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Posted: Mon, 29/05/2023 22:25 (1 Year ago)
Monokuma
Sadly, Monokuma ended Akari's inner monologue.
"Puhuhuhuhuhu~ Is this an angsty teenager for me to torment? What a wonderful coincidence! My wife just got in the amazon order of tutus!"
Monokuma walked up to Akari, rubbing his paws together. "Get ready for dressup! You're boutta become a REAL Keiki kinnie alcoholic man!"
Miyako Hiroto
Miyako inhaled sharply, and stepped to the side, narrowly avoiding being knocked to the ground by Darcy. "Hey, Shi-" she started, but watched as Darcy fell to Sawyer's side.
That looked... they looked concerned.
Kubo Atsushi
"You don't need to worry about that. Just get me whatever. I don't care." Kubo crossed his arms. "I don't want you to cater to my every whim, 'kay Lucian?"
He's such a weirdo. He should hate my by this point. What's he getting by playing at being my servant?
For some reason he got the odd feeling that this was all genuine.
And it frustrated him.
Why couldn't Lucian just hate him? That'd make everything so much easier. People should hate people who hated them, not follow them around like... this.
Posted: Mon, 29/05/2023 22:41 (1 Year ago)
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Oh lovely, turns out he wasn't alone.
Stupid bear.
He turned his head over to that annoying voice, looking down at the mickey mouse knock-off with a seething hatred glaring in his eyes. For a man with alcohol replacing the blood in his veins at an alarming rate, because it totally works like that, he appeared surprisingly sober.
"I'm not doing jack s**t..." He grumbled, annoyance and anger in his tone. The urge to throw the bottle in his hand at the bear was getting to him. Instead he slammed it down on the shelf he got it from and walked away, like that one girl from that one vine.
Also who the hell was Keiki and what the hell was vine.
Posted: Mon, 29/05/2023 22:53 (1 Year ago)
Monokuma
Sadly, due to nobody here wanting Akari NOT to suffer, a giant claw came down and picked him up, taking him to the dressing room.
A sentient rock and a ugly stuffed bear high fived and said they should get beers sometime, while Wifekuma descended on Akari with tutus and heels in hand.
Posted: Mon, 29/05/2023 23:26 (1 Year ago)
Darcy Harper's POV
Did... Did she not hear me?
Sawyer Laurens's POV
Sawyer stirred on the floor. ...right. the... Thing that had happened. That had gone and made everything so... Different.
That had gotten them...
...
What?...
They tilted their head to the side.
What was that?
Lucian Arbred's POV
Lucian winced. "Kubo, I..." He paused, glancing at Kubo's crossed arms. At his furrowed brows, at the bitter look in his eyes. His gritting teeth...
"...I'm sorry. I-- was just wondering. If you wanted anything specific, like... If there was anything you preferred, if... You had any allergies or..."
He trailed off.
It hurt, to see him so angry.
To see him like that... It reminded him of the same Kubo who had told him how pleased it would make him to take his life. Not the one who had told him that he'd protect Lucian. That he trusted Lucian too. The Kubo that... Felt like he cared.
He felt his voice raising, his shoulders tensing, as he turned to look at Kubo, anger and hurt flaring in his eyes.
"Kubo... What the hell is your problem? Do you really hate me that much? Fine! I'll get out of your hair. Br-bring... You whatever, as you put it. I just want to help! I'm sorry for caring about you. I'm sorry for wanting you to be happy. Sorry for..." He paused, trailing off, voice catching in his throat. For a moment, he was unable to find the words.
"...trying to be your friend."
He slowly turned away, and stepped towards the door. Just wanting to get away from that face, from that voice, putting his hand to his mouth to try to smother a shuddering sob.
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"Everything is going to be okay."
Posted: Thu, 15/06/2023 01:35 (1 Year ago)
Miyako Hiroto
Miyako crossed her arms in a scowl. "No," she said shortly. "I don't. They hurt themself, I think. Then they were in the bathroom. Acting kind of weird."
She bit her lip, wondering if she'd said more than she should've. But Darcy did seem genuinely concerned.
Whatever. She never got any bad vibes from them. She'd let this slide.
"Is this... normal?" Carefully, she set down her bag and kneeled beside Darcy, squinting at the injuries on Sawyer's arm. Damn... that didn't look good.
