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[...yet.]
...
Though! I assume despite your denials, Hajime Hinata! You require something more substantial than the mere words of the world's most terrifying calamity, Gundam Tanaka!
[He sees your hand and he really doesn't want to hand over this hand book to him.]
...
Though! I assume despite your denials, Hajime Hinata! You require something more substantial than the mere words of the world's most terrifying calamity, Gundam Tanaka!
[He sees your hand and he really doesn't want to hand over this hand book to him.]
[Alright.
Good enough for him.
The mask fades away into particles of weird blue distortion, and that's that. If Gundam says he didn't kill anyone, he might as well believe him. He takes people for their word; it's once you break that to Ryuji that he will never forget that.]
Alright.
[That didn't really fill in the gaps of all the other absolutely fucking batshit stuff that looked like it was going on back wherever Hajime and Gundam had come from. He thinks back to all the talks he had with Hajime, too, about what it would be like to go home.
If that's the home he has to go back to ...]
The only calamity I'm seein' here is how you ain't lettin' him see that book. Might as well just give up the ghost, dude.
Good enough for him.
The mask fades away into particles of weird blue distortion, and that's that. If Gundam says he didn't kill anyone, he might as well believe him. He takes people for their word; it's once you break that to Ryuji that he will never forget that.]
Alright.
[That didn't really fill in the gaps of all the other absolutely fucking batshit stuff that looked like it was going on back wherever Hajime and Gundam had come from. He thinks back to all the talks he had with Hajime, too, about what it would be like to go home.
If that's the home he has to go back to ...]
The only calamity I'm seein' here is how you ain't lettin' him see that book. Might as well just give up the ghost, dude.
[Hajime glances to Ryuji, surprised at how quickly he accepts what Gundam's saying. But... he really shouldn't be, he realizes almost as quickly. Ryuji is just the kind of guy who's so willing to believe in other people that even something like this...
He still wants the evidence to prove it. It's in his hand, he's sure of it, and he doesn't let go of the handbook.]
If... if this has a list of students in it... the people you're saying thought I was their classmate... I want to see it, Tanaka.
He still wants the evidence to prove it. It's in his hand, he's sure of it, and he doesn't let go of the handbook.]
If... if this has a list of students in it... the people you're saying thought I was their classmate... I want to see it, Tanaka.
[Gundam looks even more stunned that Ryuji lets it go.
It must be rather pleasant to live in a world where you are afforded such a luxury among those who surround you.
...Ryuji is most definitely a being who requires continuous protection.]
...very well. I have no murderous sins to lay bare.
[He'll let Hajime have the handbook.]
It must be rather pleasant to live in a world where you are afforded such a luxury among those who surround you.
...Ryuji is most definitely a being who requires continuous protection.]
...very well. I have no murderous sins to lay bare.
[He'll let Hajime have the handbook.]
[Well... he didn't really come from a world where that was actually a luxury he could afford either. There were a lot of corrupt people whose sins had turned them into monsters that hid under sheep's skin in their own society. Ryuji and his friends, then, only ever worked to alleviate those corruptions.
And also? If this were a murder game, he'd probably wipe the floor with his persona. He loved his inner demon monkey king.
He'll stay quiet as Gundam hands over the book. He's curious to know what's going on, but it's not his story to tell.]
And also? If this were a murder game, he'd probably wipe the floor with his persona. He loved his inner demon monkey king.
He'll stay quiet as Gundam hands over the book. He's curious to know what's going on, but it's not his story to tell.]
It is natural! They would devour their children whole without sparing a second thought! You know nothing of their monstrous natures.
You are an anomaly. In all my time with earthly life, I have known any being capable of speech to enviably betray.
Such is the nature of man.
You are an anomaly. In all my time with earthly life, I have known any being capable of speech to enviably betray.
Such is the nature of man.
[Would Persona fall under the "excessive violence" clause?? Who knows.
Hajime takes the handbook, hefting it in his hands. He's never seen anything quite like it; sure, it seems like a normal smartphone or tablet, but there's something weird about that little dancing bear. Like a malice deeper than any he's ever felt before.
