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The Despairs Arrive...
"Yo, Grapefruit, I got the fuckin' camera to work!"
A harsh, gravelly voice speaks out, and footsteps can be heard as the camera turns on. A girl and a boy can be seen, and each one looks menacing as the other.
"Wassup?! I'm Junko fuckin' Enoshima, the Ultimate Despair! In case you can't tell, I'm the awesomest bitch in this shitty world! And this is my boyfriend, Kokichi Ouma! Another despair! So you better not stand in either of our ways! Oh, and we're both the fucking Ultimate Fashionista and Ultimate Supreme Leader, I fuckin' guess."
"Awwwwww, Junjun! You flatter me with your words~. Nishishishi~! Well, regardless, we both order you all to promote us! Effective immediately, peasants! Before the cops or Future Foundation find us again~."
(( Feel free to ignore, interact if not tagged, or ask for your tag to be removed! This has been an idea of mine for a while because of a dream I had! ))
Ouma gazed around the room, tensing up upon hearing the word ‘boyfriend’ and all of the other petnames. Admittedly, he was uncomfortable.. and he hasn’t said a word yet.
“..Hi..”
Junko is the first to approach. Kokichi is just confused on why he looks so much like him.
"Aw, c'mon. What's got you so scared, hm?"
Kokichi looked down at his feet, eyes half-lidded.
“..I-I’m.. not scared..”
"Let's see. Elevated heart rate, sweat, timid posture, blushing, fiddling with your fingers... All signs point to you being despairfully terrified."
He backed away a couple of steps, not saying anything else for a moment.
“I’m.. always.. like this..”
"It's painfully obvious that you're lying and trying to hide things from us. You can't hide anything from the Ultimate Analyst. If I want to know something, I already know it."
He shook his head, his discomfort only growing. “..Nn-nn..”
Kokichi wasn’t having fun. He would normally seeing Junko, but..
"Easy, easy. We know we're both pretty intimidating, but we're not gonna hurt you. You're too cute to get hurt!"
He blushed a little, but didn’t say much. “Nnhgg..” Ouma covered his face, incredibly embarrassed with how he’s acting.
"I wouldn't hurt you, no matter the version. Well, except this version, but he kinda likes it, so it's different. Anyway, you get the gist. You're safe. Promise."
There goes his discomfort again. “Huu..” he whined into his palms, clawing at himself semi-harshly. “nn..nnoo..”
"Ah, I think I understand. Is it Junko who's scaring you, or is it me?"
They wouldn't care if it wasn't another version of one of them, but since it is, they don't mind helping him out.
“Nn..” he shrugged. “I dunno..” Ouma sniffled, rubbing his eyes with his arm.
"Only one way to find out..."
Kokichi gives a single nod. Junko takes a step closer, and Kokichi takes a step back. Now Junko is closer.
He looked more confused then anything, rubbing his eyes. “E-Ehhnn..”
"Alright, one more time..."
Kokichi took a step forward and Junko took one back. Now Kokichi is closer to his other self.
Once again, he looked confused.
“..am I a lab r-rat for something..”
"Not at all, Dear! We are simply seeing which of us seems to be causing the discomfort you are experiencing in our presence! If we may find the source, we may remove it!"
“I-I dunno..” he shrugged, looking over at the other Kokichi. “..A-Aren’t you.. hot in that? I-It barely just became fall..”
"Nope. Malnourished. I'm always cold."
That shouldn't be a surprise at this point, but it's nothing compared to what your other self has gone through-
“A-Aahhh.. m-me too..” he nods. “E-Eheh.. m-my mom only used to feed me wheat bread..” get ready for overshare Ouma mode..
“S-She said it’s because i-it’s easier for me to c-clean.. I lick the c-crumbs off the floor.. in the basement..”
"Oh really? Do tell more."
Junko gives a sweet nod. They're both fully aware that they're damaged, beyond repair. But this Kokichi isn't. If they can gather enough information, maybe they can help.
“W-Weell..u-uhm.. I-I..” he paused. “S-She kicked me out a year a-ago.. and left m-me in the streets.. p-people touched me a lot.. it only h..happened twice t-this month so far, s-so..” he bit his lip.
The Despairs Arrive...
"Yo, Grapefruit, I got the fuckin' camera to work!"
