The Workshop

"Hello there sweetheart, I hope your day is filled with joy and smiles! Why? Because you deserve it!... Oh dear was that too strong? Hehe my humble apologies then. I just love meeting such new lovelies like you~!" { Affiliated with AC: Pearl ; Platinum } { Status: Deceased }

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whoa! endgame opinions occurrence...

if you want this toymaker’s opinions then send a ❤ _(•̀ω•́ 」∠)_ ₎₎ or just a ❤, either one is p chill! it’s also a-okay if your character hasn’t interacted with him or something since he can just judge based on appearance, which is something he always does anyways so, nya

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Execution -- Another Tail

RUPERT FISCHER HAS BEEN FOUND GUILTY… LOADING… EXECUTION 100% LOADED. COMMENCING EXECUTION: ANOTHER TAIL

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That chains that caught the boy threw him into a darkened stage. The lights flickering between black and red before toning into a golden yellow. Trees, flowers, bushes, and grass rose up the same time as him. Creating a nature setting that seemed like a fairytale with the exotic flowers and vines decorating the trees and floor. It was a beautiful sight, but gave him the chills and a sinking feeling.

A moment of silence before the sound of children could be heard. Their voices growing louder as they drew near with a happy song dancing on their lips. Admittedly it first made the toymaker jump, only straightening up when the soft crunching stopped. He didn’t have a chance to look at them or warmly greet the children before they dragged him away from the center stage. With only one glance up to them he can see the creepy smiles plastered on their faces.

Their drag lasted until his arms started aching, which they then forced him to sit down among them in their circle. The tallest child stood in the center and blabbered in an inaudible voice. Buzzing after every sentence they spoke. The only parts he understood was ‘game’ and ‘pig’. Once the mysterious chatter was finished they all turned to look at him. He wouldn’t have been so fearful to be looked at if it wasn’t for their eyes. Slowly glowing a pale red. Expressions twisting into a sneer and daggers directed on him.  It was truly unnerving for him.

When their appearances altered to a sinister look, he forced himself out of their grip and began to run. To where exactly? Anywhere. He wanted to be alone. He wanted to be with regular human beings. His friends… not some fake entities.

Weren’t your ‘friends’ like that anyways?

After running for a few minutes he made the mistake of looking back. They group wasn’t too far behind him. Giggling and laughing loudly as they did so. True, pure fear welled up inside him and he couldn’t hide it. He can’t hide anything anymore. He can’t run from anything anymore.

His eyes darted around the forest grounds to search for a hiding spot. It was easy at first since everything was ridiculously large, but the moment he took a spot behind a tree everything shrunk. Smaller and smaller and smaller… Soon reaching his height and panic fully settled in. His breaths were heavy as he slide down to the ground. Hoping. Wishing his life could be prolonged. Even by a little bit…

“Please let luck be on my side for once!”

Their small chatters grew closer and the crunching of dead leaves approached the tree he was hiding behind. He was sure that they know he’s there. Sense his presence… So in the last moments, he softly sang a lullaby to help him go out with a little joy. Clutching his heart and squeezing his eyes shut, he had no desire to look at the horrifying faces before him. Not until he heard that one familiar voice. That one soft, light voice he once knew… Making him slowly open his eyes to look.

“… Is that really you? My dear sister?”

No response. The last thing he ever saw through the tears in his eyes was the disgusted look of his twin sister before a swipe of a scythe. Multiple times he was hit and sounds of pain slipped through his mouth until everything went quiet. Time stood still. No screams, no rustling, or noises from the ghoulish children. Nothing. Just silence as the children carried his bloody body away.

“The game has come to an end! We won! The pig was slain ahaha~!”

Rupert Fischer, SHSL Toymaker, has been executed.

[art by finn!]

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Final acts | Raiden | Re: voting results

There wasn’t any sounds coming from the boy as he waited for the results. Blocking out anything else until then. Tuning in at the right time.

He was guilty. 

Never did he expect to be happy over being caught. There was no doubt about a warm feeling growing inside of him as he clapped his hands. Seemingly returning to the same person he was at the start.

