SHSL Composer AkitoYamamoto

@yamamotoakito

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[RP] Look At All The Big Ass Presents

One day in the kitchen, Landlord Monobear declared, “Shit, let’s be Santa.” And therefore he put together a Christmas party. There was a huge decorated black tree with only red and white ornaments and exactly 17 presents, one for each remaining tenant. They all ranged in sizes and each had a name tag for one. The kitchen table was covered from the beginning to end in a traditional Christmas feast with bits of common foods from each country where the tenants are from. Everything was even decorated, even the downstairs foyer with tinsel and ornaments and wreaths on everyone’s door.

Everybody got a unique present, each designed around what the person wanted and their taste. Represented here:

Akito Yamamoto - Giant Teddy Bear

It was truly a Christmas party. But at the bottom of the boxes of each gift there was an envelope with the words written in cursive neatly upon it, “Motive for ___.” With their names in each blank.

Opening the envelopes, it showed what they loved most in the outside world, whether their family or friends or company they work for, or even a sacred object that they will be destroyed if one does not perish inside the manor.

So a Happy Holidays to all and a Happy New Year.

((You all get a party, roleplay the Christmas party and bearing of bad news at the end of your joyfulness at the bottom of your boxes. I am now accepting those who want to die and who shall murder, please send an ask to the askbox before Tuesday. If no one comes forth I shall do a randomizer again. -ModEvan.))

Akito was happy he got a present, but then he remembered it was given by Monobear, which meant bad news. Why did the bear even bothered giving them gifts anyway? He was determined to make everyone miserable, after all.

The cellist noticed the envelope with the motive before unwrapping his gift, which was obviously an enormous teddy bear. It made more sense now: Monobear cheering them up before upsetting them even more. Kind of like giving a gift to a child and then telling them their pet died.

Akito took deep breath and tried not to cry and panic after seeing the picture. Did Monobear had enough power to harm them? Them again, he did lock them up in that mannor.

But everything would be fine, right? No one would kill again, right?

#ooc #sprites #sprites by kyla

{Open}

He nodded “I’m glad! I mean, for the CD player, not for surprising you,” he laughed a bit. He felt a bit silly, but she didn’t seem upset, so it was ok, "Alright," he nodded. He was trying to be polite, but maybe he had been too polite and intimidated her, “But it’ll be fine, even if there’s another…” Akito wasn’t so sure, but he had to have some hope, right?

Electra smiled. “Yeah, it’s my only one. It would’ve sucked if it had broken, but it didn’t so it’s not a big deal,” she said, waving her hand dismissively. She leaned against the staircase railing, crossing her legs in front of her. Her body was relaxed until there was the mention of another murder. “What? No, there’s not going to be another,” she said, sitting up straight. “I mean, there can’t be. No one else is going to kill again.” She wasn’t sure, of course, but she had to at least believe in her classmates, otherwise she would get absolutely nowhere.

"Ah, I mean motive!" Akito was shocked at her words and upset over his own mistake. He didn't consider the possibility of another murder, but that was another possibily take on his unfinished sentence.

Because he didn't upset her enough by bringing a sad subject up: no, he had to make her feel even worse with his poor choice of words, "I'm sorry I don't think there'll be more deaths either!" he nodded several times, as an attempt to reinforce his affirmation.

Le open

"You think I could make some replacements for my brass instruments? All I would need is some metal pipes." And a brain and some knowledge of welding, which are two things you don’t have Ben. "Hmmm, maybe that bear would think I was trying to escape or was planning something if I gathered a bunch of metal pipes."

"Ah… I guess, if you know how to do it, or find instructions somewhere…" maybe there were books about that in the library. If there was a library, Akito was familiar with the manor, “You do have a point… Maybe that you’re trying to make a machine or beat him”

master-pyrotechnician

"Well if I find any pipes, I might try to build a trumpet. But I don’t think I will find an pipes in this place that are not connected to stuff." Yeah Ben, don’t start ripping pipes off of things. "So wouldn’t you need wood to make a scrap cello?"

"They used an specific type of wood," if Akito could anything about it at the library… “But you’d need more things, and tools and… Things… But I could be wrong, though” Akito sighed and scratched his head, “I wish I could find a library,”

master-pyrotechnician

"Is there a library in this place? All I saw were the rooms where the others are living. Oh and the staircase." Ben, you have no explored this place in full yet. For all you know there is a library on this floor.

