SCRATCH-O, HEY!

#but you knew that already

chapter 2 trial summed up tbh

#fck

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prisonofdespair

Execution 0: The Queen of Blades

With the motive in play, almost all of the students were stuck in your assigned groups, unable to part from another as much as they all would have liked to. By the time that most groups had retreated to their cells, there was a loud stomp of feet, and a loud voice resonating throughout the prison.

“MONOBEAR YOU RATCHET PIECE OF FUCKIN’ SHIT, GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!!”

Well wasn’t someone just enthusiastic to summon up the bear. What was going on here…?

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Dance can save your life

#about ryuu

A Small Collection || Dante || Open

His face shifted into an expression of discomfort the longer the other boy went on. Not only did Ryuu insist despite contrary evidence that this was spy training, but the pawnbroker didn’t find himself feeling much luck after one minute of conversation with this card. Seemed a little too full of himself, like a glass jar bursting with…marbles. Okay, Dante wasn’t the best with analogies. But the thought was still there.

"The god of rhythm gamin’." He repeated in a deadpan tone, crossing his arms. Was that some sport now? Competitively playing a video game? Jeez, they’ll make a sport out of anything, nowadays. Dante was never big on sports, they were everywhere. And it appeared he couldn’t get away from them, even in prison. But all the same, the rhythm gamer did seem confident, and confidence was something Dante could always get behind.

"Might make me a god’a sellin’ old junk, then, eh?" He retorted with a smile, holding out a hand for Ryuu to shake. "Well, nice too meetcha, regardless, man. I’m Dante, god’a pawnbrokin’."

#reply #shslpawnbroker #chapter one

Being the dense kid he was, Ryuu didn't even notice the pawnbroker's discomfort, and instead never seemed to stop talking. God, he was an annoying kid. An air of confidence, or was that arrogance, surrounded Ryuu wherever he went, and his expressions only solidified his self-absorbed attitude. Man, he was the best. And he had to let everyone know it. Even if it cost him like, almost all his friends, and potential friends, and... almost everyone he talked to, really. He needed to get a grip on reality, but really, anyone that thinks he would be able to manage that is wrong.

Despite how unimpressed his company sounded, Ryuu nodded enthusiastically, a huge, stupid grin plastered on his face as he did so. Hel- heck yeah, god of rhythm gaming! What other god could you possibly need? Psch. He was the best there was, and there was no need to question it at all.

Wait.

Wait wait wait.

Ryuu gave him a questioning look. He was a god too? What the heck? What the heck? How did he not know there were others here? What the heck? Okay, no, that wasn't important right now, all he knew was that he had to act all godlike and serious now. All right. He's got this! He reached out and shook Dante's hand FIRMLY, expressing how CONFIDENT and ASSERTIVE he was. That had to make him know he was top dog around here! "Heh! It's nice to meet you then, Dante, god of pawnbroking!" ...Hold on. "Wait. Uh...," his expression dropped into a look of confusion, "what's pawnbroking?"

soliloquyvacivity

NOT ENOUGH MINERALS | CHAPTER ZERO | (AB)NORMAL DAYS | [RE: Monobear]

…People. Lots, and lots of people within an area that was commonly known as a prison. Absolutely disgusting.

He could already feel himself having a scowl on his face as he crossed his arms over his chest, his head cocked to the side. Of course, of course. This was a prison after all, and this was a place where people were horded up like animals, which was exactly what most of the individuals sent here had deserved.

But surely these people appeared to be…somewhat around his age, if not a bit older or younger by a few years. How horrible.

His attention was taken away easily by the voice of what appears to be a monochromatic bear, with some awful design on it. He stayed silent throughout the bear’s whole speech, the ‘forever’ part of it making his scowl grow even more than before, a quiet hissing of a cat emerging after a while.

How dare this bear, whoever created that horrendous thing, trap him in this place? Out of everyone? Surely that was an incredibly purrideful statement, but he wasn’t ashamed at all for that. He could also be a bit…purrtencious.

No? Come on, the puns are acceptable in a time of crisis after all. (Like this one.)

After the bear was gone, some mystical force had now possessed his hand to move up into the air in the direction of where the bear was, and politely extended his middle finger with a unamused expression on his face. Ha. He could just angrily do the pon pon wei wei while he’s at it. Or better yet, boy, do I love chicken strips. Sometimes, when I’m home alone, I

"Fuck you! Fuck you! 빌어 먹을! 빌어 먹을!”

Well that’s very kind of you to bring to the table, Seung.

#reply #soliloquyvacivity #chapter one

Unlike some people, Ryuu still didn't actually get anything that was happening at all. He was off in his own world completely content with everything that was going on. Prison? Nah. It's probably just the basement floor of Hope's Peak, where they train all their secret spies! That's more like it! He was completely disregarding Monobear for the most part. He knew this was a secret spy mission, and so he had to react in a secret spy way. Maybe he was the lucky one that caught on way before everyone else did. Just an easy way to get things started ahead of everyone!

No one else seemed to think the same way he did, except his secret spy roomie buddy, the king of the sea, Lesser Ryuu. But that was okay, he hardly met anyone yet. Maybe they'd figure it out if he reminded them.

