Heavy Metal Robot

Helllllo. My name is Kinzoku Satoru, and I am of course, the SHSL Heavy Metal Musician. So lets try to be friends and rock on kay?. (dangan ronpa oc blog and semester of isolation hopeful)

[shslheavymetal]

Execution Reaction/ Satoru/ Chapter 2

Satoru hand’t really been doing much since well...she arrived on the island with the others. The days on the island just crawled by and then the murder happened. Satoru didn’t really know anything about Kazio so it didnt hurt her to see his body and then for one reason or another she didnt even investigate...

Then the trial happened...and she was effected by that. She learned Akira and Vash both ended the life of Kazio albiet on accident...but both would still end up being excuted...and Saotur coudl watch this..yet she did.

Satoru watched the two of them die together just as they had killed together....It acttually hurt....

Why does this happen?

[shslheavymetal]

Execution Reaction: No Sense Dancing Around Death and Dying (Open)

[kagakurabomadscientist-blog]

The girl’s grip was a lot tighter that Kagaku had anticipated, and as a result his hand was a bit sore after their handshake. As Kagaku shook his hand to ease the pain, he looked at the girl, and despite her..unique appearance, it did seem like there was kind soul hiding underneath it all.

“No, I don’t believe you’ve told me your name. But I’m guessing it’s Satoru correct? Listen, I know you may not trust me, but I may have something that could prove my trust.”

Kagaku reached into his back pocket and pulled out the cd he had received earlier. It was the latest album in a heavy metal band called, “Night Hate.” He held the cd out in front of Satoru.

“I received this some time ago, and I have no use for it, I’m not the biggest fan of music. But I figured you would like it, so here you go.”

[shslheavymetal]

Yeah my name is indeed Satoru..and what could that be.

Satoru kind of doubted that Kagaku would have anything of interest for her..but then he pulled it out.

WHOA IS THAT....KICK FUCKING ASS!

Satoru snatched the CD from the hands of Kagaku and held it close to her chest. This was amazing, she was a huge fun of Night Hate, it was the first Heavy Metal Band she ever listened to, so this gift was one of the best you could get her.

I uh..don't really have anything to give you in returns..so uh, here...take this.

Satoru didn't have anything she thought the boy would like so she took the first item she found in her pockets and handed it to him...this item was a laser pointer.

[shslheavymetal]

Execution Reaction: No Sense Dancing Around Death and Dying (Open)

[kagakurabomadscientist-blog]

Kagaku was pacing around the house, trying to process what had just happened. He needed to find a way out of here, before it was too late. His concentration was broken when he heard a voice coming from the spa. Inside he found Satoru, staring at the bath tub. 

He peeked over her shoulder, unsure what she was looking at. And what he saw was…nothing. Chouko’s body was gone, as if nothing ever happened.

“Hmph, for once we agree on something. What happened today was extremely fucked up.” Kagaku cleared his throat. “Listen, I know we got off on the wrong foot, but, if we’re going to get out of here, we need to work together.” Kagaku extended his hand, waiting for a handshake.

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Satoru turned to the grey haired boy and of course she sighed, because who else would she see but this...creepo. Part of her wanted to diss the boy right there...but...part of her said to talk with him...maybe it would be good. Satoru tended to ignore that part of her most of the time, but in this rare case..she listened and stuck out her own hand and gripped Kagaku’s tightly.

Yeah....sure, why the fuck not

Satoru vigorously shook Kagaku’s hand then let go

Did I ever actually tell you my name?

[shslheavymetal]

Execution Reaction: No Sense Dancing Around Death and Dying (Open)

Satoru went into that kangaroo court trial, expecting to maybe find the killer fo Chouko....she was never sure if they really would, but they did...and somehow that made Satoru feel awful.

Satoru wasn’t the type of girl to feel bad for others of be nice for the sake of it...yet...something Popiko said in the trial...something stuck with her...something Satoru understood too well...and that’s why...she couldn’t bear to see the girl...die..die the horrible way she did.