"I'm not sure, but maybe there is," he didn't explore the mannor yet, thanks to him getting ill, "I don't know this place very well,"

That had been a mistake in Akito's part: even if they were rescued soon, there'd be no harm in killing time and learning more about the mannor.

Le open

"You think I could make some replacements for my brass instruments? All I would need is some metal pipes." And a brain and some knowledge of welding, which are two things you don’t have Ben. "Hmmm, maybe that bear would think I was trying to escape or was planning something if I gathered a bunch of metal pipes."

"Ah… I guess, if you know how to do it, or find instructions somewhere…" maybe there were books about that in the library. If there was a library, Akito was familiar with the manor, “You do have a point… Maybe that you’re trying to make a machine or beat him”

master-pyrotechnician

"Well if I find any pipes, I might try to build a trumpet. But I don’t think I will find an pipes in this place that are not connected to stuff." Yeah Ben, don’t start ripping pipes off of things. "So wouldn’t you need wood to make a scrap cello?"

"They used an specific type of wood," if Akito could anything about it at the library... "But you'd need more things, and tools and... Things... But I could be wrong, though" Akito sighed and scratched his head, "I wish I could find a library,"

{Open}

"Ah, your CD player!" he rushed to try to prevent her from dropping it, and sighed in relief when it didn’t happen, "Hello!" he tried to smile despite his guilt over almost causing her to drop the CD player. That happened because he surprised her, right?

"Yamamoto Akito," he bowed and his smiled brightned, "I’m happy to meet you, even though the circustances...” he sighed deeply and his smile faded.

Electra set the CD player down and smiled a little wider. “It’s okay, no harm done. The player is safe and sound. You just surprised me a little, that’s all,” she said. She watched him bow, an amused expression on her face. “You don’t have to bow, you know. There’s no need to be formal in front of me, especially when I didn’t bow to you,” she said, biting her lip once he brought up the present manor situation. “Yeah, the circumstances suck.”

He nodded "I'm glad! I mean, for the CD player, not for surprising you," he laughed a bit. He felt a bit silly, but she didn't seem upset, so it was ok, "Alright," he nodded. He was trying to be polite, but maybe he had been too polite and intimidated her, "But it'll be fine, even if there's another..." Akito wasn't so sure, but he had to have some hope, right?

Le open

"You think I could make some replacements for my brass instruments? All I would need is some metal pipes." And a brain and some knowledge of welding, which are two things you don’t have Ben. "Hmmm, maybe that bear would think I was trying to escape or was planning something if I gathered a bunch of metal pipes."

"Ah... I guess, if you know how to do it, or find instructions somewhere..." maybe there were books about that in the library. If there was a library, Akito was familiar with the manor, "You do have a point... Maybe that you're trying to make a machine or beat him"

{Open}

Akito was heading back to his room with a glass of water and some cookies he had made. They weren’t christmas cookies yet, but pre-christmas cookies, so to speak: he wanted to see if he could bake half-decent cookies before even thinking of offering them to others. At the end of the day, he had approved what he had done.

There was an unfamiliar girl sat at the stairs, holding a CD player. She looked confused and upset, but it wasn’t like anyone could feel any other way in that place. People had died, after all.

"Ah… Hello," he greeted, hoping he wasn’t intruding. He wanted to at least try to cheer her up, but he didn’t know how to do it, at least not at the moment, which upset him. He didn’t like seeing people upset, but in that situation, obviously, it couldn’t be helped.

Electra jumped at the sound of someone else’s voice, one she didn’t really recognize. She almost dropped her CD player, but managed to grip onto it tighter so it didn’t break into tiny pieces. “Oh, hi,” she said, smiling a little. The boy seemed hesitant, as if not knowing how to really approach her, though she supposed it was normal to be cautious in a situation like theirs. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Electra. Electra Asako.”

"Ah, your CD player!" he rushed to try to prevent her from dropping it, and sighed in relief when it didn't happen, "Hello!" he tried to smile despite his guilt over almost causing her to drop the CD player. That happened because he surprised her, right?

"Yamamoto Akito," he bowed and his smiled brightned, "I'm happy to meet you, even though the circustances..." he sighed deeply and his smile faded.

{Open}

Electra sat on the stairs, not bothering to move. She had a glass of water, them only thing she had been living off since she came to the manor. All she could see when she encountered the food in the cafeteria was the death and execution that had happened only a little while ago. She sighed and waited for someone to come by, tapping her feet on the ground. Her sleeping patterns had gotten worse and worse, until the point where she hardly slept at night. She supposed that was the price she paid for dwelling on things to much, but it still wasn’t ideal.