A harsh, gravelly voice speaks out, and footsteps can be heard as the camera turns on. A girl and a boy can be seen, and each one looks menacing as the other.
"Wassup?! I'm Junko fuckin' Enoshima, the Ultimate Despair! In case you can't tell, I'm the awesomest bitch in this shitty world! And this is my boyfriend, Kokichi Ouma! Another despair! So you better not stand in either of our ways! Oh, and we're both the fucking Ultimate Fashionista and Ultimate Supreme Leader, I fuckin' guess."
"Awwwwww, Junjun! You flatter me with your words~. Nishishishi~! Well, regardless, we both order you all to promote us! Effective immediately, peasants! Before the cops or Future Foundation find us again~."
(( Feel free to ignore, interact if not tagged, or ask for your tag to be removed! This has been an idea of mine for a while because of a dream I had! ))
Ouma gazed around the room, tensing up upon hearing the word ‘boyfriend’ and all of the other petnames. Admittedly, he was uncomfortable.. and he hasn’t said a word yet.
“..Hi..”
Junko is the first to approach. Kokichi is just confused on why he looks so much like him.
"Aw, c'mon. What's got you so scared, hm?"
Kokichi looked down at his feet, eyes half-lidded.
“..I-I’m.. not scared..”
"Let's see. Elevated heart rate, sweat, timid posture, blushing, fiddling with your fingers... All signs point to you being despairfully terrified."
He backed away a couple of steps, not saying anything else for a moment.
“I’m.. always.. like this..”
"It's painfully obvious that you're lying and trying to hide things from us. You can't hide anything from the Ultimate Analyst. If I want to know something, I already know it."
He shook his head, his discomfort only growing. “..Nn-nn..”
Kokichi wasn’t having fun. He would normally seeing Junko, but..
"Easy, easy. We know we're both pretty intimidating, but we're not gonna hurt you. You're too cute to get hurt!"
He blushed a little, but didn’t say much. “Nnhgg..” Ouma covered his face, incredibly embarrassed with how he’s acting.
"I wouldn't hurt you, no matter the version. Well, except this version, but he kinda likes it, so it's different. Anyway, you get the gist. You're safe. Promise."
There goes his discomfort again. “Huu..” he whined into his palms, clawing at himself semi-harshly. “nn..nnoo..”
"Ah, I think I understand. Is it Junko who's scaring you, or is it me?"
They wouldn't care if it wasn't another version of one of them, but since it is, they don't mind helping him out.
“Nn..” he shrugged. “I dunno..” Ouma sniffled, rubbing his eyes with his arm.
"Only one way to find out..."
Kokichi gives a single nod. Junko takes a step closer, and Kokichi takes a step back. Now Junko is closer.
He looked more confused then anything, rubbing his eyes. “E-Ehhnn..”
"Alright, one more time..."
Kokichi took a step forward and Junko took one back. Now Kokichi is closer to his other self.
Once again, he looked confused.
“..am I a lab r-rat for something..”
"Not at all, Dear! We are simply seeing which of us seems to be causing the discomfort you are experiencing in our presence! If we may find the source, we may remove it!"
“I-I dunno..” he shrugged, looking over at the other Kokichi. “..A-Aren’t you.. hot in that? I-It barely just became fall..”
"Nope. Malnourished. I'm always cold."
That shouldn't be a surprise at this point, but it's nothing compared to what your other self has gone through-
“A-Aahhh.. m-me too..” he nods. “E-Eheh.. m-my mom only used to feed me wheat bread..” get ready for overshare Ouma mode..
“S-She said it’s because i-it’s easier for me to c-clean.. I lick the c-crumbs off the floor.. in the basement..”
The Despairs Arrive...
"Yo, Grapefruit, I got the fuckin' camera to work!"
A harsh, gravelly voice speaks out, and footsteps can be heard as the camera turns on. A girl and a boy can be seen, and each one looks menacing as the other.
"Wassup?! I'm Junko fuckin' Enoshima, the Ultimate Despair! In case you can't tell, I'm the awesomest bitch in this shitty world! And this is my boyfriend, Kokichi Ouma! Another despair! So you better not stand in either of our ways! Oh, and we're both the fucking Ultimate Fashionista and Ultimate Supreme Leader, I fuckin' guess."