After the execution, Satoru was just, silent. She didn’t know what to say and even if she wanted to say anything, her body was numb and she couldn’t do anything at all except join everyone in the elevator and head back up to the house.

For some reason, Satoru just wondered a bit....and she ended up in the spa, standing at the tub that was now empty of any dead bodies.

This is....horrible.

Satoru said silently, unaware anyone else was in the room.

[shslpopiko]

dammit why did a cute one have to die || Popiko || Body Reaction || OPEN

[shslheavymetal]

Seemingly entirely unaffected by Satoru’s words, Popiko merely continued to giggle, a shrill and high pitched noise that seemed to bounce off the walls of the spa.

“Of course it’s disgusting! Fufufu, Popiko-tan is a disgusting human being! She’s sugary sweet, but all that sugar rotted her soul! Kekekeke, it’s okay, though! Popiko-tan is happy living like this!”

Nodding sagely as though she’d spoken wise words, Popiko only continued onwards.

“Besides, the worse state a body is in, all the better! Popiko-tan might wait a week or two… She’ll probably be grossly decomposed by then! Haaaah!~”

Satoru was...absolutely...speechless. Every time this girl said something, every time words left her stupid moth...things just got worse.

I.....

Satoru did all she could think of and swung her fist at Popiko.

[shslpopiko]

dammit why did a cute one have to die || Popiko || Body Reaction || OPEN

[shslheavymetal]

As soon as Satoru replied, Popiko turned swiftly on her purple heels, grin still plastered on her pale face. Goodness, her canines were just a bit too sharp, weren’t they? It was certainly enough to land Popiko right in the middle of the uncanny valley.

“Ohoho, too late! Popiko-tan already said it! Waaaaah, a tragedy, a terrible incident! But it was all true, so she doesn’t regret a single thing! Nya nya, hey, big sister Fashion Disaster-chan, did you steal Popiko-tan’s idea for horns?”

Ya..ok wow you are

ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTING. NOT ONLY IS THIS A DEAD BODY, BUT ITS A FUCKED UP DEAD BODY, OF SOMEONE WE KNEW. 

GOD I KNEW CORPSE-FUCKERS EXISTED, BUT HOLY SHIT NOW I’M TALKING TO ONE AND ITS JUST AS BAD AS I IMAGE IT WOULD BE.

Satoru may want to punch that Kagaku boy, but damn she wanted to take thsi girls by her stupid purple hair and slam her to the floor.

[shslpopiko]

dammit why did a cute one have to die || Popiko || Body Reaction || OPEN

Popiko did not handle hunger well. Most people could tolerate it to an extent, but the sound of a violently growling stomach sounded like a gunshot to Popiko’s ears. Of course, this attitude was a direct result of [REDACTED], but it’s not like Popiko felt like digging deep into her hunger issues at the time being. She was too busy carefully rationing the sour lemon candies she’d been given by the odd machine.

So, of course, the body announcement was almost a good thing for her. Skipping down to the spa with a nonchalance that didn’t suit the situation in the slightest, she pouted sadly upon seeing the body. Normally a dead body in a bathtub would… Hit a bit too close to home, let’s say, but she’d be lying if she claimed that the lack of sleep and hunger hadn’t made her a bit delusional. 

“Awwww, big sibliiiiiings! Why did you have to kill one of the cute girls? Not faaaaaair!”

Nice priorities, Popiko. The pout wipes off her face quickly, and is replaced with a wide cat-like grin.

“Fufufu, still! A cute girl in a bathtub is nothing for Popiko-tan to complain over. Puwapuwa, she’s getting hot under the collar!”

Holy fuck Popiko that is a dead body what are you doing.

[shslheavymetal]

Satoru herself was also near the body, doing some good old fashion investigation, because why not. Now of course, she knew just from looks that Popiko was going to be creepy...she just didn’t expect her to be uh...this creepy.

Ooooookaaay.....dont say that

[shslheavymetal]

Death Reaction: Unhappysatoru.jpeg

Satoru was actually happy for a bit..but now..she wasn't. She had heard the announcement made by Monokuma..and quickly though it was a joke until she decided to see the “body” herself..and learned it wasn’t a joke at all.