Looking at her CD player, she wondered if she should dance, since she still had some energy left. Something she prided herself on was the fact that she could dance beautifully wherever and whenever, no matter if she had slept or not. It was definitely a good ability to have when she had been nervous the night before a dancing competition, but not when murder was afoot.

Akito was heading back to his room with a glass of water and some cookies he had made. They weren't christmas cookies yet, but pre-christmas cookies, so to speak: he wanted to see if he could bake half-decent cookies before even thinking of offering them to others. At the end of the day, he had approved what he had done.

There was an unfamiliar girl sat at the stairs, holding a CD player. She looked confused and upset, but it wasn't like anyone could feel any other way in that place. People had died, after all.

"Ah... Hello," he greeted, hoping he wasn't intruding. He wanted to at least try to cheer her up, but he didn't know how to do it, at least not at the moment, which upset him. He didn't like seeing people upset, but in that situation, obviously, it couldn't be helped.

Le open

"That is true. I remember when I was a kid and I saw the musicians on stage. I thought they were the coolest thing ever. They always looked like they were having fun and they made the audience smile." Ben, you are rambling again. Do you ever just have a normal conversation with you rambling? "Out of scrap? That would be cool to see. A one of a kind cello. I wonder how it would sound."

"Ah, it was really great, yeah! My mother, too, if one of us was sad or sick or tired she’d play and we’d feel better," he nodded with a bright smile on his face. He hoped he had that effect on people, at least a little bit. That’d be more important to him than anything.

"Yeah… And violins, and things," he nodded, “Sounds metallic, I heard, but it can be played…” he scratched his head and sighed, “I just don’t know how he did it,”

master-pyrotechnician

"So your mother plays? I learn from the people who played at my parents restaurant. They were all very nice people." Ben wonders if he could make a scarp version of his own instruments that he lost. "Metallic sound. That sounds interesting."

"Not professionally, but yes..." he nodded, "Ahhh... This is nice" Akito felt happy for him, but didn't quite know what to say, which made him feel a bit silly.

"It must sound pretty unique, yeah," if he could only find out how one made one. It'd be nice to play it, even after he got his cello back, even though no cello could replace the other.

Le open

"That is true. I remember when I was a kid and I saw the musicians on stage. I thought they were the coolest thing ever. They always looked like they were having fun and they made the audience smile." Ben, you are rambling again. Do you ever just have a normal conversation with you rambling? "Out of scrap? That would be cool to see. A one of a kind cello. I wonder how it would sound."

"Ah, it was really great, yeah! My mother, too, if one of us was sad or sick or tired she'd play and we'd feel better," he nodded with a bright smile on his face. He hoped he had that effect on people, at least a little bit. That'd be more important to him than anything.

"Yeah... And violins, and things," he nodded, "Sounds metallic, I heard, but it can be played..." he scratched his head and sighed, "I just don't know how he did it,"

Insert title here

Akito had no idea why exactly was so cold in april, but still. At least he had his coat with him. But he wasn't all that sure about the others and that bothered him.

He was sat by the courtyard trying to knit a sweater. He had been taught to knit while volunteering, but didn't get all that good at it. But still, a funny look sweater would be better than no sweater. And why was the boy outside, despite the chilly? Mostly because he liked being outdoors far better than being indoors.

He was halfways through knitting when it started to snow. Snowflakes glittering in the wind, as beautiful as they were cold. He resumed to knit, the snow falling on him, and then started coughing.

Maybe he should have stayed somewhere warm.

#mannoropen #Akito Yamamoto

Le open

The speaker turned on and blasted white noise. Eventually, it died down and they all heard a very annoying voice.

"Good morning, you bastards! We had a little misdirection and instead of attending Hope’s Peak, you lot shall be staying here at Despair Manor! A beautiful place full of somewhat hope! Also, where all of you will spend the rest of your lives. So c’mon! Mingle! Meet the rest of the tenants! Or, lock yourself in your room; I don’t care what you do."

Laughing commenced and the speaker shut off, leaving everybody confused and full of new information. It’s time for everyone to get up and find out what exactly is going on.

Akito fell asleep on his seat to find out he had slept for about ten hours and the flight was still going. Which was strange, because Japan wasn’t all that big. Before he knew, he was in a mansion and it wasn’t like he surprised. Even if they got mysteriously kidnapped, the police would arrive soon so he wasn’t particularly worried.

