Friendly Neighborhood Mad Scientist

Hello there! I'm Tsukino Hitomi, but feel free to call me Hitomi! I'm considered Super High School Level Researcher, you might have read some of my articles. Feel free to talk to me, I'm always interested in hearing about you. Remember, I'm bound ethically by the law so no need to be scared~ ((Dangan Ronpa OC blog -- Art work belongs to a friend))

[dreamyanon-blog]

"ONEIROI-AI v.69, or... do you prefer, Anon... do you mind if I ask you several questions?"

"You may call me Anon or Teacher, whichever is fine. My real name is a bit complicated, though, so… And helping you guys is what I’m here for, so lay it on me! What do you need to know?"

[shsl-curiosity]

A smile crossed her face of excitement. She stepped up closer, taking a moment to examine the AI. It was fascinating they were capable of this. No matter how talented the students were, she still thought this was decades away. 

"Do you mind me asking what your functions and limits are here? I'm curious about your design. I only got the slightest hints at to what you were in your beta stages."

[oneiroidemos]

Exhausted | Prologue | Ichiro | OPEN

[shslstreetrat]

He twisted his lips to the side at the mention of remembering dreams, his eyebrow twitching as he tried to keep himself from snapping at her.

"……..Trust me….I remember enough…."

He responded, his voice fairly restrained as he crossed his arms tightly, averting his eyes away from the girl who he deemed as just a walking pile of statistics…

"…………….Well fuck theories and science bullshit…dreams have never done anything good for me…I jus’ wanna get rid of them if I can…probably not fuckin’ possible but a kid can dream…"

[shsl-curiosity]

She probably shouldn't have gone off about numbers and facts. She knew she messed up there. She bit her lip, trying to think about how she should have gotten out of this. 

"Well, I guess for now until we wake up we can at least make the least out of this situation. It's not horrible. It's not like anyone is out for our blood here, no one is yelling at us, and there's really no expectations from the researchers to tells us what exactly matters and what doesn't here. We're free to roam as we please. Without necessary survival being the most important thing here, we're given new priorities. That must be a tad more reassuring for you?"

[oneiroidemos]

A Researcher...? / Closed Starter for Hitomi Tsukino / Prologue

Birger was just sitting on the ground in the kitchen, eating chocolate and cuddling with his plushie. As he heared the door opening he looked at the person, he noticed that she was once again someone who was taller than him. Seemed like nearly everyone was here, he was happy about it. "H-H-Hello, fr-friend! W-W-What’s y-your na-name?" Birger walked to Hitomi and offered her a piece of chocolate, his eyes were sparkling like all the time when he met someone new

[shsl-curiosity]

She paused when met with the stuttering small boy. Many different people had been accepted into this program, possibly trying to find the greatest range of results.

She was about to speak, but what he said threw her off. Friend? She didn't consider him anything like that. Associate maybe, friend no. Everyone here had not reached a personal level with her to be called that. Still, she wasn't rude.

"Tsukino, Hitomi Tsukino, it's a pleasure to meet you."

She paused once again before taking a bit of the chocolate he offered. Hitomi was curious how food worked in this world food was not necessary. She was aware there was a steady stream of vitamins and other necessary supplements being fed into them through a tube so food here wasn't necessary. It was more of a pleasure.

[oneiroidemos]

Exhausted | Prologue | Ichiro | OPEN

[shslstreetrat]

Ichiro watched with a small suspicious gleam in his eyes. He hardly trusted anyone nowadays save for his very close friends…and none of them were to be seen here so…it was natural to say he had his guards up.

He rose an eyebrow at their request, letting out a little huff before casting his gaze somewhere else…answering her question shortly.

"….Ichiro Matsumodo…"

That was it…not even a ‘nice to meet you.’ 

Well…I guess there was a reason he wasn’t SHSL Manners…

"…….This dream bullshit is weird as fuck…like…I’ve had a fuckton of dreams and I’VE never walked on walls in them…whatever…I’m only here to try and get rid of certain dreams…."

