『Monokuma』
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Post by 『Monokuma』 on Jul 18, 2016 4:52:26 GMT
CHAPTER 1:
IS THERE ANYONE OUT THERE?
CAUSE IT'S GETTING HARDER AND HARDER TO BREATH
It’s a lovely morning. The sun is shining, though it's smaller than you remember. Despite the redness outside, it almost seems like home. Hold on, you notice… the last few days it was harder to breathe, but… you can breathe easily now. What was going on? Well either way, one could put it out of their mind, or become instantly suspicious, but when one makes their way to the Space Hangar a terrible sight awaits them. Zelda, the SHSL Medium, lays on the ground with a giant lump on her head. Is she dead? If you approach, you find she’s still breathing. Oh thank god. What is she doing here? But then, in the plane, you notice something. Who is there? Is that… is that… Zephyr, the SHSL Chemist? Oh gods, is he alright? Upon closer inspection, despite the fact that Zephyr seems untouched and appears to be sleeping soundly, he isn’t breathing. No matter what you do, there’s nothing you can do to help him. Zephyr Kazuki is dead. |
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Naoya Akamura
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Post by Naoya Akamura on Jul 18, 2016 6:40:52 GMT
Naoya Akamura
TAG None WORDS 445 - | There was not much that a person could find very uplifting about being trapped on a martian base, being forced to suspect that someone may try to kill you at any moment just to escape. Knowing a timer was ticking down to the collective demise of everyone in the station. Every morning, it seemed like less air was allowed to enter their lungs. If something didn't happen soon, they all might...
He fought off those thoughts. Of course he did. After all, submitting to them was when despair would set in. Instead, he resisted. Bided his time. Investigated every nook and cranny he could in the base. Kept vigilante for any slip up by their captor. Avoided with all his strength the dismal desire to clamor for the recycled air that they relied on.
Until, that morning. It was the first thing he noticed as he sat up from his bed. That it was suddenly easy to breathe. As if they were on earth again. This feeling chilled him to the bone. He was a lot quicker getting ready that morning, practically throwing on his clothes and going straight out the door.
His steps were slow, and cautious. Even though he was normally light on his feet, every step seemed to echo as he checked each area available to them. The cafeteria. The dome center. The Space Plane hangar..
As he peaked his head into the large room, his breath suddenly stopped. With wide eyes, and ice cold blood, he stepped into the hangar, his eyes darting between Zelda and Zephyr.
"Shit.. T-Two?" The SHSL Medium was closest, and after shaking off the initial shock, he slowly approached her, kneeling down. She appeared to be breathing, however, her head looked rather bad. A concussion was certainly possible. Delicately, he grabbed her shoulder, shaking it. "Zelda... Come on, wake up. You have to.." He didn't finish. He knew there was still the boy, who had also been lying on the ground. Standing up, Naoya walked over to the blue haired chemist.
As soon as he got a closer look at the boy, Naoya's fist clenched, his knuckles going white.
"No.. This has to be..." He stood, stepping back from the body. Part of him didn't want to accept it, but.. Zephyr really was dead. And... one of them killed him. Maybe he seemed like a threat. Or maybe the killer was just looking to escape. That didn't really matter then.
The artist took a deep breath. He knew this might happen. Even if he resisted it, there was a chance that this would happen, and he knew that. After all, life on Mars was deadly. |
MADE BY VEL OF GS + WW |
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Post by Jack hiro on Jul 18, 2016 7:20:01 GMT
So jack has been looking around this place since introductions and really did not find anything that seems like it could lead him further except maybe the room with a giant dog in it but it did not seem like he was going to enter that room any time soon. Jack could not even find any sign on where the bear could have gone. Jack searched for a few days and each day it became harder to breathe but jack knew he had to press on and try and find a answer. He searched every nook and cranny until but nothing came up. Jack decided to try and confront the bear somehow in the morning because at this rate jack would die of suffocation if he did not find the bear. Jack went to bed and hoped that tomorrow he would get something done.
Jack woke up and noticed that it was a lot easier to breathe then last night and wondered for a few seconds but then had a horrible thought when he remembered what that bear said and he ran out to door. Jack searched some places and was thankful to find nothing but that changed when he went to the space plane hanger. Jack found Naoya standing near two bodies. Jack rushed over to him and saw that zelda was unconscious with a bump on her head. Jack could not believe what he saw when he looked at the other body which was not breathing and upon a closer look was the chemist dead. Jack could not believe that someone would just kill somebody like that. Of course there was only one person he could think of who could have done it and it was that stupid bear.
Jack- Hey Monokuma admit to your crimes in killing the chemist and knocking out Zelda. You can not escape Justice unharmed evil villain. Come out and prepare to face swift justice from Jack the ultimate hero. HA ha ha ha.
Jack now waited for that bear to appear so he could deliver Justice to him.
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Hibiki Shima
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Post by Hibiki Shima on Jul 18, 2016 7:45:23 GMT
[/font] As she came closer the tennis players words trailed off and and stopped in her tracks as she took in the sights that lay here before her. Two bodies lying here seemingly lifeless and only the hero and the artist around. Not a good look for the boys and as the young woman took in the sights it made her uneasy. Sure she talked a hard game but she didn't...I mean she didn't like s-...Whatever. Shaking herself out of her own fog, Hib sighed and massaged her temples trying to block out the sights of the chemist and the stood near the artist, careful to keep space between the two of them if only for the moment. "Well shit..." What else could she say? Well to answer that she leaning in closer to the artist and spoke into his ear in a voice that was barely over a whisper so nobody except Naoya here could hear what she had to say, referring back to the conversation she had had on that one fateful day "so much fer faith in our fellow man, eh?"[/ul] |
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Daniel Saotome
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Post by Daniel Saotome on Jul 18, 2016 7:58:59 GMT
Well, that was a pleasant surprise. As the days went by on Mars, Daniel couldn't help but notice that he had trouble breathing. Surely at some point all fifteen of them would have choked to death. But when he got up that day, he could breathe far easier, as if he was back on Earth.
Naturally, he knew what this meant: Someone died. Although he really didn't want to do it, he left his room and wandered around until he found Hibiki, Naoya and Jack standing there. That meant that he also saw the two bodies.
"Oh, shit.", Daniel said. "Two bodies on the first go?" He then walked over to Zelda first. After getting close, but not too close, he could see that she was still breathing. "Thank goodness.", he stated.
Then he looked at the other body. Zephyr, the Chemist. That guy wasn't so lucky. He was dead.
The Procrastinator scratched his head. "So, what comes next? It'll be troublesome, I bet."
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『Monokuma』
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Post by 『Monokuma』 on Jul 18, 2016 7:59:47 GMT
A sound echoed through the Dome. "Ding-Dong-Ding-Dong." Afterwards, Monokuma's voice echoed from the scatted loudspeakers. "A body has been discovered! Following a brief period of investigation, we will commence the trial!"