H-holy shit.

Holy shit was right.

Wait damn ti , she was a fan of mine.

God damn it Satoru.

[shslheavymetal]

Task 2 Again: Happysatoru.jpeg

It was a bit surprising, but even with all that was happening...this...bullshit game, Satoru was at this very moment, happy. She had managed to calm herself down after the motive (Kicking the wall does a lot to help with that) and had decided she had really nothing better to do then spend the weird ass coins she had on her.

One by one she got a new item from the monomachine, ending up with 5 total. Three of her items were ok but oh man, two of them, god these items made Satoru’s day.

Holy shit this is kick ass, a lucky guitar pick and the newest “Hate Album”

With the items she had held tightly in her hands, she first dropped off the items she didn't care much for in her room and then ran tot he karaoke machine.

Come on..there has to be a way to insert new music into this thing\

Satoru said, not noticing she had just gotten in the way of someoen who might of been about to use the machine.

[shslheavymetal]

Task 2: Meatloaf is Dead

[shslnuclearchemist]

“Hey, shitmouth! Some of us are trying to think!”

Akira clearly wasn’t taking the situation much better than Satoru, but at least her higher-pitched voice was able to cut through the other’s shouting.

“Yes, you’re an idiot! Yes, this is bullshit! But that doesn’t mean you get to scream nonstop! God!”

With a growl, she collapsed onto a living area chair. “Please, just… use your boundless energy to beat up a wall or something. Maybe it’ll break and we won’t have to worry about this ridiculous garbage.“

[shslheavymetal]

Satoru merely turned to the other teen, the look of pure anger still on her face.

EAT A DICK, FUCKPURSE!

Was Satoru’s reply as she then did as Akira had said, not because Akria had said it, but because it was a good anger reliever. Quickly Satoru began to kick and punch at the nearest wall.

[shslheavymetal]

Task 2: Meatloaf is Dead

Satoru knew she shouldn’t of signed up for this stupid show. She knew she would regret the decision...she just didn't know she was going to regret it this much, i mean, who would.

Satoru was practically fuming as she paced through the Living Area of the house, the words of Monokuma stuck in her head. When the whole bullshit motive was announced, Satoru had quickly rushed to see if what the bear had said was true..and did indeed find not only her bed missing, but all the food...and that really pissed her off.

This whole thing is fuCKING BULLSHIT!

Satoru yelled at the top of her lungs as the urge to punch someting (or someone) grew. Weither this was real or a just some sort of joke, it still bothered Satoru to no extent.

I KNEW I SHOULDN’T OF COME ON THIS STUPID SHOW. I SHOULD BE AT HOPES PEAK OR ON TOUR WITH THE  BAND. FUCK

God she just kept yelling. Maybe someone should try and quiet her.

[shslheavymetal]

Prologue Task 1 Open: Play the Rocking Music

[what-the-rock-is-knitting]

Vash immediately set to flipping through the catalog. She looked for anything by Satoru first of course, but no luck there. Nothing by the few other metal artists she listened to either… Surely the demand for metal on a karaoke machine wasn’t that low!

“Looks like it’s mostly pop and country on this thing, sorry. Probably wouldn’t sound right with the dinky lil’ MIDI instruments anyway…”

“But maybe I can go to one of your concerts after this show’s over! It’s so cool to meet you in person! My name’s Vash, I’m the SHSL Knitter.” As the last of those words left her mouth she realized how incredibly not metal her talent sounded.

[shslheavymetal]

I knew this stupid machine wouldn't have anything good. that fucking sucks.

OH and of course you know me, Satoru Kinzoku, SHSL Heavy Metal Singer....your talent is cool, not what I expected, but cool.

[shslheavymetal]

Prologue Task 1 Open: Play the Rocking Music

[chindogu-chouko]

“Ouch!”

Grabbing at where the musician’s elbow had rammed into her ribs, Chouko reflexively stepped away from the source of pain with a small frown. She watched as the blonde scrolled through the karaoke machine, confused for a brief period before she took note of the horns taped to the girl’s forehead – she was that rocker, Satoru something!

