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Posted: Fri, 27/09/2024 22:10 (9 Months ago) |
Miyako HirotoIdris scowled at her, but this time she didn't react, just continued watching him. It didn't matter how far he pulled his mask back up. She'd seen under it and it was... So sad. What had his mom done to him, to make him fear her so much? Seeing just how terrified he was of little Miyako, probably looking ridiculous with her hands on her hips, glaring up at him... somehow, seeing how scared he was of her that scared her more than any of his violent attempts to intimidate her. "I said drop it. Don't go making any assumptions about me. I don't need another shrink to f**king analyse me again. ...d'you know if Monokuma keeps any water coolers 'round here? Actually, I think I see one over there. This has been fun and all but I gotta goo..." Miyako let a smile trail over her lips. "Alright," she agreed sweetly. "Go get your water. But Idris?" She waited a moment, then breathed out and met his eyes. "I definitely won't forget any of this. And for as much as you claim I don't know you, you don't know me very well either if you think I can just 'drop it'. So in any case... be ready, 'kay?" Throwing a grin over her shoulder, Miyako walked away, her mind awhirl. She had to find Shi. She had to know that she was right. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 27/09/2024 21:34 (9 Months ago) |
Miyako HirotoHe wasn't saying anything. Just muttering something over and over again under his breath, holding himself as if he were keeping himself from shattering into a thousand pieces. Is that the only gentle touch he's ever had? Some part of her brain wondered for a second. His own? Then she shook the thought off, because she had no idea where it came from, and it was just totally unnerving. Of course that wasn't true. Her brain was being melodramatic and seeing stuff where there was nothing. She was just going crazy. "Idris..." she began softly. "I'm not going to hurt you. Please. Just count to ten. It'll be okay." Suddenly, those intense eyes were on her and she flinched, wondering how she ever thought they were dead. There was some sort of desperation in them. Panic, fear, hope... and suddenly she realised that rather than looking at her, he was looking right through her, seeing who she was. And he hated her and he was terrified of her, and he was right. And god were those eyes beautiful. It sent a shiver down her spine. "Oh sh*t. Oh f**k. Goddammit." Then the moment was over, and it was back to your regularly scheduled airing of intensive swearing and just being an all around douche. "...I-i'm sorry that you had to see that. Just, ignore it. I'm a 'lil tired, okay?" Oh... no, he was... "Oh, Idris..." Her heart broke, and she fought the urge to reach forward and touch his cheek, knowing it'd be like needles to his skin right now. She'd screwed up, hadn't she? He really was just scared of her. "Was nothing. Forget 'bout it. Just d-don't f**king punch me like that again, you bi-....Miyako." Or not. Her eyebrow twitched. But still, she just continued staring at him, studying him, and realised that right now, he was putting his mask back on. It was falling on and off, because he couldn't figure out how to work it back over. His dignity was shattered, and he was looking for her to hate him again. Had she ever met anybody who wanted to be hated so badly? "So that's why," she whispered to herself, then blinked, coming back to reality. "Alright, Idris. I... I accept that." [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 27/09/2024 21:22 (9 Months ago) |
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Name: I'm Persephone "Percy" O'Couna. It's nice to meet you... unless it isn't? Personality/Description: "Who am I? I'm the best goddamn student at this school and anybody who sees me in the hall knows it. I'm tall, with black hair that used to be red when I was a kid, but thank god I dyed it, because red? Just a total ick. I wear dark clothes and purple lipstick, but don't mistake me for one of those goth freaks. I dress the way I want, because Persephone O'Couna is her own style. And people who try to steal it- well, you better watch your back. I own this school, and you should do some backpedaling if you don't want some 'information' leaked." Relation to character: "Jackson Nichols? What's that? Some sort of new disease? Some wart an old lady found on the bottom of her foot? Oh, a student? Sounds like a nobody. Why would I care about a 'Jackson'? Parents must've hated it. Total ick of a name." Other: "N/A [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 27/09/2024 21:08 (9 Months ago) |