Kubo Atsushi
Kubo stared, wide-eyed at Lucian. "I was just trying to be nice!" he protested. "Get you to..." he trailed off, unsure of his own words, even as Lucian left.
He wasn't sure what to say.
I'm sorry?
What good did that do? He'd f*cked up, and he knew that.
People didn't forgive you, when you treated them like crap, and tried to fix it with a quick "sorry". That was why he hadn't said that. He'd decided to show him he cared and was sorry, and that-
That was a load of crap.
I'm just a coward. Kubo sighed, slumping down against the wall. Why the hell did he have to say that in the first place? He bit his lip, feeling a wave of inferiority pass over him. Kaoru wouldn't have said anything, and thus she'd never have to apologise.
The name sent a flicker of pain through him.
She was dead, and he was alive. Why the hell was he causing more pain than she had? She was dead, and he was alive, and she still did more good than he ever could.
"It's all so stupid," he muttered. The words echoed back to him from an empty room. Nobody was here.
Nobody wanted to stay for him. And he understand that.
Hell, he respected it, even.
But for some reason as he glanced around, he felt a chill creeping up his spine. Someone was in the room with him. A ghost? Idris, here to put a knife through him?
Or maybe, just maybe... the one person who would care.
It's the mastermind.
"GET THE HELL OUT HERE!" It was his voice, screaming, he realised. "WHERE ARE YOU HIDING? I KNOW YOU'RE HERE!" He was shaking all over, hands writhing against his thighs, gloves long gone- since when?- and his fist slammed into the wall.
All fell silent. All fell still.
Just him. In an empty room.
He squeezed his eyes shut and fell back against the wall.
Wifekuma
Wifekuma's life had always been tragic. From a young age, her parents had never gotten her dolls, or even bought small children off the black market for her. And thus, she had never had a chance to explore her interest in dressing people in frilly hot pink clothing made for toddlers' dance recitals.
For her first attempt, this was decidedly good! Akari looked beautiful, yes indeed- she was proud of her work.
"Now for the makeup!" she said cheerfully, taking out a vial of Horatia's blood. "This will help to preserve your youthful skin."
She descended on the emo without a shred of mercy- only hot pink blush and other unspeakable things obtained through violent means.
Posted: Thu, 15/06/2023 05:59 (1 Year ago)
Darcy Harper's POV
No, no, no! Why the hell was that important right now?
He inhaled sharply, steeling himself to focus on what Miyako was saying.
"They... Hurt themself?" He paused. Sawyer was muttering something under their breath, staring at their hands, rapidly blinking.
Darcy thought back on it. Was this normal?...
He couldn't help but glance in Sawyer's direction, and then back at Miyako.
Was... This normal?
Sawyer was... Quite clumsy. They hurt themself all the time.
But was it ever... Like this?
"Sawyer!! How'd you hurt yourself like that?"
"Oh! I wanted to see the chandelier up close! But... It was up on the ceiling, so I--"
"So you knocked it down? My gosh, Sawyer..."
And then there was the time that they were banging their head against the wall, or that one time they almost jumped out the window, to see if they could fly. It was straight up obscene sometimes, the way Sawyer didn't understand certain things.
It was so strange, really. Their talent was about being the Loremaster, being so knowledgeable...
And yet...
Their memory, their brain, their complete misunderstanding of the bluntest of facts, that, to Darcy, felt extremely obvious... Was undeniable.
So... Was it normal for Sawyer to hurt themself?
"I..."
Darcy's own hands were shaking. He realized that he'd been pressing his nails into them so hard that blood was dripping down his palms. What the... What the... Hell?
"I-- guess that's-- normal. But, my God! We have to help them!"
Darcy darted over to the trembling Sawyer.
Sawyer Laurens's POV
"Sawyer! Sawyer! Are you alright?! Does- does it still hurt? Where does it hurt?"
...?
Did what hurt? ...hur...t?
"Miyako, w-we should get them to the Nurse's Office."
Nurse's Office?
Sawyer froze.
"Nurses?" they slurred. "Why would anyone need to go there? It's fiiiine! Everything is fine."
"What's that?"
