if they do a iori and kohei kiss scene i will lose my fucking shit
make kohori canon. or don't. for me they're always gonna be lovers.
lovers.
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if they do a iori and kohei kiss scene i will lose my fucking shit
make kohori canon. or don't. for me they're always gonna be lovers.
lovers.
Hair | Kohori | Chapter 5 | RE: Aki
Kohori was there. She was definitely there. There was no way to say she wasn't there because just by looking at her podium you could tell she was there. She was there and nothing more. She hadn't spoken yet. She had walked in quietly. Didn't say a word, didn't try to argue, didn't try to fight, didn't immediately cast a vote... She was quiet. Or, at least she was until Aki spoke up.
"Huh..."
That was the first thing she said as she looked out into the trial room. It wasn't that she wasn't paying attention, she knew what was going on around her, she had even tried to investigate a bit outside the town but hadn't found anything. It was pretty obvious just from looking at her that she was depressed.
"I'm a suspect?"
Her voice is soft spoken, tired. She doesn't really want to be here, in the trial room.
"My hair?"
She reaches up, plucking a strand from her head before walking over to Aki and handing it to him.
"Here. If this will prove I'm innocent then take it... I don't want to die here."
That's the last thing she says before returning to her podium.
Kohori's hair is redder than the hair found at the crime scene.
Somebody should probably try to knock her out of her slump soon enough.
I don't even have the sprites for this | Kohori | Chapter 4 | Re: Hoshi
Kohori had remained silent for the majority of the trial up until now. She didn't investigate, and quite frankly, what Aki said back in her room was still eating at her. But now. Now she had a completely different reason to be pissy.
"Fuck you."
She began quietly.
"I figured. I figured you didn't care about me anyway."
Her body was shaking. She hadn't wanted to admit it, but she knew deep down that it had to have been true.
"Humanity is trash. Everyone is gross and disgusting fucking liars, and I thought I was the worst. But no. It looks like I was fucking wrong."
She was crying. She was angry. Upset. Pissed off. Everything she wanted to believe was a lie.
"You're the worst. The worst. YOU. ARE. THE. FUCKING. WORST."
She began screaming.
"YOU LIED. I THOUGHT YOU CARED, BUT NO. YOU'RE JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, ONLY CARING FOR THEMSELVES WITHOUT THINKING ABOUT EVERYONE ELSE AROUND THEM..."
"It should have been obvious though..."
That was right, this girl.... She didn't know anything about Kohori, did she? She didn't bother trying to find out... How could Kohori have let herself be so stupid!
"Why does someone innocent deserve to fucking die just so you can leave? I'm through. I just... don't care anymore."
The tears still streaming down your face don't seem to say that.
"I loved you but... I don't..."
That was it. She was done. Kohori stopped talking. She wasn't sure if she was doing the right thing. She wasn't sure if she was doing it for the right reasons. Perhaps she was being selfish. She didn't know, but all she knew was that this vote was the first of all her votes in which she actually cared.
Kohori: God fucking damnit all. [Reaction] [Also OPEN thread]
Wow, really? The one time she voted for someone other than herself they were wrong... That didn't do much to improve her mood, but seriously, what does anymore? Trapped in a murder game with a handful of murderers running around... not very good for one's mental wellbeing if I do say so. And it didn't help that every one of her electronic items was MIA. Gone. Vanished. They weren't even there when she first went to her room. What the heck?!
But it's not like there was nothing to do here... That workout area opened up last time... Speaking of areas opening up, shouldn't a new area open up soon? Why hasn't it opened up already... Perhaps some greater forces are having technical difficulties? Probably. Either way, she needed to blow off steam, and we all know that punching a boxer doesn't work well for that... So let's go punch a bag instead.
With that, Kohori made her way to the colloseum, and down a stairwell that opened up into the workout area underneath... Wait, wasn't the last body found in this vicinity?
"God fucking damnit."
Whatever. The body had likely been cleaned up and moved by now, and she didn't plan on using the pool now... or ever for that matter. No way in hell she was going to show off that much skin. Instead she picked up a pair of gloves, and after fitting them onto her hands, she began wailing on one of the punching bags.
