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Kill or be killed|Muwata|Monobear Theatre Reaction+(ab)norm days combo!!!!!|ATTN: Amberly

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Gently shutting her eyes as soon as Muwata was done speaking, she flitted them back open, scratched her cheek, and frowned. Something about her speech felt trivializing in a sense. She knew the difference between sincere, direct, serious… Almost everything. She couldn’t quite tell what now was, though. Ignoring it, she shakily lent her hand out.

"«It’s a pleasure to meet you.» Muwata Yukimura… Pretty name. My name is Amberly Lonlonsie. I am a… Sci-Fi Novelist. ‘Execution was very frightening. I… Payed attention to most part, except end. You saw end?"

Looking up to make direct eye contact, she slightly tried recovering from her awkward speech by forcing a small smile. Maybe then Muwata would take her hand, trust her, and in turn, recieve trust from Amberly herself.

#ic #sorry this took awhile #rough week #amberly #muwata

Muwata looked at Amberly's hand for a moment. Was this a normal gesture for introduction? Why of course it was, Muwata. You silly girl. Then again. Muwata was strange herself. She didn't speak to people first normally and she didn't try to make friends like the others. She just....expected things to happen. Yup. Some person she was. She took the hand and shook it, nodding quietly before she responded vocally. She then moved her hand off Amberly's before speaking as well. Muwata sure is strange.

"American? ....Nice name, regardless. Your hair is pretty too."

Well, it was a start, at least. Better than something too invasive.

"Yeah, it was pretty bad. I didn't like the smell of the blood. Or the noises. It was too noisy. Too noisy and disruptive."

She nodded before nudging her head to get Amberly to follow her.

"But the bear just wants us to fear. To be weak so he can squeeze the life out of us. If we show him our human sides, that's when he wins. That's when the scum of the Earth win....yes...." What the hell, Muwata?

Law of Motion || Ayame || Monobear Theater;Execution [Open]

Enjoy..? Just what was this man thinking— saying, even! How could she just enjoy the sight of someone being murdered in front of her own very eyes— In front of everybody here. Sure, she had stayed quiet the entire time but as soon as the first shot rung she covered her mouth and flinched— Scared of what would happen next.

All the events that had just occurred had gotten so vivid, so capricious. Ayame was scared, knees shaking and heart pounding. It was the right thing, though.. Yes? Arthur, or rather— Ryo murdered someone. It was a mistake, granted, but it was still murder. Justice had to be served, right? But, it was a mistake- Surely.. It..

Everything clouded in her head, she became so confused and frightened; just what was she supposed to do with this situation? No amount of science would distract her mind and absolutely no way was there going to be interacting with people.

….

#ic #sorry this is short #I'm so tired b ut Ayame thoooo

Muwata wasn't particularly interested in talking to people she didn't know. Still, she knew that she had to try. After all, how else would she survive other than making friends? It only made sense, right? In this situation, survival in numbers was probably some kind of thing that helped all involved. Still, she sighed. It seemed as though she was the only calm one in this situation, huh? But, it was to be expected. After all, even she wasn't truly calm. Someone had been murdered and that honestly sucked a lot. At least it wasn't her. She should be grateful, right?

"Hey blue-hair: You look sick or something. Need some ibuprofen maybe?"

There was a serious expression given when she made the stupid comment. Though, could you blame her?

Kill or be killed|Muwata|Monobear Theatre Reaction+(ab)norm days combo!!!!!|ATTN: Amberly

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She didn’t want to pay much mind to the execution; though as much as she didn’t want to, she had to. Though this all was so frighteningly terrible, in the end, it was in fact interesting. Plus, as a writer, wouldn’t it be common sense to observe her surroundings at every time? Nearly covering her entire face at the end, she leaned against her podium and squeaked. This wasn’t good… This wasn’t good at all.

Before even knowing it and tuning out the last seconds of that madness, her attention was caught by a girl she hadn’t payed too much notice to before. Removing her hands and looking up at her like a desperate, lost puppy, she rubbed her right glasses’ lens with a strand of her hair, regained her composure, and nodded at the strange ‘request’… If she could even call it that.

"Ah… Right. Can spend some time. D-Do… Do know not. I come with you, but… You name first?"

