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Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope

Reo

The man that Reo talked to seemed pretty stressed about it all, and he kept stuttering and repeating questions. "Dude. Chill. It's not like we're dying or anything." He responded. It wasn't easy for Reo to get stressed up about much anything, the only times were whenever he had to meet a very close deadline, or he was dealing with someone extremely stubborn.

"Alright, lets see if i have my phone." Reo said, reaching into the pockets of his coat, followed by checking his pants. "Nope. If it's not on my person, then someone probably took it, so i doubt we'll just find it lying around." The LARPer then jumped from the table, landing squarely on his feet on the opposite side of the table from the man who had awoken him. "Let's head out and see if anyone else is here." Reo signaled for the man to follow as he headed for the door.

"Right. My name is Suzuki Reo." He turned around once the man caught up and extended his hand, a light smile on his face. "Nice to meet ya."

Damian

[Temporarily redacted cause im an idiot]

Chosen

Jonah Kalrem

Jonah stayed quiet during the whole walk. He was a bit unnerved at Ka'ora. She made it plainly serious that deviance from the group would most likely get someone killed, be it you or someone who went after you, or even both. For a second Jonah thought it was a threat, before realizing that she just wanted to keep everyone safe. He felt a bit annoyed by her protectiveness. Of course everyone would stay with the group, only an idiot would run off on their own. However, he did understand why she said it.

The Water Chosen reflexively created his Ice Trident and Shield as they entered the fog. Who knows what would be waiting for them? Jonah preferred to be prepared in this kind of situation. It was extremely disorienting to not even be able to hear his own steps in this fog, keeping Jonah alert. His eyes constantly darted this way and that, finding nothing but white expanse.

After finally emerging from what seemed like ages, Jonah saw that the group was faced with multiple creatures, each several stories tall on their own. "Oh no..." They had them surrounded. It must have been a trap. Jonah braced himself and prepared for combat, but saw that Ka'ora was instead moving with them. Although confused, he followed her. If she wasn't prepared for combat, then that means one of two things. One, these creatures arent dangerous. Or two, the less optimistic line of thought, these things were too strong to fight.

Sighing in anger, Jonah followed along, dropping his weapons to keep up. Thankfully, it didn't take too long before the group could stop. Jonah breathed a sigh of relief, before looking to see the creatures had disappeared. He turned to Ka'ora, ready for a good break "So what were-" Jonah was cut short as the Lightning Chosen just threw her spear, killing two zombies in one hit.

Now wasn't time for questions, they had to fight. Jonah quickly ran over to Vita and re-prepared his weapons, just in case close range combat was necessary. And it was at this moment that Jonah fully realized that there was water up to everyone's ankles. Smiling, he pointed his trident at three of the zombies, and water climbed up them until their midsection, before turning into ice, trapping them. He then quickly created an Icicle Spear, and lined it up with all three of the undeads, spearing them all in one go. Jonah allowed himself a light grin.

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope

Suzuki, Reo

The first thing that concerned Reo was that he was wearing his jacket. He never wore a jacket to bed. Nevertheless, yesterday was exhausting. Maybe Reo just forgot to take it off last night before laying down. He shrugged off his concern and tried to fall back asleep. Or he would have, if someone didn't come over to try and wake him up. Reo barely registered what the man was hearing as he sat up and stretched. "Yeah. Just a bit tired. Why, what's wrong?"

Reo gave a big yawn after and thought. Something wasnt right. First the jacket, now this random kid in his room, and the fact that what he was laying on was most definitely not a bed. He put a hand down to feel the smooth wood, realizing its a table, and that Reo wasn't in his room. "Oh. That's what's wrong." Reo put a hand to his forehead and sighed.

Pierce, Damian

Damian awoke from a nightmare, giving out a small cry as he did. He held himself and breathed it off. "Just a dream... Just a dre- wait." The Gamer started to look around, squinting his eyes. This wasn't his room. Where the hell had he been sleeping? Reaching his hands out, Damian looked for his glasses. He always placed them nearby. Thankfully, they didn't get lost, and he put them on. The room wasn't a bedroom of any kind. Rather, it seemed like a bathroom.

"Is this a prank? Not funny, whoever it is, i have a test coming up in..." Damian trailed off. He knew he had a test, but he couldn't remember the class. Damian never forgot his test schedule- one bad test and he'd lose his... His what? Something about money. What did tests have to do with money? "Why can't I remember...?" Damian's mind spiraled as he sat in place, trying to remember something significant, something personal, something, anything.

Shattered Universe: Dimensional Warfare

Id like one as well

Shattered Universe: Dimensional Warfare

It is weekend! Is the reboot ready? Ive been looking forward to it

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope

Reo Suzuki

Name: Reo Suzuki
Talent: LARPing
Gender: Male

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Backstory: Reo has been a huge fan of make-believe, even after "growing up". Now, he just does it with a lot more structure. Not only is he good at individually acting, he's also very physically fit and quite skillful with prop swords and weapons. In addition he's good at coordinating large groups of people, giving each of them "roles" in a LARPing session and managing them if problems arise.

He was contacted by the high school after being recommended by several friends, and Reo began attending shortly after. Now he's taking the role of "Co-director" in the acting department, but often likes to star in plays himself, as well as hosts regular LARPing sessions in his free time.

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope

If a slot is open or one opens up, @TheSeriousJoke , i'd like to call dibs on a SHSL Larper. Ive got a pretty good idea...

