stand. attention. bow.

"...What do I do now?" - - - - - Status: Alive | Half blind - - - - - [ Closed RP Blog for BeyondDespairsBoundries ]

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Ghost | Eliot & Kuroi | Endgame

[culturedcriticisms]

After she considered his name, the girl’s eyes seemed to light up with realization. For just a fleeting moment, Eliot thought Kuroi must have mentioned him at least once…!

Oh. Some friend is a fan of the blog he has not even logged into in several days. It wasn’t Kuroi who had mentioned him, it was some girl he didn’t know and was surely disappointing by not posting reviews. Alright.

He forced a small smile. “That’s kind of her. I appreciate it.”

And that was enough of that. He listened to her speak and watcher her tense with anger, but all he could really focus on was the fact that Kuroi had been getting other visitors, too. That only made sense - people liked Kuroi - so why did he feel a pang of jealousy toward those visitors?

He nodded along, his grip on his bag strap relaxing only somewhat. He opened his mouth to speak, but the girl was opening the counter for him, so he moved to step through. His legs felt like gelatin, especially as he followed after her. “Ah, thank you…” He swallowed thickly, his heart pounding hard in his chest. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, too, Shiroi-san.” He paused, climbing the steps behind Shiroi. “…It won’t be too much of a bother to him, will it? I could always come back later…”

[shslkaichou]

Shiroi laughed lightly as she waved her hand.

"Nah, nah; don't worry about it! I'm glad people are going out of their way to see Kuroi, he's been a little...out of it since he got back from that weird computer thing-y."

She then quickly moved behind Eliot, giving him a gentle push towards the curtain. Behind the curtain was quite a bit of machinery, most of it usually to pound the rice. Some of the workers gave Eliot and Shiroi a glance before she shooed them away. She finally stopped him in front of some steps that lead to a door. Fishing out some keys, Shiroi had unlocked the door and guestered Eliot in.

"After you."

Of course, though, Shiroi had pretty much pulled him inside, shutting the door behind her. The other room looked...much like a normal house, and you couldn't hear all of the machinery that was only one wall away. You'd think this was a normal house on it's own. Shiroi motioned Eliot to follow her up some stairs. She was fairly quiet before she broke the silence.

"...That simulation must have been terrifying, huh?"

She had held her hands behind her back as she continued to talk.

"Kuroi told me everything that happened there. You were all forced to kill each other, and the killers got executed right in front of you. I...can't imagine what it must have been like for all of you..."

She looked back at Eliot, a sort of sad smile on her face.

"I'm actually glad you're here. You're the person Kuroi had grown the closets to during the simulation, yeah? Usually he only let the kids from the Student Council visit him, but, he told me he doesn't mind if anyone called ‘Eliot Ghanem’ visited him too. He told me about you, Eliot-kun. I can tell he cares about you a great deal...but...he said that he hurt you a lot too..."

There was a troubled and almost serious look on her face.

"...Is that true? Did he really hurt you? Please be honest with me."

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Ghost | Eliot & Kuroi | Endgame

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It was difficult to focus on anything, but in such a small shop, Eliot didn’t have much of a choice. At least it wasn’t crowded. No heads of black hair caught his eye, so, for the time being, he relaxed a little. Until his gaze landed properly on the girl at the counter.

Eliot’s eyes blinked open wide, caught entirely off guard by her appearance. There wasn’t anything particularly strange about her - Eliot knew, of course, what albinism was and how it manifested itself. It was just that her face was… Well, it was like looking at a feminine, albino Kuroi. It was startling, and he could barely keep himself from staring. Whoops.

His gaze flitting about nervously, especially toward the curtain leading into the back, Eliot approached the counter. He cleared his throat, twisting his bag’s strap in his fists. “G… Good afternoon,” he said with a polite bow, finally fixing his gaze on the girl again.

At least he knew he was definitely in the right place.

“I was actually just, looking for… Kuroi.” Eliot wasn’t sure when the last time he’d actually uttered Kuroi’s name was. He didn’t think he had at all since they woke up from the simulation. Saying it now with some semblance of casualty felt so strange. It was as if he’d forgotten Kuroi was real. “I’m… Well, I was, a classmate. Sort of. Um… Oh, I’m sorry,” he apologized quickly with what seemed to be a nervous chuckle. He’d forgotten to introduce himself. “My name is Eliot Ghanem.”

[shslkaichou]

The albino girl had rubbed her head, looking up and to the side a bit, as if she's trying to remember something.

