E) PUCK IT ALL - closed to both KAITO and JOONGHYUK
[She'd come up alone. Intended to keep it that way, until the last leg of the journey some knucklehead had up and joined her. Totally uninvited by the way. Too old for her tastes, but they were both knee deep in the shit now. And by this point, she's grateful for the company. All Syo's had the whole way was that icky voice in her head, and it had a running commentary that could put DVD extras to shame.
So on and so forth, dredging up the memories. Kazukiyo-chan, soft little Shu-kun, oh, dear Takeda-senpai? Her blood is boiling hot. The replay is lifelike, as if she's been transported through time.
Then when she and this new guy find the sucker who took the lantern, it's like Christmas came early. Puck is otherworldly gorgeous, like he walked off a plinth in the Louvre. He gives them a spiel, something something tit for tat.
She's barely listening.]
Ooooh, I love a man who plays hard to get. [Her hands come to her cheeks. Her giggle is high and manic.] If you can't give us the lantern, should I pry it from your cold dead fingers?
[Puck raises a brow.
Shing!
There's a puff of smoke and Puck is gone. He's reappeared three meters away. A pair of scissors have been lodged hilt-deep in the tree he left behind — right where his neck should be.
No matter, more where that came from. She's already armed herself, three more pairs sling on the outside of her knuckles, the sharpest set of brass knuckles there ever was. She leaps after him. She can't stop laughing.
She forgot how much fun this was.]
F) MAZE RUNNER
[You've probably had a grand old time so far, being lost in this corny ass maze. What merry we're all making! What fun! What joy!
Except by now, you're surely lost. And there's a pair of footsteps always just behind you, until the second you turn around and there's nothing there. This repeats twice. Three times.
SURPRISE! FOURTH TIME'S THE CHARM! There's a fucking creep leaning out from the last turn you made. Her tongue hangs loose from her mouth, her eyes are bright beneath broad glasses, and they're fixed dead on you.]
Hiiiiiiii~ [She gives a little wave.] I was trying to give you a head start, but I'm getting fucking bored. Try running, okay?
G) HAYWIRE SUN
[In a shocking twist of fate, Fukawa has managed to swap personalities. Probably by mistake, maybe she got knocked out? Either way, you should be grateful. The Headless Horseman is raising his blade towards you, and the only thing that keeps your head on your shoulders is a sudden yank to your collar.
The swing narrowly misses you. There's a hiss of satisfaction and a crass voice cackling.]
Too slow, Gourd Guts!
[Your saviour is a magical school girl, too old for her uniform and too unruly to be permitted in class. She's got her scissors at the ready, and the Horseman is doubling back for you both.]
H) WILDCARD
[how tf did i make it all the way to H....anyway wildcard me bc I'm tired, Syo is difficult and mean but I guess you can find her on the fringes of society. Being a huge creep, cackling, dashing off into the night. Fukawa is at the festival because she's marginally more fit to be seen in public, catch her at any of the events or save her from falling on her ass. PM, discord me for plans, hit up my plotting comment, or just wing it. Love a surprise.]
Genocider Syo | Danganronpa | this is way too long help
[She'd come up alone. Intended to keep it that way, until the last leg of the journey some knucklehead had up and joined her. Totally uninvited by the way. Too old for her tastes, but they were both knee deep in the shit now. And by this point, she's grateful for the company. All Syo's had the whole way was that icky voice in her head, and it had a running commentary that could put DVD extras to shame.
