Celestia Ludenberg, SHSL Gambler

Indie Celestia Ludenberg RP Account. Celestia Ludenberg is the Super High School Level Gambler from the Danganronpa series made by Spike Chunsoft.

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Send me ☆ + a question and my muse will have to answer it truthfully with absolute honesty

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The mun simply must make up his mind as to where he wishes to do drafts tonight. I simply cannot take the constant blog hopping. 

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fuyuhxko:

“I don’t believe it’s any of your fucking business who I choose to speak to or not. If you don’t like it, no one’s makin’ you stand right here, in a goddamn hallway, to listen. You got legs, right? Why don’t you use them and piss on off instead of tryin’ to nose your way in what doesn’t concern you at all.” There was no question that he was pissed off, his earlier display speaking for itself. But this fucked up weave was picking the worst time to try and approach him on such matters. 

The gambler’s face didn’t move an inch at the other’s continuing hostility. She was rather concerned that he would make a fuss in the hallway like this, and although his tongue was sharp, Celestia continued to converse with him in a calm tone. “I would carry myself away from this very hallway if it were not for the fact that sound does indeed travel, my dear. However, do not mistake me. I do not care about your problems. You are clearly enraged with the way that your situation ended; This much is clear, yet it is of little importance to me. I would ask you again to please keep it down while other students are attempting to carry on with their studies. Which, I will add, is probably something that you should be taking care of as well, no?”

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ayatsurii:

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⚔ —  ❝ Regardless of how it enlighten your mood for the meanwhile Celes-san, I prefer not to think about it. So, if you have any other means of entertaining yourself I would highly recommend you take them. ❞

An annoyed scorn stared back at the petite woman, not impressed with her first question to the swordswoman. She never really discussed her kills, not with any pride. It was just her code, cut who you must cut, protect you must protect.

❝ So, unless being my partner for kendo training would be one of them, only then would I be glad to entertain you. ❞

“I see... I had assumed someone such as yourself would be rather interested in such a conversation. Very well, should you not wish to discuss such subject matter, I suppose I may accompany you to training. Simply asking me to participate is not befitting of a lady such as myself. However, that does indeed seem suitable to pass the time.” The gambler’s expression did not change at the other’s quick shooting down of her request. Truthfully, she did not understand why it wasn’t within the realm of potential conversation, though she didn’t mind the change of pace. Whatever the swordswoman had to do to feel comfortable, Celeste would outwardly show pleasure in obliging her.

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thewriterandthekiller:

“I know these things because as an Author, I need context, a view point to build my story…. and given my home life, losing myself in History books about our cultures darker moments was more peaceful.”

“As for the subject, they might of been a one and done as you say, or a prototype, a proof of concept.” She sighs and removes her glasses, cleaning the lenses.

“Isn’t humanity just the fucking best?” She said bitterly

“It was rather admirable that you would have such knowledge, Fukawa dear, you need not worry. This discussion has been rather enlightening, so I cannot fault you for your obscene habits of learning disturbing subject matter.”

Glancing around the room, Celestia rested both hands on the front of her skirt. “Indeed. Humanity has never been the sharpest, so I believe. They are quite easily manipulated. A simple lie can go a long way, as I am sure you are aware. I wonder how the academy will be spinning this disaster. What do you believe the damage report on this to be, Fukawa-san?”

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beheadingtoujou:

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❝ As one who wishes nothing but complete honesty from her clients and masters to ensure service is provided at the maximum level of excellency; however, I would never wish to assume you are lying to me—as that would be rude—so I apologize for not catching any of your lies ahead of time if you so felt the need to—to ensure my own feelings are spared. ❞ Sincerity fell fast from the maid’s lips as she spoke with the woman seated before her, diligent digits deftly preparing her preferred tea. Since the gambler had not issued a glib response to any of her services, she felt no need to doubt her in any capacity.