He muttered, running a hand through his hair with a little sigh. 

"…Whatever…"

[shsl-curiosity]

Well, if he was anything, it wasn't nice. She took a moment to process his attitude and behaviors. She wasn't used to dealing with someone so well mannered. 

"A majority of us don't remember our dreams. We spend more than 2 hours a night on average dreaming. 5843 days... and...11686 hours of chances of you walking up the wall... You probably only remember... 20 or so, am I right? Even then, the details are fuzzy. 

Another slight pause. She realized she probably wasn't helping their situation here. She couldn't help it at times though.

"Sorry... Right now, this is just a really basic dream set up. With luck, not only scientists will learn from this, but us as well. There is a theory that the brain dreams so we can make sense of the world and the past events..."

[oneiroidemos]

Word Bubbles? // Tsuda // Open

[romeotsuda]

It would be most interesting and it seemed as though this person seemed very interested in his lack of speech. They seemed to understand the project more than anyone.

[It is an interesting project. However I was hoping… to speak. Instead I got bubbles. Oh well. Nice to meet you. I am Romeo Tsuda.]

[shsl-curiosity]

A flash of concern and confusion crossed her face. He wanted to speak. There were other medical options. He could seek those out, right? But, this was a world of dreams and hope. 

"We only just got here... Maybe as things figure them out, you'll figure it out too."

[oneiroidemos]

Can Ghosts Dream? | Tsukasa | Prolouge | Open

[shslparanormalgirl]

She waved her hand around as she grinned at the researcher.

"Don’t worry about it! I understand!"

Tsukasa paused a bit before asking her a question.

"Oh yeah, you mind if I ask you something, Tomi-chan? Your title…do you research about anything? Or do you research one specific thing?"

[shsl-curiosity]

There was a small, friendly smile once again on her face. She was glad the other didn't mind but her nickname too just felt strange. She tried to push to the back of her mind for later. She would deal with that at a later time. Who knows, maybe she would get use to it. 

"Oh, I'm specialize in medical research but I have published several other articles in other fields. You said you were... a paranormal investigator yourself, right?"

[oneiroidemos]

Can Ghosts Dream? | Tsukasa | Prolouge | Open

[shslparanormalgirl]

Tsukasa was a bit taken aback when the researcher had called her “Miss Kishimoto”. It made her sound old! Like she was her mom or something…

She shook her head as a smile was on her face again as she hopped down from the wall.

"No need to call me ‘Miss Kishimoto’, just call me Tsukasa!"

The blue-haired girl nodded excitedly in agreement .

"Nice to meet you, Tomi-chan! I’m very excited about this place, I can walk on walls! I’m kind of not surprised something like this is real though, I mean, Hopes Peak is like…an important school or something, right? I mean, if the government is involved with a school, I’m sure they could be able to pull something like this off, right?"

[shsl-curiosity]

She blinked. Even her colleagues for years had been called by their last names and some title. Professor, doctor, etc. Professionalism was important to her. Her nick name was a tad confusing.It was far too personalized for her tastes.

"Oh, right, my apologizes. Formalities aside, it is still nice to meet you. I expected something like this to happen but I thought it was years in the future. I wasn't even aware it was capable in my lifetime. To be apart of something so new and the first of its kind, it is an experience I will never forget."

There was a spark of excitement in her eyes. Hitomi truly was happy and in love with this placed. Even if it wasn't her work, Hitomi acted like it was her child. 

[oneiroidemos]

Exhausted | Prologue | Ichiro | OPEN

Exhausted…That’s what he was…He was literally always exhausted…

Exhausted physically…

Exhausted mentally…

Exhausted with dealing with people…

Basically everything…Problem was he had a lot of trouble actually sleeping…Dreams were weird things…and a restless mind with plenty of hidden fears maybe perfect fodder for the fire of nightmares…so maybe with this sleep study bullshit…he could get over them and just…sleep…Like a normal human being.

But none of this really seemed normal…

Like people were walking on walls…That wasn’t normal…And then there was this robot…but the robot did say it was time to learn how to live inside a dream…So the small boy could only assume the norm here would be anything but.