a͖͖͖n͓͕̪d͖͚̦ w̢̘͖h͇͉a̼͎̝t͍͚̞ d̝͖͜o̢͙̟ y̟̙̼o͖̫͜u̡̦͎ p̡͉l̺̼͉a͙̻͖n̢͎ t͕͉o̻̫̙ d̪͖͜o͕̼͓ w̢͉͙h̙̙e̢̙n̡̡͜ y͖̠̻o̢͖͇u̢͇͎ f̙̘̟i̙̙͜n̝̦͎d̡͕͚ t͇̙h̝͎̫e̢͖͓ c̞͖u̢̺͇l͔͉̦p̫̠͓r̡̟i͖̠͉t̟͓̼?̢̞̝
y̟͔̘o̪͇͔u̢͉ s͍̫̞h̝͎̠o̢̙͔u̞̝̝l͔̝͜d̼̙͔ h̺̘̫a͔͍̫v̢̺̝e̢̢̡ c͉̼͔a̼͔̼j̼̪̪o̪̠͉l͚͕̞e͇̺̞d͓͔̻ o͍͎n͓̝͙e͇͔͖ o͚̙̺f̡̢̙ t͓̝̝h̫̻͇e̪̺̘ b͇͓͚o̡̟͖y͖̫̪s̝̙̠ i̫͍͜n̢͖͔t̞͚̙o̝̝ c͙̪̼o͔̼͎m̞̟̞i͍̼͜n̡̦̦g̠͕,̝̻̪ t͉̠̪h̝̠͎e̼̘̞r͙͍͓e̟͇'͉͎͉s̪̝͕ n̻͉͙o̢̼̙ o̝͚̘n͓͓̺e͎̼͜ a͓̙̦r̼͎̪o͍͍͇u̢͖̝n̦̞̟d̢͇͍
n̫̟o̠͍͕ o͓̺̘n̦͉̪e̡̟͇ w̦̙̞o̡̟͇u͇̟͔l̡̙d͍̼ h̙͔͚a͕͚͕v͔͔̞e̘̻ t̡̼͖o̺̼ k͚͉̘n̢̼͙o̟̠̘w̞͔̠,̟̪͉ n̞̪̘o̢̪̻ o̙̠̪n͕̦̺e̪̠͔ w͙̞͎o̞͙̠u͔̼͉l͖͓͚d̫̞͓ f̡͓͜i͕̺n̢̫̙d̺̝̫ t̪̺̦h̡̺͇e̫͔͖ b̡͙͙o͕̙͕d͖̦͓i̫͚̦e̘͎̝s͓̞̦
So on and so forth, dredging up the memories. Kazukiyo-chan, soft little Shu-kun, oh, dear Takeda-senpai? Her blood is boiling hot. The replay is lifelike, as if she's been transported through time.
Then when she and this new guy find the sucker who took the lantern, it's like Christmas came early. Puck is otherworldly gorgeous, like he walked off a plinth in the Louvre. He gives them a spiel, something something tit for tat.
She's barely listening.]
Ooooh, I love a man who plays hard to get. [Her hands come to her cheeks. Her giggle is high and manic.] If you can't give us the lantern, should I pry it from your cold dead fingers?
[Puck raises a brow.
Shing!
There's a puff of smoke and Puck is gone. He's reappeared three meters away. A pair of scissors have been lodged hilt-deep in the tree he left behind — right where his neck should be.
No matter, more where that came from. She's already armed herself, three more pairs sling on the outside of her knuckles, the sharpest set of brass knuckles there ever was. She leaps after him. She can't stop laughing.
She forgot how much fun this was.]
F) MAZE RUNNER
[You've probably had a grand old time so far, being lost in this corny ass maze. What merry we're all making! What fun! What joy!
Except by now, you're surely lost. And there's a pair of footsteps always just behind you, until the second you turn around and there's nothing there. This repeats twice. Three times.
SURPRISE! FOURTH TIME'S THE CHARM! There's a fucking creep leaning out from the last turn you made. Her tongue hangs loose from her mouth, her eyes are bright beneath broad glasses, and they're fixed dead on you.]
Hiiiiiiii~ [She gives a little wave.] I was trying to give you a head start, but I'm getting fucking bored. Try running, okay?
G) HAYWIRE SUN
[In a shocking twist of fate, Fukawa has managed to swap personalities. Probably by mistake, maybe she got knocked out? Either way, you should be grateful. The Headless Horseman is raising his blade towards you, and the only thing that keeps your head on your shoulders is a sudden yank to your collar.
The swing narrowly misses you. There's a hiss of satisfaction and a crass voice cackling.]
Too slow, Gourd Guts!
[Your saviour is a
magicalschool girl, too old for her uniform and too unruly to be permitted in class. She's got her scissors at the ready, and the Horseman is doubling back for you both.]H) WILDCARD
[how tf did i make it all the way to H....anyway wildcard me bc I'm tired, Syo is difficult and mean but I guess you can find her on the fringes of society. Being a huge creep, cackling, dashing off into the night. Fukawa is at the festival because she's marginally more fit to be seen in public, catch her at any of the events or save her from falling on her ass. PM, discord me for plans, hit up my plotting comment, or just wing it. Love a surprise.]