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[sonybrandhero]

Calling All Insecure Men of Despair City!

Look at that sign!! Attached to a large amount of the buildings in this city is a very bright very Joseph-filled poster. On the front of the poster is Joseph Joestar making a very seductive (hopefully) pose, which would draw the eyes to the poster. On how the poster-creator was able to obtain this photo, they replied "How do you know I made it?". On Joseph's bara pectorals there reads: "CALLING ALL MEN OF DESPAIR CITY!" Many would think this wouldn't fit on Joseph's muscles, but those people have clearly not seen them. Anyway, under Joseph there is a solid paragraph of information.

"To the men of Despair City; have you ever wondered if there was a way to prove that you are the best of the best, WITHOUT killing someone? Well, look no further! Someone special in this city, not Monobear, has decided to hold a contest to prove which man in this city is the very best looking. Can you prove that you're better? Than send a message to MM#007 and let them know you're interested in participating! We are also looking for judges, and would very much enjoy if someone came forward and decided to participate, or judge our talented group of males! 

Lastly, there is more to this contest than just a title! In fact, the winner will receive 150 Monocoins /and/ the title. Second will receive 50 Monocoins, and Third will receive a now out of stock Bunny Fur Earmufflers! So, have fun, and contact us at number 7!

[icecreamluvr420-blog]

Kaito frowned as he aimlessly wanders on the sidewalk, staring at the sky, basically zoned out and thinking about what has happened to him these past few days, whisked away from home ON VALENTINES DAY and being forced to spend his BIRTHDAY (and rest of his life, sadly) here. And on top of that, they gave him the title of Super High School Level Failure. Thanks, he really appreciates that. Maybe it's true, it's been starting like that to him now. Being picked on at home, deemed a commercial failure... He sighed deeply, now returning his focus to what's in front of him. Which is nothing, obviously.

Why is he so down? He's never really felt like this before, maybe it's the effect of this city getting to him. It's so depressing here, like one of those black and white movies. He crossed his arms, trying to relax and calm himself down. He could feel something where he would have a stomach. Maybe it's stress? Or maybe he's overheating, he doesn't know, but it's kind of frustrating him a bit, needless to say.

He closed his eyes again and uncharacteristically muttered something out of anger. And then he felt a tug.

Curiously, he looked behind him to see what happened, and to his absolute HORROR he managed to get his scarf stuck on something. Now cut to Kaito currently trying to get it unstuck, it's easy to tell on his face that he's frustrated. Look at that, a android MADE OF METAL AND ROBOT PARTS CAN'T GET IT UNSTUCK. Lame.

Someone should probably help him. Or laugh at him.

[baxyura-blog-blog]

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Despair? Mutual killing? That was a fun joke and all, but this little blond was much more concerned about the fact that somehow, some way, that head bear had gotten ahold of important parts of his past, using it in a title as if to taunt him. For the boy, this was the most dangerous aspect of this place, and amongst spinning thoughts, it would allow him to take those threats more seriously.

He would let out a solemn exhale as he wandered the streets, only to look up at a figure that he had nearly collided with.  The stranger stood tall, long brown ombre locks tied up into quite the messy bun. But... damn! A fine specimen!

"Haha, heeey! Look at you! What's shakin', cutie? Huh... I lost my phone number just a while ago, can I borrow yours?! It's super important!!" Now, contrary to his previous demeanor, he would wear a wide grin, waiting expectantly for a happy reply. Instead, all he got was an irritated 'hah?!' and a grip of his head.

Oh. Okay. There he goes. Getting tossed to the side like he was nothing, the stranger walking off in an angry, flustered mess. You have fun there, stranger, because Masaomi is going to let out the biggest groan of his life, dazed brown eyes looking up only to see a figure... standing. And staring.

Damn. Play it cool, man.

"Wooow... that fall from Heaven was intense!! Heh, hey, could you help an angel like me up?"

[misguidedmaster]

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The unfamiliarity of the city prompts Aqua to have her guard out as she traverse throughout the streets. She couldn't help but wonder if any Unversed made their way into this world and if they were to blame for its current state. Were the mutual killings she had heard to blame? How cruel that people would resort to such a thing in the first place... Perhaps this world has fallen victim to a stronger darkness than she had thought.

