Alright, I'm Shyjoker the artistic talented and co-writing on Danganronpa: Execration or Condemnation? And Despair's Santuary. I'm only responsible for helping on characterization (mainly my OCs, lol), location build (yes, not the world build just giving suggestion or design the place but not the whole setting, I'm the cowriter mind you!), character designs, and fanarts
I also made a discord chat place, link is on profile. I mainly made just for a social gathering, you guys can introduce yourself, RP, chat, put some meme, incorrect quotes, and ect.
Anyway, I'm going to be frank. My English grammar isn't the best thing so if you guys can be my editor I am seriously glad. But expect me to bug you for the next three days, because I am very impatient… Now I remember why I don't write much...
Editor: Swordsman795
EDITED: 27-2-2018 by adding more details. About 10% maybe? Other than that it's the same thing as before my lil edit.
A sickening feeling that grows inside my stomach as staring to the scenery behind the car window... Passing by the shops, buildings, pedestrians… Everyone seems having fun. The day is bright to create the optimism on everyone faces.
Except for me...
For once or it's been a while that I feel my dignity is torn away from me. It's been a very long while since that time. I thought after once doing that to myself this feeling would go away complete. Appears I underestimated it once it was gone from me.
"We here kiddo," I glance to the driver. "What's wrong?"
"…No nothing much sir..."
"Hahah, I can't blame you when every at your age is having some fun time in their houses or beaches. But you kid, you're still busy by coming to the school at this kind of day."
"..."
"Hey, hey, don't take it to the heart kid. Get a thicker skin, you're a boy right? Be a man and do your thing!"
I wish...
I wanted to glare him but that might be cause a small problem. I sighed and pay him. "Anyway, good luck with your schoo-" Immediately I cut his words by closing the door. The car drives away after some seconds. Was he annoyed or amused, a question that only esper can answer after God.
A long sigh was breathed. This is might be the last time I'll be standing in this building. After that, I'll disappear from the crowd like nothing aren't I? How saddening, after I got used to building filled with only men too.
Staring to the massive building right behind the gate, for once I yearn for sickness to come here. That's a little bit depressing even coming from me. To be frank being here is never been in list especially in this kind of season. And one reason that I wish to be gone.
The officers that guarding the gate staring at me weirdly, not wanting any trouble I go to them and show my student card. He takes and scanned it.
"Sheesh, the many times you come here you always wear your current school uniform no matter what. For sure I thought there's an impostor here. What happened to your school uniform?" He inquires.
"Yesterday was raining and I forgot to do the laundry… I was too busy delving with practices and reference videos." I answer quietly.
To be honest it might not happened if dad didn't slacked off...
"Wow, even at breaks you still do your voice huh?" He smiles at me proudly.
"I could say the same thing to you sir..." I chuckle.
"My daughter is totally a fan of yours, she really digging it with your voice." Then he gives me a wary look. "Although I'm a bit worried that she's been asking me to meet you after finding out I work at this place..."
"Don't worry about it sir, I should be okay seeing a fan."
"Yeah no, that might create a huge scandal. I'm no fool with the entertainment industry... Been there and let me tell you it was the worst..."
I sweats lightly. I couldn't agree no more...
"Keep on doing it, kid." He returns my card.
I nodded and walk into the school ground.
This is very late introduction. My name is Kei Katsumi. The Ultimate Voice Actor.
[KEI KATSUMI]
[ULTIMATE VOICE ACTOR]
(Heights 5'7, round small face, dark curvy brown hair that covers eyes with a cowlick on head and right side, pair of dead black eyes, rather fair skin tone but still light, are athletic but still skinny for boy's standard.)
(Wore a denim shirt, light brown tie with three X patterns goes down, dark oversized blazer with white checker plate pattern under it, baggy dark brown pants with rolled up revealing another of the checker plate pattern, pair of black oversized boots.)
I'm attending Hope Pass Academy…
Or to be more exact, Hope Pass Boys Academy. This school wasn't supposed to be boys only, but in fact used to be a normal Academy that accepts both genders. For whatever reasons that have yet known to public, the school decides to split and create Rose Lily Girls Academy. A school for girls only or to be more specific, talented female students...
That goes the same thing for Hope Pass Boys Academy. The relationships of both academies almost like brother and sister, in a rather bad way. Going to be deeper, there's a little spat with the gender questioning such as transgender.
The gender dysphoria within the academy ground, as males with soul of a girls are forced to attend here. Same goes with Rose Lily Academy. There's a huge scandal and rage from public due suicides of those students. It was calmed down though in years later...
The cases of transgender are still invited, but they are given the chances to say no and even given a special class dedicated to them. It was rather small community within the mass of real men in the school...