“Good job! I’m so proud of you all~! I knew you were all smart enough…”

A cheerful laugh erupted from him as he begun to rub his hands together. Now he can try to soothe the pain that got him since that night.

Though the happiness soon started to fade as he listened to a few people. They weren’t… that glad? Are they masking their victorious joy and pity by uneasiness? That didn’t sit well with him. Then with Kazu’s actions he started to shake slightly.

“It’s okay… Don’t be sad, I will be just fine! Yes, because-”

The toymaker couldn’t finish his sentence because there really was no okay. He knew what would happen and he can accept it. Everyone else it was debatable, but still pained him a little.

Once Kazu let him go, the teen took off his buttons and walked around the trial room. He didn’t want these buttons to get stained with blood. They were a gift after all from people who were long gone from his reach. Still, it made him an approachable guy.

“Miyako get the heart button, ahaha~! Kazu gets the orange one and…”

The blue one he had a hard time giving out. He didn’t know who to give it to, but in the end it was just simply placed on his podium. Hand lingering on it as he felt a some warmth trailing down his cheeks. How lame.

“Thank you all once again… It was a pleasure to meet and talk with you all.”

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Hollowness | Raiden | Re: Stella, Hyun-min

The more everyone spoke the more he felt sick. His mind was swirling as his heart started racing. Who could they?… He felt betrayed. Angry even. Why can’t they listen? Why can’t anyone listen to him?

“Please… please…”

His weeping was coming to a stop as he was almost out of tears to shed. Still managing to cough and wheeze, but better than he was before. By now he’s removed his hands from Hyun-min’s shoulders. A huff as he took off his smile pin and gave it to Hyun-min before turning on his heels towards Kenta’s podium. Staring at the grey face before kicking it with all his might. A scowl appearing on his face afterwards.

“This is all your fault! If only- if only I killed you earlier than late at night! If only my soup was the only food there and maybe I had the guts to stay. To watch. To take something to just say ‘Hey! Look at my prize nyehe~!, but no…”

How childish of you, really. Can’t handle spotlight stolen from you? Ignored? Get used to it.

Raiden stood in silence debating on his next actions. If there was no way in changing their minds then so be it. Their own fault for this. It wasn’t theirs but he felt better thinking that.

Once he returned to his original podium he looked at the blacksmith and responded rather dull. Thanks Raiden.

“Don’t know Stella. He could have stolen it from me. I know I had two weapons. One is broken. The other missing. No clue on who or why… Just know that one is a thief.”

Eyes flickering to Hyun-min as he felt a pit of sympathy for him. He wanted to help. Truly did, but under these circumstances? They both just really needed to calm down.

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Start over | Raiden | Re: Harue, Hyun-Min

After locking a vote for himself, Raiden felt a weight of pressure lift off of him. It felt good and he felt genuinely happy. All he has to do now was wait… but oh what is this? At it again? How… painful.

“No Hyun-min, you should just…”

Just what? Raiden couldn’t finish his sentence as his tears finally started falling. He didn’t understand what the other was trying to achieve. Didn’t they understand? Why were they doing this? Does the other actually care about him? Oh no… nonono-

“Please… just please don’t. I-”

Raiden was cut off by his own fit of coughs. Trying to talk while hiccuping and tears blurring your terrible vision was hard to manage. Even so, he slowly walked over to Hyun-min’s spot. One step at a time as he tried to bare speaking out loud. So everyone could hear.

“… You are all so smart! Ahahah~! You were all right to suspect me at first! I didn’t want to get caught at first, but here we are! I had all the motivation I needed with every single thing just falling apart for me. All of it starting off here so I guess it’s… a foretold sighting hm?”

A pause near Haruka where Raiden wiped his eyes of tears and chuckled while doing so. Boy does he love to die.

