Chapter 1-2: All Men Are Not Created Equal
(Yeah all of these chapters are going to have a trigger warning I wished FF had a tagging system like A03. Get ready for gender dysphoria and child abuse angst because Shiro needs therapy)
(You know what I should just post this on A03 just so I can tag triggers...and now I added it on A03 just look up my username on there since FF can't handle links)
(beta read by Lupus Overkill and ninjedi)
"I'll never do anything...you ask me to." The water is pure. Nothing is able to corrupt its essence but the sweet taste of blood.
"But yeah, congrats for being lucky and getting the advantage and all that crap. Urgh, why didn't they keep Monokuma to explain this, or give me somebody else?" The cat once again yawns. It is almost like the people that built the robot spent all their time creating the perfect yawn and realized that they wasted their budget so they keep spamming the same action over and over again. "Anyways, here's your secret handbook things. Don't show this to anybody not here or there's gonna be a punishment. Blah blah blah."
Mononeko places a pile of electronics on the floor that looks like ipads but have our names written in kanji or katakana on the back. I pick up mine but see that some are having trouble reading Japanese. Rokuro, Sora, Chika, Ichiko, Choumi, and Keiji were able to find theirs. Leonie, Mizore, Yuki, and Yuu, however, spend their time awkwardly staring at the leftovers. Keiji decides to eventually help them and give them the correct electronics.
"You're being strangely quiet about all of this..." Mononeko replies. The cat looks oddly worried, "...That's not supposed to happen..."
"Gee, it's almost like we're still recovering from the shock of being in space and being forced to kill each other!" Choumi huffs. "Not to mention somebody's already dead!" Wait, Choumi remembers as well?
"Already dead? That's horrible!" Keiji responds. Looking up at Keiji's head, I see that Kobi is staring down Mononeko and the dog is on the verge of growling.
"Why are you so surprised? We were all there when it was announced that the man was dead and apparently Ryoichi...Ryusuke was the one who did it." Balancing all the items in her hands, Ichiko starts writing down notes in one of her notebooks. I try to peek at what she is writing but once again I cannot understand any of her notes. Not only are they in code, but Ichiko's writing is also so messy that I would not be able to read them even if I knew the language.
"Wait, how do you remember Choumi-"
"That's none of your business!" That must be a sore spot because Choumi is being more moody than usual, not to mention she has the strength to interrupt Mononeko, or what I assume is her usual from the one conversation we had together. But considering Choumi and Keiji are presumably good friends, and Keiji is not weirded out by her behavior, this must at least be somewhat normal.
"This is concerning..." Rokuro comments in a rare moment of maturity from the flirt. "Can you give us more information, Mononeko? I can promise to give you the best massage of your life if you surrender all your secrets to me~" And there's the typical Rokuro back.
"A massage sounds nice...my back is always so stressed...nope, that order got denied! No, I wasn't seriously considering it! Shit, how do I get this microphone thing off? I just want one nice day!" I can imagine the person behind the cat freaking out as they frantically press buttons to please whoever else they are talking to. Considering that Mononeko looks like she is about to explode the person isn't doing that good of a job. Really, I would've expected that the person would at least get some training on how to properly control the robot at all times.
"All of this must be happening because I forgot to turn off the stove one time when I was six. That created a string of events since I wouldn't have bumped into that nice milkman otherwise, and that book he gave me...had evil ducks! It's all coming together! The evil ducks are trying to overthrow their government of nice ducks by manipulating humans into destroying the world again!" Mizore goes on one of her many monologues, and people think my monologues are bad. At least mine have logic and actual reasoning. How is somebody that is this illogical able to gain the title of Ultimate Mathematician? I do not see a future where the two of us will be able to work together properly so it would be a waste of time to try to befriend Mizore.
"The ducks are trying to get to my beauty! That must be why they're always chasing me in the park, Yuu!" Yuki exclaims as she grabs onto her brother's shirt and starts shaking him.
"No, it's the flamingos! That's why the Committee hates them and banned their existence! Flamingos are bringers of true despair! Their feathers match the color of blood!" Who would ever think that blood is pink? That is the stupidest thing I ever heard. If I ever saw that in an art piece, it would immediately break immersion. Maybe Mizore is colorblind? Or escaping into a childish world and her mind is coloring blood pink to escape the grueling reality of being forced into a death game at such a young age.
"...Yuki, we should focus on more important things. Like what these advantages are."
"Oh, yes this is it...oh no wrong button!" A grenade comes from Mononeko's chest and we all jump away from it. However, when it explodes, it bursts into...candy? White, black, and red gummy balls to be exact. At least Sora seems happy with it and begins to collect some of the pieces.
"I don't think you should be eating those, Lil Bro." Chika awkwardly stares at Sora.
"Sorry, I didn't realize-"
"Let's get on with the plot or something already. All these mascots are supposed to be super meta, right? That sounds so tiring. I don't even like meta jokes that much...urgh..." When Mononeko finishes speaking, all of our handbooks light up. On the screen of mine written in obnoxiously bright pink are the words All Men Are Not Created Equal. There can be no truer words. People like to delude themselves into thinking that everybody has an equal chance in life not knowing about the privilege they have to even be able to think about that. Having too much of an opinion when the Committee does not favor you nowadays is pretty much a death sentence if you do not find your way into a rebellion group. And, even if you find your way to a rebellion group, that is only prolonging the inevitable, since all do eventually fall.
"And here's what it does. You can tell the others in this room but it's not advised. If you kill somebody and have access to perks, you can steal theirs."
Shiro Amari: All Men Are Not Created Equal
With the power of kings, you can steal somebody's vote and then vote twice yourself.
This is extremely helpful, especially if I do decide I have to kill somebody. Even in the situation where that does not happen, I could take a vote from one of the idiots and make sure they do not accidentally kill me. I do not want to die because somebody was dumb enough to vote somebody even if the evidence does not point to that person. For some reason, I feel uncomfortable about the option to vote during this game, but that's probably because everybody is so easily swayed by pretty words and crocodile tears. They do not know the crocodile is luring them into its mouth, waiting to snap down its jaw and feast on their pathetic sympathy.
"You can also trade and stuff. Really you shouldn't, it's such a stupid idea and I don't want any of you to die because of it. Yawnnnnn...but yeah, I guess I can show you the names of everybody else's because the team worked so hard on them and I want to show the work of my other students. Though it'll be the names and no context so do what you want with that info."
"This is all bullshit!" Choumi shouts.
"I'm not the one in charge of this and I'm not getting my manager. That'll be a pain." Without explaining anymore, Mononeko goes to sleep again, curling in a tiny ball. One of her paws is sticking out and I see that there are paw pads.
"You can't just fall asleep!" Choumi tries to walk up to Mononeko but Keiji stops her.
"I swear Choumi doesn't usually pick fights!" Keiji stands up for his friend and Kobi nods along with the dog walker's claims. Choumi, however, is entirely focused on Mononeko. What could have possibly happened to make her act in such a way? Sure, she's not the most rational of people but her reaction is the one that seems the most off.