"No, no, Sawyer! Listen to me!" Darcy grabbed ahold of their wrist, startling Sawyer to the point they looked directly at him, blinking in confusion. "We need to get you to the Nurse's Office. And... Treat your wounds! Get you feeling better. Yeah... Of course... Better..." He trailed off, and glanced away. Sawyer thought they saw something glinting in his eyes.
...
"Treat?..."
"Just a new treatment that we're trying. It won't hurt. ...much."
"Oh, who am I kidding... You don't even understand anything I'm saying. Do you, Sawyer? You don't remember who you are. You don't remember who I am. You don't- you don't remember anything, and-- none- none of it... M-Matters..."
Why is he shaking?
"...I-- know who you are. Darcy, right?"
"You don't-- you don't really... Know who that is. A-Anymore."
A heaving, shuddering sigh came from the person's mouth. It was almost pitiful.
"Darcy? I-"
"It's- IT'S FINE. Come on, Sawyer. Just... Come with Miyako and I? To the Nurse's Office? Please?"
A whimper erupted from Sawyer's throat.
"Wh-Why? Why would I need- why would-"
They jerked away from Darcy, eyes widening.
"Do you... Think there's... Something wrong? Nothing's wrong! Nothing's..."
"S-Sawyer?... Come on, we need to-"
They let out a little laugh. "I don't- I don't belong there. In places. Like that. Please... Don't send me back."
"Send... You back, where? S-Sawyer?"
Sawyer flinched backwards, and hugged their knees tightly to their chest. They gritted their teeth, which chattered now...
...
"Back... Where?"
I feel like I've.... forgotten something.
"Do you want me to... Remember?" Their eyes were wide, and... Funny. Hands. Hands were so funny. Hands?...
"Remember... What? S-Sawyer..."
He looked pleadingly at them. "Please... Come with me. And... And Miyako. She was... Keeping you safe, right?"
Sawyer's heart raced. ...the... Entity.
That... Entity.
"Miyako?" they whispered.
No, there was...
Something that wasn't right.
Something they couldn't quite remember.
They shook their head.
"I'm sorry, Darcy, I-"
...whoever you are...
Darcy looked at them pleadingly, his eyes and face trembling.
"I can't go back."
Not there. Not ever.
Lucian Arbred's POV
Just been trying to be nice? Get him to... To what?
Lucian pulled his scarf up, trying to quiet himself in case he started sobbing. What had he gone and done that for? He'd... He'd hurt and upset Kubo, hadn't he?
It's fine, really. He hates you already anyway, doesn't he?
...
Lucian felt like he was going to choke. It was getting harder to breathe. He almost wished that he wasn't breathing at that point.
What am I supposed to do?
I didn't mean to fall in love with you
I don't know if it was something you did, or something you did say
But maybe it was for the best that I walked away
"I... I just... Wanted to know what you liked. What you wanted, Kubo. Was that stupid?"
Oh, great. Now he was talking to himself.
While making breakfast, for that STUPID guy he loved for some obsc-
No.
Since... Since when was Kubo...
No, he... He didn't think that. Not at all.
But he almost wished he did.
"I just... Was trying to be nice. I just... Wanted to try to be your friend. To help you. Was... That so bad?"
Maybe part of him wished Kubo could hear. Maybe that's why he was saying it out loud.
"and maybe... M-More than that. But... That's stupid."
...
"...it would be hard for us anyway. Even if it weren't for this... Killing Game. And... And I don't deserve you. And... Kaoru wouldn't have wanted this... And... And..."
Yeah, exactly. He had every reason not to be with him, right?
Every reason... Not to love him.
So why, oh, why, do I wish you'd asked me to stay?
Why do I wish you said I love you, and I said I felt the same way
It's a wonder what I see in you, a wonder, and yet it's true
That unfortunately, painstakingly, I'm in love with you
"...maybe he doesn't even... Like boys, like that... and I'm just chasing some... Stupid dream. Of course I don't mean anything to him. Why... Why would I?"
...
Stupid. Stupid, stupid. Stupid, Lucian, so stupid.
...oh. The food was ready. Yeah. He supposed he should bring it to him.
"...I hope you're not allergic or anything," he murmured to himself.
And I, have tried, to understand why
You always seem to push me away
From you, when I just want to help
And sometimes, I don't know why I try
He headed back to the room with a plate of food upon it, his figure slinking.