Setsuna JunSetsuna stirred, two seconds after blush-induced unconsiousness. He looked up and around at him, studying the dorm. What a nice dorm... so nice and calm and beautiful and he was with Sutaraitsu. He smiled to himself. Then he looked at his darling, precious Sutaraitsu. Who's lips were on a hand. His hand. Setsuna passed out again. Miyako Hiroto"Come on, I'm not gonna kill you, dumbass. If I wanted to, you'd be dead right now and no one would ever find your body. You think I'm that dumb enough to threaten you in public? God, if I gave two f**ks about whatever you say, I'd be offended. Jesus Christ, I'm not that dumb, Miyako. Like gimme some credit.." "Well, for someone who's not 'dumb enough to threaten me in public' you're sure as hell doing a lot of it right now. The second somebody decides to capitalize and kill me, then you're on the chopping block." Her eyes narrowed. "I think I've already given you well enough credit. It sounds more to me that you're too stubborn to realise that maybe lil ol' Miyako might have a valid point, because you're so determined to treat her like an idiot." She crossed her arms. "You've already put me at risk, so I'd appreciate if you could keep your voice down and stop drawing more attention to us." But even as she spoke, she noticed a change coming over him. Was he... trying to get away from her? That was... weird. She didn't know how to deal with that. It wasn't like she'd threatened to kill him. Deep down at his heart, was Idris lashing out because he was a coward? She didn't like that any more than the psychopath hypothesis. So she crossed her arms, choosing to glare at him. "You don't- you can't- You don't know. You don't know anything about what she did, Miyako. You can't. You can't compare me to that woman, you b*tch. You can't. I could never...I-I could never do what she did Miyako. You don't... you don't know a f**king thing, Miyako. I'm all talk and no action. My m-mother...that- If you knew what she did, you'd be regretting your words now Miyako, I swear to God, you'd be-" "Is that a threat or a..." She paused. "Are you scared of me?" What? "...you punched me?" "Yeah I did, and I'll do it again if you try any of that sh*t." Miyako opened her mouth to admonish him, that little coward, all bark and no bite. And then she'd- "...please, not again m-mom." She froze. "Repeat that," she said softly. But he didn't need to. She was looking at him, but he wasn't looking at her. This whole conversation, he'd been looking through her. He'd been seeing someone else. And he hadn't been him. That big, scary boy was looking at her like he was just a little kid, and she was... "Do you think I'm... your mom?" she asked, bewildered. "Idris, are you- are you seeing me?" She crouched down to his level, and considered taking him by the shoulders, but seeing the look in his eyes she refrained. "Look, it's me. It's Miyako. You know me, right?" [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 27/09/2024 20:40 (9 Months ago) |
Miyako Hiroto"...not much of an overreaction when every single f**king touch feels like acid on your skin, Miyako!! Like jesus christ Miyako, you're saying all the wrong things right now." "So now I'm saying all the wrong things?" Miyako tilted her head to the side, mockingly. For some reason, an image came to her head of Mei doing the exact same thing. "While you threaten me with a knife in front of everyone? Seems to me like you're setting yourself up for a quick execution. You really thought that one through, huh?" She was like acid to him, huh? Sweet little Miyako, untouchable as poison to him. Well, she'd show him poison. She'd show him that maybe, he shouldn't have underestimated her... or her will to kick his ass. Then his posture straightened, and for a second, she saw her little brother standing there. Ready to kill her. That same hate in his eyes as the day she left him. The day she betrayed him. "You're funny Miyako. You're so funny. You have no f**king clue what you're talking about, oh boy. That's the best thing I've heard all goddamn year. You don't know jack sh*t about me, you f**king cow. If they killed my mother, I certainly wouldn't be here all emo 'n sh*t, dude. I'd be the happiest 'lil mofo in this hell-hole. Oooh boy. That's a thought, someone killing that old hag. Damn. I mean, one can wish, can't they? Wish it would be me, y'know. The mofo who watches the life drain out of her eyes." His smile sent a chill up her spine, which she fought down, summoning up her old anger, and meeting his eyes, years of repressed memories rising up in her, anger at this spoiled brat who seemed to think his mommy issues gave him the excuse to treat everyone like crap. Everything about it got on her nerves. "Well," she said coldly. "Whatever she did, she got more than what she deserved, getting a son like you." This guy was just absolutely nuts. His reaction to everything was violence. Even his mom, even the people he was supposed to love... It made her shiver. This guy had no empathy. He was... A psychopath, a voice in the back of her head whispered. "I'm getting giddy just thinkin' 'bout it, Miyako." Miyako's fist clenched, and for a second, she considered just murdering him right here and now. How could he? Forgetting your duty as someone's kid was one thing. But dreaming about their murder? It just made her sick. He was like like her little brother. A murderer, down to his core. A failure as a kid, a failure as a person, and somebody who the world would be better off without. "I'm the judge, jury, and executioner. There's no other law that would have touched him," she remembered her little brother's words, staring down at their dad's swollen corpse, the ends of the broken bottle buried into his throat. The blood was