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[h3]Outdoor Amphitheatre[/h3]

~ [i]Curtain Call[/i] ~[/center]

Keeping his seat at the front of the Amphitheatre, Shirou watched as the rest of their fellows slowly trickled into the area. Thouh he wasn't sure exactly how many people he was actually expecting to turn up, this certainly felt like a few more than the idea he had originally entertained. Every one of them appeared reminiscent of similar ages, likely no older nor younger than himself, Nao, or Yukimori, for that matter. If they were all of the same age range, were they all students at Hopes Peak? Was that even possible, given the circumstances? There must have been a whole class of students present - was it really possible to kidnap them all?

Unsure exactly of how the situation would plan out, he kept his position, hoping to keep as close to the stage as possible. Whatever kind of "performance" they would see in such a place was no doubt to be far from a normal one, and though he hated to admit it, there would obviously be unrest within the group. After all, all of them had woken up in the middle of nowhere, without an indication or hint as to why. If it was indeed some kind of kidnapping situation, as had been suggested, then panic was sure to spread. If they could avoid that, then it was reasonable that they could overcome the issue.

He didn't, however, anticipate the stuffed, monochromatic bear. In fact, he would be hard pressed to say any of them expected it. But thus it came, out from the ground, or beneath the stage, a two-toned, toy bear. His usual reaction might have been to laugh, or joke at something so absurd. But this wasn't exactly a usual situation for him. Watching the thing closely, Shirou couldn't help but wonder as to what could manipulate a bear in such a manner - what kinds of things went into the toy to make it tick. The same went for their situation - what about them, and it, was so special?

Listening intently, despite the obvious comedic undertones of the scenario, Shirou attempted to piece things together in his head. Their host of sorts was the bear, aka Monokuma; they were in a summer camp of one kind or another; their memories had, by some method, been erased to a certain degree; and there was only one method by which they could escape. The fact that it described said method as "simple" was perhaps the singular thing to worry the boy, sending a modicum of a shiver down his spine. Whatever it was, he could be certain that it wouldn't be good, per se.

[center][b]“All you have to do is kill somebody!”[/b][/center]

Shirou grit his teeth at the words, and glanced around at the others, attempting to keep the expression on his face as neutral as possible. As expected, the vast majority of the group was similarly shocked, save a few exceptions - a certain girl in particular catching his eye, with a whole different form of distress on her face. He turned back, allowing himself to take in the rest of the lecture, as it were, and addressing each part in his head.

So that's how it would be. They didn't just have to kill someone - that would be too easy; they would have to get away with the crime in order to leave. He could only help but wonder what would occur if they were caught - the kind of infighting it would cause to have a murderer in their camp. The thought was worrying, certainly, but he had hope it wouldn't come to those kinds of extremes, or people would drop like flies.

Taking his own handbook and scrolling through its varying sections, he made mental notes of every Ultimate's names and Talents, as well as the map. People were already beginning to panic by the sounds of things - this would be the best chance he had to ensure that the group wouldn't fracture immediately. The news was shocking, but it wasn't something for them to get riled up about - not just yet.

Standing up, he made his way to the stage, and climbed up to face Monokuma, intending to place himself between his fellows and the bear, keen to keep the attention on himself, rather than their captor.
[colour=Red]"And what happens if nobody dies?"[/colour] he said aloud, hoping to overtake the conversation entirely, [colour=Red]"As members of Hopes Peak Academy, you can't expect to kill each other, now can you? Even under threat of imprisonment, we have [i]no reason[/i] to commit murder for the slim chance of escaping."[/colour]

He turned to the group, keeping Monokuma out of view as best he can.
[colour=Red]"We are all [i]Ultimates[/i]. The best of the best. A bear's thinly veiled threat of us killing each other is far from enough to make us. As Ultimates, we're people who push past limits - if the bear says we only have one way to escape, then we'll make another way - isn't that how humanity has always progressed?"[/colour]

Turning to one of the people calling out, he gave a small grimace, before addressing them.
[colour=Red]"Unfortunately, I don't think it's that simple... Saitou, I believe. I'm afraid to say so, but I don't think it's our deaths explicitly that this bear wants."[/colour] with his hand slightly elevated, as though he was giving some kind of motivational speech, he turned to address someone else, [colour=Red]"So I believe you're right, Tsuin - we shouldn't listen. The only thing this bear could want from this is to watch us kill each other, but we're not going to let that happen."[/colour]

With his little speech coming to a close, he took a step down off the stage, and started approaching the rest of the group.
[colour=Red]"Therefore, it's nice to meet you all. I'm Shirou Emiya, The Ultimate Hero of Justice."[/colour] slowly, he came to a stop, keeping his back to Monokuma entirely, [colour=Red]"And I wont let any of you die."[/colour]