"K-Kubo? Are... Are you alright? I..."
Oh, god. This was awkward.
"I... Brought you some food."
He paused. Should... He... Apologize? He wasn't sure.
"I... Hope you like it."
Sometimes I wish that you would see me
That I would be more than just a ghost
But that's just too much to bear
It's everything I would love, and all I would fear
He turned his gaze away from him. "I picked what... I thought you might like."
I wish I was what he might like. But... That's impossible. And just... Stupid, right?
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"Everything is going to be okay."
Posted: Tue, 20/06/2023 01:11 (1 Year ago)
Kubo Atsushi
Lucian was here now, Kubo recognised. He wasn't sure how to feel about that. Lucian, going out of his way to take care of him? Trying to find what he wanted?
It made him feel all warm inside in a way he didn't like. In a way he shouldn't accept.
"Look, you didn't have to-" he started, then faltered, remembering how that'd gone down last time. "Well uh... thanks Lucian. I appreciate it."
He poked at the eggs, feeling too nauseous to eat, in all honesty. But f*ck that. He owed Lucian something... and if this was what it took to settle that, then whatever- he'd eat his dumb eggs and he'd love 'em. Provided they didn't make him hack up his guts and whatever else he still had in his stomach.
"Could I have a fork, real quick?" he asked, still not making eye contact with Lucian.
Miyako Hiroto
"S-Sawyer? Hey, kid, you need to calm down-" her hand hovered over their shoulder, hesitating. "Look, okay. I get you're scared but-" she bit her lip. "It's not a real nurse. It's a fake one. A fun one like... like we're playing doctor. You know, those stupid sets you find in the dollar store?"
Right. There.
"It's not a real nurse, it's a game. No one's hurt, we're just going to have fun and diagnose each other. As a joke."
Posted: Tue, 20/06/2023 04:35 (1 Year ago)
Lucian Arbred's POV
Lucian raised his eyebrows, perplexed. "Hey, it was no trouble at all... Really."
"Well uh... thanks Lucian. I appreciate it."
He couldn't help but smile at Kubo thanking him. "You're always welcome, Kubo. Always."
Lucian paused, unsure what to say for a moment.
"Could I have a fork, real quick?"
"Umm... Sure. Of course." Kubo was avoiding looking at him, and, well... That was fine. Of course that was fine. Lucian was having trouble looking at him too...
Was it what I said earlier? Did... I go too far?
"I... Have a spoon and knife, too. If you need them. And... If you need anything else, I..." he trailed off.
Should I apologize?
...
Hesitantly, Lucian walked over and sat down next to Kubo. But-- not exactly right next to him. He didn't want to make him uncomfortable or anything. He still avoided eye contact because... Well, Kubo didn't want to look at him either.
"I... Really am an idiot, huh, Kubo?" He laughed, he laughed, for some unknown reason, and he ruffled his own hair with a sad smile upon his face.
"I just... I'm sorry. I'm- I'm being so stupid, I-- I just want to help you, but, everything you've said, and done, it just... Seems like you want me to... Go away, right? I'm just bothering you. And I..."
He found himself glancing at Kubo, before feeling flustered and looking away.
"A-A-And... I-- I-"
...
He looked down at the floor.
"S-Sorry. I'm weird. I don't... I don't know what I'm saying. This whole situation, this... Killing Game. It's crazy. It's horrible. But... When I met you, it... Felt like everything... Changed, somehow, and I-"
He faltered. "I... I don't know what I'm saying, I..."
...
"I'm sorry. I've- I've been- I'm being so- stupid. And annoying. And I'm not helping at all. I don't know... What's come over me. And I know that... Maybe you'd be better off without me. Maybe that's why you wanted me to--"
He stopped midsentence.
"...to... Go away. And... Not come back."
Would that have made you happy, Kubo?
"And... Maybe, if I had half a brain, then I'd have... Listened to Idris, and Akari, about you. But... You were hurt, and... You needed help, and... I had to know you were okay because... I care about you, Kubo. You... Mean a lot to me. And... No matter what you say, or... Do, nothing... Changes that."
He sighed. "And... Here I am, being stupid again... Sorry."
Sawyer Laurens's POV
Playing.
Playing pretend.
A little girl's laughter stirred in Sawyer's head. A clock was ticking.