He let out a small sigh, rubbing at the underside of his nose and casting glances to the side at all the other kids here with him…He never did good with other people…

So naturally this would go great.

He paused and stiffened up just a tad when he felt someone staring at him, greeting him in the way only he could.

"…………….."

"What. What do you want?"

Perfect.

[shsl-curiosity]

Her mind was foggy when she first woke up. Who she was, why she was here, where she was, even when it was were all slowly coming back to her. Even while the teacher spoke, she felt herself still not grasping the world around here. Despite that, the situation, the scene, everyone made her feel like a child in a candy shop. 

She glanced over at the other boy next to her once the introductions were made. Was he still waking up? Was it called that here even? Odd, waking up in a dream... Maybe it was understandable to be grumpy if things like this weren't your forte. 

"Introduction at least. Pardon if that a bit too much right now. Dreams have always been a phenomenon that has passed modern technology."

"...I'm Hitomi Tsukino though... Could I get your name?"

[oneiroidemos]

Can Ghosts Dream? | Tsukasa | Prolouge | Open

It was no surprise to any of her friends that she would do something like this. “Fearless” is a word you can describe Tsukasa Kishimoto, always curious and not afraid to explore the unknown. Which is what drew her to this project. 

Most of the explanation stuff went through one ear and out of the other for her as her attention had darted to the pods instead. While the process of being hooked up to the pod made her a bit nervous, she was still excited on what’s to come, and boy did they not disappoint her. 

"Woah!!"

She stared in awe at their “Teacher”. A robot! That’s so cool! A million questions raced through her head, ignoring some of the rules that imply liking the robot romantically. Who would flirt with a robot? That’s weird! He probably has a robot family or something! If someone were to do that, that would make you a…uh…what was it again? A home-wrecker! That’s it.

As soon as Anon had said “walk on walls” the tiny blue-haired girl had bolted away and immediately jumped on a wall. Just like he said, she was walking on the wall just fine.

"THIS…IS…SO….COOL!!"

Tsukasa shouted as she started running across the room on the walls. Wow, look at her go. You wouldn’t have thought someone that small could run as fast. She had suddenly screeched to a halt as she looked at you, although, she was kind of upside down at this point, her hand saluting you like a solider would to a general of some sort.

"Salutations! I’m Tsukasa Kishimoto, SHSL Paranormal Investigator! Nice to meet you!"

….Well this is certainly one way to greet someone.

[shsl-curiosity]

She couldn't help but to smile at the other girl's reaction. It was similar to her own. She had a bit of a shock. To be frank, she never thought this would go through. To see it work, only got her heart racing and her mind speeding. 

"Hello Miss Kishimoto, I am Hitomi Tsukino. I am a super high school level researcher."

"You're just as excited about this place as me then, right? I never thought in my wildest dreams they would be able to accomplish this. It is certainly quite amazing here! Even their AI."

[oneiroidemos]

Word Bubbles? // Tsuda // Open

Listening to everything that had happened, Tsuda felt a little disorientated by this world. He took a moment to get over the weirdness of the world and listened to their teacher with the unfortunate name. He walked away as soon as it was over and opened his mouth to speak.

Nothing.

So even in the dream world, he had no voice. He sighed and realized he had no board. How was he supposed to talk to others?! He frowned deeply and sighed again. Maybe he would have to find someone who knew sign language.

He turned around to see someone and awkwardly signed ‘hello’, only for bubbles to form the word ‘Hello’ in front of him. Oh hey that was cool. Continuing to sign, more bubbles formed the words he signed.

[Well this is interesting! Hello there. I am Romeo Tsuda. I’m mute as you can probably tell but it seems like these… bubbles have me covered.]

[shsl-curiosity]

A mute? Oh, this experiment was certainly getting interesting. The group of kids they had picked out had a wide range. It would certainly make for good results. If this went well, she was convinced there would be a handful of more groups going through this program.

"Greetings. This program is really exceeded its time then."

