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Danganronpa Roleplay [PRIVATE]
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Private RP → Danganronpa Roleplay [PRIVATE]They clapped their hands together.
"Finally-! We braved the mighty stairs Niwato, we made it-!"
Keiki grin grew wider.
"We are brave warriors, we slayed the fearsome staircase-!"
They laughed and walked into the room, looking very pleased with themselves.
Narrator
And exactly the moment Keiki opened the door, they were hit directly in the chest by a flying Suko.
The two tumbled to the ground, rolling over and over again until they hit a wall.
Suko groaned.
Niwa's face tomatoized again.
"The hell are you trying?" Hisoka snarled, storming out. Then he paused, seeing the two out. His eyes narrowed. "Oh. I see." He turned on his heel.
"Um- sorry, but... Keiki...? What's going on? Are you-?" He stared at them and Suko. Suko groaned and pushed weakly at Keiki. "Huh... okay..."
Keiki gave a small yelp. "Oh god-" They grimaced.
"Suko you...goose. Off- me." Keiki pushed at Suko. "Get off me-" They groaned.
"Help me Niwa- I'm stuck-" Keiki whimpered.
They pushed at Suko with all their might, but their noodle arms couldn't do anything.
"Curse...you- stupid noodle arms. "
Niwa Atsushi
Niwa snapped to attention. Help... right... They hurried up to Keiki and helped push Suko off them. Suko gave a very loud groan as their limbs untangled, then curled up on the carpet, burying their face in the ragged tendrils.
"You okay, Keiki?" he asked, offering a hand. "You were hit pretty hard..."
"I was the one thrown by a Monokuma-Bot..." Suko grumbled. "Worry about me..."
Keiki groaned, clutching their middle. "Owch- that...ack..." They glared at Suko. "That, hurt you silly-...goose-!"
"Niwaaa- I'm in such pain-nnnn.." Keiki whimpered. "...that really hurt." They whispered quietly.
"But thanks for saving me Niwa, my knight in shining red tomato armour-" Keiki stifled a laugh.
Third Person POV
"Stop blaming me!" Suko raised their arms in defense. "I was thrown by a Mono-bot! Not my fault it decided to be mean." They pouted.
"A... Monokuma Bot?" Niwa questioned as he helped Keiki up. "I... I don't know what that's supposed to mean. Is it a kind of- kind of Monokuma? Like the bear? But able to throw teenagers?"
Suko pouted, crossing their arms now. "I want sympathy, not Niweanness."
Niwa blinked a few times, then turned his attention back to Keiki. "Just be careful. You haven't broken a rib, right?"
And then they saw exactly what Suko met by a "Mono-bot" or a "Monokuma-bot". It did not look very much like a Monokuma, but it certainly had the same aura.
Niwa blanked.
"What... what the heck is that???"
"Heck... yes, heck... good... very very good word..." Did Suko have a concussion??? Niwa's face grew more and more concerned by the second.
"...what in the name of Niwa's tomato face is that...thing!?" Keiki yelled. "Where did these robots come out of-? What-" Their eyes were wide with shock? Terror? Both?
"Get that darn thing away from me Niwa-" Keiki pushed Niwa in front of them, hiding behind him. "You're my tomato shield now."
"I don't want to be thrown across this room-" They shuddered.
Keiki turned to face Suko. "You have a fraction of my sympathy, goose."
Third Person POV
"That's... nice..." Suko gave a broad yawn, exposing a row of shiny white teeth. So shiny they might blind any who looked at them. "Mm... tired..."
Niwa stood in front of Keiki. He was rigid all over as he stared at the Mono-bot.
"Uh."
"Uhuh!" Suko giggled, snuggling into the carpet. "Kick- kick 'er ass-" They yawned again. "I think I hit... mah head..."
"I think we should enter the Drama Hall?" Niwa tried.
"Just get in here." Hisoka's baritone boomed across the door. Niwa squeaked, jumping to his feet.
"Right! Come on!" He practically dragged Keiki and Suko in by their scruffs. The Mono-bot didn't move as the three of them entered. Then, it followed.
Hisoka Yamanaku
Hisoka was prepared for Niwa to blush some more. Maybe hide his face. He nearly recoiled at the sharp glare Niwa shot at Keiki instead. "You're on thin ice," he growled. "Recompense may not be possible for you soon. Monokuma will tear through resistance like the outer layer of bark on a tree by a-"
He paused.
"By... Sunny Baudelaire's teeth?"
Now it was Hisoka's turn to snort. "An English name? How ridiculous. For the Ultimate Poet, you seem to be quite obsessed with American literature."
Now, Niwa's face went red. "Oh- um. Yes- I mean, yeah. Yeah, I'll sit down. Quickly." He released Keiki and Suko and slipped off to the seats. Suko hit the ground and gave a loud moan.
"My soul enters Valhalla..."
Keiki's face went slack. They lost their smile, and the air of humour they carried with them floated away, replaced by a rain cloud of annoyance. They didn't respond, just walked a few meters away from Niwa, emerald eyes darkened with anger.
Their fists were clenched. Keiki was furious.
No more Niwato.
