IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII'MMMM BAAAAAAAAACK! Didjya miss me? No? That's okay, I barely remember you guys either! But regardless, ANSWER TIME! (I'm way too excited for this)
Ezleurnoe: Why thanks boss! May I call you my boss? I don't care, you're my boss now! Anyway, I'm glad you liked it, and I hope I won't distract you from Seizon High! Thank you, my acting is going smoothly, my family hasn't had any fights yet, and Alpha Sapphire is fucking awesome!
UnleashTheDinosaurs: Ooooh, yes! I like to think he's funny too! It's one of his many gifts! I can't wait to see your reaction to what happens next! Right back at you!
FireDusk: Good, that means I'm doing my job!
MikuLeekGirl: Yup, just the most prominent characters, the main character and his rival. Don't act as though that's a spoiler, it's too obvious the two aren't gonna be the best of friends! Teasers will do that to you I'm afraid. Don't thank me thank Arcana, he/she gave it to me. A Muckraker is a person who goes undercover to expose corruption and shed the light on the truth for the world to hear. This is quite the tiring job seeing as you don't just work at your own pace but if you prove to be good than the Government or independent companies might hire you to do something, hence why Ryutaro looks so tired.
PSISomething: Well, be prepared to wait long between updates. It's not that I'm dead or uninterested, I'm just a procrastinator. You can ask any of my family and teachers and they'll tell you it's true. GAH! Now you've done it! Don't wish an Actor good luck, that's bad luck! We actors are very superstitious but it doubles for me since I'm Latino. I'll let you off with a warning this time, but if a die because of that I'll come back and haunt you!
Shyjoker: Yes, yes, yes
CaptainQuackin: Thank you! Now I almost feel bad to tell you this but, the full cast list is already on the first chapter, and nobody comes close to having the name Ami. If I accepted your O.C I would've PMed you back saying so, if not I just deleted the message so it wouldn't get in my way. But I hope that doesn't faze you and that you continue to read, but I understand if you don't. I personally wouldn't.
Also, I forgot to mention what Nokoda looks like, which is a shame since he is quite the flamboyant little dude!
Nokoda wears a bright red t-shirt with a neon yellow hoodie that's zipped open at the front and has a glow in the dark zipper as well as several buttons pinned to his hoodie that glow various colors in the dark. They also have funny or odd sayings printed on them. His hair is dyed as green as grass, messy and even covering his ears for the most part. In his left ear he has a set of green, amber and red earrings that resemble a traffic light. He wears baby blue jeans and sneakers that have lights in them that flash the colors of a traffic light when he runs and he's very fond of these. He wears a lavender and sunset orange fedora. He wears a cyan and magenta bead bracelet around his right wrist. He made sure he wore every primary and secondary color, taking great pride in the face that he has a bright outstanding appearance. His skin is quite pale and his chocolate brown eyes have a distinct sparkle. His natural hair color is black. He has green laces. His height is about 5'10 and his body type is pretty average, leaning towards more muscular.
Now, on with the show!
Before the Game
"No, you can't do that. I won't let you!"
"You have no choice, Kaban, It can't be helped!"
"I-I'm my own person, I can do whatever I choose! You're just a-a selfish crook who feels it necessary to appeal to Junko!"
"Haha, is that the best you can do, Sergeant? Your troops must be let off easily!"
"Sh-shut up! I'm more of a man than you'll ever be you coward!"
"The more you say it the less effect it has on my pride, stupid."
"IS THAT A CHALLENGE?"
"No."
"COME BACK HERE YOU COWARD! SEE IF YOU CAN SCRATCH ME YOU WOTHLESS PIECE OF SCUM!"
"I don't need to scratch you to hurt you. Thanks to Miss Enoshima I have the power to do horrible things to your psyche. I can break you with your own weapons, inside out!"
"Y-you wouldn't!"
"You bet your ass I would old man! Now step aside, my lady awaits."
The Game
"Why, hello there! Lovely day isn't it?"
