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yogen2022-01-19 09:50 am
cloversandcranes) wrote in yogen2022-01-19 09:50 am
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Ah shit, here we go again.
Who: Ishimaru, Komaeda, anyone else
When: January 12th/several days after the invesigation and the discussion that came with it.
What: Makoto finally asks about Kirigiri's and his past fates (maybe even coming clean with his own past) as he struggles with his own demons. Also trying to understand what is happening here at this school since he's new.
Warnings: Talk of deaths from the far and close past. Flashbacks of gruesome murders from the killing game and his experience with the post Tragedy world. Suicidal thoughts and urges with survivor's guilt galore. Danganronpa spoilers everywhere.
The truth always comes out eventually... (Closed to Ishimaru)
[Makoto couldn't ignore it anymore. Ishimaru's reluctance to talk about his past encounters with their friends here, those creepy paintings in the common room...It was all too much for him to ignore anymore. Especially after the investigations and the talk corresponding to it.
So after everyone went their own ways, Makoto followed Ishimaru to their room for the day and waited till they were alone to ask.]
What happened to me? The me that was here before.
Please forgive me, I've got demons in my head. (TW: Dark thoughts such as suicidal thoughts and urges. Hallucinations caused by grief. And just general sadness and helplessness.)
[Several days after the investigation, Makoto found himself on the roof again, alone this time with only the memories of what happened here to keep him company. He didn't know what lead him to return to the roof of all places but he needed space from everything. Even being in a past crime scene was better than dealing with people right now.
His mind was still reeling from all the information he had gained these last couple of days. What happened to his past self, the murders that happened and keep happening here...everything. Why was this happening to everyone? Why was he here?
Sighing in tired resignment, he sat on the edge of the roof and stared at view of the courtyard and beyond below him. How did he get here? After everything, dying and appearing here...He supposed it made sense. After all, what better way for him to reflect on his mistakes than put him in another horrible situation? He deserved it even.
But...could he go through all this again? All the pain and death? The betrayals? Everything he had been fighting to stop before he came here. He didn't have much of a choice in any case, with him being here at this school.
The more he looked down, the more the world seemed to shift around him. He could almost feel Owada and Kuwata at his side as they had done the day they had convinced him to play hooky with them. Kuwata's delighted laughter and words mixed with his dying screams at his execution. The urge to just move closer to the edge was impossible to resist, making him inch closer to the edge of the roof.
Some part of him was yelling at him to back away from the edge and go back inside but the whispers of his dead classmates were simply too enticing for him to listen. Hearing Celeste's refined giggle as she teased their friends, Owada cheering on Fujisaki as they worked together...the sounds of their happy days at Hope's Peak. Ishimaru reprimanding Kuwata for not keeping up with his studies...It felt all so real. What he woud give to go back to that time.
He blinked for a moment and he saw someone walk in the courtyard. They were talking with someone else and had blue hair. It couldn't be, could it? But when the person turned around turned around, he saw the face of Maizono Sayaka, alive and smiling at him. Seeing it so clearly at this distance should have been impossible but the sight of her angelic face blocked out his mind screaming at him to leave.
She waved at him eagerly and motioned for him to come join her. Suddenly the distance between them didn't seem that vast, only a hop and skip away. He could just jump down there, couldn't he? It woudln't hurt and he would be with her again. With all their friends...Suddenly all of their friends were down there too beckoning him to come down. Yells of encouragement filled his mind as he conteplated it.
If someone walks to the roof and enter the scene, they will see Makoto staring down at the courtyard in a distant but yearning expression. He had moved to the edge till his legs dangled off the roof. He might be okay but do you want to risk that chance?]
Not quite friends but not quite strangers (Closed to Komaeda)
[After his hallucinations on the roof and the subsequential talk after, he had rushed off to find someone who could help calm the raging storm of thoughts in his head. He wasn't going to talk about his recent experience on the roof, nor his almost diasterous moment of weakness. He just needed someone who could understand what he was going through. Someone he knew and trusted.
Also his situation here made him worry about the remnants he had sworn to protect. He knew Hinata and Komaeda were here for some reason so something must have happened to them. He hadn't seen Hinata since he arrived but he had seen Komaeda. He just hoped he could talk to him alone.
After a while of searching, he was relieved to find his upperclassman alone on the third floor. What he was doing there wasn't important right now. He just needed to talk to him.]
K-Komaeda-kun? Can I talk to you?
Now I need questions...Now! Answers! I think you mean answers. (Network Post)
Hello everyone. My name is Naegi Makoto, a newcomer of this school. If you're wondering why I'm messaging people now instead of when I arrived, it's simply becuause I cannot sit idle anymore.
I had hoped that this place wasn't as dangerous as I was lead to believe, naively hoping that things would settle down. But after everything that has happened recently...I can't hide from the truth anymore.
I need to know everything that has happened here in the past. And I would like to know about theories of the history of this place and how to escape from here. Anything really...I just need to catch up with things here.
When: January 12th/several days after the invesigation and the discussion that came with it.
What: Makoto finally asks about Kirigiri's and his past fates (maybe even coming clean with his own past) as he struggles with his own demons. Also trying to understand what is happening here at this school since he's new.
Warnings: Talk of deaths from the far and close past. Flashbacks of gruesome murders from the killing game and his experience with the post Tragedy world. Suicidal thoughts and urges with survivor's guilt galore. Danganronpa spoilers everywhere.
