SHSL Escort

I'm Kyle Vincent, SHSL Escort. And before you go and spill whatever you're going to say... NO. I'm not THAT kind of escort, fucking hell... 'Nyways, if you need my assistance, just give me a call. ((A Dangan Ronpa OC RP and Ask blog that's currently affiliated with Aurora ! I track the tag 'notthatkindofescort' if you need me!)) ((Background is called 'Protection' and can be found at the COLOURlovers's website, patterns page.))

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Dolly Up | NELLY | Closed for Kyle

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Nelly didn’t seem to care and had seemed to dismiss what happened in the first trial. She hadn’t really held a grudge and instead viewed some of the people as smart. After all, they didn’t know things like her and Reiri. They had believed Yoshi rather blindly. Though now their trio was a bit of a mess - none of them liking the others really.

"Well yeah. I was talking to Lydinyk, and honestly? I think it’s best to try and work together. Lydinyk agrees."

She gave a shrug and began twirling part of her hair. She seemed almost distracted at this moment, finding it actually a little awkward now. Kyle seemed nice. It was like Lydinyk. But she remembered that anyone could kill her. She sighed and attempted to keep those thoughts from her mind.

"Well… I mean the first trial… was a mistake. But were any of us closer? Not really. Unless you trusted Yoshi - or in my case, knew what I did - you would have probably been best accusing Yoshi… Even though there was other suggesting it really couldn’t have been him… I still wonder… Is the killer dead… or still among us. I believe they might be among us."

She sighed and looked at Kyle.

"Gosh, sorry, I’m talking so seriously. I didn’t mean to. It’s just hard with this sort of situation."

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Kyle couldn't help but agree with Lydinyk's suggestion. At this point, teamwork and cooperation would be the best way to go through their ordeal. (Which, a good chunk of everyone else, didn't.)

He still smiled either way, despite the ever-growing possibility that Sayuri's killer was still with them. He was still insistent that it was Toru, but thinking so would disrespect him in death.

"Hey hey, it's okay. Don't worry about it." the escort assured, "Everyone else is just as stressed with what's happening to us."

For a moment, he grit his teeth in frustration towards a certain person. Or Monobear.

"If it weren't for that damn bear..."

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Dolly Up | NELLY | Closed for Kyle

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Nelly shifted to sit in a better position, rather than having her feet on the couch - her shoes were off - since that felt rude. Last time with Lydinyk was an exception. She was sort of moping again but that was over Reiri, and to be honest, no one wanted to hear about those troubles.

It was still likely to come out. She hadn’t noticed the other prefer to leave, especially due to how he was in trials. He seemed smart, and rather confident - things Nelly liked in others. She smiled softly as she got it.

"Um, Nelly is fine. Just Nelly. I’m not worried. I remember it from the trials…"

She looked away uncomfortably at mentioning them - especially with her lack of helping in the previous one, totally not because the mun fell sick.

"I was actually wanting to speak to you at some point! You’re rather good at the whole trial business. You seem to have a good head on your shoulders."

[notthatkindofescort]

It wasn't that he wanted to leave due to Nelly's presence... Okay, it sorta was due to Nelly's presence (he DID sort of accuse her 'acquaintance' back then... When will you let it go, man?), but another, and main, reason why he wanted to leave was out of courtesy to the other. But hey. She started the conversation, so he might as well stay.

"Oh, you did?"

He was honestly surprised, and a pleasant form of surprise at that. Kyle thought that his actions made him seem unwanted, since what he was basically doing was sending another teen to their death. They may be doing justice to the victim, but was it really justice?

(Dude, Kyle. You're getting way ahead of yourself. It's just Nelly. Another student.)

"And... I do? I... Well, thanks I guess. I really see it as otherwise..." the escort chuckled a bit. 

You fucking braggart.

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Marionette Syndrome || Kyle || Monobear Theater/ (Ab)Normal Days [Execution Reaction, ATTN: Lydinyk]

[lydinyk2]

Lydinyk crossed his arms and nodded himself as he walked over to the machine with Kyle.

"It’s fine, it’s fine! I don’t mind one bit. Don’t worry about how you speak around me, as long as I can understand you, that’s what matters."