I looked behind me and saw short boy with curly blonde hair and big blue eyes. His neon blue vest atop a bright green and black sweater completed with a pair of bright yellow skinny jeans and neon green beanie completely demolished his pale skin. He looked friendly enough and quite the sense of style. The vibrant colors really bring out his eyes.
"Welcome to Camp Wawanakwa! Don't ask but that's what the sign says so… yeah. Anyway, my name is Toy Kasse!"
Toy Kasse
SHSL Toymaker… duh
"What's yours?"
I looked at the energetic boy and replied with a smile
"Nokoda Saibura! Pleasure to meet you!"
But as soon as he started approaching me a hand came down on his shoulder and pushed him to the ground
"Don't you think about it, you pan fucker"
As Ryutaro turned and resumed dragging me along the path, Toy called out
"That's not what pansexual means, dumbass!"
Without looking back Ryutaro made his retaliation that evidently shut Toy up
"That doesn't stop you from fucking a pan, dipshit!"
As I contemplated what it meant that Toy didn't come up with a comeback, Ryutaro had dragged me down to the campfire where two girls were tending to the fire, well one was, the other was just chatting away. The chattier one was just a few inches taller than Toy. She sported so many bandages and Band-Aids all over her body, that I could hardly tell her skin was a light peach tone. Her raven hair was kept in a ponytail and her bangs swept to the side, revealing one dark brown eye and a medical eye patch covering the other one. It took me a while to notice that her leather tunic was sleeveless due to the bandages. Her brown shorts were also difficult to see as the long bandages draped tightly around them into her combat boots in which the ends were neatly tucked in. Beside her was a brown satchel that had a fedora similar to Ryutaro's and fingerless gloves laid upon it.
She was talking with a taller fairer skinned girl, with empty blue eyes and short wavy hair. She wore a long black skirt underneath her black t-shirt. Riding up her long legs were white stockings, supported by her black flats. Next to her lay a golden retriever and a walking cane. She was smiling and nodding, while poking the fire with an iron rod.
Ryutaro pulled me next to him and said to me nonchalantly
"Nokoda meet Sundee Takanashi and Tamiko Ohmiya."
The first girl looked at me and smiled
"Hello, Nokoda!"
Ice Cream Sunday
SHSL Mummy
"Hey!"
Fine
Sundee Takanashi
SHSL Animal researcher
The other girl, however, just kept starring at the fire. Nevertheless she smiled and said
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Nokoda!"
Tamiko Ohmiya
SHSL Handicapped services
As I wondered why she refused to take her eyes off the fire Tamiko continued
"Don't worry, it's not that I can't bear the sight of you, it's that I can't have sight of you at all. I'm blind, you see, so it would be pointless to take my eyes off of the fire. I'm supposed to be tending it and I don't want to lose it. I hope you understand."
"O-of course I do, it's not your fault that you can't see. Why would I be mad?"
She just chuckled and replied
"You'd be surprised…"
"Is everything all right ladies? I saw a jerk come by and I wanted to know if you were okay!"
Turning around, I saw a short red haired kid around the same size as Sundee was. His red eyes were a blaze and his arm was slung behind his head. His cocky grin completed the look of this laid back boy in a grey poker themed hoodie. His mere presence, however, seemed to tick off Ryutaro and Tamiko. Not wanting to voice anything, Ryutaro took charge for her
"The hell you want?"
The cocky redhead stretched his grin
"Just here to meet the newbie, Ryuu!"
As Ryutaro's face turned various shades of red the boy turned to me and flashed me a toothy smirk. He took his other hand and held it out in front of me.
"Hey man, name's Hachi!"
Hachi Shunaiko
SHSL Jack of all Trades
I grabbed his hand, which he firmly shook. He flashed another smile and added a wink along with it. As he let go, I turned to Tamiko in hopes to hide my red face.
"Okay, that's it, I'm going to head to my cottage, if you want to know where to piss and shit, let Mr. Jack of Ass show you where it is."