The truth always comes out eventually... (Closed to Ishimaru)
[Makoto couldn't ignore it anymore. Ishimaru's reluctance to talk about his past encounters with their friends here, those creepy paintings in the common room...It was all too much for him to ignore anymore. Especially after the investigations and the talk corresponding to it.
So after everyone went their own ways, Makoto followed Ishimaru to their room for the day and waited till they were alone to ask.]
What happened to me? The me that was here before.
Please forgive me, I've got demons in my head. (TW: Dark thoughts such as suicidal thoughts and urges. Hallucinations caused by grief. And just general sadness and helplessness.)
[Several days after the investigation, Makoto found himself on the roof again, alone this time with only the memories of what happened here to keep him company. He didn't know what lead him to return to the roof of all places but he needed space from everything. Even being in a past crime scene was better than dealing with people right now.
His mind was still reeling from all the information he had gained these last couple of days. What happened to his past self, the murders that happened and keep happening here...everything. Why was this happening to everyone? Why was he here?
Sighing in tired resignment, he sat on the edge of the roof and stared at view of the courtyard and beyond below him. How did he get here? After everything, dying and appearing here...He supposed it made sense. After all, what better way for him to reflect on his mistakes than put him in another horrible situation? He deserved it even.
But...could he go through all this again? All the pain and death? The betrayals? Everything he had been fighting to stop before he came here. He didn't have much of a choice in any case, with him being here at this school.
The more he looked down, the more the world seemed to shift around him. He could almost feel Owada and Kuwata at his side as they had done the day they had convinced him to play hooky with them. Kuwata's delighted laughter and words mixed with his dying screams at his execution. The urge to just move closer to the edge was impossible to resist, making him inch closer to the edge of the roof.
Some part of him was yelling at him to back away from the edge and go back inside but the whispers of his dead classmates were simply too enticing for him to listen. Hearing Celeste's refined giggle as she teased their friends, Owada cheering on Fujisaki as they worked together...the sounds of their happy days at Hope's Peak. Ishimaru reprimanding Kuwata for not keeping up with his studies...It felt all so real. What he woud give to go back to that time.
He blinked for a moment and he saw someone walk in the courtyard. They were talking with someone else and had blue hair. It couldn't be, could it? But when the person turned around turned around, he saw the face of Maizono Sayaka, alive and smiling at him. Seeing it so clearly at this distance should have been impossible but the sight of her angelic face blocked out his mind screaming at him to leave.
She waved at him eagerly and motioned for him to come join her. Suddenly the distance between them didn't seem that vast, only a hop and skip away. He could just jump down there, couldn't he? It woudln't hurt and he would be with her again. With all their friends...Suddenly all of their friends were down there too beckoning him to come down. Yells of encouragement filled his mind as he conteplated it.
If someone walks to the roof and enter the scene, they will see Makoto staring down at the courtyard in a distant but yearning expression. He had moved to the edge till his legs dangled off the roof. He might be okay but do you want to risk that chance?]
Not quite friends but not quite strangers (Closed to Komaeda)
[After his hallucinations on the roof and the subsequential talk after, he had rushed off to find someone who could help calm the raging storm of thoughts in his head. He wasn't going to talk about his recent experience on the roof, nor his almost diasterous moment of weakness. He just needed someone who could understand what he was going through. Someone he knew and trusted.
Also his situation here made him worry about the remnants he had sworn to protect. He knew Hinata and Komaeda were here for some reason so something must have happened to them. He hadn't seen Hinata since he arrived but he had seen Komaeda. He just hoped he could talk to him alone.
After a while of searching, he was relieved to find his upperclassman alone on the third floor. What he was doing there wasn't important right now. He just needed to talk to him.]
K-Komaeda-kun? Can I talk to you?
Now I need questions...Now! Answers! I think you mean answers. (Network Post)
Hello everyone. My name is Naegi Makoto, a newcomer of this school. If you're wondering why I'm messaging people now instead of when I arrived, it's simply becuause I cannot sit idle anymore.
I had hoped that this place wasn't as dangerous as I was lead to believe, naively hoping that things would settle down. But after everything that has happened recently...I can't hide from the truth anymore.
I need to know everything that has happened here in the past. And I would like to know about theories of the history of this place and how to escape from here. Anything really...I just need to catch up with things here.
The Ishimaru-Shaped Prompt
He's stopped in his tracks, and he turns to face him.]
Ah... Naegi-kun. To be honest... I do not know the answer for sure. You disappeared. Most of the time when students disappear from this school, they... have died. But I have never found any indication of that happening to you.
[He does know that the meat in the locker at the Home Ec room was apparently human meat, but he has no way of knowing who the meat could have been made from. He never tried it out, or he would have found out if some of it tasted like hope...]
Considering that you do not remember your past times at the school, there is no way to know for sure what happened.
[He might have a more detailed answer about their classmates, however.]
no subject
I see...What about the others? Like Kirigiri-san? I saw her portrait on the wall at the dormitories...
[Part of him was scared to ask since he had a feeling the answer wasn't good but he had to. He had to know.]
no subject
His follow-up question does stop him in his tracks, and a shadow falls over his face as the memories flash within his mind.]
...A-ah. Kiri... Kirgiri-kun... [His throat feels dry, and he tries to swallow.] So you did... notice that portrait.
[He takes a step back uncertainly, feeling weak all of a sudden.]
...Naegi-kun, I.... I am so sorry...