Chosen

Jonah Kalrem

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Jonah turned his head and glared at Lachdonan, annoyed that he hit him in the back of the head. Lach gave a look to Jonah however, and the Water Chosen realized that he really should introduce himself. After rolling his eyes at Lach, he put away his sheet music carefully. Ill have to continue some other time. He told himself. After that, he stood and listened to everyone else.

The Wind Chosen, Ethan seemed to be fairly shy, or un-confident as he talked about not wanting to die. Lach spoke up, but Jonah didn't really pay attention. The two of them were already good friends. Afterwards was Vita, the Life Chosen, who also happened to be a psychiatrist. Jonah gave a light chuckle, glad that nobody else heard. He found it oddly appropriate that they had a therapist of some sort with them, especially since a bunch of Chosen had just died.

Next came Amalthea. She was the Fire Chosen, and had made some remark about not being between her and her target. She gave Jonah a very serious and commanding impression. Following her was Sammael, the Light Chosen. He spoke very politely, bringing the term "knight" to Jonah's mind. Ruby spoke up afterwards, introducing her role as the Shadow Chosen. She also seemed a bit flustered, like Ethan was earlier. It was only natural, since this is the first time most of us were outside the walls.

And lastly, was Esmeray, the Death Chosen. She made a quick appeal about looking past her title, before ending. Jonah didn't really understand why the Death Chosen had gotten all the flak for the recent deaths, like everyone was going on about. This especially bothered Jonah, since a Death Chosen was also a part of the killings. To the townspeople, you'd think that the Death Chosen were equivalent to demons. Why did people so vehemently dislike the Death Chosens?

It was a few more moments before Jonah realized he was the only one remaining who hadn't introduced himself. "....Right. So..." Jonah said, collecting his thoughts. "I'm Jonah, Water Chosen and.... I like music." He said simply. Jonah stayed standing for a few moments longer, before sitting back down on the ground and getting his sheet music back out. He wasn't much for social situations, especially around those he wasn't familiar with, so he had very little to say.

Chosen

Jonah Kalrem

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Two months ago...

The day was overcast. Dark, dreary, cold, but not going to rain. Jonah knew these clouds well. He'd been told that water in the air was too free for him to grasp without help from the Fire Chosen. He smiled, defying his feelings and the bleak day, just to try and convince himself that he was stronger than he actually was. It wasn't working. Mostly because his mentor and musical teacher had just died.

"Something.... Everything is wrong."

Jonah stood in the cemetery alone today. He tried desperately to remember the good times he'd had with her, but the memories were fleeting, just like the happiness. The Water Chosen reached his hands out above, desperately trying to make it rain from the cloud. In vain, Jonah spent his magic energy trying to force the water to fall.

"Please. I don't want to cry alone today."

After a few more minutes of wasted time and energy, Jonah decided to pull out his Viola.

"I'm still working on that composition, Jane." He said to the grave. "I think i'll play something else though... something I heard once in a dream."

The young man placed the bow on the strings and pulled, making a note just to get his bearings before he played. The song was slow and sad, a reflection of how the player felt. Helpless. Lost. Desperate. Jonah didn't know what to do. Fear and sadness overcame him despite the music. Music had always helped Jonah to feel better, but it wasn't working.

Then came the second half. The notes picked up, and more instruments seemed to play despite there being only one. Although the viola part sounded simple and sad, the undertones created provided a dark and anxious theme. Feelings, other than sadness began to well up within Jonah- Frustration. Rage. Jane's death would not go unpunished, so long as Jonah could help it. He would find out who did it. And he would have them brought to justice.

And as suddenly as the other instruments began, the entire song stopped. It started raining.

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Why did it have to be so damn hot today... Jonah thought to himself. Thankfully it was an uneventful morning outside the walls. A very few minor undead had shown up, and were dispatched easily. The group collectively, and silently decided to sit down for awhile now. The Water Chosen had pulled out his half-written composition from his backpack and studied it, trying to decide where the music should go.

Before he could get a train of thought going however, an annoyingly upbeat woman spoke up. Ka'ora Ulric, the Lightning Chosen. She tried to break the ice and get everyone talking. Instead, Jonah simply turned back to his paper and kept studying it, before producing a pencil and adding in a few more notes, ignoring the woman and her familiar.

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope

Damian Pierce

Name: Damian Pierce
Talent: Gaming
Gender: Male
Appearance:

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Backstory: Damian is about as extroverted as introverts get. He's willing to socialize, especially with other gamers, but he typically gets tired from social interactions quickly. His time is almost always spent strategizing or playing games to practice or to get better gear. He currently has no great friends, just online buddies he likes to practice with. Damian was noticed after winning a notable gaming tournament at a young age, and was invited to Hope's Peak overseas, and decided to take them up on the offer.
Any other information you'd like to share: He's nearsighted, so Damian will often take off his glasses to read or while he's on the computer.

Reo Suzuki

Name: Reo Suzuki
Talent: LARPing
Gender: Male

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Appearance:

Backstory: Reo has been a huge fan of make-believe, even after "growing up". Now, he just does it with a lot more structure. Not only is he good at individually acting, he's also very physically fit and quite skillful with prop swords and weapons. In addition he's good at coordinating large groups of people, giving each of them "roles" in a LARPing session and managing them if problems arise.

He was contacted by the high school after being recommended by several friends, and Reo began attending shortly after. Now he's taking the role of "Co-director" in the acting department, but often likes to star in plays himself, as well as hosts regular LARPing sessions in his free time.