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Danganronpa Alternate (Reboot, in need of new players)

Gloomy Day Boy

Name: Hisakawa Hiroki

Talent: SHSL Type A Student

Gender: Male

Appearance: Hisakawa is 5’8”, with pale skin, dark eyes, mid-back length black hair he keeps in a low ponytail. His build is pretty average, and contrary to what one might expect, he dresses pretty casually—a faded t-shirt (usually with some random English word on it), some old jeans, worn-out sneakers, and a gray jacket make up his usual attire.

Personality: Hisakawa is… kind of a weird guy. He’s not really creepy or annoying or hard to work with or anything, but he tends to act as if something bad is definitely about to happen. Like, all the time. He lives life like he’s going to die by the end of the day, mostly because he’s convinced that he just might. Though calm, he seems to do things that limit his connection to being a normal person, such as not eating or sleeping in front of people, and acts fairly carelessly and recklessly, at least when it comes to his own self-preservation.

However, while he doesn’t really care for himself anymore, he cares much more for other people, and tries to be careful about how others perceive him, how he makes them feel, and most importantly, how useful he can be to them. Hisakawa pretty much assumes that unless he’s directly helping someone, his presence would just be bothersome. Not to mention, he’s most relaxed when there’s some task to attend to, even though he doesn’t believe he’s genuinely good at anything (what the hell kind of a talent is “Type A Student”, anyway?).

Backstory: Not a whole lot is publicly available on Hisakawa’s life, but what is known about him is that he was incredible academic prodigy, achieving stellar grades from kindergarten on along with all sort of extracurricular activities that he somehow always seemed to balance, even through stressful life events, such as several moves between the US and Japan. However, a few months into his first year of high school, things started to fall apart. He began dropping activities, and grades became harder for him to maintain. Logically, it’s most likely that the difficulty became too much for him, but the drop was so sudden that it doesn’t seem to be the case, especially since he did just fine earlier in the year. Not long after, he dropped out of school and ran away from home, with no word to where he went or why he left. However, he resurfaced with an invitation from Hope’s Peak to attend as the SHSL Type A Student, for the academic excellence he had maintained through most of his life.

Sunset Girl

Name: Himura Chikako

Talent: SHSL Rhythm Game Player

Gender: Female

Appearance: Himura stands at 5’7”, has a tan complexion, and fluffy, chin-length hair and bangs that she dyes bright orange. Her green eyes are often alright with the passion of dance (or sometimes, the rage of “What do you MEAN it’s not real dancing!?”), and she wears a lot of bright colors to match. She wears an oversized orange crop top over a bright pink hooded tank top, purple athletic pants down the the mid-calf, and ankle high socks and orange sneakers.

Personality: Himura is a woman of relentless pride, passion, and energy. Some may consider it silly, even childish, for her to take so much pride in her top scores in DDR or Guitar Hero, but she does so anyway, regardless of what anyone thinks (and she’ll be sure to let you know just how much she doesn’t care). She always tries to keep things positive and have a fun energy, though passionate joy can easily become passionate rage in the right circumstances.

To her, competition is the spirit of friendship. She often attempts good natured squabbles and one-upmanship, though she knocks it off if people tell her to. Of course, her preferred field of battle is rhythm games, on which she has never lost. If she wins, she tends to gloat, if she loses, she’s not exactly graceful, but regardless, once she’s given time to cool down, she accepts the results as they are, and considers her competitor a new friend. Regardless, she always tries to be kind to others, though she suffers from being bad at reading people, and can sometimes come across as thoughtless when she genuinely just didn’t pick up on something.

Additionally, she tends to be impulsive, and tries to get things done the quickest and easiest way. She gets bored without something to do, and enjoys chatting with people about this, that, and the other thing. She does her best to be a force of positivity wherever she goes, and she accepts people for who they are and who they tell her she is, especially since she wants the same in kind.

Backstory: “The future? Eh, I don’t really know what I’m gonna do. Maybe I’ll just get so good at rhythm games that Hope’s Peak will accept me!”

