ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʳᶤᵈᵉˢ ᵃˡᵒᶰᵉᵎ (AP)

  private/selective. est 01/27/2018 [Indefinite semi-hiatus]

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I’m fairly certain I’m leaving this blog for good. I set up a new blog and I’m gonna be SUPER selective. I don’t really want any connection with this blog because this blog gives me bad vibes. Maybe someday, I’ll revisit. 

Thank you all so much. I’ve never had 400 followers before and I’m SO SO honored. I feel like my Komaeda is too based in my headcanons and I need to just start completely fresh. Not saying my headcanons are gone. I just need to try something new. For now, this new blog will ONLY be for friends. This isn’t the only place I rp Komaeda and some of you write with me in the other place too. That place is totally unaffected by this move. 

At this point, there’s only ONE THREAD I’m certain I’m keeping when I move and it’s the thread with @boreborn because the reply is so recent and amazing. I may move more over when I feel more comfortable. 

[komacda]

I’m fairly certain I’m leaving this blog for good. I set up a new blog and I’m gonna be SUPER selective. I don’t really want any connection with this blog because this blog gives me bad vibes. Maybe someday, I’ll revisit. 

Thank you all so much. I’ve never had 400 followers before and I’m SO SO honored. I feel like my Komaeda is too based in my headcanons and I need to just start completely fresh. Not saying my headcanons are gone. I just need to try something new. For now, this new blog will ONLY be for friends. This isn’t the only place I rp Komaeda and some of you write with me in the other place too. That place is totally unaffected by this move. 

At this point, there’s only ONE THREAD I’m certain I’m keeping when I move and it’s the thread with @boreborn because the reply is so recent and amazing. I may move more over when I feel more comfortable. 

[komacda]

I’m fairly certain I’m leaving this blog for good. I set up a new blog and I’m gonna be SUPER selective. I don’t really want any connection with this blog because this blog gives me bad vibes. Maybe someday, I’ll revisit. 

Thank you all so much. I’ve never had 400 followers before and I’m SO SO honored. I feel like my Komaeda is too based in my headcanons and I need to just start completely fresh. Not saying my headcanons are gone. I just need to try something new. For now, this new blog will ONLY be for friends. This isn’t the only place I rp Komaeda and some of you write with me in the other place too. That place is totally unaffected by this move. 

At this point, there’s only ONE THREAD I’m certain I’m keeping when I move and it’s the thread with @boreborn because the reply is so recent and amazing. I may move more over when I feel more comfortable. 

[komacda]

I’m fairly certain I’m leaving this blog for good. I set up a new blog and I’m gonna be SUPER selective. I don’t really want any connection with this blog because this blog gives me bad vibes. Maybe someday, I’ll revisit. 

Thank you all so much. I’ve never had 400 followers before and I’m SO SO honored. I feel like my Komaeda is too based in my headcanons and I need to just start completely fresh. Not saying my headcanons are gone. I just need to try something new. For now, this new blog will ONLY be for friends. This isn’t the only place I rp Komaeda and some of you write with me in the other place too. That place is totally unaffected by this move. 

At this point, there’s only ONE THREAD I’m certain I’m keeping when I move and it’s the thread with @boreborn because the reply is so recent and amazing. I may move more over when I feel more comfortable. 

[komacda]

I’m fairly certain I’m leaving this blog for good. I set up a new blog and I’m gonna be SUPER selective. I don’t really want any connection with this blog because this blog gives me bad vibes. Maybe someday, I’ll revisit. 

Thank you all so much. I’ve never had 400 followers before and I’m SO SO honored. I feel like my Komaeda is too based in my headcanons and I need to just start completely fresh. Not saying my headcanons are gone. I just need to try something new. For now, this new blog will ONLY be for friends. This isn’t the only place I rp Komaeda and some of you write with me in the other place too. That place is totally unaffected by this move. 

At this point, there’s only ONE THREAD I’m certain I’m keeping when I move and it’s the thread with @boreborn because the reply is so recent and amazing. I may move more over when I feel more comfortable. 

[komacda]

I’m fairly certain I’m leaving this blog for good. I set up a new blog and I’m gonna be SUPER selective. I don’t really want any connection with this blog because this blog gives me bad vibes. Maybe someday, I’ll revisit. 

Thank you all so much. I’ve never had 400 followers before and I’m SO SO honored. I feel like my Komaeda is too based in my headcanons and I need to just start completely fresh. Not saying my headcanons are gone. I just need to try something new. For now, this new blog will ONLY be for friends. This isn’t the only place I rp Komaeda and some of you write with me in the other place too. That place is totally unaffected by this move. 

At this point, there’s only ONE THREAD I’m certain I’m keeping when I move and it’s the thread with @boreborn because the reply is so recent and amazing. I may move more over when I feel more comfortable. 

[komacda]

I’m fairly certain I’m leaving this blog for good. I set up a new blog and I’m gonna be SUPER selective. I don’t really want any connection with this blog because this blog gives me bad vibes. Maybe someday, I’ll revisit. 

