Taka: Who the fuck-
Seizo: Language!
Taka: Whom the fuck-
Seizo: No.
"Okay, maggots listen up!" Mari announced. "Today, we're going to make a roleplay server!" She then dramatically pointed to the clearly annoyed Ultimate Pilot. "And you are going to be my assistant!"
"... Mari, it's three in the fucking morning," Taka complained as he demanded Hiiro to pour another cup of coffee, to which he reluctantly did. Hiiro sneakily dipped his middle finger into the coffee before serving it to him.
On a particular night at Hope's Peak Academy, this class was rudely awoken by a certain Ultimate Runway Model, who forced everyone out of their dorms and into the common room. Everyone, to a certain degree, was pissed off, with yawns and groans filling the whole room. Their hairs were absolute disasters and pajamas messed up from being pushed around by the blonde. Mari couldn't care less, with her Zictoria's Zecret silk pajamas and her makeup perfectly done. She was having a great day already, and she isn't going to let these peasants ruin it for her.
"Ahem. Well..." Mari pulls out a laptop from god knows where and places it on the coffee table. She opens it up to reveal an Accord server with a poorly made Microsoft paint server icon. "I just want us to have fun and make a story together! Become best buddies you know? Is there anything wrong with that?"
Shiro's eyes focused on the computer. "I-I don't know. I'm not really a r-roleplay kind of person..."
Hiiro places the coffee pot down and plops down on the couch next to Shiro. "I AGREE CAN I GO TO SLEEP NOW SNSFSFSFSNFSNFS."
"I second to Shiro's statement," Leonia raised her hand. "I don't "roleplay" or whatever you call it. I don't have time for these types of activities."
"Shut up! You think you're so much better than us!" Mari sneered. Seizo slid his hand down his face in annoyance. How ironic is that statement...
The actor rubbed the sleep from his eyes. "So, okay. Two questions. One, why did you wake us up this early for a dumb roleplay server? Second, what roleplay are we even doing?"
The model flipped her hair confidently and smirked. "For the first question, I just couldn't wait to share this idea to you guys so I just had to show it to you now! For the second question, we're doing..."
She paused as if she was expecting someone to do a drumroll and presented her idea. "Iiiiit's..."
Adoration Island...?
...
"Are you serious?" Taka facepalmed.
"I mean... I guess it could be exciting?" Koko said as she yawned deeply.
"Not, "I think", Koko dear. It will be exciting," Mari replied with the most serious look she has ever had. Koko nervously giggled and tried to hold back her fifth yawn.
"I mean, do we have to make original characters or are there already predetermined roles?" Evelyn sighed.
Fran suddenly stood up in excitement. "Oh! We should make our own characters. It'll be much more fun that way."
"Hmm... Eh, I don't mind," Mari shrugged. "But you all better make them interesting as fuck, or else you'll be left out!" She then proceeded to strut herself back to her room along with the laptop.
"... Wait, why am I the assistant?" Taka yelled.
Mari poked her head out of her doorframe. "Because I said so! Now obey me!"
The door slammed shut.
"W-Well, I guess after classes we can write o-out our characters?" Nadia suggested, her tone strangely excited. Everyone reluctantly and non-verbally agreed to the daredevil's plan and went back to sleep.
...
Well... except a few people.
"I'm going to make the best OC out there."
"Good luck with that."
"I promise you, I'll be able to finish it pretty quickly."
"Alright, students! Class is over!" Their professor announced. "Don't forget, your talent exams in a month, so be prepared!"
"Finally! My hair was getting frazzled from the humidity!" Mari complained as everyone was packing up to leave.
Seizo scoffed, putting his script in his bag. "But we're in a classroom."
The model glared at the actor in disgust. "I'll choke you to death with my 10 feet heels if you utter another word."
"Geez, alright." bitch
As Seizo waved goodbye to Mari, to which she half-heartedly waved back with her fingers, he returned to his dorm and sat at his desk. He hadn't checked his computer that morning, so he noticed a notification on his Accord. He clicked it and realized it was Mari's invite to the server. The first channel that was displayed wasn't a #welcome channel (rude), it was an #application-rules channel. It was a basic application, nothing too big and nothing too small either. Scratching his head, he opened up Moogle Docs and cracked his fingers.
"Alright, time to get to work," Seizo said to himself and began typing.
...
Three hours pass.
Seizo stretched his arms and sighed in relief. "Finally done! Only took a day. Not too shabby!"
He DMed his work to Taka, who supposedly had the job of reviewing these applications, much to the pilot's protests.
Prince Kirishima: Here's my app. Have fun lmao.
Ultimate Fucking Pilot: Fuck you.
Well, it's in his hands now... Seizo thought, ignoring the obvious insult. He checked the open roles, and it looks like almost everyone had already submitted it as well.
