Chapter 1: The Culling: Act One
9:24 A.M Day One
Amusement Park
Despair Coaster (Car 13)
"Yeesh wake up you damn stinking brats! We're on a tight schedule today!" An impatient and gruff voice exclaimed over a speaker.
A young girl no older than nine began to slowly stir.
She had platinum blonde hair that was tied back into a ponytail, it was held in place by a pink scrunchie.
She had a light tan complexion, and was exactly four feet tall. She wasn't at all overweight nor was she scrawny, but just a healthy build for her age.
She sported a pair of black cargo pants, velcro shoes, a button-up green shirt, and a dark green jacket with a hood. She had a digital watch on her right wrist, and a large satchel was rested around her shoulder.
"Huh? What's going on?" The blonde murmured as she blinked her eyes open.
The little girl was met with a rather bizarre sight.
She found herself seated aboard a massive roller-coaster. The Coaster itself sported twenty rows of cars, with five seats in each row. Each of these cars were packed to capacity, for a total of one hundred individuals.
Annabelle found herself pivoting her head back and forth in curiosity, as she looked between the collection of teenagers that surrounded her.
Many of them were beginning to stir as well as hushed whispers, and a sense of confusion began to quickly sweep throughout the group.
"Whoa what is this all of this? I'm pretty sure I would remember coming to a place like this." The girl mused as she stared over the side of the car to see a horrifying sight.
They were suspended some hundred feet into the air, and the ground below seemed to be littered with cruel looking spikes. These spikes stood nearly six feet in height, and lay scattered all along the grassy pit below.
Beyond this spiraling coaster, lay a colossal theme park. In the far distance eerie carnival music could be heard playing.
"Hey it's going to be alright little one. I'm sure there's some perfectly good explanation for all of this." A soothing voice said from a couple of seats away.
Annabelle peered past two boys as she saw a teenage girl with wheat blonde hair. It was styled into a braid that tapered off just below her shoulders. The girl had grayish-blue eyes and a pale complexion. She was quite voluptuous, the bars of the car dug into her ample chest. Her arms and cheeks were sprinkled with freckles. She wore a white off the shoulder shirt, with three-fourth sleeves. She also had on a purple wraparound skirt with a sash tied into a knot. She had on a pair of white three inch heels, but they were barely visible. In addition three purple flowers were tucked into the front of her hair, and a silver locket rested around her neck.
"Don't treat me like a little kid okay?" Annabelle huffed though a smile still played on her little face. "My name is Annabelle Lupin, and I'm the Ultimate Forensic Investigator! "I'mma solve the mystery of how we got here, just you watch!"
The older girl smiled fondly. "An Ultimate at your age? That's so incredible. You should be very proud of yourself Anna."
The little girl seemed a bit flustered by the praise, her cheeks flushed slightly as she kicked her legs around her car. "Thanks. So who are you?" she asked before gazing around the car at the other occupants.
"My name is Tiana Blake, and I'm known as the Ultimate Dominatrix." she said with a tender expression, before earning a scoff from a girl next to her.
"Gross. I thought being an Ultimate was suppose to be classy, but I guess they'll let anyone in these days." The dark haired girl muttered.
"Hey don't be a big bully! I bet Tiana is super cool!" Annabelle said with a little pout as she tensed slightly in her seat.
"Kid do you even know what a Dominatrix is?" One of the two boys muttered under his breath.
The other boy groaned. "Just let it go man. We can save the meetings for later, we need to figure out what the hell is going on here."
As if in response to the boy's statement the loud voice they'd heard earlier could be heard once more, it seemed to echo throughout the colossal Theme park around them.
"Welcome one and all to the most despair inducing place on earth! You're probably shitting yourselves, wondering how you ended up in this place. Don't you worry yourselves, that will come soon enough." A bark of laughter could be heard echoing throughout the park. "I believe it's time for a little exposition capeche? You see all of you are candidates, that were meant to be scouted for the Class of 81-A of Hope's Peak Academy. Normally the scout in charge would have picked Sixteen of you to comprise a single class. Whelp unfortunately he's not here, so we've gotta find our own way of picking your classmates. A true way of slimming the herd. This bear really enjoys games of chance, so that's exactly how we're going to play this. When this coaster reaches it's end, only those remaining will get to enter and play the next game." A howl of laughter could be heard across the park's PA system.
"Only those remaining? What the heck is he talking about?!" One of the boys in the car asked, as suddenly the coaster began to churn to life.
Within mere seconds the nature of the game presented itself. A red light began to suddenly flicker throughout each of the one hundred seats.
It landed in the middle of their car first, as the seat in question was suddenly ejected.