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Jun Yamazaki
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Post by Jun Yamazaki on Jul 18, 2016 14:51:44 GMT
I'd rather trust and regret  than doubt and regret “Dead men are heavier than broken hearts.”The detective had spent his days on the space station so far conserving as much energy as he could. The ever looming timer of their limited oxygen supply hanging over everyone.He had taken a day to explore his room to full extend and was happy to find his trusty Beretta Model 92.After putting the gun back into it's holster under his coat he continued to lounge around.After that his actions on the station became limited once again, and now he could feel time running out. He had been calmly in his room on days, organizing his thoughts and everyone's profiles.Day break, at least, that's what he assumed. Being in space really doesn't allow for a good grasp of time. He sat himself up on the bed and was about to go through his morning ritual when something stood out.“The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes.”He took another deep breath, then immediately stood up and walked out."Fresh air, and good amounts of it too. It only allows itself to end at one conclusion so.."
But before the detective could finish his thought a certain voice echoed through the building
"Ding-Dong-Ding-Dong." Afterwards, Monokuma's voice echoed from the scatted loudspeakers. "A body has been discovered! Following a brief period of investigation, we will commence the trial!"
"Damn it!" Jun began to increase his pace. "Someone really went and did it huh?" He shook his head as he passed various areas. He would't know where to begin searching if it wasn't for the commotion coming from the space plane hangar.
He slowed down as he approached, and as he turned the corner he quickly identified 4 students who had already gathered at the hangar. "Naoya, jack, Hibiki, Daniel" After that he scanned the room for the obvious, the body.
On the floor were two students, the medium and the Chemist. After a quick observation he had determined that the chemist was the one to have been "Killed"
Another corpse for the morgue
He ruffled a hand through his hair, knowing full well he let his thought escape. The sight of a dead body was nothing new for the detective, but he knew it wasn't so for his fellow students. So he prepared himself for hallowing screams and stomachs turning.
The detective himself was fired up and ready to get started, but the best thing would be to wait for the rest of the student body to arrive, knowing the bear he'd still have something up his sleeve. So Jun set himself against a wall and waited, his mind already racing.
Words: 447 | Tag: N/A | Notes: MindPalace has been updated to reflect these events. And another dry board has appeared!
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Kairu Williams
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Post by Kairu Williams on Jul 18, 2016 18:56:43 GMT
Kairu laid back looking up into the star lit sky of mars, his mind wondering between reality and fantasy as his eyes attempted to create constellations from a constellation free sky. The days spent here on Mars were becoming more and more dull and no more discoveries were being made, the clock was ticking and no one was even a step closer to a potential escape. Kairu sighs, gaze still upwards at the constellations he was attempting to make, this distraction being nothing but a futile attempt which only proved to be more frustrating at this point.
"It isn't the same, it isn't fair!" he mumbles in an annoyed tone now rolling to his side and glancing at the distant wall of the mars dome. "I want a discovery, I want to be of help. IT ISN'T FAIR!"
His mind wondered over his investigation of the Mars Dome so far, the areas he visited thus far and the fruitless results of each attempted discovery, only one area of interest remained at this point.
"Maybe I should just fight that robotic dog......where else can I make a discovery?"
Suddenly, breaking the archeologist's train of thought.
"Ding-Dong-Ding-Dong. A body has been discovered! Following a brief period of investigation, we will commence the trial!"
Hearing that Kairu's body darted up quicker than it ever has since landing on mars, his eyes widening in disbelief over what Monokuma had just stated over loud speaker.
"DID HE SAY DISCOVERED!" He bursts out in disbelief, sweat pouring down his face. "WHAT WAS DISCOVERED!?" he then further queries whilst cocking his head. Truth be told Kairu had missed the body part of the announcement and everything else upon hearing the trigger word "discovered'
Hands twitching for excitement, he did not hesitate to put notepad in hand and rush through the dome at top speed.
"DISCOVERY! DISCOVERY! DISCOVERY! DISCOVERY! DISCOVERY! DISCOVERY! DISCOVERY! THIS IS MY CHANCE TO MAKE A DISCOVERY!"
Chanting his favourite word, he dashed through the dome glancing everywhere for this fabled discovery. Hearing some form of commotion he presses towards the Space Hanger where several students had already gathered, slightly disgruntled others may have already beaten him to it. No matter it was time to be optimistic and make the most of this situation, with a big smile he turns the corner.
"I AM HERE FOR THE DISCOVERY!!!!"
His loud outburst quick to reduce as he glances over the injured Zelda and the murdered student Zephyr. It was shocking and not what Kairu was wanting to see.
"Oh, is that it?" He questions in a bored tone sighing whilst dropping his pen and notepad. "Is this what I think it is? Two crushed dreams?"
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Raiden Yagami
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Post by Raiden Yagami on Jul 18, 2016 22:55:15 GMT
[googlefont="Boogaloo"][googlefont="Great Vibes"] PERFECTION IS THE CHILD OF TIME and i will be that child  | Today was so far not a terrible day. Raiden had noticed, however, breathing had become easier to steady. Of course, he was practicing his technique to not use as much air, which meant that he wasn't breathing completely in all the time, just enough to function properly. Had the bear given up? Perhaps they had beat the bear? After all it wouldn't be any fun for the bear if they all died of asphyxiation because they were strong enough to take the obvious bluff. After all, Raiden truly believed that the bear wouldn't let them all die just because they were a stubborn lot. However, he still had a lot of work to make sure that no one would bow down to the bear's will ever again.
Raiden had risen from his bed early and decided that since the air seemed to be back on, he'd go for a jog around the dome. There seemed to be plenty of air and he really sorely needed to work out his body. However, it was just as he was going out of the building that a loud BANG rang through the area around the building. Raiden Yagami had just tripped over his shoelaces and landed flat on the ground. His nose was starting to bruise slightly and his glasses… well, one of the arms had completely broken off. After yelling a curse, Raiden pushed himself up to a sitting position and replaced his glasses on his face so he could actually see despite the one arm having been broken off. He'd scraped his knee, and his nose was bleeding slightly.
This was not how a perfect person did things.
Cursing loudly to himself he made his way back to his room and cleaned himself up and took a deep breath in. Ouch. His nose really hurt. Looking at it, it was really red and was already bruising. He tapped a finger against the bridge of his nose a couple times to test the tenderness. His glasses hurt just being on his face, but they were a necessity. If only he had tape. Either way, he balanced the glasses on his face so one would notice only if they really looked at the right side of his glasses. He kept the other arm in his pocket, and was hoping to find Monokuma to see if he could get something to repair his glasses. Or replace them. At least the blood stopped fairly quickly.
Nothing was going to plan. He was screwing up already. Raiden began beating the side of his head with his hand thinking things like 'bad Raiden bad'. And then it happened.
"Ding-Dong-Ding-Dong. A body has been discovered! Following a brief period of investigation, we will commence the trial!"
Raiden's eyes widened as he looked at himself in his bathroom mirror. He stared for a moment as he thought over the meaning. It couldn't be. No. No. One of them couldn't be dead. If that was true his dream of perfection was over because he had decided to save them all. He failed. He failed. No, it was just a ploy. That had to be it. Raiden took several breaths in and ran out of his room at the speed of lightning, as if he were in a game dashing to the other side of the court and then back and forth. His heart hadn't raced this fast ever since that game last year against his old team. Where he faced five on one. Where he completely demolished his replacement, and beat his team all of his own. But the feeling his heart was one similar, but completely different at the same time. Back then, perfection meant winning and that was what he was fighting for, against a team that made him feel like he was gone. But now, he felt the crushing defeat pushing down at his heart.
When he ended up in the Space Hanger where the others were, his heart immediately fell shattering into tiny little pieces. He stared for several moments at Zelda then up to where Zephyr was. They were both dead. And he failed them. He failed. He failed. He failed.