"Idiot-" Keiki muttered to themselves. They plopped themselves on a chair, arms crossed, one leg tapping the ground furiously with its foot. "Idiot, idiot, idiot."
Third Person POV
Amano swept in. He paused, looking at them all for a minute. His brow furrowed. "Did the entire atmosphere just get an enormous rain....cloud..." The light proceeded to go out of his eyes. He slouched over to a chair in the front and flopped in it, immediately squeezing his eyes shut.
Hisoka raised his eyebrows. "Well. It appears as if we're all in a good mood." He ran a hand through his head, scowling at the silence that followed. He took his own seat.
Suko just lied moaning on the floor. Slowly, slowly, he started wriggling for a broom closet. No one questioned this, obviously.
Niwa looked tired and sad. He was staring at the stage, pink eyes not seeming to see anything. His hands twitched on his lap, gripping the fabric.
Suzume Fujimori's POV
She sat down in one of the seats and observed the others who had made their way into the room.
Femi Davis's POV
Protecting yourself, but not anyone else? Isn't that so like you?
...What are you- no, what was he talking about? It felt as though... he was remembering something. Something he'd rather forget...
Kowai Kurai's POV
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"Everything is going to be okay."
"This is taking forever.- this...ugh." Keiki groaned quietly. "Stupid play. Stupid...everything." They drummed their fingers on the chair, louder and louder.
Keiki glared at Niwa one final time, then turned to look ahead.
The curtains fell.
They quietened.
It's happening~
Amano Tetsuo
"Go away," he whispered. The hand pressed on his head. He couldn't breathe. He was being pushed under- "Don't touch me!" With a hiss, he shoved her away and pushed himself into his seat, curling up in the velvet, breathing in the scents the I'm safe- he repeated. I'm safe here...
Yet every time he saw that horrible face he felt as if he were drowning once more.
Succumbing to the Siren's call.
"Don't touch me," he whispered. His voice cracked horribly, touched by fear and the water pouring down his throat, into his lungs, cutting off all air- He choked on it and the words he spoke. "Don't touch me please."
Narrator
The play was beginning. All students (-except Femi, who would live to regret his absence-) stared in wonder at the stage as the russet curtains parted. Behind them, the Mono-bot- (-or as it was known to the Mastermind, the Exisal-) took a stance in front of the closed doors.
"Oh boooo hoooo!" Monokuma's voice came from the stage. "My love! My love has fallen in a great war! What a disastrous war this is, despairfully taking the lives of 163,832 and my love. So tragic! Such despair! Puhuhuhuubooohoooooo!"
Niwa's face had visibly darkened, and not just because of the dimming lights overhead. A snarl was starting on his face. What is this disaster of an informative scene? he seemed to be asking. Why is this bear wearing a hot pink tutu and surrounded by moldy cafeteria food and screwdrivers?
"How tragic! The poor Girlkuma can't stand this! What will happen to her?"
"Girlkuma... Didn't know there was more... kinds..." Suko yawned a bit. "Eh... hate 'em all..."
Suzume Fujimori's POV
Femi Davis's POV
Kowai Kurai's POV
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"Everything is going to be okay."
"What in the name of fashion is this-? Urgh-!" Keiki shielded their eyes. "This is a disgrace- that hot pink does not suit the bear..." They muttered, disgusted. Keiki shook their head. "Could've used another shade of pink, but no-oo, the bear had to go for that shade. Preposterous I tell you, preposterous..."
Keiki shook their head again, slowly. They fanned their face. "This is too much for the poor Keiki. I can't witness this- this...catastrophe any longer. What is this garbage anyway-?"
The skirt...the skirrrt- a horrible, ...thing-
What a disgrace to all tutus and skirts out there.
Mine especially-!!
Keiki looked down at theirs and groaned.
Why Monokuma?
Why?
Narrator
As the play went on, our heroes nerves grew more and more frayed. Niwa was just rocking back and forth on his chair, laughing to himself as Girlkuma performed parlour tricks in order to climb up higher in mafia society. Hisoka stared blankly forward as Girlkuma became ruler of Japan's underworld. When it finally culminated in Girlkuma plotting to blow up the entire world with a nuclear weapon since she was going to die anyway, Suko-
Wait.
Where was Suko?
Oh right, the broom closet, somebody better go get them out of there.
Anyway, the story grew more and more outrageous and everyone's sanity more and more gone. Amano's soul was coming back though, so that was kinda okay. He was actually cussing Monokuma out and threatening to tear out his stuffing. A good sign, hopefully.
When Girlkuma came to realize she could live forever and bring back her dead lover, Niwa just groaned and buried his head in his arms. Hisoka's face twitched. Suko... was still in the broom closet. And Amano was yelling at Kowai and Monokuma now, to let them out of this school in between spitting.
Overall, the experience was a 1/10, would not recommend.
"Right, that's it, I've had enough." Keiki stood up.
"...Suko's still in the broom closet, isn't he? Someone should get him out...and that person shall be- me-! I am the amazing keiki after all." Keiki laughed sourly.
They walked over to the closet, and yanked the door open. "You. Goose. Out." Keiki muttered. "It's my turn in the closet- I can't stand this performance. Come on Suko- out." They snapped.