Dangan Ronpa: Oh Look, We're Gonna Die!

by Yawzapalooza

16 students are put in a game of being killed stupidly in order to survive, but the twist is that people die when they are killed. ((For whatever reason I must put how many slots are available in the summary while stating that this is a SYOC cause reasons. 69/420 slots open.))

4. mmmmTOASTY!

I have bad news and good news.

The good news is that this story is in a permenatly temporary indefinite haitus.

The bad news is that I'm starting a new story and it will be another SYOC since I had such a awfully great time writing this one! Yay!

To save time and get you the story as fast as possible, I'll be posting my new totally awesome fic within this crappy old fic.

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Dangan Ronpa: Oh Look, We're Gonna Die!

Chapter ?-

NO! Get out of here! We don't want you anymore!" Get out! Get the hell out!

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I think it's gone. Anyways, here's the first chapter of my new story.

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Dangan Ronpa: I am Makotoast Naeggy

Chapter: 0.1

Our story begins with a newly opened bag of bread. The end slice at the top is the first to leave the bag. We will call this slice of bread Nagitoast Comida. Nagitoast is promptly thrown away in the trash. Does anyone even eat the end slices of bread? Why is it even there with the other slices of bread? It's just there and nobody wants it. I'd rather starve.

However, the next slice is full of hope. This slice of bread is Makotoast Naeggy.

Makotoast Naeggy

Ulti mate Breakfast

Supper Hi Shoel Laval: Shsl Fill your tummy

Makotoast waited in the toaster for what seemed like an eternity. The bread felt the heat slowly start to tastify its soft texture and brown its pale surface. The young slice of bread was now made into a toast.

It suddenly shot five feet into the air. It was a bittersweet moment. Yes, it was now toast, but it was also late for school! The toast came down and landed straight up in its school uniform and a smaller peice of toast, shot from a tiny toaster, landing right in the middle of Makotoast. It would have to eat breakfast while running to school. Makotoast proceeds to flop over, crushing the tiny piece of toast under its weight.

Nagitoast was watching from the trash can and laid there, cause it was was still useless trash.

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Author notes: I think Makotoast is already a babykiller in the first chapter.