After the bear's speech, the gamer decided to look around at the now-gathered crowd, perfect time to size up his opponents. He was NOT going to let anyone win this spy game! Him and Lesser Ryuu were going to be on top! He noticed competition that stood out just a little bit more than the others. And not in the good way.

But there in the crowd was Seung Jae-Hwa. What Ryuu didn't know was that he was also a gamer, but what he DID kknow was that this kid had a foul mouth and no manners! How rude! He marched right on up over to the guy, back as straight as a flagpole, shoulders squared off, showing as much authority as he could muster. He was definitely an important authority figure here! With a frown on his face, he stared at Seung, looking like he was about to talk crazy shit, but instead all he said was...

"Hey! Watch your language!"

A Small Collection || Dante || Open

His head lifted when he heard a new voice talking to him. His brow crooked up as he regarded the teenager up and down. Quite a colorful character, he had to say, was that white in his hair? And glowing bracelets? He looked like some raver, or a dancer. Something. Well, regardless, nice headphones.

"Spy trainin’, huh?" He asked with a chuckle in his tone, "Gotta admit, ain’t heard that one before, boug. But I don’t think this is any kinda trainin’. Think they’d make it a lil’ bit more obvious.” That was a stretch, but Dante hadn’t seen many spy films. All he gathered from them was that there were obstacles and pits to fall into and lasers to dodge. Not cells and kids to deal with. And of course they’d be wearing something classier. Not their usual garbs.

Speaking of garbs, the other’s appearance and mannerisms made the pawnbroker’s curiosity pique. A new light in his eyes, he asked, “So that make you a super special high school spy then, friend?” Meeting a ballerina and a spy all in the same day? This was interesting, to say the least.

Ryuu was indeed quite the colourful character. Maybe not as bright as the rest of his friends. And by bright, I mean actual colours. But at the same time... yeah... both were true. Ryuu was definitely not very smart at all, especially not when it came to working out problems such as where the hell he was and what the hell he was doing there.

"Whaddaya mean 'more obvious'? Isn't this obvious enough? We get roomed with a secret spy partner and we're in a place we've never seen before with futuristic spy cards and stuff, and then we get this weird mission thing! This is definitely spy training! I'm just waiting for the red laser things to kick in and then we're talkin'!" He was so convinced. He was so convinced that everything was really cool spy stuff. There was no way he was ever going to think otherwise. Not even if anyone... died. He just wasn't that bright.

The gamer didn't actually think he was a Super High School Level Super Spy, because that would probably make everyone weep with jealousy. Instead, he was the god of rhythm gaming, which he was sure would also make everyone weep with jealousy. "Me? Nah. I'm better than that! You may refer to me as Ryuu-sama! I'm the god of rhythm gaming! Right here! In the flesh! Today is your lucky day!" He would've tacked on a 'and who are you, mortal?' but he was far too self-absorbed for that.

#reply #shslpawnbroker

blindprofits

i did it…. i sprited all of ryuu’s friends…..

the top image is just height comparisons. tiny baby chou im laughign.

underneath that just click for names because fuck.

none of them have shsls except ryuu who is my rhythm gamer but you know. shrugs.

#look at this photograph

A Small Collection || Dante || Open

An announcement called from their keycard for them to meet at the entrance to the building. For a moment, the pawnbroker simply stared at his keycard, turning it this way and that while the voice behind the microphone spoke in his hand. What a neat device, it had a PA system and everything! He was definitely keeping this, no way around it. With a shrug, Dante followed the order and calmly walked to the meeting place. What else was there to do, after all? Standing before the entrance, the pawnbroker got a good look at the rest of the group, not even noticing that he had lost track of his big friend. Pretty small collection for a prison, wouldn’t you say?

Oh, but there was a new addition! A…bear. A talking bear. Well, alright, it wasn’t a real bear, now, c’mon. That’d be crazy. No, the talking thing that seemed to appear out of nowhere saved crazy for later, after insults. After talk of being trapped in prison and murdering to get out. The irony was impeccable.

And then, just like that, the toy was gone, leaving them to take in their new information. He cracked a cool smile. “Well, ain’t that the warmest welcome.”

"Well! You heard ‘im! We gotta be low-life criminals to get out of prison! Let’s get started!" He laughed to no one, shoving his hands in his pockets. Because this was definitely a joke. A prank. No one would expect a group of teenagers to kill each other in cold blood, right? "Aw, the nerve’a y’all, tryin’ to scare us outta our wits! Whoever’s got that thing goin’, I gotta hand it to ya, you almost got me, man. Almost got me."

#reply #shslpawnbroker #chapter one

Unfortunately for the rhythm gamer, his quest for the kitchen was abruptly stopped as his keycard started talking. What the heck? Where was that voice coming from? He didn't even realize the card was talking to him until he gave the entire room a look-over, finally deducing that the sound was literally in the palm of his hand the entire time. Fuc- hecking smooth. Of course, he acted like it didn't happen at all and so there he was, listening to some weird announcement, and there he was having to try and navigate around. Thankfully he noticed the growing mass of people, and decided that maybe he should head over there, which he did, which was a good thing, otherwise he probably would've gotten lost and then he'd probably have ended up dead. And we don't want that just yet, do we?