"I get that feeling too." Rokuro is being a surprising source of aid right now. Leonie is silently in their corner, nodding her head much like Kobi. Why do I get the feeling that Leonie and Kobi are quite similar?
Not one to indulge in simple small talk, I decide to look at the names of the other perks. Perhaps there will be one that stands out. Or a clue for some of the odd behavior. There is a chance one of these people is the mastermind and made sure to get themselves the best advantage to make sure that they can survive through most of the game. After all, it would be suspicious if a person randomly uses one of these when nobody else has one. But there's also the question of how they're used. Once she wakes up, I should ask Mononeko more about it.
Leonie Sommer: The Future is in Thy Hands
Rokuro Karasuma: Two Can Keep a Secret
Sora Akahoshi: Key to the Light of my Heart
Chika Akahoshi: Lost in the Black Sea
Ichiko Miyashita: Schrodinger's Cat
Mizore Kurushima: Honor Among Thieves
Yuu Akimoto: Without Sacrifice We Have Nothing
Yuki Akimoto: Without Pain We Have Nothing
Keiji Inukami: Guardian Angel
Choumi Sokudo: Fool's Gold
This does not give me as much information as I hoped. In fact, this only brings more questions. Maybe it is possible to figure out what the other perks are by name, but there is a chance that some of the names are misleading. With the surface-level being all that is revealed as of now, it is best to pay attention to Keiji. Keiji may not trust me the fullest yet but seems to mostly be because of Choumi, for he himself seems to perhaps be too trusting. Guardian Angel is also by far the clearest of the names which make me suspect that it must have something else going on. Separating Keiji from Choumi would be the best way to get him on my side, plus he has extra points for being a dog person. Although I may not have these advantages myself, perhaps I can find a way to manipulate the others into using them for my benefit. But that would take some time and trust-building since I do not feel like any will reveal anything right now. Maybe befriending one person from the set of twins will have them reveal the other's advantage to me since I believe it would make sense for them to share. Choumi is a wild card since she clearly does care for Keiji somewhat yet I do not know whether or not she will reveal something so damaging to somebody that is only a friend (not to mention I do not know truly how close she is with Keiji or how long they have known each other). Especially with her over-the-top apparently out of character reaction, Choumi knows way too much for her to be anywhere useful to me. Hopefully, she dies soon.
"Start exchanging information with me, you damn peasants!" Yuki begins to act like how she always does. But, with all this chaos, maybe it's best to leave. People might start beginning to ask questions about my suspiciously named perk. People should already know that the name speaks the truth but I'm surrounded by idealistic optimists that will be destroyed one of these days by despair. I have seen it too many times myself to know how all of these stories will end. All of them will die and, with the power of kings, I shall sit on my throne of corpses.
With all of them distracted with Yuki's antics, I climb down the stairs and leave the room. I know for a fact somebody else saw me leave yet they decided to not follow me. If things go right for once, they will not tell anybody but I highly doubt that. They will question me later which means I have to prepare a convincing lie. But these people are so naive that they will believe me if I told them I only had to go to the bathroom. Idiots.
Reaching the hallway again, I forget what I was planning before. All of this newfound information is a lot for my mind to handle. Perhaps I should try to find my room? There is not much space to hide this Monopad on my person and even these idiots will start questioning me if they find out I received one before they did. Unfortunately, this is only information relating to the advantage, so I have to figure out where everything is myself. This reminds me too much of the many times my shows were placed somewhere else because they wanted my brother more than me.
I could try placing it also underneath my shirt but that would look incredibly awkward. Or in my pants. No, that is a stupid idea. It is reminding me too much of that one time I tried to sneak an apple from the kitchen. Did not make it very far.
"Boo!" Suddenly appearing right in front of me, I see Fubuki. I will not admit that her sudden appearance made me jump...slightly. Maybe this is why Jun wanted to get that mask away. "Haha, Jun is still with everybody else! Which means I can finally have my beautiful monologues in peace!"
"Fubuki, what are you doing?" At that moment, I realize that she can see what is in my hands, but strangely she does not comment about it. I do not want to assume that the mask impairs her vision that much. It is also not possible to see where she is staring.
"Don't worry about a thing! I already know about all that advantage stuff. Oh, and for that theory material, I do remember Saitou number one is dead too." My blood runs cold. How...how does Fubuki know that? If she has that information, could Jun know as well? It is possible that Fubuki is the mastermind but I highly doubt the mastermind will be stupid enough to give this big of a hint to somebody that they should know is a big threat to their survival.
"How...?"
"You think too much! You should have more faith in yourself and others! Stop thinking of others as tools that are not going to get you anywhere! Everybody has a role to play and we will all make it out safely. Except if you're-"
"Now you are only speaking nonsense." I sigh. How can somebody with Fubuki's personality get out of preschool? That is a genuine question. Not because of her stupidity, but I highly doubt the Committee likes Fubuki's personality too much. And somehow Fubuki ended up with an Ultimate talent? But then I remember the Committee gave a McKay of all families a talent so that shows they must really be desperate. Fubuki has to be intentionally accepted by Hope's Peak since she is confirmed by Jun, Natsuki, and Kitsu.
"Shiro, you have always been this way. Sure, you may always have a stick up your ass-"
"No, I do not."
"-but I still accept you for who you are." Now back to this knowing me nonsense. Maybe I should ask Jun more about this since he is definitely easier to talk to compared to Fubuki. Jun is one of the more sensible people on this ship. Considering I accidentally scared Hanane off, Jun might be my best bet for having somebody to help with my logical reasoning. Although considering how little control Jun has over his sister, his smarts can only go so far. I am still by far the smartest person on this ship. If the mastermind wanted a fair battle of the wits, they should have not placed me aboard. I am twenty-five so I already have too many advantages over everybody else, and now I have All Men Are Not Created Equal. I almost feel bad for the other people here.
...They are simply children being lined up for slaughter. Innocent people pushed against the wall waiting for the moment a bullet enters their heads. Wailing and screaming as their friends die all around them begging to be next. When death finally comes, there is nothing left inside them to be killed.
"The fuck!?" Etsuko pops out of nowhere and stares with her mouth agape. Seeing Etsuko genuinely confused is...certainly something. I never thought she could ever feel confusion without being somehow turned on by the aspect of learning more about humanity or something like that.
"The fuck back!?" Fubuki and Etsuko are now facing off against each other. "Aren't you supposed to be dead?!" Ratscal pops out of Etsuko's pocket, maybe because of the fighting. "Wait, didn't that rat explode?"
"Excuse me, Ratscal didn't explode! Ratscal will never die!" Etsuko replies offended. Seeing Etsuko not smiling or enjoying herself is kind of freaky. This is not normal at all. I should really get out of here when I have the chance. Because of Fubuki, Etsuko does not acknowledge my presence and most likely has not noticed my monopad. If this ends up being useless after causing this much trouble, I might throw it against the wall once I escape. Doing so now will cause my possible death and I refuse to die for such a small reason.