With that Ryutaro stormed off in a fit of rage that was burning to get loose. I looked back at him and heard Hachi chuckle
"Good riddance! So, ladies, as I was saying-"
"Shut it, perv, I don't want to know!"
It was Tamiko who said that, and after saying it she grabbed her cane and swung it around till she hit something. Except that the person hit was someone other than Hachi.
"OWW!"
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
As Tamiko returned to her seat, satisfied with the thought that she hit Hachi, Sundee went over to help up the person that had been hit. It was a boy of tanned tone skin and brown hair. He was rubbing his head with one of his two pale brown eyes closed. As Sundee helped him to his feet, he wiped the dirt off of his white biker vest and brown tank top. His dark grey cargo pants had ripped, showing off his scraped knee and he was struggling to readjust his orthopedic cast on his right arm.
"A-are you okay?"
I asked as I helped him keep his balance, resting his arm on my shoulder, he wobbled and steadied himself with a reply that was short and cold
"Yes."
He then looked at me closely and asked
"And who might you be?"
I applied a face of awkward embarrassment and replied
"O-oh s-sorry! My name is Nokoda Saibura!"
He studied me in a manner that Ryutaro had done and after a minute he looked away
"Cocoa Law."
Cocoa Law
SHSL Lawyer
With that, the mysterious boy walked away. Being chased down by Hachi who was still laughing. I decided I wanted to continue exploring so I bid farewell to Tamiko and Sundee and headed to a little straw hut with a mini bar protruding from the side. I sat down next to a girl with long loose black hair and dark focused purple eyes. Her white dress shirt was visible threw her knitted black sweater. Atop her red plaid skirt lay a sketch book that she seemed to be focusing on a lot, with the occasional scratch of her black stalking covered legs with her black dress shoes. She was about as tall as Toy but seemed more reserved and quiet. I tapped her shoulder as to introduce myself but as soon as I touched her shoulder she squealed and jumped up.
"EEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPP!"
"Oh, s-sorry! I didn't mean to startle you!"
The girl dropped her sketchpad in her outburst, so I bent down to pick it up. As I did I got a glimpse of a raven haired pale boy with a large smile making a winking face and holding up a peace sign. In his hand he held a paintbrush and on his head was a beret that seemed to be sliding down due to what looked like excessive movement. He had a goatee about an inch long but that did little to affect the youthfulness in his face. It was really impressive, and looked like something that must've taken months to accomplish. I whistled
"Damn, this is really good!"
The girl looked at me, uncurling a little and asked in response
"R-really?"
"Of course! I've never seen anything like it, how long did it take you?"
The girl had fully uncurled and replied with a shy smile
"I started five minutes ago!"
"No way! That's incredible!"
The girl laughed shyly and responded with a small thank you. I smiled and started up again
"My name's Nokoda, what's yours?"
Still smiling the girl replied
"My name is Kukuri!"
Kukuri Yukimura
SHSL Pencil Artist
Just as she seemed to want to start another conversation, I heard a loud and happy voice coming up from behind me
"Bonjour Miss Yukimura! Bonjour Mr. Man!"
I turned around and to my surprise I saw the living image of the boy in Kukuri's sketchbook. The only difference was his large golden hoop earring on his left ear. Kukuri shrieked and took the notebook back from my grasp, clutching on to it for dear life. The boy looked curiously at her and asked in a somewhat hurt voice
"D-did I do something wrong, Mademoiselle? Did I startle you? Oh no, I startled you didn't I? Are you now having, what you call, a heart attack? That is a bad thing is it not? Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no! Je suis désolé! I'm so sorry!"
I looked at the boy, who looked sincerely worried that his actions might've led to something of over the top proportions. So, while suppressing my urge to laugh, I told him in an effort to calm him down
"It's fine, you didn't do any of that. She just doesn't want anyone to see her new drawing is all!"
