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my nyas? | aona | trial 5.3 | re: ryuunosuke, yuuichirou

Hopeless. It was ridiculously hopeless.

Of course, Aona was doing her best to restrain herself here… no matter how much she wanted to blow up and punch someone in the face. They had so much against her, arguing just wouldn’t get her anywhere… probably.

“You really think I’m a queen…? Awww, that’s so cute, eheeeee… because I totally am.”

Is… that all she got out of that entire retort? Apparently it was. She stood there for a second, shaking her head, and then looking up glare daggers at everyone individually.

“Sillies! You don’t need a lot of money to run a murder game when someone else is employing you to run it! Of course, I’m not being payed in money, though. I’m getting paid in fun times!”

(THERE IT IS!!!!!)

She grinned, laughing to herself, and leaning over her podium.

“To be honest– you’re all so pesky, eugh!! I wouldn’t have run this fun party time if I knew you would all be this annoying… actually, maybe I still would have! I don’t really knooow… it’s already happened, right? Can’t change the past! It’s too bad you found me, though. I guess memes were my real downfall here! Damn you Pepe…”

She shakes her fist in the air. Damn you Pepe.

“Oh, and… by the way. Those coded journals you found were supposed to spell my name, but y'knoooow! Guess you missed out on that. Git gud, my dudes. …But guess it’s also good cause you didn’t know it was me! That would have been too easy.”

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leave her olone!!!!!!!!!!!!!! | aona | trial 5.2 | re: yuu, kazuki

Well. This didn’t seem to be looking good for Aona. At this rate… they’d convict her of being the mastermind! And that wouldn’t be good, now would it?

With a serious face, she nods her head thoughtfully at everything said by everyone before speaking again.

“Well! Okay. First of all– I’m not the only one here who likes bunnies, just for the record. That guy’s wearing a bunny shirt!”

She points to Yuu. There it is!!!

“This place is, like, a bunny lover club™! Second, they were all rare pepes on the cranes, aaaaaaand I don’t know how to fold origami!! How could I plant them? How the heck… also, like, who doesn’t like memes? I can’t be the only meme fan here, my dudes. In fact, that Saxophone girl even said that pepe was her god at one point! And third of… all… I didn’t even know my family brand stuff was here, it’s a super popular brand, you know?”

Hmmmmmmmm. She then does an akanbe, just like she did during the second trial. Does she ever learn.

“But I guess if you wanna convict me, go ahead. Live your life. Do whatever. But are you really sure? Are you really, really, really… really…. really…. really sure? Really? Reeeeeeeeeaaaaaaally?”

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>:0 !!!!! | aona | trial 5.1 | re: ryuunosuke

Oof. That was a lot of dirt on her, wasn’t it? Things weren’t looking good for her now– but she learned her lesson. She wasn’t going to lose her cool over this… or… she would try, at least. Things would be fiiiiiiine.

“Whoa! I really look like the bad guy here!”

She shrugged, shaking her head condescendingly. A small smirk crossed her face for a brief moment, and then disappeared.

W-was that all she was going to say? 

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first brass knuckles knife gun now this... | aona | chapter 5 | open

Her first course of action was to take money from that coin bag again, and then grab some more mystery items from the Monomachine! There was something so fun about gachas, really, maybe it was the feeling of not knowing what you were going to get!

So, she put her first coin in, and…

#051 Muwata Dakimakura: It’s a pillow with an image of one of your classmates on it! It’s Muwata wearing…very little with a saxophone covering her entire front. Squeezing the pillow plays a small audio clip of the saxophone solo from “Talk Dirty To Me”.

Okay, she takes that back. Gachas suck. Fuck you, gachas. Take this back, she sure as heck doesn’t want it anywhere near her at all. Kicking that to the side– image side down– she inserts the other two coins. Hopefully, there would be no body pillows involved this time around…

#052 Wrench: Hit things with it! Hit other things with it! Hit yourself with it! If you’re still having problems, try turning it off and on again.

#016 Tennis Shoes: WHAT ARE THOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSE?! They’re… actually some pretty plain black ‘n white tennis shoes. Twenty seven centimeters, pretty sturdy. Just be careful not to leave the laces untied!

The wrench was kind of useless but… TENNIS SHOES!! This was good. Well, until she realized they weren’t the right size. There went those. This was yet another useless haul. Surprise, surprise.