"We can discuss this later-"
"You can promise me all the secrets of the human mind and I still wouldn't willingly talk to you!" Etsuko then walks towards the direction of the meme squad. When she reaches the door, Etsuko opens it and slams it.
"You're going to break the door!" somebody, I believe Tahlia, shouts.
Then I realize I am left alone with Fubuki again. Perhaps it will be best to return to everybody else with the advantages of using the bathroom excuse. Before I could go back, however, Fubuki grabs onto my arm. At times like these, I regret not paying more attention during physical education.
"Come on, let me show you something!" Fubuki climbs onto my back and places a blindfold over my eyes. This is definitely not where I was expecting my first day to go. When Fubuki gets back down, she seizes my hand and runs, dragging me behind. If I die because I allowed myself to get put into this situation by a tiny girl, I would kind of deserve it.
"C'mon, lemme show you something!" A flash. A bang. A scream.
Something to be ignored.
The darkness must be conquered. My emotions should be ignored. Everything is alright.
Feeling myself being dragged around like a doll, I feel relief once Fubuki stops and I hear a door open. After getting pushed into the room, I can feel people staring at me. Oh, this is going to be awkward to explain. I get the feeling that Fubuki does not care whether or not her reputation gets damaged with stunts like this. The best course of action will be to remove the blindfold. When I try untying the knot, I realize that it is done in such a way that I cannot figure out how it works. Fubuki should not waste her talent for pranks.
"Fubuki, stop tying people up to try to make friends!" Even without the use of sight, I know that Jun is resisting the urge to facepalm.
"You said friends. I'm making a friend. That's different," Fubuki replies. If this is how Fubuki treats her friends, it will be best to stay on her good side. Her apparent logic, or lack thereof (I still cannot figure it out), is at least more easy to understand than whatever Aito is thinking. Trying to get into Aito's headspace gives me a miserable migraine. Maybe if Etsuko gets over whatever conflict she is having with Fubuki, she could spend all of her time bothering Aito and Fubuki and only them, that way she can get the interesting results she supposedly aspires to.
"Is this a kink thing? I never thought Fubuki would be into such a thing but then I remember she is walking around with a literal gas mask and maybe she gets into Saw roleplay in the bedroom-"
"Please don't talk about my sister like that," Jun sighs.
"Oh, sorry about that man. Guess I can say too much." Kaimaru laughs, slightly awkwardly. Well, that is interesting. Maybe he is not as much of a pervert than I originally thought, but still quite the dumbass. Or I could be giving Kaimaru too much credit and he is currently envisioning me naked. Oh well, it is not like I am not used to that sort of thing. In this day of age, it is a sad fact of life, and some people will never view me and so many other people as anything other than a pretty face. Many people always compliment my face, but I know the truth that they are only seeking a romantic relationship they could not possibly have with my mother or maybe another one of my siblings. Us in the Amari family do have similar appearances, which brings up so many questions because a lot of us do not share the same mother and Einosuke's whole deal. One of these days I want somebody to tell me I'm beautiful and they would be the key for me to share genuine love. That is impossible considering what happened to my true father and Eimu. Both of them share the same fate and there is nothing I can do to stop the vicious cycle.
"You acknowledge your mistakes. That's the first step into becoming a better team player!" Renkou responds.
"Haha, I don't mind. Jun is just a meanie," Fubuki says. "If it makes me and my partner happy, I'm willing to do anything-"
"I don't need this information. Burn it out of my mind." With her putting on a voice, it is hard to tell that Natsuki is saying those words at first. But, considering that nobody else on the ship sounds like that, and Natsuki is a voice actor, it is easy to figure her out. With her not even being able to handle this information, Natsuki is too sensitive to make it far into the game. Natsuki could be a valuable tool though, considering her acting could be useful and could be easy to manipulate into getting rid of a target.
"I get we're having fun but we should make sure everybody is comfortable. This might be a conversation we should have with only the adults in the room." Oh, I now remember what I was doing. Seeing where Asuka is. That is definitely her voice so her condition has improved. It could have been more useful to have her die, especially to the mastermind so I wonder why they kept her alive. Asuka is a giant threat to their game and they had the perfect opportunity to not only get rid of her but instill fear into the students which would lead to them being more paranoid and open to killing each other. With how close people are already getting since this group seems to be more trusting than most, that would have been great to their advantage. So there must be another reason why they decided to spare Asuka's life. Unfortunately, I do not have any evidence for any sound theories. Getting paranoid about Asuka will only lead to irrational decisions.
"Fubuki, please get the blindfold off Shiro. I can tell he's uncomfortable from over here." Renkou sounds like he is seconds from screaming. I know that Fubuki will not care. What would be the most telling is Jun's reaction since I still do not have a good read on him. All I get is that he is protective of Fubuki but, other than that, Jun is one of the biggest wildcards.
"We should ask Shiro what he thinks. All of us are good people so I'm sure this doesn't mean anything bad or something." Kitsu awkwardly laughs. This is such a strange topic to take that stance on.
"Trust me, you don't want to be stuck in one of Fubuki's blindfolds," Jun groans. If Fubuki does this on a regular basis, I am surprised that she has not gotten arrested. But also not because the police force in Japan is known to be super incompetent in situations that do not require them to break human rights.
"To free this poor soul from his restraints you must play one of my games-"
"We already solved it. You can play these games later." Jun and Renkou seem like they are teaming up together to dismiss Fubuki. With their possible headstrong personalities, they could be a nuance, but befriending them could also stop me from getting targeted for some time. Both of the men are physically and mentally well so people will not be wanting to kill them first (and, with their positions, doing a kill early on is way too risky). The people who will die first are definitely the ones with less muscle.
"Fubuki, put Shiro out of those restraints now!" Renkou demands, his voice becoming even deeper than before. So Renkou gets angry easily? That could be manipulated but it is a gamble. Staying safe with all my moves would only cause me to run out of options quickly so it is best to keep him in mind. Maybe I can talk to him more to see his place in my grand plan.
"Eep!" Natsuki squeals and I hear her footsteps going farther away. Both of the actors are conflict-averse so it is best not to use them for these situations other than possible distractions.
"We need to calm down. Getting fired up won't help anything! Fubuki, this conversation is only going to become worse if you don't do what everybody wants." Asuka may on the surface be similar to Jun or Renkou but she has too much of a rebellious spirit. Such a brilliant young flame threatening to consume those around her but she is going to be killed with the first sign of rain.
"I will not-"
"Got her mask," Jun states matter-of-factly. I didn't even hear Jun's footsteps.
"Ahhhhh f-fine..." Fubuki voices become quiet as she approaches me. In a matter of seconds, Fubuki finally removes my blindfold. When I open my eyes, I realize that all of us are in Fubuki's room. It is exactly the same as before.