"Awwwwww, Junjun! You flatter me with your words~. Nishishishi~! Well, regardless, we both order you all to promote us! Effective immediately, peasants! Before the cops or Future Foundation find us again~."
(( Feel free to ignore, interact if not tagged, or ask for your tag to be removed! This has been an idea of mine for a while because of a dream I had! ))
Ouma gazed around the room, tensing up upon hearing the word ‘boyfriend’ and all of the other petnames. Admittedly, he was uncomfortable.. and he hasn’t said a word yet.
“..Hi..”
Junko is the first to approach. Kokichi is just confused on why he looks so much like him.
"Aw, c'mon. What's got you so scared, hm?"
Kokichi looked down at his feet, eyes half-lidded.
“..I-I’m.. not scared..”
"Let's see. Elevated heart rate, sweat, timid posture, blushing, fiddling with your fingers... All signs point to you being despairfully terrified."
He backed away a couple of steps, not saying anything else for a moment.
“I’m.. always.. like this..”
"It's painfully obvious that you're lying and trying to hide things from us. You can't hide anything from the Ultimate Analyst. If I want to know something, I already know it."
He shook his head, his discomfort only growing. “..Nn-nn..”
Kokichi wasn’t having fun. He would normally seeing Junko, but..
"Easy, easy. We know we're both pretty intimidating, but we're not gonna hurt you. You're too cute to get hurt!"
He blushed a little, but didn’t say much. “Nnhgg..” Ouma covered his face, incredibly embarrassed with how he’s acting.
"I wouldn't hurt you, no matter the version. Well, except this version, but he kinda likes it, so it's different. Anyway, you get the gist. You're safe. Promise."
There goes his discomfort again. “Huu..” he whined into his palms, clawing at himself semi-harshly. “nn..nnoo..”
"Ah, I think I understand. Is it Junko who's scaring you, or is it me?"
They wouldn't care if it wasn't another version of one of them, but since it is, they don't mind helping him out.
“Nn..” he shrugged. “I dunno..” Ouma sniffled, rubbing his eyes with his arm.
"Only one way to find out..."
Kokichi gives a single nod. Junko takes a step closer, and Kokichi takes a step back. Now Junko is closer.
He looked more confused then anything, rubbing his eyes. “E-Ehhnn..”
"Alright, one more time..."
Kokichi took a step forward and Junko took one back. Now Kokichi is closer to his other self.
Once again, he looked confused.
“..am I a lab r-rat for something..”
"Not at all, Dear! We are simply seeing which of us seems to be causing the discomfort you are experiencing in our presence! If we may find the source, we may remove it!"
“I-I dunno..” he shrugged, looking over at the other Kokichi. “..A-Aren’t you.. hot in that? I-It barely just became fall..”
The Despairs Arrive...
"Yo, Grapefruit, I got the fuckin' camera to work!"
A harsh, gravelly voice speaks out, and footsteps can be heard as the camera turns on. A girl and a boy can be seen, and each one looks menacing as the other.
"Wassup?! I'm Junko fuckin' Enoshima, the Ultimate Despair! In case you can't tell, I'm the awesomest bitch in this shitty world! And this is my boyfriend, Kokichi Ouma! Another despair! So you better not stand in either of our ways! Oh, and we're both the fucking Ultimate Fashionista and Ultimate Supreme Leader, I fuckin' guess."
"Awwwwww, Junjun! You flatter me with your words~. Nishishishi~! Well, regardless, we both order you all to promote us! Effective immediately, peasants! Before the cops or Future Foundation find us again~."
(( Feel free to ignore, interact if not tagged, or ask for your tag to be removed! This has been an idea of mine for a while because of a dream I had! ))
Ouma gazed around the room, tensing up upon hearing the word ‘boyfriend’ and all of the other petnames. Admittedly, he was uncomfortable.. and he hasn’t said a word yet.
“..Hi..”
Junko is the first to approach. Kokichi is just confused on why he looks so much like him.
"Aw, c'mon. What's got you so scared, hm?"
Kokichi looked down at his feet, eyes half-lidded.
“..I-I’m.. not scared..”
"Let's see. Elevated heart rate, sweat, timid posture, blushing, fiddling with your fingers... All signs point to you being despairfully terrified."