everywhere, but most of all, on the mop that he clutched in his hands. Murder cleanup. "He was guilty, Miyako. The guiltiest person alive. The world was better off without him." But no... She shook her head off. No matter what, she wouldn't kill anyone. She wasn't like her brother, she wasn't like Idris, and she certainly wasn't like their dad. "I don't know what you're talking 'bout. You don't know what you're talking about Miyako. I suggest you shut that 'lil mouth of yours before you say something you regret, 'kay?" She blinked, coming back into reality. For a second, she thought there was almost a change in his expression. Some sort of emotion passing through... but staring into those cold dead eyes, she remembered that she was looking at a murderer. Someone made to kill people. "Something I regret?" Her eyes narrowed. "Sorry Idris, but I'm afraid I don't regret this at all." And then she punched him. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 27/09/2024 19:57 (9 Months ago) |
Miyako HirotoHer fingertips had just brushed the fabric of his clothes when she pulled back, startled. "Excuse me? Claws?" She glanced down at her nails, eyeing the chipped nail polish, and anger surged in her. "The hell are you talking about? I keep my nails trimmed and clean for your information, though I'm sure you wouldn't know that, considering you probably haven't washed that hoodie of yours since we started this godforsaken killing game." Miyako puffed out her cheeks indignantly, already remembering why she hated this guy. A selfish, obnoxious jerk, who'd threaten you for so much as touching him. As if she was dirty. Issues, much? "If I touch you, then you'll kill me? That's a bit of an overreaction I think." She meant to stop talking then. But for god's sake, if she was going to do her damn best to be nice to this group of idiots then she better get some return on that investment. "What the hell have I ever done to you? I've been nothing but good to you from the start, and you just come after everyone like they killed your mother or something." She crossed her arms. "Why do you do that? Why do you just lash out at everyone who so much as tries kindness on you?" [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 27/09/2024 05:44 (9 Months ago) |
Kubo AtsushiWell, he thought, staring at Darcy's perfect face, its beautiful features twisted in hate. That was the wrong thing to say huh. A twinge of bitterness pierced his heart, a voice in the back of his head whispering, he hates you. He always hated you. From the beginning he wanted to be rid of you, and he'll want to be rid of you 'till the end. You'll die here, hated by him, hated by Kaoru, hated by Mei, hated by everyone, and Lucian will be smiling at you right through, because he hates you too. It was idiotic to come down here to begin with. Darcy wasn't his friend; Darcy was an enemy. Someone who couldn't be trusted to know about the knife hidden in the slit he'd cut into his jacket last night. "That's funny. I seem to recall things a little differently." "I'm sure you remember everything," Kubo muttered. He lifted his chin and opened his mouth to yell at Darcy, to call him a liar and a hypocrite and- "Kubo I-don't-know-your-middle-name Atsushi. I seem to recall a certain guy telling Lucian to kill himself. Or... did I hallucinate that particular ordeal?" "I-" Did I say that? Yes. He had. He remembered Lucian's face, twisted in anguish. The terror in his expression; it was that of a small child fearing draconian retribution. In that moment, Lucian hadn't even seemed like he was seeing him. Because that wasn't me, some weak, lying voice whimpered. I'm not mean, it was because of Darcy. I was stressed and I was- "Shut up," he said hoarsely, not sure if he was talking to Darcy or himself. "Just- stop talking." "I don't recall you ever apologizing to him for that." He hadn't. "Look. I'm... willing to let bygones be bygones." Why should Darcy? He was right. "I just want us all to escape here together. Nothing has to happen to anyone else." Except the mastermind. Another person he would murder. "It's just... you never did apologize to him for that, you know. He very nearly did it. I mean... damn. That was seriously such a d**k move, Kubo. The lowest of the low." Darcy didn't even know. It wasn't just that Kubo didn't apologise. He hadn't even acknowledged it. He'd just shoved it off to the side, pretending he forgot it even happened. Just a little kid, pushing all his dirty laundry in the closet, and saying it was okay. How could he? How could he say that to Lucian and then pretend he hadn't? "It would already be terrible if you'd told anybody else here that. But goddamn Lucian?! That guy's a fricking saint. He's been trying to help you and everybody else this whole time. I don't regret punching you in the face for that. Not in the least." "I know," Kubo responded hoarsely. "I know you don't regret it. But still... I owe you a 'f**k you' for that one, Darcy." He smirked, but inside his thoughts were awhirl. God, why couldn't he think? Why couldn't the world just stay still awhile and let him think? This was stupid, this was unfair. Kubo paused, his hand feeling something in the tunnel