The most important thing to note about Asuka is that I can see that her injury is healed and properly bandaged. That makes everything even more suspicious since that confirms my theory that they purposefully allowed Asuka to live. All but one of us is going to die so what is the purpose of extending this game any longer? With how many people are here, things will already be more difficult than the average Killing Game. Not only will it be harder because there are more people to strategize and protect others (though somebody smart will use this to their advantage and cause chaos and confusion), but more people are going to need to die to keep the normal Killing Game schedule. Since the main purpose is entertainment, I doubt that they will be entertained enough to let this continue on for more than six trials or so. They are planning something and whatever that is must be what we must be truly terrified about.
"...You're thinking too hard...everybody but Kaimaru and Renkou remember Saitou's death..." Fubuki replies with a statement. Did she assume that I was thinking about that? Honestly, if it weren't for the Asuka incident, I would have. Maybe Fubuki has met with me but that only brings more questions. Or perhaps Fubuki somehow has information about the other participants that the others don't have. None of this makes any sense. Considering Fubuki also assumedly has acting experience, this could also be a well-educated guess and manipulation tactics. "...and I made sure nobody would notice the thing..."
Fubuki's words remind me suddenly that I still have my Monopad containing my advantage on my person. Looking through my pockets, I feel it suddenly and noticed that it somehow shrunk. When did Fubuki get the time to do that? No matter, I should be grateful that Fubuki decided to do such a thing, but I still should not trust her. She may not know what it exactly is but she might suspect something if I'm not careful. If she tries to get something out of this exchange, I have to figure out how to manipulate her when that time comes. Maybe I could promise Fubuki to always get her mask away from Jun.
"Gotta be honest, I'm useless in this mystery stuff. Thinking about it stresses my brain too much and I don't want grey hairs ruining my image." Kaimaru's demeanor, however, betrays his words. It is hard to notice but nobody can hide their nervous tics from me. For a dancer, Kaimaru's body is too stiff. His eyes are focused on the door as if calculating escape routes if one is ever needed.
"All of this doesn't make sense! Which means we gotta work together! We may be in space without any escape but what's given to us from our captors...yet that's bullshit! If we can access the escape, we could all team up to replicate the process of making it. We would have to be secretive but we have like six months, correct? That's doable especially since one of us is the Ultimate Inventor," Asuka reasons. Although it is dreadfully optimistic and would never work, Asuka at least has some amount of logic. Very interesting.
"There are cameras everywhere, there is no way we could hide our plans. Not to mention you screamed it out loud in front of the cameras that I assume are in every room. Now they will be keeping a closer eye on you," I debunk. Sometimes I have to ruin the mood but people should not get their hopes up. Those with the highest hopes always crash and burn. With their wings, they try to reach toward the sun, but the sun is what causes their mighty fall from grace.
"You got a good head. It's good to have such a valuable teammate already!" Renkou comments. At least somebody appreciates my truth. Just for that, Renkou earns a lot of points in my book. Might stab me in the back later but he won't be an idiot about it.
"...This is all so much..." Natsuki lightly bites her lip. "...But...like we just got to get through it together? I don't know. I need food...food always makes people feel better..." Natsuki then begins mumbling about random facts about food that I do not care about so I tune her out.
"You know what, let's get some food! We're useless in this conversation anyway! Come with us, Kaimaru!" Kitsu exclaims. Note to self, do not trust any of these three in the eventual trial. Then again it will be a miracle if these idiots actually survive through the trial. Maybe I should kill first so there is no chance that I will get overly attached because nobody knows what they are doing. No, I should wait until there is a better motive. Mononeko will eventually give us a better price than the questionable freedom.
"Finally a free out for the safety of my skin! I'm going to have to up my skincare routine for all of this!" Kaimaru walks up to Natsuki and Kitsu and the three of them leave together. There is a chance that they set the ship on fire but that is now a problem somebody else has to deal with. Considering one of them should be an adult, they should learn how to function properly by themselves. Would not surprise me if nobody in that trio knew how to cook without blowing everything up. Everybody should know that skill but most people my age throw unhealthy fast food into the microwave and call it a day. No wonder people before the Tragedy had such a problem with obesity. Nowadays, however, the Committee puts much focus on weight, and people have to pay an extra fine if they are over a certain amount without having the proper paperwork.
Enough with that thought, however, since it is important to focus on the situation at hand. Committee law has no bearing in outer space. Fubuki, Jun, Asuka, Renkou, and I are the ones currently remaining in this room. Still think that is too much for a room so small but it is not my place to complain about such a thing. Nobody else here seems to mind that we are still cramped in this room.
"I have to make sure they don't blow up the place!" Asuka apparently forgets the current situation and runs after her three classmates. But it is a good thing that Asuka makes sure that we do not get sent into space thanks to a hole in a wall. I did not survive to go through all of my trauma only to die because an idiot decided it would be a good idea to make a pizza without reading the instructions first. The only more pathetic death would be losing the trial because you leave the vote to chance and accidentally vote yourself.
"Fubuki and I are going to have a talk-"
"Junnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn nooooooooooooooooo, just gimme my mask back." Fubuki pouts. At that moment, Fubuki remembers the two of us are still in the room and hides behind her brother.
"I think the two of you should go out of the room now," Jun interrupts his sister. Before any of us can respond, Jun shoves the mask into Renkou's hands. Then he shoves the two of us out of the room and slams the door on us. Well, that was quite rude.
The hallway is exactly the same as I last saw it. Looking out the window at the back of the hall, I realize that we are driving right past a planet that is small and covered with what looks to be black smoke. As a child, I would be impressed by such a rare sight, but there is no time to think about such things now. Still strange that the only ones excited about being in space are the Akahoshi twins. There must be something else going on even Mononeko is shocked, though that can be easily faked. Mononeko has a nostalgic aura, which almost makes her even more threatening than Monokuma. Unlike the bear, Mononeko could win students over to her side with charisma and trust alone.
"Hey, dude, the two of us should be getting to know each other instead of staring into space!" Renkou says. For a moment, I forgot that he was even there.
Do you want to spend your free time with Renkou Tenkubashi?
Yes/No
"I got nothing else to do and it will be beneficial for the two of us to know each other." I smile. Because all of these morons always get taken in by my smile. By the people in Einosuke's inner circle, it is often described to be my best asset. My true father always loved it.
"Cut the bullshit, you aren't fooling anybody with that smile! You gotta make sure it reaches your eyes. They look kinda dead...not meaning to be rude but it's the truth." Did Renkou...just see right through me? "My grandma does a better job at it and she's dead!"
"...You know your grandmother?" I ask Renkou. I have never met my grandparents. Einosuke is quite old so his parents already died before I was born. Meanwhile, my mother was taken by the Committee at a young age because they felt like she did not belong with her people due to her beauty. And then the Committee does what it does best and murders the entire tribe to make sure that they would not start a rebellion or that is how the story goes. With Einosuke, you can never know truth from fiction. As a child, I wanted to meet them, but that dream is as good as dead. The Committee is becoming harsher and harsher to people in their reign that refuse to be part of the status quo.
"Well, knew. Both of my grandmothers died when I was in my young childhood years...This is kinda an awkward conversation to have with somebody I just met." Renkou is self-aware. That's good. Most people here go on and on about something stupid like evil ducks and think people take them seriously.
