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@shslglassharpist
Empaths, you are advised to cry, and cry often. It is a means of catharsis, purification. The negative energy belongs to the void, not you. It is no sense being an observer and an absorber of the earths collective pollutant energy if you do not release it, transforming it. It is not yours to keep, you must release it into the cosmos, as compassionate energy, not the pollutant that it once was.
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But For Me, the Time Has Stopped | Tso Epilogue
âTheyâre waking up!â
Everyone was buzzing with the news - some of the students who had inexplicably fallen into comas 6 long months ago were starting to wake up. As soon as the words fell upon Suyin Tsoâs ears, she froze momentarily before letting the chopsticks fall from her grasp, clattering to the table. She nearly tripped over her own feet trying to get out of the chair, but she caught her balance within two more stumbling steps and kept going, leaving her food right where it was. That could wait.
âHarueâŚ!â
How many long hours - no, days - had she spent at that window, wishing that she could hold their hand and hear their voice? How many tears had she shed while she watched over their unmoving body, how many prayers had she said in the hopes that it would make them stir? And now⌠finally, at long last⌠they were waking up. Her beloved Harue.
Her heart pounded against her ribcage, and she could hear the blood rushing by her ears. She couldnât suppress the hopeful grin spread across her face - but after all, why should she? Sheâd known this day was coming, sheâd known, even though their parents had started to give up hope.
She made her way as quickly as she could to the glass pane that had separated her from her cousin these past six months, pressing herself to the wall to let the bustling doctors, nurses, and scientists pass as needed. When the last door was in sight, she broke into a sprint, anxious to see them. In her mind, she rehearsed lines that she would use to convince the doctors to let her go back and physically be with them, even for just a moment. Surely, in this situation, theyâd let her through? After all, sheâd been here pretty much every day since she located them.
Suyin grasped the handle of the door and pulled it open, breathlessly running in. There was a sparkle in her eyes that hadnât been there for months, that had faded with Harueâs consciousness.
There it was, just ahead, that glass window pane she knew so well. 6 steps. 5 steps. 4. 3. She turned to look, her eyes seeking their face, their dark disheveled hair, their brown eyes open for the first time in six months.
â.... !â Suyin froze, a startled gasp escaping as her eyes locking on Harue.
Harue, lying in the bed, not moving.
Harue, whose eyes were shut.
Harue, who was passed by the doctors who were treating five of the students.
Five, but not Harue.
Within seconds, her vision of them blurred as tears filled her eyes and began cascading down her cheeks. It wasnât fair, it wasnât fair, it wasnât fair. Suyinâs legs gave out under her and she collapsed to the floor, sobbing, with one hand clutching the bottom of the window pane. She felt like she had been hit by a truck, and her shoulders shook as she cried. The disappointment she felt was indescribable.
The only one of the students that she cared about wasnât one of the ones who were sitting up, who were talking, who were conscious and moving. The only one she cared about was still all but dead.
---
It had been months since those five kids had woken up. At first, Suyin had spent almost every waking moment waiting by that glass window, looking in and hoping to catch a glimpse of Harueâs eyes flickering open, or their finger twitching⌠for anything. One of the kids, a tall boy in purple, had been asking around for her not long after waking up. Harueâs iPod⌠he said theyâd asked for her to have it. If they could ask for him to give it to her, then that meant there was still hope, right? But as time passed⌠as the days turned into weeks, she slowly migrated to visiting less - usually only once a day.
But less didnât mean she had given up.
[âŞâŞâŞ]
Suyin sighed, pressing her fingertips to the cool glass and letting her gaze wander from their face to the machines they were hooked up to. They were alive, thatâs what mattered. They were alive, and as long as that was true she wouldnât give up.
âI believe in you, Harue,â Suyin whispered, her voice barely audible. âPlease, just⌠keep fighting⌠I know youâll come back.â Swallowing, she quickly wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and looked down. No matter how long it took, no matter who else gave up, she would still be there, ready and waiting. The girl hesitated for a moment, then looked back at them, smiling sadly.
âIâll never give up on you.â
---
Another day, another night The world goes on, time goes by But for me the time has stopped, has stopped You're here by me, where you belong We laugh and kiss, our love is strong Another second, another minute of my dream...
The World Goes On | Tso | RE: Discussion
Tso had tried to learn about the crime scenes from Hyun Ae, but when they found themself in the courtroom again, with every podium filled, they just⌠locked up. Their hands shook and they couldnât make themself look up, couldnât speak up⌠couldnât do much of anything. They were useless once again.