ahead. "...okay. That's- all this has probably succeeded at doing is provoking you. But what I'm trying to say is... you haven't just been super rude and entitled to everybody here. But you nearly made Lucian kill himself over what you said to him. That's... that's a lot." "Pot meet kettle," he muttered back, then blinked, coming to himself. "Look, D-Darcy, if you can't handle me, if you say I'm rude and entitled for who I am, then screw you too. I h-hate you. I think you're annoying, self-absorbed, and most of all, the most self-righteous POS I've ever met. You pretend to be better than everyone else, when in reality you're just like the rest of us. A stupid kid who does nothing but impede our trials and make a fool of himself." His heart gave a little stutter as he finally breathed out, then took in a sharp breath and began again. "And before you interrupt me, let me finish. I'm not saying... you're wrong. I'm definitely those things, so that's why we we're not meant to be friends. I can't change how I was raised, or the fact that I don't like or want to like any of the people here. It's screwed up, but it's who I am, and it's who you are." He closed his eyes. "And... about Lucian... you're absolutely right. I shouldn't have said any of those things. Even to someone I hate, I shouldn't say any of that. Not to someone who was just trying to be kind to me." That's right... Lucian was just trying to be kind. He's never wanted to hurt me. Kubo would never understand why. But he couldn't call Lucian a liar. He couldn't try and destroy a saint, just for the mere crime of choosing to believe in someone like him. If Lucian was going to get close to his thorns, then he should wear down the points, because someone like that would only fall deeper and deeper into his bloody arms. And if Kubo had to cradle him against all the world, then that was all Lucian deserved, for being the kind of person who would throw himself to hell over and over again, because of a fool who had willingly trapped himself in the inferno. "It is a lot. It's way too much of a lot. And I should've told him that instead of walking away." Kubo blinked, surprised to find that there were tears in his eyes, and he quickly rubbed them away before Darcy could see. "You're an idiot, Darcy, but to hell with it, I'm worse of one. I've been saying all this stupid stuff. To you, to myself, and most of all, to Lucian." He frowned, staring into the door in front of them. His hand searched for the knob. "So the moment we get out of this pit... I swear to you, I swear to myself-" I swear to Kaoru, and mom, and Niwa and everyone else dead- "I'll apologise to him. This doesn't mean I like him, god no, but..." But... "You're right, okay? He didn't deserve that. He didn't deserve any of that." "Honestly? I'd agree with that. Maybe Monokuma would give us the greatest present of all... letting us escape." Kubo quirked a smile at Darcy's little laugh. What a weirdo. He could go from berating somebody to talking about Christmas in the span of ten seconds. The hell was up with that? "But, uh, jeez. Any particular reason for the mistletoe, Kubo? Do you have the same consistency as a poisonous plant or something? Because that would suit you. Or... is it something else?" "Don't be stupid," Kubo scoffed, though his cheeks were red. "It was just a joke, Darcy. God, you take everything too seriously. This is exactly why I just can't stand you." He was still smiling though. And he found he didn't really mean it. If anything... maybe there was some camaraderie to be found, in finding somebody who you could openly hate, and who would just hate you back. Or maybe he was just going insane. That was another possibility. "So... like, you didn't know? That's a bit odd for the Ultimate Detective." Never mind, people sucked. "Oh, shut up," Kubo snapped. "I don't have to prove myself to you. If you were actually attending those trials instead of being lost in Soy Sauce's eyes, then maybe you'd have had a chance to contribute to my argument." Did he just... call Sawyer Laurens "Soy Sauce"? ...Oh, so he was going insane. And possibly morphing into a Walmart- though far more aesthetic- version of Mei. Excellent information, he would definitely keep it in mind. "I'm sorry about that. The fact that... she died. I mean... I didn't really know her all that well. But I don't think she deserved it, did she? Kaoru... was important to you. Even if things seemed somewhat complicated. I imagine you must miss her." Oh. Well, this guy knew how to give you emotional whiplash. Kubo never knew until this moment. Had anyone ever asked him about her? Maybe Lucian had, after the trial... but until this moment, he'd never known to question... Kubo felt dead, drained of energy all of a sudden. His chest was empty, hollow, emotions carved right out of it. But... "No," he whispered. "She didn't deserve it. And she was just like me, we came from the same awful place, the same awful people. She was just as screwed up as me, and she didn't deserve it, because..." Because... He blinked. "Darcy... did you know we met at church?" Then reality flooded in and he shook his head. "Forget I said that. It doesn't matter." "Is that... possible? I don't think