“It was only a matter of time before I strike. Become one of them. The motive only made this desire stronger because I hate… I hate my family! My sister ruined my life by taking away what I loved. She betrayed me and got me stuck here! Doing something that has grown so tiring and- and annoying! I didn’t want this life at all, but I was forced here. I couldn’t do anything… a-and if I had the chance to just erase them or just change my past then… then I would kill!”

Finally he got to Hyun-min and stared at him for a moment. Starting to regret his decision of coming near him, but he didn’t want this at all. If he didn’t do this then he would end up dying with regret. No matter if he’s killed or not.

“Everything you said is true… That night when we tried to cover everything, but do you understand why I put that fish there at the last minute? Before we left the body? I put it there because no matter what, I didn’t want anyone to die because of my reckless behavior. My name isn’t Raiden Fukui, it’s…”

Did he have to say that wretched name? The name he’s grown to hate oh so much?

“Rupert Fischer, wh-which is why the fish is there. Why I can speak German because I am German. Why I can write so great in English and in cursive… well actually I learned that because of my sister, b-but that isn’t the point!”

This time he placed his hands on Hyun-min’s shoulders. A pleading look and shaky voice as he tried to look him in the eyes.

“I did this. I did it! Please Hyun-min… I’m begging you don’t do this! I don’t… I don’t want my friend to die or take the fall for me…”

Were they friends? He didn’t know, but he can hope. All there was left to do was start crying.

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Hesitating at first, Raiden locks his vote for himself.

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Maybe a few can be spared | Raiden | Re: Stella, Miyako, Hyun-min

Having a heavy heart while trying to keep calm was the worst. Multiple times after having confessed his smile faltered, but he’d quickly replace it with soft chuckles. Each time aching more and more.

Should I really feel this way?

Either way he kept his head held high and just waited for his ever impending death. Just like everyone before them had. Though the moment Hyun-min spoke he certainly dropped everything.

“Wha-… What are you doing? You didn’t do this, I did. Don’t… don’t cover for me…”

Raiden’s voice started growing shaky as his mind started growing fuzzy. Honestly he didn’t remember the night so clearly since it was so late. Having a fear of the dark prevented anything like an all-nighter or even staying awake so late. With the lights being on the entire time, there wasn’t a problem! Sadly it can’t be said for his own memory and actually being awake.

“I was… I was the one that poisoned the soup with the bleach and dumped it in the girls bathroom! I wanted to blame a girl. A lady. Not you Hyun-min. Never you. Please don’t… don’t take the blame for something that is entirely my fault!”

Why is he covering me? I don’t…

“I was the one who wrote the note! I was the one who stabbed him with my glass lance! See I… my weapon is truly something and I wanted to use it. Broke it too! Even have the marks and everything!”

With his hands trembling he showed a scatter of small cuts on his hand. Just looking at them made him wince. It wasn’t thoughtful of him to just pick them up barehanded.

His heart started racing more as Miyako looked frightened. Uneasy. He didn’t mean for this to happen.

“P-Please just vote for me! Hyun-min did nothing wrong, in fact I did the last crime. I killed more than one person. Execute me I… I deserve this!”

Slowly he turned to face Hyun-min as he relaxed once again. A soft, small smile appearing as he felt some tears form.

“… Now will you please rest? You have been through too much. Tiring isn’t it? So please… let me go.”

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No one is spared | Raiden | Re: Hyun-min, Tsubaki

Raiden’s head rose when he heard Hyun-min speak. His expression softening as he begun feeling bad for the maknae. They didn’t deserve this… No, they were getting nervous and needed to take a moment. Seeing him, or anyone really, act like this gave him a terrible feeling. A familiar one he didn’t think he’d feel again.

“Hyun-Min… Why don’t you take a breather hm? Please you… need it.”

He nodded his head at him before whipping his head around to look at Tsubaki. First with wide eyes that held a glint of fear within, but the more she talked. The more his eyes narrowed and formed a defensive stance.

“Who… Who do you think I am? Of course I care! I care a lot, but do you think I will be panicking or something? No, because that’ll only get me nowhere.”

Making two strong chest hits, the toymaker then stared at the girl for a longer time than necessary. Gosh… did she remind him of his sister. The way she spoke to him like that hit a small point in him. Though he can’t back down.

