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Danganronpa Roleplay [PRIVATE]
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Everything was a dim shade of grey. Hisoka turned from face to face and merely saw shadows. Kowai's face glowed with firelight and youth- rejuvinating, yes dangerous. If he got too close to her, if he tried to drown out the shadows, he knew with the utmost certainty he'd be burned.
He rather liked it.
"I can't count the meals I have forgone in this accursed place," he said quietly. "I can barely distinguish their deaths in a timetable of my mind, now..."
"Eh?" Suko perked up, apparently overhearing him. Their face was the most shadowed of all, perhaps sillouetted against the light they pretended was their own. "Aww, poor Hisoka! Don't worry, we'll have a fun trip tomorrow. You won't be sad long!"
"Hm." Hisoka didn't like being called 'sad'. No that was childlike- undignified for any person, not just a Yamanaku. He suspected greatly that Suko knew this.
"It's so quiet.." Niwa shivered a bit, clutching Keiki's arm.
"Hm. "
After all deaths, she didn't know who to trust. Redmonda, her friend? Killer. Nobody was trust worthy. She could sense tension, and knew that this "Mastermind" was gonna make everyone tear eachother apart, like wild hyenas fighting over food.
Niwa Atsushi
Ah. Koda again.
Niwa shivered, not for the first time that night. The fierce, bold girl had made an impression on him with her biting remarks. It was scary to see just how much- every time she approached, he felt like some ferocious beast were stalking him- no, rather, straight up coming to him, because it knew that he was no match for it.
At least she was alive. That meant she kept out of trouble enough.
He bit his tongue, easing out the feeling that trembled in his heart. Excitement? Terror? Anticipation? He wasn't sure.
Oh well- might as well approach her.
"Hey, K-oda?" Ahhhhh, that was bad, that was so bad- He'd disengaged himself from Keiki and he was walking over, WHAT WAS HE DOING?
Sarcastic, SleepDeprived Narrator
The effects were instant. Niwa stopped dead in his tracks, blanched, made a loud squeaking noise- then skittered off behind Keiki, dropping down and wrapping his trembling arms around their legs.
Hisoka blinked. Wow, he briefly showed emotion through a singular blink. Then the rock turned back to Kowai and said something undoubtefly boring and stuck up.
Hold up, is this a killing game?
I think I'm working at the wrong roleplay-
These guys are traumatized as frick.
No? Okay, I gotta make fun of them. Somehow. So uh, Suko tackled Femi when they saw him and trapped them in a very slobbery, snibbly embrace. Ew, ew, that snot is as green as their hair-
THEY HAVE MADE CONTACT
I REPEAT THEY HAVE MADE CONTACT
I'M OUT
TRAUMA, SNOT- THIS IS A JOB FOR SOMEONE ELSE, NOT THE CRACK ROLEPLAU NARRATOR
I QUIT
BYE
They poked her shoulder.
"Heya."
Serendibite decided to stop controlling her brother'a character and wait.
"Anyway!" They grinned. "I'm Suko, Ultimate Gunman. You're Koda, right? Ultimate Scowler?"
Suko Nobu
"Of course I'm good!" they exclaimed. Awww, my new friend is already worried about me! They felt a flash of irritation at the thought, but buried it under a smile. "You're awesome too, right? Yep, that's good!" They giggled. "Things to do, eh? Well, that's another topic, but I bet I can think of something..."
We could kill someone, their mind suggested. They cringed away from the thought and instead turned to Koda with a smile. "Maybe get something to eat? We're in the cafeteria after all. And we can chat with a few kiddins if you want."