(Administrator)
Posts: 91
Likes: 0
Talent: Bear
|
Post by Monokuma ✰ on Dec 5, 2017 14:32:16 GMT -5
 I AM NOT A BAD BEAR even though i do bad things VERY BAD THINGS such horrible things Play Me!
Only the good die young, as they say. Face it: all the good have died young. How long before everything good is gone, and what constitutes good? Is evil simply the lack of good, or the corruption of good? When does evil die? Nevertheless, this isn’t important. Superstitions like the premature death of “good” people are just that. The real world is much more interesting. It flips the script, doesn’t it?
That flip from “normal” to “abnormal” began on the 13th morning of your stay in The Abyss. It was the chime of a Body Discovery Announcement in 15 pairs of ears. "A body has been discovered, congratulations! After a brief period of investigation, an occult trial will be held to find the next Blackened! See you soon! You have nooooothing to fear...but fear itself.”
It was the slow and subsequent raising of coffins as a quiet mist tumbled through Purgatory’s Chasm. “W-What happened?”
“So it was not a dream.”
“A b-b-body...?”
It was the rough and rocky speech of Orica, Nero, and Caelie. “She--she’s just gone--” Nero was interrupted by a coughing spasm. “I suggest--we wait for the--smoke to clear.” Caelie stood straight, but failed to hide her heaving shoulders. “That’s we--” But then Orica herself, the beacon of strength, choked on her words. It seemed that the best option was to wait, after all. But for what? It was 30 minutes of tense silence, and in the collective panic, no one seemed to remember who was and was not in the group at the moment. With heavy hearts and racing minds, some embraced, leaving the coughing trio behind to rest. As they approached Purgatory’s Chasm, there was no denying it: someone was dead. Someone had been killed. Hell’s Circle was open now, framed with a rectangular hole where the wall once existed. Monokuma was scrambling around the Chasm and the Circle, frantically trying to wave and dispel the smoke that had gathered. As the group filtered in together, another announcement chimed. "A body has been discovered, congratulations! After a brief period of investigation, an occult trial will be held to find the next Blackened! See you soon! You have nooooothing to fear...but fear itself.”On cue, Brunhild stumbled midway through the announcement, hitting the ground with a rough thud. But what had she...tripped...ah. « tag: @all // notes: welcome to hell! welcome to hell! welcome to-- » [attr="class","oho"] love and life are just as brief AS A CANDLE IN THE WIND, GREEDY JUST LIKE SIN. [attr="class","monalisa"]Under Brunhild’s feet was the twisted body of a so-called goddess, her face frozen in barely contained terror.
Valentina Rossi, the Aspiring Ultimate Aromatherapist, was dead.
Against the far wall, slumped in a pile was the dead body of someone who had fallen silent in recent weeks.
Apollo Sinclair, the Aspiring Ultimate Talk Show Host, was dead.