Now, Ryuu wasn't exactly the brightest of people, and he was still fairly sure he was in some weird super spy training school or something, so he decided that whatever Monobear had said was just a prep mission and no one was actually going to die and everything was just going to be staged. There were probably actors somewhere in the group of them, so it only made sense. He looked over at the pawnbroker who seemed to have a pretty similar idea to his own, nodding in agreement.

"Ahaha! Don't worry, don't worry! This is only like, a spy task. Don't you know? We're in spy training! Or, what, you haven't figured that out yet? Come on! I thought more people would've come up with this by now! Look, look, this is just like. A fake mission thing! It all makes sense, huh!" He was so stupidly convinced that everything was some weird game or something. He stupidly convinced himself of it, really. "We just gotta wait until the producers or something pulls the first move and then we gotta pretend that we didn't see it coming and stuff! That's all!"

prisonofdespair

Welcome to the Prison of Despair

After a somewhat interesting conversation with the only other person in the room, you hear speakers crackle and a high-pitched voice comes over the intercom.

"Eh… All prisoners please report to the entrance of the building immediately. Anyone who doesn’t show up will be sent to solitary.”

If you had looked at your electronic keycard earlier, it included a map of the place, instructions on how to use the piece of technology itself, and a list of various names paired up with another. Once you and your fellow inmate exit the cell, using the map or not, you eventually find yourselves standing before the door of the building. There stood many other people. Could they have been the ones on the list? All of a sudden, the same voice from before catches your attention. You try to see past the group of confused teenagers to see a toy bear. Was it there the entire time? What exactly is going on? Will your questions ever be answered?

"Took you bastards long enough!"

"Next time you make me wait, I’ll send you all to the death row. Every single one of you!"

Everyone suddenly went quiet. What was there to say?

Surfing Beats [KONISHI RYUU]

If Ryuu said ghost stories in his sleep… Mizuchi would cry. Probably. Imagine that! Trapped under his roomie with no chances to escape, while listening to horrifying tales. Oh, since he slept with his sunglasses on, they’d be flooded with tears. Fun. Listening to sleep-talkers was enjoyable though. Losing sleep… Not so much. He’s looking forward to his well-deserved nap anyway.

"I’d be surprised if I recognized anybody, honestly. Doubt that anybody else could top you or me. They’d probably have t’ be some deity or royalty if I did… Gotta admit that my memory ain’t good though… Hmm! Speakin’ of food…"

"I’ve gotcha, buddy. ‘s a no-carrot zone ‘ere."

Either this writer is really sleepy or they think it’d be funny if Mizuchi dyed his hair green and called himself a carrot. Moving on.

"I don’t think they’d have ‘em here but don’t gimme any avocados. That shit’s fuckin’ nasty. No avocados and no carrots in the dragon gang!"

Food, huh… He had no idea how long he had been out for but he’s damn hungry. In that mind of his, he was either thinking about the beach, his sister, surfing, people, himself, or food. That was it. He’s not the surprisingly complicated character. He’s just Mizuchi. He patted his stomach a few times and let out a hearty laugh.

"Alrighty then! Hahaha, we better get a move on, huh? Can’t wait to meet all the possibly interestin’ people ‘round us! They’re gonna be our opponents… Heheh."

He said that while fumbling around with the key card. How… was he supposed to use this?

"Goddamn techno-shit…"

Ryuu telling ghost stories was a thing that had to happen eventually now. It was going to happen and nothing was going to stop it. How Ryuu was going to manage to spew out an entire sensible ghost story in his sleep, I don't know, but it was going to happen.

"Yeah, I feel ya! They'd have to be preeeetty great to beat us! Nobody's got anything against the Dragon Gang super duo!" Hell yeah, he was so sure of that. There was no way there could be any other kind of god or king or lord or .... oh, wait. Better not tell him about the Slug Lord. Then, things might get a bit competitive....

Avocados... Eh, Ryuu wasn't the biggest fan of them anyway. Not a problem. Dragon Gang was now Vendetta Against Harmless Food gang and nothing could stop them. Excellent. Ryuu nodded, wondering if there was any instance where avocado or carrots would even be important in this super spy school. Hopefully there wasn't.

"All right! I gotcha! Better be neither of them around but if there are, stay away! Heh, not gonna be too hard, I don't think. 'Specially since we're like... super spies now. Just super spy around the stupid food things. Yeah! Got it!"

The gamer couldn't wait to meet everyone either, but that was mostly just to give people autographs and make himself feel like he was at the top of the world. He had a pretty good time with that so, why not, right? Meeting new people was definitely a good way to figure out how to sabotage the competition, too, so! Win-win situation.

".... You need some help over there or something?"

He stared at Mizuchi for a while before stepping over to the door, unlocking and opening it with ease. Actually, he was pretty proud of himself for that, grinning to himself as he stepped out, waiting for his dumb nerd of a new friend to follow.

Surfing Beats [KONISHI RYUU]

Luckily for Ryuu, Mizuchi can be quite oblivious. He’s either super observant or not at all. Never in between.

