sorry.”

[undyingxiv]

Inside Outside HPA || Ginjirou Sotomaru || Prologue || ATTN: Shoko

Of all the things to find inside the school, an indoor garden wasn’t what Ginjirou had initially expected, and certainly not one to this degree. Though, he couldn’t argue that it wasn’t a pleasant place to be in. Serene and peaceful, especially given the strange circumstances of the day. It was a welcome change of scenery.

Ginjirou Sotomaru found himself pacing the cobblestone pathways, taking in the sight intently and attempting to familiarize himself with his new surroundings. He didn’t even notice another student until he was directly in front of her. He paused, looking down at her.

“Ah, good day. I do not believe we’ve met before. Might I ask for a name?”

[gurumiin]

Shoko can take many blows to her ego. She wouldn’t be able to survive as she does otherwise, what with the trolls that frequent her chat with heated gamer moments. Insults to her appearance and person

But this–

“Y-you… you don’t know who Shoko-chan is?”

She grasps her chest overdramatically.

“Ghhk– Ah, you– You don’t recognize this little cherubic face? These eyes? I don’t pour so many hours throwing hair chalk on here for you to dub my face as unforgettable!”

“If anyone’s a normie whose name someone might not know, that’s totally you, right?! You’re so… boring! I’ve never met you and maybe now I feel like unmeeting you!”

She fans herself with her hands a bit, huffing angrily.

“…anyway,” she says, jumping right back into third person, “Shoko-chan’s Shoko-chan. And you are?”

[silversecondson]

Though Ginjirou’s been on the internet plenty of times, pop culture evades him completely. Unless an interest is shared among the entire Sotomaru family, it’s likely that Ginjirou knows nothing about it.

He steps back a bit, clearly not expecting this type of reaction, but his expression doesn’t change. 

“Ah… my apologies? I do not believe I’ve seen you before. I’m certain that I will not forget you from now on. Your… hard work shall not go to waste.”

He adjusts his tie. 

“Ah, yes… I suppose not, unless you knew a lot about politics, um… Shoko-sama, is it? I don’t have much of a recognizable face, yes.”

He bows deeply.

“My name is Ginjirou Sotomaru. It is a pleasure to meet you.”

[gurumiin]

Shoko sniffles a little.

“Yeah, please don’t... forgetting my face even after Shoko-chan’s introduced herself to you personally is definitely a crime deserving of capital punishment, yeah?”

She wipes her nose and straightens herself up.

“Politics, shmolitics... Shoko-chan’s got a few things that she stands up for, but in terms of the nitty gritty that requires knowing politicians, she really couldn’t care less.”

“Ginjirou Sotomaru... umu, umu! Nice to meet you, then, Soto-kun! Shoko-chan can appreciate a guy who knows his manners.”

[official-jun]

gurumiin​:

Yep, totally, 100% was him. In the flesh. Now to calm herself down with this whole endeavor, so not to seem like a freak.

“Sh-Shoko-chan is Saitou, yes!” 

She salutes messily before fumbling with the ends of her jacket, head pounding as she tries to keep to attention in the conversation. Perhaps she’d feel a little better if the emotional whiplash of this entire situation wasn’t taking a toll on her, but as things were, she found herself feeling a bit sick. Made sense, since she just passed out– Oh, speaking of which.

“Oh, that happened to you too, huh?”

Shoko rubs her chin.

“Shoko-chan hasn’t had the chance to talk to anyone else yet, ‘cause she just wanted to go straight to her room and take a nap, but theeeen she got distracted cause she wanted to say hi to you, but yeah… passing out is a sorta concerning thing, isn’t it?”

“Especially if more than one person passed out. Kinda makes one want to give this mess a little think thonk, huh?”

It’s a little tricky for Jun to decide what the exact source of his new conversation partner’s nervousness is- he’d love to assume it was just because she was a fan, of course, but jumping right that assumption over something like simple shyness didn’t seem to map out the best from where he was standing. Alright, maybe questionable social interaction skills didn’t exactly make the most sense for a livestreamer, but it would do him good to not misstep this conversation. 