"People say that I have a calming essence. Many of my siblings would vent their frustrations to me since they knew I am not a tattletale." I can tell Renkou is much the same way. Most of the time, I do not speak this much, especially about somewhat personal topics, but, despite his somewhat intimidating appearance, I am relaxed around him. Perhaps it will be best to keep him around so I could have somebody to lean on. No...that is a horrible idea. People like Renkou are the ones to stab you in the back, especially with his observative skills.
"Siblings? That must be cool. I'm a single child. My family really isn't that interesting. Most people describe us as average." Compared to a lot of overwhelming personalities, I would describe Renkou as normal, but I cannot understand the mindset of everyday people. Everybody I have meaningfully interacted with has been connected to the Committee in some way but Renkou must have friends outside of their suffocating control.
"It's not like I'm close to any of them. I have way too many to even remember all their names are faces."
"I should help you with your memorization then-"
"Excuse me, I don't have a problem with that! I remember everything about music theory and all of the songs composed are always in my head perfectly memorized. You would have a problem too if you had over thirty-three siblings."
"Okay, okay, that's a sore spot. Damn, your father must be going around." Renkou has a point. Einosuke has more lovers than I have music. Plus, I do not think Einosuke even knows how to properly put on a condom. I saw him try once and it was funny at the moment. Then again most teenagers have an awful sense of humor and laugh when they really should not. With the Meme Squad being here, that only proves that their humor has and always will suck.
"You don't know the half of it."
"You still need help! So now I'm recruiting you to my basketball team!" Renkou exclaims. This is the most horrible idea I ever heard. Imagining me on a basketball court is...interesting. Sure, I would be able to make good strategies, but I have never been that good at sports. That is why I did not bother with them even when Eimu and Yoshi dragged me along to one of the soccer games they were having with their family. One soccer ball to the face later I decided that it was not worth it.
"No."
"Shiro, I can tell that you need help! You look like somebody who is stuck in the past and won't accept reality! So I'm gonna help you!" Renkou is not going to back down from this but I refuse to be dragged around like some sort of doll. The basketball player has no power over me with him being basically a nobody in the scheme of global politics!
"It's still a no. I will only consider your offer if you prove to me that it will be worth my time," I reply.
"Oh, it's a debate you want then." There is a certain spark in Renkou's eyes that was not there before. I now regret my decision but it is too late to turn back now. Sometimes I absolutely hate living through the consequences of my actions but it must be done. It is better to rip off the bandaid then take it off slowly after all.
"If that is what you call this, then go right on ahead." With Renkou's skills being in basketball, I should not expect much from him. Renkou has passion and skill but what matters most is experience. Clearly, Renkou is an adult, but I do not think that he is as old as I am.
"Reasons you should accept my offer are as follows: one, being on my team would increase the number of people that go to your concerts. You're a musician, correct? Well, I'm pretty popular, and it is free advertising!" Renkou smirks. Goddammit, he already has a good read on me! Meanwhile, I still need to know more about Renkou himself, most importantly his weaknesses. Maybe something relating to anger considering how he reacted with Fubuki? It is hard to tell right now.
"Fine. I will join." Not because Renkou made a good argument or anything. This will get him to shut up, and, if things go according to plan, Renkou will die and I will not have to keep my end of the deal.
"That was easy! Glad that worked!" Like that, the spark is gone. "It'll be hard without any balls. I sadly didn't find any good ones at the gym. So we're going to make do with doing the hand motions without the ball. This is my first time teaching so it'll be a learning experience. But I know that I will be the best teacher you ever had! I do have some guidance since my dad is a basketball coach." I have to resist the urge to correct him since that would be a waste of time. Nobody will be able to understand how amazing my true father was without experiencing him themself.
"Stop thinking so we can get this over with," I sigh. Maybe I should not be this loud but at this point, I do not care. Talking to Renkou about anything but the Killing Game was a mistake but it is too late to turn back now.
"Don't be that way. Most important thing about basketball is paying attention to your surroundings which we'll work more on later. You're the type of person to almost get hit by a car because you were too busy thinking about the truth of the universe," Renkou states. It's embarrassing to admit that has happened to me...more than once. "First though I want to see how you can possibly handle a ball." The raven-haired man begins to fake dribble the air but I can tell even without the presence of a ball that his technique is amazing. That is obvious though considering he goes to Hope's Peak. Not even the richest of the rich can bribe their way in, or that is how the stories go. Somebody probably has actually bribed their way in with how corrupt everything is especially with the schools.
Not the time to think about the world. Renkou would probably do something embarrassing to snap my attention back to him and I do not want to go through that. Examining his form, I try to copy it. I could already tell that my hands built for playing the piano will make this more difficult than it has to be.
"No, stop right there! Why are you holding the fake ball like that? Look, it needs to be more like this..." Renkou comes up to me and adjusts my hands. To be honest, I have no idea how that changes anything. I continue to dribble the air and wish that nobody will be around to notice this. Last thing I need right now is people thinking I would be right in place with the Meme Squad.
"This is not doing anything," I tell Renkou. To my surprise, he nods his head. Oh? So he can admit when he is wrong sometimes. Interesting. Very interesting.
"Yeah, don't worry about it. Sure we can do more next time when we actually have a ball. I'm sure if you continue practicing, you'll become better!" Renkou gives me an encouraging smile.
"That is assuming that there is a next time-"
"Of course there is! I'm the best teacher in space!" Renkou playfully punches my shoulder. I am surprised to not be overly turned off by this overly friendly gesture. Maybe this will be a stress-free way to spend my time during all of the serious conversations. No, I am jumping the gun. The most important thing is that Renkou and I bonded which means it will be easier to use him later on. It may be harder to manipulate somebody like him, but, with enough of these lessons, I could eventually have Renkou let his guard down around me.
"...Maybe I can teach you a thing or two as well. Getting into the music community could help spread the word of your team."
"You may be a teacher but you'll never be as good as me!" Renkou proudly announces, as if he wants the entire ship to hear. He is still way too proud of his accomplishments. None of us even have a talent in teaching so being the best at it doesn't even matter all that much. It would be impressive if there was somebody with that talent, but, to my knowledge, Hope's Peak does not have one yet. Maybe there was one before the Tragedy but they are most likely long dead by now.
"Not everything has to be a competition, you know?"
"Life is a competition, Shiro! If you stop competing, you stop moving forward! Every day is a battle and I'm going to win them all!" Renkou is oddly happy about that statement. I cannot say that he is wrong though. Maybe Renkou does know a lot about the real world. He is older than most of the other students here, so it is good to know that somebody else has some bit of maturity.
"What would you do if you don't win everything?" I ask him. Not even the Ultimate Winner can succeed in all of their struggles. Thinking so is simply foolish.
"That won't happen!" Renkou shouts. I take everything back. This guy is a dumbass. "My odds become higher with a friend like you by my side!"
"I'm not your friend." I am not blushing. I am not pouting. Those actions are childish. Friends should not exist in an environment like this. And we only meet each other today! Last time I called somebody a friend and things ended badly after only a day.