‘Matsuri likes her music,’

Chouko recalled

‘I wonder…’

The megane began to fidget with her fingers, poking at the pocket where she’d stored a notepad and pencil. As an inventor it was always handy to keep craft materials on hand, but since she was so close to a celebrity she recognised, Chouko knew she could easily sacrifice one of the pages for an autograph.

…If she worked up the courage to ask for one, that is.

[shslheavymetal]

Satoru still had no clue Chouko was behind her and thus she just kept searching through all the songs, unable to find anything good. When she was unable to find a song that she deemed good, she turned around and was greeted by the sight of Chouko.

What the fuck are you looking at?

[shslnuclearchemist]

What do you want me to do, dress up in drag and do the hula? )( Akira )( Task 1

[shslnuclearchemist]

“Thanks, and…” Akira gave her a look at the flirting line.

“…Okay. Don’t do that again. And, hm. I hadn’t even noticed, since I’m a halfway normal person. Not bad, though. Pricey?”

Her attention snapped to the screen as the numbers rolled up. They stopped at the same time… But Satoru’s numbers were higher.

“Damn musician. I told you this wasn’t a fair fight.”

[shslheavymetal]

Don’t hate me cause you ain’t me

Satoru quickly chimed before winking at Akira.

Hell I hate to say I had fun...but I did....anyway, actually cool talking to ya.

Now I’m going to go see what else there is to do here.

[shslheavymetal]

Prologue Task 1 Open: Play the Rocking Music

[kagakurabomadscientist-blog]

Kagaku looked down at the floor and made a small grunt-like sound, almost as if he had scoffed. Then all of a sudden he started laughing. The laugh started out very quiet and then suddenly broke out into a mighty roar as he looked back up at the girl.

“Hahaha! You seem to think your petty insults will hurt me, but they, in fact, cannot!” Kagaku flashed a rather creepy smile at the girl and then looked away. “By the way, what is your name? Unfotunatley it seems like we’ll be here together for a while so I might as well now it.”

[shslheavymetal]

God, holy shit, this boy was just so creepy and the urge to punch him just kept rising and Satoru...damn it she wanted it so bad.

God, why should i tell my name to a creep like you?

[shslnuclearchemist]

What do you want me to do, dress up in drag and do the hula? )( Akira )( Task 1

[shslnuclearchemist]

“I thought it was that one dumb song that yells, ‘Turn around, bright eyes’ a lot. But yeah…”

Akira trailed off as the arrows kept coming and the end of the song approached. Now wasn’t the time for meaningless conversation. The competition was almost over!

She gasped for breath as the last flurry of steps gave way to the song fading into recorded cheers.

“And who the hell notices a person’s eye color right off the bat? That’s just freaky.”

[shslheavymetal]

Well actually the first thing I notice was your hairstyle..which is rocking but in my experience with people flirting, they tend to talk about the eyes first...

Then again that is just my own experiences..and well you can see my eyes.

While still, somehow, keeping up to the beat, Satoru pointed at her eyes...or to be exact the colored contacts she was wearing that gave her irises their star shape.....oh wait hold on...

OH..its over...let see who won,

[shslnuclearchemist]

What do you want me to do, dress up in drag and do the hula? )( Akira )( Task 1

[shslnuclearchemist]

“Bright eyes? The hell’s that supposed to mean?”

Akira continued to step away, though she nearly fell over at the alternating sets of splits. Panting, she peered at the screen, the beat still pounding in her ears harder than her pulse. The song was going to draw to a close before long.

She couldn’t focus on the scores long enough to tell who was ahead, but it looked close.

[shslheavymetal]

Well I could be referring to the English Band known as “Bright Eyes” or the term used to describe someone who is both alert and eager...however in this case, it means neither and I am just stating the fact that

Satoru paused right in the middle of her sentence to do three front splits in a row followed by a couple side splits...damn....it was heating up and it was surely going to end soon. 

Anyways back to what Satoru was saying.

You have bright blue eyes....it was a complement jeez.