tags: @all --- words: 36 --- notes: THANKS FOR ALL THE FISH [attr="class","mona"] [attr="class","lisa"] [newclass=.monalisa::-webkit-scrollbar]width:3px;background-color:#b4b4b4; border: 1px solid #252525;[/newclass][newclass=.monalisa::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:1px;background-color: #b4b4b4; border: 1px solid #b4b4b4;[/newclass][attr="class","flower"]ultimate despair? [attr="class","trampled"]what awaits you but [attr="class","credits"]made by Mizo of ww. [newclass=.mona]width: 500px; height: 500px; background-image: url(https://image.prntscr.com/image/lLWMYQVvQCC1JTZ0DKY-OA.png); margin-top: -500px; z-index: 5; position: relative; transition: 1s;[/newclass][newclass=.oho:hover .mona]/* IE 9 */ -webkit-transform: scale(0, 0); /* Safari */ transform: scale(0, 0);[/newclass][newclass=.lisa]width: 300px; height: 300px; padding: 100px; background-color: #666666; opacity: 0.2;[/newclass][newclass=.oho: hover .lisa]opacity: 0; [/newclass][googlefont=Coming Soon][googlefont=Open+Sans][googlefont=Playfair Display][newclass=.flower]font: bold 35px Coming Soon; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; text-shadow: 1px 1px #333; margin-top: -100px; text-align: center; z-index: 1; position: relative;[/newclass][newclass=.trampled]font: bold 10pt calibri; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -65px; letter-spacing: 3px;[/newclass][newclass=.oho]width: 500px; height: 500px[/newclass][newclass=.credits]font: bold 7pt calibri; text-transform: uppercase;[/newclass] |
|
(Student)
Posts: 76
Likes: 1
Talent: Internet Personality
|
Post by Nox Tenebris on Dec 9, 2017 19:55:23 GMT -5
as long as you remember me, i don't care if everyone else forgets. [attr="class","quicklinks"]♡STAYPOSITIVE♡ [attr="class","quicklinks"]357 words ♡ Lights, Camera, Action! Nox Tenebris on stage, front and center. ♡ | [attr="class","technoscroll"]❝ Nox was simply stunned into a perpetual silence from the bodies, her ears ringing and eyes open but unseeing. She didn't even hear the announcement, it sounding muffled to her. She couldn't help but feel... numb. But not in the way of not caring. It was more of... she was so tired, so pained and suffering, that her mind completely shut itself down, unable to handle the grief on top of it all.
A sound vibrated around the room, one of anguish, fear, and pain. A thump was heard as something large collided with the ground, and it took Nox a few moments to process the fact that the sound came from her mouth and her knees giving out, collapsing on the floor in an almost unresponsive heap. She felt her arms and legs feel like needles sticking into it, and all she could do was lie there. |
[attr="class","mizocredits"] [newclass=.quicklinks]width:130px;padding:10px;border-top:1px solid #ffffff;border-bottom:1px solid #ffffff; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-right: 0px solid transparent;background-color:rgba(248, 248, 248, 0.3); word-spacing: 5px; transition: 0.2s; margin-bottom: 5px;[/newclass][newclass=.quicklinks a]color: #ffffff !important; font: 8px calibri; transition: 0.2s;[/newclass][newclass=.quicklinks:hover]color: #46424d; font-weight: bold;width:120px;padding:10px 10px 10px 20px;[/newclass][newclass=.mizocredits]width:90px;padding:1px;border:1px solid #969696;margin:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.mizocredits a]color: #d3f4ff;font: bold 6pt calibri; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: uppercase;[/newclass][newclass=.quicklinks:hover .quicklinks a]color: #46424d !important; font-weight: bold; margin-left: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.technoscroll::-webkit-scrollbar]width:2px;background-color:#c5c5c5[/newclass][newclass=.technoscroll::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:2px;background-color: #ffffff;[/newclass] |
|
(Student)
Posts: 152
Likes: 0
Talent: Graphic Designer
|
Post by Mayumi Otsuka on Dec 10, 2017 0:14:35 GMT -5
[attr="class","life"]
THE WORLD'S ON HEROIN
AND THE WORLD KEEPS TURNING AT A TURTLE'S PACE
[attr="class","les"]Staring at the two bodies, Mayumi was disturbed and sickened. She hadn't talked to Apollo, but she could tell that he was a good guy. Valentina on the other hand… was the complicated character.
Mayumi remembered when they got off on the wrong note in the first couple locations. Valentina was usually the instigator of rude behavior, mostly using petty fatist insults which barely ever got to her, but ever since her 'resurrection' (which Mayumi didn't believe happened), she tried to make an effort to change. The two even exchanged useful advice, eccentricities aside.