After stating her piece, she silenced herself to listen intently to what Madame Ludenberg had to speak of; solely out of respect did she not cut in to add in her own tidbits of knowledge about the others within her class. Not often had she met them herself, but they did stem from the more…precarious with how they regarded one another. Once finished—and ONLY once the last syllable had left her lips—Kirumi finally allowed herself to speak. ❝ Hm, I see. Should you ever wish to have them accompany you, I only request that you tell me ahead of time so that I may offer you more effective service—although I shall do my best in the case of a surprise visit. Ah, but…my service here is more—or less—disregarded among peers not within my classroom; they often take my career path and mock it viciously, but then they also demand I cater to them as well; so your assumptions about taking advantage are…quite accurate—as expected of you, Madame. ❞

━━━━━━━━━ 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝒹𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝒾𝒹.

“Yes... Well.. That is rather difficult, for obvious reason. However I suppose it would not hurt to be one hundred percent truthful. You see, many of my classmates and I do not have a mutually respected relationship. It is merely proper to act as cordial as possible with the more barbaric, as this will surely benefit myself in the long run. I am sure you understand the situation I am in, as I do not wish to bring misfortune upon myself when it is avoidable, hmm?”

A hint of a smile playing on Celeste’s lips, the gambler let out a soft, closed-mouth chuckle. “You need not worry Toujou-san. Your services are of the highest quality, much higher than what one would expect from a high school, most certainly. This is why, you see, I would not mind bringing a guest or two. Only the least brutish and most polite of my classmates would have the honor, of course... I do believe they would be just as satisfied with treatment such as what you have provided for me these many recent days. As for your mockers, I find it rather foolish of them to make fun of any person’s career choices. Speaking freely once more, many of these uncultured pigs, excusez-moi, will not amount to anything in life, especially with their attitude towards someone’s own success.”

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Drafts on here will be attempted tomorrow. It’s rather difficult as is with the rather tumultuous turn of events in real life, however I promise to have at least some replies done on this blog in the coming hours.

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A little girl with Black hair down to her waist in tight curls, red eyes and a porcalin complexion ran up to celeste and smiled. "Mama can we please go play some board games?" she asked

I apologize for the inconvenience, but I don’t think I can reply to this in character. Due to the nature of this inbox, I really don’t feel comfortable roleplaying that scenario out. I don’t know which girl you are referring to, and don’t know who sent this because of the anon feature. Furthermore, the word ‘mama’ in this case seems like this child may be Celeste’s child of some sort? Or at least a child-like figure who seems to look up to Celeste? Either way, I don’t believe Celestia would be into that sort of relationship, so I’m going to have to decline on roleplaying this. Thank you though.

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shushc replied to your post: Greetings Peytonio-kun. I forgot about some of...

Smh…I’m heartbroken

It would seem as though Peytonio-kun as spotted me. Well... Farewell everyone. Maybe I will see you all in another life. I would like to be reincarnated as Marie Antoinette.

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“You only need to look at the average Japanes school to see how effective “programming” is, children are not so much taught as molded into fleshing data storage units, able to spit out the correct bit of info when asked.”

“As for the Human testing stuff, it is like any medical breakthrough, some one needs to be the first to test out a pace maker or an organ transplant…. unless the school was dealing in the sort of Human Experimentation the Nana-san-ichi Butai did during the war.”

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“My... To be trained to rattle off answers... Well, I would certainly not wish to fall in line with that agenda. It is moments such as these that I appreciate Hope’s Peak... Though if you repeat those words, I will deny having ever uttered them.

However, you seem to be very well knowledgeable in such a field as human experimentation. Frankly, I am both impressed, yet not surprised. In this situation, I do not believe the individual would... Be treated to such horrors..? You would assume that there would be some sort of containment facility for such a thing... Perhaps this was a... One and done... Deal?”

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Greetings Peytonio-kun. I forgot about some of your blogs while doing a following spree. Forgive me for my ignorance. I never forget to follow you for too long, you know.