But⌠The others⌠figured it out.
They wrapped their arms tightly across their chest, trying to block out everything that was happening. Being âdeadâ had been incredibly hard on them, and being thrown back into the trial environment was an impossible adjustment for them to make.Â
Finally, though, it was all over. They swallowed the lump in their throat when the AIs spoke. Let the others wake up, and have the possibility of waking upâŚ. with almost a guarantee of Icelus? Or⌠staying here forever.Â
Tsoâs eyes flickered up for the first time in the trial, to look over at Hyun Ae before finally speaking.
â⌠IâŚâ They swallowed again, taking a deep breath before trying to speak again. â⌠I think y-you shouldâŚ. go.â Tears pricked at their eyes as they thought of what was out there for them, what was out there and far beyond their reach.Â
They bit their lip, but then looked up at Hideaki and Logan, pleading. âB-but⌠Please, thereâs someone⌠If you s-see Suyin, she⌠she looks a-a lot l-like me. If you c-can find her, or my parents⌠t-tell them Iâm s-sorryâŚâ They paused, wiping at their eyes. âM-my ipod is in my p-pocket, give it⌠to Suyin. And pleaseâŚâ Their voice broke, and fell to be very quiet.Â
âT-tell her⌠Tell her I w-will miss her⌠a-and⌠to not give upâŚâ
With those words, Tso buried their face in their hands, trying to stop themself from crying. What would happen to them if this world was gone? Would it be like sleeping forever, without these dreams? Would they and the other dead kids be together? Or would it be⌠nothing?
The thought of that terrified them, but they knew that those who were alive had to go. The others had to wake up.
âIâm sorry, I triedâŚâ Suyin had to know ⌠If only they could have passed the message on themself.
The Stella Marisâ flagship of the prestigious Hopeâs Peak Academy. As part of a new program, the school has opted to invite a select group of students to a Semester at Sea on this luxurious cruise ship. And youâre one of the lucky few.
At least, you think you are. If this is supposed to be part of your school year, then where are the teachers? Where is everyone else? And why donât you remember boarding the ship? Come to think of it, youâre not sure where you are right now, or where youâre headedâŚ
Scream for help all you wantâ thereâs nothing but ocean around for miles and miles. Nobodyâs coming to save you. UpupupuâŚ.
Semester of Desolation is a new submission-based Dangan Ronpa RP set on a cruise ship, with a two-week schedule and an emphasis on exploration in order to uncover clues and secrets. Sediea, Yuro, Moo, and Hunter will be your mods for this round.Â
Applications will open on February 17th!
[About] | [FAQ] | [How to Play] | [Application]Â | [Rules]
Tso knife to see you again || Tso || Body Reaction (lmao)
"You definitely did, and you made an impact," Hyun-Aeâs thoughts flashed back to the tear-streaked faces of all their classmates. Tso really went far, they helped everyone they could pushing themselves to their limit and beyond⌠It was astounding.
She patted the top of their head, and gave them a gentler squeeze. She couldnât find the right words to say; okay that was total bullshit. Five came to mind, and no better time to say that than now:
"Iâm so proud of you."
Nikkiâs tears still fell as they kept hugging Tso. This would last until the glass harpist spoke, to which Nikki listened. They then heard what Hyun Ae said and nodded.
"As Hyun Ae said⌠Iâm proud of you as well⌠You did you very best and it did showâŚ"
They stroked gently Tsoâs cheek, to remove the tears, and the astrologer then smiled to the glass harpist.
Tso's eyes widened in surprise, sniffling still. Proud.... Hyun Ae and Nikki were proud of them...? They'd... not had people be proud of them very much at all. They slowly lifted their head from Nikki's shoulder when the much taller student wiped their cheek dry.Â
They took a shaky breath, trying to will themself to stop crying - how bizarre, trying to stop crying in a situation like this - and... function. Was function even the right word?Â
Uneasily, they glanced at Nikki's pink-splattered throat and quickly looked away, rubbing their own throat with a pained expression. "I-I..." Well, that meant that that still worked, huh? It was cruel... "Um... Where.... are we?" They looked questioningly at Nikki briefly, then at Hyun Ae, hoping one of them could answer.Â
((Ok it's scribbly as crap and technically late hahaha but! I finally drew that picture of Tso and Suyin that I've been wanting to draw like, forever. Happy year of the sheep!