Kohori: Which one of you heckers [RE: Aki, Reika]
Kohori had mostly remained silent thus far in the trial. And by mostly i mean completely. Heck, even including the investigation the only time she talked was when that asshole walked into her room and started rifling through her belongings. Now she understood why.
"Ah, I see. So you're saying I did it because my name was /written in a fucking book./"
The emphasis though.
"That's why you came into my room uninvited and went through all my fucking belongings. Just fucking great. What even made you think I had something to fucking hide in there? I mean, you couldn't even figure out the fucking murder weapon last time, why should anybody fucking believe you?"
WOW KOHORI.
She turned to Reika.
"Seeing as I'm apparently the number 1 suspect right now, I assume you want a fucking autograph, right?"
She walked over to Reika's podium and picked up the pencil, writing out a message at an angle with no regard for the lines on the paper.
While the image provided doesn't show many specifics, it's the general gist of her handwriting. The top line on the E is more exaggerated, and the dots on her i's are connected to where the pencil would have ended by a thin line. Also notable is that the capital letters are much larger than the rest of the text, as is a bit hard to depict without actually having photoshop. The lines are also a bit thinner. B/ Now, back to actual narrative.
She casually-exaggeratedly drops the pencil back down into the notebook and stomps back to her podium.
"There, is that good enough for you?"
Real Mature, Kohori. Real mature.
Kohori: To deal with a Roommate [Closed: Akira]
The roommate swap came across as a bit of an annoyance. Sheesh. She finally got a room all to herself which meant she finally could just be alone... For a couple of hours. Well. Who the hell was she stuck with now? ... Akira Wilde... Akira... Akira... He was the pink haired... GREAT. She was stuck with HIM now. Who the hell decided this? Fucking assholes. Well, better go deal with this kid. And so she left for her new room. He'd have to show up there eventually... And luckily... He was already there.
"Hey. I'm sure you've already heard, but it looks like we're fucking roommates now."
Her voice wasn't as irritated sounding as it normally was. In-fact, it seemed semi calm.
"Seeing as we've already met, we can skip the introductions. I've just got a couple of things to tell you."
Oh great. What could she possibly be planning.
Kohori: Dear fucking god what is going on in here.
So do you want to see a timeline of Kohori's thought processes through this trial? Well, they kinda go like this:
Don't fucking care, vote myself.
Suddenly embarassed
What the fuck is going on
What did I do to deserve being in this mess...
Seriously. She had gotten her shirt back from Hoshi... Which meant she was (almost) naked now. GREAT. Several people were getting hit by various things getting flung across the room... Everyone had forgotten their purpose with this. Seriously. What the fuck. What the actual fuck. WHAT THE ACTUAL EVER LOVING FUCK IS GOING ON IN THIS DAMN COURTROOM?!
"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK ARE YOU GUYS FUCKING SCREAMING ABOUT!?"
"I DON'T FUCKING GET IT! YOU ALL CAN'T EVEN FIND ONE FUCKING KILLER WITHOUT GETTING AT EACH OTHER'S THROATS! HELL, AT THIS RATE, YOU'RE ALL BETTER OFF JUST FUCKING DEFAULTING AND JUST LETTING THE BEAR HAVE SOMEONE AT RANDOM AGAIN. SERIOUSLY. YOU ALL MAKE IT SO FUCKING HARD TO NOT CARE WITH YOUR NON-STOP FIGHTING. JUST. FUCKING. STOP."
She was angry. Breathing heavily. The blatant screaming she had just gone through did a number on her windpipe. Speaking is not going to be fun for a while... She felt a headache coming on. How much longer did she have to sit through this?
Kohori: I'm gonna scream. [RE: Hoshi]
Kohori had been mostly silent, ignoring Eiji’s jab and Minnie’s comment about how the pants would fit her. Seriously. Couldn’t they just leave her alone? … And then Hoshi spoke up and… What did she say!?
"wwwwhAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!?!"
Her voice cracked. Her face was glowing red. You probably didn’t even know she could speak in that high of a pitch.
"You don’t need to fucking share that!"
Welp. Now she’s embarrassed beyond belief.
"Seriously! You don’t need to share with the world who the fuck I’m sleeping with!"
Even if they are cute. And even if she isn’t really mad.
"I mean, you’re the one who just barged into my room like that!"
Her voices tone had returned to somewhat normal. Her face was still red.