Raiden lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly as he mulled over things in his head. He couldn't achieve perfection. He had failed. He had completely failed. There was no way to win any more. His life's work was in tatters. His perfect record with winning when he said he would win was ruined. Therefore, perfection was out of his reach. He was just a dirty disgusting little boy who had dreams of something he would never be.
A low laugh came from his mouth, as the boy was possessed by something that wasn't… usual of him. At least of what he had displayed before. He didn't think he ever laughed like this. It was almost creepy the way he laughed now. He looked up and looked around. Ha. Ha. Ha. Perfection was completely unreachable. Perfection was just a dream. He was an imperfect being just like everyone else here. However, he still thought as he looked around, every one of these people could still be perfect while he lay down as the imperfect being he was and look up to those who could reach god status. These people. These people would be perfect. And only an imperfect being like himself could do make sure they did.
"Well didn't you all hear the bear?" Raiden laughed slightly louder and pushed his glasses farther onto his nose, though making sure to keep them balanced correctly (it seemed his habits he picked up while trying to emulate something he'd never be, were going to be hard to break), "Let's get to it. Figure out which one of you little shits did this and then see how they fell from the grace of perfection."
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Kaoru Amakaze
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Post by Kaoru Amakaze on Jul 18, 2016 23:52:51 GMT
Aah, nothing like spending yet another day locked up in your own room Kaoru thought as he was lying down on the floor looking at the ceiling. After a few days of nothing but the same he noticed that it was much easier to breath which could only mean one thing. Even though he knew he really should go check for the body he didn’t feel like it, instead he took a nap.
He didn’t sleep for long before being woken up by some signal, he only heard a little of the end, though. It was easy to figure out what it was though, considering the loud “DISCOVERY” he heard repeatedly being shouted outside. He went up & opened the door, following the loud shouts. He was closing in on the space hangar.