the mastermind would make it that convenient, but... alright. Guess we could try." "Yeah." He pressed his hand to the doorknob, finally finding it. "Well, at the very least we've found a door. So we can presumably make our way to a place with better ventilation from here. Or at least a tunnel that we won't find Sandworms in." But just as he made to twist it- "Puhuhuhu~ Oh no, what are our naughty children doing, my love?" "I'm not sure, darling! But I think that they've gotten very messy down here in the labyrinth! They must surely be asking for a beautification. Look at all that dust! And oh dear, is little Darcy hurt? We must get that treated up with Buffkuma brand bandaids immediately!" Kubo gulped. "Darcy... let's just back away slowly..." Setsuna Jun"E-Eh...? What's with the sexy French agents?" "Sexy French agents? Where!?" Setsuna whipped his head around. If a sexy French agent was going to drop in on them, then he'd need to protect Sutaraitsu! It was his duty as Sutaraitsu's boyfr- Boyfri- Boyfriiiiiiiieee- The blood ran to Setsuna's head too fast, and the power of blush immediately knocked him out. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 27/09/2024 01:36 (9 Months ago) |
Adrik Volkov"Oh, really. That's uh- cool," Adrik fumbled, not really sure how to explain himself. "Well, that's a shame! It's a uh- cool name. And you deserve that respect, since you've worked here a while, and you're older and..." He cringed. Did I just call him old? "I'm sorry. Do you want me to call you that, uh... Konst... Aleks?" The old man's eye cracked open, and Adrik could've sworn he was glaring at him. Ducking his head to avoid eye contact, Adrik prayed that his new supervisor wouldn't laugh at him. That would be the final humiliation to send him packing. With a bad track record and without a Senior Detective's respect... then why on earth would the Head Detectives keep Adrik around? This could well be the nail on the coffin. Niwa Atsushi"Oh- I'm glad to hear that." A moment of realisation came over Niwa with the whoosh of the bus doors and the hot stuffy air crashing into his face. In that moment he discovered that he was just Detective Atsushi- no one special, no one who should be getting mad at anyone, or thinking they had the right to sympathize or worry about anyone's family circumstances. With an awkward laugh, Niwa settled into his seat. "Sorry. Didn't mean to pry..." [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 27/09/2024 01:21 (9 Months ago) |
Kubo Atsushi"Glad you're finally coming around. Maybe ol' K-Kubo Atsushi isn't always the bad guy, huh?" Kubo rolled his eyes, remembering all the other times he and Darcy had spent yelling at each other. Weirdly enough, he wasn't sure why he'd hated the guy. The others were evil liars still, of course. They'd turn around and stab someone in a minute. If even Kaoru, the very best of them, had been able to succumb to the allure of murder, then really, who could resist the siren's call? Though... maybe that was unfair. After all, this whole time, someone had been whispering plots in peoples' ears. A mastermind with a true grasp of the act of murder, someone who could solve a case more effectively than the Ultimate Detective could. It was... unnerving, to say the least. None of it made sense. How were they always aware when the Ultimates were going down the wrong path? The way Monokuma subtly changed the focus of the trial, the way the Execution Room was set up from the start, tailored perfectly for its victim... The Mastermind knew who the killer was every time. Never were they blind. If only they could be blind, just once, then the Ultimates might be able to get the jump on them. But of course, someone deserving of the title The Ultimate Mastermind could never be caught so easily. He was reminded once more of that person's blank face as they watched Mei's execution. Someone so unswayed by all of it. Kubo was supposed to be unswayed. He was supposed to be smart, strong, collected. But he'd yelled so many horrible, stupid things at Idris, while that person watched. Never so much as a twitch. "Christmas?" Kubo smirked. "Ha, I wish. I'd take the mistletoe over the murder any day." For some reason a picture of Lucian popped into his head that moment, and he shook it off, hoping that it was too dark for Darcy to see his face. It wasn't that he was blushing... his face just felt hot in this stifly tunnel. Too much carbon dioxide. That was all. “What do you mean by…” Kubo shrugged, readjusting his weight to support Darcy better. His shoulder was starting to ache. "Who knows." He stared ahead into the empty blackness, and Kaoru stared back- her amber eyes accusing, judging- calling him out as the liar he was. He would trust people again. But hell if he'd give up the only cards he had to Darcy. No, he was too close to that person. The risk was too great. Darcy would have to settle for lies right now. But still... someday, he swore to himself, he would tell Darcy the truth. The whole truth about himself, the mastermind, and his plan to end the killing game. "It's hope," he told Darcy. "If we hope, a-anything... anything can happen. That's what K-Kaoru always said, right?" Because, she had added