She looked down at the pillow. Should she take this with her, she wondered… it would be a good joke to give to Muwata… but on the other hand… it was pretty painful to even look at for more than a few seconds.

“Hmmmmm… what a predicament, isn’t it, Pillow-chan?”

What a predicament indeed.

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yikes!! | aona | trial 4.2 | re: everyone

There was some serious arguing going on here, wasn’t there? She had nothing to contribute really, but didn’t quite know who to vote for– so her hand just ended up hitting a random button. Nice.

She drummed her fingers on her podium. And then there was– a confession?! Maybe? What was happening. Confusion.

“Yikes.”

That was all she could say, as she said it out loud. Thanks.

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What's going on??? Aona wonders quietly to herself, as she randomly punches in Muwata and Rue for her votes.

You can’t vote a kid who’s been dead for longer than a chapter, you silly. Only the vote for Muwata will count.

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usefulness levels: -10 | aona | trial 4.1 | re: koma, yuu, iwao

“Hmm?”

She had just been listening for the time being, her eyes darting back and forth as people spoke– she hadn’t really cared much to investigate, unfortunately. And if she had… well, did you think she would actually tryto be helpful?

“Oh! Isn’t Yagami the guy from that anime? You know… that anime! Isn’t it called, like, Death Book or something? It has the book where you, like, make the death happen when you write in it! You guys know what I’m talking about! I can’t believe we’ve been graced by the presence of a real anime character!! What a time to be alive.”

…

It’s not like she was going to be useful this time, anyways. What did you expect?

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Aona's ready to test out this hecker, "Hi! Hello!! So! Uh, is there anyone here?"

There’s static. Lots of static. And then, you hear a voice.

LA: “This is a member of Levi’s Army. Please state your name and location.”

Keep reading

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Can Aona play All Star by Smash Mouth on the radio? Pls.

someBODY ONCE TOLD ME

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notto disu shitto agen | aona | trial 3.2 | re: meihua, vera

She couldn’t believe that people were suspecting her like this…! Though, as much as she’d like to mess around some more– she decided it would probably benefit everyone if she didn’t.

With a big, exaggerated shrug, she began to speak in a serious tone.

“Oh, but… doesn’t that mean you could be lying about where you were then, shortcake? You’re not being very convincing right now, and I can solemnly swear–” She winks. “That I don’t wear makeup on a regular basis, I’m cute enough already, ehe!”

Hopefully that would… lift some suspicion.

“As for the murder weapon, I agree that it was probably the door– unless someone found something else!! I searched the entire cave– minus any locked rooms– and found virtually nothing besides that blood trail in the kitchen!”

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i'm too lazy to edit more sprites AAAAA | aona | trial 3.1 | re: monobear, ryuunosuke

Aona was standing at her podium with her normal sense of excitedness, though, maybe it was a little less than usual. Her eyes darted across the room at others as they spoke… she hadn’t really found much, honestly, and her room search proved to be very unsuccessful.

When Ryuunosuke pointed at her, she couldn’t help but feel confused. What, did he think she was involved in this? Surely, she wouldn’t do anything to hurt Rue!

“Well… I don’t wear concealer, uhuhuhu. So you can count me out of that one, or whatever.”

She said, waving him off. She wasn’t going to let people accuse her of a crime she didn’t commit again. She then went back onto observing without a word.

But, when Monobear spoke, she then jumped up at the chance to recite memes aloud. Look, memes were important to her, okay.

“Hey! Kuma-kun! Canadian syllabics fi, open parentheses, space, canadian syllabics waa, space, close parentheses, canadian syllabics fo!”

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

Wow, thanks.

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senpai can't notice you because she's dead | aona | re: body

She had been so strong when it had come to looking at the dead bodies so far… but she just felt so utterly… disgusted now to look at the now dead Rue sitting there on the ground. Aona just stood in front of her, looking down at the body… and frowning for a while. Of course, they never really met… but! Aona thought Rue was really cool!! She was, like, her senpai!

–

After a moment, she finally started moving again. She went to her room, grabbed the white roses from the Monomachine, and set them down next to Rue. Before doing that, though, she took the bow on them, and put it in her hair.

“AAAAAAAAAAA!”

AAAAAAA?!

“I’m so sorry, Kuroki-senpai! I’ll find your killer, and I’ll make sure they get their comeuppance!!”