"Hm...Ghanem...Ghanem...Oh! Right, you're the movie critic guy, right? My friend is an avid follower on your blog, she says you're a pretty articulate guy."

Her ruby eyes looked up and down at Eliot, as if she's studying him as he explained himself before she closed them with a smile on her lips.

"Oooh you wanna see my brother too? Man, he's been getting a lot of visitors lately, don't blame him though after that seriously fucked up shit Hope's Peak did."

There was a sort of bitterness laced with her sweet smile in her voice as she uttered the academy's name. Her hand even seemed to tighten a bit before she moved it off the glass case, walking around and opening a small door that seperated behind the counter and the front, motioning Eliot to step in.

"I'm Shiroi, by the way. Shiroi Kato, SHSL Kogal. I'm also Kuroi's older sister, nice to meet ya, Eliot-kun. He should be awake by now, so I can just take you to his room, follow me."

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Ghost | Eliot & Kuroi | Endgame

{ tw suicidal ideation just to be safe }

It had been perhaps a month since returning to reality. A long month, where Eliot struggled just to drag himself out of his bedroom to shower in the mornings. For the first week or so, Eliot simply waited for Mitsuo to wake up. After that exchange, he had no choice but to go home, to return to society…

He never touched his blog. He didn’t so much as visit a movie theater. Really, he hadn’t left his house in two weeks. He couldn’t sleep despite the amount of time he spent in bed. He had to force himself to eat. It was all he could do to keep himself away from the pills in the medicine cabinet and the knives on the kitchen counter. Eventually, his frantic mother suggested he reconnect with one of his classmates… and kept suggesting it. Over and over. Finally, Eliot caved. What choice did he have?

He didn’t know how to contact them, but he knew how to use the internet. Hope’s Peak was helpful, too. It took a little while, but he found him.

Standing outside the mochi shop, Eliot realized he had never felt so small. He shouldn’t have been doing this. No one wanted to see him again, especially not Kuroi. He was only going to upset someone he cared so strongly for. Still… if he said he wasn’t desperate to make sure Kuroi was alright, he’d be a horrible liar.

He put his hand on the door and paused for a second or two, a span of time that seemed to last forever but passed so quickly. Don’t fuck this up, Eliot. Don’t start crying. Definitely don’t fucking break down on him as soon as he looks at you.

He swallowed thickly as he pulled open the door. Unsteady legs carried him into the shop, and shaking hands formed fists around the strap that crossed his chest. Why did he still carry this bag around? He didn’t need his iPad. It was more of a security blanket than anything these days.

He glanced around the shop, but couldn’t keep his gaze on anything for very long. What if Kuroi wasn’t even here? What if he was, and he’d already noticed Eliot but hurried off to avoid him? This was such a stupid idea. He should just go home…

[shslkaichou]

As Eliot entered the shop, a light ringing sound was heard as the door had pushed past the bell above his head. As he stepped in, the shop was actually quite small, there were only display cases of various types of mochi inside them and even a small tray with small portions of mochi with a sign beside it saying, “Free samples! Please take one!”. Behind the counter was a curtain that swayed slightly and you could see the machinery and some workers in the back carrying pounds of rice and working. What’s interesting though, is the cashier who was also behind the counter.

She didn’t look to be paying attention to the person who had just walked in, as she was wearing headphones and was looking down. She had long silvery-white hair tied up in a loose ponytail and, judging by the profile of her face, she had a fair complexion and piercing ruby red eyes hidden behind a pair of black framed glasses. What’s most noticeable though, is that she looks identical to Kuroi.

The silver haired girl’s eyes flickered to the side a bit, before she took off her headphones. Setting down what looked like to be a fashion magazine as she stood up, facing Eliot and flashing him a bright smile. Although she was dressed in rather casual attire, she looked pretty enough to look like she was an idol.

“Hiya! Welcome to the ‘Kato-ya Mochi’! What can I help ya with today, sir?” 

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Once upon a time, in a land far from here,

Twenty students played a game of murder and fear.

At last they fled from the dragon’s lair,

But what would you do, if you found yourself there?

It was supposed to be a time as any other, with thirty-two new students to the prestigious academy out and about for a class initiation. However, who knew that one careless mistake could lead to them being taken far away from the academy? Once the subject of a scandal along with unrest, Hope’s Peak had recently gotten back up again and had invited a new class of promising students there. However, they suddenly find themselves far away, in grand Ryuuko Castle. Thankfully there is a way out! The catch? The students must murder each other in order to return.