He looked into the room, seeing a crowd of people. This must be it.
That's when he noticed the bodies.
“What…? 2 bodies…? Who could’ve done this…?” As he said this he was walking into the room. He closed in on Zelda. “Oh wait, she’s still alive, huh?” he said rather nonchalantly. He looked at the others in the room. “So, was it one of you guys? Or does the culprit still need to come here to see their work?” He began smirking while saying this. “Maybe it was you, Naoya? I heard about what you apparently tried to do.” As he said this he was leaning towards the painter, smiling even more than before. He stopped. “Or maybe you’re just an innocent bystander, either way, we’ll find out soon enough.”
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Zelda
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Post by Zelda on Jul 19, 2016 0:01:56 GMT
 at most I'm sleeping all these demons away
ȋ̦̰̮̭͎̺͉ͣ͂͆͋͊ͫ̉̎jͨ͊̇͏͔͙̙͈̭͇̤ũ̖̠̦͗̔͟͡s̪͍ͤͥ̕ͅt̶̩̳́̄͐͘͟w̧͕̱ͬ͆ͣ͛̀͊̑̍͌͜͟a̗̗̼̬ͨ̈́̍̌̽n͙͇͉̳̮̂̇̉͑̈̒͊̄͡t̨̛̯̟̜̯̝̠̞͓̊́t̨͎̼̤̲̾̆̈́͛ͫ̄̾o̘̖͖̼͓͗̉̔ͬ͜͞b̗̲̹̐͂̒̃̀ͤ̊ͅë̝͓̱̔̀͟o͎ͯͧ̃͆͊̈́̔͞k͔͎̅̇̒̏ͣ͛̏̚͘a̫̬̪͓̝̪ͦ͑́͊̿̆ͮ͜y͎͉̰͇̾͌̂̓̾̃ͭ̆b̞͙̦̠̹̝̤̲̫̃ͤ͢e͇̟̪̬̯̥͚͐́̓ͣ͛̍ͤ͝ò͊͒ͤ̐͝͏͉̼̯̣͔̫͝k͓ͥ̀͛̋͒͒̿̏ͅã̫̰̮̠̖̩̤͙̐ͩ̇ŷ̗̩ͭ̄̍̒̕͢b̖̳͔̬͑̽̽̓̆̆̀ͅḗ͕̹̝̟̚͡o͋̽́҉̴̵͈̠͔̞̞͖k̩̙̫̱̝̫̞̈́ͨä̦̞̭̮͎͙́ͩ̍̐̈͛ͬ̐y̛̬͖̍̓̎̓̄̊̏͜ȉ͕̳̭͓̱ͥͭ̽́j͎̘͙͍̪̪̳̔ų̠͔͔͈ͤ̉̊͊̌͢͝ş̐̆̿͂ͭ̌̚͏̦̫̘t̢ͮ̌́͋͏̡̣̮̯̰w̞̜̝̩̲ͬ̈̈́͟͡ą̴͇͍̟͍͓̞͕̂̂͆̎̆n̅̊̆͗̊ͪ҉̺̫̰̯́͘t̤̞̙̙͗͛̾t͉̻̞̪͓̣̩͕̆̔ͪ̓͑̎͘͟͡ͅo̗̭͍̻̪̳̬ͪͭ͗̑ͦͯ̄͛̒́b͎̪͖̫̐ͮ͡ͅe̢̹̦̦̹̹̒̿̌̆́͘ò̪̬͇̽́͟k̸͈͚̎̎̕å̶̧̤͈̫͓̋͛͐̀y͓̥̿̍̽t̷̻͈́̏͗͊͊ͭo̠̖͍̤ͥͩͭ̊͗͡d̺̙̝̻̝͖̝ͭ̓͛ͨ̈́̎̎̿a̳̹͒̓̽̂͜͞y̽͐ͣ̆͒ͬ͛͠͏̹͈͍̣͟
i̯̫͚̺̩̹̘̫̒͗͊́j̶̵̧̹̣̩̝̺͗ͦ͆ͧ̒͂̎ṵ̘̮͕͖̠̈́̆͊̊́s̈̓͛́͆͌̃͒҉̨̭̝t̴̛̙͉̥̝̲̜̅̅̆̽̓͛ͯ͡w̫͔͛ͬ͊̀a̡̠̖̰͍͓̻̪ͪ̃ͬ̓͠͝ǹ̷̺͔̗̻ṭ̵͖̤̮̘̥̘ͪͮ͋ͤ̂͐̎̕t̜͉̺̻̞̅̀͊͊̂ͬ͋ͦ̀͢ơ̴̠͖̺͙̞̯̗͖̜̾̉ͥ̈ͩ̂b̗̺̐̋ͦͧ͗̇̀̚͢͝e͙͍ͦ̈́́͠oͣ͐ͫ̾̌ͩ҉̨͕͓̲k̼͍̊ͫ̉͊ą̶̮̹͚ͣͬ͛͌͊̆͟y̸̷̱̤̖͋̄̈́̀b̶̧̮̩͛ͭ̃̋̚ḛ͓̤͉͐̑͑͒͛͐ͦ͜ò̷͙̠͙͎͕̗͛ͩͦͬ͜ͅķ̼̈̔̂͐ͩa̫͍̪̙̥͊ͬͤ̐̈̔̋͛͜͡y̙̼͈̬͌̽b̵̛͉͈̲̮͔̖̟̓̅̒ͩe̬̮̪͎͋͞o͓̩͈̍̈́ͣ̌ͦͧ̀ͅk̘̩͋̂͛͂̀͋ͫa͍͕͍͎̓̇̀͡y̛͖̹̹͇̦̖̬͙̽͐ͧ̆̋ͥ͝i̾̄҉͉͖̪̟̳j̞̲̼͋̾̄ͪ͊̉̉ͮ́̚uͥ̊ͦ̾̋̎ͧ̏̚͏̹̻̠s̳̟͍ͥͥẗ͔́͌ͫ͛͑͡͠ŵ̞̭̬̮̻̣̉̄̂ͣ́͜ą̥̼͕ͦ̔͂͗̆ͥͥͮ̓n̮͕͈̠͙̺̥̹̿̀̕t̶̙̳͒͑̏͂̓̏̚̕ͅt̳̭̝͎̒ͤ͛̽̀õ̴̧͎͓̲̹̞̘̦̏̎͆͌́ͮb̢̤̟̩̺͂̀ͩ̉͆̾ē̷̫̦̹̣̔ͦ͛̅ͭ̓͊͝ỏ̘̩̘̟̗ͤͣ̔k̡͎̲̰͕̯͚̦̯̎̓̅ͫͤ͞͞a̎ͧ̋̅ͬ̑ͦ̒҉̮̭̮̰̩͍̫̲͝͝y̡̰̹̟͇̦̖ͥͫͥ̋̉͞t̜̻̖͊̚͜ơ̤̥͔͎͎̭̏̋̄̈̂͆͛ͬ̚d̞̝͎̳̑͆̄̆ͧa̼̠͉͔̣ͮ̈̀̍̚͟y͕̖ͦ̅͆̏̾͡ͅī͙̲̦̯̼ͩ͘j̱͖̻̺̤̗̮̥̆̍̈̔