"Oh yeah, ‘m pretty sure they are. B-Because I know nothin’ ‘bout them games! Yeah!"

Because Mizuchi didn’t spend a whole hour complaining how he lost to Blake in a match of MaiMai. Nope.

Oh, don’t worry. Mizuchi is used to being disappointed. Sort of. He still overreacts but that’s just a thing he does. Take his friends back home as an example. The Loser Crew would go on fishing trips and, while everyone was actually fishing, Mizuchi would be lounging on the sand. Then Shinji would run over, say that he’s caught the biggest one yet in the most monotone voice ever, then hold up a tiny goldfish. And maybe Mizuchi’s earring in the other hand as if it was used as the lure. But, then again, he’s Shinji. Bad example. Life was filled with disappointments and Mizuchi knew that. That didn’t necessarily mean that he was ready to face them.

Aaaand another positive on Ryuu’s side. The surfer was always open for listening. Always. Even if he wasn’t listening, he was. That… didn’t make any sense but that’s what he did. He’s also very gullible so… Have fun with that. Okay, that was a lie. He’d listen to everything but ghost stories.

"Hell yeah, I meant sharin’!"

Big bro Mizuchi, they used to call him… Whoever they were, they didn’t exist. Even his sister didn’t call him that. Back home, he’d share literally anything that everyone might as well start referring him as that.

"Haha, whatever y’ say, Ryuu-sama! God of rhythm games and beds… Incredible! Everyone’s soooo jealous. I’m certain of that!

Being a light sleeper, Mizuchi was definitely going to come across countless sleepless nights… Fun. More naps for him.

He spun once more, facing the door. Better get this door open— Look at that, he forgot to ask something. He whips his head around, sending his messily done ponytail and earrings into a tangled mess.

"One more thing. Got anythin’ t’ announce? Anythin’ I need t’ know? Like, allergies or somethin’, I dunno. Just t’ make you ‘eel more relaxed, yeah."

Haha, he even threw in a dumb fish pun in there.

#reply #mister duderino el grande #prologue

Ryuu had absolutely no idea. He was far too dense to insight against Mizuchi's bluff. No matter how shitty it was. He never wouldn't assumed otherwise anyway, really. Not that he cared. Anyone who played rhythm games that wasn't him was obviously below him anyway, so it didn't really matter at all in the long run.

Always listening might be a pro on Ryuu's end, but it was likely to be Mizuchi's end. Seriously, this kid never stopped talking. He even talked in his sleep. There was no way poor Mizuchi was going to be able to sleep through the night with Ryuu around. Actually, it could be a con on Ryuu's end too. Who knows what Ryuu says in his sleep? What if he made weird murder confessions or something subconsciously? That probably wouldn't sound too good. What if Ryuu told ghost stories in his sleep? What then? There were too many questions to be asked about that. When will there be answers?

"Ehehehe... You betcha! I'm pretty sure nobody else has a god as their roomie or anything, so I mean, totally a reason to be jealous. Not to mention, a king too! A king and a god! As far as I know, we're the top of the food chain right now. 'Course, we won't know for sure until we meet the rest of them, but do we even need to do that to win? Heh, who knows. I guess there's only one way to find out."

He took a quick look over at the bunk bed before stepping toward the door, gosh, he was still a little uneasy about sharing but... It's better than being forced to have bottom bunk, right. So maybe it wasn't that bad...

"Anything to announce? Huh? Allergies? Well... Hm... Not really.... Except... Except maybe..."

"....Carrots." He sneered, "I. Hate. Carrots. Don't put them anywhere near me! Heck that! No carrots! I'm not allergic to them or anythin' but they're the absolute WORST! So keep 'em away from me!"

Yeah. Here we go again. The Chase OC food vendettas. Wonder what else he's going to end up developing vendettas against.

Surfing Beats [KONISHI RYUU]

Out of everyone in the group, the Dragon Gang definitely were the ones to know what was going down. Obviously. I mean, just look at them. They figured out the entire plot to PoD already, it’s obviously just a super spy training school, duh! Gosh, they were so smart. Don’t worry, lesser Ryuu, he’s totally got this in the bag.

"Dragon gang….?"

He paused for a moment, looking down at his feet as if he was thinking about the name very carefully. Don’t get me wrong, he was definitely thinking carefully about it, but it was thinking in the Ryuu sense so it didn’t really matter anyway.

"Sounds great, heheheh… Sure! From this day forward, our super cool spy duo’s named the Dragon Gang! Now all we need to do is win this competition, which won’t be too hard, ehheh…"

Even I don’t know how Ryuu was good at math but it seemed that he had to be so he is. The only school thing he’s good at. Congratulations, Ryuu, you aren’t as stupid as everyone thinks you are. Except you really kind of are.

"I got a lotta practice with this game called Math Math Revolution. It’s a pretty cheap knockoff of DDR but it’s still pretty cool and my parents forced me to play it and now I’m like a super math whiz and also a super rhythm game whiz but you already knew that. Ryuu-sama the rhythm game god is here to save the day! No need to worry, citizen, there’s no way we’re gonna get beat! The only beats I know are the ones I decimate when I play them! We’ll be top of the class, lesser Ryuu, I know it!"