The boy in question let out a horrifying scream, as he was sent hurtling towards the ground as the coaster continued to pick up steam.
Screams began to fill the coaster from the traumatized teens, as with each few seconds more seats were ejected sending their occupants hurtling to the ground and certain doom.
"W-What? T-This can't be happening." Annabelle breathed in a stunned voice as she squirmed loose of the restraints, just as the the red light stopped on her seat.
Her lips quivered as she felt herself being launched upward, only to suddenly be yanked back down.
Tiana was still restrained to her seat, but she held a whip in her hand that was now wrapped around the girl's leg.
Annabelle teetered perilously for a couple of seconds, before the older girl pulled her in.
The Ultimate Dominatrix protectively wrapped her free arm around the child's petite waist, as the girl on the other side of her was ejected a moment later.
Her ear piercing scream joined the cacophony still on the coaster.
"W-What's going to happen?" The little girl's shoulders trembled as the air whipped at her small frame.
"Nothing. Just close your eyes. That is an order." Tiana said as she gently rubbed the girl's back. Her eyes warily watched as the red light continued to flicker between each of the seats, before randomly arriving on yet another seat in a car behind them.
9:25 A.M Day One
Amusement Park
Despair Coaster (Car 1)
At the very front of the coaster sat a short and thin girl with circular blue rimmed glasses.
She had black hair that typically was tied up in a bun, however it now flew wildly past her shoulder blades. She had blues eyes, and was extremely pale. She sported a baggy royal blue sweat shirt, black jeans that were ripped at the knees, and black flip flops. She had a black pack slung around her shoulders, that ruffled wildly as the coaster sped onward.
Her teeth chattered as she continued to repeat something softly, as the screams around her grew more substantial. "Sixteen goes into one hundred, six and one quarter times. Based on percentages the math is simple. Chance of survival is only sixteen percent." she said as someone next to her was jettisoned as the coaster hit a curve. "Every seat launched, raises the probability of survival substantially."
A sickening crunch could be heard as the recently ejected seat careened into the death pit below. The howl of despair was drowned out, as the coaster never ceased it's parade forward.
"Jesus would you fucking knock it off? This is horrible enough without you reminding me every other second!" A girl a few seats away remarked with an annoyed expression.
The other girl was lean and a few inches taller, with a slightly athletic had unkempt spiky shoulder length hair. Her hair was black at the roots, but diverged to a dyed white blonde on her side bangs and the tips of her ponytail. Her ponytail itself was held in place by a red hair tie, and her bangs blew around her face wildly. She had yellow eyes and a fair skin tone.
She wore a knee-length dark red collar coat with four black buttons over a long-sleeved white blouse with light red trims and one right chest pocket, and a loose yellow ribbon tied around the collar. She also wore knee-length black shorts, a red belt with a golden yellow buckle, white socks, and black loafers. A golden wrist watched rested on her left wrist, with some sort of kanji scribbled beneath it.
"S-Sorry. I-It's the only thing I can think of, I feel like my heart is going to explode." The smaller girl admitted as the screams persisted, as the ominous light flickered past their seats.
"If it will keep you from chanting incessantly, I'm Tomoko Gisei. The Ultimate Shogi Player. Take a breath or something." she said curtly, before shutting her eyes.
The other girl regarded her a moment almost squinted, as she tried to examine the other girl's face. "I-I'm Maddison Maddox. B-But you can call me Maddie. I'm the Ultimate Mathematician. I'm really sorry, I'll try to be quiet." she sniffed as she rubbed at her eyes beneath her glasses, as another person next to her was launched into the air.
"Someone is launched every three seconds. Until only sixteen of us remain. How long will this ride be Maddie?" The Shogi Player asked as she kept her eyes shut, as the air whipped past her face.
The Mathematician pursed her lips a moment. "Approximately 252 seconds, or a little over 4 minutes." she responded in a jittery tone.
"Well best wishes to you. I do hope this isn't where I suffer my first loss." Tomoko said softly as the coaster approached another incline.
9:25 A.M Day One
Amusement Park
Despair Coaster (Car 8)
"Oh fuck me! This is the last time I touch any drugs. This shit is just too wild!" A silver haired boy yelled as he clutched at his seat for support.
His hair was short and spiked, with a series of long cyan hairs that looked like lighting bolts that stuck out above his hair. The strands were being swept back by the air rushing past them. He had yellow eyes and was slightly tanned. He was of a rather average build and height, with defined muscles throughout his entire frame.