She leaned in and examined the boy. Personal space was something she commonly ignored and this world only made her poke her nose in more places. She wanted to turn up everything to see and understand this world. 

[oneiroidemos]

Hitomi || Dreaming of Prologues || Open

She knew about the program far before the school advertised it constantly. Hitomi, the ever curious researcher, nearly worked side by side with the research lab. Hesitant at first, eventually she had signed up for it. Many of her colleagues were behind it and she wasn’t surprised to see it. All her uneasiness seemed to fade though once she woke up in this strange world. The very blocky world and the AI program gave her some sense of reality.

"Oh… the program works just as said. I’m honestly surprised but technology has advanced quite a lot. No wonder Hope Peak was so keen on getting students into it."

She announced after the teacher stopped talking. 

"Regardless, my greetings to everyone. I’m Hitomi Tsukino, super high school researcher. Don’t let my title fool you, I am not behind this program so I don’t know many facts about it… Though, I would like to make your acquaintance."

"I should probably explore the boundaries of this place too.. Any volunteers to come along?"

[flirtykomaeda-deactivated201411]

He couldnt lie to her. He had no idea if he was oging to leave again. His life was such a gamble that even he didnt know how it would turn out now…The fact she was asking something to simple made it so much more harder for him to be able to commit to it…

He squeezed her gently…and pressed her face up a bit despite how she was feeling right now…He couldnt dare to see her so scared she was actually like this…After a moment of letting her rest…he lifted her chin and couldnt help but smile and blush more vividly now to her own rested face. 

"…Of course. I will not abandon you Hitomi…I do not hope…I know" …And in a single second he slipped a kiss right onto her own lips this time. Their first official kiss that he actually meant for her to…need and want. 

[shsl-curiosity]

Hitomi was never the romantic type. She tried her hardest to stick to number and graphs. It was a field she understood well. Romance was far from that field. She was capable of explaining her emotions even through levels of neurotransmitters and psychological theories. She could hold the human brain in her hand, point to the plausible cause, and explain it to you. Love was neither explanatory nor tangible for her though. The reason why she found herself  crying over losing someone has simple as Komeada didn't make sense to her at all. 

Her eyes looked up at him as his lips touched hers. She could feel her own heart pause for a moment before going back into rhythm. It was like the whole world had lost its sense and stopped, only coming spirally back moments later. All of her relationships so far only felt like scientific exploration, data on a chart. Yet, she could feel the physiological effects of having Komeada here. 

It was the first time he had actually kissed her like that and when it stopped, her tears feel even more. Why did he have to do that? The closer she got to him, the harder it was going to be when he left, wasn't it? Regardless of her desire to draw away in fear, she latched onto him. "Th-thank you," she muttered into his ear through sobs. "I... I think I love you."

[flirtykomaeda-deactivated201411]

…His hands softly begun to embrace her as he was slightly leaning against the wall now…holding her there with her just so close made it hard to stand but he did not want to stop her now…Not now or ever

"…I…I should have…seeing you like this…I…Trash like me should not have…caused something so horrendous than…give you a bad day…no less this…"…He shook his head but…he knew he couldnt save a minute of his life to cheering her up…he would have to do it now more than ever. "…"…He even gave her a slight smile as his hand curved below her chin slightly…lifting her gaze to his smiling visage now. "…Comon now Hitomi…The scientist girl I know should be scolding me…" 

[shsl-curiosity]

He could see the tears in her eyes now when she looked up at him. The smile, his heart beat, his warmth. She missed all of it so much. She was shaking bit as she tried to hold back the tears. She quickly wiped the tears that were forming away though. 

"I'm glad to see your self-confidence hasn't changed at all," she said and gave him a small kiss on the cheek. She shook her head slightly. "One man's trash is another man's treasure."

She let out another soft sigh and put her head underneath his chin. She wanted to just take in the rest of him that was there. She wanted to hold onto the realness of this scene and make sure that he was there this time. "Please don't leave me again... Please don't abandon me... Ok?"