Thanks for the ego boost. Ryuu was real dam- darn happy with that. Mizuchi was right! What didn’t he know? He was so fuc- heckin’ happy with this Ryuu-sama thing. Usually people looked at him funny when he said to refer to him as such but this was going pretty well! Maybe it wasn’t going to be so bad. He was looking forward to the Dragon Gang.

He was following his cool roomie to the door until….

"……………………………………………………………………."

He stared at Mizuchi with wide, horrified eyes. No…. No…………. NO! That’s impossible! No one could take the top bunk from Konishi Ryuu, self-proclaimed god of rhythm gaming! His entire posture seemed to just. Drop. As if what came out of Mizuchi’s mouth was so blasphemous it literally made his brain melt.

"…N…. No way….. You… you CAN’T take the top bunk… the… the top bunk’s MINE….."

"Our success is pretty much secure, y’know? Since you know everythin’ ‘n shit. Like, we could be trapped in a room with… fuckin’… chainsaws and piranha everywhere ‘n you’re all, I’ve got this. Heheh… ‘cept, piranhas won’t be a problem…”

Oops, he didn’t mean to say that out loud. Ignore his dumb rambles. The longer he talked, the more he muttered under his breath. So. Dragon gang it is. There’s no going back now. Especially after bringing up the top bunk. No backing out. There is no escape. We’re in this for the long run.

Oh, shit, Ryuu was talking. Gotta pretend he was listening… Uhh. He nods a bit too enthusiastically, slightly painful since he did just wake up on the floor.

Did he just call him lesser Ryuu again? Huh… Maybe he really did hear him correctly… Or! He could still have some sea water in his ears. That messed up other’s speeches a lot. He’s going to let that slide… again… Mizuchi was still a bit unsure on calling him Ryuu-sama though. There was nothing wrong with it, it’s just… Strange. Just hearing that certain honorific was weird. But if that’s what he wanted… Mizuchi tries to be a good person. He really does. All that effort either pays off or is completely useless. Let’s see where this takes him

"………………………………"

Okay, looking serious was too hard for him. It felt too out of place. He breaths out an exaggerated sigh before shaking his head with a chuckle.

"Hahaha… I can’t? Says who? You ain’t the god of beds, Ryuu-sama! Or, uhh, at least, I think so. Not sure ‘bout you but I’ve got intentions of sharin’, yeah. You’re welcome t’ join me for a nap or two after we’ve got all this shit sorted out."

That sounded… horrible. How in the world did he say it without bursting into laughter? No. More importantly… How could he melt his brain if he didn’t have one?

Mizuchi is going to be so disappointed by Ryuu's lack of ability. Chainsaws? Hell no. Get those away from him. Chainsaws are dangerous as heck, yo! And piranhas? More like no. Ryuu didn't like the water at all, really (shh, don't tell the surfer), but dangerous fish? HECK no. He wasn't about that scene at all. But of course, he wasn't just going to say that out loud. So instead, he laughed, a touch of nervousness in his voice.

"Hahahaahah! Y- yeah.... I've got this. Totally! Psssch, chainsaws. Definitely my strong front. No sweat! H-haha! I mean, if you can handle Math Math Revolution for so long you can handle chainsaws too, right? Totally the same thing! Nothing to worry about! Yeah! Haha...."

Ryuu didn't even realize that his cellmate wasn't paying attention. A lot of people gave me that treatment and he took it as a normal thing, no worries! Why wouldn't someone want to listen to his grand stories anyway? He was a god after all. Everyone respected gods and stuff, right? So obviously that meant he was respected too! At least, that was how it was in Ryuu's head. It was probably for the best that he stuck to that mentality. No need to pop the guy's bubble. It was cool enough that someone finally realized how godly he was, anyway! Always look on the bright side, Ryuu. Don't let the despair get to you.

Hold on! He was TOTALLY god of beds too--. Wait.

"Sharing? You mean like....... sharing?"

Well. Naps were pretty great.... But did he want to share? He thought about it for a while. Pros: just like how it usually was, personal heater, this guy seemed cool enough, probably. Cons: not the top bunk to himself. Hm....

"Okay, fine. But I will have you know that I'm totally the god of beds, too. So you better not think about going back on that! Or else!"

Honestly, the guy didn't really seem to care much. It was like he was completely chill with just. Falling asleep all over strangers. Which he kind of was. So it probably wasn't going to be a problem. Poor Mizuchi was stuck with dealing with a talking Ryuu. But it's too late to turn back now.

Surfing Beats [KONISHI RYUU]

"Choking and dying? Just call me Ryuu-sama ‘cause I’m totally a god! I’m invincible! Nothing can kill me!"

Ryuu couldn’t help his stuttering problem. He was far too excited for anything. It wasn’t like he meant to stutter, it was just a thing that ended up happening. He wasn’t very happy with it at all but there he was, stuttering. It was a lame weakness of his and he hated it a lot but you’d never hear him complain about it because he’s supposed to be the coolest dude ever.