Looking at the girl’s hands rather than her face, she tried studying her body movement and behavior to make sure this wasn’t a trick or something that could potentially put herself in danger.

#ooc #I haven't forgotten about you guys

Muwata stared at the blonde for a moment. The way she worded things was odd. Why was she talking like that, exactly? Did she have some sort of a speech inpediment? Did she need to find a hospital in the future? What was her deal, really? Someone just died, Muwata.... At least pretend you give a crap. Geez.

"Oh: I suppose you might need that, hmm? My name is Muwata Yukimura. I'm a Saxophone player. But I guess it isn't important. What is your name, girl? I take it you didn't take the execution very well..."

Of course she didn't, Muwata. Even you didn't take it 'well'. A guy was gunned down right in front of you!!!! Nice....

"...As is normal for a regular high school student. Of course. I can't say that warmed my heart either...."

For someone who is mentally judging poor Amberly on her speech, Muwata certainly wasn't much better off herself....

#ic #cl2 #muwata #amberly

To those I'm threading with: I'm at the gym but will reply to things after!

#ooc #reminder to self and others

Chapter 2 threads-

Minori Ayame Amber Private: Repair man man man man….Makoto (?) Lucy-Anne

#ic #(ab)normal days #amberly #muwata

Kill or be killed|Muwata|Monobear Theatre Reaction+(ab)norm days combo!!!!!|ATTN: Amberly

The Saxophone Player closed her eyes when the execution came to a close. She knew what was coming, for she saw westerns before: gunshots and lots of them. While she didn’t like to see people die, there was one thing she couldn’t stand even more. Loud noises, to be precise. And, if you wished to be specific? The noise of a gun being fired. During her time at her old school, Muwata would have to walk through an old, rundown neighborhood in order to make it to her own humble abode. Her home wasn’t in a rundown place, but, simply put, she didn’t wish to feel protected like the ‘pretty little weirdo princess’ that her old school made her out to be. bang bang bang bang She could hear it over and over in her head. She hated gunshots. She hated seeing people bleed from the wounds. Could she smell blood from here? Probably not, but she felt like she could. The blood was everywhere when she looked again. The boy was dead. The liar was dead. He was a liar, right? And so then, as a liar, he deserved punishment? But wait….this wasn’t a ‘punishment’. This was a fucking ‘fatality’ for sure. There was no other word for it. Just as Muwata was about to leave, she noticed a random girl with blonde hair. Hmm, she could use company, right? Offering a loud ‘ahem’ in front of the girl, Muwata sent her gaze at the girl before speaking.

"I…don’t know you and this may hardly be the time, but will you follow me tothe kitchen? I would appreciate…company and you don’t look particularly annoying."

Wow, Muwata. Learn how to make friends, seriously….

Nicknames? Apparently...|Muwata|Trial 1|Re: Rika, Arthur, Yuuki

Muwata sighed at the group of ignorant idiots. Did some of them not hear her? She confirmed that the gun killed the stupid pizza guy. Wasn’t that enough? Sighing, the Sax player walked from her podium, empty gun raised to the ceiling. As she walked to Rika, Muwata pulled out her Kazoo to play the first few seconds of this song so that maybe she could catch the attention of others. Perhaps this time, more would listen. When she handed the gun to Rika, Muwata stopped playing. She then, mouth still holding Kazoo, walked back to her podium to speak.

"Hey you: Hoodie. You sure you’re not just accusing guns over there because you feel like it? I mean, more than one person can own a gun here."

Her words sounded weird with the kazoo in her mouth. Once she took it out though, her voice sounded much easier to understand.

"…Don’t get me wrong, guns. You seem suspicious I guess, but I don’t want to accuse you without definite proof. A gun is like a kazoo: technically anyone can own one. If monobear was truthful about the gun not belonging to the armory, that’s one thing, but without proof…I don’t feel right accusing someone outright. Even I have rules…I guess."

Wow Muwata. That was….surprisingly nice of you, Muwata. She then turned to Yuuki and sighed.

"Think logically: For example, do you know everyone’s talent in this room? Perhaps more than one deals with guns. Or perhaps one has a gun for safekeeping. Running your mouth like that without more proof is….unsatisfactory."

