Hyper Shutter

A Talent!Swap photographer Ibuki Mioda. Penned by Midight, side blog to UltimatetalentIzuru.

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!! look at this !!!!! 

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!!!!!!!!!!!! O HH MY GDO THIS IS SO AMAZING………T-THESE COLORS????? PLE ASE TEACH ME… i adore this aaaaaaaaaaa///// I’m glad you told me you drew it or i would have missed out on this beauty!!

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Ibuki #12 waved to the photographer. "Hey, Photographer Ibuki! We're holding an Ibuki Rave! You in?"

“IBUKI IS 100% in! Let’s go Ibuki rave!”

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“Ibuki wants to go to the rave with her clones, even if she isn’t a musician like them. She loves music, she is just tone deaf and can’t make music like them. Ibuki will take free pictures of her clones at the concert though!” 

[kiboumukou]

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“……” she hadn’t known, she’d thought it was weird that she could only take pictures of the survivors. Not like the early seasons, where everyone would come back and take lots of pictures and do reunions and convention appearances.  A live killing game, sixteen more dead people…she felt a little cold knowing she’d contributed to that at all. She chewed the inside of her lip a little harder, “…Is there a way to stop it?”  Hinata knew about it, when even she, someone working in the company had no idea that they were planning another game. So maybe, he had some idea of how to stop it…or what could be done.  “Nobody should have to die for entertainment. That makes them no better then Enoshima was…” she could still remember catching small bits of class 78′s real killing game on television while she rummaged for food during the tragedy. 

There was a prolonged silence as Hinata thought. A few seconds could be nothing for an ordinary person, but even a fraction of them was almost like a lifetime for someone with his mental faculties. He was calculating the risks, but as usual, he feared for his friend’s safety. Now that Akemi was aware of the truth, it would be a matter of time until she decides to do something about it so it would be for the best to support her instead of sending her away. ❝ These people are dangerous. We have been trying to make it stop for a while now, but we can’t go public or we would put a lot of people in danger and get hurt. ❞ he explained ❝ I’m sorry for keeping you in the dark, I thought you were aware of what they do. At least to some extent.❞ His hand rested on Akemi’s shoulder, Hajime understood this feeling of powerlessness and frustration far too well. He wished to have left it behind years ago, but even with all his talents it seems he is always failing in helping people. ❝ For now, it would be for the best if you pretend you don’t know, but we would appreciate if you could help us.  Have you heard any rumor recently?❞ Hajime couldn’t bring himself to tell her that her friend, someone who she trusted, was the one who tried to kill Naegi – or even tell that her employers tried to assassinate the real Ultimate Hope.

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“I had no idea...” She felt horrible, she really, really felt horrible...best, if she pretended she didn’t know...how could she? How could she? She remembered what it was like back then, living on the streets, rummaging for food...her parents murdered in front of her...the killing game playing on the television... She snapped out of it with his hand on her shoulder.  “Any rumors? Nope, Akemi has been kept in the dark about a lot of things. Oh, though, Takumi-kun came to her office the other day and asked her a favor. She’s not sure that’s important though.”  She tilted her head to the side, trying to sort through if there was anything else important she could tell Hinata. “Hmmmm, Akemi will keep her ear to the wall and tell Hinata-kun if she hears anything new though!”  She’d just have to pretend...pretend she didn’t know and keep doing her job. She could be 10000000% more helpful if she kept her job then if she quit. 

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She chews her lip slightly. “Well if we are doing multiverse, then you are safe because the Doppleganger myth only works if you are both from the same universe and timeline.”

“You want some coca for the head ache?”

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“Yes please.” She was relieved, thank goodness the world wasn’t going to implode on itself. 

[thewriterandthekiller]

She lightly kisses the top of her head. “Now now, you know that is BS, if it was true, junko would of destroyed the world by now.”

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Ibuki tilted her head to the side, “Ibuki though that Enoshima-chan did destroy the world though...in some worlds and timelines, worldlines make Ibuki’s brain hurt.” she whined and clung. 

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“Hey now, be nice to Mr. Ham Hands. He’s trying his best.”

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Ibuki is now worried about how many Ibuki clones there are and if she’s defective now. 

[thewriterandthekiller]

This is my Ibuki, there are many like her, but this one is mine.”

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“TOKO-CHAN! Ibuki thinks the end of the world is coming. Don’t they say if you meet your doppelganger it causes a singularity and the world implodes or something like that?” she tossed her arms around the writer. 