"…And here's the class..." I glance to the door decorated with many flowers. I am not sure whether this meant to mock them or trying to gain favor, but for one thing... The school might as well create a third one to avoid this trouble... "Well, they kind of did and still in process..." A rather long one... Japan still very skeptic about female soul born into a man body is highly preposterous.
"I might think the same thing on the folklore and Shintoism…" I continue to walk again.
Talking about the special kind of students... There is also the existence of hermaphrodite. It's a very rare genetic problem to cause having two genitalia. One or two students currently identify as such. "…One of them is me..." I then begin to turn and climb up the stair cases. The location that I'm going to is the lounge room that is located at the 4th floor of this building.
My legs slowly weighted down on each steps I climb on. Remembering me being a hermaphrodite is the main reason why I'm going to that room. But that's not entirely the truth...
Because I'm not...
…
I'm a female born student.
Not a trans nor hermaphrodite.
*Neither.*
I am a full ledge female student.
...
Last year when I was invited apparently a scout got tricked completely by my parent's forgery of my existence. No, to be more exact they're my adoptive parents. That's going to be another story at another day.
I was adopted and for whatever reason the two never to notice that I'm a female until I come to a stage on becoming a woman. That time wasn't that good as I loosing blood and I'm completely freaking out.
I was completely shocked that neither of my parents realizes that I'm a girl. In shame they order me to hide my real identity further and avoid making contact with females. Even without that notice girls seems to avoid me most of the time and prefer to stare at from distant. And boys really never seem to notice I'm actually a female for couple of years, even at the changing room.
Then one day a girl in class says something audition and they're joining in. I was interested and thought this might be a way to escape from pretending to be a male life.
But it was a false hope as I pass the audition and given a male role...
My parents were proud at the achievement while I was holding back cries that I want to refuse this offer. Not to mention, they even threatened me if I ever reveal myself as a female they will end me. Of course not on murder, that's a bit too tedious for those slackers. My position as an adopted child is considered lesser than a bratty child. Anything bad happen, the adopted child got the blame. It's the norm.
Two more floor to climb up...
...
"…Reap what I sow, huh… Even though it's not completely my fault..." My parents forced me to join the academy and I was half delighted because I thought I can escape them. The Headmaster and the scout leader found out and see through the forgery that my parents made. I had to beg them because of my parents and the possible huge scandal that impact my life. Of course it's also the only time where I throw my dignity for the sake of myself. For the very first time, I do it bare.
They surprisingly obliged and help me out. I barely sell myself or doing something low as the girls in the entertainment industry for their popularity. They simply give a simple order. I should never be caught as a female by the students nor the staffs or even outsiders, if I ever be founded out...
It will become my problem not theirs.
I then given a little story that my parents wanted to have a daughter and decide to… Cut of my manhood. Many students, my classmate from last year really pitied me. I wasn't sure the emotion that time.
Should I feel mirth?
Should I cry?
Or even offended?
One more staircases...
...
I wasn't too keen on deciding it and eventually forgot it. I guess my mother was right about me. I'm a doll. A perfect little doll that can listen to her commands, doing a job well done and ignore the others speaks ill of you. She says that I was like a princess in the story for not taking to heart others says. In all honesty she couldn't read my expression or everyone.
I am hurt. But whenever she saw me cry she simply yells and told me to stop crying as I'm a man. And no man should ever cry. After some practices to sooth my eyes from creating tears for years I simply delighted when mother bought me sweets for not crying after getting bleed. Although it still stings on the heart and I convinced when you prefer bleed over emotional is a form of masochism.
I was doing the job well done, until this very day. The question is…
Who snitched me?
Even I asked. I am sure neither of the Headmaster nor the scout would answer to avoid conflicts. Well, I have a good year in this school despite had to throw away my dignity few times. Despite having some older experiences from youth, but there are few times that absent from it as well. I have grown to be more number on shame due living with male oriented dorm now.
After I recently able to communicate with my peers without a stutter and possibly a bit louder than whisper, the feeling of that confidence breaks to pieces. So easily the courage I builded up for years to be "normal"...
"Huh, Kei?"
"Oh, hey." I walked passes him.
Wait a minute...
"F-Farran?" I exclaimed as pointing my finger at him. Not only I almost missed my stop, I also dismissed the student that is my classmate and class president. Farran Breland the Ultimate Commander.
[FARRAN BRELAND]
[ULTIMATE COMMANDER]
(Heights 5'6, oval face, light brown hair with long swept bang clipped with hair morse code hair pins, left side is somewhat shaved and a little hair strand stands, pair of sports shades, has some scars on the face, left face was lightly scorched, tanned skin tone, trained body build)
(Wore a black shirt, oversized green plaid duffle coat, shoulder gun holster, khaki slacks, black leather belt, dark brown chukka boots)
"Don't point at me Kei!" I quickly toss away my finger.