A question pops into her mind though--How exactly did she get here? As she searches for the answer in her memories, she's met with blank spaces. She stops walking, her eyebrows furrow as her lips purse. She could not recollect anything after she had left the Land of Departure to find Terra and Ven, but she also could not shake the feeling that there's something more to this. The possibility of the two being is slim, but it was enough to set her heart at ease for now.

I have to find them, but I also have to do my best to set things right here. As a Keyblade Master, I can't ignore the evil that lingers here.

With that, Aqua resumes her journey with a new goal in mind. She has to find out all she can in order to put a stop to the killings and the only ones who can help her are those trapped with her. A passerby catches her eye and she politely stops them before questioning them. "Excuse me. I was wondering if you could help me out. My name is Aqua and I need you to tell me all you know about these killings that are going on."

[ladyothello]

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Last thing she remembers is getting a letter in the mail for a school. Hopes Peak Academy, a well renowned school that taught the biggest and the brughtest students. At first she had assumed it was someone else's that had gotten mixed in with her mail. However, right there on the envelope it was adressed to none other than Yaya Higuchi herself. So, after reading the letter of acceptence, she hoped onto a plain to fly out to the island. It was a bit odd that the school was located on a island, but in a way Yaya was thankful for that. It meant she was far away from her life back home. Away from Seri and Moe, away from the constant harrassment. She was free. She was happy.

Slowly she stepped off the plane and onto the sunny beaches of the school. Honestly, everything about the place was a bit off. The ride there was strangely quiet, the planes at the island didn't look like they were leaving anytime soon. This was all brushed aside when she remembered what she got out of this. It was a fresh start. This time she wouldn't screw up, she would make it right. No bullies, no fear. She was ready and she was...

Lost.

Well wasn't that just like her to be lost. Barely a minute into her artival and she is lost. There was only one thing to do now: check her school map. Only, there were no maps. Great. She plopped down onto the sand and held her knees in. Now what? With no knowledge of her housing she would have no place to live and if she had no place to leave she'd have to sleep on the beach and if she had to sleep on the beach she'd get sand in her mouth and if she got sand in her mouth it was bound to get in her eyes and that would hurt and she'd be cold and and...

Okay, she needed to calm down. That was all ridiculous, right? She would find her room. She had to. All she needed to do was find a teacher or student and ask for directions. Then she would get them, hopefully, and lay down on her bed in her new school. Yeah. That's what she'd do. In the meantime she looked for anyone that looked like they went to the school or taught there. One passed, she called out, they kept going. And then another passed. And another. She looked down. Maybe she wasn't loud enough?

Yaya spotted another person. Okay, this time she'd run up to them. They would have to be able to hear her then. Running up to the stranger she spoke, "Ah! Excuse me...I'm so sorry for interrupting your walk, b-but you see I've been lost for a while now and...and I need directions to the dorms. If you don't mind helping me find my way there I would be forever grateful!!! P-Please, I'm sorry if I bothered you!" She clasped her hands above her head and shut her eyes firmly.

[sacrificialis-blog]

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Loneliness. That was the one feeling Lacie hated the most in this world. There was nothing she disliked more than it — well, perhaps bugs but, that doesn’t matter right now.

She felt lonely, just like before. Was it because Jack wasn’t around to keep her company and talk? Because Oswald wasn’t here to play the piano for her? Because Revis wasn’t here to follow her around and annoy her? Maybe. And she even missed the core. It was probably lonely without her to visit it. That made her…sad. She couldn’t help it in any way and that almost hurt physically.

"I didn’t realise it would be so hard." She let out, head resting against the tree next to her. She was outside, in the garden, resting near the trees. She’d come to like this place. But aparently, she was not the only one since, just as she’d finish whispering, she could hear footsteps behind her. Glancing back, she found someone just standing there, next to a tree. There was something strange about them yet Lacie could not quite sense what it was.

"…I suppose you heard me talking."

[lunchtimebedamned]

Willow had a tendency to wander and explore.

After finally finding her room, the ginger had started snooping around the school. There were people talking about potions and Halloween. There were people talking about trials. A lot of people had a lot of strange features, too. Willow wasn't one to judge, but she seriously doesn't understand how people can get that buff.

The one thing that had stuck with her the most was the whole trial business. 

Sighing to herself, she folds her arms. "What is that all about, I wonder..." she mumbles to herself.

[lunchtimebedamned]

Willow's seen some crap, but a talking bear might be too much.

"I-I think I might need to sit down."