He backed away a couple of steps, not saying anything else for a moment.
“I’m.. always.. like this..”
"It's painfully obvious that you're lying and trying to hide things from us. You can't hide anything from the Ultimate Analyst. If I want to know something, I already know it."
He shook his head, his discomfort only growing. “..Nn-nn..”
Kokichi wasn’t having fun. He would normally seeing Junko, but..
"Easy, easy. We know we're both pretty intimidating, but we're not gonna hurt you. You're too cute to get hurt!"
He blushed a little, but didn’t say much. “Nnhgg..” Ouma covered his face, incredibly embarrassed with how he’s acting.
"I wouldn't hurt you, no matter the version. Well, except this version, but he kinda likes it, so it's different. Anyway, you get the gist. You're safe. Promise."
There goes his discomfort again. “Huu..” he whined into his palms, clawing at himself semi-harshly. “nn..nnoo..”
"Ah, I think I understand. Is it Junko who's scaring you, or is it me?"
They wouldn't care if it wasn't another version of one of them, but since it is, they don't mind helping him out.
“Nn..” he shrugged. “I dunno..” Ouma sniffled, rubbing his eyes with his arm.
"Only one way to find out..."
Kokichi gives a single nod. Junko takes a step closer, and Kokichi takes a step back. Now Junko is closer.
He looked more confused then anything, rubbing his eyes. “E-Ehhnn..”
"Alright, one more time..."
Kokichi took a step forward and Junko took one back. Now Kokichi is closer to his other self.
Once again, he looked confused.
“..am I a lab r-rat for something..”
The Despairs Arrive...
"Yo, Grapefruit, I got the fuckin' camera to work!"
A harsh, gravelly voice speaks out, and footsteps can be heard as the camera turns on. A girl and a boy can be seen, and each one looks menacing as the other.
"Wassup?! I'm Junko fuckin' Enoshima, the Ultimate Despair! In case you can't tell, I'm the awesomest bitch in this shitty world! And this is my boyfriend, Kokichi Ouma! Another despair! So you better not stand in either of our ways! Oh, and we're both the fucking Ultimate Fashionista and Ultimate Supreme Leader, I fuckin' guess."
"Awwwwww, Junjun! You flatter me with your words~. Nishishishi~! Well, regardless, we both order you all to promote us! Effective immediately, peasants! Before the cops or Future Foundation find us again~."
(( Feel free to ignore, interact if not tagged, or ask for your tag to be removed! This has been an idea of mine for a while because of a dream I had! ))
Ouma gazed around the room, tensing up upon hearing the word ‘boyfriend’ and all of the other petnames. Admittedly, he was uncomfortable.. and he hasn’t said a word yet.
“..Hi..”
Junko is the first to approach. Kokichi is just confused on why he looks so much like him.
"Aw, c'mon. What's got you so scared, hm?"
Kokichi looked down at his feet, eyes half-lidded.
“..I-I’m.. not scared..”
"Let's see. Elevated heart rate, sweat, timid posture, blushing, fiddling with your fingers... All signs point to you being despairfully terrified."
He backed away a couple of steps, not saying anything else for a moment.
“I’m.. always.. like this..”
"It's painfully obvious that you're lying and trying to hide things from us. You can't hide anything from the Ultimate Analyst. If I want to know something, I already know it."
He shook his head, his discomfort only growing. “..Nn-nn..”
Kokichi wasn’t having fun. He would normally seeing Junko, but..
"Easy, easy. We know we're both pretty intimidating, but we're not gonna hurt you. You're too cute to get hurt!"
He blushed a little, but didn’t say much. “Nnhgg..” Ouma covered his face, incredibly embarrassed with how he’s acting.
"I wouldn't hurt you, no matter the version. Well, except this version, but he kinda likes it, so it's different. Anyway, you get the gist. You're safe. Promise."
There goes his discomfort again. “Huu..” he whined into his palms, clawing at himself semi-harshly. “nn..nnoo..”
"Ah, I think I understand. Is it Junko who's scaring you, or is it me?"
They wouldn't care if it wasn't another version of one of them, but since it is, they don't mind helping him out.
“Nn..” he shrugged. “I dunno..” Ouma sniffled, rubbing his eyes with his arm.