ụ̵͙͔̦ͧ͑s̸̨̜͚ͭ̈́ͫt̸̥̻̟̱͕̍ͦͮ̓̓̕w̧̡̗͆̀͊̆͘a͙͈ͬͥͥͧ̈ͭ͟͡͝n̷͉̼̦͐ͦ̿ͩ̋ͭ̈́̇t̴̯̙͕̬̰̭̻̲ͪ̏͠t̘̟͈̣̘͔͌̏́o͕͕̣̍ͨ̃f̬̳̠͇̖͂̍ͣ̉ͭ̿ͅe̘͔͙̙̩̯͕͖ͦ̽̈̿͘e̴̞̜̭̝͈̹̼ͫ͋̌̃̽̿͜͝l̴͎͈͍̎̇ͯ̓ͤͣ̽̉t̮̻̮̭͙̼̗̖̉̎̃̔̀ͨo̧̦̼̒ͦ́͛̚ḑ͉̥̯̫͍̄̇ͧ̏͊̾̑̀̚a̟̘̼͎͚̾ͮͩ͡y̹͇̤͉͓͋ͩͨ͂͟f̸̱̟̻͓̹̘̱̾͌ͪ͊͋ͪ͑̉ȇ̸̛̱ͯ̊͜e̸̡̙̦͉̳͎̠̘̘̘ͪͪ͐͛̀́l̡̇̓ͧ̽ͅẗ́̏ͩ̑ͬ͏̴̡̭̩̟̞͓̱͈o̩͍͇̮̮ͧͫͩͣ̄̂̄̉͜dͥ͑̄͆ͤͨ͑͟͏͔̝̟͓̣̜͜â̪̭ͦ̐̂̚͡y̸͈̜͎̻͛̽̒ͪ̉͗ͧ͒́f̫̯̠͐͌ͦ̍ͩ̀e̤͓̤̭̦͌̌ͣ̿͒͡ḛ̩̤̙̳̭ͯͅľ̨͈̎̃́t̝̙̤̪̠̬͖ͧ̆ͦ͌͐̄̕͢o̶̰̫̱͖̝̯̱̰͗̕͟ḑ̷͇̗̰͕͚̹̹͓̋̐̌ͭ̀ͅa̴͇̰̥̥͚͈͊̃ͧͭ̕͝y̷̯͍̱͉̜͍̬͐̂̏̏̃i̢̼̣̪̜̹̅̽͊ͪ̄̕j̬̟̥̗͔̠̙͉̎̎ͦͣ͊̓̓͑ͥu͍̬ͪ͛ͫ̾̈́̋̄s͖͇̖͙͓̆̚͢t̶̄̿̾ͧ̉ͮ̂̀͞҉̺͙̻̖͉͖ẅ̬̖̭́͋̊̀̕a̘͓̙̥̼͙͙̬̅̔̐̚̕͢n̟̋t̵̸͉̘̭̣̼͖͊͛ͭ̅̐ͨͫ̆t̨̠͙̍ͩͣ̓ͬͪ̓̈o̢͕͈͓̩̙̟̳͒ͨ̂͢͡f͉̲̼̳̽͛͑͂͋̀͘e͓̻͔͕̻̫͎͖ͤ͑̍͛̆͟ȇ̷̗̙̻̻ͫ̓ͪ̈ͥ͠l̷̢̫͕̤̦̗ͦ̑͋̑͗s͐͐͗͐̔̆ͦ͌͞͏҉̪̫̝͍̙̹͉̪õ̵̬͖͙̘̤͎͇͌ͥͣͬ͑̍͘m͕̠̜͓̥͉͂̓̂͂͂ẹ̯̮͖͔̈́̅̿̇̾̆͛͐
t̝͔̞͇͙͉ͧ̎̈́͂̕h̶͚̜͇̘̫͌͌͗͊̆͜i̵̤͔͎͚͇̝͂̃n̰͚̟̰̳̼̬͛̃̾ͯ̎̈ͣ̀͘͢͟g̵̥̃̽ͤͭͩ͊ͮ͜t̵̟̰̞͚̜̒́ͥ̐̋͊̀o̘̖͔̬̰̭̜̠ͯͨ͌̎̃̊̔͑̀d̋̆̐ͥ͑͐̐͐̀҉̭͔̖͖̠̟̰̞ä̴̗̖̤̞̩̖̣͑͌ͤͬ͆̚ͅÿ̻̳̖̖̺́̏͂ͮ̓ͮ̍͡͠î̴̦̹̣̗̪̝̞̲̙͗̾ͧ͂́̋̒j͚͔̋̊̈ͩ̒ͫ͢͢u̼͉̠̼̣̣̭̔̈ͭ̌s͈ͮͩ̉̽͡t̟ͦ̆͛w͐̂͑͒̈́͆̓҉̖͕̩ä̢͉̞̭́̌̓̌̓͛̍͟n̢͎͖̤̹̟̿̿͒ͬ̒̌t̼̦̫̖̲̼͓͉ͯ̒͒ͣ̾ͨ̃̚͟ṯ̵̴͙̯͈͕̩̅͜oͩ̓̎̊́̃͢͏͖̘fͧ̉̌͌̾̋̓̈́̚͏̴͎̜̘e͈̯̙̲̥͖̒̔̃̚̕͘ͅȩ̯̦̘͓͔̗̇̈́l̡͙͍ͫ̾ͥ͗̔͐͢͞t̷̝͍̖̎ͫ̐͂̍̊͞o̧̪̫̽́̾̍ͮ̓͠d̬̲̂͆ͩ̄ͥͪą̯̠͎̭͖ͨ̌͂͗̔̔̈̀y̋ͣ͏̢͖f̛̫̣̥͇̲̠͉̞͆̅̚e̸̡̫͍̪͈͋ͤ̏̃ͫͥͨę̯͓̗̖̥͑́ͫ̍͊̓͢l̫̬ͭ̓ͬ̽̉ͮ̄ͧ̚t̴͎̱͙̜ͯ̏͒͗͋̍̀o̷͎̞͙̟̼͇̟͈͒d̵̬̼̼̞̙͕͉͙̉ͭ̓͑͡a̵̭̲͍̥̮̓̃ͫ͐̉̔̍y̵̡̟̤͉͓͕̰̩̬̿̽̆̽̕ͅf̰̬̯͖̯̻̝͆̓͆ͬ̀̔̋͛̕e̶̷̬̭̅ͣ͗̓̑̾ͦeͥ̾̈́͐͟҉̣̣̲̪̟̤̥l̵͖͚̹͉̮͚̽͒̈́ͮ̏tͪ̐̐ͥͧ̉͏̠͚̼̲͍̰̺̥̠͘o̻̪̟͌d͕̫̺͓͉̖ͤͯ͝ą̷̱̜͍̰̞̂ͯ͐̐̐ͩͯy̒̂̄̌́҉̱̺͔̞̯̥͕̭i̡̨̥̮̥̐̂̃̅̿̀j̷͓̞͚̭̙ͬ͊́̕͘u̲̙͈̫ͫ͑ͦ͋̉̚s̤͈̲̑ͩ͆ͮͅṭ̻̬͐̅̽̈w̢̏ͨ҉̹̰̹̦̹̘̱ă̜̟̦̐ͣ͂͊̽͢n̋ͥͫ͏̸̟͔͖͙̙̬̯͈̪
t̼̦̲͒̓̄͂ͥ̀̚t̶̨̹̹ͥͮ̓o̶̧̰̩̙͉̟ͦͭͮ̆̐̚͜f͚̼ͫ̐̔e̷̳͎̼͈̼̞̮̘ͣ̾̈͌͆̀e͕̗̖͍̼͍̟̩̎́͑l̥̮̻͓̝̞̻̩̈́͛͢s̈́͊͛̋̒̉̾́̚͏̙̹ơ̺̪̿͌͛̅ͨ͝m͍̝̹͈̼͎͊ͣ̓̓͆̀e͉͇͂͘ţ̶̗̙̾̅́̓̊̎̾͟ḩ͕͖̤̮͕ͬͫ̓ͫͭ̔̍͗į̥̱͍̣̳̦̬̀̈̽́ṉ̶̠͚͓̘̺͈̝͐͆̽̓ͥ̓̈́̀g̢̈́͋ͧ̍̌́ͤ͏̫̗̝͖̹̥̘̦t̮̥͍̘͕̠̽ͣ̅̂͒ͩ̕͟o̡̬͓͇͒ͩd̋̓̾͂̄ͬͣ͏̣̺̝͚a̱̲̼̰̭͌ͣͯ̂͒y̶̔ͨ̈́͋̂ͪͥ҉̖̹̀o̡͍̭̯̞̫͕̺̫ͬ͢p̴̶̨̹̭̫̻̞̙͍̖͊̒͌̿͊ͣ̓̚ͅe̩̲̪̜̞͖̅̿̈ͥ͆ͣ̽͜͞n͙̣̬ͭ͑͠m̨̯͎͚̙̳͇͑͌̆̎̀̉ͫ̇e̵̢̳͚̮̙̲ͥ͂̎̊͠ȕ̗̥͔͈̆ͨ̅̾̇ͤ͗̌͝p͕͍̠͉̳͓̼̣̅a̶̱̱͓̺̣̩͈̔̆̏͌͢ņ̛̺̩̠̖̎̐ͦ̎̏͂̓̐͡d͇̞̟̫͇̬̻͔͛̅̓̃̾͠y̵̶̘͈̩̼̞̣ͧ͂ͯ̾͂oͨ̓ͬ̌̉̀͏̩͖͙̥̙͕ų̷̩̼̙̺̩͓̺̼̔ͩ̑ͪ̂ͣ͋ẅ̸̝͕̞̅ͤ̅͛ͪ͋̆i̸̠̫̮̽ͣ͋ͨͩ̚l̨̝̣͚̠̱̲̇ͪ̆͞ḽ̝̺͙̞̙͈̰́ş͎̥̲͚̽͐͘e͈̪̱̍̓̊ͥ́̒͡ę̺̤̹̠̹ͬͥ̔̔͘͟ͅi̯͛͐͌͞'̲̗̠̮̣̳̩̮̫̍ͯm͉͔̦̲͚̖̗̩̔ͨ͌̽ͩ̂ḁ̲͎̜̥͓̠̗͕͑̂̄̆͂̊̐g̎̄ͯ̔ͬ͐͏̷͉̩͠ä̬͎̦͇́ľ̹̺̮ͫ͂̂̿ͯͫ̚ḽ͈͓ͪ̀̌̚͘͟e͛҉̫͎̻͖ř͚ͬ̚y̸̙̲ͪͦ
ǫ̴̬̩̼̼̬̹̐̌̽̎̐͒͘f͈͇̻̽ͨ̿̐̈ͯ̾b̧͕̤̬̝̺̩͓̤̜̅̽͊̐̈́̒ͧṟ͎ͥ̔͛̓͢o̡͓̼͔̲̙͚ͨ͛ͥ̃͐͠k̤̣̙͕̻͈̳̭ͮ͊ͩ͋ͭ̏̔̚͘͢ͅe̡̼̩̠̯̤̲̽ͩͧ́̋͊̒͡n̟̬͔͇̗͌̋̃̑ͥ̿͢͞ͅͅh̗̗͕̮̊͘eͮ͌̃̏̌̽͏͙̣̦̤̜͞a̺̘̼̐ͬ̅ͧ̌̈͗̀̀r̵̨͔͖͇̩̲̩̼̐ţ̭͈̤̙̹͓͕͚̃̑̂̏͒͐͆ͅs͒̽͊̊͒ͬ̔͟҉̟̗͚͕͕î̟̗̤͖'̷̰͇̱̞̥̝̳̥́͑ͬ̅ͩ͐ͣ̌ṃ̷̤͍̖̙͎̹̟̈́̌́́̚b͖̾̌͋ͨ̑̂͆͆͟͝e̸̤̹̝͉̊ͥ̍̔͢y͈̳̞͎̤̼̥͋̅̀̑o̡͈̥͈̺ͭ̑̾ͤ̐̀ṉ̶̟̬̞͔͌̈́͛͌d̡̠͕̩̤̳̖͑ͥͪ̾ͥ̿̑r̨͓̠̘͔ͤ͋̒́e̟̅̌p͙͒͌̒̌͝a̷̖̮̣͎͕̰̜ͣͦi̛͚̲̫̟̟͛̆͂͞r͔̙̙̯̟̅ͧl͔̜̟ͣͣe̡̨͇̫͔̱̟͙̞͖ͦ̈́ͥ̓ͧ̊͌ͨ̀ţ͚̲̇̃̉ͪ̏͌̌m̶̢̻̱̝̞̤̟̭̺͛͊̆̍̓̋ͯͅe̦̭̤͉͇̻ͮ̓̊͢ͅb̝̣̟͖̘̤̮͐͌̎́̑e̡͓̓͆͛̔̉̔́͂͘a̛ͯ̔ͭ͐̒̉̄̃̆͏̴͖n͇͔̯͎̥̠̤̊͊̓̎ͣ̽̓͑d̢̎̅͊ͤ̐͠҉̺̜̱͍ğ̷͞͏̥̹͇iͮ̐҉̥̦̰̠͎̯̫͜v̴̵̖̌̈ͫ̾͐ͬ̒͆͝e̥̤̜ͣ̀ͥͅṁ̵̬̮̹̖͚̪̣̽͋̐̐ͭ̍̓̕e̯̻̾̒͌͑̓ͥ͛͋͢͡b̫̼͓̠̻̹͇͓̣͑͗̕͡ä͈̘̤̯͖͉͋͌ͬ͗ͥ̚c̡̼̺̯͔̤̤̪̣̎̒ͪ̐́̕͞k͔̈́̎ͬ̀͠m̛̯̔͗̄ͩ̇̆y̠̭̞̻̖̣̳͊̒̌̋̎̅͠
i just want to be okay today