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("And apparently this Ibuki doesn't know her number...") Ibuki #12 thought to herself before looking at the photographer Ibuki. "Ibuki is Ibuki #12. She really doesn't know exactly how many Ibukis there are. She just knows Photographer Ibuki, Ibuki #7, and... Ibuki #9001." The camera pans over to an Ibuki wearing a Deadpool mask. "...What? The fuck are you looking at?" Camera pans back to the main two Ibukis. Twelve scratched her head. "...Ibuki... has no idea where that one came from."

Ibuki blinked, she lifted her camera and took a picture of the deadpool Ibuki. “Alternate universes are scary.” she blinked, then it hit her like a space rock falling dramatically from the sky.“IBUKI GETS IT. This is like that one American show, what was it’s name again? The one with the talking pickle...There must be like, billions and billions of Ibuki’s because of unlimited parallel universes like in that show right right?” 

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Ibuki is now worried about how many Ibuki clones there are and if she’s defective now. 

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"There's more Ibukis?" Ibuki initially reacted in shock, but then realized "Oh, yeah... Ibuki has met a few... like Ibuki #7... Ibuki doesn't think that one likes her very much." Ibuki turned to the photographer Ibuki. "So... what number Ibuki are you? Also, did you get some Mahiru DNA mixed in during your development process? Is that why your talent is photography instead of music?"

“Ibuki #7? How many clones does Ibuki have?” She was totally shocked by this revelation. She blinked and turned her head, “Ibuki never thought about why she was a photographer when her clones were rock stars.“Ibuki doesn’t know about Mahiru-chan’s DNA. In her class, Mahiru-chan is a chef.” she nodded. “Ibuki is class 77-b’s Ultimate Photographer where she comes from. Mahiru-chan must be it when Ibuki is a rockstar!” 

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"Hmm... hmmm..." Ibuki thought, looking at the other Ibuki. "Why is there a girl who looks just like Ibuki here? And why does she have a camera around her neck? Last Ibuki checked, 'Ultimate Photographer' was Mahiru Koizumi's talent, not Ibuki Mioda's."

“Ibuki has TWO musical clones now? No way, Ibuki thought that two Ibuki’s was too much for the world now there are three Ibuki’s!? This is bad, like super duper bad. Ibuki is sure we’re gonna break reality!” “Emergency, EMERGENCY! Reality breakdown totally iminate!” 

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So if she was to take what Hajime was saying at face value, those hadn’t been production accidents…the company had actually meant for those students to die. She frowned, biting thoughtfully on the side of her mouth. She almost didn’t hear the end of what he was saying because she was lost in her own thoughts…but they perked in at the end.  “Premium Killing Game? Akemi hasn’t heard anything about something like that and she’s asked about when work is going to start up again lots.” She rocked on the balls of her feet, “hhhhmmm, but if people are dying and it’s not an accident…Akemi should probably quit…these kids did nothing wrong.” their only sin was wanting to be famous….that wasn’t a sin at all really. 

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❝ For the past few years, all the killing and executions have been real. All these children have been brainwashed and murdered for real. This is why you only get to take pictures of the survivors.❞  he exposed without hesitation. Good publicity can go only so far, it was terrifying how the mass manipulation had gotten. ❝ It came to my attention that there is a new Killing Game that will be only broadcasted in paid services. Think of it as subscribing a Danganronpa Netflix, but live.❞ it was sickening, they are really trying to milk the franchise for all it’s worth. ❝ It’s likely that you are having trouble getting new gigs because Team Danganronpa is trying to save it. Depending on how this ‘Premium’ game goes, it can either be the end of the killings or it might be taking a new direction. Either way, sixteen more kids are going to die in the next few weeks.❞

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“......” she hadn’t known, she’d thought it was weird that she could only take pictures of the survivors. Not like the early seasons, where everyone would come back and take lots of pictures and do reunions and convention appearances.  A live killing game, sixteen more dead people...she felt a little cold knowing she’d contributed to that at all. She chewed the inside of her lip a little harder, “...Is there a way to stop it?”  Hinata knew about it, when even she, someone working in the company had no idea that they were planning another game. So maybe, he had some idea of how to stop it...or what could be done.  “Nobody should have to die for entertainment. That makes them no better then Enoshima was...” she could still remember catching small bits of class 78′s real killing game on television while she rummaged for food during the tragedy. 