He wore an almost pure white leather jacket, with the sleeves torn off. The back of the jacket was colored a dark gray tint with a watery reflection of the word Murai, underneath the word Mirage. In addition there's imagery of a lighting storm on the upper back of jacket. He wore a loose dark grey tank top underneath the jacket, a pair of white jeans that look very well worn with holes and tears in them, and turquoise combat boots that had metal latches on them.
In addition he had three gold earrings on the outer rim of his right ear, and has a single bronze ring in his left brow. He also wore a silver chain necklace, a single long turquoise glove on his right hand that goes up just past his elbow, and on the left hand he had a scarlet bandanna tied to his wrist.
"Argh I don't believe any such ailments are the cause of this. Well if ye are destined to walk the plank, pleasure to meet ye!" Another boy who sat next to him offered.
This boy had mint green hair that reached the base of neck, it was pulled together in a few messy braids at the back of his head. He had a few strands of black hair along his chin. His eyes were a dark green tint and he was extremely tanned. He was fairly muscular and lanky, as he was several inches taller than the other boy. He sported a silver jumpsuit, the upper body of the suit was tied around his waist. He wore a mint green tank shirt, that had a skull and crossbones design on it. A large Blue cloth was tied over the top of his right arm that covered from below his shoulder to his elbow. He also wore finger-less dark blue leather gloves that end mid way up his forearms. For his foot wear her sported black steel toed boots.
The boy also possessed some piercings with a silver stud piercing at the beginning of his right eyebrow, and Black stud snake bites piercings. His nails were also painted black. A blue cloth covered most of his hair and head. Only a few of his braids can be seen hanging from underneath the cloth. He also had a special waterproof leather backpack that was slung over his back. Most of his ring finger on his right hand was missing. His left forearm is covered in a large burn that reaches from his knuckles right past his elbow.
"Woah I know I'm tripping on some crazy shit now. I'm seeing pirates now!" The first boy laughed raucously. "Names Naruhiko Murai! Nice to fucking meet ya, I'm the Ultimate Punk Rock Musician! How bout you ? Let me guess Jack Sparrow?" his disjointed laughter was drowned out by more screams.
"Seems ye still don't grasp our situation. I can't fault ye for that. On the chance we don't get dragged to the Davy Jones' locker, My name is Kaizoku Dokuro. I'm the Ultimate Sailor, but I also like the sound of Ultimate Pirate." he said as he gripped his seat for support as the girl to his right was ejected out of her seat. "Poor lass. No one deserves such a cruel fate." he said with a somber expression as he stared at the now vacant spot.
"Yeah Yeah Yeah. Well it was nice meeting ya! I'm just gonna snooze till this crazy dream passes." Naruhiko muttered as he leaned his head forward.
Again the the loudspeakers crackled to life.
"Feel that despair settling over you? The game has only begun. Get comfy, this is gonna be a wild ride!" The loud voice could be heard again over the speakers.
9:26 A.M Day One
Amusement Park
Despair Coaster (Car 20)
Seated in the final car of the coaster was an armored individual. At first glance they could have been mistake for someone who stumbled out of a Renaissance festival, and yet the gear was entirely real.
They bore a large suit of silver medieval style armor. The suit itself is quite bulky with large pauldrons that resembled wings, and a flowing blue cape in the back. The back of the cape had the Hope's Peak Logo on it. The chest piece is embroidered with what appears to be a strange looking animal. The armored teen wore a tabard over the armor that has the crest of the Nevermind Royal Family along with Novoselic's flag. The gauntlets had a chain connected to them, to prevent the boy from being disarmed. The silver boots also have wings coming out, before flaring out. And finally the visored barbute style helmet was completely covered, with only their blue eyes being visible.
In addition a kite shield with the Nevermind Crest lays strapped against their back along with a large satchel. Strapped to their left side is an ornately crafted silver longsword, the cross shaped hilt flaring out to protect the hand. With a single sapphire resting in the center of the hilt. Several runes are written in along the blade in the teen's native tongue. The sheath is surprisingly worn, and appears to have been severely burnt.
The teen's brow furrowed beneath their helmet.
All of this was simply madness, surely it was some cruel joke.
And yet the screams that filled the sky around them were very real.
Someone would pay dearly for their heinous actions.
Unlike many of the others, The Ultimate Knight's seat had no such restraints as the armor Laris bore was so bulky it kept the blonde effectively stuck in the seat.
"N-No please. I-I don't want to die. I don't want to die!" A girl nearby sobbed uncontrollably. She was thin and almost frail looking. She had long black hair that while usually held up, was now flowing free down the middle of her back. Her bangs fluttered against the wind. She had a fair complexion with a sky blue eyes. She had a beauty mark right beneath her left eye. The girl also had rough calloused hands.
She wore a short sleeved white button down shirt, worn under a small grey corset vest. A full black skirt which had a piano pattern around the hem. A light grey sweater was worn over her shoulders and tied around her neck. A golden ribbon neck tie. A pair of white stockings with a black stripe at the end, that reached her mid thigh. Black mary jane's for shoes that were buttoned with a buckle in the shape of a golden treble clef.
"M'lady please do not fear. As the Ultimate Knight I will do everything in my power to protect you. My word is my bond, I have very little to offer but I can offer you that." The Knight said before settling a stare at the girl. "If it does not impose upon you, would you tell me your name M'lady?"
"I-It's Kanade. Kanade Kanaka. I-I'm the Ultimate Composer." The timid girl responded timidly, as her teeth sank into her bottom lip as her shoulders shivered.
"Even with our current circumstances, it is a pleasure to meet you Lady Kanaka. My name is Laris Nevermind, but should you so choose you can simply call me Sir Laris." The teen offered with a curt nod of their head.
"I-I see." The girl stammered as her lips quivered. She squeezed her eyes shut as the howls of despair and panic continued to resonate from around them.
"OOoof!" A soft voice exclaimed as suddenly a girl from one of the upper cars was sent hurtling backwards, she barely managed to catch her hands around the seat next to Laris.
She was a rather short and curvy girl with a large bosom and generous hips, though she had some visible muscles on her arms and legs. She had a few freckles on her cheeks and nose. The girl had a light beige complexion and lavender hair that was styled in a short razor bob style.
She wore a Burgundy Faux Shearing Lined Hooded Coat, and a Lt Racer Blue/Volt Nike Pro Girls' Cool Fitted Graphic T-Shirt. She also wore a navy blue Girls Solid Box Pleat, below the Knee Skirt. She had an interesting pair of padded gloves that seemed custom made, along with a pair of black tennis shoes that also seemed handmade. On her back rested a sturdy looking walking stick that was strapped to her back by a leather piece.
The most peculiar thing was that her eyes were a glassy onyx tint. It was clear even upon a casual observation, that she was blind.
"Woah this feels really chilly. Where are we?" She asked as she was still suspended horizontally.
Laris without hesitation extended the chain from his gauntlets, before securing it around her waist. "Please remain calm M'lady, I won't let you fall."
"M'lady? I'm not that special ya know? I'm just Shiho Jiyu, The Ultimate Runner at your service!" She said with a giddy expression.
"Well Miss Shiho you seem to be taken this all in stride." Laris said as he gently pulled her towards him, before securing his arms around her. "Just keep that up and we'll make it through this."
The blind girl tilted her head slightly, as she felt herself being pressed against cold metal. "My sensors are on the fritz so I have no idea what's happening. Wait are you a robot? That's really cool if you are."
"Robot? No M'lady I'm a Knight, formally in service to the Kingdom of Novoselic. You can call me Laris." he said as the wind howled past them.
"A knight?! REALLY?! That's even cooler!" The girl exclaimed jubilantly. "Um I heard something weird over the speakers. Do you think you can tell me what's happening though?"
"I-I don't think you w-want to know." Kanade stammered from her seat as her teeth chattered nervously.
"Lady Kanaka is right. Please Miss Shiho just remain calm, and I will provide any answers as soon as this madness comes to an end." Laris said in a soothing voice.
Of course the Knight had no way of knowing the madness was just about to really begin.
9:26 A.M Day One
Amusement Park
Despair Coaster (Car 4)
Near the front of the roller-coaster sat a large muscular boy. His arms and shoulders rippled with muscles. He had vivid orange hair that was shaggy and curly, it reached down to his lower neck. He had a pale complexion and brown eyes. He wore a blue and red hockey jersey, with red body with blue lettering. It contained his former high school mascot logo, a bull on the front. He also wore a pair of light blue jeans and silver runner sneakers. On his left wrist he wore a bracelet made of beads.
"I'm into intense sports, but this is just bloody crazy eh?" a boy asked as he peered over at one of the remaining people in his car.
To say the girl seated there was beautiful would be an understatement.
She had long shapely legs, wide hips and an ample bosom. However she was still well toned throughout her arms and legs. Her skin was a health pink color, and her eyes were a striking violent tint. Her hair was a glossy black color and split in two opposite directions, as it cascaded down her back to her hips. She had a mole on her left cheek that only accentuated her appearance. She wore a purple halter dress, that further emphasized her bosom, with a violet sash tied around her waist under an open pink pea coat, with black tights with pink mid calf boots. She had a pair of sunglasses over her head, a pair of butterfly shaped purple earrings, a grey scarf around her neck, and a grey shoulder strap purse.
The girl despite their perilous situation seemed oddly calm. She tilted her head ever so slightly, as an almost bored expression flitted to her pristine face.
"Oh my, where are my modals? Bonjour my name is Chloe Bellemort, you may or may not have heard about me, but at least in Europe people call me the Ultimate Fashion Designer. You are free to just call me Chloe." She offered as she pushed the bars up, before eying the various seats.
"Woah wait a second. You think that's a good idea? I mean what if you fall? How did you even get out of those bars?" The orange haired boy asked as he squirmed at his own restraints.
"So many questions. Suffice it to say, I feel safer with fate in my own hands, then in the hands of chance. Freedom over fate." The girl said as she sprang out of her seat, as it was promptly launched skyward. She calmly gripped a seat in front of her as she hung perilously.
The boy's eyes widened. "Seriously? How the heck did you do that? Think you can get me out of here?"
The raven haired girl effortlessly lunged over, before landing atop his seat.
She hovered only a few inches above him. "Now Now. I imagine you're quite a strong one, but I doubt that strength would do you much good in this situation. Since your seat is the only one left in this car, we'll be sharing it for the time being. Oh again I forget myself, what did you say your name was?" she asked a sweet smile spread across her soft features.
The boy let out a dry chuckle. "Heh my name is Patrick Walsh, people call me the Ultimate Hockey Star. I have to say this situation sucks, but having a beautiful girl on top of me is making the situation a lot better."
"Then enjoy the moment as it will likely be a fleeting one Patrick." The Fashion Designer said in a disinterested tone.
She tilted her head to watch as another seat in the car behind them was sent hurtling through the air.
"Just who the heck are you eh? I mean I didn't know fashion designers could move around like that." Patrick mused as he raised an eyebrow in confusion.
Chloe offered a slightly bemused expression. "No need to trouble yourself with those details. If your seat is ejected, such queries will be the least of your worries."
"Ugh right. Thanks for the pep talk." The grumbled as the coaster slowed for a moment as it began to creep up a steep incline.
9:27 A.M Day One
Amusement Park
Despair Coaster (Car 9)
Near the middle of the roller-coaster sat a very slim short girl. Her limbs were scrawny and her entire frame was petite. Her normally straight brown hair was whipping around wildly. Her skin had an odd luster that almost resembled wood due to the sheen. She wore a worn out looking jean jacket over a baggy long sleeved black shirt, along with a light blue skirt that reached her shins. She had on tube socks and shiny black shoes. Her face best described as doll like and inexpressive.
She cradled a traditional-looking ventriloquist dummy with peach skin, blue eyes, and brown hair tied into two pig-tails. The slightly unsettling part was that the doll was dressed exactly like her owner.
"B-Becky what's going to happen to us? I-I don't want to die. Even if this world is horrible, I don't want to die like this." The girl stammered.
A pause followed before a more blunt and confident voice spoke. "Would you relax dummy? Just stick with me Dolls and you'll be just fine."
"Uh excuse me little miss? Are you alright? If you feel the need to cry or get anything off your shoulders, Please don't hesitate to do so." A masculine voice could be heard from the opposite side of the car.
The frail girl tilted her head to see a boy with sky blue hair and light gray eyes starring at her. He was lightly tanned and had a lean build. His hair was of a modest length and was quite messy. He had cruel looking scars on his arms, that were visible due to the air whipping at his clothes. He wore a short-sleeved light purple, Heliotrope T-shirt with long gray sleeves stitched inside those sleeves. He also wore a simple pair of blue jeans and white sneakers.
He offered her a gentle expression. "Sorry I know this isn't a great time for introductions, but my name is Haruto Shinta. I'm the Ultimate Parental Figure, admittedly I wish I was the Ultimate Father Figure. That being said, please try to remain calm. I'm sure this madness will be over soon enough. Feel free to vent if there's anything you need to get off your chest."
"Hey who asked you to stick your damn nose into our business?" A voice murmured as Dolly held her 'dummy' up. "Dolly is under my protection ya got it?"
The creation looked slightly annoyed, as it seemingly stared at Haruto.
"I-I'm terribly s-sorry. B-Becky here gets r-really protective of me." The girl stuttered horribly as she bit the inside of her cheek. "I-I'm Dolly Dewitt, and I'm the Ultimate Ventriloquist." She managed before letting out a whimper as a boy seated between them was launched into the sky.
"Hey it's okay. Just take a deep breath. I'll do it with you alright?" Haruto said as he tried to keep his composure. "One, Two, Three.." he said as he took a short breath. "It's gonna be alright Dolly, we'll get you and Becky to safety in no time."
"And they call me a dummy! If anyone is gonna get Dolls here to safety it'll be me!" Becky said before gesturing at her diminutive frame.
Any further responses were interrupted by the speakers in the park coming to life once more.
"Sheesh I've heard of painting the town red, but this is crazy. The pit of Despair is turning into a pool down there. Don't get too comfy though kiddos. This ride isn't over yet!" A wild laughter could be heard, before abruptly being drowned out by even more screams.
At this point over half of the occupants had already been sent hurtling from the coaster.
Much like the voice had said, the ground below was littered with the mangled and bloodied bodies of those unfortunate souls.
Despite the horror of the situation, it was far from over.
9:27 A.M Day One
Amusement Park
Despair Coaster (Car 13)
"O-Oh dear. I think I'm going to. Oh god I'm going to be sick." A boy wheezed as he covered his mouth, as he stared at the grotesque scene that littered the ground below the tracks.
The nauseous boy was lean and skinny. His skin tone was very pale and he had striking green eyes. His dark orange hair was rather short and ended at his neck. It was neatly trimmed with some hair strands spiked and curled up almost like devil horns, and two strands framing his face that curl a bit outward. The strands of hair whipped wildly as the air hit him. He had two long scars on both of his arms.
He wore a light grey dress shirt that was buttoned all the way, with the sleeves cuffed. He also sported an orange and brown diamond striped sweater vest, a red and white diagonally stripped tie, beige dress pants that were slightly crinkled, white socks with brown dress shoes that are neatly polished to a shine. He also sported a black beret that he had to had to restrain to keep from flying off. A few pencils lined his dress pocket.
The boy's eyes widened in horror as he saw the light flickering down the column of cars again. He managed to squirm free of the restraints, just as the light stopped on his car.
"Death is like a fleeting shadow, let it be gone." he whispered under his breath, before he felt a hand reach out and grasp his forearm.
He was pulled away at the last second as the seat he'd been in, was ejected into the air.
The orange haired boy panted, as he found his cheek resting against another boy's chest.
The second boy was absolutely breathtaking.
He was tall and had a lithe build. He could easily be mistaken for a model. He had very pale, with almost white skin. It offered a strong contrast, to his muted honey-amber eyes. His neck-length short black hair was styled in parted bangs, with one side covering the right side of his face. The other boy averted the other side of his face, as the air caused his hair to whip wildly. Faint eyeliner and mascara could be seen around his one visible eye.
He was dressed rather stylishly. He wore a cashmere beige turtleneck, beneath an unbuttoned white overcoat. His tailored dark brown trousers were complemented by a black belt and he sported a pair of leather oxford shoes. As for accessories, he had on a cooper analog watch, and a pair of white satin gloves.
"I do hope you're alright. I apologize if I was at all rough. Oh dear, where are my manners? My name is Soo Yeong Moon, and I am the Ultimate Plastic Surgeon. Charmed to meet you, even under the current circumstances."
"W-Wait you're called Doctor Miracle aren't you?" The orange haired boy asked as he felt heat creeping to his face, from his close proximity to the other boy.
"Oh? You have already heard of me before? Indeed, "Dr. Miracle" is a nickname that all my patients use to call me. Should we survive this horrible endeavor, I can make you even more beautiful if you want. So, what do you want? A face lift? Some liposuction? An augmentation to a specific place? Some Botox to take off all your wrinkles?" he asked before his eye crinkled slightly. "Of course I merely jest. You are in no need of such a procedure. Are you well?"
The other boy numbly nodded his head. "Y-Yes I couldn't be better." he laughed nervously as another scream caused him to bury his face into the other boy's chest. "O-Oh god when is this going to stop?"
The Plastic Surgeon offered a sympathetic smile. "Unfortunately I have no way of knowing that. Just talk in the meantime, to keep ourselves distracted. Can you tell me your name?"
"I-It's Utano Kakimasu, I'm not nearly as special as you but I'm known as the Ultimate Poet." The smaller boy murmured.
"Now Now. There's no need to be so hard on yourself. Try to calm yourself Utano. The last thing we should do is panic right now." The handsome boy breathed as he gently patted the other boy on the back.
"W-We shouldn't panic?! When the fuck is it alright to panic?" A girl next to him stammered before a look of horror filled her eyes.
The Plastic Surgeon started to extend a hand, but it was in vain as the girl was ejected along with her seat.
The girl's fate was even more gruesome then some of the rest. Her seat and body collided with part of the track itself, leaving a bloody smear in it's wake.
9:28 A.M Day One
Amusement Park
Despair Coaster (Car 16)
"Oh this is just bollocks!" A boy with short unkempt dirty blonde hair exclaimed as he gripped the seat in front of him. He was of an average build if not slightly lanky. He had a beige skin tone with brown eyes.
He wore his old private school uniform with black shoes, matching pants, a white button up shirt with a black tie. He also sported a brown trench coat instead of a school issued jacket. On his left wrist a gold watch could be seen.
"Aww I really like your accent! Let me guess Irish? No that's not right. Scottish? Oh that's totally right isn't it?" A girl a seat away asked in a bubbly voice.
She was extremely tall and lean. She had a pale complexion with bright blue eyes and long pink hair. It was normally pulled into braids, but it currently whipped behind her. She wore a long strapless white dress, with green and yellow details, both on the belly and chest region. She wore a pair of white sandals. She had a pair of glasses that were secured by a simple band. Also around her throat rested a silver necklace that resembled a rose and thorns. She had a small stone in the middle of her forehead, that appeared to be a ruby.
"Seriously? We're on the verge of death and all you can bloody do is focus on my accent?" The boy sighed as he shook his head.
"Hey don't be that way. No matter what happens, life is too short to spend every moment panicking about things we can't control. It's very nice to meet you, My name is Churi Aikawa, and I'm the Ultimate Love Guru." She said as she patted her cheeks with her hands.
The dirty blonde ran a hand down his face, as more screams could be heard in the cars in front of them. He had to raise his voice to be heard. "Fine whatever. I'm Lachlan Kenway, I'm the Ultimate Investigative Journalist. Hopefully my mug won't be plastered on some obituary tomorrow."
"Tch I'm sure this is all some sort of sick gimic. Some sort of reality stunt. There's no way anyone would actually do something like this." A second boy said from the far side of the car.
He had short messy black hair, fair skin, and brown eyes. He had an average build, though he was clearly fit.
He wore a crisp white race-car driver outfit with all sorts of sponsorships on it. In addition the German national flag was represented in stripes on one of his sleeves. He had a pair of sunglasses that rested on his forehead along with a red scarf around his neck.
"You seem pretty certain about that. This reminds me a lot of the Killing Game broadcast though." Lachlan said as her gritted his teeth. "Shit was getting out of hand, who knows what's possible."
The other boy scowled. "Perhaps they would subject some no name like you to this, but I am Otto Von Skylar. I am the son of the Skylar Motor Company. I am the Ultimate Race Car Driver. No one would kill me, not when they could ransom me for a fortune."
"My My. You really are a celebrity! Though we need to work on your personality if you want to find a proper relationship!" The Love Guru exclaimed.
The Investigator rolled his eyes as he scratched at his ear. "If we survive this mess, I guess we'll see if your name means shit."
Otto offered a smug expression as the coaster began to climb it's final stretch. "You'll see soon enough that my name means everything. If you beg me enough, I might try to attain your release as well."
Before either of the two could respond, the speakers churned to life again.
"Damn you kids, you're fairing better than I anticipated. There's way more faces left than I expected. That actually grinds my fucking gears. Hang on tight, this ride isn't over yet." A cackle could be heard reverberating throughout the massive park.
The Roller Coaster began to spiral down yet another track.
With each passing second the screams and the cries became more and more muted, as now a majority of the seats now lay empty.
9:28 A.M Day One
Amusement Park
Despair Coaster (Car 18)
Near the back of the coaster rested yet another car that was now only occupied by two people. The seats around them had already been ejected throughout the perilous ride.
The first was a boy with dark blood red hair. His hair was sort, straight and prickly, his eyes were the same tint as his hair. His skinned was light tanned and he had dense musculature throughout his body. However he seemingly suffered some sort of hardship. His left leg had been amputated through the hip, while his right arm was missing from the shoulder. He had various scarring around his dismembered areas, but was nevertheless tall.
He wore a comfortable, red plaid hoodie with a steel zipper. His hoodie was unzipped, and its left sleeve was rolled up, while the right sleeve was tied off where the triceps would be with a pastel pink ribbon and dangles by itself. Underneath his hoodie, he wore a white "I Heart You" t-shirt. He wore well-worn dark blue jeans, with an identical, pastel pink ribbon wrapped around the empty left pant leg where the upper mid-thigh would be. Finally, he wore a single black running shoe with black shoelaces. The boy also carried a pair of a thin, black-rimmed pair of glasses inside a plain, black glasses case. Around his neck and tucked underneath his shirt, was a fine steel chain with two golden rings attached to it. Wrapped around his left pant leg of his jeans was another identical ribbon to the one on his right sleeve. He also wears a single black Kevlar glove on his left hand.