b͚̱̰̤͑͊̆͢ͅr̵̸̛̝͈̼̳͚͌͐o̟̦̻͆͂͂̕k̻͔̪͈̖͉͛̏̽͋̍͢e̜̝̭̥ͪ̓ͣͯ̉̓ͣ́͝ṉ̢̛̼̰̤̣͓̆̑ͥ͛̒͆ṕ̧̝̜͓͎̏̈̉ͩ̀ͨ̑ͯ̀a̵̩̼̗̣̪̤ͥ̉ͤͮ̑ṛ̢̰̜̐̿ͬṯ̶̬ͣ̐̒ͭͪͯ͘ș͉̘̻͙̣ͭͦͧ̀̍͛͂͑i̗̪̩̰̭̟͒͘͟j̟̬͍̮͑́̒̃u̬̞ͨ͂ͯs̼̱̮̳͚̰͚͍̫̄͒̓͑̓̆ͤ̈́̀͢t̲̳̺̞̳̼̿͆̈́ͨw̵͖͙̯̗͕͔̩̪͌̅̎̑ͮͮ̉a͆͝҉͖̜͇̬̼n̨͕̦̞̥͈̩͋̾̆̄́́̑͛t̳͉͆̅̋ͫ̈́͜t͔̲ͭͨ̈́ͮͤ̒o̢͉͇̯̻̳̤̻͊͊͟k͕̟̘̣͐́ñ̶̰̻̺̻͐ͮͨ͂̐͑ͦo̙͇̘̜̖̹̞̊̏̉̐̏̏w̋̍͐̆͌̏̎̌ͬ̕҉̞͓͔̖̞tͯ̈͛͒̓͏̱̱̲̗o͖̻̖͍͇͎͉ͤ̓̇͐͑̽ͤ͋́d̑̓͆̈͞҉̯̜a̯̳̹̬̣̹͉͔̥ͨͫ̌ͭ͐͐̈̚y̖̲̹̳̲̪̼ͩ̌ͯͯ̋ͮk̛̳͑ͮ̽̒́ͦͯn̤̫̳͉̥̻ͬ͆ͤͤ̀͜ò̀̆̏͒̄҉̵̩̘̯ͅw̷̢̨͙͚̓ͦt̖͕͇̝̯̔̃ͬ͌̓ͭ̾͞õ̡̦̭̼̦̘̂̔͟d̞̭̘̮̑̂ͩ̕a̹̙͂̅ͣͦͧ̆͐y͍͕̻̓̑̆̎́̍ͦ́͜k̮͎̼̜̣ͪͬͯn̡͇̦̲̯̤̬̘̗̭͆̎ͤͣ̒͒̀̚o͕͖̦ͬ̒̒̍̅ͮ͢͟w̸͖͎̯ͧ͌̇̈́ͪͦ̔͊̑́t̳̙̃̎́͆́̔͐͒ͦ͢͜ŏ̭̝̤̀ͦ̌̔͠d̴̨̩̦ͦ̌ä̸̤͍̩͕̼́̓̅̓ͨͫ̌y̶̞̲̰̬̗̩̦ͧ̇̃ͭ̇̕ͅi̊͏̶̢̞͍̖̠̭j̛ͫ́҉͍̹̻̠̪̪̟͍
u̹̳̥͈̟̟͐ͥͪͯ̉ͩͤͅͅs̵̑̔͋̅̒҉͚͓ͅt̨̯̜̍̓ͫ̔͠w̨̢͓̝̲̳̠̺̰̝̾̓͌́aͯ̄̍̈́̉̿҉̢̹͙̪̹n̨̛̻͚̼̩̙̩̬̅t̨̛̗̳̘̗̺͍̹̪ͩͮ̅͆̀̽ͧͦͯ͞t̪̬̭̦̲͕͙́͗ͫ̆̚͝ͅo͈͚̟̲̞ͨ̿̅ͧ̓̏̚͞k̸͉̼͕͈̪̻ͤ̇̋̓̅̃̍̕͞ņ̶̧̖̫̂̆́ͣͣǫ̘̩͕͔̞̯̓́̑͆͗̃̑͡w̴ͩ̑͏̲͈̭̗ș̶̒͛͐̊̏̌͠ͅo̸̮̱̗̤̼̣̠̊̑ͣ͊́͂͘͝m̢̳͔̯͔̣̗̥ͤ̔͜ę̶͇͛ͪ͛̒̄̀͜t̹̄̐̈̆̓̿̑̂̚͢h̫͖̤̺̗͇̫͙͊̀̂ͩ̀i̡̟̩̺̠̓ͮͥ̈̂̾̏͠n̗̻͐ͯ͗ͩ̅ͦ͂̇͞g̷̛̩̼̞̓͒ͩͥͯ̈́ͯ̃́ṫ̳͖̂̊ͤ͑̎ͤ̃o͖̰̍ͫ͢d̡͙̮̪ͤ̽̊͑ͯͤ̋ͨa͖̘̐͟ÿ̡̭̪̠̖̖̩̜́ͫ̂̓̃͒ͭͦ͢i̴̤͐ͯ̓͑ͫ̒j̧̟̰̜̗̣̼͕̮̊͒̋̇̿̽ͥ͂͟u̇̇̓̒͡҉̜̦̱s͓͙̭̝̠̗̬̞ͣ̊͋̀ͅtͨ̆̍҉̭̜̩͖̺͙͞ẉ̷̗̹͕͓͂̍̑̌̎͗̊ͅͅa͖̟̯̻̥̝̻̬̜̍̆̉͐͋͆͗̎̉͢n̮̬̤̫͇̞͉̏ͥ̌͛͑͐t͇̳̚͡t̷̼ͥỏ̴͚̰͖̰̝̫̲̩͒̄͠ͅk͑̈͏͈̙n̵̹̻̙̤̖̖͕͓͛ͪ̐̃͠ȍ̎ͬ҉̬w̴̵̷̖͛̈́̾͑ͤ͑̐ͩt̢̮͕͎̺͓̰̭̖̽̕o̧̢̺͓͙̯̰̜ͮ͝d̹̻ͥ̃ͫ͌̃̈́͜a̠̣̘͕͎̺̭̜ͫ̐y̛̮̙̟͕̖͉̝̓͑̉̈̒͒ͧͅk͆̉̾̎̔҉̰̮̤̦̭͍̥̳ñ̙ͨ̈́̾ͤͫ͂o̵̭̗͕̻͛͟ẃ̶ͭ̂̉̔ͣ͑̽҉͖ͅ
t̡͇̟͋͌̇ͯ̿ͯ͑͆ó͖̝̙̼̪̥̕͝͞d̤̱̝͌̄ͨ̃̎ͩ͐̂ͤa̐ͦͬͩ̈́̿҉̜̜͈y͓̳̗̤͙͈̍̌ͣ͒͢͟͡k̅̎ͧ͐͐͏̢̱̱̲̠̟n̼̝̋̂ͨ̊o̶̡̮̹̼̠̦͓̗ͩ͒w̳͈̤̠͓͇̪̳ͮ̓́͛͠͠ţ͕ͧ͛̍͐̇̐̒͜ō̱̯̩̳̩͉̊ͥ̈́́̈̌̇̕ͅď̩̗͕̲͓͖̪̪ͩ͐̈́̆̒͋ͭ̀́͟a̞̙̠̖̱̹ͤ̄͂͌̿͟ͅy̛̮͇̐ͥ̾̓̕͝k̵̰͇͖͒̃ͅn̴̹͔̰͙̱ͦ̊́ͫͪ͞o̟̘͋ͣͫ̊͗̽̃́͞ẅ̶̸̦̤̻͖͎̰̬̄̍̑̇̽͐̾t̋̄̓ͤ̿̅͜͏̪̬̪̫͕̰ḩ̢͚͉͕̟̎̅̕ȃ̺͙̍̏ͥț̷̱͕̳͖͚̩̜̓͑͗͑̔̄ͫ̇̌m͉̣̗͚͕̒̿ͣ̐a̺̣͉̩̭̺̝ͪͪ̑̐y̮̤̤̮͉͈̱͊͐ͬ̈́ͪ̿̌b͇̠̪̍ͬͬ̐ͮ̔͌̅̾͞͞e̲̤̲̍ͧ̉̀̔̎͊̕ȉ̞̦̐̔ͮͅw̸̧͖̦͎̮̪̲̮̜̖ͥ͑ͫi̴̶̢̙͉͊̾̌ͥ͋l̢̞̞ͬͫͩ͗̊̀̕ļ̷̬̟̠̜̹͗ͣb͆́͒ͩ̍̄͊́͝҉̫̣̥͕͉͎͙̯̳e̶̵̙̖̎ͬ̓́̾̉ͧ̚̚o̷̤̦̤̜̥̯̯ͧ͛̅̍͋̀k̜̩̲̼̭͑̾̓ͬ͑͌̀͢ͅā̢͚̤̙̹̳̼̓̅͐͋̉̚yͣ͗͛ͭ̚͏͓͙̳̜̜̳
Wh...what...? Zelda's brain was a whirlwind of static and pain as she slowly opened her eyes. Everything was a dull grey, but...it was better than nothing. But..wait, what? This wasn't Zelda's room. Not her bed, but...but...
No. She...she remembered, sorta.
But it was such a blur.
Still, she had to sit herself up and find the others. Maybe she wasn't too late. But it was, in the worst way possible. Zelda tried to inhale, to no avail--the oxygen was gone. No one had done the fucking deed and now they would all die. She tried twice more, feeling her lungs curve inward and scream with sharp, stabbing pain. Her vision was starting to fade rapidly.