#ic #trial 1

Bang Bang|Muwata|Trial 1|re: Koemi, Alexei whomever

It took Muwata some time to recover after going wildly throughout the courtyard. A leaf here and some dirt there stuck out in various places in her hair. While most people would mind, Muwata Yukimura literally gave no fucks about how messy she appeared. Still, she washed up with Koemi a little before going to the trial room. As Monokuma explained the rules, the Saxophone player merely rolled her eyes in retort. Yeah yeah, whatever: Didn’t he explain killing and trial things before? Even if he hadn’t, she was just…too bored to listen to him like a civilized adult. Incredible. When she stood at her podium, Muwata frowned hard at Alexei. She then picked up the leaf out of her hair and blew it towards him. This probably had no effect, but whatever: She was bored.

"…Look out everyone: We’ve got a badass over here…"

Did she just say that in a monotone voice? Whatever the case, Muwata pulled a gun out of…her bra and waved it into the air without a care. She then set it down and shrugged.

"Upon closer inspection of the Armory, Koemi-chi and I found that the bullet at the scene of the crime went with this gun. I think it’s obvious how he died. But the problem is, who did it? We need hard evidence."

She turned to Alexei and sighed. Although this person she didn’t know meant well, his comment was ignorant. And he was probably ignorant. But whatever. At least she wasn’t being TOO mean right now.

"If one of you don’t bring up something concrete, you may suffer for it. Or I could. And well, if I die at random because of one of you, I’ll probably haunt you or something."

Thanks Muwata. Thanks

"Does anyone have more evidence? I will say that, if you searched the courtyard, the mess is my fault. I will explain if you ask, I guess."

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Muwata goes into the courtyard, gets on her hands and knees and basically tosses every plant in a pot on the ground. But not before shaking each pot a little before she tosses each one haphazardly. Great Muwata: You've made a mess. She proceeds to tap and examine each wall, structure, ect, ect in the room mentioned. Koemi is probably frowning.

Muwata soon finds herself covered in dirt and without any evidence. Koemi, undoubtedly, disapproves.

#ic #investigation 1 #(ab)normal days

Muwata is taking the PT 1911 AR gun, nice.

ITEM GET: [empty] PT 1911 AR

#ic #investigation 1 #(ab)normal days

Muwata is going with Koemi to take all the guns if any in the armory room and search it thoroughly. Search the guns to make sure every bullet is in the magazines. If She/they examined the bullets with the shell they found on the ground, would they find a match? If Muwata sniffed the pellet from the ground and sniffed the shells from the guns, would they find a match? Additionally, Koemi likely smacks Muwata's nose away from 'sniffing' evidence.

While they examine all the guns in the armory along with the shell in the armory…seems like you found a match! It’s a PT 1911 AR gun, that matches exactly the bullet shell - it’s also the one that’s tilted, jackpot! Also no, Muwata, don’t smell the guns. No, what are you doing?

Good job, Koemi.

"Can I take his hat." She looks completely serious. Muwata, wtf.

No. :^) (hitoshi voice) get ur fucking hadns off of me u plebian

So tell me. Is the back of his head or neck bleeding? Because that's a lot of blood behind him. Give me specifics please. I'm no doctor.

Bleeding comes from the chest and throat. It’s actually from the fact that he was attacked with an specific thing…that’s why all the blood, really - there, got yourself an answer.

If no one has taken this body's cardkey and it is on him, Muwata will probably take it. But not before playing a very annoying rendition of 'eye of the tiger' on her kazoo for monokuma. Nice.

Goodbye, keycard. No one will miss you, keycard! Buh-bye! Bye! Thanks Muwata, thanks! Thanks for the EYe Of the Tiger, Muwata!

Muwata literally begins to get on the floor, tap on the floor and feel for any blood, trails, weapons and heck whatever else. Does she find anything? Would she notice any trails leading away from the body?

You DO find something next to Hitoshi’s body, there you find…a bullet shell! It’s very hidden, though - like, right behind Hitoshi’s body…how weird is that?! Upon further inspection, it seems to match up with the wound in Hitoshi’s body.

#ic #(ab)normal days