Beyond Despair’s Bounds 2 is the sequel to the original Beyond Despair’s Bounds game, held in Fall/Winter of 2015. It is a closed, submission-based group that features fantasy elements, along with new gameplay mechanics. Roster size is set at twenty-eight students, along with the four mod characters, for a total of thirty-two, split into two classes of sixteen. This is subject to change based on interest. Applications will open on the 1st of January at 12:00PM PST, however the form is available to fill out already.

Blog || About || Applications || How to Play || Rules || Mods 

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The Horizon, and the Sun || Kumitheatre

The survivors were taken back to Hope’s Peak in time. Every one of them had been through an enormous ordeal, every single one had survived so much. It would potentially take a lifetime for the scars caused to heal, but as they approached the academy again though the guards patrolling the grounds, it had come full-circle. They were back, and they were home, or at least as back home as they could be.

It was a long journey, but there was hope. Hope for the students, for the fallen, for the nation, and even for one lost wayward advisor, so far from their home. Several oddities had been encountered, several things they simply couldn’t pass away as being part of a stage production, and who were the two strangers that appeared just in time, and what were their own objectives?

…And what was Kirandel? Truly another world, or simply another country? Ah well, that wasn’t of concern. You were here now, and that was what mattered.

There was hope.

Keep reading

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Hope’s Peak, Back Again || Kumitheatre

The first thing you heard were indistinct chattering, before your eyes opened and you blearily realized that you were contained within a pod. It was very soft and very plush, however your head and heart hurt. What had just happened was something truly strange, but… well, now you were here, and you were safe for the most part. If what Monokuma said was true, then the world outside was in chaos, and the setting appeared to reinforce that. Metal walls, sterile and clean, scientists running about…

“They’re waking up!”

You rose unsteadily, the pod opening with a hiss and a helmet-eque object falling to the cushion. All around you, similar hissing sounded, and soon enough, a doctor came to your side.

“Clear the area, make sure they haven’t sustained any major damage. They will be okay.”

Perhaps those were the words you needed to hear, even as you felt yourself rising. You were okay, and the grip of darkness was over.

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Almost, But Not Quite || Kumitheatre

It was a week later, and the survivors were assembled in a meeting room. Some were in worse shape than others, but they were all gathered there, with the chairman of Hope’s Peak himself. Everyone had been said to have been called here to receive an update on the affairs of the country, and that was what it seemed like it was.

“Students, you’ve underwent a terrible ordeal. It was never the intention of Hope’s Peak, and never in our scope to facilitate such a monstrous experiment. But yet, it happened, and it was a tragedy. Your families and relatives are being contacted, and we are trying our hardest to fight back against this terrorist organization.”

He paused, looking grimly over the room.

“Monokuma was thankfully captured due to the efforts of one Usami Kurokawa, and we have received leads on the whereabouts of this organization. The Knights of Hope are fighting back. Japan will not fall to chaos, and Hope’s Peak will continue on.”

He then sighed.

“It has sustained a tarnish in its reputation, but that is the least of its concerns. You have all survived, and you are here now, and you are our new hopes. The others who died in the simulation have been rendered unconscious in the outside world. They have sustained terrible things from their deaths, but they might still be able to be revived. The scientists are working on that this very second.”

A knock on the door came, and Usami appeared soon afterwards, dressed in a suit and skirt. She waved shyly at the assembled, and brought out a folder, placing it next to the director, who nodded.

“Thank you, Kurokawa-san.”

He paused again before looking back at you all.

“You will be taken out shortly. Tokyo is in a state of unrest, but Hope’s Peak is safe. We have extra reinforcements there, and you will be taken back there temporarily. You will receive proper medical attention, and we will work on reviving your fallen comrades in the meantime. We will also apprehend Ueno-san after he’s tended to, so you don’t need to worry.”

He then shuffled through the papers.

“Kurokama-san tells me that the individual who escaped, “Kumi”, is a resident of a foreign country and has returned there, pursued by the police force of said country. That is the cover story we’re divulging to the public, and we implore you to do the same. This is a matter of national security, and no more will be said on the matter. That terrorist is still out there, ready to strike, and we are doing our best to capture them and bring them to light. We still do not know what their motivations for doing this are, or where they came from really, but we will capture them.”

He rubbed his temples with a hand, his voice strengthening.