He shakes his head, tabs over to the Report Card, and-- selects his own pixelated portrait after a deep breath to steel himself. ...Well, he doesn't look dead, though what's with the only things listed on his profile being mochi? Not to mention--]
Super High School Level...
[Super High School Level What though? It's all just question marks, even in Gundam's handbook. Beep, beep, he taps on Gundam's portrait. Nothing surprising there. Then Chiaki's, again with the same kind of trepidation from looking at his own. Again, nothing surprising. It's... nice, seeing her face again, his own expression softening.
The next one he clicks on is Mahiru Koizumi, and he flinches, a whole-body shudder at the greyed-out portrait labeled DEAD. Though he doesn't recognize most of the faces, the more he taps on, the more dead students he sees. He feels faint, like he might throw up. But--]
There's... it's evidence that he's not a killer, isn't it? There's just-- too many people. I...
[He clutches his tie with a hand, looking to Gundam again more pleadingly.]
What happened? Why... this is what you meant about people turning on each other, isn't it?
Hajime takes the handbook, hefting it in his hands. He's never seen anything quite like it; sure, it seems like a normal smartphone or tablet, but there's something weird about that little dancing bear. Like a malice deeper than any he's ever felt before.
He shakes his head, tabs over to the Report Card, and-- selects his own pixelated portrait after a deep breath to steel himself. ...Well, he doesn't look dead, though what's with the only things listed on his profile being mochi? Not to mention--]
Super High School Level...
[Super High School Level What though? It's all just question marks, even in Gundam's handbook. Beep, beep, he taps on Gundam's portrait. Nothing surprising there. Then Chiaki's, again with the same kind of trepidation from looking at his own. Again, nothing surprising. It's... nice, seeing her face again, his own expression softening.
The next one he clicks on is Mahiru Koizumi, and he flinches, a whole-body shudder at the greyed-out portrait labeled DEAD. Though he doesn't recognize most of the faces, the more he taps on, the more dead students he sees. He feels faint, like he might throw up. But--]
There's... it's evidence that he's not a killer, isn't it? There's just-- too many people. I...
[He clutches his tie with a hand, looking to Gundam again more pleadingly.]
What happened? Why... this is what you meant about people turning on each other, isn't it?
[You're definitely getting protected Ryuji.]
...
[Souda keeps suggesting Super High School Level Traitor. This is probably because Souda is an idiot-- and it has nothing to do with his tragic backstory that Gundam doesn't know anything about because he also won't give Gundam any of his goddamn hope shards.]
Be assured you are alive and shall remain that way, Hajime Hinata. You don't have my permission to perish and you will remain safe under my vigilant watch.
...
[Souda keeps suggesting Super High School Level Traitor. This is probably because Souda is an idiot-- and it has nothing to do with his tragic backstory that Gundam doesn't know anything about because he also won't give Gundam any of his goddamn hope shards.]
Be assured you are alive and shall remain that way, Hajime Hinata. You don't have my permission to perish and you will remain safe under my vigilant watch.
That's... that's Koizumi. Satou's friend in the Main Course. And this guy... this has to be her brother. Kuzuryu, the Super High School Level Yakuza.
[This is all good and normal. Apparently their(??) classmate is a yakuza heir, that's fine. Don't worry about it, Ryuji.]
Did... he couldn't have killed her, right? I-I mean... there's the rule. About... about a blackened getting away.
[Vaguely, he's aware that uhhh the door is still open. Let's just-- head inside, kids, Hajime stumbling a little as he makes his way over to sit heavily on the floor. Li rolls off the bed with a chirping meow and promptly buries herself in his lap. She's too big to really fit in his lap these days, but it doesn't stop her from trying.]
How come the police didn't get involved...? I mean, you guys are all talented students. They'd know you were missing.
[This is all good and normal. Apparently their(??) classmate is a yakuza heir, that's fine. Don't worry about it, Ryuji.]
Did... he couldn't have killed her, right? I-I mean... there's the rule. About... about a blackened getting away.