"I wonder if anyone else even knows there’s a god on board right now. They’re missing out real bad, heheh… Don’t you worry, lesser Ryuu, we’ll totally win this competition easy! We need like… a cool spy duo name or something. Do spies have those? I mean, yeah, they totally do! And… and secret codenames! That’s a thing too, right? Yeah!"

Permanent markers were definitely nothing to worry about, I mean, how would they ever get around to picking up permanent markers anyway, right? Absolutely nothing to worry about. The dragon gang wasn’t going to fall from something so petty. Definitely not.

Twenty-seven seemed like a pretty big number. Could Ryuu even count that high? Hopefully. Probably. He wasn’t a complete moron or anything. Oh wait. No, Ryuu was good at math. Math Math Revolution was totally a real thing and nobody could tell him otherwise.

"Sssso that gives us twelve teams that aren’t us, huh. Totally easy. We can totally win this thing! No competition at all, ehehhe…. Wait… but what about the twenty-seventh? What happens to them? Is someone getting an extra person on their team? That’s, like, really unfair! That should be against the rules! What the heck?"

Someone please stop the kid before he hurts himself. He shook his head to clear his thoughts before taking in the rest of what Mizuchi said. A key? Why would they need key….s…. Oh. He glanced over at the door with the cool keycard thing. He knew it! This was an all-in-one super spy card thing!

"This is getting so high-tech…. Next thing you know, there are going to be laser grids and stuff we’re gonna have to try and move around. Because like… every spy thing has to do that, right? Obviously it’d be in training, too! They need to get their technology up to speed, I’m figuring all of this out already!"

First name basis already? That was quick. The honorific was a bit tacky and needed some time getting used to but whatever. Wait. Did he just call him lesser Ryuu? … No. His hearing must be going bad.

"We’ve got this, yeah! We’ll do it for sure!"

Because, out of all people, these two should know what they’re doing. Mizuchi was almost always confident in his actions. Maybe too confident…

"Since you’re Ryuu…-sama… And I’m Ryuujin… We could be, like, some sorta dragon gang!"

It sounded kind of dumb coming from him but then again, everything he said was dumb. It’s a miracle how people can take him seriously. Dragon gang will survive! And then crumble. But they’ll thrive! Somehow.

Honestly, Mizuchi was surprised he could even count that high. He’d have to give himself a pat on the back later.

"Dunno how you counted that up so fast buuuut… Ehh. They’re probably cheatin’ or somethin’. Totes unfair. Should get disqualified or some shit. Pssh! We’ll beat ‘em, even if we’re outnumbered. Count on it!"

No one’s going to stop him. Mizuchi is too gullible to not believe him. A person he’s hardly met and believed to be a rumor until this very meeting. Nobody is safe.

"Wow. Scratch the We. You’ve got this. What don’t you know, Ryuu-chi— Ryuu-sama? Too high-tech for me. Heheh. Alright! Time t’ get outta here.”

He’s gotta get used to that. While tossing his keycard into the air repeatedly, Mizuchi strides on over to the door to attempt unlocking it buuuut… Just before he makes an idiot of himself in front of technology again, he spins on his heel and faces Ryuu. His necklaces make annoying jingly sounds and he almost shooshs them.

"Before that… Dibs on top bunk."

He said it with a sly smirk on his face. It made him look like he was joking or completely serious. Which route will Ryuu take?

Out of everyone in the group, the Dragon Gang definitely were the ones to know what was going down. Obviously. I mean, just look at them. They figured out the entire plot to PoD already, it's obviously just a super spy training school, duh! Gosh, they were so smart. Don't worry, lesser Ryuu, he's totally got this in the bag.

"Dragon gang....?"

He paused for a moment, looking down at his feet as if he was thinking about the name very carefully. Don't get me wrong, he was definitely thinking carefully about it, but it was thinking in the Ryuu sense so it didn't really matter anyway.

"Sounds great, heheheh... Sure! From this day forward, our super cool spy duo's named the Dragon Gang! Now all we need to do is win this competition, which won't be too hard, ehheh..."

Even I don't know how Ryuu was good at math but it seemed that he had to be so he is. The only school thing he's good at. Congratulations, Ryuu, you aren't as stupid as everyone thinks you are. Except you really kind of are.

"I got a lotta practice with this game called Math Math Revolution. It's a pretty cheap knockoff of DDR but it's still pretty cool and my parents forced me to play it and now I'm like a super math whiz and also a super rhythm game whiz but you already knew that. Ryuu-sama the rhythm game god is here to save the day! No need to worry, citizen, there's no way we're gonna get beat! The only beats I know are the ones I decimate when I play them! We'll be top of the class, lesser Ryuu, I know it!"

Thanks for the ego boost. Ryuu was real dam- darn happy with that. Mizuchi was right! What didn't he know? He was so fuc- heckin' happy with this Ryuu-sama thing. Usually people looked at him funny when he said to refer to him as such but this was going pretty well! Maybe it wasn't going to be so bad. He was looking forward to the Dragon Gang.

He was following his cool roomie to the door until....

"..............................................................................."

