School was supposed to start today and you were as prepared as you wanted to be when you walked through that door. But, that’s the last thing you can remember before your head started to ache and god did the world start spinning or was that just you? You can see the shoe-lockers, you can see the shoe-lockers. You the see shoe can lockers?
From the silence you hear the sounds of... a carnival? It’s light at first, as if drawing closer to you every moment. As you near consciousness, you open your eyes and pick yourself off of the cement ground. Others are slowly waking too, you hear their groans and moans. One raises a finger pointing directly in front of the group.
“Helloooooooo! Welcome, welcome! You’re all just in time! The main attraction is about to begin!”
He sits on a throne positioned in the middle of the stage. In his hand, is the conductor’s baton you would see on a lion tamer in a circus. The bear raises the baton.
With it, the grounds starts to rumble. From underneath of him, a statue starts to emerge. It’s... shaped and modeled after the bear in front of you. He stands on the head of it, and points the baton towards you and the strangers gathering around you. A gleam escapes from his red eye.
“I am Monokuma! The manager of this lovely establishment, and you, are all cherished guests! So cherished, that you never, ever have to leave! Why? Because I said so! I’m here to make sure you all have fun for the rest of your lives! Screw the outside world, you’re gonna just love it here?”
Stay? Here? Forever? Is that what he was getting around? You watch him as he begins pacing in circles on his own, cement head. Some members of the crowd are shocked, some begin shouting at him, some think it’s a bad joke and one begins to cry.
“Awe, are you not excited? Why wouldn’t you be! Everything you could ever want is here! Instead of going to lousy high school, you get to spend your days at my fabulous park! Turbo Death Land!”
“Yeah, the board wanted me to change the name, but I was just SO against that! They’ve gotta understand that a park has to illustrate what it’s offering! There are so many ways to die and kill here! None of you really wanna be here forever, do you? Too much of the same thing can get reeeeeally boring! So, I’ll let you go if you get your hands on a ticket! Now, I know, I know, it usually works the other way. But, because of special circumstances, and because of the park’s rules, you can’t leave unless you have a ticket! You all want a ticket, right?”
Some people in the crowd begin nodding their heads.
“You gotta earn it! You wanna know how? A game! A huge, fun game! It’s a real whopper! It’s called Turbo Death Land for a reason, kids! So step right up, step right up! Kill another guest, and you can win a ticket! Sound exciting, right? Haha! But, the board made sure I was aware that murder is illegal. So, if you get caught, I gotta punish you. Director’s rules, not mine. Aha! How do you get caught, you ask? The fellow guests get to investigate and get to hold a trial and oh boy I’m getting excited just thinking about it! I haven’t had this much fun in forever! If you don’t wanna kill, I guess you can stay here forever. But, there’s only so much corn dogs in the world!”
More shouting. More shouting.
“Leave? Right now? If you do that, you’ll get gunned down! Now, stop your whining and come and get your guest passes! You wanna ask questions? You wanna fight me? Come up and ask! I’ll be here for just a little while longer! I’ve got important manager stuff to do. That tricky Megababy Coaster’s been acting up, and the staff is just too lazy to fix it. Wait, I’m the staff! Haha!”
More shouting. Disbelief. More shouting. Monokuma ignores all of you.
He slams the bottom of his baton down and from the belly of the Monokuma statue, a tray emerges. 16 tablets. They’re blank until a student grabs one. As if it knew exactly who grabbed it, it reads their name and information. You pick up your own.
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