"Why the hell are you here? I thought you didn't do anything stupid." He grimaced. I wasn't sure how to answer him but he then sighed. "Whatever you did, I just hope it wasn't stupid nor severe. You may be an ignorant ragdoll, but I am sure you never cause any problems like everyone else in the room." I groaned at the nickname he gave me. For whatever reasons or rather obvious reason, Farran likes to nickname people base on cat breeds. And I am not fond that he gave me ragdoll as a nickname. When I search it up ragdolls are popular refereed as *puppy dog*. Was I some sort of dog to him?
When I complained this to Farran, he promised me not to call me at school grounds. "You still calling me that?" I grumble. "You gave me your word!"
"To be fair my dear little ragdoll..." The irony of that statement really rings here. "We're not in studious lesson, so it doesn't counted." He shrugged. Knowing well that he's not going to drop it I decide to dismiss my further complaint.
"Although I'm going to ask again since I forgot... Why ragdoll?" I curiously tilt my head.
"Well, to be frank I was going to choose Chartreux. But because you always looking for me or most time follows me that I decide to choose ragdoll." He deadpans.
"Sorry, you're seemed the reliable types..." I apologize. Now that he mentioned it, I think I depended on him way too much.
"Don't worry you are the class Ignorant."
And you're the class sharp tongue supposedly...
"Geez, sorry about that." I rolled my eyes. And then it hit me. "E-Everyone?" Farran give me a look of amusement that it took me a little while to ask the important question.
"Yeah, I can't blame you for being surprise. Apparently there are more of the troubled students that got called in today..." He then scowled seemingly annoyed to be grouped as he is a diligent student.
"Even you?" I was aghast by the revelation.
Although you did got scolded for acting over bearing towards a teacher and even decides to steal the job from that teacher as well...
"...Yeah..." He crosses his arm as avoiding his face from me.
"..." I stare at him.
"..." Farran isn't spacing out despite his stance.
"..." I'm beginning to sweat due the silence that abruptly came in.
"I can share if you share it to me first." I can feel his glare from his shades, and it's *normally* demeaning when he barely facing me.
You... You can say no right? No need for the glare...
Even without seeing his eyes I can feel it... I really can't say to his face that I'm glad he's wearing his shades...
"Right sorry..." I laughed awkwardly. I decided not to question further on his problems. Well, it's not going to be my business anymore. After all, my position will be gone after I entering that room and talked for the last time with the headmaster...
Wait... I was called here by the headmaster in this room. Why Farran and the others are here?
As much gossips isn't my main thing and apparently even men do gossips around like the women. I do hear some unnerving things surround the commander. I'm not sure what it was as I decide to go on deaf around when the student start talking behind a person. But from almost everyone here, Farran was solely scouted by the headmaster himself from America. The home country of the commander and the origin of his skills...
My head... I begin to rub my forehead. I feel like the wish on getting sick was coming true, but in a way that I really regret it. The look of the commander was somewhat show from his mouth as he beginning to concern about me.
"Okay, come on in. You seem a little pale now, I'm going to assume motion sickness? There was one time you vomit in a bus at that one tour that the school had..." He gesture me as walking to the room. "There's a sofa and I'm going to lend you my lap like always."
"…I thought you hate it." I raised my brows.
"Hey, you always bend your body and positioned yourself like an idiot. I'm worried about your body... You always complained being rigid and skip to the infirmary." He account. "So I have to throw away my dignity to stop your stupid excuses."
"…Yeah, sorry about that..."
I forgot he's the class Busy Body... It really linger me that he sometime acts as a mother hen in class. When student forgot to write their name on test, did they have breakfast on that morning, even knows which medicine to give when the school medic is out.
"No problem, it become the norm for some students here. So don't beat yourself around the bush Ragdoll." I would be more grateful if he didn't add that stupid nickname.
That time when I close the door behind. I wish I made an excuse for not being there.
But then what would happen to them if I didn't attend the call?
I wonder why these guys are called here for...
CAST
KEI KASTUMI ULTIMATE VOICE ACTOR | Class 92th-A [Class Ignorant]
FARRAN BRELAND ULTIMATE COMMANDER |Class 92th-A [Class Busy Body]
ULTIMATE [BLEEP!] | Class 93th-D [Class Baby Clown]
ULTIMATE [BLEEP!] | Class ? ? ? [Class ? ? ?]
ULTIMATE KITESURFER | Class 91th - B [Class Thrill Seeker]
ULTIMATE MAHJONG PLAYER | Class 93th - A [Class Priss]
ULTIMATE BARBER | Class 91th - C [Class Hair Chaser]
ULTIMATE PALEONTHOLOGIST | Class 91th - C [Class ? ? ?]