Himura (known on the internet as RaRaRevolution, or RaRa-chan by her fans) listened to music all the time as a child, and as she went about her daily life, she became more attuned to the rhythm of the songs she listened to, and everything she did she started to do to the beat of the song that was on at the moment. Be it classical or country, hip hop or a movie soundtrack, Himura always found a groove to move to.

She played her first rhythm game when she was 12 years old, having recently moved in with her adoptive parents. Her agility and natural sense of rhythm lead to her totally crushing it, and by the end of the week she had gone above and beyond in earning the high score. Since then, be it dancing or music based, she’s played whatever rhythm game she could get her hands on, honing her craft into a veritable art form, earning herself a following on YouTube for her incredible level of precision and accuracy, which eventually got her noticed by Hope’s Peak.

Additional Info:
-She's pretty good with other types of games, but she prefers rhythm games to anything else.
-She is, objectively, the best girl.

Danganronpa Alternate (Reboot, in need of new players)

EDIT: We're all filled up! Thank you everyone for joining along!

You wake up, confused and unsure of your surroundings. Perhaps in a chair of an abandoned room, or on the cold hard ground. None of this is familiar- and definitely isn’t where you were supposed to be. Last you checked, you were supposed supposed to be a new student at Hope’s Peak Academy, the most prestigious school in Japan—perhaps in the entire world. And yet, now you’re here…

“Upupupupu! It’s time for another killing game! Can you feel it!? The blood pumping through your veins from this heart-pounding excitement!? I can’t possibly wait any longer!”

Welcome to the reboot of Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope, a DR roleplay! Thanks to all who are reading! Now, before we begin, I’ll clarify that you don’t necessarily need a running knowledge on the series lore in order to participate. It’s more or less standalone, though the plot line, specifically the general plot twist, will relate to the series as a whole, so it may be more interesting for fans of the series. Additionally, this is a reboot of an RP that recently died, and thus some of the players from that one are carrying over, but we're in need of more players, so don't be shy!

To explain it really quickly for those who aren’t fans, basically Danganronpa is a series where high school students from Hope’s Peak Academy- who are recognized as being the best at what they do (ie Super High School Level (or just SHSL) Swimmer, SHSL Photographer, SHSL Gambler, etc- the concepts are pretty limitless)- are trapped by a mysterious monochrome bear, Monokuma! And if anybody wants to leave, they will be allowed to- if they can successfully get away with murdering another student.

If you want any more explanation, just let me know! I don’t know how many people would be interested who don’t already know the deal, hehe.

So here’s some important information/rules (Please read!):
1. Every person must be dedicated to posting at least once every two weeks. I know life happens sometimes, but under normal circumstances, you should be able to post that often. If you can not post at least once every two weeks, please do not apply.
2. One of you guys will be our mastermind! Whoever it is I’ll be letting you know, and we can talk out backstory privately (Note: I won’t be making you mastermind if you don’t want to be!)
3. There’s a two character limit, though I may raise that if there’s not a lot of interest. [EDIT: More than two now allowed]
4. You’re able to reserve a talent while you work on your character, if you want, so just let me know!
5. As GM, I have the right to approve or deny characters and certain events (i.e. anything super large scale, like how a murder does down), and my rule is law. However, I’m not a super power tripping GM, mostly I just say this in the case that I have to reject something but I can’t say why due to the fact that it relates to someone else’s character or it has something to do with the overall plot that I can’t reveal—but I’m not going to reject something without reason, and I will tell you that reason whenever possible.
6. There will be a Discord server for the group, and while you won’t be required to join, it’ll be more fun and it’ll keep everyone accountable.
7. I’m not really one to cramp people’s styles, but as a general rule the casts of DR games had mostly Japanese characters and an equal (or about equal) gender distribution, and while I’m not gonna force that, it is more in line with the canon DR installments.
8. If, you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask! I’d be happy to answer.

Character Sheet

Name:
Talent:
Gender:
Appearance:
Personality:
Backstory (as much as you'd like to share with the others):
Any other information you'd like to share:

Info to PM me

Backstory you don't want others to know:
What would drive your character to murder?
How do you feel about being the mastermind? What would drive your character to start this killing game?
Is there anything else you’d like to share?