"Only one way to find out..."
Kokichi gives a single nod. Junko takes a step closer, and Kokichi takes a step back. Now Junko is closer.
He looked more confused then anything, rubbing his eyes. “E-Ehhnn..”
The Despairs Arrive...
"Yo, Grapefruit, I got the fuckin' camera to work!"
A harsh, gravelly voice speaks out, and footsteps can be heard as the camera turns on. A girl and a boy can be seen, and each one looks menacing as the other.
"Wassup?! I'm Junko fuckin' Enoshima, the Ultimate Despair! In case you can't tell, I'm the awesomest bitch in this shitty world! And this is my boyfriend, Kokichi Ouma! Another despair! So you better not stand in either of our ways! Oh, and we're both the fucking Ultimate Fashionista and Ultimate Supreme Leader, I fuckin' guess."
"Awwwwww, Junjun! You flatter me with your words~. Nishishishi~! Well, regardless, we both order you all to promote us! Effective immediately, peasants! Before the cops or Future Foundation find us again~."
(( Feel free to ignore, interact if not tagged, or ask for your tag to be removed! This has been an idea of mine for a while because of a dream I had! ))
Ouma gazed around the room, tensing up upon hearing the word ‘boyfriend’ and all of the other petnames. Admittedly, he was uncomfortable.. and he hasn’t said a word yet.
“..Hi..”
Junko is the first to approach. Kokichi is just confused on why he looks so much like him.
"Aw, c'mon. What's got you so scared, hm?"
Kokichi looked down at his feet, eyes half-lidded.
“..I-I’m.. not scared..”
"Let's see. Elevated heart rate, sweat, timid posture, blushing, fiddling with your fingers... All signs point to you being despairfully terrified."
He backed away a couple of steps, not saying anything else for a moment.
“I’m.. always.. like this..”
"It's painfully obvious that you're lying and trying to hide things from us. You can't hide anything from the Ultimate Analyst. If I want to know something, I already know it."
He shook his head, his discomfort only growing. “..Nn-nn..”
Kokichi wasn’t having fun. He would normally seeing Junko, but..
"Easy, easy. We know we're both pretty intimidating, but we're not gonna hurt you. You're too cute to get hurt!"
He blushed a little, but didn’t say much. “Nnhgg..” Ouma covered his face, incredibly embarrassed with how he’s acting.
"I wouldn't hurt you, no matter the version. Well, except this version, but he kinda likes it, so it's different. Anyway, you get the gist. You're safe. Promise."
There goes his discomfort again. “Huu..” he whined into his palms, clawing at himself semi-harshly. “nn..nnoo..”
"Ah, I think I understand. Is it Junko who's scaring you, or is it me?"
They wouldn't care if it wasn't another version of one of them, but since it is, they don't mind helping him out.
“Nn..” he shrugged. “I dunno..” Ouma sniffled, rubbing his eyes with his arm.
The Despairs Arrive...
"Yo, Grapefruit, I got the fuckin' camera to work!"
A harsh, gravelly voice speaks out, and footsteps can be heard as the camera turns on. A girl and a boy can be seen, and each one looks menacing as the other.
"Wassup?! I'm Junko fuckin' Enoshima, the Ultimate Despair! In case you can't tell, I'm the awesomest bitch in this shitty world! And this is my boyfriend, Kokichi Ouma! Another despair! So you better not stand in either of our ways! Oh, and we're both the fucking Ultimate Fashionista and Ultimate Supreme Leader, I fuckin' guess."
"Awwwwww, Junjun! You flatter me with your words~. Nishishishi~! Well, regardless, we both order you all to promote us! Effective immediately, peasants! Before the cops or Future Foundation find us again~."
(( Feel free to ignore, interact if not tagged, or ask for your tag to be removed! This has been an idea of mine for a while because of a dream I had! ))
Ouma gazed around the room, tensing up upon hearing the word ‘boyfriend’ and all of the other petnames. Admittedly, he was uncomfortable.. and he hasn’t said a word yet.
“..Hi..”
Junko is the first to approach. Kokichi is just confused on why he looks so much like him.
"Aw, c'mon. What's got you so scared, hm?"
Kokichi looked down at his feet, eyes half-lidded.
“..I-I’m.. not scared..”