Tick.
Tock.
Tick.
Tock.
The bell was ringing. Who was ringing it?
Their ears were ringing.
Oh, gosh, this was... This was not the last dungeon was it?
"Playing pretend," they murmured. "Aren't we all?"
"S-Sawyer. Please... Come play a game with us! It's- it's not real. It'll be fun. I promise."
Sawyer tilted their head to the side, a strange look coming into their eyes.
It's not real.
Nothing is real.
A wide, peculiar grin crept upon Sawyer's face. The angel froze.
"Okay!" they chirped suddenly.
The sauce on the walls?
Yeah, that wasn't real. Would be weird if it was.
People screaming? Oh, they did that while they were having fun!
Just a bunch of silly little people.
Playing silly little games.
Darcy Harper's POV
"It...it'll be fun, Sawyer. Okay? I promise."
Darcy couldn't believe they were thinking this, but... Somehow...
He almost thought he felt... Afraid of Sawyer.
But... They're nothing to be afraid of. They're not dangerous! No matter what... Mom said. Right?...
Right.
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"Everything is going to be okay."
Posted: Tue, 20/06/2023 04:42 (1 Year ago)
Kubo Atsushi
Kubo stared at him weirdly for about ten seconds. He got the urge to tap Lucian's nose- and so he did.
Bop.
"Come on, Lucian. You can't just say things like that." He shook his head. "Look, geez- you don't bother me. For god's sake, you spend half the time doing stuff for me until I don't get why you even try anymore."
He exhaled. Maybe that was a bit too harsh. But he would say what he meant.
"If anything, it's me bothering you. Don't worry so much about that stuff, okay? I'm pretty damn hard to bother. Except-" he grimaced. "With scrambled eggs." He gestured to them. "I can't drink milk. I'm lactose intolerant. But-" he began before Lucian could say anything. "I still appreciate the gesture. So I'll wade through the crippling pain as thanks, 'kay?"
Miyako Hiroto
Miyako grimaced. God, this was messy. She hadn't expected to bring out the big sister persona here...
Maybe her memories of him were catching up with her.
She wasn't sure she wanted to think too hard on that...
"Okay Darcy. Let's go... play pretend." As she always did.
Posted: Tue, 20/06/2023 05:43 (1 Year ago)
Lucian Arbred's POV
Was... Kubo staring at him? Oh, gosh, he- was, why was he looking at him like--
Bop.
Lucian's entire face flushed. He let out a confused squeaking noise and immediately fell backward.
He quickly sat back up, trying to compose himself, pawing through his hair with his hands rather nervously, unable to process what had just happened.
Jesus. He needed to relax. It wasn't like Kubo had just... Kissed him on the nose or something. So why was he so nervous?
"S-Sorry! Just- startled me. I--"
"Come on, Lucian. You can't just say things like that."
"..."
Lucian found himself staring at Kubo, suddenly, completely fixated on what he was saying.
"Look, geez- you don't bother me. For god's sake, you spend half the time doing stuff for me until I don't get why you even try anymore."
"I... Don't bother you?" he blurted out. He was smiling like mad, and he didn't understand why.
"If anything, it's me bothering you. Don't worry so much about that stuff, okay? I'm pretty damn hard to bother. Except-"
...?
You? Bothering... Me?
"With scrambled eggs. I can't drink milk. I'm lactose intolerant. But- I still appreciate the gesture. So I'll wade through the crippling pain as thanks, 'kay?"
Lucian shook his head. He shook his head over and over and over. Then he threw his arms around Kubo.
"Look... I-- don't start talking bad about yourself. Either. O-Okay? You don't bother me. Ever."
Oh, god, what was he doing? Why couldn't he stop smiling?
"...oh... Oh my goodness, Kubo. You don't have to do that. I-- could go make you something else, right? I'm so sorry. I- I didn't know. I... Wouldn't want you hurt because of me."
His face reddened.
Oh.
No.
GUESS WHO IS BEING STUPID AGAIN?!
Dorky's POV
"..."
[Confess your feelings for Kubo or draw 25]
"...really?"
Sawyer Laurens's POV
...
"Promise?" They looked at Darcy, blinking curiously.
"It's... An agreement. Something you can't break. Do... You not remember what that means, Sawyer?"