And then it came. Ambrosia known as oxygen. Her lungs flared up as she gulped air down greedily, coughing it up just as...er, elegantly. No, it was there, alright. ...So, something must've happened. But where was she? Her eyes analyzed the situation, and..oh, she definitely wasn't alone. How long had all these dudes been watching her sleep? Oi, but...why did they look so afraid? Clenched fists, defensive postures, hurt, angry, shocked expressions...that could only mean one thing.
"D-..coughcough...did so-something happen?"
Her eyes slid to the left as exhaustion began to set in, adrenaline leaving her--
And then surging back as she gazed at Zephyr's dead body.
"...N-No...what? This wasn't...it wasn't...why?"
The knot of despair in her stomach had slid up to her heart, and she felt as though it was any minute til the hammering in her chest suddenly stopped. Zephyr. Dead. In here. With her. And...others?
With a screaming sob, Zelda buried her face in her hands. In her head, his voice taunted her endlessly.
"̫̝̦͓ͅw҉̝̭̺̝̦o̡r̺̰͇̩͕̭t͜h͖̮͕̦l̵͈̳͈̭e͙̙̲s̸̜s͙̗̱, y͔͓̖̦̤̘̬o͚̘͍͕̪̼͕͜u'r̙͕e͏͍ ̨̗̣͍̪̝w̗̭̟͎͟o҉̜r̭̫̻͇͜t̰̖͉̥̕h̗̬le̵̟͔s̡̭̫ͅs̫̬. ̠u̵͇̞̮̲͖s͈̟̙̣̲e̷̦͇̣̠͔̟l̡̫̟̝é̩̠̣s̵s̮͓ ̢̦̮͉p̘̰͕̝o͔̲̻̰͕͎ẁe̪̲̼ṟ̻̞̻̙̝̯͢s̰̻͔̗,̻̺́ ̰̙̺̫̕p̜͚͔̻͎̝ͅr̨̤̪̠͈̣̘e͓̟̳̱͞t͜e̬̫͍̟̮͖ņ̞̩͎̝ͅd͏̺͈͎͕̦i̧n̜̭g̪̳ ̶y̺͈̺o̺͡u̢̘ ̳͙͈̖͔ar̤̦e͔̤͎̲ͅ ̮͕̗̯̦ś̱̗̭̥̗̦o̱͍̤ ̮͉͔m͈u̸̳̤̱ͅc̸̠͓͔h͚̳ ̢̤̣͔̫̺̖m̟̬̣͙͍͡ó̳͕̼̭̘r̰͇ẹ͎ ̨̗ṭ͈̞͖̝͙h̬̘̙̼̝͔̣á͓̯̝̦n̳̜̘̫̞ ̬̘̼̬̣̼̕yo͎̯̹ͅu͚ ̼̖͙̪͖͍͢c̩̟̯͚̗o̢̦̪̥ų̫̝̻l̵͍d̡̺̦͎̣̼̭̱ ͙̘̞é̳ͅv҉͎͉͓̹̘e̴͈ṛ̮̯̭ dͅr͈̮͚̳̹e̲͟ḁ̬̻̣͚̗̳̀m̹̙͈̩.͖̯̲̻͇̩ ͜ͅ y͍̲̞̫̰͝o̜̰̣͍͇u͔͖̦̣̣̠ͅ ̝̯͈a̟̩ͅr̤͙͙̞̻̯͔e̬͕̭̳̦͟ ͓̱j̦͓u̖͚̻̳̙͢s͖͙͉̬̺t̬̦̦̥̬̖͈ ҉̺̬͚̫̠l̘̘̩͍͖̘u̻̥͙̺̯c̺k̖y͔̟̰͉,͖͇̥̝ ̖b̖ͅu̙̹̳t̬ ̵͉͍̙m̩̖̘̬̖̭̟ǫ̱͈͎̹s̩̣̖͍̰t͕͕͕͙͓͔ ̘͚̜̬̲o̪̠͚̝̗̱͘f̣̗̜͍̭̖̣̀ ̼͔̱̞͟a̝̱͔̖̯͙l̤̙̭̜̲l̞͔̗̰͟, ͔y̦̫̰̭̤̰o͕̩̫̝͖̟u͍̯̱̤͚ ̨̪̺͕a͇̦͎͎̭̜r̢̺e̼͢ ̛W̪̘̟̭͠O͍R͞T̶̰̲̦̩͎͖̙H̘̞̼LE͇̝̯̗̤͖̹͜-͕̰̕"̯͚̼̹
all
zelda, seer of stars
rest in peace... [/div][/div] MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Iris Roth
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Age: 17
Talent: Pharmacist
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Post by Iris Roth on Jul 19, 2016 0:10:19 GMT
A late night's sleep was supposed to help her psyche, but all she could do was take a few more pills to help ease the headache that returned shortly after she woke up at this desolate hell hole. The stress was piling on despite no one forcing anything upon others, but she couldn't do anything but worry. She thought about taking off some layers to cool herself off, but decided against it in case of an emergency.