once. Hope leads to action. And when we try, when we really try, the hell can this world do to us, us who've been given a hit in the jaw every day of our lives? What can it do to us now, when we finally take a stand and tell this whole screwed up system to go to hell? She'd never been a believer in fate, not like he was. She thought things could change. And maybe it was time for him to see if she was right. Time to see that he could make that difference, be the person that Niwa said he could never be. Kubo laughed softly to himself. Now that was too cheesy. But it was fine, he could work on his one-liners later when they were out of this whole killing game. “And… wait. Idris in a TUTU? When did that happen? Was it pink?” "Monokuma and Wifekuma are a terrifying pair." Kubo shook his head solemnly. "Don't ask questions you don't want the answer to, Darcy. There are some things worse than death." “So… how are we going to get out of here? Is there a rope or something?” "A rope? Well, there should be, but..." He glanced down at his gloves, at the rip through the centre. "The rope's not exactly... intact now. I suppose we'll have to find another way out." With a wry laugh, he ran a hand through his hair. "And besides, we're already down here. Aren't you curious to find out what lies at the ends of these tunnels? Maybe it's an emergency exit. Could be the easiest p-possible end there is to this killing game." Miyako HirotoMiyako looked up sharply, her eyes landing on Idris' silently shaking form. She didn't know him... not really. He was Mei's pet, not hers. But even so, seeing the way he mourned... so quiet... She couldn't stay still any longer. So she walked up to him, and gently reached for his shoulder. "Hey, Idris-'' she started. [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 26/09/2024 02:55 (9 Months ago) |
Narcisse MichonChika's grip tightened around his throat, lifting him up and off the ground. Black spots creeped in the corners of his vision, and as his limbs slowly went limp, Narcisse realised he was about to die. But no. He couldn't die. Not before he found her. Narcisse's hand landed on the knife he kept between the bookshelves. And just as he felt Chika's grip tighten for the final time, he plunged it right through her arm. Her grip relaxed on his throat, and with a gasp, he shoved her off him, collapsing to the ground. He clutched at his neck, feeling the bones. Thank god. Nothing's broken. Though he was sure he'd sport a nasty bruise for a few days... Looking up and wiping the grunge off his mouth, he narrowed his eyes at his almost-murderer. Chika was examining her arm, furrowing her brow at the exposed and spitting wiring. Now was as good a time as any. He leapt to his feet. In an instant her eyes were on him and she lunged- but he was prepared this time, and ducked under her free hand, dropping and rolling for the door. The moment she hit the wall beside it, he slammed it shut, and wedged the pocketknife through the lock. His throat was on fire as he staggered down the steps. Chika's furious howling behind the door would feature in his nightmares. He had no doubt that the sound of her pounding fists against the wood would stay with him even longer. But no matter what came to be in the future, right now he had to run. He had to make sure someone knew that the other one running around wasn't him. He took a shortcut, ducking through the dusty little break room and crawling through the hidden entrance behind the fridge. No matter what... he had to get there before his impersonator did. Otherwise... there would be nothing anyone could do for the agency. Adrik VolkovAdrik took the first available seat, and gave himself a moment to center himself. The carriage was dim and smelled of cigarettes, the only other passenger being an old man with a shirt yellowed by age, fast asleep in the far aisle. Technically safe... but he still couldn't shake the feeling that something would go very wrong. It was silly though... he had Mr. Konstantin, didn't he? And he had so much experience... if anything happened, he would know what to do. Right? "Um, Mr. Konstantin..." he began. Niwa Atsushi"He seemed to wish you a lot of harm though," Niwa pointed out. But with a sigh, he let it go and turned his attention forward. Some people just grated on him. They didn't understand what love or empathy was, or even have the simple concept of basic human decency under their belt. Rudeness... it just made him sick. That Adrik kid... Niwa made himself smile at Iliya, who surely felt down after what that stupid kid had said. "Alright, let's get on our bus now. We can buy ourselves some snacks when we get there, how about it? You like sweets?" [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 25/09/2024 05:16 (9 Months ago) |