She then noticed Nox collapsed on the ground, she knew exactly what was going on. Mayumi calmly walked up to the internet personality, bent over, and tapped her shoulder gently. | [attr="class","goodness"]  ✉ @nobody ✎ 0000 words |
YOU CAN'T GET TO ME [googlefont=Homemade+Apple][googlefont=Open+Sans][newclass=.goodness]width: 90px; height: 120px;margin-top: -223px; margin-left: -42px; transform: rotate(45deg);transition: 1s; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);border:8px solid #222;[/newclass][newclass=.life:hover .goodness]border:8px solid #efefef; filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%);transform: rotate(0deg); margin: 0px 0px 0px 30px; transition: 1s;[/newclass][newclass=.les::-webkit-scrollbar]width:3px;background-color: #ffffff; border:1px solid #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.les::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width: 1px; background-color: #8d8d8d; border:1px solid #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.life]width: 560px; padding: 15px; border:1px solid #cccccc; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/VaTcnaL.png);[/newclass] |
|
(Student)
Posts: 76
Likes: 1
Talent: Internet Personality
|
Post by Nox Tenebris on Dec 10, 2017 0:37:45 GMT -5
as long as you remember me, i don't care if everyone else forgets. [attr="class","quicklinks"]♡STAYPOSITIVE♡ [attr="class","quicklinks"]357 words ♡ Lights, Camera, Action! Nox Tenebris on stage, front and center. ♡ | [attr="class","technoscroll"]❝ Nox flinched violently at the touch, but couldn't even find the energy or mental strength to move her arms or legs. She tilted her chin up to look at Mayumi, and her eyes looked absolutely shattered. She looked to be trying to find words, but was at a complete loss for them.
She knew she desperately craved physical affection; any kind of physical contact would help her shattering heart immensely, but she also was so afraid and shattered she didn't know how to make her jumbled thoughts make sense. She let out another keening sound, relaxing into the hand on her shoulder as she looked away, so many emotions hitting her she couldn't sort out which was was up and down. |
[attr="class","mizocredits"] [newclass=.quicklinks]width:130px;padding:10px;border-top:1px solid #ffffff;border-bottom:1px solid #ffffff; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-right: 0px solid transparent;background-color:rgba(248, 248, 248, 0.3); word-spacing: 5px; transition: 0.2s; margin-bottom: 5px;[/newclass][newclass=.quicklinks a]color: #ffffff !important; font: 8px calibri; transition: 0.2s;[/newclass][newclass=.quicklinks:hover]color: #46424d; font-weight: bold;width:120px;padding:10px 10px 10px 20px;[/newclass][newclass=.mizocredits]width:90px;padding:1px;border:1px solid #969696;margin:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.mizocredits a]color: #d3f4ff;font: bold 6pt calibri; letter-spacing: 1px; text-transform: uppercase;[/newclass][newclass=.quicklinks:hover .quicklinks a]color: #46424d !important; font-weight: bold; margin-left: 10px;[/newclass][newclass=.technoscroll::-webkit-scrollbar]width:2px;background-color:#c5c5c5[/newclass][newclass=.technoscroll::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:2px;background-color: #ffffff;[/newclass] |
|
(Student)
Posts: 75
Likes: 1
Talent: Violinist
|
Post by Nana Shimedzu on Dec 10, 2017 1:11:32 GMT -5
Yet another death amongst them, apparently. At the sound of that stupid announcement had gathered them all here, people were taking things about as well as could be expected seeing one of their friends and Valentina dead (again.) It was hard to decide what the proper emotion to have here was, part of her was relieved to see Val here among the dead bodies discovered where she could no longer do stupid things or endanger the lives of innocent people, or blackmail someone into being a lacky or just be a general bitch anymore. On the other hamd, also discovered there with her was somebody who had been rather aloof with the group as of late and was now lying here dead as a doornail. Who knew that going off by yourself for periods at a time led you succeptable to murder plots? Did we learn nothing from the cruel murder of poor Shiro?
"Ah, Apollo. That sucks."
word count ◆ @tag ◆ notes if you want |
|
|
|
(Student)
Posts: 68
Likes: 0
Talent: Sand Magician
|
Post by Sanura Simons on Dec 10, 2017 17:11:22 GMT -5
Sanura could not feel entirely sad nor happy about the first announcement. Valentina was out of the picture, that was a plus, but one of the people she did like could very well be the murderer of her. The second announcement didn't do much to her either. At this point, even Sanura had gotten used to people dying. The tough part came when the bodies had to be inspected, but that is something to worry about for later.