Lyd poked at the machine as Kyle inserted the coin. Perhaps it would drop something interesting? Hmm…

"I used this machine once before, when we first got our coins. Let’s see… I think the first item I got was a police badge? Pretty weird, but cool at the same time… And Nelly got… A vocaloid? Or something. I dunno, but it was a thing."

It was an Utaloid. They are different things.

"I’m really curious to see what you’re going to get. I’m wanting to put in my other coin too, but I’ll wait until you’re done, of course.

[shsl-saxophone]

Muwata was resting for a bit in her room when she decided to go to the capsule room. She had no reason of going, save for the desire to use her monocoin. Why not, when there was no other reason to use it? She already got one item, which she deemed boring, but held onto it in case someone else had some use for it.  Shrugging to herself, Muwata walked over to put in a monocoin at the machine. She didn’t notice the two fellas until one of their capsules popped out of it, but took this as warning not to put her coin in yet. Because Muwata was just so good at paying attention. Thank you, Muwata. Fortunately, it was two of the 3 boys Muwata actually cared about.  God, she was embarrassed though. Had Muwata actually fallen asleep in trial? Yes, yes she had. 

"A-ah, good morning, you two. It’s…morning, right? I forget."

Muwata was out of it as usual, but she didn’t want to interrupt too much. Not yet.

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A... Police badge? You can actually get one of those from that, along with a Vocaloid... thing? (What the fuck was a Vocaloid? Were it those singing Japanese robots that look like cute fanservice-worthy girls?) Well that was certainly interesting to hear about. Made him all the more curious about what he'd be able to get.

It's taking its precious time though... Kyle couldn't help but think as he waited for an item to pop out of it. While the wait was still going on, Muwata had appeared, greeting in an almost absent-minded manner. Well, not like that mattered to him; a greeting was a greeting.

"Hey, Muwata." the escort greeted so casually. "Well, supposedly it is morning. It's honestly hard to tell around these p--"

PLINK!

Oh it came out. Finally. He picked it up and opened it to see what prize he got.

Megaphone - Well this thing might be useful. Perfect for when you need to be heard in a situation where nobody will shut the hell up. Especially the obnoxious green color that it is, it would be pretty hard not to notice someone who was holding this.

A capsule popped out a megaphone. How wonderful. As the description said, perhaps this thing may indeed be useful. Not too bad of an item to get for a first time use.

"Welp, I got mine." he said as he shrugged his shoulders, twirling the handle of the megaphone around like some majorette. "Lyd, you want to use it next, right? What about you, Muwata? What brings you here?"

What else, you dingus.

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Dolly Up | NELLY | Closed for Kyle

Nelly seemed like she did in the last trial, except obviously she was now apparently not friends with Reiri, but a minor note. She wasn’t really paying attention to where she was going. And by lovely chance she ended up in the living room. Yup. Here she was going to mope little. Just a bit. She can’t be mopey forever after all (she begs to differ).

Sitting down on the chair, she held up the item she got from the Monomachine:

Girl’s Doll Dress - A dark blue, lolita-inspired dress fit for a doll. It seems to be the perfect tailored measurements of only one girl.

She then sighed and put it down. She shook her head. She put on a smile.

"[I did wrong. But I’ll make it right. For now…]"

She glanced at the dress. It seemed to be causing her some distress. (Can I make a joke of d[ist]ress or is that bad.) She then heard someone come in, aka Kyle, and she put on a smile, though it looked a little awkward. It was someone she had wanted to talk to actually.

"Hello… Kyle was it?"

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Kyle wasn't shy to admit that despite it being in his best interest to explore the new areas, he had stuck to just going around the areas he already knew, not giving a damn to the new ones. Perhaps there was a reason behind it?

(Well yes, but it's not a really good reason. It's pathetic, even. But whatever.)

So when he realized he came into another room, one that was occupied already by a certain Nelly, half of him just wanted to bolt right out of there. But nope. She had already addressed him. Dang it.

"H-Hi miss Nelly... Yes, it's Kyle. You got it right, don't worry."

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Marionette Syndrome || Kyle || Monobear Theater/ (Ab)Normal Days [Execution Reaction, ATTN: Lydinyk]

[lydinyk2]

Ah yes, the sitting room. Now that he had the money it was time to use it in exchange for goods and services. Perhaps he could get many peanuts! However, once he arrived in the Sitting room, he found himself dissuaded from using the monomachine. Perhaps it was because he was alone... After all, rng based events were best done with a group!

