numbers of hope

"what if we don't make it, wonder i? look at me, we'll be just... fine." 金子 吉 kaneko yoshi street model [dead // orbit] @kanekoyoshivevo

[kanekoyoshivevo]

yoshi playlist side B. nothing more has to be said to be honest

[kanekoyoshivevo]

yoshi playlist side A. jokingly called prosthetic heart because we all know this bastard was a piece of shit that tried to kill everyone.

[doritosvstheworld]

new muse page icon… haha…

[danganorbit-blog]

sing until your lungs give out

As you stare down at the corpse, you hear the dreaded sound again. Oh, God, no. It can’t be, but it is. Your heavy-hearted search eventually brings you to the swimming pool, in which floats the corpse of…

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[kanekoyoshivevo]

it's about time i write an open // [orbit starter] {{open}}

Just when Yoshi thought things couldn't get any worse, Caligula drops another bomb. He didn't think much could affect him after that, but the loss of something important to him wouldn't get off his mind. At least it wasn't his entire fucking leg, right? That kind of was an object attached to him, in a way, but... He gripped at his shirt, where his pendant should've been, as he made his way aimlessly through the space station.

It was a lot easier to get around when you weren't floating everywhere, but that didn't seem to make him feel much better. With a frown on his face and a vacant stare, he didn't even seem to acknowledge anyone else around. He didn't even have a place he wanted to go anymore, instead he just kept walking around without thinking.

Not too long ago, his sister was only visible by a TV screen, God knows where she was or if she's actually free or what happened to her after that, but the last thing he had that linked him to her was that necklace that Caligula had managed to take. He didn't know what to do anymore. He could do nothing but hope that things ended as soon as possible. That wasn't going to happen, though, of course.

[danganorbit-blog]

[ Gotta Pick a Pocket or Two ]

A loud hum fills the station as the lights flicker briefly and one or two even spark, before things return to normal, and with them, the gravity. Thankfully for everyone who was suspended in the air, they are returned gently to the ground instead of falling at normal speed as a “grace period” of reduced gravity comes before the full return. 

An unwelcome face returns to the screens, a look of insufferable smugness audible in his voice. 

"Ahahahaha! Guess who’s smarter than all of your pathetic meat-powered think blobs combined! It’s ME, MOTHERFUCKERS! Now that little hardware problem is fixed, I’ve got a present for you! It’s my favourite holiday! International "GIVE ME YOUR TREASURED MATERIAL POSSESSIONS, STUPID GALL BLADDER CHASSIS" day!"

"You’ll find that your most precious items have been taken for you, and you won’t be getting them back unless some sweet MURDER ACTION takes place! In fact, if none of it happens within some arbitrarily dictated unit of time, I’LL BURN THE SHITTY TRINKETS! Ahahahaha!"

What a pleasant guy. But just for a second, while he’s laughing, is that a flash of blue you see? No, your eyes must be playing tricks. 

[kanekoyoshivevo]

"..........."

[detourthroughlife]

PUPPIES. I WANT ONE SO BAD.

[happytripawd]

Their faces, I just can’t

[danganorbit-blog]

[ Make like Idina Menzel ]

You are rudely interrupted in whatever you were doing by the entire station shaking around you, a loud rumbling sound audible, as well as electronic noises. What the fuck is going on? Your least favorite murderous AI soon appears on every screen, seeming to talk to himself more than anyone else. 

"Oh, FUCKING HELL! What the fuck is this SHIT? WHO THE FUCK IS SABOTAGING MY SPACE STATION?" 

He switches his focus, addressing the students. 

"Right, TENDON LAMPS, you’re going to have to make do without some things whilst I get this act of SABOTAGE AND TERRORISM sorted out. I’m going to take a wild FUCKING guess and assume that you would rather lose the gravity than the air. Seeya later, LONG JAWED REPTILE CATS."

And with that he is gone. In his place, the Hope’s Peak logo flashes on screens alongside an automated voice. 