"My first challenge then is earning your friendship! There's nothing you can do to escape me, Shiro Amari!" Renkou has a toothy grin. Everything about this conversation has been a miserable mistake. With this, however, possible attackers could be scared off with how big Renkou is. If I was a killer, I would stay as far away from Renkou as possible.
"Challenge accepted then." This is still a horrible idea. I cannot get close to him or anybody else here. That only ends in disaster. Everything about this challenge reminds me of children for me to take it too seriously. A part of me wants to, but that part is weak and should be ignored. After all of these years, I should not yearn for closeness, for touch.
"Time to strategize then. See you later, Shiro." Just like that, Renkou goes down the hall and leaves me alone. All of that confidence in himself is enviable since I do not sense any doubt at all in him. But no, that confidence will only get him killed.
With some time to myself, I decided I should really do something else. Fubuki and Jun are still in Fubuki's room, and I am unable to hear their current conversation which means they are either really quiet or the rooms are soundproof. Soundproof rooms will be useful since it is easier to plan when I am able to say my thoughts out loud.
It is still a little too early to think about sleeping yet. I still have not seen some of my classmates so it could be useful if I go looking for them. Mononeko has not appeared for some time now as well which means she will not bother me as much as I feared. That cat is annoying and I wish I could scare her off by hissing at her as I did with Pon-chan.
Nobody else has entered this hallway so everybody has been distracted. Not that I blame them, there is a surprising amount of entertainment here. Still disappoints me that the only thing so far of any musical value that does not belong to somebody else is a karaoke machine. I may like music, but I have not been keeping up with the modern scene so I have no idea what kind of garbage everybody around me likes.
I then follow in Renkou's footsteps and get out of this hallway (knowing Renkou he has gone to the gym for the quest to find a good ball). After all, all of this white is very unhealthy for my eyes. I do not want to see things that cannot possibly be there again. The giggle is the distance is probably my brain messing with me. With all of my logic, I still cannot defeat my greatest enemy, my own self. It is poetic almost how much the brain destroys itself in a sad attempt to save itself and there is nothing you can do to stop it.
In the room that used to hold the buffet and balloons, I see that everything has now been cleared out. Nobody ate any of the food that I remember so why was it there in the first place? I notice that Ayumu, Sachiko, and Osamu are here as well. Pon-chan is nowhere to be seen so that is a good sign. The cat has learned to not mess with me.
"Shiro! You better not be thinking of harming the great Madam Isobe!" Osamu shouts. With Ayumu, Sachiko, and I being on the more quiet side, it does not surprise me that Osamu is the first to start the conversation. The personal assistant has crazed energy about him like Osamu is fighting against himself every moment to make sure that he does not literally start bouncing on the walls. Somebody get this kid a trampoline before he ruins the wallpaper with his dirty shoes.
"Uwauuuu you do not need to do that for me, Imai-"
"Madam, you don't have to be so formal with me! Call me Osamu!" I am able to withstand the sounds of being in an orchestra pit for hours on end yet Osamu is still way too loud for my comfort. "Shiro is the one we should be worrying about! This man could try to exploit you for your beauty!"
"I'm sure we can trust him," Ayumu defends me. He yawns. The graveyard shift worker has half-lidded eyes and his head is nodding back and forth. Somebody should really get him a bed or some coffee at least. We still do not know all of the rules and Ayumu can unwillingly break one of them. I do not know whether or not the mastermind will be as forgiving with Ayumu as they were with Asuka.
"My sixth sense tells me Shiro is alright..." Sachiko whispers. I am barely able to hear her. Maybe I should team Sachiko and Renkou together so the basketball player can break her out of her shell. Because of the trust she has, Sachiko can be a valuable ally, but, if this keeps up, Sachiko will die early on or get manipulated by somebody that is not me.
Also sixth sense? Sachiko most likely has a good intuition or something similar. There is no way something like spirits or yokai are real and would waste their time with somebody like her. Also, this is space, so there should not be any reason why any yokai are up here. Fools cling onto religion since they do not want to accept the fact that we are alone. That after death there is nothing but pure darkness. So many people use religion as a coping mechanism that they do not realize the manipulation of those in a higher power than them. A priest can tell people to sell their soul, twisting the words of their tome to have their followers beg for his guidance, and all of them will jump straight into the depths of Hell without questioning their words for all eternity.
"I don't trust him! Those are the eyes of somebody who has seen too much blood." Osamu, despite being a brat, is being the most responsible here. That makes him a problem. Unlucky for me, he is always with Sachiko, so a sad accident cannot happen to him. "Come on, Madam Isobe, we should go before his black heart corrupts your innocence."
"...Okay..." Sachiko does not fight against Osamu at all when the two of them walk out of the room. The miko knows how to keep her head down.
But, without the two of them in the room, there is only me and Ayumu. I could try to take advantage but this room is too exposed, especially with everybody still walking around. Ayumu must know how to protect himself as well considering he still has not been murdered with his job. He may be always sleepy but I can tell that Ayumu still pays a lot of attention to his surroundings. If Ayumu was wide awake, he would most likely notice a lot of even smaller details. Ayumu should be somebody I get closer to so it will be better to start a conversation with him now. Plus, I need to relax with somebody more chill after all of that talking with Renkou.
Do you want to spend your free time with Ayumu Tachibana?
Yes/No
"Do you want to spend some time with me?" I ask Ayumu. Ayumu blinks at me and rubs his eyes.
"Do dolphins enjoy the smell of bananas after swimming on top of the land?" Ayumu stares at me with a neutral expression. Please tell me he was joking with that sentence. I cannot deal with another person here that makes me want to pull my hair out. "The lion does not listen to God since he is too busy stalking the dolphin so he can steal the banana."
"...Let's not continue with this...banana conversation." People think I am crazy for my Alice in Wonderland references. Still, the story brings me joy (one of the few things in the world that can), plus it shows the truth of the world without delving into the realm of reality. How can Wonderland be more realistic than the world we currently reside in? I feel like Ayumu is making a joke and I do not understand it. Maybe it has something to do with modern media? There is apparently a show with the main characters being a banana, dolphin, and lion that somehow got popular with all audiences.
"What do you want to talk about then? It could be customer service since you need to improve your social skills and stop scaring off people." Ayumu surprisingly has a point. I will not get anywhere if Osamu continues to be an ass and talks about this blood nonsense. I do not care if it is true it makes my chances of winning this game much smaller. Breaking me out of my thoughts, however, Ayumu loudly yawns again. It is good that Einosuke is not here otherwise Ayumu would be punished for the seemingly rude gesture.
"Why are you so sleepy all the time?" I question him. That has to be a hazard at least some of the time. The Committee must have noticed by now. Maybe because Ayumu takes care of the odd jobs nobody wants, the Committee decides to leave him alone. Nobody wants to be the person who is stuck working the graveyard shift.