Also what are hands I hate hands.))
Tso knife to see you again || Tso || Body Reaction (lmao)
"Youâre still alive, I promise you thatâŚ"
But even Hyun-Ae knew her word wouldnât be enough. She carefully tightened her embrace and made sure that Tsoâs ear was pressed to her chest. Everyone here was comatose; they werenât dead⌠They may as well be, but they arenât. Thatâs what mattered.
"What do you hear?"
**INSERT NIKKI POST**
Tso's breath caught in their throat as Hyun Ae shifted so that their ear was against her chest, a very slight tinge of color touching their tear-streaked cheeks.Â
Tha-thump. Tha-thump.Â
"..." they were quiet for a moment, taking a shaky breath. "Y-your... heartbeat..." It was surreal, hearing the heart beat of someone who was supposed to be dead.
Before they could say anything, though, they heard someone say their name. They couldn't quite place the voice, so they pulled away from Hyun Ae a little to turn around, but then there were arms around them, very long arms. Jolts of pain shot through their body at the sudden motion, but after the initial hit faded, they realized that this was Nikki. It had been so long since they'd heard the astrologer's voice...
And Nikki started crying into Tso's shoulder. That was the last straw before the cascade of tears started anew from Tso. Slowly and carefully, to try and minimize pain, they turned to hug the astrologer too. Usually they would be much more reserved with physical affection, but this scenario was... After a few moments, Tso was able to gather themself enough to speak again.
"H-hera-san... Hyun Ae-san... I-I... I'm sorry th-that I died. I t-tried...." They trailed off, bowing their head so that their forehead was resting against Nikki and reaching a shaking hand to try and grasp Hyun Ae's shirt. "...I tried..."
Tso knife to see you again || Tso || Body Reaction (lmao)
Silence filled the space between them for an eternity. How could she comfort them? Distraught could easily be picked up in their voice, and it broke Hyun-Aeâs heart to see them like this. But⌠What help could she be? She was barely coming to terms with being dead herselfâŚ
Her footsteps echoed loudly in her ears when she approached them and knelt down beside them. The words eluded her still and all she did was sigh softly. Pathetic⌠I canât even help one of my best friendsâŚ
Mindful of their wounds, she delicately wrapped her arms around them and pulled them into a gentle embrace. At last she found the words to speak:
"Youâre not dead."
Tso tensed up when Hyun Ae what she had of her arms around them, sucking in their breath and squeezing their eyes shut as pain shot through their  body. But then she said.... that didn't make sense.Â
".... b-but I.... [VAGUELY SPOILERY STATEMENT] a-and I..." They hesitated, but then wrapped their arms around her suddenly, trying hard to only let a few whimpers of pain escape them. Everything hurt, even breathing, but motion made everything so much worse. Then, they started to cry harder, more audibly, until they were sobbing into her shoulder. But, the movement prompted sharp pains to fill them, over and over, mixing in moans of pain with their sobs.
Still, they clutched her tightly, not loosening their grip no matter how much it hurt them.
Tso knife to see you again || Tso || Body Reaction (lmao)
The moment the scream was heard, rapid footsteps came thundering down and sure enough, Hyun-Ae appeared at the doorway.
When she saw one of her closest friends sitting on the floor with⌠So many stab wounds⌠Her eyes grew extremely wide and she carefully approached them. Seconds passed and she offered her hand to help them stand.
"TsoâŚ"
She knew it was a foolâs wish to hope no one else would die after this point⌠No giving up though, it was completely against her nature. She had to admit though, this motive was pretty mortifying in its own right. If she lost her memories, she would never forgive herself for it. But of all peopleâŚ
Why did it have to be them?
"No, no, no, no....!" The words were hushed, repeated under their breath as they stared at the ground, shaking and crying.Â
They were dead.
They were never going to wake up.
They would never see Suyin or their parents again.
Tso didn't notice when someone came in, but they looked up dully when they heard their name. Hyun Ae.... and they could hear her now. When they said they wanted to hear her, this wasn't what they'd meant... Their lip trembled, and it was obvious that they were still trying to process what had happened.Â
"... I-I..." Their breath hitched. "... d-died....?" What kind of a question was that? They could remember it all, every vivid detail; even if they couldn't... Their gaze flickered down to their blood logged shirt, with holes cut into it that you could see bleeding wounds beneath it through. The sight made them feel sick.... It hurt really badly and they could just... knew.Â
Slowly, they reached their hand down from their head to touch their chest, wincing as they did, staring at the blood again. ".... I died..." Tso's voice was barely audible this last time, but it was forlorn and clearly extremely upset.Â
dani your post hurts me ok
((Good B)Â
⌠because your Nikki triple death HURT ME >( ITâS KARMA))
Tso knife to see you again || Tso || Body Reaction (lmao)
Pain.
That was the first thing that Tso became aware of as they jolted awake. Their head felt fuzzy, like they were waking up from a really hard sleep, but it was sudden.Â
Their eyes had snapped open immediately, but it took a moment for it to register that⌠they werenât sure where they were. Some sort of kitcheny area⌠wait, were they in the haunted house? They frowned in confusion, then pushed themself up to a sitting position.
Sharp, stabbing pain erupted all over their torso. They cried out, barely able to stifle the scream to be something quieter. WhyâŚ? They pressed their hand to their stomach, where the pain was the worst, their face white as a sheet. They felt something wet and sticky on their shirt though; in fact, their shirt was soaked⌠Tso looked down, then their eyes widened and they couldnât breathe.
PinkâŚ. blood. Their hand was covered in blood.Â
Suddenly, it all came back. They hadnât been able to sleep, so they [INFORMATION WITH HELD] and [REDACTED]. [REDACTED], [REDACTED]⌠and then⌠[CENSORED].Â
They shook violently, tears running down their face as they grasped their head in their hands. A panicked cry escaped them, and they were breathing light and rapidly, the world starting to spin.Â
No, no, no,noâŚ. they couldnât be dead, right? They were justâŚ.!
It hurt, it hurt so bad⌠there was blood all over them⌠there was no escaping it. This was real.Â
Name: Harue Tso
Time of Death: 2:30am
Cause of Death: Blood Loss
Location: Food Court
The Sound Of Music...
The 48 hour time limit that Phan had so eagerly announced was nearly over. No bodies had been discovered yet. Those who still stood with a living body had the threat of losing their most precious memories above them. Most of them had dreaded the idea of forgetting friends, unforgettable moments being forgotten and images vanishing from their mind.
That wouldnât come, though. A motive was a motive. The right incentive can make a person do anything. It wasnât any different in a dream world.
A body. There was a body in the back of the food court. Numbers were dwindling, but people knew each other more, making each death have a stronger impact. Everyone knew what that felt like when they were called to the crime scene.
Harue Tso.
The Glass Harpist had fallen. Their body was by no means clean, but it was not gruesome. It was simply bloody. Who had done this? How many more would follow when - no, if the culprit is caught?
Despite this sad scene, and the urgency to catch the culprit, it seemed that the AIs were off to the side. Anonâs voice glitched a little, but you heard all his words this time.
âWhy? You have to all escape! Stop falling for the motives!â
âShut up you! Phobie, why did you fix his voice?! Youâre not supposed to being doing this stuff!â
âGo away, pipsqueak. I donât follow anyoneâs rules, especially not yourâs.â
â⌠Whatever. Investigate or you might all end up dead.â
It's your boy, 'Jayski' a'ight so | Seya | Haunted Manison | RE: Motive Reaction, ATTN: Tso
It was understandable that Tso felt drained. After all, who didnât feel drained by now? So much negative stuff happened, it was a miracle that they were still somehow standing⌠Then again, that was the strength of human beings - no matter how many times they fell, they stood up again. And again. And again. Ad infinitum.
Well, maybe not to infinity, but you get the idea.
[I feel the same way. I donât want to lose my most treasured memories, but I think I would only sully them if I were to murder for them⌠and who is to say that this is going to be permanent? For all we know, it could be just temporary and as soon as we get out of here, we will remember them again! And if not⌠we still have so many years left. We can still create many happy memories.]
Despite the world being in such an apocalyptic state? Someone felt oddly optimistic⌠or they were just desperately trying to convince themselves with this, so the next motive wouldnât take such a great effect on them.
[Maybe we could share them with each other? So if we forget our memories, we can tell them each other afterwards? Of course, only if youâd be comfortable sharing.]
Tso looked a little uncertain. New memories would definitely be nice, but what if some of the people in the memories were gone? But then, Seya suggested that the two of them share their memories with each other.Â
Slowly they nodded, their expression shifting to one that was slightly less downcast. "Th-that... would be good..." Tso looked down at their feet for a moment. "It's... n-not details that I'm scared o-of losing... Just the big things..."