“You are safe now, and you have each other. Each of you are capable of so, so much, and I am proud to call you students of Hope’s Peak. Thank you for what you’ve done so far. It will be a long, long road, but I am sure that it will be reached.”

He then simply smiled.

“There is always hope. And there is always a way. Now, I believe this meeting has reached its conclusion. You will be taken out and escorted single-file to a plane that will take you to the academy. Thank you all.”

With that, he stood up, and Usami motioned for the students to come. Some were apprehensive, some were ready, some were even crying. But, like the chairman said, there was hope.

{headmaster sprites credit: cas!}

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How Many? || Kumitheatre

A figure then emerged from the shadows, or more accurately glitched into place. A…. an individual who greatly bore a resemblance to the small catgirl you all found in this place, Maru. She was tall, with a regal air about her, and she seemed… well, she was clearly not someone or something Kumi expected, as they backed up, a look of pure surprise on their face.

“M maru?”

The catgirl took a step forward, withdrawing a sword from her sash.

“Kumi. We have finally tracked you down, and we know what your plans are. Put that down, now, and come quietly. We’re going home, and you are going in jail.”

Conflict appeared on their face, followed by… terror. One one hand, they finally got the chance they wanted, but on the other…

“N… no… Maru, you can’t do this. I’m sorry. I’m sorry! I’ll come, I..”

“Save it.”

At this, she pulled a twine rope out of an inside pocket and advanced menacingly, three seconds before another flash of light resounded and a short individual in a rabbit mask appeared. They then nodded at Maru, who lunged at Kumi. Startled, they dropped the box, and Sachi ran forward and caught it.

“Haha my box now you furry”

Fox and cat ran around the group, before Kumi sprinted into the Kurai Mori, Maru leaping after. A dull flash then came, and the two were gone. The stranger then approached, and removed the mask to reveal a smiling, silver-haired boy. He offered the assembled a bow before taking the box from Sachiko and nodding to everyone.

“I am sorry, I must make my introduction short. I am Prince Shinji Collumcille of Kirandel, the lost prince. And I am here to take you home.”

At this, he fiddled with the buttons on the box before turning his gaze up.

“I want everyone to hold hands, and then to me. If you’ll give me a second, in three….”

The boy counted down, and the assembled people cautiously linked hands. It was almost routine to follow instruction at this point, and thusly, the students felt themselves leaving the world of Kirandel, of oceans and forests, of magic and intrigue.

But they would be home.

{maru sprites by mai, shinji sprites by chell!}

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Up, Up, Up, Past the Hotel Del Mar || Kumitheatre

The fox enchanter brought out a cylindrical box with three buttons, and pressed the second one. The wall rumbled and fell back to reveal a set of stairs, and Kumi blinked at it for a good few seconds before turning back to the students. There was still more to go, and they took in another breath, blinking at the students. This… it was still a lot.

And would you get out?

“So, the radio tower. I took little pieces of the simulation here and there, manipulated it to cause more energy to go towards the implosion of the entire simulation… it works on a principle called nuclear power, which… well, from what I’ve read, it’s an acceptable substitute for the circumstances that landed me in this realm in the first place.”

They turned and stared into the distance, sighing, before closing their eyes.

“The radio tower is essentially linked to the outside of the simulation. I calibrated coordinates and received a little aid from my own skills. And now… now I think it’s ready to go.”

A pause.

“And you will come with me. I will not risk any more lives, and there’s no way to get you out safely now. That radio tower is on a time limit, and we will go back to my home soon enough.”

This…. this couldn’t be it. You couldn’t just be leaving like this, right? You couldn’t be taken to an alternate dimension by a fox-person, and leave this one behind? But that was what it seemed like, as Kumi motioned for you to follow. There was hesitation, but Kumi sighed and pressed a button. Without further hesitation, the building began rumbling, and it slowly began… disintegrating.

Panic spurred you forwards, and Kumi lit up a fire in the palm of their hand. You had nothing else to do but walk after them, up the stairs, and past the deteriorating bricks of the castle. Past the drawbridge you went, and along the thornbrush maze. It became a race, as more of the simulation began swirling, and Kumi pressed forwards with a slight bit of joy on their face.

Eventually, you arrived at the fourth area. Several cuts were sustained from the metal and jeweled thorns, and a wave of tiredness overcame the assembled. Kumi was running along the outskirts of the Kurai Mori, and they circled the tower before approaching the trees. Satisfied, they motioned for the others and began running back towards… well, away from the tower. Where were they going?