"Let's see. Elevated heart rate, sweat, timid posture, blushing, fiddling with your fingers... All signs point to you being despairfully terrified."
He backed away a couple of steps, not saying anything else for a moment.
“I’m.. always.. like this..”
"It's painfully obvious that you're lying and trying to hide things from us. You can't hide anything from the Ultimate Analyst. If I want to know something, I already know it."
He shook his head, his discomfort only growing. “..Nn-nn..”
Kokichi wasn’t having fun. He would normally seeing Junko, but..
"Easy, easy. We know we're both pretty intimidating, but we're not gonna hurt you. You're too cute to get hurt!"
He blushed a little, but didn’t say much. “Nnhgg..” Ouma covered his face, incredibly embarrassed with how he’s acting.
"I wouldn't hurt you, no matter the version. Well, except this version, but he kinda likes it, so it's different. Anyway, you get the gist. You're safe. Promise."
There goes his discomfort again. “Huu..” he whined into his palms, clawing at himself semi-harshly. “nn..nnoo..”
The Despairs Arrive...
"Yo, Grapefruit, I got the fuckin' camera to work!"
A harsh, gravelly voice speaks out, and footsteps can be heard as the camera turns on. A girl and a boy can be seen, and each one looks menacing as the other.
"Wassup?! I'm Junko fuckin' Enoshima, the Ultimate Despair! In case you can't tell, I'm the awesomest bitch in this shitty world! And this is my boyfriend, Kokichi Ouma! Another despair! So you better not stand in either of our ways! Oh, and we're both the fucking Ultimate Fashionista and Ultimate Supreme Leader, I fuckin' guess."
"Awwwwww, Junjun! You flatter me with your words~. Nishishishi~! Well, regardless, we both order you all to promote us! Effective immediately, peasants! Before the cops or Future Foundation find us again~."
(( Feel free to ignore, interact if not tagged, or ask for your tag to be removed! This has been an idea of mine for a while because of a dream I had! ))
Ouma gazed around the room, tensing up upon hearing the word ‘boyfriend’ and all of the other petnames. Admittedly, he was uncomfortable.. and he hasn’t said a word yet.
“..Hi..”
Junko is the first to approach. Kokichi is just confused on why he looks so much like him.
"Aw, c'mon. What's got you so scared, hm?"
Kokichi looked down at his feet, eyes half-lidded.
“..I-I’m.. not scared..”
"Let's see. Elevated heart rate, sweat, timid posture, blushing, fiddling with your fingers... All signs point to you being despairfully terrified."
He backed away a couple of steps, not saying anything else for a moment.
“I’m.. always.. like this..”
"It's painfully obvious that you're lying and trying to hide things from us. You can't hide anything from the Ultimate Analyst. If I want to know something, I already know it."
He shook his head, his discomfort only growing. “..Nn-nn..”
Kokichi wasn’t having fun. He would normally seeing Junko, but..
"Easy, easy. We know we're both pretty intimidating, but we're not gonna hurt you. You're too cute to get hurt!"
He blushed a little, but didn’t say much. “Nnhgg..” Ouma covered his face, incredibly embarrassed with how he’s acting.
The Despairs Arrive...
"Yo, Grapefruit, I got the fuckin' camera to work!"
A harsh, gravelly voice speaks out, and footsteps can be heard as the camera turns on. A girl and a boy can be seen, and each one looks menacing as the other.
"Wassup?! I'm Junko fuckin' Enoshima, the Ultimate Despair! In case you can't tell, I'm the awesomest bitch in this shitty world! And this is my boyfriend, Kokichi Ouma! Another despair! So you better not stand in either of our ways! Oh, and we're both the fucking Ultimate Fashionista and Ultimate Supreme Leader, I fuckin' guess."
"Awwwwww, Junjun! You flatter me with your words~. Nishishishi~! Well, regardless, we both order you all to promote us! Effective immediately, peasants! Before the cops or Future Foundation find us again~."
(( Feel free to ignore, interact if not tagged, or ask for your tag to be removed! This has been an idea of mine for a while because of a dream I had! ))
Ouma gazed around the room, tensing up upon hearing the word ‘boyfriend’ and all of the other petnames. Admittedly, he was uncomfortable.. and he hasn’t said a word yet.