She then turned, and marched off confidently in the other direction. Well. This could only end badly, couldn’t it?

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put that thing back where it came from or so help me | aona | motive reaction | open

Eugh. Of course. And she had just gotten used to not wearing these ugly things around her neck! Why this.

Well. She’d have to talk her mind, wouldn’t she? That’s just what she’d do!

“Hahahah! Yikes, dude! This isn’t very cool. Mostly because I have to wear this ugly thing around all the time, uuuugh! Man! I wish someone’d kill someone now or ASAP so I don’t have to deaaaaal with this, ehehe~!”

(Please punch her… please punch her.)

“Ah, but I am kind of scared that someone who’s getting killed will be meeeee… but then again, who’d kill someone this cute, cool, and talented? Am I right, or am I right? Ahahahaha??”

Honestly, she wasn’t even trying to talk to anyone at this point– just getting her thoughts out there because she had… well, really no other option.

All she could think about really was when this was going to end, and if it would be her. Hopefully… hopefully she wouldn’t be the next victim of a murder!

[transgenderer]

are you from tennis shoes? cuz ur the only ten I shoes

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i feel the earth move | aona | chapter 3 | open

[ultimateenkasinger]

Rue wanted to try the machine. She had to do something with her excuse of a money. Aona was already there, Rue… Had no idea what to think of her. She admired her efforts, even though they ended badly, to put it mildly. She didn’t think Aona and Yuki knew things could end the way they did.

Was she holding roses? Rue missed those. She hadn’t seem roses in a while, exception in her kimono and ascessories.  Would be Aona too offended if Rue were to ask one?

“Excuse-me, but would you mind me doing a favor?”

[shsldeuce]

Aona turned to meet the gaze of the other girl, and as she did, she could feel her heart skip a beat. It was Rue! She had embarrassed herself at the trial in front of a real celebrity. And now she was asking for... a favor? From her?! No way! This was like a dream...

She fumbled with the things in her hands, and watched as they fell to the ground. God, she was a wreck.

“Kuroki-s-senpai...!”

This was so uncharacteristic.

“I m-mean-- I really like y-your-- I mean, my grandparents like your... because I live with them and all and I just listen to it a lot, I, uhh... not that enka isn’t cool or anything-- it’s really cool!”

She thought about saying ‘I’ll do anything for you!’ but that’s a little weird.

“Favor? What'cha need?”

Her eyes lit up. This was so surreal.

[shsldeuce]

do it for him

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i feel the earth move | aona | chapter 3 | open

It hurt her to watch Sachi. By the time it was over, she realized that she had dug her nails into her palms, and that her heart beat had become irregular. Deep breaths… deep breaths… she left the courtroom still trying to keep as straight of a face as she could, and immediately retreated to her room for the night. Was she going to be okay? Probably.

–

The next morning, she was a little curious to check out the new areas– but first… she’d have to cash in the Monocoins she had gotten during investigating, plus another she had grabbed from the bag earlier, too. 

She walked over cautiously, but holding her chest high. Of course, she was a little nervous about the death threats, but that wouldn’t stop her from doing what she needed to do! No way!

As she approached the machine, she inserted the coins in one by one until she was left with 4 different items in front of her.

#013 Old Worn Photo

Featuring two boys at about twelve years old, both with dark hair and one with glasses. Wait… why’s the other one’s face crossed out in black sharpie? I’m not making the fucking look at this photograph joke again.

#009 Music Folder A folder full of sheet music for an ensemble. It all seems to be the same music for a piece titled “The Lost Lady Found.” With the wide diversity of instruments included that can play it, if you play a non-string instrument it seems as if you too could learn the song! …With practice.

#107 Instructional Line Dancing Video

For all your wild parties! Comes with Todo Todo, Chili Chili Cha Cha, Papaya Cha Cha, and more!

#087 Rose Bouquet

A bouquet of fresh white roses, tied by brand new white satin ribbon. How is it still fresh is anyone’s guess.

(Okay, for the record, I read ‘Worn Photograph’ as 'Worm Photograph’ and I kind of died a little inside.)

All of this was… completely useless. Great! Greeeeat! What was she going to do with a weird picture, music stuff, a dancing video, and flowers? She shook her head. Maybe she’d tie her hair back with the ribbon… it was kind of… cute. Sort of.

“Well, this was a wasted effort.”

She held the flowers in one arm, and held the others in her hand. What to do, what to do.