Once Sanura arrived at the scene of the crime, she could only but resist the urge to gag and quickly looked away.
"W-why is this happening..." Not expecting an answer for multiple reasons, she tried not to look at either body again and walked away, hoping that she would be able to investigate the less creepy places...
|
|
(Student)
Posts: 96
Likes: 0
Talent: Princess Knight
|
Post by Orica Eisenhardt on Dec 10, 2017 18:09:11 GMT -5
It was a bit of a wait while the smoke settled. Orica wasn't going to let it get her on a normal day, and with emotions turned up by the current motive there was no way she was going to let something like this let her down, despite the fact that there was a chance it was what caused the body drop announcement. Still, charging back into the area just to prove herself would be foolish. That would just make her look suspicious.
Once the smoke was finally cleared, thanks to Monokuma, there was another Body Drop Announcement. Another weakling died, and they could finally see the appearance of the ones who had. Despite her best attempts at indifference there was a part of her that was glad to see Valentina among the dead, the other body being someone so weak she barely recognized them, but to see the self-proclaimed god finally be shown that her “immortality” was a fluke and she had finally got the death she deserved.
|
|
(Student)
Posts: 152
Likes: 0
Talent: Graphic Designer
|
Post by Mayumi Otsuka on Dec 10, 2017 21:11:57 GMT -5
[attr="class","life"]
THE WORLD'S ON HEROIN
AND THE WORLD KEEPS TURNING AT A TURTLE'S PACE
[attr="class","les"]"Hey… remember what I told you last time we met?"
Mayumi tried to force a warm smile, which wasn't as affective as she had wanted it to be considering the extra gloomy atmosphere.
"Now's a good time to start practicing my advice," She gives Nox a biiiiiig hug for good measure, because seeing the girl in such a state made Mayumi feel a pain in her heart. | [attr="class","goodness"] ✉ @nobody ✎ 0000 words |
HUGS FOR THE PURE [googlefont=Homemade+Apple][googlefont=Open+Sans][newclass=.goodness]width: 90px; height: 120px;margin-top: -223px; margin-left: -42px; transform: rotate(45deg);transition: 1s; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);border:8px solid #222;[/newclass][newclass=.life:hover .goodness]border:8px solid #efefef; filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%);transform: rotate(0deg); margin: 0px 0px 0px 30px; transition: 1s;[/newclass][newclass=.les::-webkit-scrollbar]width:3px;background-color: #ffffff; border:1px solid #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.les::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width: 1px; background-color: #8d8d8d; border:1px solid #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.life]width: 560px; padding: 15px; border:1px solid #cccccc; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/VaTcnaL.png);[/newclass] |
|
(Student)
Posts: 26
Likes: 0
Talent:
|
Post by Kaizo Hanika on Dec 11, 2017 6:37:14 GMT -5
Of course, it seemed that Kaizo would be the most surprised out of the bunch to see the bodies of Valentina and Apollo, though he expected it from the stories told to him.
He only stood there, stunned into silence as the identity behind the corpses emerged from the smoke, his hand nervously gripping onto his own arm. Standing relatively behind the group, he made out the faces of the familiar Aromatherapist and the unfamiliar face that belonged to the Talk Show Host. Staring at the hollow shells that once were alive only made him tense up, his grip tightening into a powerful and painful squeeze. So...This was what it felt like to be subjected into a situation such as this.
As a bodyguard, Kaizo had adapted to the sight of battered individuals, but a different feeling other than disgust stirred inside of him. It was...new. To think that something like this happened right under his nose caused his stomach to churn, forming a pit filled with both guilt and dread.
Why did this have to happen? And to think that everyone else around him had been experiencing this for god knows how long...