"Artificial gravity power supplies have been deactivated. The World’s Hope Space Station would like to apologize for any possible inconveniences caused by a temporary total lack of gravitational pull. Please, listen to this calming music as a token of the World’s Hope Space Station’s most earnest regrets.”

And with that, the gravity is gone. Hope you like floating. 

[hopespeakprodigy]

Moral Obligations [Yoshi]

[hopespeakprodigy]

  Of course, it wasn’t as though Hayate were looking forward to meeting with the model either… … Well, maybe a bit, since it was one of the few chances he had to hold intelligent conversation, but it wasn’t as though he particularly liked the person. As serendipity would have it, Hayate managed to turn his head in time with the call of ‘SHIT’ just in time to see the boy tumble to the ground. How pleasant a sight to behold.

Strolling quickly over, Hayate manages with some difficulty to repress the smirk beginning to form on his face. As hilarious as the incident was, it was rather impolite to start laughing at another for their misfortune… It was rather impolite to start laughing at another, in general. He clearly wanted to, though. Instead, however, he kneeled slightly to lower a hand towards the ground, offering it to the model. 

"… Are you quite alright, Kaneko-san? That seemed to be a rather nasty spill…" he inquires with a calm, professional tone and a businessman smile.

[kanekoyoshivevo]

Fuck. 

Fuck fuck fuck.

He couldn't fucking believe.

On the ground of the biodome lay a very ticked off street model with a frown on his face. Maybe it was because he was a fucking dumbshit that somehow managed to trip over nothing, or maybe it was because that meant that someone would find him. To be completely honest, it was probably actually both. He continued to lie there as Hayate strode up, and very slowly he looked up at him, glasses a foot or two away, his eyes were tired and red and he looked absolutely done with just about everything. Especially Hayate.

With one look at the extended hand, Yoshi turned away again and sat up immediately. No. He didn't need your help. He didn't need anyone's help. Once again, he stared up at the businessman with no less of a frown, reaching up to fix his bangs.

"...I am fine," he practically hisses the words, speaking them through gritted teeth. "Why do you keep insisting on these conversations. Nothing changes and it only makes me want to deck you in the face. Again. Nothing good ever comes from these things, you are just wasting not only my time but your own." 

[kanekoyoshivevo]

forgive and forget. except, not really. // [orbit starter] {{open}}

[superillegalactivities-blog]

  Valu nodded. “Uh huh,” she said, glancing down at the books. It might had been an accident, or maybe on purpose with rage pointed towards books? Well whatever, that wasn’t Valu’s business to poke around in. She just hoped that there wasn’t any fines to pay if any of these were damaged.

Oh whooops. Did she purposely plucked a string of nerves? She’s very sorry, but not really. However, Valu did enjoy the quiet reaction she received from the model. Although it was pretty boring. Oh well, she couldn’t hope for one involving loud yelling. 

"Like I said, I apologize. It slipped my mind." Valu said. "I’m positive these previous events had left some negative marks on many of you guys. So I’ll lay it off." No she wasn’t. "I’ll try my best to remain on the neutral side of your… Tolerable meter." Valu snickered. "Speaking of tolerable. Are you gonna pick them books up or what?"

[kanekoyoshivevo]

A quiet reaction was definitely a lot better than what could have went down. Those gloves were made for punching, of course, and that is what they'll do. Not now, of course, but Yoshi was trying to keep his temper in check for the time being. There was no space to yell in a library, either, and he was far too exhausted to try and start something then anyway. Especially with a girl that was carrying a staff that could easily be used as a weapon. 

Nevertheless, he was pretty offended. He didn't even know how someone could go through all of this and still be making jokes about it all the time. Then again, he didn't know this chick at all and at this point, he didn't really want to get to know her. 