After another few minutes of running, the small party eventually reached the gate blocking the first area from the Kurai Mori. Kumi slowly unlocked the gate before swinging it open, and they took a few paces forward, standing at the entrance. At this, they lifted the box, and made to press it. Their fingers were almost at the box when…

“Stop.”

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A World Away || Kumitheatre

With particular revelations out there and Kumi’s new appearance as a demon from an alternate world, it was no wonder that the courtroom silenced. This appeared to be what the fox-person wished for, as they nodded at the assembled students. This was so much to take in at once, and yet… What would you do once you got out? If they were to be believed, Japan was now being destroyed, and you were all caught.

However, Kumi didn’t give you much time to ponder, as they continued on with their speech.

“So, you see, I believe I should give you the next leg of the explanation. This simulation… well, I was employed as a computer engineer, as I was skilled with several languages. Besides, I had a little help, so what was the deal? I was put on the coding staff of the simulation, and I put in my own additions, my own personal marks to remind myself of my home. You see, the original purpose was to allow for you to spend a semester in peace, but this quickly changed as the Equites Uestetha decided to hijack it. That was Monokuma’s organization, for your information. But Hope’s Peak had to resist. A band of students and administrators came, and called themselves the Knights of Hope. Monomi was a part of them.”

Monomi? She couldn’t truly be part of an anti-terrorism organization? Though…. it put certain actions in a new perspective. In any extent, on went the fox.

“The Equites Uestetha learned about the program, and wanted it for their own. After all, what better way to plunge a country in chaos then to murder its leader? Or rather hopes, but I digress. Anyways, I…. I saw use for the simulation as well. I thought I could use it to return home, something about matching the same explosive force as used in the way I came here. Only if I was deluding myself, it would still be a little part of home.”

A swallow.

“So, Hope’s Peak let me deal with it. I decided to turn more of it into Kiradel, my old, old home, even before it rose another time. They could take but nineteen students, lest the simulation implode, so they drew lots and sent the others to various other strongholds all over Japan. I went after them, to a bunker in Hokkaido, but Monokuma learned about my hand in it, and he offered a plan to infiltrate it in exchange for anything I desired. So I crafted avatars, and I took him to the bunker. Monomi had no idea, and I felt horrible, but… it was only so I could go.”

Kumi appeared to be crying, and they removed the mask to dab at their cheeks.

“I didn’t want unnecessary bloodshed. I thought Monokuma would… would do something horrible if I didn’t put up with the killing, so I let him… This was to be shown over Japan… And…”

They took a momentary break, chest rising and falling, before they turned their gaze towards.the podium that was currently housing Hunter.

“I formulated my own artificial intelligences to supervise everything. All of them, a part of home, someone I knew personally. I tricked myself into believing that this would be just like Kirandel, so I spent a week getting everything ready as Monomi tutored and I enabled Monokuma to breach the defenses. Hunter… he was security, I think. I didn’t program him in, but here he is. Everything else I controlled from in here. Chaos raged, and yet, you all came…”

Another pause.

“However, more people had infiltrated this lair. Members of the Equites, one Takumi Ueno and one Sachiko Arakawa, who Takumi wanted to employ. What was I to do but play along? So throughout the game, I tried my hardest to figure out how to go home, because…. Because I actually did want to go home. And I came up with a plan.”

They slowly broke into a smile.

“And now I can go home.”

At this, an ominous rumbling began around the lair.

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Crossed Boundaries || Monotheatre

“And that, as they say, is that. Congratulations, you did it, the world is falling apart and you were brought here for safety. Now, I believe I should congratulate you in some way. How about a story?”

But… you were free, right? You could escape now, Takumi was dead, but…

Who was Kumi, anyways?

“Once upon a time, there was a mighty empire by the name of Kirandel. I have told you many stories about this land, and it’s a very interesting place, indeed. You have met several individuals who reside there.”

“But one resident was not happy. The adviser of the kingdom had tried their hardest, worked their way up to become a trusted cohort of the royal family. However, as time went on, they became bitter. Their first home had fallen to ruin, and they had to journey to find a new one. Once there, they helped as many people as they could.”

“But eventually, they became tired of receiving no credit. People took advantage of them, and they got nothing. They soon formulated a plot to overthrow the king and take control themself, and from there, they used their connections and soon learned of a witch who resided in the woods.”