[Vaguely, he's aware that uhhh the door is still open. Let's just-- head inside, kids, Hajime stumbling a little as he makes his way over to sit heavily on the floor. Li rolls off the bed with a chirping meow and promptly buries herself in his lap. She's too big to really fit in his lap these days, but it doesn't stop her from trying.]
How come the police didn't get involved...? I mean, you guys are all talented students. They'd know you were missing.
Uh what
Your little dudes don't look like monsters. They're more like... little assistants? Yeah, sure. That's it. Also, why'd you name them after shounen manga serials?
[PLEASE... give him someone he can talk to about Two Piece, Breach, Maruto. He's dying for intelligent anime discussion.
...]
Is bein' an anomaly a bad thing? I mean, like, if the rest of society sucks major donkey butt, it doesn't mean you gotta be like them, too.
Your little dudes don't look like monsters. They're more like... little assistants? Yeah, sure. That's it. Also, why'd you name them after shounen manga serials?
[PLEASE... give him someone he can talk to about Two Piece, Breach, Maruto. He's dying for intelligent anime discussion.
...]
Is bein' an anomaly a bad thing? I mean, like, if the rest of society sucks major donkey butt, it doesn't mean you gotta be like them, too.
[Ryuji is chill over here, but when Hajime looks to move so that there's some privacy to their discussion, he has a moment where he looks over at his friend for a cue- like, he knows this is kind of something personal, and he doesn't want to really be there if it makes either of them uncomfortable.
But it's not like the door closes in front of him or anything, so he'll join in, scratching the back of his head sheepishly.]
The police are useless, dude.
[Speaking very much from personal experience here. He was there when Ren came back from interrogation, saw all the bruises and marks all over his face and arms.
The police didn't save the world from anyone. They were absolutely, positively, fucking useless.]
But it's not like the door closes in front of him or anything, so he'll join in, scratching the back of his head sheepishly.]
The police are useless, dude.
[Speaking very much from personal experience here. He was there when Ren came back from interrogation, saw all the bruises and marks all over his face and arms.
The police didn't save the world from anyone. They were absolutely, positively, fucking useless.]
[Gundam doesn't seem to mind if Ryuji stays. If he's going to be loyal to the singularity, he can be privy to what shall come to pass in his future.
Besides. He's right.]
It was the failure of the police to begin with that allowed Monokuma to provide such a successful motivation.
While the memory of this event was never restored to any of us in full, there were enough hints made available for those who deliberately sought them out. They drew their own conclusions as to what had transpired.
Conflict occurred as Monokuma desired and in a heated moment, Koizumi was felled. Not by his own hand, but by one so devoted to him she would sacrifice us all and herself if it meant he could somehow escape.
...He is an barely ursine monstrosity who preys upon their fragility and drives them to unforgivable acts.
Perhaps they are looking for them... but what could they do to reveal our locality to them? There is no way to escape. No way to communicate. They are stranded, clinging desperately to the last vestiges of hope in the face of despair.
[And if they looked for them right now and managed to find Jabberwock Island -- there is no escaping that funhouse.]
Besides. He's right.]
It was the failure of the police to begin with that allowed Monokuma to provide such a successful motivation.
While the memory of this event was never restored to any of us in full, there were enough hints made available for those who deliberately sought them out. They drew their own conclusions as to what had transpired.
Conflict occurred as Monokuma desired and in a heated moment, Koizumi was felled. Not by his own hand, but by one so devoted to him she would sacrifice us all and herself if it meant he could somehow escape.
...He is an barely ursine monstrosity who preys upon their fragility and drives them to unforgivable acts.
Perhaps they are looking for them... but what could they do to reveal our locality to them? There is no way to escape. No way to communicate. They are stranded, clinging desperately to the last vestiges of hope in the face of despair.
[And if they looked for them right now and managed to find Jabberwock Island -- there is no escaping that funhouse.]
[dude's just making friends left and right! he's also meeting people who saw his warning on the network about avoiding the 13th portal of the third plane of existence, heard the kekeke'ing from the depths below, and put two and two together.]