ULTIMATE FANTASY WRITER | Class 93th - A [Class ? ? ?]
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-One your OC must be a male, but gender talks this place also taking in transgender. Hermaphrodites character are also taken in, as long they identify themselves as a male. *In part of Japan, Transgender still a questionable topic. So expect Transwoman still be invited than Transman. Although you can created a closeted transwoman, just saying...*
-I'm going to put no gary stue, but whatever Dangan ronpa character are goddamn OP so I'm throwing it out! Well, then again if your OC going to be a Izuru carbon copy then you need to give me a reason why he's an Izuru carbon copy.
-But at least make a sense why they are a gary stue
-Your OCs going to know one another in a way
-Reused OC from a SYOC that is dead or cancelled is pretty much the only reused types of OC I can use. Suggest on rename and small twink with appearances.
-DO NOT PLACE YOUR OC AT THE REVIEWS..! I'm serious, please don't. You just spoil your OC to the crowds.
-You can send in more than one
-Talents can be reused from all franchise
[Section A]
Name: (Japanese are the main thing, but out from this are also acceptable. Not in space. Undersea. Under the space too. Train. Car. Building. Mall. Hospitals and other shits.)
Age: (10-25… OwO)
Gender: (Male ONLY. Transman. Intersex male (a more better terms for hermaphrodites)
Sexuality: (Open to any types... AN: I only understand Homosexual and Bisexual (also Asexual, I can use Rantarou DRV3 as reference) other than these, please expect I very terribly written one because I DO NOT UNDERSTAND but the four main basic(?) sexuality okay?)
Ultimate Tittle: (You know what I'm talking about right? If not why are you here?)
Secondary tittle: (Remember the hot blooded youth, it's possible they can have another tittle at the school. But it's not really expected for everyone, you can empty this part)
Class: (first, second, third year? A, B, C, D. *might change or depends, if half class A joined that feels weird right?)
[Section B]
Physical Appearance: (If this wasn't filled, you will kill me with stress. I have some sort OCD vibe on designing a character, if you're an artist yourself do send in *although will change some parts if feels like it* and point out some stuffs. I also going to suggest to check on Enerie mainly for clothing styles, because 30% I am sure I'm getting very unnecessary details that should be in one word. PLEASE ADD HEIGHT... Thank you.)
-Main Wear: (I expect their OLD school uniform -the HPA official isn't being shown but you can simply say they're wearing the HPA uniform with few twinks-, but you can also let me design them *wink, wink*)
-Sleep Wear: (If you had none, then it's fine actually. They can go nude for what I care)
-Swim Wear: (This too... I just want to study swimsuit... I never been into the pool/beach almost a year or two probably- Except schools...)
-Underwear: (THIS IS A MUST. THIS IS A PROOF OF FRIENDSHIP!)
-Accessories- (You don't have filled ALL up, just filled what's needed)
Heads:
Ears:
Necks:
Hand/Arms:
Feet:
Others:
[Section C]
Personality: (Obviously, you get what I mean. Get details, but please divide them in different paragraph, since I'm quiet quick reading and ALWAYS missed some outs. Or goes like this.)
EXP:
(A) Personality: Cold, silent, cool, and always mislead people thinking them as mute.
A is very dark while thinking something, doesn't care about others so much. She is a sociopath from child, but currently tried to toned it down by her own.
When dealing others, A can't help but think the worst cases from either looks or personality. But frankly, A wanted to be friends but doubted everything she sees which making her as an antisocial, much to her dismay.
A very much accept judgement from others, but she can't tolerates some bad or cruel actions lashed onto them. A will became hot blooded and headed if someones getting to close to her personal space.
(And give me possible development in your mind, because I have a unique understanding on development. Although finger cross because I'm the writer. Yes sue me if you can.)
How calling others: (Do they call others by first or last or nicknamed them? If you want do specific, well, you can wait for a while. OwO)
Mental State:
Habits:
Hobbies:
Birthday:
Likes:
Dislikes:
History:
Blood Type:
Secret:
Quotes: (Sets some voicing for them)
Voice Actor: (So I can imagine them better, also give both ENG and JPN. You can also use certain characters from other media like: Naegi Makoto for JPN and Nagito Komeada for the ENG)
[Section D]
Trial/Investigation Role:
-Another student died behavior
-Their closest died behavior
-Their enemy died behavior
-They know who kill
-They are the murderer
Justification for Murderer:
Justification for Victim:
Justification for Mastermind:
Reaction to Seeing Either Corpse or Hearing the Body Announcement:
Role in Investigation:
Role in Trial:
Reaction to Being Accused (Guilty and Not Guilty):
Reaction to Execution (Seeing One and Being Executed):
Others: (...Just in case you want to add something specific in mind.)