"You see, I can't help it. I've got a sleeping disorder, it's called Delayed Sleep Phase Syndrome, and it's more or less what it sounds like. It's not something most people have heard of, to be fair," Ayumu answers without hesitation. He must be a fool to hand out such private information like that without even stopping to think what somebody might do with that information. Sure, because of the trauma of the Tragedy, the number of people with mental illness has gone up, but it is still looked down upon. The Committee does not like it when people do not fit inside their box of perfection and having any sort of disorder should be something you should keep to yourself at all times. If he was smart, Ayumu would have lied about not getting enough sleep because of his job.
"What's your reason for telling me this?" Ayumu could be trying to get my guard down and get me to relate to him. There is no way I will allow myself to fall for such tactics, however.
"I don't care what people think of me. Being chained down by the Committee isn't how I want to live. No matter what, I'll continue living as myself." So Ayumu is a free spirit then? Did not get that impression first meeting him but it does make sense. "I know how the world works. I know the higher-ups don't like people like me. Why would I conform to their dictatorship after everything I experienced?" Ayumu is too rebellious to be of any use outside of this game but maybe this can provide a good distraction if the need comes. Or he could confuse Mononeko to death talking about bananas.
"That's going to get you killed."
"The only thing that can kill me is cherries," Ayumu smirks. I seriously do not get the joke. Seconds later, the smirk is gone.
"Cherries?"
"I'm allergic." Ayumu is giving me way too much information that could be useful for me to kill him later. Or Ayumu only has a mild allergy to cherries and is pulling my leg again. This conversation is somehow more exhausting than Renkou. Please allow me to go back to dribbling imaginary basketballs.
"..." I do not know how to continue this conversation. Learning more about Ayumu is only getting me confused. Maybe I can find a way to quickly exit this conversation. Perhaps I can go back to the white hall and finally find a place to sleep. Instead of Sachiko, I could take Ayumu to see Renkou. Nothing bad will hopefully happen with those two alone together. They may both be a little out there but still normal compared to everybody else.
"You remind me of Bragi." Bragi? What is Ayumu going on about now? That name sounds like somebody called Braig wanted to sound cool because nobody can take that name seriously.
"Who's Bragi?"
"Bragi is the God of poetry in Norse mythology," Ayumu answers. So Ayumu is interested in religions or at least their stories? He better not think Valhalla is real or all of us might actually be in trouble. "You're renowned for your wisdom, the beauty of your words and art, and are not trusting of any of the snakes although the stories may be lost through time."
"Alright then, thank you." I honestly do not know whether or not that is a compliment. Perhaps I should look more into Norse mythology to better understand what Ayumu is saying. Old stories used to love using the myths as inspirations, but the popularity has been dying out. There is probably a small group somewhere that still practices the religion but they have to be secretive to not be targeted by the Committee. Just like there are still believers of the Greek Gods, wishing for a day their saviors will finally save them from their misery. They do nothing but beg and crawl around on the streets like rats.
"Of course I'll compliment my friend." Ayumu smiles softly. Why is everybody so obsessed with calling me their friend? You know what, Ayumu and Renkou should really talk to each other so they can focus on the other and leave me alone.
"I'm not your friend."
"You try to scare everybody off with that attitude but it won't work for me-"
"It's time for bed. Yeah. I'm too tired for this shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii...I mean, crap," Mononeko announces over the loudspeakers. You know what, Mononeko and Ayumu could get bond over their shared sleep problems. Before I can question her what she means, a gas enters the room.
"...What?" Seconds later, Ayumu and I are on the ground. I see that Ayumu is completely knocked out so I try to move around. All I can do is reach out to Ayumu before I succumb to the gas as well.
Waking up, I realize that I am in a room that I do not recognize. Which is strange since when I look around it is my definition of perfection. This is not a good sign at all. Not only do my kidnappers understand me more than my family members, but they must also have been stalking me long enough to know exactly everything. It is not like I ever told anybody what I want since that would either end in rejection or them making fun of my interests. They must have done this to everybody. I do not want to think about the implications that they did not. Also, thanks to the shape and layout of the room, I can tell that it is different than the one in the hallway. Why would they make such a decision? Are we going to be knocked out every night? No, it is too early to come to conclusions. All of this can easily be hidden by one of the other doors. Since it is obvious Mononeko wants us to sleep, I will do that, and explore more tomorrow.
Onto the area itself, it is made out of two rooms, with the second level (which I am currently on) being about half the length of the second room. Attaching the two rooms there is a staircase with the stairs designed to make them look like piano keys. The first floor is simple, only having the necessary elements I need; otherwise, it gets too overwhelming. I will explore the bottom further tomorrow, but, from what I see, it is some sort of orchestra pit. To keep me from falling, there is a white railing. The walls are painted a dull grey with the occasional musical note thrown here and there to keep it from being boring. Meanwhile, the floor is made out of a fluffy dark grey carpet.
In the far left corner, there is a queen-sized race car bed with a black frame and white covers with the designs of musical sheets on them. Observing it closer, I realize that it is the arrangement of one of my more popular songs. On the opposite side, there is a black dresser with a circular mirror placed on top of it. The sides of the dresser have decals of musical notes. The north side has two black doors, one of them leading to what I presume is the bathroom and the other outside. In between these doors is a tall black bookshelf filled with books and musical records. Taking a closer look at the books, all of them are different versions of Alice in Wonderland. There is not a closet anywhere which is weird. Heading over to the dresser, I open it up and see that the drawers are filled to the brim with the clothes I already have on. By the look of this, I have enough versions of the outfit to not need to wash anything for six months. It makes me sad that there are bras in here but at least they are sports bras. They must have done this for everybody else which means they got a lot of people that can make outfits.
Sleeping in my everyday clothes will get some getting used to or I could strip down to my underwear. Or sleep naked but that is a stupid idea that I cannot understand. First I put my hair down. Taking off my jacket and shirt, I stop at my binder. It is not safe to wear it for much longer yet it is simply more comfortable to have it on. Plus, I have to be sneaky to make sure the cameras do not catch a glimpse of the key. Aito and that strange woman may be up to no good but they are clearly against the mastermind and there is a good chance this will only help my chances. There is probably some pervert getting off on this, but I am used to those sick pieces of shit. Acting quickly, I pretend to use my shirt as a towel (being sweaty after all that has happened should not be too outlandish) and take the key out of my binder and hide it away in my old bundle of clothes now on the floor. I will find out where to put them later since there has to be a laundry basket somewhere. Quickly, I take off my shoes, socks, and pants as well. Maybe it was not the best idea to wear white pants but it is too late to change my outfit now.
Looking into the mirror, I take off my blinder as well. I am forced once again with the reality that I cannot be in the body that I truly want because of the hypocrisy of the Committee. I hate this body. Sure, these thoughts are a waste of time, but it is the truth. Not being able to stand looking at myself any longer, I put on one of the sports bras. Being transgender in this society is a curse because people are idiots that think your biological sex determines everything about you. Because of these idiots, I am constantly put into a cage, unable to express my true self. These idiots rule the world and I am an unfortunate victim of their transphobia.