And so he decided to wait. He sat down and waited for someone to show up. Someone would inevitably have to show up, that was just how these things went! Luckily it wasn't very long before someone showed up. It was Kyle. Hello Kyle.

"No no no, don't worry about it! I only did what needed to be done. I'm sure the rest of you could have solved it without me!"

He shook his head briefly before continuing.

"Also, please, I'm not a knight. Just Lydinyk or even Lyd is fine! There's no need to call me 'sir'. You don't need to put me up on a pedestal like that~"

He nodded and crossed his arms. Yes that was a very good point to make.

"Well, anyway, what brings you here, Kyle?"

He stood up as he spoke. Of course the only thing in here worth anything was the monomachine, so there wasn't really a reason for him to ask that. But conversation is conversation!

[notthatkindofescort]

While a portion of Kyle wanted to thank Lydinyk for thinking so positive about the group, their class, he didn't think he deserved that 'praise' of being able to solve it even without the story teller's helping hand. Hell, the escort himself had raised a very solid theory and he refused to act on it, backing out in the end and defaulting to himself, instead of actually voting on who the evidence (and theory) pointed to.

But whatever. That wasn't the point of this.

"I guess I'll call you Lyd, then." he said with a nod of his head. "Also, uhh.. Sorry if I suddenly shifted from speaking formally to... not, so quickly. Still sort of getting used to the latter."

That wasn't asked of you, Kyle.

"And why I'm here? Well, to pretty much use the Capsule Machine." he answered. "I... This is my second time being here but the first time I just stared at it and didn't even do anything with it."

As he said that, he put one coin in, waiting for something, anything from the machine to pop out.

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Marionette Syndrome || Kyle || Monobear Theater/ (Ab)Normal Days [Execution Reaction, ATTN: Lydinyk]

… They got it right? Kyle couldn’t believe his assumption with the dorms actually helped but… He had a moment filled with doubt, afraid that they might mistrial, that he decided to default this time around. The escort did not expect for Mayoi to have been Toru’s true killer after all.

So this one… Mayoi, she was… Unbelievable. This was disgusting, disturbing, unfair, immoral… Every negative word that can be added to this situation. As he heard the clamp, the familiar clamp that first went around Eiko’s neck, he flinched. He closed his eyes as well.

He didn’t want to look, he didn’t dare to look. But to not look would disrespect Mayoi, and the last thing he wanted to do was give disrespect to someone, may they be a killer or not. If it weren’t for that damn bear…! In the end, the moment he forced his eyes to open, he was greeted with the sight of a hammer smashing the poor girl, the slam of the tool and the squishing of flesh and bone and blood reaching his ears, causing the escort to instinctively clasp a hand over his mouth, forcing himself not to scream.

For the second time since they got stuck here, he made his way to the monomachine, pretty much ignoring the new locations for now.

[Location Change: Trial Room -> Sitting Room (Capsule Machine)]

Oh, someone was here? Well, the Sitting Room was more comfortable than the Waiting Room. Maybe the other just wanted to sit comfortably outside of the Dorms?

"Ah, you’re… Sir Lydinyk, am I correct? Thank you for pinning down the true culprit for sir Toru’s murder."

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MAPS - THIRD FLOOR

BLUE | WALLS PINK | DOORS GREEN | SPECIAL INTERACT-ABLE

INFIRMARY WING 1

The first of two infirmary wings! Full of beds. …Full of’em.

INFIRMARY WING 2

The second infirmary wing. Full of beds too… All empty.

BATHROOM

Another gender unspecified bathroom. Oh boy! It smells just as fresh as the last lavatory! Which is to say… INCREDIBLY!

MEDICAL SUPPLY ROOM

Oh… boy? Oh boy. This is where medications are kept. …Don’t you go thinking that you can steal something from here.

FILE ROOM

It’s where all the files are kept! Files on… what, exactly? Well. You’ll just have to ask.

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Exciting! | Aftermath

"Wow, that was wild! …unsettling, though."

"Looks like you were right, though! ….allll seven of you. Right."

"I’ll be distributing Monocoins momentarily, but… until then, have some new maps! Maps! Alllllll of you can have map updates!"