The boy relaxed and placed his hand on the part of his hair that was exposed by his beret, tugging at it nervously
"Oui, oui, I understand! I like keeping my works secret as well!"
He chuckled a bit but then immediately straightened up
"Oh mon Dieu! How stupid and rude of me! My name is Liam Pierre Francis Lafayette De Chambeau Trouillefou!"
He chuckled nervously as I applied a face of confusion
"But you may just call me Liam!"
Liam Trouillefou
SHSL Art Prodigy
French
I than laughed as he did
"Nokoda Saibura!"
Just as we grabbed one another's hand to shake, we were interrupted by the voice of a girl clearing her throat in a manner of trying to garnish attention. The two of us turned around and saw a pale skinned girl with black hair the length of Liam's. She wore a light blue hoodie and grey cargo pants. From one of the pockets, a pair of large headphones sprouted all the way to around her neck. Atop her head lay a green visor hat. She donned a cross gaze, starring daggers with her pale green eyes. Her arms were crossed and she was tapping her foot on the tiles of the mini bar. Stuttering, I greeted
"U-uh, hi! M-my name is, uh, Nokoda! W-what's yours?"
Loosening up a bit the girl responded with a curt
"Helena Robin."
Helena Robin
SHSL Tactician
Liam, seeming to ease into the new found area of mutual respect, cheered up and tried introducing himself. He was interrupted by one of Helena's cold fingers meeting his lips, and as he crossed his eyes in order to look at the finger, Robin responded
"Drop that optimist act, you're probably just some insecure nobody."
Anyone else would've responded with a rebuttal, but Liam didn't. Instead his body twitched and spun around violently. Kukuri looked shocked and cried out
"What's happening to him?"
I looked on with complete worry, even Helena seemed startled by this reaction. But once Liam ceased to spin he kneeled down, grabbed Helena's hand and looked up into her eyes with such passion it was almost, no, it was nonsensical. His beret had changed into a crown and instead of his thick French accent, his words swam deeply off the British end.
"Fair maiden, I understand why you wish that a mere commoner such as myself ought to remain silent. However, though my brain is aching to listen to the command that was uttered by your enchanting voice, my heart longs for a sign of respect to the traditions of yore. Therefore, I greet thee with the name that was graciously bestowed upon me by my forefathers! Good day, my name is William Goodman!"
William Goodman
SHSL Actor
British
In even more desperate confusion, Kukuri and I looked at the Englishman in hopes of understanding. Helena, however appalled, was betrayed by the blush that entered her pale face. She pulled her hand away and with a snort, stormed off to the distance.
William looked hurt, and as he stood up, he revealed that he wore clothes that looked like something out of a Shakespearian play, with a wooden sword latched at his side.
"What hath I done unto the fair maiden? Oh, my heart despairs, knowing that I have done wrong in the eyes of the fair and pure! My lad, please, offer my words of consolation!"
I fumbled at first but replied with
"Maybe you could write a story or poem about the- what?"
It was no use, as soon as I said the word write, William began to spin around in a manner that Liam had done. This time, when he stopped, his face was adorned with scars and his shirt had come completely off, revealing quite the muscular body. His crown had been replaced with a hat that greatly resembled the hat of the Lucky Charms mascot. The new person looked at me with a fire in his eyes and responded with another strange accent
"Oi! What are ya starrin at ya big oaf? It better not be me or I'll beat yer puny punk arse straight through the ground! Come on then, Pillsbury doughboy! I'll skin yer hide off, or my name ain't Mail O'Rielly!"
Mail O'Rielly
SHSL Poet
Irish
Mail had his hands in a boxing position, moving his stance back and forth like a boxer would. Realizing that I had said the words write and poem in order to trigger him, I soon realized he wasn't the SHSL Boxer, realizing his true identity, I nearly did a double take. I looked to Kukuri for support, but I found that she had scurried off somewhere. I looked back at Mail and smelled something funny. I sniffed and identified the smell as alcohol, realizing that it must be coming from Mail rather than the bar since it had only just popped up.