As he surveyed the scene in front of him, a thought appeared at the back of his mind, particularly about Valentina. Going back to the time he had spoken with her, he recalled her mentioning about her "previous death", that of an execution. If all the things she said were true, was this really the start of her second demise? Perhaps she was delusional, or maybe she really did have the power to reincarnate, as much as he doubted the possibility. Then again, Kaizo was never present prior to his arrival, so he could only imagine how long the other contestants resided within the building and how much had happened. Instead, the bodyguard only brushed away the feeling for later. There were...more important things to attend to at the moment.
|
|
(Student)
Posts: 106
Likes: 0
Talent: Toymaker
|
Post by Irene Karlsen on Dec 11, 2017 20:26:40 GMT -5
Two more had met their ends. One talented craftsman who she had never spoken to, talented with his words and speech. One participant living on borrowed time, who had murdered many, including one in their presence, and caused misery to countless others, most likely, and yet, equally talented. The best in their fields, but unable to outmatch death. An eternal conflict since the dawn of mankind, and one that would persist eternally. It was, after all, an eternal conflict. Irene had not found out how Valentina had managed to avert this conflict, as temporary as it had been, and Valentina had been hoping to remedy her behavior, as unforgivable as some of it probably was to those affected by it. Both missed opportunities, as the eternal conflict had once again entered their lives.
They would be remembered for their accomplishments and their potential. Each had the potential for further accomplishments, before being struck down by the reaper. Others would eventually take their places as the best, but their possible accomplishments would be significantly postponed. Their unfinished work would remain so, unless another were to continue it. Yet another, or maybe two more, had chosen to dispose of this potential in their disposal of the two deceased. The most unforgivable crime was that of the one who had arranged for this loss of potential to be possible, who had enabled it. In time, they would be found, unless they succeeded in their goal. Their efforts would have to be focused on ensuring this was not the case.
|
|
(Student)
Posts: 163
Likes: 1
Talent: Baker
|
Post by Nero Fiammes on Dec 11, 2017 23:15:18 GMT -5
 Good Meals, Good Friends,
Good Laughs, Good Murders, What more could anyone want?
Nero rushed out of the smoke filled room, his lungs burning as he tried to get out, albeit a bit slower than Orica or Caelie. A few minutes passed as Nero caught his breath, but he could take no joy from this... After all, there was a body drop announcement... Someone had killed... again. As Nero watched the others go in, he visibly sagged as he heard another announcement.
"Why... Why does everyone have to keep dying..." Nero's smile was gone as he got up and went into the room. The body of Apollo... and Valentina. Two friends that he had... both of them gone forever. But... he didn't have time to be sad. After all... they needed to investigate, after all...
With that, Nero slowly turned around and faced the closest to him, being Liam, Mayumi and Irene.
"Would you like to investigate together?" Nero the Sad Baker
|
|
(Student)
Posts: 123
Likes: 2
Talent: Singer
|
Post by Yuichiro Yuuki on Dec 13, 2017 9:31:57 GMT -5
[I'm planning on changing my template, and I'm writing this from school, so this post is gonna be plain for now. Will probably edit later.]
Two more laid dead at his feet; he was growing numb to this. It felt like months since Eleanor was murdered in the mansion. yet it was probably only a couple weeks ago. Apollo and Valentina... Did that make eight dead? Nine? More? He wasn't sure. At the point where he lost count of everyone who's been lost, he felt like this was truly hell. Maybe it was Koneko's death that truly shook him to the core. After their promise, and his hope of her recovering her emotions, seeing her die such a meaningless death hurt him. Breathing a heavy sigh, he stared at the bodies. Apollo interested him the first day. He found the talk show host was pretty cute on his show, and he seemed enigmatic enough to keep one from getting bored. And Valentina, well, she really did seem to be putting effort into changing who she was. Though he found it difficult to show the girl sympathy considering she was a full blown serial killer.