She eventually fell asleep after a long night of tossing and turning which, in turn, caused her to miss and sleep through the original morning announcement.
A sound echoed through the Dome. "Ding-Dong-Ding-Dong." Afterwards, Monokuma's voice echoed from the scatted loudspeakers. "A body has been discovered! Following a brief period of investigation, we will commence the trial!"
Iris woke up in a fright. The sudden announcement shook her up and she jolted upwards from her bed with her hands in covering her face. It felt easier to breathe, but that was the end of the good news. After wracking her brain around once more to remember the announcement she was woken by, her eyes grew wide as she let out a small scream where she quickly attempted to cover her mouth. It meant that someone died. It also meant that someone killed.
"No... Way..."
She muttered to herself.
"NO!"
She yelled.
She rushed quickly from her room after grabbing her bag and made her way to where the others were. She stared in a daze and looked at the others for some other answer; Hoping that it wasn't real. But it was true, someone was dead and we're now forced to look for their killer. She turned to the others and more specifically, Kaoru.
"Didn't you say you were going to prevent this? What ever happened to your speech. What EVER HAPPENED TO- I trusted that we could... We could save ourselves... And be free... Of this nightmare..."
Her frustration ended as soon as it began as she dropped down to her knees and began sobbing gently.
"I-*hiccup*-I'm sorry. I'm j-*hiccup*-just trying-*hiccup*-, shift the-*hiccup*- blame."
Iris is left on the ground wailing and trying to dry her tears with her sleeves.
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Apollo Petras
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Age: 15
Year: 2
Talent: Emperor
Alias: Minionofshadows
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Post by Apollo Petras on Jul 19, 2016 0:22:59 GMT
Quiet. Uneventful. Boring. The only words to describe what Apollo had thought of everything so far. Apollo hadn't done much of anything, but be alone with his thoughts. He didn't feel like he needed to get to know any of the others there, sooner or later they would probably just die anyway, given how weak most of them seemed.
Apollo sat of the edge of his bed, lost in his thoughts. He had spent every minute thinking of what to do, how to escape. He wouldn't give in to some kidnapper's demands. He needed some way to get out...without any unnecessary casualties.
Apollo's eyes widened as he heard the chilling sound, the one that signaled the beginning and end of night time, but it felt unusual, the morning announcement had already come that day, and it wasn't close to night time yet.
"Ding-Dong-Ding-Dong. A body has been discovered! Following a brief period of investigation, we will commence the trial!"
"No..Fucking god dammit..."
Apollo shot up from his bed and ran out of his room. He had to see what had happened, see who had died. Apollo followed some of the others to the space plane hangar, and there he saw the bodies of two people. The one closest was the Medium, Zelda, though she seemed to still be breathing, and farther back, in the plane was Zephyr the Chemist.
Apollo clenched his fist and gritted his teeth. He couldn't believe this, someone was dead, and another was seriously injured. He looked around the room, a furious expression plastered across his face. "Which one of you cretins did this!?" Apollo's face was red with rage, he wouldn't let a murderer go free, he would find who did this.
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Post by Lindsay Hiiragi on Jul 19, 2016 1:56:13 GMT
Lindsay heard the alarm. However as she was in a...compromising situation it took her a bit to get her bearings. I mean God, the whole struggling to breathe thing was scary but it was also kinda hot. Maybe she was discovering a new interest in breathplay? When it came to the hard stuff she was a bit of a versatile, but had masochist leanings.
Oh yeah, enough about that. Story of the century. First death. And a beloved classmate was gone. Which come to think of it...it had gotten a bit easier to breathe. Anyway she had more important things to do. Lindsay couldn't afford to be dirty. Not today.
Lindsay raced to the space hanger, where everything seemed to be happening, and oh...it was Zephyr. Which was a shame really. He was pretty, and even if he wasn't he was a human being and they shouldn't just be cut down like that. Lives were important.
"...This...this is really bad. Poor Zephyr." Lindsay said, sadly.
The reporter nervously looked around the room. She wanted to take stock of everyone, see whether or not anyone looked suspicious. A couple of people were really freaking out. Zelda and Iris were both really sad. Lindsay hated when cute girls were sad. It almost always meant something legitimately bad had happened, at least in her experience.
It was also uncomfortably like looking into a mirror.
"Zelda....actually no one should blame themselves. The only one to blame here is Monokuma and the circumstances we are in." Lindsay said. Then she went over to Iris and dropped down to her level, she reached over to her in an attempt at comfort.
"It's ok Iris. Everything is going to be fine. We'll get through this." Lindsay said. Perverted thoughts aside she felt an inner warmth. The young reporter had always wanted to support someone like this. She just hadn't gotten a chance as an observer. Maybe now, here, she could finally be an actor and actively help others.
Lindsay hoped so anyway...anything else was a bit scary to contemplate.
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Post by Yuukyoku Souzousha on Jul 24, 2016 7:44:11 GMT
Hazy. That was the best way to describe Yuukyoku's state of mind that morning. As time went on she wanted to spend less and less time out and about, for some obvious reasons. The less moving and more sleeping she did the less oxygen she used. It wasn't much but it might give them a few more minutes at least...
And the other reason was that the less out and about she was, the less likely she'd be an easy target if the coming suffocation led anyone to do the deed.
That morning she was awakened by the sound of bells, or rather a stock bell ring sound. Stirring from her slumber the Body Discovery Report followed quickly behind it. She heard it, but it took a moment to sync in.
A body had been discovered.
Someone had been killed.
Yuukyoku's heart sank. Someone had done it. They had fallen in to the Bear's mockery of the idea of a Game. The fresh air that they were promised was of no comfort in that fact.
Slowly she got ready and headed out to meet up with everyone. Not showing up would be suspicious. Merely existing could be suspicious. Making her way around she saw the crowd gathering at the Space Plane Hanger and approached the scene, slowly. Getting there so late did let her see one thing... How they were all reacting. Fear. Anger. Sadness. Confusion. All ingredients for Despair.
But what could she do? Last time her attempts to help fell on deaf ears. It wasn't like they were going to be more receptive of her now that one of them was a suspect. She could do nothing as she stood there watching a group of people would do exactly what that bear wanted them to do.
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