Sawyer didn't reply.
Play pretend! Right. Playing pretend with... Friends.
...friends.
Darcy Harper's POV
Do they seriously not remember... Almost everything?
He winced.
...promise.
"Darcy... I'm really glad you're here."
He smiled at Sawyer, with stars in his eyes. "Me, too."
"Hey, you know, so many things are changing right now. It's crazy, isn't it?"
"Yeah... It really is." Darcy sighed. "It's like we don't know anything for certain anymore. But... You know, there's... Something I hope will never change."
The swing Darcy was on was swaying, creaking, back and forth, back and forth, threatening to break at any moment. Sawyer blinked curiously at him.
"Is it... The fact we're friends?"
Darcy looked surprised a moment. "Yeah! It's that. It's exactly that. I hope that... we'll always have each other. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you, Sawyer."
Darcy crossed his arms, and they bit at their lips. "Although... Maybe I'd... Find a way to manage. I guess. Couldn't be too hard."
Sawyer frowned. "Well, hey! What if... We pledged an oath? To each other?"
Darcy raised his eyebrows. "What kind of oath?"
Sawyer held out a pinkie finger, the widest smile suddenly lighting up their face. "That no matter what happens, we'll always be friends! And if we ever get lost, we'll find each other!"
Darcy rolled his eyes, slowing down on their swing. "Sawyer, come on, that might not be possible!"
"Only if you think that way!" Sawyer got up from the swing set, and trotted a few steps forward, pumping their fist to their chest. "I, Sawyer Laurens, pledge to always be friends with Darcy Harper! And if he ever gets lost, I'll find him!"
They looked to Darcy. "Come on, say it!"
Darcy sighed, and got up from his swing. "Okay, okay. I, Darcy Harper, pledge to always be friends with Sawyer Laurens. And if they ever get lost, I'll find them."
Sawyer groaned. "I would have preferred a little more enthusiasm!"
Darcy gasped. "Heyyyy! Was that not enthusiastic enough?" He put his hands on his hips.
But then they shook their head, giving Darcy the softest smile he had ever seen. "No... I'm just kidding. It was perfect."
They reached out their pinkie finger to Darcy. "So... You promise we'll always be friends? And we'll always find each other if the other gets lost, no matter what?"
Darcy hesitated a moment. "I... Yeah. I promise."
He smiled back at them, before hooking his pinkie finger with Sawyer.
Just like my father, aren't I?
Darcy tried not to cry. Of course, Sawyer didn't remember about that promise. And... As things fell apart, in ways Darcy didn't expect...
Then...
The promise might as well have been forgotten by both of them.
I left and I never said goodbye.
Just because he'd been... Jealous. Just because... Things had gotten harder between the two of them.
Just... What happened to us?
Best friends, who fell to pieces because of outside circumstances. Because life got harder. Life got busier. Life became more about your social standing, what people thought of you. Friends. Family. Strangers. Enemies. Acquaintances.
You heard people talking in whispers with cupped hands about you, about your every move.
And you needed to be perfect. Because if you weren't, what were you?
Oh, the thrill to be remembered. Oh, the thrill to be famous, to be in that hall of fame! To have your name up on that wall, in the paper, to be prom royalty, to have your mother finally notice you. Finally... Be proud of you.
But no matter what you did for charities, no matter what you did at dances, no matter what you wore, what grades you got...
There was always someone better. There was always someone more...
Memorable.
More...
Talented.
More...
Lovable.
And no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't fit in.
And maybe Darcy envied that. Envied Sawyer, for living in a different world from everyone else.
Where it didn't matter what anyone thought of you. Where they were just themselves, and they were okay with that.
Where they saw everyone as a friend, and everything was sunshine, and flowers, and rainbows, and...
...
And whenever things got painful or hard, sometimes they just forgot all about it.
"How about... I talk to Sawyer, and try to keep them calm, in case something happens. Okay, Miyako? And... You can apply the first aid."
He paused.
Or... Should I do that?
He wasn't sure...
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"Everything is going to be okay."
Posted: Sun, 25/06/2023 20:49 (1 Year ago)
Miyako Hiroto
"First aid, huh...?" Miyako felt queasy. She never had liked blood...
Ku
Not when so much already stained her hands.
