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Danganronpa Roleplay [PRIVATE]
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Private RP → Danganronpa Roleplay [PRIVATE]But their eyes remained-
Suko turned away and skipped towards the kitchen. "The food was put away!" They called. "We don't gotta deal with mold- wait, hold on- moldy things are in the garbage! Nevermind! Forget I said anything."
Hisoka's gaze sharpened. "Alright. Let's go eat something else then."
Suko poked their head out of the kitchen. "Naw, that sounds more like you." Suko ignored Hisoka's sputtering. "Wanna help me, Koda?"
"I heard that!"
"Wanna help?"
"Fine fine." Suko pouted and muttered something under their breath.
"What was that?"
"I hope you die."
"Sadly, I will not be currently performing that stunt for your entertainment today. I hope you can live without it."
Hisoka cocked an eyebrow, but said nothing. He claimed the far one and retreated to the Cafeteria.
"Damn it," Suko muttered.
"Poisoning people is not okay. Poisoning Hisoka would be okay but its not okay, okay?" She mumbled under her breath. aaaAAAAAAAAAAAGh WHAT IS HAPPENING SHOULD I LET THIS HAPPEN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHH Koda took her chance to scream at Moonling before replying. "Yeah, okay, um, do that, Suko, yes." Koda nodded.
Suko Nobu
"Poisoning Hisoka is okay?" Suko nearly laughed as the conflicting expressions moved across Koda's face. She was so easy to read. Suko liked that. They'd had enough of complicated emotions. They just wanted joy and sadness to exist on its own.
There was no reason for them to mix.
No reason at all.
Their mood died. Femi was dead. And he'd taken Suko- and Koda's- hearts with him. Even now, as Koda laughed and joked about killing Hisoka, they both knew they were entirely serious.
That was just what Kowai had tried.
And that's what would inevitably kill them both.
Suko's throat dried up.
Niwa Atsushi
"Do you want to go eat?" Niwa asked Keiki softly. "I understand that you don't want to leave here. They're horrible to me too. But your life matters more than anything. We can't- we can't let you starve."
He pressed his palms to the sides of his head. He couldn't stop shaking.
Keiki? Dying?
How could the world do that to him now?
Hisoka Yamanaku
"They're trying to kill me," Hisoka informed Maji dryly. "Cowards." He rolled his eyes, but he and Maji both knew he was shaking. Killing could no longer be a joke anymore.
They were trapped in that reality. The reality that each and every one of them now wanted to kill each other.
Why wouldn't they? That was the only escape from this hell. Hisoka would do it if no one else.
Except-
I can't kill Maji. Anyone but him. Or was that really true? Could Hisoka imagine driving a knife into Suzume's chest? Or Buraddo's? Or even Koda's, her with that hideous sneer? He couldn't do it.
No matter how much she wanted to kill him, he couldn't kill her.
He just felt tired now.