Still, there was a decently easy test for that kind of thing he knew of, and even if he doesn’t quite know how to respond to a salute Jun’s voice is still lazily level. 

“Cool. Yeah, I know your stuff. Name’s Jun Nishimura. I’m kinda more in the music circles.” 

With the ‘omg I know who you are’ trap set, Jun’s mind was free to get to what most rational people would probably call the main priority. At least to his credit the revelation that Shoko had experienced the same as him does get him to straighten up a little, his expression shifting further from sullen into curious. 

But maybe just a little too cool to show that curious too much.

“Wait. That happened to you too? Figured that was just me who blacked out in front of the gates, given how that AI was talking. More than one person does make it stranger. Never mind the fact that they moved us into a… museum, I guess. Never even got to see the actual school.” 

There’s a little bit of distaste heard towards that last fact, though he doesn’t dig into it much further, ticking back over to something else he caught in the middle of Shoko’s words. 

“…Flattered you’d take time out of your nap schedule to come say hi. So hey, hi.” 

[gurumiin]

He knows her stuff.

He knows her stuff.

She clears her throat, doing her best not to seem incredibly pleased with herself.

“A-hem. Of course you’d know Shoko-chan’s stuff! She wouldn’t very well be the SHSL Livestreamer if no one knew who she was, huh?”

But ego stroking aside, one couldn’t deny that this situation was incredibly... perturbing.

“Y-yeah, it’s unusual enough that it would’ve happened to one of us, let alone the both of us... not to mention Shoko-chan’s phone’s gone, too! That one really pisses Shoko-chan off. If her Day One login streak breaks ‘cause of this, she’s really gonna sue...”

“Maybe... there was some sort of gas leak? And they didn’t want us social influencers blabbin’ about it on the Twits’ and shit before talking to us and calming us down. Damage control or somethin’, bad news when your school is opening up for the first time in well over a decade.”

[undyingxiv]

Inside Outside HPA || Ginjirou Sotomaru || Prologue || ATTN: Shoko

Of all the things to find inside the school, an indoor garden wasn’t what Ginjirou had initially expected, and certainly not one to this degree. Though, he couldn’t argue that it wasn’t a pleasant place to be in. Serene and peaceful, especially given the strange circumstances of the day. It was a welcome change of scenery.

Ginjirou Sotomaru found himself pacing the cobblestone pathways, taking in the sight intently and attempting to familiarize himself with his new surroundings. He didn’t even notice another student until he was directly in front of her. He paused, looking down at her.

“Ah, good day. I do not believe we’ve met before. Might I ask for a name?”

[gurumiin]

Shoko can take many blows to her ego. She wouldn’t be able to survive as she does otherwise, what with the trolls that frequent her chat with heated gamer moments. Insults to her appearance and person

But this--

“Y-you... you don’t know who Shoko-chan is?”

She grasps her chest overdramatically.

“Ghhk-- Ah, you-- You don’t recognize this little cherubic face? These eyes? I don’t pour so many hours throwing hair chalk on here for you to dub my face as unforgettable!”

“If anyone’s a normie whose name someone might not know, that’s totally you, right?! You’re so... boring! I’ve never met you and maybe now I feel like unmeeting you!”

She fans herself with her hands a bit, huffing angrily.

“...anyway,” she says, jumping right back into third person, “Shoko-chan’s Shoko-chan. And you are?”

[undyingxiv]

something about how meeting famous people you admire is bad for you | shoko | prolo | attn: jun

Eh?

This was, like, totally for real, yeah?

She’s not dreaming or anything, she knows ‘cause she made sure to pinch herself three times as she blinked owlishly from the map to the door right besides her own.

Jun Nushimura. Shoko’s let his name scroll underneath her streams enough to recognize the characters in his name for what they are. Sure, maybe she should’ve done her research in actually getting to know who she was sharing classes with, but in fairness, she didn’t expect one of those number to be someone she actually respected.

H-how did people actually approach this sort of a situation? She’d heard the phrase “don’t meet your idols”, just like everyone else, but not talking to him at all was sort of not an option at this point…

Well, best just take the plunge in this sort of a situation, right? Hopefully he was actually in his room.