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thewriterandthekiller:

“The younger they are, the more likely they are to become feral Luneburg-san. Social norms take a while to be ingrained in the mind, so when unsupervised, the younger some one is, the more likely they are to go wild.”

“Just look at Battle Royal or Hunger Games, perfect fictional examples of this.”

“As for the reserve course…. well if it was Human experimentation with out the subjects consent, then it’s nothing more than torture.”

“Is that so? That is quite fascinating, Fukawa-san. So the younger the child, the more malleable their brains are, correct? This would be why children are so easily... I believe the word is programmable, yes?”

She definitely didn’t think the other girl hit the mark on her next comment though. “Excuse me for disagreeing, Fukawa-san, however I do not believe they are quite the same thing. I do believe that there are subtle differences. However, none of that would matter, if, as I hear, the subject did in fact give consent... What do you say to that should that matter prove true?”

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Well, I cannot say I am impressed at the stupidity of such an individual. However, I would advise him to take the proper steps in fleeing from my sights in the future. I do not mind drawing blood when it is necessary. One would think to attack a lady is such an action of only the vilest of brutes...

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beheadingtoujou:

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❝ Fufu, yes, of course, Madame Ludenberg. To expect any less but the finest of my services would show little-to-no tact upon my end; I applaud your patience—as it has never been unkind to me before–so I do hope I continue to grant you never-ending pleasure from this experience. ❞ With that, she turned upon her heels—not before a complementary curtsy to the woman seated before her—to head off to prepare her afternoon tea. Of course, the walking distance from the table to the kitchen was quite short, so any conversations would easily continue should either party desire it.

━━━━━━━━━ 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝒹𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝒾𝒹.

“I will be honest with you, Toujou-san. And let me be clear, I am not often so brutally honest with my own opinions, as I am sure you are well aware...” She brushed a hand along the side of her skirt idly as she spoke. She seemed to be quite relaxed. 

“Often I wonder if my patience is well-placed. You see, some of my fellow classmates are rather barbaric in nature. The way they scream and shout and talk about women... I must say they are not the company I would prefer to keep. However, and I do say this to the very few exceptions, I would not mind them accompanying me to one of these tea times. None of the males seem to be able to restrain their tongues for more than a few seconds... I am, quite frankly, astonished that none of the girls would be found here. I imagine your service is the matter of legends around this school, correct? To not find many others taking advantage of such impeccable service... I would consider it both a reflection on the student body’s nature, but more specifically, an insult on your behalf.”

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thewriterandthekiller:

“Not really. History is full of acts of Isolation stripping away peoples humanity.” She looked up from her laptop.

“Just look at what happened to the Reserve course, they heard about Human Experimentation being funded by their tuition and went feral.”

“I do see your point. However, these children were younger than even us. For boys to act in such a manner... I simply cannot believe such a thing to be permissible.”

A quick tap of her finger against her face marked the starting of a new thought. “I would assume that human experimentation of any kind would spark some amount of animosity. That much is understandable. Would you not feel at least partially uneasy with such acts going on with your knowing? I do believe I can understand their mindset here. It does not concern me too much, let me assure you of such, however I cannot help but seem to think human experimentation is a rather... Touchy subject, yes?”

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@ayatsurii liked this for Celestia’s attention.

“I imagine, Pekoyama-san, that your affairs are quite exhilarating from time to time, yes? Would you please recount your story of your first kill? It would serve as quite an enlightening experience for someone such as myself. I assure you I mean no harm in my request. I merely wish to... Learn.”

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@ultimatetalentless liked this for Celestia’s attention.

“Your face... No distinguishably extraordinary features... Slightly muscular, however not well built enough to pass for an ultimate athlete... I must ask you. You are not one with an ultimate talent, correct? I must admit, your ordinariness exudes quite powerfully. I do find myself asking why you are to be found in a location such as this.”