Maybe they had been kidnapped because of money? But not all of them were rich. Maybe to harm Hope’s Peak reputation? Their students being kidnapped during a flight would be a scandal after all.

The boy noticed some people were upset and he decided to try to assure them police would rescue them soon. He didn’t particularly like when those around him were sad.

"Hello," he said softly to the nearest person around, “Don’t worry, things will improve soon… Hopefully,” Akito couldn’t tell from where his uncertainty came from.

master-pyrotechnician

"No good. Not good at all." Ben said. He had been looking for a better location to play. He was still tapping the walls with his drumstick when he heard someone behind him. He turned around to find someone new. "Well, hello there good sir. Do you need something?" He clearly didn’t hear what the person said. He was too busy listening to his drumsticks.

"Ah… No, no, not really," Akito wondered if he had sounded intrusive or stupid before. Because he believed everyone would be fine, but even though he wanted people to have hope he didn’t want to push what he thought on anyone. But he didn’t anyone to be upset either.

Drumsticks, drumsticks… And that other boy, they seemed a bit familiar to Akito. Maybe his talent was in the musical area, or maybe he was a Super High School Level cook? He wasn’t anyone Akito knew personally of course, because Ben lived in another country. But that wasn’t as important as the fact someone was trying to make music. That was great! But that place acoustics were just…

"I’m sorry, but I think there are better places to play…" he then realized he sounded as if he had disliked the fact he was playing, “As in, the acoustics here are kind of bad, not… I don’t mean you shouldn’t play here and…” even if he disliked, it wouldn’t be his problem.

master-pyrotechnician

"You are correct, the acoustics are not the best in this house. The best location I found was at the bottom of the stairs. But I was unsure if everyone could hear me from that location." Ben had no idea who this kid was but he seems to know stuff about music.He knew about acoustics so maybe the kid knows more. "Hmmmm, do you perhaps have a musical talent? Do you play an instrument?"

"Ah… I can," he nodded, but then realized his hearing was a bit better than others, so that probably didn’t help the other boy much, "Yeah, I’m a Super High School Level Cellist," he said with a nervous smile. He didn’t think he was that good of a cellist.

master-pyrotechnician

"Cellist? Ah one of the string instruments." Ben really wanted to meet people who played string instruments and his wish has been granted. He shows the kid his saxophone case. "I am a musician as well. I play brass, woodwind, and percussion instruments My saxophone is the only instruments that made it into this house. If you cello is in your room, do you want to play a song with me sometime?"

Akito nodded at Ben’s first statement with a small smile, which widened upon being shown the saxophone case. Someone else there who loved music!

"So many instruments, that’s amazing!" That was so awesome! “Ah… My cello was taken away…” Akito’s happyness faded from his face and voice, "Hopefully I’ll find it," he could buy another one once they left, but he was somewhat attached to his cello.

master-pyrotechnician

"It is not that amazing. Every time I saw another instrument, I wanted to learn how to play. But eventually I had to stop learning new instruments and focus on mastering the ones I already knew." Ben was a bit sad to hear he had lost his cello. He really wanted to play with someone. "Well if you do find your cello, come and find me. I would like to play a duet with you."

"Ah... Still, playing any instrument is amazing," Akito smiled a bit, "I mean, it's very fun, and it's good when people have fun..." only maybe playing music wasn't fun for everyone. It probably was to Ben, but still, the cellist knew it'd be better if he avoided generalizations.

"Right!" Akito nodded enthusiastically and then made a face, "I heard someone once made a cello out of scrap, maybe I should try"

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No - investigation open

Akito hadn't been feeling very well, so he spent the previous day sleeping in his room. He was half asleep when he heard the alert a body had been found and for a couple of seconds, believed he was having a nightmare and almost resumed sleeping.

But then he realized that probably hadn't been a nightmare and that unfortunately, someone had died. He made his way to the crime scene, crying a bit over what had happened. He didn't expect anyone to commit murder and he didn't think the police would take so long to arrive.

He started to cry harder once he saw Hikari's corpse, but then took a deep breath. He'd mourn her later, at the moment they had a culprit to find. And after that, he'd cry for her and whoever killed her. He doubted they were bad people, just someone confused and lost and desperate to leave.

"Right..." he told to himself as he memorized the crime scene. Having played the piano and the cello from such an early age had it's advantadges, such as better memory. But recognizing said advantadges made Akito feel very arrogant.