"...Slipped your mind. Of course. Lay off as best as you can because I doubt anybody wants to hear it right now." There was definitely a tone of... perhaps wrath, maybe fear (whatever it was, it was negative) in his voice at that point, and although he seemed calm enough at the moment, there was no knowing what he'd do. ...Oh, wait. The books. Right. "...Yes, I... was about to. Before you stepped in." And with that, he picked up a couple books off the top of the pile and started setting them back into the empty part of the shelf. 

"Do you have any business here."

[kanekoyoshivevo]

maybe six feet isn't so far down // [orbit closed] {{kaoru}}

[shsl-gamemaster]

  It had been some time since Kaoru had wandered through a place like this. She had never come to the forest here alone but… She did need it. She needed some inspiration for what she had planned to do, after all.

Forests were some of her favourite places to be. When she could, if it made sense, Kaoru would work in some forest temple or forest area at least for her players to explore. So quiet and tranquil… It helped her relax.

And she couldn’t see many Caligula screens here.

While she had been on her way to the rabbit hutch, Kaoru was distracted by a pair of dangling legs up in the tree house…

"Yoshi-kun?" She called, walking up underneath the tree. "Is that you?" She hadn’t seen him since exploring the office…

[kanekoyoshivevo]

Completely lost in his own world at the time, the model wasn't expecting anyone to be needing him, and as soon as Kaoru called his name, his eyes went wide and he snapped out of his daze, immediately startling himself. This, of course, made him drop his book, and for someone who wasn't exactly thinking in the moment, he reached out to try and catch it.

Which, of course, disturbed his point of balance, and although he managed to grab the book by its cover before it was too far out of reach, he found himself beginning to fall. Smooth. 

Down he went, and the only reason he didn't hit the ground was because he managed to get his foot caught up in the rope ladder. And so, there he was, hanging from the ladder as it responded by swinging and swaying. With a look of complete shock on his face, he looked up (or was it down...) at the gamemaster before very slowly covering his face with the book. What, no, he meant to do that, he was just reading.

".........Um...... No. It is not me."

Smooth.

[hopespeakprodigy]

Moral Obligations [Yoshi]

Every day, as agreed upon, Hayate had arrived to the C-Sector both punctually and properly-dressed. Not that he was ever lacking in either department under normal circumstances. All the same, he certainly couldn’t let the gruesome death of two more classmates and the practical excommunication of another bring him to a stop! … Well, that would actually be a wonderful excuse to. All the same, an obligation was an obligation, and businesses were built on promises and words.

… In short, Hayate had arrived at the specified place, during the specified time, yet again. Visibly carrying his notebook alongside him while skimming over some piece of information on his student ID, he pockets the latter while slowly peering around the biodome. He’d arrived a bit early, as a businessman ought, and so he set about the inventory that he’d regularly check. Ever since his preparations for the previous motive, he hadn’t bothered moving everything back to the kitchen. There wasn’t much point when it was restocked, itself, and it couldn’t hurt to have a backup supply of food and water.

Mere minutes remained until the due time, once he’d finished, and he quickly sets to searching around the area for the other party. While he would never miss an appointment himself (even in such extreme circumstances), he supposed it would only be natural to expect it of someone more…. human, he supposed would be a proper word.

[kanekoyoshivevo]

Yoshi was not in the best of moods. Who would be after finding out the two people most important to you were both murderers? He probably won't recover from it for a while, and currently he was fucking pissed. There was a reason why he wore metal riveted gloves and that reason was so it would hurt more if he had to punch someone else. He didn't really want to kill anyone, but he did want people to stop messing around with him. He was done. There was nothing anyone could do about his aggression now.

He wasn't even going into Sector C to do any sort of meeting thing. He was going to take care of the rabbits and try to get away from everyone, and he completely forgot this whole meeting thing was arranged in the first place. Probably because of stress, but maybe he just didn't think it was important enough to remember. He wasn't looking forward to seeing Hayate anyway, really. Not that he was looking forward to seeing anyone in the first place. He really just wanted to be alone. He was so tired of dealing with things, he just wanted a break. Away from everyone. 