I looked around for Kukuri once more, then turned to face the menace that threatened me. But when I went to tell him off, he had already leaped over the counter and began looking for something to quench his thirst. Taking my opportunity, I ran far away from the Irishman, so as to preserve my life. In order to secure that he wasn't stalking me, I looked behind me. That was my big mistake
Crash!
"Oof!"
"Gah!"
I looked up from where I was now sitting, and rubbing my head, I began to identify the person of my collision. The boy was definitely the smallest of all the people I'd met so far. His blonde hair was in a bowl cut and his thick eyebrows were scrunched up in an annoyed form. He wore a dark green jacket and black trousers that were now dirtied up. He looked at me, his bright green eyes penetrating through mine in a large glare. I froze and in my most sincere voice I apologized
"S-sorry! I should've been watching where I was going!"
The boy's glare softened and he smiled softly
"That's okay, happens to the best of us!"
He got up and walked over to me, extended his hand and with surprising strength, pulled me to my feet.
"I'm Atsuko, by the way."
Atsuko Gushiken
SHSL Pianist
I smiled
"Nokoda!"
"Nice to meet you Nokoda, I hope we can get along!"
His smile faded as he said that last part and he looked at me with deep seriousness. But just as soon as it got there it left and he resumed his perky smile as he wandered back in the direction he was going
"Farewell, Nokoda!"
Turning back to where I was going, I was left to think about what Atsuko had said. I reasoned that I shouldn't dwell on it since this island was already full of very colorful characters and I reached down to scratch my foot… wait a minute!
I looked down and saw that I was barefoot. My beloved sneakers were stolen!
"Kehehe! Looking for these?"
I turned around and saw a pale skinned boy with short messy hair, and pale blue eyes. He wore a worn out T-shirt and a time beat pair of jeans. Latched to his shirt was a silver pendant of an unidentifiable object. He smiled and held up my most valued possession, my sneakers.
He laughed upon seeing my angry bull face and just as I was about to charge him, he threw me my sneakers. The boy was no taller than Atsuko, maybe even smaller, and here he was, acting as though he were my age.
I put my sneakers back on and glared at the boy. He simply chuckled and said in his scruffy voice
"Chill out man! I wasn't gonna keep em."
He extended his hand to me, which I reluctantly took
"Name's Kasai."
Kasai Ichijo
SHSL Thief
As he let go of my hand, he noticed I was still glaring him to death. He walked backwards uneasily and said
"Hey, man take it easy! It's just a joke! Aww man, forget you! I don't need your shit!"
He turned around swiftly and stormed off, muttering insults to himself. I nodded smugly and turned to the huts that formed a circle around the campfire. It appeared that there were 16 huts with the exception of the mini bar. I had met eleven people, excluding myself, there should be four people left to meet.
Suddenly, a shadow appeared above me. I looked up and saw that the sun had been replaced with a cocoanut… wait a min-
Bang!
"Oof!"
"Look out below."
"Whoa, dude! Are you okay?"
I looked up and through my one eye saw two girls standing over me. The first one was skinny and wore a red shirt with a design I couldn't quite see and black skinny jeans that match beautifully. She had a smooth, emotionless face and eyes that were like emeralds. Her long jet black hair was placed messily in a braid over her shoulder.
The other girl looked more relaxed and upbeat. She had short auburn hair with a small round face and freckles dotting her cheekbones. Like the other girl, she had emerald eyes but with a hint of amber near the iris. She wore a white hoodie and green combat pants, along with a target pin attached to a green beanie. But of course, the most noticeable thing, though I hate to admit it, would be her excessive, uh, cleavage. It didn't help any that the bow slung over her back happened to be positioned in a way that increased the eye-catching factor of her remarkable bust.
The second girl smiled apologetically and helped me up.
"Sorry about that, my name is Ashida, but I prefer Ash!"
Ashida Saiki
SHSL Archer
The other girl looked at me, with absolutely no emotion, and introduced herself as well
"My name is Raven."