Le open

The speaker turned on and blasted white noise. Eventually, it died down and they all heard a very annoying voice.

"Good morning, you bastards! We had a little misdirection and instead of attending Hope’s Peak, you lot shall be staying here at Despair Manor! A beautiful place full of somewhat hope! Also, where all of you will spend the rest of your lives. So c’mon! Mingle! Meet the rest of the tenants! Or, lock yourself in your room; I don’t care what you do."

Laughing commenced and the speaker shut off, leaving everybody confused and full of new information. It’s time for everyone to get up and find out what exactly is going on.

Akito fell asleep on his seat to find out he had slept for about ten hours and the flight was still going. Which was strange, because Japan wasn’t all that big. Before he knew, he was in a mansion and it wasn’t like he surprised. Even if they got mysteriously kidnapped, the police would arrive soon so he wasn’t particularly worried.

Maybe they had been kidnapped because of money? But not all of them were rich. Maybe to harm Hope’s Peak reputation? Their students being kidnapped during a flight would be a scandal after all.

The boy noticed some people were upset and he decided to try to assure them police would rescue them soon. He didn’t particularly like when those around him were sad.

"Hello," he said softly to the nearest person around, “Don’t worry, things will improve soon… Hopefully,” Akito couldn’t tell from where his uncertainty came from.

master-pyrotechnician

"No good. Not good at all." Ben said. He had been looking for a better location to play. He was still tapping the walls with his drumstick when he heard someone behind him. He turned around to find someone new. "Well, hello there good sir. Do you need something?" He clearly didn’t hear what the person said. He was too busy listening to his drumsticks.

"Ah… No, no, not really," Akito wondered if he had sounded intrusive or stupid before. Because he believed everyone would be fine, but even though he wanted people to have hope he didn’t want to push what he thought on anyone. But he didn’t anyone to be upset either.

Drumsticks, drumsticks… And that other boy, they seemed a bit familiar to Akito. Maybe his talent was in the musical area, or maybe he was a Super High School Level cook? He wasn’t anyone Akito knew personally of course, because Ben lived in another country. But that wasn’t as important as the fact someone was trying to make music. That was great! But that place acoustics were just…

"I’m sorry, but I think there are better places to play…" he then realized he sounded as if he had disliked the fact he was playing, “As in, the acoustics here are kind of bad, not… I don’t mean you shouldn’t play here and…” even if he disliked, it wouldn’t be his problem.

master-pyrotechnician

"You are correct, the acoustics are not the best in this house. The best location I found was at the bottom of the stairs. But I was unsure if everyone could hear me from that location." Ben had no idea who this kid was but he seems to know stuff about music.He knew about acoustics so maybe the kid knows more. "Hmmmm, do you perhaps have a musical talent? Do you play an instrument?"

"Ah… I can," he nodded, but then realized his hearing was a bit better than others, so that probably didn’t help the other boy much, "Yeah, I’m a Super High School Level Cellist," he said with a nervous smile. He didn’t think he was that good of a cellist.

master-pyrotechnician

"Cellist? Ah one of the string instruments." Ben really wanted to meet people who played string instruments and his wish has been granted. He shows the kid his saxophone case. "I am a musician as well. I play brass, woodwind, and percussion instruments My saxophone is the only instruments that made it into this house. If you cello is in your room, do you want to play a song with me sometime?"

Akito nodded at Ben's first statement with a small smile, which widened upon being shown the saxophone case. Someone else there who loved music!

"So many instruments, that's amazing!" That was so awesome! "Ah... My cello was taken away..." Akito's happyness faded from his face and voice, "Hopefully I'll find it," he could buy another one once they left, but he was somewhat attached to his cello.

Japan Flight [RP]

"Ah, huh… Kongouseki-kun," he nodded once the other introduced himself, "I’m a Super High School Level Cellist," he hoped he wasn’t wasting the other boy’s time.

"Super High School Level Puzzle Solver," Tadao replied. Now that covered the bare minimum of things, he’d think. His eyes gazed back towards the window again.

"Is there anything else you’re planning on saying to me besides your name and talent?" The puzzle solver didn’t even turn back to look at his conversation partner. "Or is that all I have to know about you for now?"

"Ah... At the moment, yes, unless you'd like to talk more," which wasn't the case, Akito thought. Some people didn't like to talk much and Akito wasn't particularly fun to be with.

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