Note to returning players

Most have let me know who they’re intending to keep or not, though I’m not fully certain on everyone’s stances. I assumed addamas was keeping Snow, and that Lana was going to make a new character. Additionally, as you’ll probably note from below, Aime is keeping Hibiki but not Kara.

Reserved Talents:
Super High School Level Type A Student (Me!)
Super High School Level Rhythm Game Player (Me!)
Super High School Level Crossdresser (Ammokkx)
Super High School Level ??? (Ammokkx)
Super High School Level Smuggler (Ammokkx)
Super High School Level Hacker (Vocab)
Super High School Level Hero of Justice (Vocab)
Super High School Level Thief (Savo)
Super High School Level Hairdresser (addamas)
Super High School Level Guide Dog Trainer (addamas)
Super High School Level Tutor (AimeChambers)
Super High School Level Parkour (AimeChambers)
Super High School Level Linguist (AimeChambers- if a third character becomes allowed)
Super High School Level Fanatic (Pyromaniacwolf)
Super High School Level Judomaster (KenjuGuy)
Super High School Level Improvisational Engineer (xxlanatjexx)

Characters:
1. Hisakawa Hiroki- Male- SHSL Type A Student- Me
2. Tsuin Taka/Taya- Male/Female- SHSL Crossdresser- Ammokkx
3. Usui Ayu- Female- SHSL ???- Ammokkx
4. Lilly Hart- Female- SHSL Hacker- Vocab
5. Aurel Fuchs- Male- SHSL Thief- Savo
6. Snow Iclyn- Female- SHSL Hairdresser- addamas
7. Matsuo Hibiki- Male- SHSL Tutor- AimeChambers
8. Hitsugami Ryuma- Male- SHSL Parkour- AimeChambers
9. Yukimori Maiya- Female- SHSL Improvisational Engineer- xxlanatjexx
10. Saitou Izo- Male- SHSL Fanatic- Pyromaniacwolf
11. Emiya Shirou- Male- SHSL Hero of Justice- Vocab
12. Flare Dawnray- Female- SHSL Guide Dog Trainer- addamas
13. Hamazura Ginshi- Male- SHSL Judomaster- KenjuGuy
14. Himura Chikako- Female- SHSL Rhythm Game Player- Me
15. Fukuda Naomi- Female- SHSL Linguist- AimeChambers
16. Mizuno Momoe- Female- SHSL Smuggler- Ammokkx

(I put the names of Japanese characters in Japanese order because I’m a weeb and I’m not gonna make anyone else do it but y’all are gonna have to live with it.)

Thank you all for reading, and I'm excited to get this show on the road!

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope

Monokuma laughed, delighted by the chaos that had transpired in the few minutes the students had been informed of the killing game. This was going to be a fun group!

“Alright, settle down for a moment! Let me get a word in before you all continue!”

“First off, to answer Neola’s question, I’ll allow it! Rules are rules, but loopholes are loopholes! So, if you get locked into any sort of building, you are permitted to break out of it.”

“To answer Damian, my goal here is simple. I just want you guys to give into despair and kill one another! There’s just a lot of fun in watching the chaos.”

“As for who I am, I am many things, but I assume you are most curious about who I am in relevance to this killing game! Essentially, I’m the showrunner here! I’m the one doing all the hard labor for the mastermind, basically. Hmm… Oh, I haven’t explained that part to you guys yet! Silly me! There’s just so much to keep track of, and I’ve just been so scatterbrained as of late! So, the mastermind of this killing game, the one who made all of this possible, is among you! Don’t think you guys will get any hints from me, though. I’ve sworn to keep my mouth shut!”

“Aaaaaaand I think that covers everything! I’ll be holding individual meetings with you all to see how you guys are acclimating to your new environment, and have a little chat about you and your talent, so expect to see me soon! The camp is yours to explore, within the limits of the rules, and it seems like you guys are having a good time together, so I’ll let you be! Though you all may want disperse to prepare for my eventual arrival.”

“Anyway, so long, everyone! Let’s consider this the end of the beginning to our exciting time together!”