“This witch was very powerful, and again, she would grant one favour in exchange for a wish. However, this advisor was clever. They used their wish to generate more clause-free wishes, and used one of those to negate the price.”

“However, this was not met with gratitude. Furious at being tricked, she pursued the advisor, so they fled. This witch told the kingdom of this plot, and they were pursued by a childhood friend of theirs, the bounty hunter. Eventually becoming lost, they decided to hide out and teach themself magic so that they could do things for themself. And indeed they learned, and they formulated a plot to take revenge.”

“A magic potion that they knew about from the one time they stole from the witch, that they began brewing. It was supposed to create a massive explosion, however, the adviser misread one ingredient.”

“Instead of using elderberries, they used raspberries. Therefore, they instead created a rift between worlds that they were brought through, and they ended up in a different land. Yours, actually.”

“They landed in…. a place called Japan, near a city called Tokyo, home to one Hope’s Peak Academy. Many sweeps of observation took place, and they eventually assimilated into the culture. Of course, they still had their powers, but they quickly learned that…. it wasn’t accepted. However, their goal was simply to go back home…”

“However, this comrade of theirs, also a member of the despair forces, approached. Allow the use of the simulation to generate despair and aid in their conquest, and they would give them anything they wished.”

A long, drawn out pause.

“Oh, did I mention? This advisor was one by the name of… Kumi. A pleasure to meet you all, I’m sure.”

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Exeunt Takumi || Monotheatre

“So. Well then, that was definitely something!”

“See..looks like your so called furry partner in crime doesn’t give a rats ass about you.”

“Fuck you.”

Kumi then stared the mastermind down, coldly moving up behind their stand and grinning at Takumi.

“Au revoir, Ueno. You’re still a culprit, and you were caught, so you know the rules.”

Takumi blankly stared at Kumi. Everything was so dull right now, time was still going on, and he hated it. Though putting up an act for the last time was something he could do right now. So, clapping his hands gently together, he smiled at Kumi before talking.

“Fair enough, lemme say something though before I get to die! Pretty please?”

“I’ll let you talk, but make it quick.”

“So last thing before I actually don’t have to see any of your dumb faces, especially of that seaweed bitch; Seriously, you need to revise your priorities if you’re going to trust that creepy giantess. Though I guess that’s a bit too late due to what I did put you through but, think about that? How can she still function in normal society? Honestly, I’m a bit worried, but as of right now I’m relieved I won’t hear any of you again soon, so-”

“I said make it quick,  not start a soap opera. We have an execution to attend to, fishbait”

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The Bear Bares the Rabbit || Monotheatre

Monomi had gotten back up again, and she was standing behind a podium, staring at Monokuma.

“You know… what he’s saying is right. They’re both working for a terrorist organization, Sachi-san told me.“

“The Equites is a terrorist organization, if you’ll call it that. We’re going to change Japan and make it so much better than it already is. We’ll be in power, and we’ll make it a global force to be reckoned with. Kumi assisted me, of course, but we’re going to carry this through. The videos are ready to be broadcasted to Japan, and as soon as Ueno dies or whatever, we can revive all of you and actually force you to join.”

He paused, and grinned.

“Really, what more would you want? You’ll get to be a part of something. I’ll show Hope’s Peak that they have no reason to treat me as a criminal.”

Kumi turned to look at Takumi, before turning to the podium.

“I was once part of Hope’s Peak. I assisted the academy with this… they wanted to research theoretical science. This would pave the way for so many new things, but… I had another goal I needed to fulfil.”

“Yeah, they were SHSL Computer Coder. I was SHSL Pirate. Usami was SHSL Medical Aide, and I couldn’t convince her to join me. What a shame.”

Kumi nodded at this, their hair falling over their eyes.

“Yes, I was. We’re just stalling now, and it doesn’t seem like reinforcements are coming. Give me a bit, Kurokuma-san.”

Kumi pulled out a cell phone and turned it on, dialing a number before retreating back to their chair.

“So, there you have it! We used the motives to find out what can drive you to murder, and we still have those to hold over your heads in case you don’t cooperate. Anyways, Kumi’s going to notify them.”

A sudden noise caused him to turn, and Monomi had once again stood up, holding a box with a button on it. She looked at him, eyes narrowed, before he stepped back, blinking. All at once, she lunged and secured a firm grasp on his wrist. Kumi also stepped forward, to the side of the pair.

“I didn’t want to have to use this, but now I can! Farewell, dear brother!”