[flirtykomaeda-deactivated201411]

"…Why…W-Why did you start getting depressed Hitomi…"…He had to pause in his thinking and his worry of her for this…He could not possibly fathom why she would actually seriously be affected by his actions…and his appearance or his…of course shoddy impact on her life actually having an ounce of amount of importance on her? 

…Then again he couldnt help but pause as she actually rested herslef on his chest…his hand slowly detaching away from hers only to wrap one arm around her softly and slow firmness on her now. He could not mention why he was away…no not yet…It was not time for him. It was her…her safety was his priority now. 

[shsl-curiosity]

Her dependence on him was silly. She smart and talented and strong, yet she became so quickly addicted to his presence that it had wounded her so deeply. It wasn't just any ordinary person leaving, it was him. 

"I've told you how few friends I have, correct?" she said into his chest. "I'm not good with variables, Komaeda... Your disappearance was the greatest variable I couldn't change. I felt abandoned... Heh, and you weren't even dying like everyone else usually are."

She grabbed onto his shirt, not moving her head from his chest. But she could feel the tears starting to gather in the corners of her eyes. She put up a wall for a reason. She put a wall so she couldn't get hurt. She detached herself from her parents', lowering the expectation of warmth and care. She separated herself from personal bonds at work. She refused to accept friendships because she knew eventually she would be left alone. The only constant in her life was work. She trusted that more than anything. She planned to die for it. 

[flirtykomaeda-deactivated201411]

"…Thank you Hitomi…" Komaeda paused as Hitomi started to get up…Only for his hand to move to her forearm…and then slowly descended down right to her hand…Touching it lightly as if he actually pressed too much, she would crack…But then in an instinctual push he pulled it tightly and pulled her close…

His voice right above her hair as she was now right in front of his chest…A low and apologetic voice following. “…Hitomi…what has happened since I’ve left…I…You look so tired and neglecting yourself like this…? I…I know I cannot ask for forgiveness after losing your trust twice but…Please tell me how I can help you right now…” 

[shsl-curiosity]

She was caught off guard when he pulled her against him. All the touching and affection almost felt foreign to her. No one really behaved that way to her. It was quite odd. Komaeda had been one of the few people, who from the start, decided to act unprofessional around her. When he left, she missed that about him.

She sighed and leaned her head against his chest. She didn't speak for a moment, listening to his heart beat instead. After a moment, she did speak up. "It is what it looks like... After you disappeared, I started getting really depressed... I've seen studies that said distracting yourself helps with your depression... Well, I just put all my energy possible into my work..."

She didn't want to mention all the times her co-workers had to wake her up, or take her to the hospital because she couldn't wake up. She didn't exactly want to mention either how her appetite decreased drastically to the point where she only ate when she felt pain. Or how she learned to get away with only a couple hours of sleep. Her actions had been screaming suicide but she never could admit that or see it even. 

[despairfulart]

It’s time to get creative! Put down those math books and calculators, and pick up a paint brush! It’s time to go on a field trip. 

You, and 15 other students were lucky enough to take part on Hope Peak’s annual field trip. This time around it’s to an art museum. The museum is said to contain dozens of art pieces by students who once went to Hope Peak but now have graduated. The museum encompasses plenty of different art work from both the heart stopping sculptures to paintings that will just take your breath away. 

[despairfulart]

This is a dangan ronpa oc group that takes in an amazing art museum. We’re currently accepting applications for characters, mods, and artist until April 28th. 

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[flirtykomaeda-deactivated201411]

[just going to do go with all] Costume Box

Maid

To seduce your muse

"…Long time no see my dear…"

[flirtykomaeda-deactivated201411]

"Why dont you join me then Hitomi-san? It would…be very nice to catch up with you in the kitchen at least…"…He hesitated slightly as his hands went over to her shoulders…before placing them firmly and looked dwon at her with a little blush himself

[shsl-curiosity]

"Ah, um, sure! I suppose there's nothing much for me to do with you invading my house," she said. She let a small laugh escape her lips. She really missed him. It still stung a bit, even if she pretended it didn't.