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Not Unlike a Mannequin | Execution

Mayoi cried in front of the class, hot tears rolling down her cheeks. Her hands clutched at her sweater, tugging at it violently. It was too tight, everything was smothering her at this point. Her lungs and her throat were clamping up on her and she can barely speak without a squeak and a raspy voice. Everything was pounding against her and she was too tired now. She was too tired for any of this and it burned her insides to hold back anymore.

“Y-You know what? It’s fine! It’s fine at this point because—”

The actuary was cut off by the chain grabbing at her throat and dragging her back. A disgusting yelp came out of her throat, her breath taken away by force. Her body was flung back into the dark abyss, silence following. Seconds passed, the sound of nothingness filling the room.

On the screen, you can see multiple gray figures in a circle in a plain white room. Whatever was in the middle was hidden, but you could only hear soft whispers and passive aggressive mumbling amongst the gray figures.

The screen then switched to a top view, where you finally saw Mayoi being held up from the ground by the various gray hands around her. Her neck, her head, her hips and thighs, everything was being held and gripped onto. In her mouth was stuffed a red cloth that kept her from speaking, and also at moments she would try to cough it out, only to gag instead.

Some of the hands began to tug at whatever they were holding, causing Mayoi to fight back more. But it was useless in the end, and she knew that.

“Look at how cute she’s squirming!”

“Awww! What would happen if I pulled her here?”

“Her pose needs to be changed! Come on guys!”

The hands began to pull her even more harder while beginning to twist her limbs. The voices of the gray figures started to drown out whatever Mayoi was trying to say. It wasn’t that important though, right? Laughter began to ensue as her limbs began to contort in ways that shouldn’t be possible. The look of pain and fear could be seen on Mayoi’s face, tears beginning to stream down.

“Urgh, her face is ruining it all! Get that hideous look off your face!”

Her limbs continued to bend, several snapping and shattering sounds being heard. Mayoi’s muffled screams began to subside, her consciousness slowly beginning to fade away. Suddenly, the gray figures stopped whatever they were doing, dropping Mayoi onto the cold hard ground. They then backed away, all looking off to one side.

Then that’s where you saw it, but it was too late.

[♫♫♫]

A large hammer smashed directly onto the actuary, a loud splat echoing in whatever room they were in. Her blood splashed everywhere before silence was regained.

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THE VOTES HAVE BEEN TALLIED!

7 Mayoi

1 Band-aid

1 Toru

1 Sayuri

1 Yoshi

1 Mitsu

1 Akito

1 Kyle

1 Cem

1 Zacharie

1 Liú

1 Risa

1 Fuuro

1 Akari

1 Momoko

1 Ashland

1 Isamu

1 Jomei

1 Shino

1 Akio

And the winner is…

MAYOI JIAMI!

LET THE EXECUTION COMMENCE!

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Rest In Pieces

Before the votes could even be tallied, Monobear stepped up, clearing his throat.

"It has come to my attention that a beloved member of our community needs to be executed before we go any further."

…What?

He hopped off his throne, approaching Mayoi with a solemn expression.

"I’ll be taking your band-aid."

Yoink!

He snatched it away, waddling back over to his throne. Sitting back atop it, he looked at the slightly sticky thing in his paw, chuckling.

"Well now! You must be the REAL victim in this case, right? Not that gross dude who died. You. …And you deserve a proper rest!"

The hell was this?

A few moments later, it became clear. In a flash, he smacked his gavel against the button, opening a little hole in the floor near the throne. Monobear tore the thing in half before he dropped the band-aid in… and a sputter of flames could be seen coming forth from it.

[♫♫♫]

Jesus christ, a band-aid was just executed.

The band-aid would be sorely missed. But you had to be strong… be strong for the band-aid.

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Occupied Establishment || Kyle || Class Trial [RE: Wakahisa, Lydinyk]

Where the hell was Kyle during all this? With Wakahisa charging towards Mayoi, you would’ve assumed that his job as an escort would’ve come in handy in this situation. But nope, he stood still, just watching in horror as the trial melted down to screams to sobs (and with Nelly and Yoshi already intervening), so there was no need already.