She pushed it, and both her and Monokuma’s bodies began glitching out. His expression was frozen in shock, while she looked back and smiled.

“Do me proud!”

And she was gone.

{monokuma/monomi illustration and gif by: ghost!}

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Bare Bears || Monotheatre

A noise suddenly came from the throne area, and Monokuma himself strode out, frowning, before he turned to glower at Takumi and Sachi both. Scratching his head, he then began speaking in a gruff tone of voice.

“Look, you don’t have much time. Can you wrap it up soon, the Equites will be here soon.”

Takumi was honestly happy his conversation with Sachiko had been interrupted, she was getting on his nerves so much. With a smile, he turned to Monokuma and puts his hands behind his back while tilting his head slightly.

“Not much time? Aw honey, how sad. That sucks. I would have liked more time, but I guess life’s unfair as it is~.”

It was hard to tell if he was serious or joking in a terrible way.

“I don’t fucking care about your grandiose reveal or whatever, I want you to get it over with and get everything in order. There are still scientists out there, even if I hope Kumi took care of them, but we really need to be getting out.”

“Talk about a grandiose reveal when you’ve been walking in a weirder costume than me. I literally just switched to the suit and explained myself. Though I’ve been a little bit too quiet during the whole game, I wasn’t as attention seeking as some of you are.”

“I’ve had enough about working with you as a partner. Shittiest experience ever, seriously, I hate it so much. You’re like a parrot, you never shut up”

At this, he then pulled out his sword and pointed it at Takumi before Kumi cleared their throat, sighing.

“Look, we need to get this over with. Monokuma is right, we need to get the students out so…”

Takumi stepped back when the sword was pointed at him, but then he grinned and shrugged before talking.

“Alright then! Have fun with your own personal game, Monokuma! I’m not gonna work for your dirty and dumb paws anymore! And frankly, if you hated it so much, why didn’t you kill me? Oh well, what would be the utility to keep it up anymore when I know my time is almost up? Huhuhu, I’ve lived for more than 16 years and that sound short to some of you but that’s fucking plenty to me! So have fun screaming around, because I’m gonna be in my personal hell soon anyway! Too bad I wouldn’t manage to fully reach my goal of instilling chaos, but that’s okay! I’ve done what I could~”

This appeared to be the bear-person’s breaking point and he lunged forward, the sword pointed straight and true. There seemed to be a moment where time stood still before a scream came from behind the throne.

“Nooooooooooo!”

…And Monomi herself had caught the sword, her eyes narrowed determinedly. Blood dripped to the ground from her hands and yet she held her stance before twisting her arm and punching the shocked Monokuma in the gut, causing him to bend over. She then knocked the blade back, sliding to the side as Monokuma turned abruptly towards Takumi.

“Look, I don’t fucking care if we’re going to conquer Japan, I hate you, Ueno. Why did we have to be dragged into this simulation anyways? Why did she have to be here? Why do I have to deal with this?”

Wait, what?

Sachi paused for a few seconds, blinking, before Takumi tilted his head.

“Not like I’m used to the salty words. Yeah you all hate me, what’s new. I’m not up for some theatrical shit anymore. But I told you already, it was for my own personal fun since I wanted to see who would stand still after an extended pressure of the game, and she was there for technical stuff. I appreciated to see and hear the chaos and the crying of some of you. It was hilarious. Anyway. Repeating it makes it dull, honestly. But the simulation idea was not mine, I simply messed around with what was there so I asked that girl to pick people to throw in the game since she’s better at handling technology. It’s simple!”

“Yeah, bastards. This entire simulation was Hope’s Peak idea. They built it as part of an enrichment program, but they soon changed it when they found out that Japan was about to be taken over by a new group. And Ueno and I are working for the same affiliation, the Equites Ieustheta.”

A sigh.

“Sachiko also used to be a member of the cult, too.”

“Yeah, we’re going to use the simulation to stir fear into the hearts of the population. There’s nothing you can do about it, and Ueno’s dying soon anyways.”

“You really need to remind it multiple times to people that my life’s wasted? You must love me.”

“Shut up.”

“So, you know, you’ll all either die or join the cult. You have the power to make a choice…chose wisely”

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Jewel of the Sea || Monotheatre

“So… you finally figured it out? Took you long enough. I’m the person behind this all, and in the interest of keeping things streamlined, I think I should give you an explanation. It’s only fair after all.”

This was followed by a stomp, and a familiar green head of hair walked over.