[also, Dave's username has the word god in it, which is probably the only real clue Gundam's going to get at first on his identity — because he's absolutely going to be bullshitting an answer to that question.]
space station noise and safety inspector
my jobs to keep the halls down to a dull haunted roar
the laughings fine
it blends right in with the ghosts and the weird noises they make
but trying to fight the space walls is where i draw the line
im gonna have to write you a ticket
[also, Dave's username has the word god in it, which is probably the only real clue Gundam's going to get at first on his identity — because he's absolutely going to be bullshitting an answer to that question.]
space station noise and safety inspector
my jobs to keep the halls down to a dull haunted roar
the laughings fine
it blends right in with the ghosts and the weird noises they make
but trying to fight the space walls is where i draw the line
im gonna have to write you a ticket
[Hey!!! Dude is a term of endearment to Ryuji. He says it about pretty much everyone.]
So........ the sacred texts are manga.
[Hey, he's not going to complain about that. He loves comics, unapologetically.]
Y'know, you talk like a dark lord and all that shit, but like. You're just a punk like me, huh? The rest of the world's always looked at me and got the wrong kinda impression, but when you just. Like. Accept that about yourself, it's almost like it becomes your own sorta power.
[IN A VERY... LITERAL... SENSE....]
Uh... this again, huh. The singularity.
So........ the sacred texts are manga.
[Hey, he's not going to complain about that. He loves comics, unapologetically.]
Y'know, you talk like a dark lord and all that shit, but like. You're just a punk like me, huh? The rest of the world's always looked at me and got the wrong kinda impression, but when you just. Like. Accept that about yourself, it's almost like it becomes your own sorta power.
[IN A VERY... LITERAL... SENSE....]
Uh... this again, huh. The singularity.
I prefer writings that are more nourishing to the mind's eye than fiction!
[He'll read an encyclopedia from front cover to back. So long as it is relevant to animals.]
However, I suppose if one chooses to ignore the weight of time bearing down on one's soul... manga is an acceptable form of entertainment.
[He'll read an encyclopedia from front cover to back. So long as it is relevant to animals.]
However, I suppose if one chooses to ignore the weight of time bearing down on one's soul... manga is an acceptable form of entertainment.
I do not merely speak like a Supreme Overlord-- I am The Supreme Overlord of Ice!
[Does he not say it enough? Maybe he needs to work it into conversation more.]
Pray tell, what sort of power has your shunned existence afforded you?
[Fire? Grass? Ghost? -- hopefully not Water he's weak to Water types.]
[Does he not say it enough? Maybe he needs to work it into conversation more.]
Pray tell, what sort of power has your shunned existence afforded you?
[Fire? Grass? Ghost? -- hopefully not Water he's weak to Water types.]
[HE
KNEW IT.
HE FREAKING KNEW IT.
Ryuji is so stupidly elated over this.]
Glad you admitted to bein' a giant otaku it's okay, no big deal man, we can talk about your thoughts on Ruffy later since like, I never got to find out if he escaped Frand Isle and I'm hopin' you're from the future or something
[This is so, so, so, so lame.]
Lightning
And maybe ramen, but I haven't figured out how to actually use that power yet
KNEW IT.
HE FREAKING KNEW IT.
Ryuji is so stupidly elated over this.]
Glad you admitted to bein' a giant otaku it's okay, no big deal man, we can talk about your thoughts on Ruffy later since like, I never got to find out if he escaped Frand Isle and I'm hopin' you're from the future or something
[This is so, so, so, so lame.]
Lightning
And maybe ramen, but I haven't figured out how to actually use that power yet
It's only natural to idolize the fictional beings humans see in manga and anime. These things are common place to an Overlord such as myself, I'd forgotten how remarkable they must seem.
[So neither has the obvious advantage between them then. It would be a most engaging battle between equals!]
That's not a power. Ramen is that which sates you, driving you to train to your fullest potential and obtain true strength in this world!
[You know like Maruto.]
[So neither has the obvious advantage between them then. It would be a most engaging battle between equals!]
That's not a power. Ramen is that which sates you, driving you to train to your fullest potential and obtain true strength in this world!
[You know like Maruto.]
Edited (forgot formatting -- ALSO CAN'T SPELL) 2018-08-22 15:49 (UTC)
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