With that, the bear disappeared, much in the same way he had first appeared, a cackle resounding through the amphitheater as he left.

End Prologue

Chapter 1: All’s Fair in Hope and Despair
Daily Life

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope

Hisakawa

Hisakawa was confused, mostly, though that didn’t really stop him from just sort of rolling with the circumstances. Being lectured by a mechanical bear wasn’t exactly his idea of a normal day, but he was mostly happy to be able to learn what was going on. Once he could get home, or at least to school, he could reevaluate everything and get back on task.

Though that didn’t mean he didn’t have concerns. What the hell was this guy talking about, not knowing where they were? And what the hell did he mean by wiping memories!? How much had been erased? What did he forget? Oh god, what if he forgot something really important? He was already forgetful enough without god damn memory loss thrown in!

But even then, this could be managed. This meeting is about getting out of here, right? He didn’t like not being able to fully remember anything, but he could figure out what was lost once he got out of here. He’ll probably just head right home. Leaving was clearly already way too much for him, and it hadn’t even been… well, who the hell knows how long. It didn’t matter. He just had to stay calm and do what the bear told him.

That changed completely once he heard the word “kill”.

This had to be some sort of joke, right? He couldn’t leave unless he killed somebody? That’s ridiculous! He can’t kill somebody! That’s insane! He needed to get out of here as soon as possible, but there was no way he could kill somebody to do that.

Hisakawa began to feel some sort of panic begin to settle in, his brain going into overdrive. Obviously, he had to get out. He couldn’t handle himself on his own, certainly not in circumstances like this. He had to get back home. He had to call—no, he lost his phone. God damn it, leave it to him to mess up something as simple as keeping a damn phone on him. There was no way everything would be okay if he just sat here and accepted the circumstances, but what the hell could he do about it? He supposed he could try to escape, at least, but he wasn’t too sure about his chances of success. Should he even try to escape? What the hell was the right thing to do here!?

Hisakawa desperately grasped onto the edge of the seat he sat in, his breathing becoming more laborious. Could he really do that? Kill somebody? He had to get home, or at least get in contact with the outside world again. But would he really be willing to kill someone for it? Hisakawa forced his head into his hands, as if blocking everything would stop the situation—it all seemed hopeless.

How the hell does this even happen? In what realm of reality is this a thing that happens!?

He shouldn’t have left. He should have stayed home. Home was safe. Home was gentle. Home was forgiving. He had been here for less than an hour and already everything was going insane.

No. He can’t do this now. He absolutely had to focus. This was a genuine dangerous situation. He knew he wasn’t strong enough to be calm and think clearly through everything—he was well aware of how skittish he could be—but if he can’t focus, he immediately condones himself to failure.

Upon having the PDA placed in his hands, he fiddled with the device, his shaking hands and unfocused eyes having a hard time navigating. Reading through the rules did nothing to relax him, nor did reading through any of the profiles. He looked over the people in the group, and it suddenly seemed to him that nobody here was trustworthy. Perhaps that was judgemental of him, but knowing that anyone around him right now would be justified in killing him certainly did nothing to calm his breathing. The purple haired man from before—Yamagata Ando, apparently—had lied about who he was before this whole killing game thing had even been brought up. The shit-eating grin made a lot more sense now. He probably should have picked up on that…

As he was mulling on this, a platinum-haired women approached the front, speaking to the group as a whole.

She was hostile, definitely standoffish, and, admittedly, her tone caused Hisakawa’s stomach to twist from anxiety. But she offered up a plan—sticking together in groups. It was at least a sense of direction, and it made sense enough to him, at any rate, though as Yamagata spoke out against her, he felt like an idiot for agreeing. You would think he’d really know better by this point. As Yamagata continued to talk, Hisakawa double checked to verify what he was saying. Sure enough, Alice was an assassin.

This was getting too much to process. He needed some sort of guidance, and he tried to find somebody he could rely on. Not far from him was Suzuki, and seeing as the guy so far had not lied to him and hasn’t made any sort of aggressive action, he turned over to him

“So, um-” He paused, suddenly reconsidering. Wasn’t it kind of manipulative for him to do this? But he already had Suzuki’s attention, and he didn’t want to waste his time. So, he went for it anyway, “What do you think about all of this?”