Raven Ongaku
SHSL Parkourist
Embarrassed, I choked on my words
"O-oh u-um, w-well nice to me-meet you! My name is-"
Raven cut through my words and answered for me
"Nokoda Saibura, right? The SHSL Traffic Light Operator, if I'm not mistaken."
Ash laughed
"Is it true that you actually started a chain of accidents at your post one day? That must've been embarrassing! Didya get in trouble? Did you hafta pay a fine? Were you drunk? Are you-"
"W-wait! How do you know all that?"
I was appalled, no, I was mortified! First, how did they know my name? Secondly, how do they know about that? That's my deepest darkest secret! I've never told a soul!
"- Ryutaro said that-"
Wait… Ryutaro? That's right; he's a Muckraker, like a type of journalist, right? But why bother telling these girls of all people? I need to find him!
So ignoring the yells of Ash telling me to come back, I ran in the direction of the woods, in hopes of catching up to that scum bucket.
That's when I heard it, a sort of indie sounding music. But it wasn't any song I'd heard before… and it was oddly specific…
"And the Rainbow man went running,
But stopped and turned around,
Looking for the sound,
That came from underground!
And he stopped and gazed,
And turned my way,
Trying to recover from the Parkour,
He ran into Ramina Parker!"
Ramina Parker
SHSL Indie Musician
Rainbow man, Look who's talking! Wearing a button up black blazer split halfway down to make room for the half of a ripped denim jacket, not to mention the orange hood. A fingerless glove on one hand and an arm length one on the other, a purple and green skirt that's clipped to her shirt by multiple clothes pins and buttons, and mismatched socks with a boot on one foot and a bump on the other. She wore a backward baseball cap and silver chains wrapped themselves around her wrists. Her hair was dyed many different colors and her skin was sickly pale. She was the Rainbow woman!
"Ignore her, she's weird."
I looked over to the other side and saw a girl who looked almost as abnormal as Ramina.
Her skin gave off a pinkish tone, and her eyes were a sharp yellow. She had neck length grey hair and greatly resembled a cat. Her clothes weren't as bizarre as Ramina's, though, with a black jacket, red, skirt, and brown boots, it wasn't weird just poorly selected.
"Sorry. You probably think I'm weird now. Sorry. I'm Miki."
Miki Erina
SHSL Luckster
I shook my head, so many weird people I just need to rest my head. I walked away from Miki without a single word uttered and walked back to the beach in hopes of relaxing. I took the time to notice a few things. For one, the volcano wasn't in the center of the island, in fact it wasn't even a volcano. It was more of a cliff that halted right next to the water, giving little room for a spacious sandy beach. The beach was also littered with trash, I even saw a bird wearing a necklace made out of those plastic coke holders. I laughed a bit since it gave off the impression of a cartoon. But I soon realized I wasn't alone.
"Yeah, I know! I really got cheated when I bought this place. But the amount of fame and fortune totally paid off!"
I turned around and saw a man in his mid-thirties wearing a blue button up with a little pouch tied on a string around his neck. His face was chiseled and shaven to only poses the perfect amount of stubble. He smiled at me with teeth any game show host would be proud to own, and the glare that was created from said perfect teeth was probably bright enough to make Tamiko notice.
He laughed at my expression, which was probably along the lines of trying not to go blind, and extended his hand in a friendly manner.
"Yo dude, names Chris! I'm gonna be your chaperone for the upcoming events!"
Chris McLean
Former Host of Total Drama Island
Chaperone of the fourth Game of Mutual Killing
End Prologue
So that's the rest of the main cast! I thought I'd switch out Monokuma with Chris since I chose to have it set on Camp Wawanakwa due to his deep ties with it. That doesn't mean that Monokuma won't make an appearance, hell, maybe even Monomi will show up. I don't know, I haven't been keeping track of what's gonna happen in this story. Anyway, on till next mont- er time!
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