Awkwardly, Shoko knocks against his door.

“H-heeeeyo, anypony home? Shoko-chan just wants to give you a nice, friendly, classmate greeting and introduction~!”

[official-jun]

He doesn’t keep his apparent visitor waiting long at least, and does at least offer a courtesy call of “Yeah, just a minute.” through from where he’s giving messing up his hair just one more go. There’s a fumble for his new watch as he exits the bathroom and wanders towards the door, beating back the unfamiliarity with the tech with enough blunt presses to get him to the rest of his classmates by the time his hand was on the door handle. 

Shoko… Saitou, he’s guessing? 

…Neat. 

The door’s opened as effortlessly as if Jun’s been doing the same action with the same door in the same room all his life rather than having just moved in, slouching against the open frame with about the same level of care he had for the door. He regards Shoko pretty calmly to match, idly rubbing the back of his neck as though he isn’t just about to cut to the point of her entire visit. 

“…Hey. Saitou, right?” 

Letting that settle, he takes a moment to peek past her at the world outside now, given that he hasn’t actually seen that yet.

“Didn’t expect to see a classmate so fast. But I’ll take it over some nurse coming by to catch up on whatever just happened to me. Did I miss anything?” 

[gurumiin]

Yep, totally, 100% was him. In the flesh. Now to calm herself down with this whole endeavor, so not to seem like a freak.

“Sh-Shoko-chan is Saitou, yes!” 

She salutes messily before fumbling with the ends of her jacket, head pounding as she tries to keep to attention in the conversation. Perhaps she’d feel a little better if the emotional whiplash of this entire situation wasn’t taking a toll on her, but as things were, she found herself feeling a bit sick. Made sense, since she just passed out-- Oh, speaking of which.

“Oh, that happened to you too, huh?”

Shoko rubs her chin.

“Shoko-chan hasn’t had the chance to talk to anyone else yet, ‘cause she just wanted to go straight to her room and take a nap, but theeeen she got distracted cause she wanted to say hi to you, but yeah... passing out is a sorta concerning thing, isn’t it?”

“Especially if more than one person passed out. Kinda makes one want to give this mess a little think thonk, huh?”

[undyingxiv]

swimming with fishes | shoko | prolo | attn: kiaria

“Uguu, who’s a cute lil’ fishie… yes you are! Yes you are!!”

Shoko enamors herself with rubbing her hands against the walls of the aquarium, not even attempting to hide her unbridled glee at the exhibit. It was so, well, blue! Crowded public aquariums always made her somewhat uncomfortable, but this place…

Why, it was a whole personalized experience! She could sing and dance here without anyone seeing her or giving her ugly looks (not that the great Shoko-chan cared, of course) but still, she might be labeled ‘cringe’ and lose a subscriber or two.

All that said, she began pressing her face against the glass, making little glub glub noises as she–

…

Ah. There was someone there.

Shoko quickly straightens herself up, dusting her dress off and trying to look all casual like.

“Ehhh, whassap, pal…”

[undyingxiv]

something about how meeting famous people you admire is bad for you | shoko | prolo | attn: jun

Eh?

This was, like, totally for real, yeah?

She’s not dreaming or anything, she knows ‘cause she made sure to pinch herself three times as she blinked owlishly from the map to the door right besides her own.

Jun Nushimura. Shoko’s let his name scroll underneath her streams enough to recognize the characters in his name for what they are. Sure, maybe she should’ve done her research in actually getting to know who she was sharing classes with, but in fairness, she didn’t expect one of those number to be someone she actually respected.

H-how did people actually approach this sort of a situation? She’d heard the phrase “don’t meet your idols”, just like everyone else, but not talking to him at all was sort of not an option at this point…

Well, best just take the plunge in this sort of a situation, right? Hopefully he was actually in his room.

Awkwardly, Shoko knocks against his door.

“H-heeeeyo, anypony home? Shoko-chan just wants to give you a nice, friendly, classmate greeting and introduction~!”