"Okay," she said quietly. "I'll patch them up..Just be careful, okay?"
Kubo Atsushi
Kubo sighed. "We just went over this..." he trailed off. "Goddammit. Are you bleeding?"
Posted: Sun, 02/07/2023 15:23 (1 Year ago)
Lucian Arbred's POV
He hugged his knees to his chest with a deep inhale. Gosh. He was bothering him again, wasn't he? No... Kubo said he wasn't, but, it still didn't feel that way.
...
He wasn't entirely sure why.
After a long pause, seemingly out of nowhere...
"Kubo?" he asked. "What would you say was the hardest thing you've ever done?"
He wasn't entirely sure why he was asking this. (Heck, maybe the writers had their reasons, who knows.) But for some reason, he felt like he should.
Darcy Harper's POV
He couldn't help but smile weakly at her. "I'll try."
They sauntered over to Sawyer, whose brows were furrowed in thought. They seemed to be trying to remember something that was beyond their understanding. Their lips moved, but no words left them. They were so strangely quiet.
"Sawyer? Hey. Sawyer?" Darcy waved a hand in front of their face. Sawyer merely responded by blinking and tilting their head. Upon getting no response, Darcy brought his hand down.
He tried his best to think of something to say. Some kind of distraction, of some kind...
"Hey... Do you remember our science project? In fifth grade?"
Sawyer's nose twitched. "Fifth grade?"
Darcy swallowed. "Yeah. I remember that... You somehow managed to make this robot. We called it Paulio for some reason. I told you it was the stupidest name I'd ever heard! And you swore to me that you'd get him to move, and not just move, but to fly! And to change colors! You were so ambitious, I thought it was impossible at the time."
He couldn't help but laugh. Sawyer was always so... Crazy. And they never changed.
Then, he fell silent. It's funny... Even as a kid, I never hoped that much for things to work.
Sawyer's eyes flashed with something. Was it... Some kind of recognition?
Darcy's heart ached. Were they not even going to remember? "And, I was right, that the idea was too ambitious. But you kept trying! I've never seen anyone so focused on something. I'd... Keep calling out to you, but you wouldn't hear me. It was funny, seeing you so focused because... You've always been so... Easily distracted. But your determination was extraordinary. You kept dumping parts out onto a table and moving them this way and that, putting them together, inserting them, any way you thought they might work. I tried to help sometimes, but I've never been that great at building things."
"And Ms. Dubier loved it, right?" Sawyer said suddenly. "She said it was ambitious, too. She asked me just how much it had been worked on, and... I think I still remembered the exact time. 2 months, 3 weeks, 5 days, 8 hours, 37 minutes, and 3.5 seconds? Was that it?"
Darcy cupped his hands over his mouth. He was laughing, but he thought he might cry. "...god. You're such a nerd."
But the words came out with more warmth and affection than he had meant them to. Or maybe... He was excited that Sawyer remembered that.
Do you remember me, too? What do you remember about me, Sawyer?
Sawyer Laurens's POV
Darcy? know about that?
Sawyer was confused how even they knew about it. But something about it seemed familiar. Like it actually happened. Although what relevance the event had had was unknown to them.
If... It had really happened.
There was something familiar about this person's voice. About their tone, their face. That Sawyer couldn't quite fathom.
But then it was dunked under the water once again, and Sawyer couldn't quite reach it.
And there was someone else in this room, too. But what was she doing here?
Sawyer tried to remember. They were playing... Doctor, right?
Was that it?
Sawyer swayed from side to side. They were itching to stand up.
"No, no! Hey, hey. Don't stand up. Not yet. Okay?"
Darcy's hand was suddenly on their arm. Huh?
He pulled it away quickly, before glancing away, but Sawyer didn't understand what the reason was for this.
This... Was just pretend, right?
"Why? Why not?"
"It's- part of the game. Okay?"
There was what looked like a sort of hurt in Darcy's eyes, and Sawyer wondered if they had said something wrong. But what it was, they weren't entirely sure of.
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"Everything is going to be okay."
Posted: Wed, 26/07/2023 05:08 (1 Year ago)
Miyako Hiroto
A game... the words squeezed Miyako's heart. She'd been an older sibling once, coming up with games of pretend, and helping with homework projects. Was this what these two had been like, once upon a time? That close?
