@handsel -> @horsefacedliar ->@tailented -> @affectedamygdalae
It was something of a ‘right place, right time’ kind of coincidence. Chihiro had met up with Ojiro after the two agreed that exploring the city was a smart move– but doing it alone might have not been too safe. Or, well, Ojiro said that, and with Chihiro’s less-than-threatening silhouette they couldn’t find it in their heart to disagree. Of course, the first logical place to look was the large sinkhole in the middle of the island– but there the two were greeted by a large crowd… And a floating, angel-like girl.
She spoke of beacons, placement, and reward. People ate it up immediately. Exploration with reward– it seemed to be too good to be true, but the angell-like doll didn’t actually seem to mean any harm. Chihiro could only wonder what kind of A.I. was controlling the thing; it spoke with a human-like smoothness that was extremely difficult to code. Even Alter-Ego had it’s conversational hiccups.
“A team… I wonder if we should help too?” Chihiro let out a sigh, asking the question aloud, though mostly to themself. Looking around, they noticed more and more people lining up, in groups of two, three, even four. It was then their their eye caught onto someone familiar.
“Ah, Celestia-san!” Chihiro called out. The gambler wasn’t too far either, and Chihiro noticed a second later she had company as well. It was nice to see another familiar face. With more help, perhaps it would make the beacon placement easier– that is, if she was willing to help. Perhaps Chihiro was being a bit overzealous, but they couldn’t help but be just a little excited. The programmer waited for her approach before speaking again.
“You heard the announcement, right…? Are you thinking of helping too?”
Admittedly, she had immediately gone on edge when the announcement had been made. Who did anyone think they were? She didn’t like being forced to play games, and objected to her current state in as many ways as she possibly could. How dare this place subject her to another? So, she had been angry, pacing about and ready to give the world a piece of her mind.
Running into Ouma had probably been her ticket to not screaming her head off in a fit of anger. After a brief bit of speaking, as well as some griping about the current situation, the tentative agreement to stay together had been issued. It put her at some ease, knowing that with at least two of them, nothing could go incredibly wrong. From here, it was best to try exploring.
Upon having her name called out, Celestia had perked up, moving her head to get a better look at Chihiro and the fellow with her. She didn’t recognize him from anywhere, and found herself raising a brow in reply, before moving in their direction, leaving Ouma to move as he wished.
“I have no intentions of allowing what Monokuma-san started to be finished. So, it’s only right for me to do as this asks. And ah, perhaps try to find a way to work around it. All things have loopholes after all.” And she has no intentions of playing by the book. It’s not quite cheating, and therefore, she can let it slide.
affectedamygdalae –> handsel –> @horsefacedliar –> tailented
What were they, errand boys? What, were they gonna be asked to grab sandwiches next by the weird robot thing? Speaking of robots, he was beginning to get pretty sick of them. Though at least the one that kinda just, randomly popped up seemed cooler than most robots he’s seen thus far…
Wait, actually, was that even a robot? Ah, whatever, looked like one, acted like one, who cares. He didn’t!
At least among this mess, Celes-san seemed to have found a friend of hers… ‘Friend’? He doesn’t really care either way as long as they didn’t try anything. Though, they sorta seemed like the type of person who didn’t have a mean bone in their body. Or at the very least, it seems as though may not be too physically fit…
The person with them, though, kind of irked Kokichi. What even was that weird piece of flesh? Was that a tail? He couldn’t tell, what he could tell was that he was in shape. He hadn’t spoken yet, either, so Kokichi couldn’t get a read on his personality.
He’ll just have to be a bit cautious for now. In any case, He’s curious about what’ll happen if they go through with it, so. Might as well.
[+ | ;] - “Right, right, soo… We’re gonna be a team right? There’s even 4 of us here, c’mon, it’s destiny! Do you really wanna go against destiny?” He teases slightly, beaming at the other three.
affectedamygdalae –> handsel –> horsefacedliar –> @tailented
What colorful characters-- visually alone. Fujisaki-- were they actually the type to attract very strong personalities? Mashirao inclined his head in greeting at the two of them, his tail flicking behind him as it came to rest up on his shoulder.
The android girl’s speech had stunned him, her challenge striking up memory of the Sports Festival and all that’d come of that-- but he shook off the feeling of failure, a spark of desire to do well at such a similar challenge blazing up in inferno in his chest by the time they’d come to meet Fujisaki’s friends. “There are four of us here,” he agreed with the incoming boy, gesturing to each of them in turn, “and everyone seems eager to participate.”
Fujisaki’s acquaintance-- Celestia...?--’s words incited a sense of discomfort in Mashirao, his mouth twisting quizzically-- would searching for loopholes really be okay...? Taking on the assignment fair and square would have been his choice tactic, but if he was to learn anything, maybe it wasn’t a good idea to dismiss her idea just yet.
(Monokuma-san...? The name was familiar, but it escaped him in the moment.)
His shoulders pulled back and he tapped a hand to his chest. “I am Ojiro, Mashirao. If you would have me, I would be happy to work with all of you!”
@affectedamygdalae --> @handsel --> @horsefacedliar --> @tailented