Damian

Damian, for most of the meeting, had his eyebrows furrowed and a frown on his face. This whole thing was just kind of garbage, really. There weren’t many people around him, and from the one person he had talked to thus far, they didn’t seem to be a great crowd.

He didn’t really get what the bear was going on about in terms of not knowing where they were, which was a total lie, and a waste of time if we wasn’t even going to give any real answers. The memory loss was a bit more concerning, though, especially considering it was, apparently, a lot of memories. Well, at the very least, he wasn’t alone in that. For now, he was much more concerned about getting out. He didn’t come to Hope’s Peak to get kidnapped, after all.

“All you have to do is kill somebody!”

Now that… That was concerning. Damian certainly didn’t want to be here anymore, but was murder really the only way out of here? Damian wasn’t entirely sure he believed it—perhaps it was a cruel joke or a strange test the school had set for them. That’d be totally awful, but it’d be a hundred times better than this.

Damian started looking through the rules—all very well set out for a murder based game, certainly. He noticed a section on the students, and started flipping through the profiles—he was going to have to work with these people if he wanted to get out in a way that didn’t involve murder, after all. Well, that or learn how to get very comfortable with them.

He wasn’t exactly enthused with the crowd he found himself with, though. Not everyone seemed unpleasant—there were a few who didn’t immediately strike him as being a pain. Some people with more or less harmless demeanors and talents, at least from what he can gather at a glance and whatever he found on their profile. Some of the others even seemed a little childlike, which concerned him a bit, though when he looked up and saw one of these said individuals glaring around the amphitheater with pure malice in her eyes, he figured he probably wouldn’t need to worry that much. Another individual of note was this “Alice Parker” woman. Then again, it’s kind of hard not to take note of a woman who is literally the best there is at killing people in a killing game. He would absolutely have to keep his eye on her.

Another individual he noticed was Davis Gallo—which wasn’t hard, considering the man seemed to be begging to be payed attention to. God, who the hell does he think he is? Where the hell does he think he is? Is he really so insecure he’s gotta make a mockery of an actual killing game? And seriously? The worst reality TV show he’s ever been on? Damian rolled his eyes—he was sure Davis’ spotlight on Chopped was absolutely glamourous. He ended up not saying anything in response, however. Usually guys like him were way more trouble than they were worth.

Speaking of more trouble than they were worth, the woman from before, who he now knew was named Snow Iclyn, decided to show up and give a bunch of orders, but he had no intention of following her plan. If she wanted people to help her, she should probably not be such a stone-cold asshole all the time. Or, at least, he sure wasn’t going to take orders from someone like that.

He overheard some purple-haired man started slagging on Snow, and then brought up the matter of Alice and her talent as an assassin. Damian took note of him—he seemed on top of his shit, even if a bit gruff about it.

He looked back at the weird stuffed bear running all of this—Monokuma, if he remembered correctly. Whoever he was, he was definitely not to be trusted. Damian nodded to himself. The best course of action would be to get rid of him. He was clearly dangerous. And to do that, he needed information.

“So, Monokuma, what exactly are you? And what is all this for, anyway?”

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope

Slowly, the group of students found their way to the stone structure. Whether it be sitting with crossed arms and a sour face, with a gaze of curiosity, or nervously fidgeting hands, you could see there weren’t really that many people around—or at least, the size of this amphitheater sure made it seem like there weren’t many. A energy was running through the air, as though something bad was about to happen.

Just as you thought that, a small figure seemed to… pop out from the ground? Wait, what?

“Ah, excellent, everyone’s here! You know, I really want to thank you all for being so nice and showing up! It feels good to be respected!”

There was a lot of alarming things about this situation, of course, but some things were more alarming than others. For example, the fact that the speaker appeared to be some sort of… stuffed bear?