“..Hi..”
Junko is the first to approach. Kokichi is just confused on why he looks so much like him.
"Aw, c'mon. What's got you so scared, hm?"
Kokichi looked down at his feet, eyes half-lidded.
“..I-I’m.. not scared..”
"Let's see. Elevated heart rate, sweat, timid posture, blushing, fiddling with your fingers... All signs point to you being despairfully terrified."
He backed away a couple of steps, not saying anything else for a moment.
“I’m.. always.. like this..”
"It's painfully obvious that you're lying and trying to hide things from us. You can't hide anything from the Ultimate Analyst. If I want to know something, I already know it."
He shook his head, his discomfort only growing. “..Nn-nn..”
Kokichi wasn’t having fun. He would normally seeing Junko, but..
The Despairs Arrive...
"Yo, Grapefruit, I got the fuckin' camera to work!"
A harsh, gravelly voice speaks out, and footsteps can be heard as the camera turns on. A girl and a boy can be seen, and each one looks menacing as the other.
"Wassup?! I'm Junko fuckin' Enoshima, the Ultimate Despair! In case you can't tell, I'm the awesomest bitch in this shitty world! And this is my boyfriend, Kokichi Ouma! Another despair! So you better not stand in either of our ways! Oh, and we're both the fucking Ultimate Fashionista and Ultimate Supreme Leader, I fuckin' guess."
"Awwwwww, Junjun! You flatter me with your words~. Nishishishi~! Well, regardless, we both order you all to promote us! Effective immediately, peasants! Before the cops or Future Foundation find us again~."
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Ouma gazed around the room, tensing up upon hearing the word ‘boyfriend’ and all of the other petnames. Admittedly, he was uncomfortable.. and he hasn’t said a word yet.
“..Hi..”
Junko is the first to approach. Kokichi is just confused on why he looks so much like him.
"Aw, c'mon. What's got you so scared, hm?"
Kokichi looked down at his feet, eyes half-lidded.
“..I-I’m.. not scared..”
"Let's see. Elevated heart rate, sweat, timid posture, blushing, fiddling with your fingers... All signs point to you being despairfully terrified."
He backed away a couple of steps, not saying anything else for a moment.
“I’m.. always.. like this..”
The Despairs Arrive...
"Yo, Grapefruit, I got the fuckin' camera to work!"
A harsh, gravelly voice speaks out, and footsteps can be heard as the camera turns on. A girl and a boy can be seen, and each one looks menacing as the other.
"Wassup?! I'm Junko fuckin' Enoshima, the Ultimate Despair! In case you can't tell, I'm the awesomest bitch in this shitty world! And this is my boyfriend, Kokichi Ouma! Another despair! So you better not stand in either of our ways! Oh, and we're both the fucking Ultimate Fashionista and Ultimate Supreme Leader, I fuckin' guess."
"Awwwwww, Junjun! You flatter me with your words~. Nishishishi~! Well, regardless, we both order you all to promote us! Effective immediately, peasants! Before the cops or Future Foundation find us again~."
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Ouma gazed around the room, tensing up upon hearing the word ‘boyfriend’ and all of the other petnames. Admittedly, he was uncomfortable.. and he hasn’t said a word yet.
“..Hi..”
Junko is the first to approach. Kokichi is just confused on why he looks so much like him.
"Aw, c'mon. What's got you so scared, hm?"
Kokichi looked down at his feet, eyes half-lidded.
“..I-I’m.. not scared..”
The Despairs Arrive...
"Yo, Grapefruit, I got the fuckin' camera to work!"
A harsh, gravelly voice speaks out, and footsteps can be heard as the camera turns on. A girl and a boy can be seen, and each one looks menacing as the other.
"Wassup?! I'm Junko fuckin' Enoshima, the Ultimate Despair! In case you can't tell, I'm the awesomest bitch in this shitty world! And this is my boyfriend, Kokichi Ouma! Another despair! So you better not stand in either of our ways! Oh, and we're both the fucking Ultimate Fashionista and Ultimate Supreme Leader, I fuckin' guess."
"Awwwwww, Junjun! You flatter me with your words~. Nishishishi~! Well, regardless, we both order you all to promote us! Effective immediately, peasants! Before the cops or Future Foundation find us again~."