As a matter of fact, the moment he did catch sight of Hayate a number of metres away, he sighed to himself and tried to detour as far away as possible while still finding a way to the rabbit hutch. It would've been more effective if he wasn't so clumsy, though, because the moment he turned on his robot heel to find a different route, he tripped and fell and tumbled onto the floor with a loud "SHIT." 

...Ever since The Incident, his perfect walk wasn't so perfect. 

[kanekoyoshivevo]

maybe six feet isn't so far down // [orbit closed] {{kaoru}}

Yoshi spent a great deal of time after the trial alone. As alone as he could possibly get, aside from the occasional investigation of unlocked places and the checking out of books in other locations. He just wasn't up to coming face to face with most of the people left, and he really didn't want to have to ruin his nice gloves by bringing them into contact with people's faces. 

Despite being afraid of heights and having the same problem a while ago, Yoshi was once again sitting in the treehouse in Sector C, not looking down at all, feet dangling off the edge. Kanekos never learn when not to do the same thing over again. He was just a cat stuck up in a tree. Again. But he didn't seem to mind too much this time, silently flipping through the pages of a book. 

Though the trial was tough on him, he just needed some time to go through his thoughts and not yell at people. He turned his focus completely on the words of the book, not even noticing the gamemaster approaching.

[kanekoyoshivevo]

forgive and forget. except, not really. // [orbit starter] {{open}}

[shslbboy]

  He wasn’t a dog, okay, he was just upset. Did you not ever feel like talking to people when you were upset. Or perhaps for your entire life. For some reason he might have thought you could empathize with that, Robro-kun. Of course, that was the old Yuu, and the new Yuu had zero rationalization for his dumb asocial behaviors except for the fact that maybe he was just irrevocably messed up in the brain. …Even the old Yuu was not really exempt from those problems. But was he currently thinking about his mental state. No sir. Or maybe. It was hard to tell.

He seemed not to care that his book-whatever didn’t get across. Mind-reading was a fine art, after all. Only a few people were capable of it. People that may or may not be dead now, or almost dead, because it seemed like an angry mob was going to assemble at Yoshiro’s door any minute now, and he’d already done a thing that he shouldn’t have been able to do, so there was going to be that thing lurking over his head even if Yuu totally forgave him. The point was, no one was probably going to understand him as well ever again. And even that upper limit was kind of sketchy.

When Yoshi apologized he took it with all the grace of an arrogant house cat. Maybe he just didn’t hear properly. All he did was paw at the top book with his closed hand like he didn’t realize he couldn’t lift it that way. Did this look like a bothered guy to you. He was so chill he could teach ice cubes a thing or two. At the very least until Yoshi started yelling again, because most people actually didn’t like him when he was like this.

[kanekoyoshivevo]

Apologies to the old Yuu. Maybe Yoshi didn't like talking to people when he was upset, but that didn't stop him from talking all together. That's what pets are for, after all. Biscuit has heard a great deal of ridiculous complaining about a number of stupid things in her life. That poor dog. Yuu was lucky he wasn't a dog, really. Maybe if he was he'd never get let go of. Gosh, speaking of dogs.... Yoshi could really use a Biscuit right about now. Though clearly, that was not going to happen. He missed her. Maybe things would've been better for him if he had Biscuit along with him. Then there would be no need for friends or socializing or any of that kind of thing, and maybe then he would've still been okay. Unfortunately that wasn't the case, and he was stuck here with ex-friends and regrets and a whole lot of anger that he really didn't need to have right then. 

...Okay, so he wasn't responding to that either. Yoshi wasn't sure what to make of it. Maybe he was just worrying about it too much. If this guy was still all cool and stuff with Yoshiro, then why wouldn't he be cool and stuff with Yoshi, right? At least one of them wasn't a murderer. 