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So if she was to take what Hajime was saying at face value, those hadn’t been production accidents...the company had actually meant for those students to die. She frowned, biting thoughtfully on the side of her mouth. She almost didn’t hear the end of what he was saying because she was lost in her own thoughts...but they perked in at the end.  “Premium Killing Game? Akemi hasn’t heard anything about something like that and she’s asked about when work is going to start up again lots.” She rocked on the balls of her feet, “hhhhmmm, but if people are dying and it’s not an accident...Akemi should probably quit...these kids did nothing wrong.” their only sin was wanting to be famous....that wasn’t a sin at all really. 

[kiboumukou]

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She smiled pretty brightly hearing that Hinata had seen her exposition. She’d often showed up photo’s she was taking of Jabberwock during the research and production process. “Akemi is super glad that you liked it. She thinks she’s getting better every day.” she puffed out her chest proudly. 

“Thought still, music and puppies. That sounds a lot like the real Ibuki-chan. I want to be around cute animals too! I’ve been so bored lately I thought I was going to die. to D.I.E. Hinata-kun!”  “The company that she works for won’t even tell her when her next job is. It’s like being demoted from big acting star to intern. Thank goodness for residuals and expositions or Akemi wouldn’t have anything on the table to eat.”  “How about Hinata-kun? You look tired, I am no nurse but I don’t have to be to notice that you look exhausted with a capital E.” 

❝ Boring? ❞it wasn’t a complete surprise, and as the actress kept on explaining the situation, it became certain: right now Team Danganronpa is probably busy trying to salvage their reputation, and they can risk. They need either a big hit or milk some of the fan favorites —- like himself and Naegi. He should probably be careful, they might plan using this Premium Killing Game as a trap. It was an obvious plan, and they knew that the Truth Syndicate would see right through it but they would still try if they can. They are opportunists like that. ❝ Well, Danganronpa isn’t going through a good time right now. After what happened in the last’s seasons final trial, their popularity took a nose dive and even my residuals took a cut.❞ he admitted, although his paycheck coming from the earlier seasons would go straight for charity work focused on survivors of the Tragedy ever since when they started. It was never about the money, and now that he knew the organization’s true colors… The idea of accepting their money made him sick to his stomach. But allowing this dirty money to be used to do some good was an acceptable small compensation for everything.

❝ Uh? Do you think so?❞ if even Akemi could tell he was tired… Well, he was exhausted ❝ You know me, maybe I’m just burning myself out with side projects, as usual. My talents can make me restless.❞ and that wasn’t a lie. Hinata wondered how much the actress knew about everything — she was a photographer, Akemi had an eye for detail. 

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“Yeah, Akemi has gone over the video of the end of the last season and she doesn’t really get what happened. The most the higher up’s will tell her is that there was a lot of production accidents and blunders, some of the props weren’t tested ahead of time...it’s really sloppy for a show with such a high production value. You hear about this kind of thing on low budget sets and stuff...not big productions. Of course accidents happen, but on this scale? What was the prop department doing?.”  She crossed her arms over her stomach and frowned, she didn’t really feel like she was getting the full story.  “Still you’d think they’d be a little more up front with Akemi, who would take her jobs if she quit?” She knew it would probably be easy, photographers were a dime a dozen. Still, when it came to music she was second best only to the REAL Ibuki Mioda. she pouted. “No respect Hinata-kun.”  “Hmmmmm,” she hummed a bit, “You need to rest more. Don’t you and Naegi-kun have a show on the internet? Maybe you guys could film yourselves going on super duper fancy vacations to exotic places.” 

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“Yup yup, my precious camera is 100% okay. No harm done.” she smiled at the other girl. “Has anyone ever told you that you’d make a really good model? Woah, wait, was that too forward?”  Akemi had a tendency to blurt out things like that. She’d been pretty impulsive and loud before she was cast to act as Ibuki…probably part of what made the casting directors put her in that role rather then the one she went to audition for… “Sorry sorry, Akemi got super duper ahead of herself. Can she do anything to make it up to you?” 

“Ah… That’s good.” Tsumug muttered quietly; feeling relief that the camera wasn’t broken. Although soon her face went slightly at the comment as she wasn’t expecting it at all.

“Honestly it’s alright… I wasn’t expecting to hear that at all.” She nervously laughed while fiddling with her hand before shaking her head.

“Well not I can think of…”

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“Oh okay then! Akemi apologizes again, she won’t hold you up any longer.” she started to head off and then stopped, wait, wait, wait a minute. She ran back to the girl.  “WAIT A SECOND! You look super duper familiar now that Akemi thinks about it. Yup, the face and eye shape is totally the same...Do you have a sister named Tsumugi?”  Since last she’d heard, Mugi-chan had died in a tragic production accident...this must be HER TWIN SISTER! Perhaps a evil clone!