Thank you all so much. I’ve never had 400 followers before and I’m SO SO honored. I feel like my Komaeda is too based in my headcanons and I need to just start completely fresh. Not saying my headcanons are gone. I just need to try something new. For now, this new blog will ONLY be for friends. This isn’t the only place I rp Komaeda and some of you write with me in the other place too. That place is totally unaffected by this move. 

At this point, there’s only ONE THREAD I’m certain I’m keeping when I move and it’s the thread with @boreborn because the reply is so recent and amazing. I may move more over when I feel more comfortable. 

[komacda]

I’m fairly certain I’m leaving this blog for good. I set up a new blog and I’m gonna be SUPER selective. I don’t really want any connection with this blog because this blog gives me bad vibes. Maybe someday, I’ll revisit. 

Thank you all so much. I’ve never had 400 followers before and I’m SO SO honored. I feel like my Komaeda is too based in my headcanons and I need to just start completely fresh. Not saying my headcanons are gone. I just need to try something new. For now, this new blog will ONLY be for friends. This isn’t the only place I rp Komaeda and some of you write with me in the other place too. That place is totally unaffected by this move. 

At this point, there’s only ONE THREAD I’m certain I’m keeping when I move and it’s the thread with @boreborn because the reply is so recent and amazing. I may move more over when I feel more comfortable. 

[hoperavaged-blog]

Don’t think of what it’s cost me 

It was all for a cause 

And now it’s woken inside 

I am a perfect copy 

Of whatever I was 

Something I don’t recognize 

Canon divergent | Mutuals exclusive

Written by Irons

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boreborn‌:

      of COURSE he does not know what he is about to go through – did ANYONE? the ultimate despair rises to the stage and TAKES her place as her plans fall into place. already, his classmates are out causing destruction for the sake of her NAME. broken beasts searching to PLEASE their new master. now if ONLY he could see – if ONLY she can break him down enough to serve her as well. a servant, tainted with hope and drawn down with despair, and a MISTRESS tainted with despair with HOPE in her plans. what a perfectly disgusting yin and YANG. 

        when he SPEAKS, she doesn’t immediately respond – that cutesy look still adorning her face. for FAR too long she has held herself back, the reality of her form kept hidden. how FREEING it is to express it. but ALREADY this face is growing boring. when he SMIRKS at her she finds an excuse to FLIP to another form. jumping back and forth, maybe she could be LESS bored with herself. an expression of PURE sorrow comes to cross her features as she steps forward. a warm palm is pressed against his cheek, a COO leaving her lips before words.

            “ how depressing… your mom beat you too, huh? i doubt you deserved it as much as i did… i deserved her hatred… and yours. it’s so totally sad i can hardly bare it. to think… we have something in common, huh? “

        and ANOTHER switch is flipped as she takes a step back. as if that SORROW meant nothing, because it DID. none of this meant anything. there was ONLY despair – and he would learn that. oh, he would learn that. hands find their way to her hips – feet planted square as a CALCULATING expression overcomes her – she has several plans for him. and he DID ask why he was here. the analyst could provide THAT at least.

           “ and i THOUGHT it would be clear why you are here. right NOW as we speak, the world has changed. chiaki nanami is dead, and her death was FACTORED in to be the perfect catalyst for the end of the world. your classmates fell easily enough into despair – now there is only YOU left. i am here to PUSH you over the edge, if you will. “

       a SNAP of her fingers and the WALLS come alive with light. covered in tv monitors they begin to PLAY those gruesome scenes. some are from the news – the horrors his classmates are instigating. but MOST of them repeat the death of the gamer. again and again and again – driving it home.

                              “ – i am here to STEAL away your hope and replace it with sweet DESPAIR. “

  He forces out a chuckle. Bravado only. He’s scared. He can’t even remember the last time he’d been this terrified. If anything, it feels like his heart is going to explode out of his chest. But Komaeda is good at faking. He’s been doing it his entire life. Pretend it doesn’t hurt. Pretend you’re okay. Pretend you’re strong. Pretend you’re happy. It’s second nature to him at this point. Fake it til you make it was the only way for him to survive. 

  Was this her true face? That annoying model replaced with that disgusting cute play or that sad and teary expression? He can’t read her. He called her bluff in Hope’s Peak, but now he can see her cards aren’t all on the table. Neither are his... He won’t give in to this. Whatever mind games she plans to play with him won’t work. His arrogance is one of his worst qualities, but right now he NEEDS it. 

  “Oh, I did deserve ALL the scorn my parents gave me. You probably deserved worse.” He snaps at her as if he honestly thinks it’ll sting. “We may have both been rightfully hated by our mothers, but we are NOTHING alike.” 

 His expression slips into a more-or-less neutral one. She seems inconsistent. Nagito is no ULTIMATE but he is observant. He’s trying to decode her and understand. He needs to be able to defeat her, after all. To think, his hope is still so strong. Of course... Hope always wins, no matter what despair. 