“Hmm…” The bear raised his hand with a discerning hum, counting out the number of people present, “Wait a second! This isn’t everybody! Who the hell do these people think they are, anyway!? know I said this was optional, but you kids really should show more respect, you know! I spent a lot of time organizing this!” The bear sighed, heavily annoyed, “Well, if so many of you want to miss out, then I guess those who aren’t here just don’t get to learn anything!” He smiled once more, now seemingly satisfied with whatever little revenge he got out of that.

“So, first things first, let’s get introductions out of the way! I’m Monokuma, your camp counselor, loved by children and approved by mothers all over the globe!” He said glowingly, before throwing in a very dismissive, “And I already know all of you, so you don’t really need to bother with any of that.”

“Anyways, welcome to Summer Camp! I know it doesn’t precisely feel like Summer, but I promise it is. Maybe. Can I be honest? I have no idea what time it is. Or where we are. I’m just as confused as the rest of you!”

“Upupu! I’m just kidding! Maybe. Speaking of, I imagine you guys are very confused right now! After all, I’ve wiped a whooooooole lot of memories. And you know, I’d appreciate some gratitude- I spent a lot of time on that! And some of you didn’t exactly make it easy!” The bear sighs dramatically, “Being a counselor is such a thankless job! In any case, I hope you guys don’t mind, it just makes my job easier!”

“But I’m sure that’s the least of your concerns! I’m not gonna waste my time pretending any of you want to be here, so how about I cut right to the case? How, exactly, do you get out? Well, it doesn’t seem possible, at first. All these electric fences, the only gate being locked, no sign of anyone coming, either. So, how do you get out?”

“Well, campers, that's where I come in! I’ll provide an opportunity to leave, should you choose to seek it out. And you see, it’s really quite simple!” Despite the fact that, logically, it shouldn’t be possible, Monokuma’s mechanical face widened into an excited grin.

“All you have to do is kill somebody!” He paused briefly, waiting for the shock to overtake the crowd, before continuing once more.

“Now, I’m sure you all have a lot of questions, but let me explain real quick before all that!”

“So, let me get into the rules of this! You can’t just go around killing somebody all willy nilly, after all. If you want to leave this camp, you have to murder somebody—it doesn’t matter how, so long as you get the job done! However, you also need to not get caught! In order to determine this, a class trial will be held! I have all the rules laid out right in this handy-dandy student PDA—you each get one, so please take the time to read them!”

RULE BOOK

RULE BOOK:
Rule #1: Leaving the campground is strictly prohibited. Those who do so will be punished.
Rule #2: “Nighttime” is from 10pm to 7am. You will not be required to be anywhere during this time, but if you’re going to sleep, you must do so within the residential cabins.
Rule #3: You are free to explore the camp however you wish. However, any locked buildings are not to be broken into, excluding residential cabins.
Rule #4: The destruction of cameras or monitors is prohibited, and violence against camp counselor Monokuma is not allowed. Those who do either will be punished.
Rule #5: In order to leave, a student must kill another and get away with it. This will make them “blackened”.
Rule #6: A class trial will be held after a murder, after a brief investigation period. Participation is mandatory.
Rule #7: If the other students successfully find out how the “blackened” is and vote for them, the “blackened” alone will be executed. However, if the remaining students vote for the wrong person, everyone besides the “blackened” will the executed, and the “blackened” will be allowed to leave.
Rule #8: Accomplices are not considered “blackened”. They will be executed with the other students if the “blackened” is not discovered, and will not be executed with the “blackened” if they are discovered.
Rule #9: Rules may be added or altered as need be.

“So,” He finished off, as bright and cheery as he had discussed everything else, “Are there any questions?”

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope

Hisakawa and Suzuki

Hisakawa refocused his attention, and as the man spoke, all sort of thoughts were running through his head. It wasn’t great that there were some aggressive people here, though in a situation like this, that should probably be expected. He wasn’t entirely sure how to interpret that chuckle, though. Was there something funny? He didn’t find it funny—then again he probably didn’t have the whole context behind it all. But that doesn’t mean this stranger wouldn’t think it was funny. As he was mulling on it, he couldn’t help but start to feel a little self-conscious about his own hair—after all, he, too, was wearing a ponytail. He didn’t look weird, did he? He knows he isn’t exactly the most attractive guy around, but he had particular issue with the idea that his hair looked bad. Maybe he should have gotten a haircut...