"...Is.... it even comfortable to be sitting in a place like that." Was he considering it? Kind of. Of course he was a lot taller than Yuu, but he was a Kaneko. They were all stupidly animal-like, why would he be any different? "...Wait, no, it is fine. You do not have to answer that." He wasn't expecting an answer anyway, to be honest, but he couldn't help but say something. This was how all his conversations with Biscuit or Noah or Sebastian or Sugar went, really. He was pretty used to it.

[kanekoyoshivevo]

forgive and forget. except, not really. // [orbit starter] {{open}}

[superillegalactivities-blog]

  Valu glanced down at what seemed to be the leaning tower of pisa, created with a lot of books. Well what a shame, no one was murdering anyone. Ah well maybe next time. Looking up to glance at Yoshi, she listened to what he had to say about studying with fallen books.

"Well we are apart of some school space field trip if you wanna put it that way.” Miss Frizzle please vroom us back to Earth. “So… You’re passin’ the time by throwin’ books on the floor? Kinda mean to the books ain’t it?” She chuckled. But seriously why was he doing here in the library of all places? 

"Why don’t cha just hang with some of your friends or somethin’-"

"Oh. Whoops. Apologies man. I mighta forgotten bout the trial. But besides the massive decrease in friends, ain’t there still a couple of tolerable people around for you to kill time with?" 

[kanekoyoshivevo]

School space field trip. Hell no. This was definitely not a field trip and there was definitely no schooling involved aside from schooling people on their crimes against humanity. Like wearing socks with sandals. Fucking disgraceful. "...I was not throwing them on purpose. It. Was an accident. They were accidentally knocked over. That happens sometimes, you know." Especially when you weren't paying as much attention as you should have been at the time.

"..." Wait. What did she just say? He shot a glance at Valu through narrowed eyes, an obvious frown on his face. He was not about to deal with this kind of shit. He shook his head to himself, fixing the pile of books into a much more balanced tower. This is the part where he would've said 'tch, the only killing I'm doing is killing the rest of the culprits in COURT' but he's not actually like that, so unfortunately I can't type it as actual dialogue.

"...Look. I do not appreciate this whole friends thing. Please do not talk to me about that. I am in an unhappy enough state of being already and it would be counterproductive to have to go through more of that. There are very few people here that I can tolerate and I am not sure if you are one of them or not. Currently you are leaning towards the negative, though." 

[kanekoyoshivevo]

forgive and forget. except, not really. // [orbit starter] {{open}}

[superillegalactivities-blog]

  Man, everyone was getting some new looks on. So Valu took this trend setting thing too and had cool clothes now. It was… A while since the trial, she guessed. Valu wasn’t keeping track and kept going with the flow. No time for mourning. Unless it was over her, that would be the day.

Walking past a few hallways, she heard a series of muffled thumping from the library. Wow was someone murdering already? Well she was still alive and young and punk so Valu opened the dang door. 

There he was, the Yoshi. Man he looked punkier. Maybe the souls of the dead inspired it. Well time to interact with him while keeping in a reasonable safe distance.

"Guess your hittin’ the books," Valu said, announcing her presence. "Are you studying for something?" 

[kanekoyoshivevo]

He was far too distracted to be doing anything right anymore. There were far too many things going through his head at once and his focus was scattered among all of them, there was no time for caution. As soon as he realised the books were scattered on the floor, Yoshi started piling them up into a neat tower as quickly as he could, no one had to see that, no one would possibly know about it.

Until, of course, he heard the door open and a voice start talking and that was when he learnt that fuck, he really didn't get away with it so easily. Then again, books were pretty damn loud so of course it would draw attention. Hopefully nobody thought a murder was going on or anything at the very least, that'd be kind of awkward to explain. Luckily it was Valu, a more carefree student, rather than someone who panicked a lot. 

"... Um. Studying for something. Of course. Because there is really a lot to study here. No. I am simply trying to find. Something to do to pass the time." It gets boring up in space, okay, especially when all your friends ended up being murderers and you refused to talk to any of them.