[u][b]Taka Tsuin[/b][/u]

Throbbing. His head was throbbing. A dull and steady pulsate, pushing and pulling periodically on the grey matter inside of his brain. The mouth burning, the chest aching; all while feeling like he's continuously falling into a deep chasm with no beginning or end. The endless void contorted around Taka; he wanted to scream in both anger and fear, prevent himself from sinking into the abyss, but everything was limp, limp and cold. He felt himself slowly fading, dimming, like a flickering flame on the edge of burning out-

"Guah!"

With a short gasp, Taka woke from his slumber and shot upright in his bed. Heavy breaths were drawn while he stared down at his trembling hand, the horrible feeling of that nightmare still lingering like a headache after drinking too much. His untied hair fell beside him, some of it dangling right next to the bed. He angrily swiped it to the side, clearing his vision so he could take a better look at the surroundings. It was still that same cabin he fell asleep in; the one set aside for him by that maniacal little machine.

"Damn shit... this nightmare ain't over yet."[hr]"What the hell do you mean, forcing us together?!" Taka screamed in defiance at Monokuma. He'd been a little slow to get to the theater, what with him getting ready and all, but all this thing seemed to want, was toy around with the lot of them. "I'm startin' to have it with you, bear! What the hell gives you the right?!"

Taka's balled-up fist was shaking from the pressure put on it, but he didn't have the guts to step forward and sock Monokuma for it yet. Not after remembering what he did to that girl who tried it earlier. That didn't mean he was going to just lie down and take it, though. "I don't care the hell you're playing at! We're not some kind of freak-puppet show, you got that?!" he yelled in defiance, pointing towards the bear.

"I don't care who the hell you pair me up with! I'm not murdering [i][b]anyone![/b][/i]"

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[i]-Naomi Fukuda-[/i][/center]

This is all some kind of joke, right? This camping trip was a nightmare that just kept getting worse. First Naomi has to tolerate being stuck with a bunch of total strangers, they drag her into everything, and just when she started getting a little comfortable around the lot, she's forced to be around someone [u]all the time[/u]. It was cruel. This bear was [i]cruel[/i]. Naomi hugged herself and bit down on her lip, shaking ever so slightly as if a cold breeze washed over her. It didn't help that one of the boys was so loud, so intolerably [i]loud[/i]! Didn't he learn from yesterday?! Or before?! If you provoke the bear, it'll just keep getting worse and worse and worse...!

[color=violet]"Just stop already, I don't want any of this...!"[/color] Naomi muttered to herself. Who was she going to have to put up with, anyway? Was it someone dangerous, annoying, a hindrance, some freak or any combination of the four? No, that wasn't the problem... how the hell did the bear want them to murder anyone like this?!

[color=violet]"The... the handcuffs..."[/color] Naomi chimed in once the loudmouth had settled down. [color=violet]"How... do we get rid of them? When are we going to be released from our partner?"[/color] she asked, glaring at the bear up on the stage. She felt she knew the answer, though. This was a motive for murder. Thinking logically, the answer would be...