Kubo AtsushiKubo snorted. "You're asking after everyone else, when you're sitting in a dust pit, next to the guy with the knife?" He shook his head. "Darcy... don't worry. Everyone's fine. It hasn't changed since you left. We don't even have a trial to attend. And as far as I see it, we won't ever." Who was really saying that? Him or Kaoru's ghost, taking a minute to reach inside and touch him? Well, she could take those ghostly hands and put them through his chest, squeezing his heart in iron chains, and he could thank her for the privilege. He'd let the steel press in, the flesh be squeezed through the links, and his essence explode across the pavement, because it was what she wanted. He ought to be grateful she'd even bother to touch him in love or hate, mess he was. In the end... she thought of me. She wanted him dead, but that was enough. Because love or hate, it didn't matter, they were all the same anyway. Just bonds on your death that you'd left drift away, but a breath in a storm. "Everyone's fine, Darcy." Because they were. "And anyway... even if they weren't, I couldn't tell you sh*t. We're in the same pit. For all I know, Monokuma's put Idris in one of those tutus, and Lucian's currently on a killing spree with a lawnmower." Lucian killing someone. What a thought that was. [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 10/09/2024 01:53 (10 Months ago) |
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Posted: Tue, 10/09/2024 00:47 (10 Months ago) |
 Five Days Left... Four Days Left... [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 09/09/2024 19:44 (10 Months ago) |
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 Relationships: ___ Family: Kae - Enn and his twin sister are very close. Though neither can remember the other's real face, they can recognise one another in any form. Above all else, they are loyal to one another. Though Kae occasionally exasperates him with her inability to take anything seriously, he would do anything for her... something which backfires on him, because he will forever and always fall for her pranks if she just says "please, Enn?". He will never learn.  ^Best Friends^ ___ Friends: Nora Mawer ^Friends^ Kubo Atsushi: ___ Enemies: N/A Kae [Read more] |
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Posted: Sun, 08/09/2024 23:41 (10 Months ago) |
Welcome to Fairyland At every moment of our lives, we all have one foot in a fairy tale and the other in the abyss. -Paulo Coelho --- In the futuristic city of Suecester, the air tastes of ash. Crossing the streets, you'll see people hurrying along, hoods up, ignoring the desperation and the squalor that seems to settle like residue on the city's broken concrete. For years, war has decimated this world. What remains of society crouches in the gutters, not dissimilar to the rats which call these filthy alleyways home. But as you walk along, you'll spy children in the cracks. Making games with ripped up tires and telling fairy tales of endless green fields while their fingers tug longingly at the dead weeds by their toes. It makes you smile, shake your head, and move on. Yet five days from now, many children around the city are going to go missing. And someone important to you will be among them. What will you do, when that beloved person is gone? When it seems as though they have been plucked from this world by the supernatural itself? What can you do? This is a forum thread meant for the reference of roleplayers inside the "Sweet Dreams in Fairyland" roleplay. Characters, locations, and any tidbits of lore relating to the world of Suecester will be kept here for review and safekeeping. Please enjoy your stay in Fairyland ^^ [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 06/09/2024 19:41 (10 Months ago) |
Adrik VolkovYou're one to talk about being rude, Adrik mused bitterly, then hated himself for the thought. What was wrong with him? Why was he looking for everyone else's faults right now? It was his first day, couldn't he make a little bit of an effort to get along with people? Why was he having these bad thoughts, about wanting to hurt Aleks, who was the only person even trying to help him after that disastrous introduction with that awful Andreja girl? It doesn't matter, a voice murmured in the back of his head. They'll never like you anyway. This whole thing is pointless. Panic surged up in him and he whipped around to face Aleks, opening his mouth to say sorry, I'm sorry- "We better hurry before it leaves without us." His voice was dull, expressionless, and he averted his eyes, not wanting to look at Aleks. Niwa Atsushi"What on earth is his problem?" Niwa glanced at Iliya. "The second he saw you he looked like he bit down on a lemon or something. I've never seen someone go so sour so fast. Do you guys know each other or something?" He wasn't used to being this direct. It wasn't right to poke your nose in other peoples' business. But... all the same, something about that face just reminded him of something. Something awful curled up in the back of his own heart, a memory of a face he couldn't make out. Someone's reflection in the pond, repeated twice over, which was wrong, how could it be- "Iliya?" he asked, desperate to pull himself out of his thoughts. "What do you think?" [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 06/09/2024 19:29 (10 Months ago) |