His thoughts wandered back to the situation at hand when the man mentioned Hope’s Peak. So they were all students from the same high school? That was far from coincidental. Hisakawa was beginning to think there might be something bigger going on here. But who would kidnap a bunch of high school students? And for what purpose?

Reo took in the news much more casually. Yeah, perhaps this whole situation wasn’t the best thing in the world, but it’s not really that big of a deal, yeah? After all, there was no real reason to believe there was any sort of danger. He was sure everything would turn out just fine, and everything would explain itself in due time, so there was no need to stress during the meantime. He shaked Davis’ hand, returning his smile in kind.

Hisakawa, too, shook Davis’ hand. Knowing that they were all Hope’s Peak students, though, he got curious, “Hey Suzuki-san, what’s your talent?”

Reo turned his attention from Davis to Hisakawa, “I’m the Super High School Level LARPer.” He answered simply, though not in a disinterested way. Reo was very dedicated to his craft, after all, and held a genuine passion for what he does.

“Oh, interesting.” Hisakawa said in response, despite having absolutely no idea what LARPing is, or even having heard about it. He started wringing his hands, biting the inside of his lips. He could totally just ask, but he didn’t want to seem like an idiot or anything. First impressions were important, after all. Then again, he probably messed that up already, so it wouldn’t really matter if he said something else dumb. And besides, he doesn’t want to lie just to seem more intelligent than he is. It would be kind of manipulative of him to act smarter than he really was, wouldn’t it?

“What about you?” Suzuki asked, and suddenly Hisakawa realized he had missed his chance to ask. Well, he’d have plenty of time to do so later, at least in theory.

“Um, my talent is that I’m a Type A Student.” He relaxed himself, trying to ignore the train of though he was on previously. There were much bigger things to be worrying about anyway.

Reo nodded. That seemed to fit. He once more turned to Davis, “So what exactly does having ‘conquest’ as a talent entale, anyway?” He said with subtle raise to his brow. He didn’t necessarily doubt that was his talent—the guy seemed sincere enough. But he couldn’t help but feel something was up. Maybe it was just because this guy didn’t really seem like a Davis to him. Either way, he figured a talent like that was good place to start.

Suddenly, an announcement came on, informing them of a meeting at the amphitheater.

There was quiet after the announcement, which was soon interrupted by Reo, “Well hey, that was easy.”

“Yeah, seriously. Well, I’m gonna go try and find the amphitheater. You guys coming with?” Hisakawa asked. Suzuki nodded, and the two turned to see the so-called Davis’ response.

Damian

…

Well.

Damian was stunned into silence by the sheer audacity of such a response. Or, rather, non-response. Who the hell does that!? Damian supposed, to some extent, he was grateful that he didn’t have to enter a conversation with someone who was not only holding onto a table leg like a weapon, but was also the kind of person who looks at someone asking for help and then just leaves without saying anything. Damian could try and chalk it up to some reasoning beyond her just being a dick, but somehow there was a very intentional aggressiveness in how she carried that out.

Whatever. He didn’t need to get wrapped up in whatever her deal is, so it was best to just leave her be. Hopefully, he could find someone who wasn’t so… abrasive.

It was at that moment an announcement came on. Well, at least there was somebody willing to give him information. He went on to find the amphitheater, and hopefully learn what exactly is happening.

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope

Adjusting to the situation has been a bit of a challenge—waking up in the middle of nowhere isn’t exactly a comfortable situation, and it isn’t one that can be easily handled. Not to mention all of these new people, some of whom had not proven easy to get along with. Having oriented yourself to your surroundings, more or less, there’s likely one, pivotal question on your mind—what is going on here, exactly?

Wherever you are, you hear a ring of some sort. Looking around and trying to find where it came from, you see a nearby monitor light up, and a figure you can’t quite make out comes on screen.