He stared at Mizuchi with wide, horrified eyes. No.... No............. NO! That's impossible! No one could take the top bunk from Konishi Ryuu, self-proclaimed god of rhythm gaming! His entire posture seemed to just. Drop. As if what came out of Mizuchi's mouth was so blasphemous it literally made his brain melt.

"...N.... No way..... You... you CAN'T take the top bunk... the... the top bunk's MINE....."

Surfing Beats [KONISHI RYUU]

"Get with the times, technology’s gonna take over the world soon and you’re gonna be its first victim if you keep this up!"

Unlike Mizuchi, Ryuu definitely had all the requirements of being a spy. He was super stealth, super smart, super charm, super cool, yeah, totally all the things you needed to be a spy. Someone please kill Ryuu and save the world from his dangerous mind before I have to do it myself. Anyway, he strolled on over to his cellmate to try and figure out what the guy was talking about.

"Huh? R- room…roommates? R- really? H-h-hhhehhaha! T- that sounds real… real cool, heh! I’ve never…. h- h- had a roommate before, d’you think it’s true? I never knew there were gonna be roomies or anything b-but it sounds really cool! D- d- don’t you feel lucky, now? You got the best roomie ever, eheheheh…. I bet everyone else’s gonna be super jealous of you because of this, but don’t let it get to you, I’m sure you deserve me as your roomie more than anyone else, why else would you be here now, right? Ahahahahaaha!"

Originally, he was going to mention that it’d be fine just calling him Ryuu-sama, but at the sound of roomies, the kid just couldn’t think of anything else. He was incredibly excited for some reason, and now he probably wasn’t going to think of anything else for a while.

"How many other people are here anyways? Do you think we got like… spy competition or something? Oh! Oh! Maybe we’re all in pairs and we’re supposed to out spy the rest of them! Yeah! It’s like an initiation ceremony or something! And only the first three pairs or something get in! Something like that, totally! Gosh, that means we have to beat everyone else, though!"

Clearly, Ryuu didn’t understand any of the situation at all, and now he was too excited to even realize that he was literally in a jail cell right now.

"Yeah, yeah, ‘m tryin’ my best ‘ere!"

First victim, huh? Not sure about being that because of technology buuuut… Pssh, just kidding. Mizuchi wasn’t going to die here! No… Of course not… Anyway, why would he? He could take on everyone. All… Hold on, he’s counting… All twenty-seven! Wait. Was he included in that twenty-seven…?

Was he… stuttering? From previous experiences with certain people, Mizuchi knew that people did that if they were nervous… But Ryuu didn’t look like that at all!

"Whoa, buddy, might wanna calm down there? Don’t want ya suddenly chokin’ ‘n dyin’ now, would we? Oh wait! You’re a god! Never mind then, no worries, yeah?"

"Hahahahahaa! You betcha! There couldn’t be anyone better! Everyone’s gotta be jealous.”

They were going to get along… so… well… Nothing’s going to break the dragon gang! Except for, you know, permanent markers.

"Back to the super secret spy stuff! There’s, like, twenty-seven people ‘ere, includin’ us. Y’know what? That sounds incredibly possible!"

Okay, you’ve all noticed it by now that this surfer wasn’t… smart. He didn’t know what a prison cell looked like! He knew there were those iron bars but that could be some messed up decoration. Not judging anybody’s taste in decorating, not at all.

"… Huh! It also says that this thing’s a key…"

"Choking and dying? Just call me Ryuu-sama 'cause I'm totally a god! I'm invincible! Nothing can kill me!"

Ryuu couldn't help his stuttering problem. He was far too excited for anything. It wasn't like he meant to stutter, it was just a thing that ended up happening. He wasn't very happy with it at all but there he was, stuttering. It was a lame weakness of his and he hated it a lot but you'd never hear him complain about it because he's supposed to be the coolest dude ever.

"I wonder if anyone else even knows there's a god on board right now. They're missing out real bad, heheh... Don't you worry, lesser Ryuu, we'll totally win this competition easy! We need like... a cool spy duo name or something. Do spies have those? I mean, yeah, they totally do! And... and secret codenames! That's a thing too, right? Yeah!"

Permanent markers were definitely nothing to worry about, I mean, how would they ever get around to picking up permanent markers anyway, right? Absolutely nothing to worry about. The dragon gang wasn't going to fall from something so petty. Definitely not.

Twenty-seven seemed like a pretty big number. Could Ryuu even count that high? Hopefully. Probably. He wasn't a complete moron or anything. Oh wait. No, Ryuu was good at math. Math Math Revolution was totally a real thing and nobody could tell him otherwise.

"Sssso that gives us twelve teams that aren't us, huh. Totally easy. We can totally win this thing! No competition at all, ehehhe.... Wait... but what about the twenty-seventh? What happens to them? Is someone getting an extra person on their team? That's, like, really unfair! That should be against the rules! What the heck?"

Someone please stop the kid before he hurts himself. He shook his head to clear his thoughts before taking in the rest of what Mizuchi said. A key? Why would they need key....s.... Oh. He glanced over at the door with the cool keycard thing. He knew it! This was an all-in-one super spy card thing!