"Miss Wakahisa, don’t worry about it, alright? Everyone’s feeling really anxious about this entire thing, so please don’t feel bad…"

He could only hope that was enough to calm the cosmetologist down. Once that was done, he turned to listen to Lydinyk and add his two cents.

"What I want to know is if anyone from other dorms can just freely go back and forth to the other dorm areas without causing a ruckus."

He brought out his ID card and pointed out the dorm assignments.

"Let’s bring up our two accused people: miss Wakahisa and miss Mayoi. The former is in Dorm 4, while the latter is in Dorm 2. Both dorms are on the opposite of Dorm 3, where sir Toru was staying at. But going back to the idea that miss Mayoi’s clothes were stolen… If we’re trusting that miss Mayoi truly was heavily sleeping during the time of the motive and the murder, then it’s possible that someone from Dorm 4 did go and… You get what I’m saying, right? Though the problem is, I don’t know where miss Mayoi sleeps. Top bunk or bottom bunk? I don’t know."

A cough.

"But again, this is an assumption. I’m not sure if either of our two suspects is truly the murderer."

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Kyle || Class Trial [ATTN: Wakahisa]

"Miss Wakahisa did you just say… Changing Room? Because these were… Found in the Changing Room."

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Well SOMEONE'S Salty... || Kyle || Class Trial [RE: Muwata, Yoshi ATTN: Wakahisa]

Muwata kickstarted everything… By bringing Wakahisa into question. Well then. And then of course the shitstorm that was begging to happen was about to happen. Can’t they have one moment where no one misinterprets stuff?!

(The answer is no.)

"Miss Wakahisa, Muwata isn’t accusing you. It’s just that the evidence so far is pointing to you. But whether you truly are the culprit, we don’t know just yet, alright?"

When he was addressed, by Yoshi no less, he nodded his head as he brought out the bloody clothing that he kept in a plastic bag. Where did you get the bag, good sir.

"As Yoshi said, yeah. I do have some evidence, and it’s… clothing. I couldn’t figure out at first who they belong to, but it’s a sweater, a shirt, and a skirt; the sweater is yellow, and the shirt is some dark blue of some sort. Monobear couldn’t confirm to me whether it belonged to the victim or the culprit… Unfortunately.”

"What I do find strange though is the writing of “ライ” on the floors and walls. Monobear said that it was “Lie” in the evidences. Can we assume that the person is fluent in English for now? But that does mean that I’d be a possible suspect…”

A sigh.

"Other than that, the bear also said that the coffee beans in the pantry weren’t relevant to the murder, so let’s not focus on that.”

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Let the Cat out of the Bag || Kyle || Abnormal Days [Body Reaction + Investigation + Trial]

When the announcement that was accompanied by Monobear’s annoying “Bim Bam Bom Ban!”* rang through the area, Kyle feared that someone had upped and killed someone once again. And unfortunately, he was right. This time it was…

… Oh.

It was…

It was Toru. The guy he accused of when they agreed it wasn’t Yoshi, now hanging lifeless with a noose around his neck. Did… Did the culprit really think that they can make it look like suicide? Well, looked like they thought they could, otherwise they wouldn’t have even done this despite the evident red stab wound on the poor feline specialist’s chest. There was also the writings of “ライ” on the floors and on the walls, which was, to say the least, strange, at least to him.

Well, he better get to investigating.

[Location Change: Everywhere around the area]

After going around the entire place, many times nearly screaming at Monobear for being a little shit for telling him most of the areas have no relation to the murder, he finally found some form of evidence that he hoped to be relevant (and this time, maybe, just maybe find the culprit). That discovery was then followed by Yoshi, later Muwata asking him about some things.

… 

The ‘bell’ rang once again, the time for another (he shuddered) trial. The escort prayed to whatever god can hear him that they get it right this time, for both Sayuri’s and Toru’s, as well as Kumiyo’s and Eiko’s sakes.

"So… Anyone want to start us off?"

*Disclaimer: The tune is not that accurate as it appears to be.

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"Oh yeah, before I forget; is there anything wrong in the pantry?"

"WHO SPILLED ALL THE COFFEE BEANS!!"

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"..." Kyle nods his head. "Where in the room is the blood scent coming from?" He checks the lockers as he said that. Wow.

That was fast. Upon opening the locker, he finds…

…bloody clothing!

Now he knows where the scent is coming from.