It really was a good idea, to share the basis of those precious memories with each other.Â
They hesitated, not sure if they should go first or if Seya should, but after a moment decided to start. "M-my parents are... well, could you j-just make sure I remember... that they um... care about me?" Tso looked down, running their fingertips through their ponytail.Â
"B-but... my cousin, Suyin... I... I know sh-she's the one I'd f-forget, because I saw her..." Back during the first motive. They glanced up at Seya's face before continuing. "She's... l-like a sister to me, we're really close... She's a-always been there for me..." Unshed tears filled their eyes, but they fought against crying again. "...H-helping me. In school... work... h-home..."
They took a deep breath. This was Seya; they of all people would understand why this was important, they were safe. "... Suyin's the o-only one... back home that I... um... Sh-she's the only one th-that know's I-I'm not... a b-boy... and..." Tso trailed off, going quiet.
"... P-please make sure I r-remember her... Nakagawa-san..." Â
Hide Check: Natural 1 || Hyun-Ae || Motive Reaction
Yeah, she was she could talk back to them, but still. Her expressions came across fairly well if anyone asked.
They smiled, what a relief. Hyun-Aeâs smile softened and when she noticed their eyes fell on her stump of an arm, she self-consciously covered it. Did it hurt? Oh yeah, especially now that she was past the initial shock; thankfully, the medications from one of the last words eased up a little. With that said, she made a âso-soâ gesture and scratched the back of her head.
"Could be worse."
Tso twisted their fingers together, looking down into their lap somberly. "... I'm sorry..." It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair that she was dead, that she was still feeling pain... that any of them were trapped here in the first place.Â
They were quiet for awhile, but then started to speak again. ".... Nakagawa-san's a r-really nice person, they're v-very patient... a-and Aura-san is too." Tso clasped their hands together before looking over at Hyun Ae again. Maybe she would be interested in hearing how people were doing...? "Th-they both... helped me a l-lot since..." They trailed off, knowing that she didn't need them to tell her since when.Â
Hide Check: Natural 1 || Hyun-Ae || Motive Reaction
Bingo! The Korean girl nodded fervently in agreement and then pointed to herself. This idiot of an idol, a Chessmaster, and Forensic Artist made it out before, so why couldnât they? There was no way any of them would return like she did this time around; oh no, not on her watch.
Simply grinning in response, she sat down on the arm rest of Tsoâs chair and gave them another thumbs up. Theyâve grown a lot stronger since the game started, and the simple fact that they were still alive proved it. It wasnât all luck, it took a lot of internal strength to get by, something of which Hyun-Ae clearly believed her friend had.
"Fight to live. I didnât die for nothing, got it?"
When Hyun Ae sat down next to them and grinned, Tso looked at their lap, wiping their face with their sleeve one more time. They'd finally stopped crying, which was... good.Â
So, she thought they could, huh? "I-I'll do my best... I p-promise." They glanced up at her and offered a slight hint of a smile.
But after a few seconds, the moment was gone and the uncertain frown returned to their features. "... I-I wish I could hear you..." Tso cast an equally uncertain glance at her stump of an arm - it was covered so they didn't feel it, but it was unsettling and brought back memories. They put their hand over the corresponding part on their right arm, remembering what had happened and how terrible it had felt.Â
"... Does it, um... still hurt...?" They ventured after a pause, their voice hushed.
Hide Check: Natural 1 || Hyun-Ae || Motive Reaction
You need meâŚ
She approached them again and tried to pull them into one more hug. They didnât need her; they were getting well on their own, despite what they think. Besides, they have Logan and needed to focus on getting the fuck outta here. She crouched down in front of them and pointed to the shield once more. Iâm cheering you on.
"Hwaiting!"
When Hyun Ae tried to hug them, she just phased through them without any sort of physical sensation... again. It was like rubbing salt in the wound, keeping the divide stark and painful. But then, she crouched in front of Tso, pointing to the shield.Â
Tso reached up and closed their hand around the ring, swallowing before wiping at their eyes again. They couldn't tell what she said, but they could've sworn it looked like the same thing they'd told Hideaki.Â
They took a shaky breath, and nodded slowly. "Y.. you think the rest o-of us can... make it....?"Â She'd told them they could be strong before, once in a time long past, before people had started killing - that seemed like ages ago. They'd been having doubts, since even she couldn't make it, but in the end the fact stood that they were still alive, somehow, so... maybe there was a chance and she'd been right. "Th-that... I can make it?" Â