She swallowed past the lump in her throat and tried to pretend to herself that she had no idea as to what had caused it.
"You should sit down," she told them quietly, then got to her feet and left the room. In silence.
She needed silence. She needed to THINK.
Kubo Atsushi
"The hardest thing I've ever done?" Kubo blinked. "I- I'm not sure, actually."
He'd always done the easy thing. The thing he wanted to do, foremost. That was what factored into his decisions. Whatever was easiest. That's what he chose.
"How about you?" He said quickly before his mind could go down those dark avenues.
Setsuna Jun
Setsuna pounded Sutaraitsu into the mattress. "Reply," he purred. "And Sutaraitsu gets to c-"
THIS IS A MONOKUMA MESSAGE! DUE TO LACK OF POSTS, CENSORSHIP IS DOWN! OUR RATINGS ARE DOWN! SOON ENOUGH THE PROGRAM WILL CEASE TO EXIST DUE TO THE VARIOUS LAWSUITS WE ARE UNDER! HURRY AND REPLY BEFORE WE DOOM OURSELVES TO A POSTLESS FUTURE!
Posted: Wed, 26/07/2023 05:37 (1 Year ago)
Shi no shiryō
>Shi was kicked from the server for inactivity
Shi respawned in the cafeteria and began wandering around in the kitchen. "I wonder where they keep the poisons..."
Posted: Wed, 26/07/2023 05:42 (1 Year ago)
Miyako Hiroto
Lost in her thoughts, Miyako didn't even notice when she entered the cafeteria- or promptly rammed into her girlfriend.
"Ack!" she yelped, throwing her arms around Shi to catch herself. "Sorry! Sorry! I didn't notice you were there." Miyako pulled back, her cheeks flushing, trying to avoid eye contact. "I know, I know, I should be looking where I'm going and all that. But I got distracted."
Posted: Wed, 26/07/2023 05:47 (1 Year ago)
Shi no shiryō
"Oh, hey! It's fine, I probably should've moved out of your way."
Posted: Wed, 26/07/2023 05:58 (1 Year ago)
Miyako Hiroto
"No! No, it's seriously fine." Miyako took in a deep breath. "Okay. Shi, I've kind of been a d*ck to you these past few days."
She winced. That was blunt but... she supposed a fair assessment. Accurate. Depicted her badly as it was supposed to, because she was an idiot.
"I've yelled at you, insulted you, blamed you for so much... and all you've done has been being there for me."
Posted: Wed, 26/07/2023 06:01 (1 Year ago)
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...
It all happened in a blur, really. A blur his drunken mind didn't even bother to process. All he knew was that one minute he was having a stare-down with the stupid bear and the next he was apparently Barbie's ex that some 5 year old got their hands on. He already knew he was doomed, unable to tell the bear to go shove a tutu up it's a** and most importantly, unable to free himself from that fate either.
So why didn't Idris get a tutu is my question.
Anyways, after a few utterly psychotic death threats were murdered from his lips and he was essentially turned into the victim of some petty Disney Channel high school bully prank, he had somehow gotten himself free through the power of plot armor and Daiko being absolutely done with Seren's BS and quickly decided to spend the rest of his misery in his own room. Alone. Like how it should've been in the first place.
Hey, at least that whole horrifying and traumatic fiasco temporarily got his mind off the horrors that were his nightmares. The alcohol might've been doing most of the work but I bet you could give Wifekuma some credit if you tried hard enough.
Posted: Wed, 26/07/2023 06:01 (1 Year ago)
Shi no shiryō
"I... Haven't been the best person either. In general, but especially recently." If you knew...
Posted: Wed, 26/07/2023 06:11 (1 Year ago)
Wifekuma
Wifekuma chuckled as she tacked those glorious glorious pictures to the wall. So many gorgeous pieces had come out of that photoshoot. Look! In this one, Akari's eyes looked bloodshot, like he was super duper hi-
...taking his contacts out! His poor fragile eyes!
Wifekuma tsked. No need to worry about her children's eyesight anymore. These pictures would cure them.
And before the hour was done, at least one Akari tutu picture was tacked to every wall in the academy.
Miyako Hiroto
"You've been a better girlfriend than me, certainly," Miyako continued stubbornly. "And I want to make it up to you. Tell me what I have to do."