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Striding through the halls, suited up in fine leather armour, with a shining sword at her hip, Nora felt... glorious. She was powerful, she was strong, and above all, she was needed. Glancing down, she eyed the little kid clutching her hand. So tiny and fragile... Without her, he was all alone. Kubo's eyes fluttered shut. He was mumbling something under his breath, almost like a prayer. She leaned closer, curious. She only made out one syllable- iko- when the portal came into sight and his eyes snapped back open. Nora pulled back, but the damage was done. Those sharp amber eyes were on her, narrowed in suspicion. "Hey," she started, but he pulled back and hurried ahead, hugging himself as he scampered towards the glowing light. Shrugging, Nora decided not to care. This was her castle, and he'd forgive her sooner or later. She stuck her hands in her pockets and strode towards the end of the hallway. The portal towered over even her, tall as she was. Vines intertwined all over the granite archway, climbing up to wrap around the little stone peak, where engraved letters read Giant's Down. The swirling colours of the portal cast strange shadows and lights across the dimly lit room. Kubo paused in front of the portal. She could see his thin little back, hunching in on itself; forming creases in his tunic. There was a slight tremor in his shoulders. It was just a portal. What did he have to be so scared about? They'd been through it a million times before. "Daww, scaredy-cat. How can you be my squire if you're trembling at a little trip outside the castle?" Nora laughed to herself as she caught up. "Come on, Ku. Don't you wanna see the princess castle?" Kubo stuck out his bottom lip. "It's too pink." He turned those wide, liquid eyes on her. "I don't like pink." "Oh? Is that what it's all about?" Nora grinned at him. "Hit the emo phase already, huh? I only like black MOM~" His nose scrunched up. "What's an emo... fazz?" "Don't worry about it. I'll save you from the cringe yet." Nora gave him a push. "In you go!" Eyeing her suspiciously again, Kubo went into the portal, the swirling pastels enveloping him, and in a flash of light, he vanished. Nora followed him, closing her eyes against the nausea... and then opening them to the beautiful city which awaited her. Giant's Down was Nora's favourite part of Fairyland. The castle was ugly, sure, but the lava moat was absolutely sick, and the skeleton of the ancient giant who's bones formed the city was so cool to look at, especially from above. Plus, the bustling city centre, filled to the brim with fairy knights... her people... Enn stumbled through after them, yelping and immediately faceplanting into the gravel. "Home," Nora whispered. The wind swept up, jostling the canopies hanging across the street from the giant's towering ribs. Fairies scampered around the marketplace, buying little goods and accessories, pausing to snatch a free sample from the smiling vendor with the VERY pointed ears. It was as if the world was answering her. The wind, beautiful and fresh, the sun shining from above, and the people, oh the people smiling back at her. All of them were perfect little doll families. Nothing but love and happiness; no one left behind or forgotten. [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 31/07/2024 13:47 (11 Months ago) |
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Persephone had held herself back. It was fine then. She'd given it a chance and that was enough. This Thing was going down. She tilted her head cutely to the side. "Aww, I'm sorry, I thought that because it was talking to me, the little dog might actually need some help. You've gotta be a special level of stupid to bother someone for no reason, huh? I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, puppy. I'm sure you can leash yourself just fine to your host of choice." Her hand found the seeds in her pocket, but she continued smiling pleasantly at the Thing. Never before had she wanted to rip a parasite a new one so badly. [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 30/07/2024 06:49 (11 Months ago) |
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Oh, you little.... Persephone lips turned upwards in her usual unpleasant smile. "Noticed? Oh darling, I've done more than some silly little noticing. I've looked at you, I've thought on you, and I've made some deductions." Her eyes narrowed. "And guess what conclusion I've come to?" Leaning in, she grinned, showing her teeth. "You're a lying, two-faced rat. Talking the big talk, not able to walk the big walk, clinging onto people like a giant leech... hey, maybe you should find someone to walk you into traffic." [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 29/07/2024 23:44 (11 Months ago) |
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Persephone sneered, hating this girl more by the second. Of course she's a goodie two shoes. Just the kind to feed the poor little alleyway kitten and call herself a saint for it. There's no bite to this girl at all. She was just about ready to scoff and turn away, done with this pathetic show... but then she froze. She craned her head, listening intently. That last statement... The little puppy had some teeth. "Saying that as if you know anything about me." Persephone smirked at her, crossing her arms. "Since we're all about making snap judgements in here, how about I let you know what I think about you?" [Read more] |