I reach the bed and allow the comfort to consume me whole. I want to go to sleep but my thoughts race in my head. Sleep is important and it is valuable to get enough of it every night. Getting comfortable, I take one of my many white pillows and hold onto it. Then I flip onto my side and close my eyes. Colors and images fly by but I try to ignore them, not paying attention to how they dance purely for my sake.
My body yearns for something. Anything. I cannot give into that urge ever again. I will not let them control me. That is what Einosuke desires. I will not give him that luxury.
After hours of my mind unable to stop thinking, I finally manage to fall asleep.
Monokuma Theatre!
Holy shit I still have a place in this story! And we're actually doing these! I haven't done this in a year because a certain somebody has been taking their sweet ass time actually writing this whole damn thing!
Ahem anyway...wait, what do you mean I have been canceled?! First, you give Mononeko, that boring bitch, the Killing Game and now you're taking away my theatre segments! Do you know that these are like the only source of true comic relief once we get to the serious shit!? Because apparently, my entire sense of humor is being as meta as humanly possible!
No, you cannot take me alive! I'll fight for my spot! I'll sue! The fans won't tolerate this outrage! Bob, avenge meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Wait, Bob is dead! Dammit Bob this is all your fault! I know I killed you but you shouldn't have done that shit in the first place!
At least let me make one salmon joke...
What do you mean salmon jokes are banned!? This is outrageous! I'm getting my lawyer! This isn't the last you heard from me!
Mononeko Theatre!
Wait, I don't want to do this. Monokuma wants this. Please let him do this. This is the only time I'm able to sleep.
Fine...I'll do it. I better get more catnip for this. Yawnnnnnnn. Or maybe I can take another catnap. I trust you kids are able to learn about the wonders of despair all by yourselves. I believe that you kids will be able to make the best Killing Game yet.
Fine, fine. I'll take it seriously...well. Your despair tip of the day is to believe in yourselves and you are able to do any murder you set your mind to. I think the Master would like thattttttt...uh, also please brush your teeth next time, Shiro. You're an adult I can't believe you forgot that.
Snoreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...snoreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...have fun? I don't know what you want me to do. Why do I have to do everything? It's such a chore. But I'll do it just for you.
"I'll do it...just for you." And then the blood pours.
Shiro wants a nap. Mononeko gave Shiro a nap. Simple as that.
Sorry for continuing to update very slowly but yeah my life is still Hell. My dad has terminal cancer now which is creating a lot of drama. And yep my life is very crazy aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. But yeah here's your reminder that I give more updates about the status of CS in the discord. Just ask me for the link if you want to join. Also, I still need a lot of help with the audiobook. Yeah, I know its taking forever but I don't ever know what I'm doing and feel like I'm just screaming at my computer screen hoping things somehow work out. AaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaa
Also, yeah, still new to these characters. If I got something off, please tell me. Also, Shiro is tsundere confirmed. It's not like Ayumu and Renkou are my friends, baka! I totally don't want to hang out with them more, baka!
QOTC: Which Norse God is your favorite? Ayumu is asking for research purposes.
Req's Rec: DanganRonpa: International Division by TebbyKun
Reviews~
AnonChan1: Yes, Naoko got some of her traumatic experiences erased so she wouldn't be scared of men (if you were wondering how they did that). Team Danganronpa are the Ultimate Gaslighters. Shiro needs fucking therapy but won't admit that to himself even while he hallucinates. Shiro: Grooming? I'm not a dog. SHIRO NO. It's because Shiro totally doesn't value them or anything and yeah he doesn't want friends he totally wants pawns. AITO CAN DO WHATEVER HE WANTS! Shiro can't read a room so yeah he can't pick up on cues if anybody is messing with him most of the time. That's because Shiro will not admit he's lost ever. Yes, I made Mononeko lazy because she's a cat. I'm mostly making fun of my old cat Sky who was the bestest of boys but wouldn't do anything lol. Yes, Sky, you're the bestest of boys~ Shiro has so much trauma but his dumbass won't ever admit it. Hallucinating little girls is perfectly normal. Mononeko is much nicer than Monokuma but she still wants these children to kill each other. Exploring Mononeko is honestly going to be fun because I wanted to write about a mascot that is more sympathetic and relatable than Monokuma. I personally call the kid the Girl in Red. Pon-chan is currently hiding in the vents because Shiro won't stop being a dick towards her. I LOVE IT TOO SHIRO THINKS HES MATURE BUT THEN LITERALLY GETS IN A HISSING FIGHT WITH A CAT! I wanna laugh so much because Shiro continues to be Shiro and I love him he's my baby.
This is Committee Saga they always run into problems. Shiro will try to beat everybody using his 'logic' and get owed but blame it on something else. I too also want to punch the transphobic piece of shit known as Einosuke. Shiro has natural dad energy that he tries to suppress but can't when he sees the goddamn shoes. SUZUNAMI HAS THE BEST JOKES AND PUNS AND HELPS ME WITH THE VINE COMPS. The Meme Squad is pure chaotic energy and I love them. Shiro may be an overthinker but he is genuinely smart. Himura, remember ACAB. I would love to be in that rainforest restaurant. There are happy butterflies...in Where Butterflies Never Despair. The Italics are always not good things. Shouko is a baby even though she only appears in one scene. LET'S BEAT UP EINOSUKE TOGETHER! Chika and Sora are admiring the view while everybody else is running around like headless chickens. The Amari family is known for their candy so it is a tough subject for Shiro and all of his unresolved trauma. Thanks so much, I like fucking with the audience. We can hang out together Anon while we hope the DiOS cast doesn't blow up the ship. Aito is Aito and Aito does whatever Aito wants. I will hurt the boy. RATSCAL WILL NEVER DIE ESPECIALLY NOT BLOWN UP FUBUKI. Shiro is like...I should marry somebody and get rid of this A. Instead of Etsuko, they can visit other dad Touki.
Shiro will never stop being a cynic...or maybe Renkou and Ayumu will finally get through to him. Shiro needs hug...hug him Renkou! Sadly Einosuke is still on Earth so nobody can hang him up from his entrails. Asuka only wants her children to please not blow up the entire ship. I'm going to make so many people cry with this story and SORRY NOT SORRY. WHEN IN FEAR REMEMBER KANESHIRO DOING KANESHIRO! The beans have been mentioned and Mononeko is best girl. DAMMIT REQ YES! Akita, please stop dying how the fuck did I make your death even worse in the audiobook. Kotori and Ayano Kirigiri are sharing a special place in Hell together because they won't stop touching the cinnamon rolls. I would die for the Meme Squad as well but then I remember I'm me so they're fucked. KOBI IS THE GIANT BALL OF FLOOF WE NEED IN THESE TRYING TIMES! Shiro accidentally adopts like thirty children. REQ YES!
TheRoseShadow21-Idola Circus is great and more people should listen to it. Thanks so much. :D I'm waiting for people to read back and go GODDAMMIT REQ WHAT THE FUCK YOU MAD LASS