Except for a few.
Hiiro, Leonia, Fran, and Evelyn hadn't said a word on the server yet. Other than seeing each other in the hallways, they haven't spoken much.
Hmm... I guess we don't have to start now... Seizo thought with optimism. He closed his school laptop and went to take a shower.
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"It has been 2 months, where's your OC!?" Mari fumed at Hiiro. Seizo completely forgot about the roleplay server at this point so he was surprised with her sudden outburst.
"I have like a whole sentence done," Hiiro said triumphantly. "I'll get it to you soon."
Mari rolled her eyes in disbelief. "Oh yeah, 2 whole months and only one sentence. You are sure going to finish soon."
Shiro (?) twitched his eyebrow and stepped in between Mari and Hiiro. Seizo could only guess that Kuro has taken over to protect his boyfriend I mean friend what.
"Leave him alone, he could've been just busy in his coffee shop," now Kuro interjected. The model scoffed and stomped out of the room. Kuro gave her the middle finger and turned back to Hiiro.
"You know I can't keep protecting you forever. How far are you on your app really? I don't really believe you only have one sentence done," Kuro sighed with concern.
The barista looked away from the occultist and said nervously, "Uhh, when I meant only a sentence, I actually kind of meant it?"
Koko, who was sitting a few desks away from him, sighed in disappointment. "Kuro, make sure he gets it done. I don't want Mari to go on a killing spree. As much as she annoys us, this can finally be a chance for us to become better friends on the roleplay server."
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"Okay it's been 5 months," Taka sighed. "Hiiro, Fran, and Leonia haven't submitted- oh wait, Leonia submitted hers just now."
Mari jumped up from her seat excitedly. "Really!? Wow, I guess she isn't really as much of a bitch as I thought she was!"
The pilot rolled his eyes and opened the attachment from Mari's DM's. It turned out to be a 20k word document filled with the most detailed application anyone has ever seen. It was as if an overqualified person applied to a low-end part-time job and ended up writing the most intricate resume ever. Mari physically gagged and covered her mouth. Taka looked at her in disgust with what he just witnessed.
"So... many... words..." Mari said, looking like she's about to faint. "Why did she have to write a whole fucking essay?"
"Why are you complaining? I have to read this shi-," Taka abruptly shut his mouth realizing his mistake, but it was too late.
Mari perked up. "Oh! I forgot about that! Tootles!" she said and ran out of Taka's bedroom.
I want to fucking burn my mouth. Taka slammed his head onto his desk and accepted his fate.
"Hey, Seizo," Hiiro greeted. Seizo ran up to him and grabbed him by the shoulders frantically.
"Run. She's after you. Save yourself," Seizo said, breathing heavily as if he just ran a mile. Hiiro cocked his head in confusion.
"Wait, where's Taka? Shouldn't he be with her?" The barista shrugged his shoulders.
Seizo shook his head rapidly. "He's dead. He starved to death from reading Leonia's 20k application. Mari killed her. You're next on her shit list." The actor flinched when he heard loud screeching from the end of the hall.
"BITCH IT'S BEEN SEVEN WHOLE MONTHS I WILL POP A CAP IN YOUR ASS!" the model yelled like she was screeching her war cry. Seizo pushed Hiiro aside and started sprinting.
"She's not after me so every man for himself!" Seizo's voice echoed through the hallways as he turned the corner. Hiiro on the other hand, realizing how serious Mari was taking that threat. He stumbled to get up, but it was too late. Mari's 10 ft high heels were right in front of him, ready to bash his whole skull in.
"Are you ready to die, Hiiro?" Mari smirked, an insane look on her face. "Or do you have any last words?"
The barista, unsure of what to say, resorted to his one and only phrase he could say at the time...
"I have a paragraph done sndndndndfndfdnfdfndnf :/-"
SMASH!
...
"Alrighty sweeties! Let's start our roleplay!" Mari said gleefully. Everyone was in the common room with their laptops booted up.
Red Herring Clara: "What!? We were the worst couple according to the public!"
Prince Kirishima: "I guess they just couldn't see our charm..."
Monocoins: "Laaaadies and gentlemen! The public has spoken! Minato (Seizo) and Mami (Clara) are eliminated! Guess they won't be able to have the reward of membership at the HFH ENTERPRISE BANK."
Cannon is Bae: "S-Sonoda, the bank doesn't exist here..."
Monocoins: "I will make it so there is. :pepestab:"
Strangely, everyone seemed to have fun. Laughs were exchanged, conversations stirred about the next roleplay date, and jokes were told. Everyone became good friends!
Well... except for the three dead people.
This is an overexaggerated joke don't come for me :feelsdeadman:
