Morning Hope Academy's New Semester of Killing

by The Celestial Sky Dragon

Despair has spread across the world. While Class 78 sealed themselves inside Hope's Peak Academy, 40 others did the same in America. Now Morning Hope Academy has become the stage of the newest Killing Game. Jon and Mei will have to decide between Truth, Ideals, and Lies to save Morning Hope Academy's 24th Class. Will they succeed? Or will Despair Win Once More? [Partial SYOC Story]

13. Chapter 1 Act 5: Rogue Element

A/N:

Well everyone, this is Act 5 of Morning Hope Academy. I'm so happy with how this story is turning out and how everyone is liking it. I am having a lot of fun writing this story. Though it is a bit hard, since I still gotta continue The School Trip, but I don't wanna quit writing this one right now. Maybe I can continue the other story once I get to a good enough place in this one, since I literally have no ideas for Chapter 4 and I don't wanna use that stupid Fun House shit. Regardless I will continue writing sweet despair for all of you. I almost didn't post this today because my internet is shit and this site wouldn't load. Oh the despair! But here I am, faithful as always.

Unsurprisingly, the poll I posted yielded excellent results, and the next Motive has been decided. Thank you all for voting, now I would like to point you all to my next poll, which is a popularity poll. It will be for Class 24 alone, so be sure to vote! You got until November 9th. From it I can gather who is going to get more screen time and who is more deserving of spotlight moments. One student that will not be included in said poll will be Sofia Nilsson because she hasn't made an actual appearance yet, save for one scene. So it would be pointless to vote for someone who is only in one chapter for one scene. But I will be holding these polls from time to time to see if the consensus changes. I am trying to give everyone good amounts of time so if you wanna see more of a certain character, let me know and I'll put them in the next chapter. I do hope you all enjoy this...see you all in a few days!

Morning Hope Academy's

New Semester of Killing

Chapter 1 Act 5

Rogue Element

(Daily Life: Day Three)

"Celestia Ludenberg? You're German?" Jonathan asked curiously.

Admittedly, everyone had been confused with the young woman. She had a rather alluring physique, and her eyes held a lot of wisdom. He had to admit, she was very alluring. She had a beautiful complexion, with light touches of make up that highlighted her natural beauty. She had a nice figure and a medium sized bust. She definitely fit the style of a Gothic Lolita. He hated to admit it, but he had an admiration for Gothic styles. The Goth kids were the most accepting of him in his old school. However, seeing her there rose quite a lot of questions.

"Yes, my father is of French nobility, while my mother is half German." she replied, her voice smooth as butter. Jonathan couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"Pardon me, but I do recall hearing about you. Celestia Ludenberg is rather famous in Japan. She happens to be the Ultimate Gambler, a student of Hope's Peak Academy. So why don't you start by telling us the truth, who are you really?" Veruca asked firmly. She was very wary of this young woman, and no one blamed her. After what had happened, everyone was on edge. Celestia gave her a small smiled, lacing her hands under her chin.

"Like I said before, my name is Celestia Ludenberg. As for my talent, Hope's Peak Academy got it quite wrong. While I am adept at gambling, my talents lie in the field of Physics." she said.

"Damn...she's pretty good...I don't know who she is, but she has quite the silver tongue. I may as well watch out with this one...especially after loosing Gonta." the Nut Specialist thought to herself.

"Very well then...I would assume you have your things with you. I believe we should integrate you to the group. Most of them are in the cafeteria, so it would be wise to introduce yourself to them."

"I agree...I do hope we can get along during our time here. Though our circumstances may be stressful. I do wish you allow me the chance to know you all personally." Celestia said, giving them a polite bow.

"Allow me to escort you then. Have you eaten anything? If not I could prepare something for you." Kirumi offered, earning a nod from the Physicist.

"Yes, I would like that very much...Miss Tojo correct?"

"Just Kirumi is fine." the Ultimate Maid replied. A few of the others filed out of the Weight Room, not at all interested in stick around. While some of the others were checking out some of the facilities. Veruca however took the initiative, giving Jon a silent nod. He already knew what that meant.

It didn't take them long to gather up in the Theater. It had become sort of a meeting place for them. Mostly because it was away from the bigger group. After what had happened with Shuichi, a few people had grown quite distressed. Since Kirumi was busy, she was the only one absent. Kaito, Himiko, Tenko, and Kaede were present, along with Lucy, Carla, the Aulani Twins, Mei-Ling, Veruca and Jonathan. Even Jill had joined in, feeling comfortable in a group instead of being on her own. Chris had refused to show up, not bothering to accept Jonathan's invitation, and Shuichi wasn't with them anymore. It had left the group rather splintered. Veruca glanced around for a few moments, before speaking.

"It seems the mastermind has thrown a curve ball at us. Monokuma said we would get a surprise with the Weight Room. I wasn't exactly expecting a person as our surprise."

"Yeah no kidding. I have no idea what to think of this...I know for a fact Celestia Ludenberg is the Ultimate Gambler. She was our upperclassmen, part of Class 78B." Kaito said, rubbing his neck.

"We never met her though...so we can't exactly say she isn't who she says she is." Kaede added, a frown on her face.

"Whatever the case, this Rogue Element has been tossed right at us. I thought Sofia was the only one. However now that Celestia has joined us, it seems as if there are others here. 8 in total, which amounts to those empty stands. What is their purpose I wonder?"

"Please tell me you aren't going to start another theory?" Tsubaki moaned, looking disappointed. She took a gulp of her Gatorade, setting it down on the stage beside her.

"It's healthy to theorize Tsubaki. I believe considering our options is a good way to move forward. When I was at my daddy's plantation, all I did was theorize. Theorize on the potential way to increase profits. That lead to my experiment, where I released 100 squirrels into the plantation. It lead me to figure out why tapping nuts on rocks is important, which lead to finding out ways to discover bad nuts. It increased our profits by 22.5% percent."

"Wow that's impressive." Mei-Ling said, a look of amazement on her face. Veruca smiled proudly.

"Um...I suck at percentages so...how good is it?" Carla asked, a look of confusion on her face.

"A profit increase of 22.5% is very good Carla. It means they're making a lot more money in the long run. Not only that but the LeGume Corporation rose above some of the other Nut suppliers in the world." Jonathan said.

"Numbers aside, I don't think theorizing all the time is a good thing. What good would it even do?" the Ultimate Astronaut asked curiously.

"Speculation is always a good thing, in any situation. Trust me...in my line of work, you tend to speculate on a lot. You get to meet people from all walks of life. When you tend to the bar, you have to look at someone and try to figure out what drink they would like. All by looking at their outfit, body language and the expression on their face. I got a good track record at guessing someone's drink." Jill replied.

"I hate to admit it, but it's the same for me. I have to theorize various ways of taking down opponents. I've fought in my fair share of competitions, so speculation is always on my mind. Especially when dealing with Degenerate Males." Tenko said.

"Yes...and trust me this is for our own good. Right now there are far too many variables. There are too many people, too many things at play, too many things that we cannot control. This new addition to our group will only cause more of a rift. I'm sure Celestia is going to be ostracized right off the bat. I live by the expression, "Keep friends close, and enemies closer". I believe this is something we can all agree on." the Nut Specialist said.

"Shi...I think us sticking close and becoming better friends is ideal. There will be no reason for us to kill among each other. That doesn't mean the mastermind won't force our hands. You saw what he did to Anaji...it's safe to say our loved ones are being held hostage." Mei-Ling said.

"My father...I miss him so much...but I can't show weakness! We must launch an attack on Monokuma without wiping!" Lucy said cheerfully, her breasts juggling a bit. Kaikane pulled on his collar, glancing away from the raven haired MMO Player.

"A show of power now would be pointless, we're rather under leveled. I say we play it safe, keep an eye out. Nothing wrong with scouting the boss room before launching an assault right?" Jonathan asked, earning a shy nod from the girl.

"How about we shift our focus to the concert? Maybe it'll help lift everyone's spirits! Not to mention, it's a good excuse to get everyone together." Kaede said.

"Not a bad idea...there are some people that we know nothing about. Especially that Maki girl, I didn't exactly agree with some of the things she said during the trial." Kaito said, frowning slightly.

"I don't agree with how she's acting, but let's face it. She's got a target on her back, especially with Harry Faggot and his Obsession with Red." Jonathan said, causing Carla to laugh.

"Ah...that sounds like a legitimate book title."

"It's okay...after what happened last night, me and Tenko spent the night doing something. I made these charms for all of you. I cast some of my protection magic on them. We'll be totally safe now." Himiko said. She pulled her witch hat from her head, reaching inside, pulling out several different colored bracelets.

"Wow, those look so cute!" Kaede said, small stars appearing in her eyes. Himiko handed her one, consisting of pink and blue beads. It even had a small musical charm attached to it.

"Nyeh...I'm glad you think so." she said, face flushing slightly.

"Yes! I have received my first accessory! I have many more slots to fill, and I wish to collect more special charms!" Lucy said, grinning as she accepted her own charm, which consisted of red and black beads. Himiko continued passing the charms out, with Jon getting his last. His was black and white, with a small star shaped charm hanging from it.

"These are so detailed...you have a gift here Himiko. These bracelets are pretty cool, you ever think of selling them?" he asked.

"Nyeh...not really. I only make these for when I'm in danger. It's a special kind of magic, that I can only cast once every 3 weeks. I'm still a bit tired, but we should be safe. Me and Tenko were going to cast some more protective charms later tonight."

"Yup! I volunteered to help Himiko in anything she asks! Isn't she so cute?" the Neo-Aikido Master cried, hugging the smaller girl, sandwiching her face in her chest.

"Uh...Tenko, I think your choking her." Veruca said, pulling the girl away. Himiko took a deep breath, panting a bit.

"I think I saw a light."

"You poor thing...Tenko, try not to kill her okay?" Jill said, earning a flush from the girl.
"I promise!"

"Hmm...you've been rather silent Mei, is something the matter?" Tsubaki asked, earning a frown from the girl.

"No...sorry, I've just been feeling a bit of guilt over what happened. With my cellphone I mean...I don't regret destroying it. But now...I don't have any pictures from home. I want to see my Mama...and my big sister." she said, trying her hardest not to cry. Jonathan wrapped an arm around the girl, giving her a reassuring smile.

"You will...you will see them again okay? Stay positive, and always keep them in your heart. Don't show the mastermind any weakness, because they'll exploit it!"

"I know...thanks Jon."

"Hehe...no problem!" the boy said cheerfully.

"I know what will cheer us all up!" Carla cried out suddenly. She vaulted onto the stage, glancing down at the rest of the group, a grin on her face.

"Oh? What would that be?"

"Stand up comedy of course! I got a bit of a routine that's kinda stuck in my head. It's a single act so...would you mind being my test audience?" she asked.

"Sure, I don't see why not." Jill said.

"Same here...I think a few jokes will go a long way to cheer us all up." Kaikane said. Everyone took a seat in the front row, with Lucy remaining in the aisle. Carla cleared her throat, taking a deep breath, a small smile appearing on her face she began.

"You know what pisses me off? When you get those letters in the mail, and...don't take this the wrong way, I donate when I can. But you get these letters, from organizations for like...needy people...and trust me I know how this goes, I'm an orphan. I get these letters, and there's a fucking arrow drawn onto the envelope. And inside, attached to his letter, is a fucking nickle.

So I just stand there, looking at it with my eyes wide open. I look like a fucking chameleon, my lazy eye just looks at another person, I blink but it kinda looks like a wink." she paused, gauging her friend's reactions. They were all trying not to laugh, while Veruca had a firm look on her face, though there was a hint of amusement in her eyes. She giggled, sweeping some hair out of her eyes.

"So I just stand there, with an expression on my face that looks, almost as if I smelt a hobo's wet fart. Trust me, you don't wanna know how that smells, remember I'm an orphan so I'm used to living in boxes outside of Walmart. Anyway, I'm standing there, holding this fucking envelope in my hand, and the arrow is pointing to the nickle...and it says...this is what it says.

"This nickle could provide meals for the homeless. 5 Cents a day is all it takes, please consider donating today."

I just stand there in silence...just glaring at that fucking nickle. I focus on that fucker so hard, that I can see the wrinkles on Thomas Jefferson's face. I mean hell, that bastard is looking at me as if he was looking for another supple wife. But I'm not black so I'd probably get ignored.

I'm just looking at this coin, trying not to explode...Just staring at it like...if 5 cents a day could help provide meals to the needy, then why the flying fuck are you sending it to me? I mean really look at this shit!" She paused again holding back her own laughs as her friends cracked up. She tried to regain her seriousness, shaking her head a bit.

"You took the fucking time, to super glue a nickle to a piece of paper and send it through the mail? What the fuck, is this shit on on a conveyor belt? Do you just print these out and slap them onto a line and be like "I want these fucking nickles super glued onto these letters. If you fucking take any nickles, I'll know. These aren't for you, and they aren't for the homeless, their for the people out there who might donate to our foundation!"

Man...fucking prick...do you know how many people just take that nickle and throw into their piggy banks? I know I for a fucking fact that I used that nickle to buy myself some Doritos Loaded at 7/11. Oh ho...don't even get me started on Doritos Loaded, that's a story for another time."

She ended her tirade, getting applause from the people gathered. She gave a bit of a bow, a smile on her face.

"Damn, that was pretty good, so fucking relatable too." Jonathan said.

"I have no issue with donating, really I don't. But it annoys the shit out of me that they send you a nickle. I mean why not donate that nickle instead of sending it to me? It's so dumb!" Carla said.

"Can you please tell the Doritos Loaded one? I tried those once and they were awful!" Lucy said, a frown on her face. She was digging through her backpack, pulling out some snacks she had stored within.

"Sure...okay here goes. So this is a normal day for me when I go grocery shopping. Whenever I get donations or some people pay me to prank their friends, I buy food for the others at the shelter. I would also bring some stuff to some of the homeless around the city. I'm well known around Venice Beach for this. One time, I saw this sign...try our new Doritos loaded...only available at 7/11. I never made it in time, they were always gone...everyone told me that the ones at 7/11 were good. I tried one at Burger King, and holy shit, it blew my goddamn mind." Carla said, pausing as she took a breath. She grabbed her water bottle, drinking a bit from it.

"So...since I couldn't buy them at 7/11, I decided to go to Whole Foods...yeah, fucking Whole Foods. God, if there wasn't a more conceited and expensive fucking company in the world. Story for another day...so there I am, 14 year old Carla walking around with a basket, I had one goal in mind. Get some damn Doritos Loaded, and by the Beard of Zeus I fucking find them! Regular, Cool Ranch, Japaneno, and Blazing Buffalo...I'm in heaven! I slapped my money down on that shit harder than Chris Brown slapped Rihanna." she said. She clamped her mouth shut, mostly because of Jonathan's crazy laughter.

"She has a huge forehead doesn't she? I mean fuck...she was begging to be hit. Anyway...I head back home, to my little room. 10x10x10. I got my mini fridge and microwave and my roommate is out for the day. I was like "Yes, I got snacks, I got soda. I can mooch off the WiFi, watch some anime, masturbate and pass out for a couple hours. So with my plan in mind, and plenty of lube, I popped some Doritos Loaded in the microwave, and cued up Attack on Titan. I was so excited because it was going to be the episode where they go up against the Female Titan, it was hype as shit. I sit down with my Doritos Loaded, I grabbed one and popped it in my mouth...and that's it...it just came crashing down." she said, pausing for a drink. She remained silent, for dramatic effect, before a sigh escaped her lips.

"Do you know what Doritos Loaded tasted like? It tastes like its loaded with my ass. That's what it tastes like, it tastes like ass! I never thought someone would be able to synthesize ass into a flavor, but by god they have done it! Companies have figured out what we want and what we want is ass. There's also a spicy flavored ass, that Japaneno flavor I mentioned earlier. But I digress, no I don't because Doritos Loaded sucks shit. I regret ever eating those, every fucking day of my life. I always think about what they could have done to make it taste better. But I can't come up with a way, I cannot for the life of me." she exclaimed, having walked a full circle on stage. Everyone was laughing now, and she had noticed a few others had joined as well. Lucy had been passing around snacks, trying her hardest not to burst into a laughing fit.

"I mean come on...with such a huge label like Doritos, you would expect them not to fuck it up. But fuck it up they have, it's like some guy was sitting there, covered in Cheetos dust. He was covered head to toe in that shit, scratched his ass, and then shoved his fingers in his mouth. He was like...mmm...dewicious! I must make this a thing! That's how that came about. How can we have something so delicious, like Doritos Locos Tacos, and Cool Ranch Tacos. Something that's so amazing, that I actually make part of my Saturday afternoons, yet turn around and shove this cock meat in my mouth? I never thought I would get fucked this hard in the mouth. Really...that's what Doritos Loaded did, they loaded a huge cock and shoved it down my throat. It fucked me so hard that I was able to sue them for rape and got back quite a lump sum amount. Let's just say, my masturbation session wasn't as pleasurable as I wanted. Not with the taste of ass in my mouth."

"Ah...she's so fucking funny. I can't believe she was holding back all of this stuff." Jonathan thought, panting a bit after his laughing fit. Everyone clapped and cheered for the Ultimate Lucky Student, who took a bow once she had finished her routine.

"Would you like to hear more? I got a whole bag of tricks hidden up my sleeve!"

"You're wearing a wife beater!" Kaikane called out, earning a pout from the girl.

"It's an expression!" she said, looking exasperated.

xxx

"What do you make of Celestia?" Setsuko asked, taking a sip of her coffee as she glanced at the Physicist. Victoria looked up from the book she was reading, the Art of War, ironically enough.

"She seems nice."

"She's lying." the Media Critic said, setting her coffee cup down. Victoria quirked a brow, her lips pressed into a thin line.

"How can you tell?"

"Tori, I'm a Media Critic. I read a lot of things online, I have become adept at picking lies out of things. I've read enough of Jaden Smith's Twitter feed to see he's just an attention seeker. I get that vibe from Celestia. Especially because I've personally met her, and this is not her." she said softly.

"Hmm...perhaps you should say somezhing?" the Ultimate General asked. Setsuko frowned, glancing toward the Gothic Lolita, who sat alone at her own table. She had her legs crossed, taking small sips from her tea cup. She had what looked like a physics book in front of her, a rather thick one.

"That wouldn't be ideal...I normally wait a few days before posting a review. It usually always happens when views are starting to fall on my previous review. Similarly, I don't think I can say anything right now...I doubt anyone would believe me. We're still strangers."

"Ve are not strangers...I consider you a close friend Setsuko. You are my comrade now." Victoria said, giving her a smile.

"I'm sure I would make a useless soldier. Do they even accept short people in the army?" the young girl asked, a small frown on her face. Victoria shook her head.

"Setsuko, you're stature is nozhing you should be ashamed off. Just because you are small doesn't mean you can't fight. In fact, I've met some soldiers of your stature who can pull off some amazing feats."

"Oh...when we get out of here, can you teach me to fire an Anti-Tank Rifle?"

"Nein! You would probably break in half!"

"Muu...fine." the girl said stubbornly, downing her still piping hot coffee.

"Arrg...me back, Jesus! That's what I get for sleeping outside." Gabriella said, stumbling past the two, rubbing her back.

"Oh dear, Gabby are you alright?" Victoria asked.

"Dost ye not see me back? It feels like the Kraken has cracked me spine! Worse yet, the rum is gone! Why is the rum gone?" she asked, sounding rather angry. Celestia stood up from her seat, slowly approaching the Pirate.

"Hmm...it seems like you have a bit of an issue. Tell me, how well do you sleep at night?" the young Lolita asked. Gabriella glanced at her, a wary look in her eye.

"Me bed is shit, I sleep in a hammock within me Captain's Quarters." she replied. Celestia nodded, brushing her hand around the girl's lower back. She felt a bit of a knot near her rump. She grabbed a hold of her shoulder, pushing forward, a loud crack filling the air.

"AAAYYY Puneta!"

"Did that fix it?" Celestia asked curiously.

"Aye...me back never felt better. Would ye consider being me Cockswain? I believe ye would make a great helmsmen."

"Eheheh...I apologize dear, but I'm not that great of a sailor." she said, brushing off her offer.

"Ah...then it's the crows nest for ye...I believe that would suit ye best."

"Hmm...perhaps. I do hope you think about getting yourself a mattress. Sleeping in a hammock isn't ideal." the Physicist said. The girl nodded, turning to leave. She came to a stop, glancing back at the Gothic Lolita.

"Dost ye know how to make rum?"

"I'm afraid I do not...it's a rather lengthy process that involves various steps. It would take quite awhile for the alcohol to be drinkable." she replied. Gabriella frowned, turning away, swaying her hips a bit as she walked. A few of the guys looked at her, some attracted, others confused.

"I see there's no shortage of interesting characters at this institution. I believe I shall enjoy my time here." Celestia said, lacing her hands under her chin. Setsuko frowned, standing up from her chair, which scraped the wooden deck rather loudly.

"I'm gonna get some more coffee." she said, pulling the door open. Chris walked out at the same time, holding the door open for the short girl, who gave him a quiet thanks as she walked into the cafeteria.

"Ugh...fuck me running. Que aburrimiento ay en el infierno." (Hell is so damn boring) he said, rubbing his eyes.

"Oh hello, I don't believe we have met."

"Huh?" Chris muttered, glancing up from the ground. His eyes widened a bit when he saw Celestia. His breath hitched a bit, the boy remaining silent as his eyes traced her figure.

"Ay, Virgen de Guadalupe...si esto es un sueno, no me levantes!" (Oh, Virgin Guadalupe, if this is a dream don't wake me!) The boy thought.

"Is something the matter? Is my make up messed up? I lacked a decent hand mirror, I had to use the one in the Weight Room." she said, frowning a bit.

"No no...you look...absolutely gorgeous." he said. The girl giggled, covering her lips with her small hand.

"Ah...I see. It's been awhile since I have gotten a compliment...may I inquire your name?"

"My name? It's Christopher Bacon, I happen to be the Ultimate Lepidopterologist. May I ask for your name Milady?" he asked.

"Yes, my name is Celestia Ludenberg, and I'm the Ultimate Physicist. It's quite a pleasure to meet you, Christopher." she said, holding her hand out. He took a hold of it, placing a kiss on the back of it.

"I saw that in a nickelodeon once and always wanted to do it." he said, giving her a grin.

"Hmm...I do not know what you are attempting here, but I can certainly say you are winning my fervor. If you'd like we could share a cup of tea, I'd like to get to know you. The field of Lepidopterology is quite wonderful, I happen to like Swallowtail Butterflies."

"I can see why, Swallowtail Butterflies are very pretty. Though I prefer Painted Ladies myself." he said. The two sat down at the table Celestia had been at, losing themselves in conversation.

"What the hell is going on there?" Setsuko asked, retaking her seat with Victoria. The girl finished her tea, setting her cup down.

"I believe zhe Americans refer to it as, trying to tap zhat."

"Eh?"

xxx

"Ugh...are you fucking retarded? I asked for skim milk, not low fat milk! Take this back to the kitchen and fix it!" Chloe snapped angrily. Kiibo frowned, taking a hold of the tea cup.

"My apologies Miss Raincomprix. I couldn't find any skim milk, I didn't think it would be that much of a difference." the Ultimate Robot said.

"Well it is, skim milk is lighter than low fat milk. Of course you wouldn't know that because you can't drink anything other than Motor Oil." the blonde said firmly.

"Oi cuntbag! Why don't you fucking respect him? He's just trying to help you, he isn't your goddamn servant!" Miu shouted, from across the Lodge Lobby.

"Ugh...who the fuck asked for your opinion? Actually who even told you that you would speak? As your Queen, I decree that you cannot speak anymore. Effective immediately."

"You wanna know something bitch? You piss me off. You may be the daughter of the Mayor of Paris, and in your old school, you were a queen. But here, you ain't jack shit. You are just a gutter whore who thinks she's better than anyone else. Just because you think you have a bigger cooter than everyone else, doesn't mean it's shut up before I shove your own shit down your throat!" the Ultimate Inventor shouted.

"Oh hell no! You did not just speak to me like that! This is ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!"

"Miss Raincomprix, Miss Iruma please don't fight. We should all be friends, not enemies." Kiibo said, earning glares from both girls.

"So you're taking her side? Kiibo come on! I thought you wanted those badass upgrades. You shouldn't hang out with this dumb ass hoebag!" Miu said.

"Excuse me, if anyone is a hoebag, it's definitely you! Look at how you are dressed, you look like a hooker. Your tits are hanging out, and I'm sure everyone here wants to ram your ass as hard as they can. I'm untouchable, at least I'll be ignored because I'm too good for anyone here."

"Hooker? Ass ramming? Please no...I'm not a hooker I promise!" the inventor said, a sheen of sweat appearing on her forehead. Chloe looked away, a grimace on her face.

"What the hell is wrong with this chick? Ugh...I'm starting to miss the losers in my old school. Even that stupid Marinette."

"Well...you all are getting along swimmingly." Korekiyo said, appearing in the lobby from the stairs. He tightened his bandages a bit, his eyes glancing around the nearly empty room.

"Who the hell asked for your input?" Miu cried, having recovered.

"Kekeke...I look forward to seeing how this game turns out. I'd like some first hand experiences on some terrible things. I love every aspect of humanity, even the dark aspects. I really wish to see how Darwinism affects this peculiar Social Experiment."

"Tch...what is the matter with you?" Chloe asked.

"Oh? So you actually care about the plebeians?"

"Duh...if I didn't then I wouldn't have subjects to rule."

"Miss Raincomprix, you are an enigma. You act like you don't care about anyone, yet you secretly feel for us all. You are grieving for the ones we've lost right? Because you believe all life is precious?" the Ultimate Anthropologist asked.

"Why would I care about strangers? They died, so what? You expect me to feel something?"

"You poor thing...you are so confused with yourself. I do truly hope you blossom into a beautiful rose. Because now, all I see is a sharp disgusting thorn bush." Korekiyo said, taking his leave.

"AHAHAHAHA...he totally got you!" Miu cried.

"Shut up you! Kiibo, hurry up and get me something. I'm not in the mood for tea anymore, fetch me some Fois Gras, with extra mint sauce."

"Okay! I shall do my best!" the Ultimate Robot said, heading off toward the cafeteria. Chloe frowned, glancing at the floor. It had been awhile since she had felt that vulnerable.

"You know what Chloe...you've given me an idea...I'm going to make you a five speed dildo. No one is going to fuck you so at least you should be able to fuck yourself. Seeing as you like fucking all of us with your bullshit...I'll make it yellow, black and white. The Ultimate Dildo for the Ultimate Queen Bee."

"If you even dare, I will shove that thing up your ass." the Queen Bee said angrily.

xxx

"What do you think Angie, will Atua like this?" Harrison asked, holding a bracelet out to the Ultimate Artist. The girl tapped her chin with her paintbrush, giving him a nod.

"I'm sure Atua appreciates the sentiment Harry, I'm so happy to find another believer!" she said, giving him a cute smile.

The two were currently in Angie's dorm. It was chock full of art pieces, paintings and sculptures. Her dresser was filled with various paint bottles, all of them being oil or water based. There was a bit of tarp on the floor, where her paintings were currently drying. She was sitting on her bed, finishing up a painting she had been working on for the last couple of days. It was a painting of Gonta and Shuichi, both walking toward the light, into Atua's waiting arms. She was doing to dedicate it to them once it was done.

"I'm happy we met too! I wasn't expecting to find someone like you here. You are such a lovely young maiden Angie. I'm happy that Atua has chosen you as a vessel. And I wish to aid you in your endeavor to spread his teachings around the world." he said cheerfully.

"Ya, I feel insulted that Lee is using his own false beliefs and trying to clash them with mine. It isn't my fault that people are so closed minded."

"Mhmm...I still can't believe they all bought that, hook line and sinker. Wonder what they would say if they found out the truth, that it wasn't you who planned any of that." the Ultimate Jeweler said. He set aside the charm bracelet. He reached into his jewelry box, pulling out a gold bar, looking it over.

"We should keep that to ourselves for now. We have a disciple now, Anaji will be quite useful. We will spread our teachings throughout this campus. It is one of the many reasons why I accepted my invitation into Hope's Peak Academy." she said, putting the finishing touches on her painting.

"I see...well I'm happy I accepted my invitation. I wouldn't have met such a wonderful young woman like you. Say...would you do me a quick favor?" the boy asked.

"Hmm? Of course! I would do anything for a believer of Atua!" she said, giving the boy a grin. He stood up from his seat, drawing a pair of scissors from his pocket.

"Wonderful! It's an odd thing for me to ask but...I'd like to have a lock of your hair, and a sample of blood. I'm trying to make one of the ancient bracelets the first worshipers of Atua created. For my favorite Island Princess." he said. Angie looked at him oddly, a small frown on her face.

"Ancient Bracelets? How come I do not know of these?"

"Oh...that's because the religion has changed a bit over the years. Much like God and Christianity, Atua has his own Bible. However it's been lost to time, so many of its teachings are gone with the wind. I managed to find a page once, and it talked about these bracelets. They would be presented to the Island Maiden, it's almost like a baptism." he said. She smiled, giving him a nod.

"If it helps me become closer to Atua, then I'll do what I can." she said. He knelt down next to her, snipping a small lock of her hair, slipping it into a small bag. He pulled out a small vial pulling the cork from it.

"This won't hurt much." he said. She nodded, her eyes firmly on the boy. He drove the tip of the scissors into her wrist, making a small cut. She winced a bit, but didn't feel a lot of pain. He pressed the vial under the small cut, watching with glee as it started filling with blood.

"This is quite an odd turnout...I usually don't do blood sacrifices with my own blood."

"It isn't a sacrifice my dear. This is just to ensure that the bracelet is completely charmed. To make the words of Atua clearer, so you'll be able to be received in his holy paradise." he said. He capped the vial, slipping it into his pocket. He pulled out a small piece of gauze, placing it in her wrist, taping it down with a bandaid.

"I look forward to seeing this bracelet. It's going to be absolutely beautiful!" she said happily.

"Indeed it will...one final thing. That bible page said that in order for it to fully work, the Maiden had to do one last thing."

"Hmm...? What is that?"

"Well...the Maiden who's blood is used needs to be one with the creator. If you know what I mean." he said, flushing a bit as he looked away. Angie blinked a few times, before standing up, allowing her raincoat to fall to the floor.

"If its for Atua, then I shall concede." she said, reaching for his belt, quickly undoing it.

"Oh my god...I can't believe this bitch buys this shit hook line and sinker. She's so damn hot, and so gullible too...Harry boy, you are about to become a man." Harrison thought, grinning inwardly as the Ultimate Artist slipped his length into her mouth.

xxx

"Anaji...is it alright is I speak with you? I'm worried about you." Alice said, knocking on the Ultimate Horror Artist's door. She was worried about him. After the Class Trial, she hadn't seen the young man.

"This horrible situation makes us all do horrible things. I'm not sure why Anaji did this. Was it truly because he wished to speak with his mother? I understand that but...it was too far of a risk. Not only that...Gonta died, and Shuichi..."

"Anaji? Please...I know you're hurting...don't stay here alone." Alice said. After a second, the door opened, revealing the figure of the Ultimate Horror Artist. He was dressed in his regular outfit, his lights had been turned off, a single lamp providing light. Alice noticed his computer was turned on, along with his drawing tablet.

"Sweetheart, I was so worried about you."

"You shouldn't worry about me Miss Caroll. I don't deserve worry from anyone."

"Anaji...look, I know what you did was wrong but...I've forgiven you. You are one of my precious students...don't you remember when we met? How passionate you were about Horror stories and Art? How we spent hours playing some Horror Games you helped out on?" she asked.

"I recall that yes...why are you bringing this up now?" he asked firmly. Alice pouted, placing her hands at her hips.

"Because! I want you to share your talents with everyone here! We all make mistakes, myself included. There are some mistakes that I still carry...some regrets I still shoulder. But we can't just give up hope yet! I understand...how it feels to lose your mother."

"You could never understand what I am feeling." he spat, trying to close the door. She put her hand out, stopping him entirely. He tried to push it closed, but failed entirely.

"I think I know the feeling better than most of the ones here. I lost my on my birthday. Did you know that my birthday is on September 11?" she asked. His eyes widened a bit, the low lighting making his white eyes glow a bit.

"I didn't...I'm sorry."

"It's fine...She was on the 89th Floor of the North Tower. I didn't see the first plane hit...but I saw the second one. When we were evacuating, they were sending us to Brooklyn. It was...the worst day of my life...I wanted to go back...to rescue my mom. But in my mind...I knew that I couldn't do anything. I remember reaching a payphone, and calling her office. She never once showed an ounce of fear...she wasn't crying...she wasn't scared. She kept telling me everything would be fine...that I shouldn't worry."

"Miss Caroll...maybe you shouldn't..."

"No I will...because you need to hear this. I kept shoving coins into that phone, and screaming, and pleading for her to get out. I was naive...I thought that she would be fine. She was Super Mom to me...she's the reason why I got into being a Secretary, because I had something that I could put my ODC into. She told me she loved me...and then I heard this...godawful roar...and her scream before the line went dead. That's when I saw the tower falling. That was the day that I changed forever...I hated my birthday...I still do. It was supposed to be a happy day, but my mother ended up passing away." she said. She sighed, trying her hardest not to cry, as she looked at the wall.

"I didn't think major events could change your life. However, there are moments that stand out more than others. 102 minutes changed my life forever, it made me a stronger person...but sometimes I wonder if it happened for a reason. No...there was no way something so callous would have been fated to happen."

"I'm so sorry Miss Caroll...I didn't think something like that happened to you so young. But our situation is different...I helped commit murder...I shouldn't be alive. Shuichi shouldn't have died, it was all me."

"No sweetheart...it wasn't you. It was Monokuma, and the Mastermind...they're responsible. You just wanted to speak to your mother...I understand that. Everything will get better...I know it will. You have to keep hoping...you have to make friends. I know it's hard, and it will take awhile to gain their trust. But even if its a single friend, one true friend that will have your back...it's better than sitting here alone. Please consider joining us for dinner later?" she asked. He gave her a small nod.

"I will Miss Caroll...I'll come down for dinner."

"Good...I really want to see what you've come up with. Maybe you can do some creatures from Alice in Wonderland?" she asked, a hopeful look on her face. He nodded.

"I have an eerie image for the Cheshire Cat...I think you'll like it."

"I look forward...oh and Anaji? Call me Alice...all my friends do." she said, giving him a wink. The boy smiled a bit, giving her a nod.

xxx(Day Six)xxx

"Come on Degenerate! You said you wanted to learn Aikido, yet you can't do a push up?" Tenko cried out. Jonathan growled as he struggled to push himself up.

"It's hard...when you're...instructor...is sitting...on your back." he said, sweat pouring down his face.

"Leave it to a male to complain when a beautiful lady wants to help him." the Neo-Aikido Master said. Jonathan growled again, arms quivering as he finished his final push up, falling weakly to the floor.

"Hah...hah...Tenko...you're killing me." he said. She let out a sigh, standing up from his back, allowing him to breathe easier.

It had been two days since they had unlocked the Weight Room. People were starting to get used to the idea of being within the school. Thankfully, no one had considered murder after the first trial. But that didn't mean no one was thinking about it. Lee had been rather happy with the Weight Room, and had invited those who wished to better themselves to train. The Ultimate Drill Sargent had fallen back to his routine, yelling at the group. Surprisingly enough, Carla had decided to join him, saying she liked the funny slurs he tossed at her. She had been the most eager, having easily completed everything he had her do. Kokichi had also joined, but he was just there to annoy the hell out of everyone. The only other ones who were interested in the Weight Room were the Aulani Twins, who were both doing leg press work outs, as their talents required the use of strong legs. The boy sat up, fanning his face with his hand. He was wearing a black wife beater, with a pair of white shorts and his converse, as he didn't have a pair of exercise running shoes.

"Hmm...I must admit, you are pretty strong for a Songwriter."

"That's because my dad forced me out of the house. Whenever he was off, he would make me go on runs. He said that just because I was a songwriter, didn't mean I could ignore my body. Hell, I have to hide my stash of soda from him or else he'll beat my ass." the boy said, smiling fondly at the memories of his father.

"He sounds like a degenerate."

"Sigh...Tenko you think all men are degenerates. Let me ask you a question, why is it that you think that way?" Jon asked. The girl frowned, glancing away from him.

"My master told me that in order to become a good Aikido expert, I had to stay away from Degenerate males. He said that being near them would weaken me. Not just that, if I ate too many sweets I would lose my power, so I can only eat one a day." she said, matter of factly. Jonathan blinked a few times, pulling one of his legs closer to himself, resting his arm on his knee.

"Uh...you do know he was probably messing with you right? Just because you are near a guy, doesn't mean you are weak. I mean, if I come at you, I bet you would still throw my ass to the ground. You did when we first met, and you didn't seem weak then."

"Tch...you are just trying to get me to drop my guard. It won't work on me Degenerate." she said, turning her face away from him.

"Okay, how about we do an experiment then? We'll do some hand to hand, and have Kai nearby. Then we'll switch with Tsu, that way you'll see that your power will be the same." Jonathan said, standing up from the floor. Tenko quirked a brow, shrugging her shoulders a bit.

"If you wanna be humiliated then that's fine...come on, the training area will do." she said, leading him towards the back of the Weight Room. It was a large area where wrestlers would practice. He was convinced there was an Octagon somewhere, but it would take too long to set it up.

"Hey, Kai, Tsu, think you could help us with something?" the monochrome themed boy asked.

"Sure thing brah...what do you need?" the Ultimate Surfer asked, sweeping his sweaty locks out of his eyes. Tsubaki stood beside him, tying her hair back into a ponytail.

"Well, Tenko here thinks that her skills weaken when guys are around. So I challenged her to a practice match. Two rounds...all I need is for you to be nearby. Then we'll switch with your sister so she can see that she's strong no matter what." he said.

"You are going awfully far to prove her wrong." the Figure Skater said, crossing her arms.

"She's a bit naive...I just want to see that she is a good fighter, regardless of who's around her." he said softly. The twins nodded, deciding to help them out.

It wasn't long after that Jon and Tenko were facing off against each other. Jonathan gave his opponent a bow, adopting the Kickboxing stance that his father had taught him. He had wrapped his hands with gauze before, not wanting to hurt his opponent. Tenko didn't seem too keen on his formal greeting, but returned with one of her own, getting into her Aikido stance.

"Alright...ready...set...go!" Tsubaki cried, lowering her arm. Tenko wasted no time in shortening the distance. Jonathan avoided the punch she had thrown at him, ducking back.

He threw a haymaker at her side, but she was easily able to redirect the hit. He turned around in time, avoiding a kick to the chest. He clenched his jaw, remembering what his father had told him.

"Remember son, you have to be limber. Gauge your opponents, throw a few fake outs. Make sure your hits connect, but guard when you need too. Never underestimate your opponent, or you'll be on your ass in ten seconds."

He let out a breath, giving a bit of a cry as he moved forward. He landed a hit to Tenko's side, but she kept going like nothing. She managed to land two hits on him, stunning him enough for her to strike his leg. She grabbed a hold of his arm, flipping him onto his back, much like she had the first day they had met. He sputtered, wheezing hard as he lay on the ground.

"Oh fuck...you good dude?"

"I'm dying...help me." Jonathan said, tears falling from his eyes as he writhed on the floor.

"You baby." Tenko said, a look of disappointment on her face.

"That was a total of 32 seconds. You lasted longer than I thought, I gave you 10 seconds before you were on your ass." Tsubaki said. Jon frowned, forcing himself to sit up.

"Thank you for having no faith in me sis." he said, rolling his eyes. He forced himself to stand up, rubbing his back.

"Your stance is sloppy, but you've got some power behind your hits. With practice you will refine it. Perhaps you should try an Aikido stance, you've watched some of my movements. Why not try them out?" the Ultimate Neo-Aikido Master suggested.

"Okay, I'm not gonna go easy on you this time Tenko!" he said cheerfully.

It didn't take long for the boy to find himself staring at the ceiling again. This time however, he had lasted a lot longer against Tenko. One thing he didn't understand was how he was able to read her movements. It was almost instinct for him, being able to avoid most of her hits, while countering as well. Even Tenko was taken by surprise at how well he had been doing, despite him only watching her practice for a few minutes. However it was due to a distraction that she had gotten the upper hand. He was panting a bit as he lay on the floor, only for the girl to hold her hand out to him.

"You didn't do that bad...all things considered." she said. He took a hold of her hand, a small smile on his face.

"Thanks Tenko...I think I'm improving a bit."

"Improving? It's as if you are some prodigy or something...you absorbed that much information from a ten minute warm up?" Tsubaki asked.

"Sis is right bro...if I didn't know any better, I'd say you've been practicing Aikido for awhile now." Kaikane added. Jon looked at his hands, opening and closing them a few times.

"Tch...regardless of that, you still have a long way to go if you wish to beat me. But I at least recognize your talent...you're still a degenerate male though."

"Tenko!"

"What? It's true!"

"It's fine Tsu...this is just her way of giving me praise. Your master must have taught you really well. She's probably even more of a badass than you, isn't she?" he asked, glancing at Tenko.

"My master is the best of the best! He taught me everything."

"Wait...he?" Kaikane asked.

"Mhmm...is there a problem?"

"No it's just...you call all males degenerates, yet your master was a guy?" Tsubaki asked. Tenko blinked a few times, a pensive look on her face. It shifted to a look of realization and utter disbelief.

"No way! My master was a Degenerate all this time!"

"You...you can't be serious." Jonathan said, scratching his head.

"Grr...all this time I was just using the teachings of a degenerate. But if that's the case...why would he tell me to stay away from boys?" she mumbled, still confused.

"Perhaps because he saw you as a daughter or something. You said your parents dropped you off in a temple right? Maybe he felt bad that you were abandoned." Tsubaki said.

"Hmm...maybe...I was rather rambunctious as a kid. Even now I have less energy than I did as a kid. I was a little ball of fire, my doctor said it was some form of Hyperactive Disorder."

"So you're parents shipped you off to the first temple they saw? Why?" Jonathan asked. She shrugged, looking away from the boy.

"Dunno...guess I was too much to handle. I'm gonna to take a shower, I've got a lot to think about now." she said, grabbing her gym bag from the floor.

"Is finding out your master is a guy really that bad?" Kaikane asked.

"To you and me, not really. But remember, Tenko comes from a different country. She was probably taught differently, so now everything she knows is coming into question. Maybe this will help her change her attitude a bit." Jonathan said, grabbing his own gym bag.

"Hmm...you know, if we weren't trapped here with a gun to our heads, I'd say this is pretty normal."

"Sis...why'd you have to sour the mood?"

"Sorry...just something I wanted to point out. Anyway, we should go take a shower too. We've been here for awhile, and it's almost time for dinner." Tsubaki said, grabbing her things from the floor.

"Hey Tsu...is that your Olympic Uniform?" Jonathan asked, taking notice of the girl's outfit. She was wearing a tight fitting light blue leotard, with long white sleeves. The front of it was a dark blue in color, bearing the American Flag on it, along with the Olympic rings underneath it. Her legs were completely bare, though she was wearing a pair of long thigh high stockings, and white cotton leg warmers, along with a pair of tennis shoes. She gave him a nod.

"I feel really comfortable in this outfit. I have a few others, but this one is my favorite. My mom had it made when I was accepted into the team. I doubt I'll be able to make it to Sochi though." she said, frowning a bit.

"Don't give up Tsu! We'll get out of here soon enough, I assure you!"

"I know...maybe when we do, I'll teach you how to skate. I think you'd make an excellent partner. If not there's always Ice Hockey."

"Hell yeah! Nothing beats slamming a puck with a stick in the middle of summer. Well...inside the indoor rink of course!" Kaikane said, a grin on his face.

"I haven't played hockey in years...it'll be fun to get back into it. Count me in!" the Songwriter said happily.

Meanwhile, Mei-Ling along with Veruca, Lucy and Carla were in the student lounge area. The First Floor Plaza was rather empty, save for a few people walking around. There weren't a lot of things to do, so most either spent them in the gym, or in their rooms. After everything that had happened, people were wary of each other. Especially the three responsible for the previous class trial. Anaji had left his room, but had chosen to seclude himself from everyone. That of course didn't stop all of the comments from the others. Angie and Harrison were also acting rather off, but the Jeweler kept working on pieces, whistling to himself contently, all while the Artist continued drawing or painting. Monokuma had been quiet as well, so no one knew what he was devising. The biggest enigma was Celestia, but so far she hadn't shown anything except boredom at the same. To Mei-Ling's surprise, Chris had been hanging around her a lot. She was at least glad the boy had found someone he could be friends with, though she also saw the look on his face whenever Celestia spoke to him.

"Boo...this game is boring." Carla said, setting her cards down. Veruca sighed, shaking her head.

"How about we skip the last betting round? I'll draw the river card and then we show what we got." she suggested.

"Sure, I think I'm going to win this round." Lucy said cheerfully. Mei-Ling had a perplexed look, still confused on the rules of Poker. She was sure if they had been betting money, she would have been left penniless by the others. Veruca drew a card, flipping it over, showing the card.

"King of Spades, Ace of Clubs, Queen of Hearts, and now the King of Diamonds...how does this happen?" she thought to herself. She drew the final card, an Ace of Spades.

"Wow...an interesting set of cards." Lucy said softly, glancing at her own cards.

"Um...do we just show what we have now?" Mei-Ling asked, still bearing a look of confusion on her face.

"That's right, you can go first." Veruca said, giving girl a small smile. Mei-Ling placed her two cards on the table.

"Two pair, sorry Mei...guess you aren't winning this round."

"Gaisi." (Dammit) she mumbled, leaning back in her seat. Lucy showed hers next.

"Oh a Straight, not that bad...sadly my Flush beats that." Veruca said, placing her hand down. Lucy stuck her tongue out at the Nut Specialist, a look of annoyance on her face. Carla flipped her cards over, a grin on her face.

"Full House, I win."

"What? That's a bullshit lie!" Veruca cried, looking at her cards, two Aces. Her jaw dropped, a growl escaping her lips.

"Fine...you win."

"Hehe...I like being Lucky!" she said, grabbing a hold of the candy that Veruca had put into the pot. Various packs of Peanut Butter cups, which happened to be her favorite candy.

"Okay, enough of this boring card game! It's time to play the one I brought! Bam!" Lucy cried, placing a box on the table. Carla looked at it, squealing like a child on Christmas.

"YES! Oh my god Lucy I fucking love you!"

"What's so exciting about this game?" Mei-Ling asked, glancing at the box.

"This is only the best game ever! Cards Against Humanity, the awful card game for awful people!" Lucy said cheerfully. Veruca and Mei-Ling shared a look, not at all interested in the game.

"It doesn't sound like a fun game."

"That's because you've never played it! Come on let's start a round, you'll love it, I promise!" Carla said, grabbing a hold of the box. The group of four heard footsteps, noticing Celestia and Chris coming out of the cafeteria. Having grown curious, the Ultimate Physicist decided to greet them.

"Good afternoon ladies, I hope I'm not intruding on anything. I couldn't help but notice those cards. Are you perhaps playing Poker?"

"Not anymore, we're playing Cards Against Humanity now." Lucy said.

"Sick...can I join?"

"You wanna play a game?" Mei-Ling asked, surprised at the boy. He gave her a bit of a glare, crossing his arms.

"Come on Mushu, there's nothing better to do anyway. I know we're still a bit prickly around each other. But maybe we can get over that shit with a good game. What do you say?" he asked.

"I thought I asked you to call me Mei-Ling."

"Yeah, but I think Mushu fits you better." he said dismissively.

"Christopher dear, perhaps you should address her by name. She seems quite annoyed with that nickname. Remember, she comes from another country, she may even find it offensive." Celestia said firmly. He sighed, giving her a nod.

"Fine...I'll call you Mei from now on." he said, making the small girl smile a bit.

"Thank you Chris."

"Yeah, whatever. So what are the stakes? Are we betting anything or just playing a normal game?" he asked, sitting down next to Mei-Ling, with Celestia taking the seat between Carla and Veruca.

"Just a regular game. This is the bigger blacker box, so we got plenty of cards to play with." Lucy said happily. Chris grabbed a hold of the box's lid, looking it over.

"Hmm...you haven't found the secret card have you?"

"Secret Card? There's a secret card?" Carla asked curiously. The Lepidopterologist nodded. He reached into his back pocket, pulling out a neon blue butterfly knife. He flicked it open, slipping the tip of it into the edge of the box.

"Wow...you have a butterfly knife, how stereotypical." Veruca mused, capping her water bottle.

"Honey I'm a walking stereotype. This knife saved my life once, growing up in Mexico City isn't exactly peaches and rainbows. Mess with the wrong people and you'll be in the hospital faster than you can say, Enchiladas." he said. He set down his knife, carefully pulling the inside part of the lid, reaching inside. He pulled out the secret card, handing it to Lucy. She read the words on it, bursting into laughter.

"Oh my...this might make the game a lot more interesting." she said. She grabbed the white cards, slipping the card into it and giving it a shuffle.

"Boo! You should have let me see it!" Carla cried.

"Chris...would you mind if I ask you a question?" Mei-Ling asked curiously.

"You just did Mushu...I mean Mei." the boy said.

"Ugh...may I?"

"Yes, just nothing involving family."

"It's fine...it's more about Folklore. You celebrate the Day of the Dead right? What's your take on it all?" she asked. The boy hummed to himself, glancing at the ceiling.

"My take on it huh? Well...the Day of the Dead to me is really important...you see, we celebrate our family. Those that have passed on, are said to cross a bridge into the real world. They come to visit the ones that are still living. We put their pictures in the family altar and bring them an offering. As long as we keep their stories in our hearts, then they will remain alive in the Land of the Dead, La Tierra de Los Muertos. Family is very important for us, which is why you always see those shows on television, emphasizing it and shit. It's kinda of a choking feeling if I'm being honest." he replied, frowning a bit.

"Why? Does your family breathe down your neck or something?" Veruca asked.

"Uh-uh...I said no family questions." he said, giving her a smug look.

"Damn I was looking forward to figuring out why you are such an asshole."

"Piss off, Ruru." the boy snapped, earning a growl from the Nut Specialist.

"Oh my...you certainly do show many shades don't you Christopher?" Celestia asked, earning a flush from the boy. Carla finally finished dealing the cards, having given seven to everyone, leaving two decks, a black deck and a white deck on the table top.

"Okay then...before we begin we have to decide who the card czar is. So a quick question to all of you, which one of you pooped last?"

"I'm sorry?" Veruca cried, being taken aback.

"How does this matter?" Celestia asked.

"That's such a gross question."

"Ugh...that's how the game is played ladies. Don't get your panties in a twist. Carla, when did you go?" Chris asked.

"This morning, Lucy?"

"An hour ago...it was a bit difficult...I've been eating a lot of crackers."

"I don't need to know that. I'm withholding this information and keeping it to myself!" Veruca exclaimed.

"As am I...apologies." the Ultimate Physicist added. Chris nodded, glancing at Mei-Ling.

"So, when was the last time you dropped a sewer pickle?"

"Did it have corn in it?" Carla asked.

"It was this morning, and no it didn't have corn in it. Why the fuck would you ask me that?" the small girl cried angrily. Carla just giggled, brushing her off.

"Well then I guess I win. I dropped a deuce the size of a moose down the caboose about half an hour ago."

"Bloody hell, did you have to make it rhyme?"

"Of course I did Ruru...I try to please...anyway, the rules are simple. I draw a black card. Depending on the question, you each draw one, two or three white cards, which are your answer cards. The best one will win one Awesome Point, first to seven points wins the game. Simple right?" he explained.

"Yes...and judging by these horrid answers, you are going to enjoy this quite a lot." Celestia said, placing a hand under her chin, glancing at her cards.

"Well, let's begin then. If we're gonna go to hell, we may as well do it together."

"Huzzah! The game shall commence with the drawing of the power card!" Lucy cried, an excited look on her face. Chris rolled his eyes, drawing the first card.

"Here is the church, here is the steeple, open the doors and here is the blank." Chris read, setting the card down.

"Oh, this is gonna be good!" Carla cried, handing her card to Chris.

"I doubt it, I have a really morbid mind." Lucy said.

"Ugh...this is so horrible." Mei-Ling muttered. Veruca remained silent, not saying anything as she passed her card over. Celestia kept looking at her cards, biting her lower lip as she read each one.

"This game is horrible...it's as if Satan himself created this monstrosity. How can someone find enjoyment out of this?"

"Celestia?"

"Hmm?"

"Your card?" Chris said, holding his hand out. She gave him a frown, handing him the card.

"Apologies dear...these answers were...rather peculiar." she admitted. Chris laid out the cards, holding back his laughs as he read them all in his head.

"Okay then, Here is the Church, here is the Steeple, Open the Door and there is Erectile Dysfunction."

"Who the bloody hell put that one out?" Veruca cried, earning a muffled laugh from Lucy.

"Sorry, I had to do it."

"Alright, I know where that one came from. Okay then, Here is the Church, Here is the Steeple, Open the Doors and here is Child Abuse. Which one of you fucks gave me that one?" Chris asked, glancing around the group. Mei-Ling shyly rose her hand, earning a shocked look from the boy.

"Mushu? It was you?"

"I'm a bad person aren't I?"

"Not really...I mean wow...that one wins, I don't care about the others."

"Bah...you didn't even read mine!" Carla cried, sounding annoyed and disappointed.

"Lucy, you're the czar now. Give us your best shot." Chris said, sliding the black deck to the MMO player. She drew a card from the top, a catty grin appearing on her face.

"What is that sound?"

"Pfft...I got a good one for that one. And you better read it!" Carla cried, sliding the card over. Chris did the same, a smirk on his face. It didn't take long before Lucy had all the cards in her hand. She cleared her throat, looking at the first one.

"What is that Sound? Two Midgets Shitting in a bucket!"

"Ew...gross!" Mei-Ling cried, causing Veruca to laugh. She quickly regained her composure.

"It wasn't at all funny."

"My ass...you seemed to be tittering." the Lepidopterologist said, matter of factly.

"Here's another one. What is that Sound? White Privilege...now Veruca...why would you hand that in? That sounds like something Chloe would say." Lucy said.

"I didn't hand that one in." the Nut Specialist said, glancing to Celestia who was giggling.

"Apologies, that one is mine."

"Oh my...that says quite a lot about your character."

"Maybe...you don't know me that well yet dear." the Physicist said with a wink. Lucy chuckled, reading the next card.

"What is that sound? Getting your Dick caught in a Chinese Finger Trap with another Dick."

"It made sense!" Mei-Ling cried out, a flush on her cheeks. Lucy was down to two, which were by far the funniest answers she had gotten. She held back her laugh, clearing her throat as she held the two cards up.

"What's that sound? A Homo-erotic Volleyball Montage. Or What's that Sound? The Primal Ball Slapping Sex your parents are probably having right now."

"The second one." Chris said.

"Alright, congratulations Veruca, you get one awesome point."

"Quite." she mumbled, finishing her water.

"Boo! This isn't fair!" Carla cried, disappointed at her loss one more time.

xxx

"For the last fucking time, she's not Hannah Montana until she puts on the wig. Until then she's Miley Stuart, you can't just say, hey it's Hannah Montana when you see Miley. It makes no fucking sense!" Nick shouted.

"Dude...all I asked you for was if you could fix the stage." Jonathan said, a bewildered look on his face. Nick sucked his teeth, glancing away from him.

"Why should I help you? You got Shuichi killed...I still think you're in league with the fucker in charge."

"I honestly don't know why you think that man...but I'm not. I woke up here, same as you. I know what I did was horrible...I gotta live with it every day. But we have to move on, Shuichi would have done the same if it was switched. If we lose hope now, then the Mastermind wins. We can't give them the satisfaction." the Songwriter said.

"I suppose you're right...hell knows I wouldn't want Cara to suffer if I went out like that." he said, glancing at the fountain, where his wife and Alice were talking. Jonathan glanced in their direction, a small smile on his face.

"You know, I never expected to see a married couple here. It's actually a breathe of fresh air to see it. Love trounces over everything as they say."

"Mhmm...doubt it would do anything against our captor though...regardless what's wrong with the stage?" the Craftsman asked curiously.

"There's a loose board near the middle of it. I was walking on it a few nights ago and almost went through it. Me and Kaede are gonna be on this thing, and I wouldn't want her to get hurt." Jonathan said.

"Alright...I can definitely take a look at it. I actually found a lot of extra wood in the Lodge basement. I dunno why it was in there, but it will at least make things to easier. I'm planning on making a few things for Lucy, so she can get around easier."

"That's nice of you...I feel bad for her sometimes. But she said that she's capable of doing anything she wants. She doesn't see herself as a burden, and I honestly admire that."

"I read some stuff about her once. She was the leader of a really well known Guild in Final Fantasy 11, back when the servers were still up. It was called Phoenix Wright. She was able to not only defeat some of the bosses with beginning equipment, but she found out the best farming spots in the game. She carried her entire guild on most of those hunts. Hell, she even got Leeroy Jenkins in on a prank that she was doing on her guild. But when they found out she was 11 years old, they all left her guild. It was so damn stupid."

"So wait...they all left the guild, because they found out the guild master was an eleven year old girl? Are they mad?" Jonathan asked, earning a shrug from the brown haired boy.

"Hell if I know...all I know is, if I ran into someone that talented, I would definitely want them in my team. Hell, she took the Starcraft World Championship by herself. She defeated every single team, even the ones from South Korea. That takes fucking skills man."

"Damn straight...too bad there's no internet here...I'd kill to play Left4Dead2." the Songwriter said.

"No shit, you play Left4Dead2?" Nick asked, earning a nod from the boy.

"Yeah, whenever I was stuck on a song, I would just cue up a game. Hell, I got so many mods on my game that I barely recognize it. My favorite official map is definitely Dark Carnival, and my three favorite mod campaigns are Suicide Blitz 2, RMS Titanic and Fatal Freight."

"Dude...I think I was wrong about you. You and I are gonna be great friends, especially since we like the same mods and maps." Nick said, holding his hand out. Jonathan nodded, giving it a shake.

"Well then it's good to make your acquaintance, friend."

"Same...I'll take a look at that stage for ya. However without the proper tools, I might be unable to fix it. Though with some reinforcement beams, it may do for now."

"Sure, whatever works. Anyway, I promised Kaede I would help her with her piece. She wants to hold an obituary for Shuichi, so I'm giving her a hand." he said.

"An obituary...that seems like a nice gesture. I'm working on something too, but that's a secret for now. We should have a place to mourn the ones we've lost. Before you go...who do you think did Gonta in?" the boy said, his tone becoming a bit soften. Jonathan frowned, glancing at the ground.

"That's the thing...I couldn't pinpoint who it was. I was sure it was Angie, but I've been thinking about it. She doesn't seem like the manipulative type. If anything, someone manipulated her into becoming the puppet master. Whoever that person is, is the dangerous one. At this rate, I'd like to say it's Anaji...but I don't have enough evidence."

"What about the jeweler?" Nick asked.

"Him? He seems eccentric, but he lays it on too think...probably a show for attention. Though him being obsessed with the color red is rather worrying, especially for people like Mei. I don't see him as that big of a danger...however we should move cautiously around him. It's usually the silent ones that snap first." he said.

"Silent ones...Maki you mean?"

"Mhmm...she seems cold and distant. Even Tania is trying to make friends...ugh this makes no sense to me...why go this far...what do they get out of it all?" Jonathan asked firmly, glancing back at the Academy building.

"You know...I've been considering the rules. One of them says that we can explore the academy as we see fit, provided the rooms aren't locked. Cara told me about some places of interest, the Dean's Office is on the Fourth Floor, and the Data Processing and Server Room is on the Fifth Floor. You may not be able to access it using the stairs, but if we can find another way up there, we might find some clues." he said.

"Yeah...but I wouldn't exactly know where to start."

"How about sending Mei-Ling through the vents? They span the entire school building. I can easily make some tools for her to use, she might be our crux, but we should keep this secret, at least for now." Nick said.

"Hmm...alright, I'll see what I can do. Maybe I can convince her...I have a need to reach the Second Floor anyway." Jonathan said, thinking back on Sofia.

"Let me guess...there's someone up there right?"

"Eh...how'd ya know that?"

"I didn't...but now I do. You're too easy Jon...be more careful and never be too trusting. There are too many things going on at the same time, too many rogue elements, and now Celestia too. I don't like her." the Craftsman said, gulping down the last of his drink.

"She seems nice, but after what happened...we can't readily trust anyone. Thanks for this conversation, I feel like I know you a little better."

"No problem...next time I'll tell you all about my Mountain Dew powered box car."

"Huh...a what?" Jonathan asked in confusion, but the young man walked away with a wave.

"I honestly wonder what half of these people think about. Half of them are so goddamn weird." he thought, glancing back at the academy.

"Though his idea is interesting. Monokuma never said the vents were off limits...should I get the chance, I believe getting to the second floor would be good. I'm not sure how much longer Sofia will last up there, especially because of that grate. Ideally, I don't want another murder...but that's what we need to get that open...what a mess." he thought to himself.

"Ah...good tidings Jonathan, how fares your day?"

"Huh...oh hi Celestia...I'm doing fine, all things considered." the Songwriter said, meeting eyes with the Physicist. She gave him a small nod, glancing around the campus.

"If it wasn't for this Killing Game, I would say this would be quite normal. The game we just finished was quite fun." she said happily.

"Game?"

"Cards Against Humanity, Lucy brought it. I've never seen someone as pale as Veruca flush such a lovely shade of red before. She's so innocent, it almost hurt to burst her little bubble." she said.

"You are a cruel mistress aren't you?" the boy deadpanned, earning a giggle from her.

"Anyway...I just wanted to get to know you a bit. I understand that I joined the game later than you all. But I wish to gain your trust."

"You haven't done anything against me, and you are very friendly. I already trust you, Estia."

"Estia? A nickname?"

"Mhmm...I give all my friends nicknames. Ruca, Mei, Carls, Jules, Tsu, Kai, Miko. The only ones who don't have any are Tenko, Kaito and Lucy. Lucy's full name is Lucille so it's already shortened. Kaikane kinda took Kaito's potential nickname, and Tenko didn't want one." he said.

"Well...I feel honored that you consider me a friend. Especially one close enough to earn a nickname from you. Estia sounds rather lovely." Celestia said, making the boy smile a bit.

"Hmm...you ever hear of an idol named Rise Kujikawa? You kinda look like her."

"Do I? I certainly am not trying to steal her look. You don't know how hard it is getting these drills right. Regardless, what is it that you are doing?" she asked curiously.

"Oh...me and Kaede are setting up a bit of a concert. Not just to raise morale but as a send off for Gonta, Kevin and Shuichi." he said.

"Kevin?"

"The Ultimate Competitive Eater. He was the first victim, I'm not sure if Monokuma told you but...we all have bombs in our necks. If we break the rules, or try to leave the academy by force, he'll detonate them." he said. The girl swallowed, reaching for her neck with her hand.

"I wasn't aware...its a good thing I never tried attacking the bear."

"Yeah...at least you are aware now. The last thing I want is for you to lose your head." he said, flushing slightly. She giggled, tilting her head slightly.

"I wouldn't want to lose my head either, it's one of my most attractive features. I hear men like women who have big brains."

"Jesus, for a second I thought you were gonna say breasts." he said. He cleared his throat, the flush on his cheeks becoming darker.

"Dear me, I didn't think I had it in me. Making two teenagers flush within the same two hour period? It must be a record."

"Yeah...you could say I'm more pure than most." Jonathan said.

"Pure you say? But you are an adult right?"

"I'm seventeen."

"Oh...well...that doesn't matter. You are an adult technically speaking...now when you say pure...do you mean...virgin?" she asked. He sighed, glancing away from her.

"I'd rather not talk about that here of all places."

"Curiouser and couriouser...I would have thought a handsome young man such as yourself would have...you know...popped a few cherries." Celestia said, causing the boy to sputter, shaking his arms before himself.

"No no no no! I believe being in a healthy relationship should come first. I would never just, have sex with a woman for a night and walk off like nothing. That would make me feel like shit, as if I had just used that person to satisfy my urges. Besides, I'm not like normal teenagers, let's say I have another outlet for that kind of stuff."

"Through your music I take it?"

"Yeah, but please keep that a secret...I already angered one of my friends with one of those songs." he said, remembering the night he sung a dirty version of Colors of the Wind.

"Your secret is safe with me...indulge me in another question then. Do you find anyone here to suit your tastes?"

"My tastes huh? I guess there are a few girls. I don't have a type or anything...I guess I wouldn't mind a girl who's affectionate. Someone who's smart, pretty and tough. She has to be a tough nut to crack you know? But she's also totally sweet on the inside, like a Ferrero Rocher!" he said happily.

"Hmm...I'm sure she'll understand if you explain your feelings." the brown haired girl said, causing Jonathan to furrow his brows.

"Who?"

"Are you...seriously this dense?"

"I suppose I am, since I don't know who you are talking about." Jonathan said. Celestia frowned, lips pursed in a pout.

"He casually throws nut references, and picks a candy with a hazelnut in the center, topped with small peanuts. Yet doesn't get what I'm saying? Perhaps this one is the harder nut to crack." the Physicist said, rather amused at the Songwriter.

"I have another query then. Have you ever considered dating someone of the same sex?"

"Huh? You mean...me date a guy?"

"Of course...I didn't offend you did I?" she asked. He shook his head.

"No, not really. You see, I was raised in a religious family. So the thought never really crossed my mind often. When it did, I just dismissed it...my mom told me she'd love me no matter what. But my father...he's...well you know how dad's are. If their son does something that would stain the family, they're nothing but a disappointment."

"I know all to well what that is like. My father wanted me to become a farmer like him. He said that there was nothing more worthwhile than planting some crops, watching them grow, raise some livestock, till the fields. It didn't appeal to me...I had finer tastes...I wanted to refine that aspect of my life. I was infinitely better at Physics than anything else. I wished to strengthen my mind, but he just called me weak...and useless."

"Oh...Celestia I'm so sorry to hear that." Jonathan said.

"It's alright dear, water under the bridge at this point. It's interesting that you bring up religion. You see, I have given up on it all together. I fear that those ideals only cloud your judgment. I am a woman of science, with science anything can be achieved. We can answer the greatest mysteries. It's why I wanted to be a better physicist, I wanted to understand the fundamentals of each law. Aside from being the Ultimate Physicist, I do bear the title of Ultimate Scientist. However, they already had the latter talent filled."

"I didn't know that...that makes you rather special. A lot of us have secondary talents, I'm the Ultimate Songwriter, as well as the Ultimate Singer." Jonathan admitted.

"I'm sure your singing voice is lovely. I do wish to hear it in the future...getting back onto our previous topic. I know it may sound a bit invasive but...call me curious. Would you be willing to date someone of the same sex?"

"If you want an honest answer...I wouldn't mind it. I don't think about sexuality a lot. But I'm sure all of us have to ask that question at some point. Honestly, I think we should all be bisexual until we're sure of what we want." the boy replied honestly.

"Hmm...not a bad answer...one final question...would you be willing to date someone that's...well in between?"

"In between? You mean transitioning?" he reiterated, earning a nod from the girl.

"Yes...consider this a scientific study. I wish to gather as much data as I can. Sexual Orientation is a controversial topic, I just wish to get as many opinions as I can."

"I can understand that. As for your question...I've never met someone like that. I believe that we as humans should seek what makes us comfortable. As long as we are happy, that's what matters. I wholeheartedly support those people. If I'm speaking honestly, as long as you are nice, have a beautiful personality and appreciate the beauty of life, you'll get a chance with me. Man or woman." he said, giving her a smile. She flushed a bit, looking away from the boy.

"I see...thank you for this conversation Jonathan. I feel like you are one of the most honest people here. I've tried asking this to a few others and they have dismissed me. The girls don't take it seriously, and the boys vehemently refuse answering a question that would label them as gay. I think if we all open up a bit and face problems with a clear mind, we'd arrive at a safe and educated answer." she said happily.

"I suppose, but sadly society as a whole isn't that easy to convince."

"A shame really...but at least I know there are good nuts rather close to me. I must be going, I'd like to take a bath before it gets close to dinner." she said, giving him a bow.

"Sure, no problem Estia." Jonathan said with a grin.

"Before I go...you wouldn't happen to have the time?" she asked. He reached into his pocket for his Student ID, only to find it was completely dead.

"Damn...I forgot to charge this thing. Don't you have an ID?"

"Sadly, I lack one...Monokuma hasn't thought about handing one out to me yet. In fact, it seems the bedroom of the deceased Entomologist received a fingerprint scanner just for me...hmm, perhaps he will have the time." she said, glancing at Kokichi.

"That's a bad idea...don't talk to him."

"Non-sense, it's just a simple question. Excuse me, Kokichi? Would you happen to have the time?" she asked. The Ultimate Supreme Leader looked at her, pulling his sleeve back to check his watch. He looked up at her, a serious look on his face.

"Us homo sapiens refer to the present passage of continued progress of existence and events that occur in irreversible succession from the past through the future as 5:30 in the afternoon. In which our planet, Earth, revolves around a star, known commonly as the Sun, and begins its descent from its high elevation in the sky, and us homo sapiens are usually found eating a heavy meal, which is typically eaten after the light meal known as Lunch."

"It's 5:30...could you not have said that?" Jonathan asked, looking rather annoyed.

"Nee-hee-hee! Where's the fun in that?" he asked, walking away, whistling a merry tune.

"Quite." Celestia muttered, a frown on her face.

"Sorry about him...he's...Kokichi."

"Yes, I was able to sniff that out...well Jonathan, it was lovely speaking with you. I look forward to getting to know you further." she said, once again giving the boy a bow.

"You too Estia, feel free to approach me whenever. We're practically best friends now." he said, giving her a grin. She nodded silently, heading toward the Dormitory Building.

"Oh Sweet Jonathan...if you knew the truth about me, I fear you wouldn't like me. I doubt you'd actually want me to be your friend. Regardless of that, I shall continue befriending you. It is the only way for me to survive this killing game. The only way that I can potentially make it out of here, and save my little sister." the girl thought, her heart beat quickening a bit as she walked. She glanced up at the sky, seeing it had gone from blue to a soft orange, mimicking the approaching Dusk.

"Perhaps being in this game won't be so bad...provided no one kills that is." she murmured, a hopeful look on her face.

End of Chapter 1 Act 5

Surviving Students: 37

Surviving Faculty Members: 3

xxx(Cast)xxx

Class 24 of Morning Hope Academy + Faculty

Fa Mei-Ling

Jonathan Hyles

Anaji Hora

Lucy Cadwell

Setsuko Inoue

Victoria Louis

Tsubaki Aulani

Kaikane Aulani

Veruca LeGume

Nicholas Ladd Gardner

Cara Ladd Gardner

Anastasia Katrina Klevorick

Carla Williamson

Harrison Evans

Kamron Luca Di Carita

Alice Lois Caroll

Julianne Natalie Ray

Kevin Hicks (Deceased)

Gabriella Vertran

Dan Arche

Lee Harvey Emerson

Calem Kurogane

Christopher Patrick Bacon

Chloe Raincomprix

Sofia Nilsson

Celestia Ludenberg

Class 79 of Hope's Peak Academy

Kirumi Tojo

Kaede Akamatsu

Shuichi Saihara (Deceased)

Kaito Momota

Miu Iruma

Rantaro Amami

Korekiyo Shinguji

Himiko Yumeno

Tenko Chabashira

Kokichi Ouma

Gonta Gokuhara (Deceased)

Kiibo

Maki Harukawa

Ryoma Hoshi

Tsumugi Shirogane

Angie Yonaga

A/N: Well guys, another chapter is done. I would say this is the calm before the storm. At the moment, everyone is recovering from the first Class Trial. However Monokuma is going to be rearing his head again soon enough so things aren't going to be as quiet and as peaceful as they are now.

Due to the poll I posted, the next motive has been decided and by god is it a fun one. I do hope you are looking forward to the first official motive. The 5 Minute Call and First Blood Perk don't really count as those were more secret than anything else. But this is going to be given to everyone as a class. Thanks to said poll, the motive following it has also been decided, so once the Second Floor is open, it will begin once more.

I am also planning something quite interesting once the Second Floor, and more importantly, the Physics Room is reached. But more on that when we get there. It's something that I am very excited to share with you all and I'm sure you are all going to like it. Furthermore, as I said above, I am conducting a Popularity Poll for Class 24 only. Class 79B will not be getting a poll, because let's face it, we all know them well by now, and I don't really feel like creating a poll for them.

Also, I normally post the profiles of new characters at the end of each chapter, however for Celestia's profile, I shall be keeping that one to myself. Same with Sofia...I may have made a bit of a mistake in posting back stories for characters. No use in giving you all the cards right? I like to keep things nice and secret, so the Eight Stands that are empty will get filled and those characters will remain secret. Let the speculation begin Ladies and Gentlemen, because it's going to get more interesting from now one. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter...see you all soon. The Poll will be closing One Week from today, November 9that 11:00PM Eastern Standard Time.

On a side note, No Nut November is off to an awful start. Already it's Day 2 and the struggle has begun. I have decided to remain barricaded in my room, only leaving for bare necessities. I have realized that the female presence is quite dangerous, so I have limited myself as much as I can. I have even tried to avoid interacting with my cat Juvia, who is of the female variety, just so that I am not tempted with human counterparts. Alas things have come to ahead, as earlier I ran out of corn dogs and decided to make an order of pizza. I requested a young man as my delivery driver, most likely someone like me, trying his hardest to survive the first week. However it seems Pizza Hut threw me a curve ball, by sending a beautiful young woman to my house hold.

The struggle was real. Now that my senses have been skewed, my sense of touch has become stronger. I managed to accurately name the hand lotion she had used on the drive to my dwelling. Her hands were soft and supple. I gave her 20 dollars as a tip...I had to close that door, for her own safety and my own. The first week is usually the hardest, but honestly 48 hours in...I have never met such an insurmountable wall. More details soon...