"I guess her redemption arc ended prematurely." He mused, crossing his arms. Yuichi himself... Well, he looked pale, almost sickly. His trademark smile had been replaced with paranoid eyes and a rough scowl quite a while ago. He knew after hearing the motive, he had to stay away from people, unsure if his traits would manifest in that seething rage that he'd buried so long ago. It had already been awakening during this game. He was also fearful, obviously, living for two people. He'd been the reason Carol died once before. Now that she was miraculously alive, he would be ashamed to let her die again. Hell, he'd die in her place in a heartbeat, though he'd fear that with her talent nearly equal to his, she would be forced to play this game as well.
"Anybody know how to perform an autopsy? I doubt Koneko passed that knowledge to anyone else, but..." He looked around, curious. Normally he'd be happy to try investigating, but after spending so long alone, he'd probably fare better staying with the dead for a while. At least he'd be able to investigate their room. "I'll guard the bodies. I'm sure you've all gathered by now that I am more than capable." He was completely monotoned; seeming more apathetic about this than anything.
|
|
(Student)
Posts: 37
Likes: 0
Talent: Meteorologist
|
Post by Brunhild Kurth on Dec 14, 2017 4:15:23 GMT -5
Brunhild mumbled as she had slipped on something, causing her to fall onto the floor. Once she got up and turned her head to the cause of her fall, she saw it. A dead body of a serial killer Valentina Rossi was lying on the floor under her feet. Her mind went blank for a bit, but she quickly understood the situation, the body announcement was triggered anyway. She smirked as she looked down at the body of Valentina, she never liked her anyway and she was supposed to have died a long time ago. "That's a one...where is the second..."Brunhild remembered that two body announcements were made, which means that there is a second corpse here. She looked around and shortly enough found a body of Apollo laying on the floor against the wall on the far back. Well, the identity of other person was not something she anticipated, Apollo was one of the few people she didn't hate or like, but still, he was not a bad person.
Well...the hard part of finding out who the killer has started, Brunhild looked at the everyone's expressions. Was there anyone she could trust in the first place? Well, she had no choice but to join one of the groups.
|
|
(Administrator)
Posts: 91
Likes: 0
Talent: Bear
|
Post by Monokuma ✰ on Dec 30, 2017 20:18:41 GMT -5
I AM NOT A BAD BEAR even though i do bad things VERY BAD THINGS such horrible things With a loud cough breaking the crowd’s murmurs, Monokuma rolled into Hell’s Circle, his eyes swirling as he sputtered and tried to stand.
“So...much vacuuming…” And with that, he fell to the ground, as a cacophony of beeps erupted from everyone’s ElectroIDs. Seems there were two new files in the Monokuma Files app. Scrolling through, it was...hard to see so many old names. Some of them hadn’t been spoken in a long time, while others still carried an air of mystery. Apollo, Eleanor, Krzysztof, Rin, Shiro, Valentina...six victims, six lives, six legacies…
All sacrificed for some sick game. It was inevitable; someone would have to pay for this.
VICTIM: Apollo Sinclair
PLACE: Hell’s Gate
NOTES:
-There are several red discolorations on the body.
VICTIM: Valentina Rossi
PLACE: Hell’s Gate
NOTES:
-There are several red discolorations on the body.
-The victim’s throat appears to have the same spotty discolorations, along with traces of blood.
-The victim arranged herself in crucifix position while she was dying. This is not important to the case. This is just Valentina, as I’m sure you’re all aware.
Well...these files were vague, and ultimately unhelpful, it seemed. Now was the time to investi--
“Oh,” began Monokuma. He was standing now, having regained some energy. “And it seems you all missed someone in your blind rush to Hell’s Circle!” He pointed…
And it became confusingly clear what he meant.In Purgatory’s Chasm stood Koneko Kikaimoto in the corner, her face fixed in an empty gaze as she swayed gently from side to side. She was...alive? Or...hm. Something was off.
“Before you get your hopes up, I’m afraid Ms. Kikaimoto will not be rejoining this competition! She is still effectively dead. But wasn’t it rude to ignore her!? I know resurrection’s kind of boring at this point, but really!”
« tag: @all // notes: welcome to hell! welcome to hell! welcome to-- » |
|