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Ouma gazed around the room, tensing up upon hearing the word ‘boyfriend’ and all of the other petnames. Admittedly, he was uncomfortable.. and he hasn’t said a word yet.
“..Hi..”
"U-Um... Hi..."
The boy on the camera fiddles with his sleeves a little, seemingly very nervous.
"I'm Kokichi Ouma... Th-The Ultimate Supreme Leader... a-and... the mastermind of the Killing School Semester of V3... Um... N-Nice to meet you... I-If I don't know y-you already... Um... I won my season, and... everyone else... i-is gone... I-It still hurts... I'm sorry, I-I... Can I j-just get a promo p-please?"
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His head tilted to the sude at the other, rubbing his eyes sleepily.
“Hi.. I’m.. uh.. y-you know.. Kokichi..” he paused. “Are you okay..”
"Ah..."
Kokichi (Who I'll call Ouma for simplicity sake) steadies himself and forces a smile. This was his pregame self, and he knew it. He didn't want to unleash more problems onto his pregame self, so all he did was smile.
"Yes, I'm alright. It's... It's nice to meet... you? Me? Us?"
“But you look sad..” he frowned, biting his lip. “Did something bad happen..? I can try to help!”
He can’t really help though, can he?
"U-Um... Hi..."
The boy on the camera fiddles with his sleeves a little, seemingly very nervous.
"I'm Kokichi Ouma... Th-The Ultimate Supreme Leader... a-and... the mastermind of the Killing School Semester of V3... Um... N-Nice to meet you... I-If I don't know y-you already... Um... I won my season, and... everyone else... i-is gone... I-It still hurts... I'm sorry, I-I... Can I j-just get a promo p-please?"
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His head tilted to the sude at the other, rubbing his eyes sleepily.
“Hi.. I’m.. uh.. y-you know.. Kokichi..” he paused. “Are you okay..”
Promo
"Ah—. Hello, there. I'm... Shuichi Saihara, the former Ultimate Detective. Still a detective, just not an Ultimate after... it. Uhm... The three of us just got out of a Killing Game, and we're still pretty broken up about it. We'd just like to talk to people that are alive, so can you just... talk to us? Please?"
"Nyeh... I'm Himiko Yumeno, the former Ultimate Magician... Like Shuichi, I'm still a magician, I'm just not called an Ultimate anymore..."
"Maki Harukawa, the former Ultimate Assassin. I've been released from my group, so I really only do contract killings, nowadays. Like Shuichi said, we're mostly bored and our therapist suggested this, so... Do you think we could get a promo?"
Suddenly, your gaze gets torn from the three and to the thirteen figures behind them. How did they not seem to see them?
"Ahahaha... Hi, there! I'm Kaede Akamatsu, one of the thirteen who died in the Killing Game. I was called the Ultimate Pianist, but you can't really play piano when all your fingers are broken, can you? Not that it matters... Heh... The thirteen of us are tied here. We can't move on until they do, and we'd really like to not be stuck here forever. So if you can... promo us?"
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Admittedly, it was odd to see another Shuichi. He’s seen some before, but so many?
“Uhmm..” he paused, wondering if he should even say his name. “..Kokichi Ouma..”
"You."
Maki is instantly glaring, wondering if this is the same one whose death broke the others' hearts and brandishing her knife.
"Ouch... Good luck, kid."
Immediately he started to freak out. “Nonononono!!MnotabadpersonIpromise!!!Igettoldimtheexactoppositedont-!!!”
He was about to pull the pregnancy card, but it was one thing seeing someone that nearly traumatized you again (technically), but hearing that person is also.. pregnant? Jeez.
Himiko immediately stepped in front of Kokichi defensively, shielding him from Maki.
"Nyeh! I won't let you hurt him...! This isn't the same Ouma we know...!"
He let out soft whimpers, arms blocking his face shakily. Kokichi still wanted to shield himself, even if someone was blocking him.. because he was a few inches taller than Himiko.
“Hh.. hhha..”
"I don't believe that. Ouma, what do you do for fun?"
If he mentions an organization or says he lies, she's going to murder him, so tread carefully.
His lip quivered, a bit hesitant to say at first. “C-Color.. p-play games with.. my b-boyfriend.. c-cook.. for..him..”