That would be weak.

“You want hard proof evidence? Well then… hand me the paper. Please.”

His voice managed to return to normal as well as his shoulders relaxing. Casual looking if it wasn’t for him sticking his nose in the air and tapping a foot impatiently.

Once he got the items he desired, he… hesitated. Now that it was right in front of him and after all he said. He wasn’t sure what to do. Still not smart. Still not any better than his sister. In fact, he’s probably worse than her!

There’s no going back…

One breath and a stomp on the paper it showed that his footprints matched the bigger one of the set. The paper come around and he first ripped off a part of the paper. Completely separating his writing sample from everyone else.

They don’t deserve this.

Hunched over his writing, he wrote in familiar styles. No attempt at writing in Japanese, there wasn’t a point anymore. He wrote in English that was neat and loopy. The German about the same as well. Both matched the writings found.

“… Haha~! Maybe I am the one! Who knew? [ Take the criminal away! ]”

An oddly giddy response he gave to subtly admitting to a crime. Then he folded up the piece of paper with a gentle smile. Finally drawing a simple fish on it.

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You See... | Raiden | Re: Stella, All

Raiden had no particular reaction to the victim. He didn’t know them so there wasn’t much of a point to be that upset. Honestly he was just happy to not be killed with all these new people. Who knows what they are thinking…

“Messages on the walls? Fish, food, and numbers? Oh my, what an interesting case!”

This case seemed interesting to him the moment they started. Tilting his head at some evidence and taking time to think of them. Well, try to at least. The excitement of new people next to him and speaking kind of made him go off track.

That is until he was spoken to.

“… Stella? What are you-”

Oh.

The look caused him to stop mid-sentence and furrow his eyebrows in thought. Mulling over his train of thought and hesitating before speaking. He was hurt to be accused… Why can’t he be free?

“I see… Well, let me explain. First off, I can walk around in my socks if I want to. That isn’t a crime. Second, I like my shoes clean and often shine them. I love cleanliness. Third, I can draw whatever I want. I often draw nature settings with animals because I love nature. I love it! I want to be surrounded by beautiful… beautiful flowers…”

He started to trail off and his expression softened. Twiddling with the hem of his vest despite every little pinch of pain before speaking once more. Giving a firm, low voice despite his meek outward appearance.

“I didn’t commit the crime. [ If anything it was room 6. Can’t you understand that note? ]”

Whoa there Raiden. Don’t start speaking German on everyone.

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"Hey, just wanna ask ya if I can investigate yer room fer a bit."

“Enter my room?… Do you perhaps suspect me Stella?”

“Uhu… Just kidding! You may go in my room. I’ll just be outside the door though eheh!”

[ continue via skype or ask ]

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Gives & Takes | Raiden | Re: Event + Attn: Stella

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One of the first locations Stella had in mind was the control room. She was investigating the place from the top to the bottom floor, so she could rest in her room after she was done snooping around.

Thus, it was unsurprising to meet someone in one of the rooms eventually. After all, it’s not like as if she was the only individuum that was curious about their new “home” - or more like the place they were forced to live in.

Stella was looking at a stranger, but that didn’t really faze her much - the chances to run into one of the new students was rather high and it never hurt to get to know to them.

When she was greeted this warmly, Stella returned the favour with a small wave of her hand and grinned at him. He struck her as the kind of person who was easy to get along with.

“Hey there! Well, dunno about the fine day part, actually, but… I guess it coulda be worse, huh?”

She shrugged as she stuffed her bandaged hands back into her pockets, shifting her weight from one leg to the other.

“Anyway, ‘m Stella Illjes, SHSL Blacksmith. Stella is enough, I was never really a fan o’ formalities. What’s yer name, mate? And did ya find anythin’ interestin’ here yet?”

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“Hehe... I guess it could be worse, but I not entirely! I mean this place looks pretty cool!”