“About goddamn time you give an explanation, taken you long enough you giant baby. Why did you want my help? And how did you get involved with…. them ?”

“…How did I get involved with them?”

He paused and leaned forward languidly.

“Well, I thought that the world needed a little changing, a little persuasion. Life’s so tough out on the streets, and you know that, don’t you, Sachi? The Equites certainly did, and they know about you. Naturally, they knew how they could persuade you.”

“Persuade me? As If. Honestly that’s a bunch of bullshit. I may have been the leader of a cult for a short amount of time…But that doesn’t mean they can persuade me. I’m not some fucking test subject like you….Look at you..actually obeying to fucking furries? Good job”

“Do you think I care about that fucking furry? He’s only useful to hack into this place. He was a former student at the academy, just like you or I. And really, how interesting… perhaps that’s why I’ve heard mention of them being a former cult. You wouldn’t happened to know about this, now would you?”

“That’s funny you say that when after all he’s your boss Takumi. You’re a damn idiot. You have no brains what so ever yet you keep on squirming. Give up already. I refuse to speak anymore about that cult business. It’s none of your damn business to begin with you shitstain.”

“He’s not my fucking boss. He’s our coworker, and we all answer to someone else. Your own brain must be like your hair, nothing but seaweed. And it’s too late, they’re coming for you.”

He paused.

“Though I’m not sure if they’ll even come.”

“Just shut up and die already, or ill take the pleasure of killing you myself just like I did to Hunter over there…except you can’t regenerate. Everyone here knows I’m perfectly capable of it. Just fucking tell everyone the rest of your sob story of how horrible it was killing someone and regretting it. Boohoo”

Takumi rolled his eyes and looked to Sachiko again.

“Look, even if you kill me, I’ll still be okay outside. Besides, you know, the cult is coming for us. And I really don’t care about what a pathetic cult reject has to say, but… anyways, yes, I did kill someone. What of it? Should I have to regret what I did? Besides, you killed people too, so don’t act innocent, you even said it that you’re capable of that. Frankly, I know I have no place to say it since I’m the one behind this game, but you really are too dangerous to even live in a normal society.”

He gritted his teeth and turned to the side, still addressing to Sachiko..

“I’m tired of being here with you and Monofuck. I’d be frankly happier if you actually died. Oh well.”

“Toodles, Asswipe I’ll be sure to tell your beloved mentor how wonderful you are…when I see her and you don’t“

[beyonddespairsboundsone-blog]

Said Salt is so Real || Monotheatre

Accusations weighed on the jeweler, and he felt cornered. Watchful eyes fell on him, only on him. However, when Kumi spoke, Takumi snorted. ‘Thank you’? Really? Is this all they had to say? Pathetic.

“Oh what a shame! I am totally cornered! Oh my, should I play comedy again? I frankly am tired of it all! Of you all! But it was fucking hilarious to see you all cry and moan whenever it happened! That’s some theatrical skill right there! By the way…”

The jeweler glanced at the Good Luck student and smiled. What did she mean that he can make it right? Her suggestion was laughable, really. He sighed and spoke, with fake concern and a deceiving soft smile.

“Castillo-san, I’m sorry to break it to you, but I don’t think there’s a chance for me to make it right, especially not when two awful chatterboxes are standing in front of me! Why trying to make it right when they’ll try to tear every argument away anyway? I don’t owe anyone any ‘right’ option! See? You get nothing good because I give you nothing good! Fair, no?”

Takumi giggled as he glanced at the duo he grew to hate deeply and grinned.

“I guess for the umpteenth time, you’ll get what you want. But just a moment!”

He pulled his beaded bracelet off from his wrist and stretched it far apart with his own hands, forcing it to break. Beads are either rolling on the floor or flying across the room due to the force of the elastic snapping. Takumi then dropped it to the floor as he walked toward the throne and went behind the curtains, passing by quickly. Coming out to the other side, the jeweler fixed his tie then put his hand to the hip and smiled to the people still standing in the courtroom.

“Better. Anyway so. Yeah, just as you guys guessed, surely for a while already, with the exception of that one piece of shit who knew way ahead. Congrats, you fucking imbeciles. It would have been ten times more fun if I hadn’t asked for some ‘help’. Oh well!~”

Takumi yawned in boredom, then smiled again, not caring about anyone’s reaction to his reveal.

All of the people in the courtroom saw it coming after all… But what did he hide in his sleeve? What was his motivation? Why all this?