The boy gritted his teeth as he gripped his restraints with his one good hand. "It seems fortune smiled upon us. I don't believe I caught your name." he said as he tilted his chin to regard the girl next to him.
She was rather thin, but possessed an ample bust, and was well toned from a casual glance. She had long flowing black hair that reached down to her hip. She had very pale skin and grey eyes.
She wore a long sleeved white wool sweater, black sweatpants and matching black flats. A deck of Tarot cards rested in bother her breast and sweatpant's pockets.
"Oh right...well...my name is Seikatsu Tabi. I was told that I would serve well as the Ultimate Tarotologist, but I'm nowhere near as good as my m-mother was. But if you really need some advice on your life's journey after this tragedy, I'll try to guide you with the wisdom, paths, and choices of the Major Arcana that the tarot has provided. Just don't be too angry with the Arcana you're given for the moment, please?" She asked as as her teeth grazed her lower lip as she felt her stomach twisting uncomfortably as silence began to prevail as the coaster neared what appeared to be some sort of station.
"Its seems we're quite a diverse group. My condolences if any of the departed were your friends." The boy said as he offered a look over the side of the coaster, before nearly gagging at the sight of blood drenched ground.
Dozens of bodies lay crumpled among the crude metal and cruel spikes that lined the ground. It was hard to even recognize some of the bodies as human anymore.
"Ahem my name is Sigmund Shiraishi, and I'm known as the Ultimate Paralympic Athlete. Perhaps we'll have a chance to speak further later. It seems we have survived this twisted game for now." The boy breathed as the coaster shuddered to a halt inside of a darkened station.
Suddenly a vivid light flickered on as the seat restraints were suddenly released.
There standing on the platform starring between each of the cars was a strange looking stuffed bear. Half of his body was dark-grey and half black split equally down the center. He wore a dark-grey fedora hat with a red and white feather on it. He had gold teeth and a cigar hanging out of his mouth. He also wore an eye-patch with a heart decal over the right eye, a black tie, and a golden chain with a padlock and star-shaped charm.
"Hahaha! Massacre! Banzaaai! M to the A to the motherfuckin' "ssacre"! Oh yeah! Massacre, what an awesome word! It's downright magical! It has a great ring to it, a beat to it, the beatbox beating of my heart!" The bear exclaimed as his gaze flitted between the group. "Gah and we were really shooting for sixteen of you. Oh well a promise is a promise capeche? You all made it this far, if you're going to die it'll be at each other's hands from now on." He chortled as he tapped his foot against the floor.
"Um excuse me Mister Bear?" Annabelle asked as she raised her hand shakily. "What exactly is this place and who are you? If this is all some sort joke, It's really not funny." she said as she began to squirm out out of the remaining seat in her car with Tiana.
"What is this place you ask? Nothing like a name drop to get the blood flowing! Welcome to the one, the only, KUMA KUMA LAND! Let's just say it's the most despair inducing place on Earth. As for me, I'm the motherfucker who runs this part of the park, but you can call me Kurokuma!" The bear grinned wildly as his gaze flitted around the group.
It took a moment for the silence that followed to cease.
For many of us, that fateful ride had been the most traumatizing moment of our lives.
We never realized that the despair we'd felt, would only be the beginning of our suffering.
That we the newly christened class of 81-A, had become part of the next Killing Game.
And that nothing would ever be the same again...
20 Survivors Remain
*Author Note*
I'd like to go on record and state that the deceased students shown throughout this chapter, are in no way meant to be the other submissions for this story. Everything that happened was merely intended for dramatic effect. I would never kill off applicants that didn't make it in such a tacky way. So please feel free to submit any of those characters in the future if you like.
I personally thought this was my favorite intro into a SYOC story. I thought it was a nice way of starting things off with despair inducing bang!
Also as I'm sure you'll notice, I used a lot of your own words to describe your characters. Some of you might think it's me being lazy, but really I want the first introduction of your girl to be as much from you as possible. Since we have so many great artists doing fanart, I want your original description to be what's included here.
Finally I'd just like to say that yes this was posted much sooner than anticipated. Sometimes I can't help myself, when I'm struck by inspiration. If you're familiar with my other two fics, you know how I handle my updates.
For now Final Horizon/Sea of Tranquility will be receiving weekly updates. Where as this one will be receiving updates every two weeks to monthly, depending on my schedule. When Final Horizon wraps. This fic will become part of the weekly update schedule!
As always thank you guys for all the support. I can't thank you enough!