"This is getting so high-tech.... Next thing you know, there are going to be laser grids and stuff we're gonna have to try and move around. Because like... every spy thing has to do that, right? Obviously it'd be in training, too! They need to get their technology up to speed, I'm figuring all of this out already!"

Surfing Beats [KONISHI RYUU]

A puddle. Real imaginative, Mizuchi. For all we know, Ryuu could be seeing the entire world in technicolor. He probably wasn’t, but that wouldn’t be so out of the ordinary for a guy like him. Who knows, maybe he could see fairies and dragons and other mythical creatures. Oh, wait. That’s Atieno.

Ryuu was indeed the rhythm gamer. When he was bored enough he went on stupid trips with his friends to find uncharted land (read: new arcades) to conquer, further spreading the name of R:YUU. He liked to consider himself pretty infamous, not that many people recognized him by his real name. There were many spirits crushed by him. After all, it gets kind of boring trying to beat your own scores all the time. Gotta find something new to spread your name across sometimes. Of course, it seemed like mister surfer duderino el grande wouldn’t ever find that out for sure. Who knows, maybe there was more than one person that went under the name R:YUU. Either way, the kid seemed pretty damn proud of himself. So full of himself. Confidence was almost radiating off him. Gosh, I wish I could be like that.

"Well, sure! I’ll definitely get you one some other time. After all, you’ll feel sorry if you don’t get one while you can!"

Curiously, he tilted his head as his cellmate toyed around with the ID card. He had a confused expression on his face and he leaned forward a little bit, interested. Did he have one of ‘em? He looked down at his open palms and frowned. Not in his hands, nope, but he took the time to look around the room once again in search of it, and found it lying on the floor. Must’ve flung it when he was startled awake. Dam- darn it, Ryuu….

He went over to pick it up, fiddling around with it for a moment before suddenly spinning around to face Mizuchi, both hands up in mock gun gestures.

"Well, duh! Obviously we’re super-spies now! Super high-tech thingies obviously means we just got kidnapped to a spy school! I didn’t know Hope’s Peak trained secret agents….This is WAY cooler than I thought it would be! Dude! We’re becoming super spies!!!"

Yeah. He completely missed the point of the ID card. He was probably imagining himself sneaking around like fuck— heckin’ James Bond or something. Actually, that wasn’t too far off at all.

"I’m pretty sure it’s a super spy everything-you-need card, that’s probably it. Trust me, I’m like, totally a super spy. I know how everything works and everything!"

Hey, mister surfer duderino el grande was supposed to be a secret! People finding out his true identity already, sheesh.

"Heheh, yeah, gotta admit, that’d be pretty cool. Hoooold on, ‘m tryin’ to read here…"

While listening to Ryuu, the taller boy taps the screen a few times, not actually reading what was on screen. Being a spy would be pretty cool. Although, he wouldn’t be very good at it. Spies were supposed to be sneaky, sly, smart, and… A lot of things that Mizuchi wasn’t. Goddamnit, he can’t focus on the card thing!

"Technology’s so advanced… I can’t keep up with this shit."

He continued mumbling complaints to himself when, finally, something caught his eye. Cellmates…? That’s a weird way to describe roomies… Waaaait. Hold on. Either his name was placed next to Ryuu’s or he forgot his kanji. Both were very plausible. Looking up from his heavy study, he held the card up once more.

"Hey, hey, Konishi-chi, c’mere! Check this out. This ‘ere thing says that we’re roomates or somethin’. Huh! Spies had ‘em… Never knew that."

He reads a few more things… Hmm…

"Apparently, there’s some other people ‘ere too! Some names I recognize… Maybe we’re all spies, eh? Oooohh! A map! ‘m guessin’ that this ‘ere room one-oh-four is ours."

He’s never felt this smart in his entire life. There were no nerds to object and correct his statements. There was probably a nerd or two here somewhere… A nerd that wasn’t Ryuu, of course. Always so considerate of others.

"Get with the times, technology's gonna take over the world soon and you're gonna be its first victim if you keep this up!"

"Huh? R- room...roommates? R- really? H-h-hhhehhaha! T- that sounds real... real cool, heh! I've never.... h- h- had a roommate before, d'you think it's true? I never knew there were gonna be roomies or anything b-but it sounds really cool! D- d- don't you feel lucky, now? You got the best roomie ever, eheheheh.... I bet everyone else's gonna be super jealous of you because of this, but don't let it get to you, I'm sure you deserve me as your roomie more than anyone else, why else would you be here now, right? Ahahahahaaha!"

Originally, he was going to mention that it'd be fine just calling him Ryuu-sama, but at the sound of roomies, the kid just couldn't think of anything else. He was incredibly excited for some reason, and now he probably wasn't going to think of anything else for a while.

"How many other people are here anyways? Do you think we got like... spy competition or something? Oh! Oh! Maybe we're all in pairs and we're supposed to out spy the rest of them! Yeah! It's like an initiation ceremony or something! And only the first three pairs or something get in! Something like that, totally! Gosh, that means we have to beat everyone else, though!"

Clearly, Ryuu didn't understand any of the situation at all, and now he was too excited to even realize that he was literally in a jail cell right now.