DANGANRONPA SYOC | GHOST SHIP
Aeron woke screaming.
The groping form of a nightmare slowly flickers in his vision. He blinks it away.
He doesn't remember what he was so scared about.
His head is thick with cotton and his neck is stiff. It shifts and twists in an uncomfortable way when he turns. The metal on his back pushes its cold, tangible hands through his clothes. He squirms; his room is usually not this chilly. He sits up. His stomach protests with such vigour that he's forced to lower down again. He realises that his hands don't fall with him.
He swallows past the acute pain in his abdomen and shifts so that he's no longer lying down. The room is dark, but every corner glints with the tell-tale lustre of metal. Panic binds him. This is not his room. His eyes move to his arms. His wrists are wrapped in a white sheet and are tied to a pole in the centre of the room. He writhes. He kicks and thrashes and slams. The panic chokes him. Aeron tries to free his wrists. His hands burn, and they slowly loose colour. Hesitantly, Aeron comes to acceptance that he'll only harm himself if he continues.
There's a door just a few centimetres from him. There's a crack beneath it, one that emits a far-away, white light. Aeron experiments. If he stretches, his toes touch the bare surface of the door. He nudges it a few times. It doesn't move, so he assumes it's locked. He slumps against the pole he's tied to.
His chest is heaving. Breathing becomes a conscious thought.
It's dark. In this room, he is almost blind.
The tears come easily.
The warm drops leave uncomfortable streaks on his face, and he has snot dibbling from his nose that he can't wipe.
Why was he here?
His legs shake, and he tugs them close to his chest, away from the door. He buries his head into his knees.
Suddenly, his body rocks, and he nearly bites his tongue. There's a split second when he lifts, then falls back onto the pole. It halts his crying. Aeron waits for a time, and it happens again.
Am I on a boat?
His joints throb vaguely as he struggles to stand. He tugs on the sheet and pulls himself up. His knees are shaky and uncertain of their strength. He leans on the pole and waits.
The motion happens again, but this time, inertia kicks in, and Aeron stumbles backwards a few steps. His back slams into a metal wall. Everything hurts, everything aches more than it ever has before, but now he knows.
He's on a boat.
Hey! Thanks for finding interest in this story!
The deadline for submissions will be the 9th of March (subject to change).
Notes and Rules:
- No Mary/Gary sues
- The limit is two OCs per person
- Unlike most SYOCs, this might be pretty short
- I won't be accepting OCs left in reviews
- No SHSL/Ultimates of previous games
- I'll put the OC form on my profile
- Send your OCs to me via PM!
- If you want more information, PM me! I'm a nice person!
IMPORTANT NOTE: If you've got creative fuels you want to burn, write a spin-off or POV chapter and I'll feature it in the story, (you'll get credit, of course). I'll start accepting submissions after the first chapter.
OC Form:
NAME:
ULTIMATE/SHSL:
BRIEFLY EXPLAIN THE SHSL: (for example, the Ultimate Cheese-Sniffer. What does that mean? Can they smell cheese a mile away? Are they the only human alive who can sniff all the cheese in the world without gagging?)
WEIGHT: (kilograms)
HEIGHT: (centimetres/metres)
NATIONALITY: I prefer Japanese but if you want to stray it's all good)
GENDER: (I'm not very familiar with non-binary terms, I apologise)
AGE: (14-18)
SEXUALITY:
ILLNESSES: (from auto-immune diseases to allergies, anything is fine. If it's the former, however, provide more background information: is it lethal? How long do they have left?)
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE: (scars, tattoos, deranged arms, anything)
CASUAL CLOTHING: (story will take place in summer)
PERSONALITY: (make this the most detailed thing in the form)
BACKSTORY: (feel free to keep it brief; some may not be brought up at all)
LIKES: (two is enough, feel free to add more, though)
DISLIKES: (two is enough, fill in more if you wish)
PEOPLE THEY DON'T GET ALONG WITH:
PEOPLE THEY GET ALONG WITH:
MANNERISM: (any quirks or habits?)
HANDWRITING: (what's their handwriting look like?)
OTHER: (any cool things about them? Can they speak five different languages?)