Raiden paused and looked around the room. While it was dimly light and he once again put away his glasses, he can at least assume it looked nice. Tidy and technology filled. The ideal for a control room.

“But oh... What a lovely name you has Miss Stella! Foreigner I presume hm? Well I’m Raiden Fukui, SHSL Toy Maker. I don’t mind whatever you call me. I love getting new names sometimes.”

He brought up a hand to giggle and turn his head to glance at the screen of darkness. The sight quickly brought his smile down and showed an obvious expression of worry. 

“Erhm, not really. I’m still searching for something to help me understand all this stuff here. I want to understand how this works and see if this sight is genuine. I hate for it to be... A shame for such beauty to go to waste. The lovely outdoors.”

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Gives & Takes | Raiden | Re: Event + Attn: Stella

The events that took pace went fast enough for Raiden to follow mindlessly. He didn’t understand what was going on. Why there was another site nearby and Monokuma-chan being attacked. The only thing he knew for certain was that he was underground with a bunch of unfamiliar teens. While he felt a little excited for the new faces, he felt like he was missing something…

“Hmm…? Fluffy?”

He looked back at the elevator for it to come out trailing and keeping his ear out for any screaming or surprised yelps, but nothing was heard. Just regular talking of regular people. ‘Where?’ Completely ignoring the others he headed off to find an answer to where his missing pet was.

[ -> Control Room ]

As he entered the room he began to think about the lighting of the new place. Would it always be on? Hopefully so he would never be able to face that fear again. With all the new ones around he’d probably not be the only one. Good.

“Ah, how do you work this thing? Is there a manual near by?”

Raiden hovered his fingers over the buttons and monitors. He didn’t believe that was it. There had to be something other than the dark, dreadful color. The toy maker steadily walked around the room searching for a manual when he heard someone step in. Quickly he turned and offered a big smile despite his growing fretful feeling.

“Why hello there darling! ‘Tis a fine… day? Day! Yes, ‘tis a fine day today hm?”

The boy giggled as he looked over the new person. He might as well as make some friends while here!

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Threads:

Public-

★ stella

★ hyun-min

★ kazu

Private-

★ they are all free

my slots are full unless you want to thread? then im up for those too!

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"Ex-Excuse me, Raiden-kun, but c-c-can I please check your room?"

[ a sprite is here ]

“Huh? Uh... Sure! If you want to then go right ahead!”

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Flower Power! | Raiden | >Garden Area | Attn: Hyun-min

There were numerous questions Raiden had about the murder, but kept quiet. It wasn’t his business and surely he’d get even more upset. Even after all these deaths he hasn’t grown strong from their horrific scenes. The last execution left him hiding his face in his hands and quickly leaving after with no words. Heading to his room to change clothing for a fresh start and getting sick of his usual attire.

“I think… Today will be okay! Maybe at least, hehe…”

He softly giggled and walked down the path towards the garden area. Now that it was day time and he felt a lot more comfortable with more light, he was able to enough the area better. He can look at everything more clearly which may or may not be great. It depends really.

“Hmm… I wonder if someone can take the sword or not?”

Tapping his chin for a moment as he analyzed the statue. The next thing he knew was he hopped in the fountain and started poking the statue.

“I can find the weak spot if I just…”

If he was strong like Hercules he’d probably be able to just pry it off and do that cool hero pose he’s always wanted to do. Though he isn’t that strong so tough luck for him. He kept his eyes glued on it as he worked, not looking back at the nearing footsteps.

“Ahh… P-please don’t judge random person! I just want to test my strength a little! Not like, some bad thing that I shouldn’t be doing… Haha…”

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*snaps fingers* Darn. Time to skidaddle to the monomachine. Check it out. Lightly kick it and go to examine the park area the same way he did for the gardens.

Man! What a nice monomachine! Perhaps you would like to use it? Or kick it. Whatever.

Nothing is in the park area!

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Well he tried. He searches for a flashlight and takes it before heading to the gardens. He searches through the plants, around benches, and or mysterious item thingies for little clues.

There does not seem to be a thing of note! *Snaps fingers*