  But that... makes him flinch. Nanami is dead... Oh... He remembers. He can feel his heart sinking into his stomach. His classmates... fell? That’s impossible! They’re symbols of hope! Surely, they were putting up a better fight than HIM! There’s no way... he’s the only one left. He can already feel despair nipping at his heels. But he... has to move on. Or else Chiaki’s death--

 Was this his fault? He cared deeply for her and now... she’s gone. Dead. He tries to force that thought away. Luckily, the room suddenly lit up and blinded him. His eyes shut instantly, but he forces them open and....

  God... what was HAPPENING? That footage, couldn’t be live. It must be... some carefully selected archive footage. But... he can’t bring himself to focus on anything except for... Chiaki’s HORRIBLE death. Why? Why her? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?

  He shuts his eyes tightly, hands gripping his messy hair as tears already start to form in his eyes. This despair... will be a stepping stone for hope.... It HAS to be. Why not him? Why HER? He feels like he’s going to throw up. 

  “Nngh....! You’ll PAY for that... Chiaki is...” My hope. “She’ll just make my hope stronger...!” 

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//I’ll be around later. I have some things to do.

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kiboumukou‌:

For the past few years, the embodiment of talent had been avoiding getting in contact with the Ultimate Despairs. It wasn’t out of respect or any other simplistic notion, but rather because Kamukura wished to witness their works without disturbing them and out of a whim: it would be far more interesting if they only met before the next stage in Enoshima’s plan. However, it appears that either fate or misfortune made their paths cross. Uninterested gaze met the pale countenance, almost as clear as porcelain, which contrasted with the Despair’s murky expression.  Crimson eyes narrowed when threatened by the other, but deemed it unworthy of concern. It was empty, out of disgust towards the stranger, and wouldn’t come to pass.

❝ Neither interests me. Step aside.❞

  He sighs. He had heard rumors of the existence of someone. Even if this was the person, his disinterest was boring. Who would ever be interested in trash like him anyway? But oh, if he wasn’t with him, he was against him. Not that the servant of despair knew what side he was on. He was on the side of hope, and yet he spread despair. But it didn’t matter. So long as he understood himself, he wouldn’t ask anyone else to understand. But he had to wonder what... kind... of ...  d e s p a i r .... the other   could g i v e  h i m. 

  “Ah, I see. You have no intentions of playing along, huh?” He sighs again. “World Ender had this building surrounded. If you really want to fight them I guess I can step aside. Or, since I’m feeling kind, I could tell you about the underground passage out of this place.”

  If he wouldn’t play along with him, he’d just have to gamble. He can’t help but want to test his luck. Feel the despair of... anything. He’s so hollow and he wants to rip into his own skin. 

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@ultimateterror

  What an unlucky day! First, the soda machine ate his money TWICE before it actually responded. Then it gave him way too many cans of soda. Well, that was his LUCK giving him that many too. Bad luck and good luck. He is grateful for the amount of soda, it was way more than his money’s worth. Sadly it would be almost impossible to carry all of them to his dorm to stuff them in his mini fridge there. He was going to have to sacrifice a few. He sighs, looking at the stack of cold soda cans on the bench next to him.

Suddenly, a harsh wind blows and knocks the top soda off the stack. He tries to catch it but just hits his hand really hard on the bench and stumbles to his knees. The soda hits the ground hard enough for the can to bust open (was that even possible???) and spray right onto an innocent girl walking by. 

Of course, his luck would hurt someone uninvolved! Guilt washes over him as he hurries to his feet, his pale hand turning purple with an ugly bruise. 

  “I’m so sorry!” This person was... reserve course probably. But he’s not exactly going to say anything about that NOW. Not when their uniform was dripping wet from his talent attacking them. This is why the reserve course should stay away from him. Weak and untalented people were magnets for his misfortune. After all, weak hope lives in trash like them. 

  “Ah! Do you have a change of clothes? Let me... uh....” What could he even do to help? “I’m so sorry!” He repeated. 

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@gamblrceles

  “I’ve always been interested in your talent Ludenberg-san.” He says She is intimidating, that’s for certain. She has an obvious queenly aura about her. Not to mention the rumored danger of underground gambling. He’s always wanted to try it. “My talent sucks. It’s just luck. You might honestly be luckier than me since gambling requires luck too!” 

  He pauses, that smile still on his face. He is truly lucky to be able to engage with Ultimates like this! But... “I’m sorry for bothering you. It’s offensive to compare someone like you to trash like me. Sorry.” 

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“Servant” / Komaeda Nagito | Zettai Zetsubou Shoujo; Danganronpa Another Episode

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@hopeful-hugz-danganronpaau

   “Hope-san...?” 

   Why was this the first time he had seen her since he fell into despair? Because he was a coward. He didn’t remember hurting her, so at least he had that. But still, he had done too many awful things to expect her to still care for him. And he hadn’t searched for her because he was scared she was hurt or killed. Facing his past is the hardest thing he’s ever done. But he can’t just let it go. 

  “Do you remember me? Komaeda, from Hope’s Peak?” Of course, she did. She probably knows you became a monster too. 

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I’m not making promises on how much of these I’m actually gonna get done, but have a starter call. Please reply with the verse (pre-despair, despair, main game, or post-despair) or I will message you and ask you because it doesn’t matter to me.