“Testing, testing, one two three! Can everybody hear me? Good!” The figure says, waiting for no affirmation, “Now then—Goooooooood morning, campers! If everyone could please meet at the outdoor amphitheater immediately, that’d be just swell! And if you’re wondering, it’s not optional!” The figure paused, thinking about it for a moment, “Well, actually, it is optional, I suppose. Everything in life is optional, really. But if you want to know what’s going on here—more importantly, if you want to know how to get out—then you should come to the meeting! Or maybe go just because I asked so nicely! Upupupu! Either way, I will see you all bear-y soon!”

As suddenly as the transmission had started, it ended. Well, at the very least, it seems some questions were about to get answered. If you want those answers, you just head over to the amphitheater, right?

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope

Hey folks, quick update! First, I've finalized labs (at least, the one's that can be found in this area), so I'll be adding them to the 0th post momentarily. But before you send your character over to investigate, you might have some more pressing concerns—namely, Monokuma will be making a general announcement in order to get everyone in one place. That being said, prepare to have you character be interrupted in whatever they're doing (you can have the post detail what they do before they hear the announcement of course, hehe)! If any of you need me to hold off on doing so, let me know, but if not, you can expect a post tomorrow sometime.

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope

(For those not in the know, I'm temporarily writing for Grnmachine, I'm not just taking over his characters for no reason, hehe)

Hisakawa and Suzuki

"Hello. It appears that those two and I weren't the only ones in this situation. Either of you wouldn't happen to know what is going on here?"

Hisakawa figured the man seemed friendly enough. Very to the point, but Hisakawa liked that—staying focused on the task at hand is important, especially in a situation like this, “No, not at all. We just woke up here only a few minutes ago.” He let the door go as Suzuki walked through, placing his hands in his pockets.

Reo, for his part, leaned against the wall right beside the door, “There’s nothing of interest in there, if you’re curious.” He said, pointing to the door he just passed through, “Just a mess hall. Also, you said there are more people here?”

“Oh, it’d be good to know about them! After all, information is of the essence when you don’t know what what’s going on.” Hisakawa recoiled from the obviousness of his own statement. There were so many infinitely smarter things to say in that moment, “Okay, that was obvious, but you know what I mean.” He said, covering his face with his hands and lowering his head.

Reo was beginning to get the impression that Hisakawa was a little scatterbrained, even in his slightly more focused state. Though, that could be from the anxiety this situation is obviously giving him. Regardless, he tries to refocus the conversation a bit, “Anyway, I’m Suzuki Reo, and that’s Hisakawa Hiroki, and any information you may have would be very helpful.” He walked up to the man, reaching out for a handshake, “And who are you?”

Damian

Damian, at some point, managed to pull himself back up from slippery slope he was going on. It seemed there was a lot of information he had forgotten, which was definitely unnerving. Well, he remembered his name and where he was supposed to be, and that would have to be enough, for now. He pulled himself off of the bathroom floor, opening the door and taking a look around. Well, it was… certainly a bathroom. Seriously, how the hell did he get here?

Within a few moments he found the exit, and opened it without hesitation. Well, this isn’t Hope’s Peak. Or if it is, they sure did a hell of a lot of false advertising. Well, he certainly couldn’t see any school building anywhere, so he’d have to say this isn’t it. And something about this fence was weirdly sinister...

This situation was… odd, to say the least. But it wasn’t going to do him any good to sit around and be confused. There were a couple of people around him he could see—he supposed talking to somebody might be helpful. There were three people not too far from him, but he decided against talking to them. It just seems that would get a bit too busy. He also noticed a platinum-haired girl walking in the other direction.

He started walking over to the strange girl (well, it was a bit of a jog, since he had to catch up to her), and called out to her when he got in hearing range, “Hey! Hi there, sorry to bother you, but I just kind of woke up here and I was wondering if you knew what exactly was going on?”

Now that he was closer, he could see her a lot better- specifically, the table leg she was carrying around for no immediately obvious purpose, which suddenly made the idea of talking to her seem very dumb. But it was a bit late to un-talk himself out of the situation, so he simply stayed a good distance from her and decided to keep the conversation as brief as humanly possible.