Aewin

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

^{Interacting with @addamas, @Spriggs27 and @Mateotis}

There was way too many things going on at that one moment. Some had decided to join her with helping the fallen Infinite, and others continued to talk. Krista was torn between listening to what was being said by Mondatta, the cute baker, and the politician — or bishi contender as Doctor Monokuma put it during their introductions— but also wanted to ensure that the pale fellow that collapsed was fine. She smiled at the blonde infinite as he joined her side, vaguely remembering that he was some sort of infinite runner. "I suppose I'm treading on thin Ice with these jokes? Okay, I'll stop. Gosh, sorry. Not the right time, I know, can't help it." If her hands weren't busy with keeping Ice held up, she would have scratched the back of her neck with a sheepish grin. It wasn't that she didn't take the situation seriously, but the tense atmosphere would certainly make her easily uncomfortable if she didn't make a few light jokes here and there. It was her way of dealing with things, even if wasn't the best way.

Krista noticed Rika pulling out a chair for Ice, and Krista beamed gratefully at the mummy. "Thanks for that," it was odd that she was using a tape recorder. It almost creeped her out, but Krista knew that Rika had no choice — something to do with nerve damage in her throat? Krista wasn't so good with medical terms, but she could make a wild guess and figure it out. When Krista was able to settle Ice in the seat Rika had pulled out for him, she stood nearby to ensure that Ice was going to be okay.

Then, the Infinite Poet introduced himself. Krista turned her smile from Rika towards Daimyon. She didn't recall seeing him around when Ice collapsed earlier, so Krista filled him in. "Mondatta wanted us all to meet up here and discuss the gifts and basically suggested we cooperate with each other. He even gave his gift to Kara, but some weren't so sure about Mondatta's suggestion," she glanced at Ice and the Smith who was standing elsewhere, before turning back to the poet. "I suppose the stress got to Ice and I just... well... punned?" Her face changed back into a sheepish look for a moment. When Daimyon referred back to the introduction she had offered yesterday, she shook him off with little concern. "No problem 'bout that, Mister Poe-t." Okay, that one was probably terrible, but Krista still grinned at Daimyon, hoping he would take it well. C'mon she was talking to the Infinite Poet and she was going to go one conversation without bringing up Edgar Allan Poe? Even Krista wasn't strong enough to resist making the light joke.

Krista's hand went to touch the strap against her chest, tugging on it slightly. "I do, I never leave anywhere without it." She tilted her head to the side. Why would he need to know? "Is everything alright?"

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

Gonna try and get a post up before bed tonight.

EDIT: Got it done way before bed time, nevermind.

𝕲𝖗𝖎𝖒 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖕𝖊𝖗'𝖘 𝕲𝖆𝖒𝖇𝖎𝖙

@Shoryu Magami

Lucia is happy to wait at the airport for a while if it means that she's found the correct spot. I think I'll have a short post that has her ready and waiting at the meeting spot when it's closer to the meeting up time.

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

EDIT: @Aewin I love how everyone has a habit of calling Ice 'Bandaged guy' at least once.

@AimeChambers

Well, mummy was taken so Bandaged Guy it is XD

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

After making the pun, Krista headed towards the espresso machine to make herself a warm drink as if she hasn't said anything at all. She still had an amused look on her face, but didn't comment further on the tall brunette's eating habits. Krista leaned against the counter, the warm cup held between both her hands bringing her some artificial form of comfort when the male punned right back at her. Krista let out a snicker after recovering from the surprise, but before she could respond the two of them were joined by Mondatta, shortly before the rest of the group. The break room suddenly felt a little too crowded, and what good mood Krista had, she could feel it seeping away as strange tension filled the air.

No one wanted to talk about killing. Who would, really? Everyone was on edge, or at least those that took this situation seriously did, anyway. Krista didn't know what to believe; her gut, which told her that this was all just some strange nightmare she would wake up from and laugh off, or the two-toned mechanical bear and four dolls she was supposed to consider the doctor and nurses of Axis Mundi. Krista took a thoughtful sip of her coffee, watching from her spot near the coffee machine as Mondatta gave away the gift Monokuma had given them to a child wearing a maid outfit. The action made her think about her own gift. Was she supposed to give the game to the blind girl? It would probably be a lot more appreciated by her instead of just collecting dust in Krista's room. But it was what Monokuma said that caused her to hesitate.

"Use it to build a relationship with your friends that you can exploit to murder them later. Remember, a trusting victim is an easy victim!"

It didn't help that the gift Krista got was to be given to someone that could be considered vulnerable. The last thing Krista wanted to do was imply that she was going to be of any danger to the blind girl.

'Maybe I'll wait and see before I out myself as a weirdo. Best to avoid treble.' She snickered again, this time at her own pun. It might have been strange for her to suddenly laugh whilst the others tried to decide what to do, but once again: nothing would stop her from punning.

The bandaged guy began to talk, and Krista's eyebrows furrowed. Why so negative? Hell, even the cute barista beside her didn't seem so trusting of others, going by his suggestion. "But don't you think that this distrust is exactly what Monokuma wants?" She asked finally, putting down her drink behind her on the counter she was leaning against. "We're sharp enough not to kill just because some stuffed animal says so, right? We could just ignore the bear and dolls until we figure out a way to get outta here!" She suggested, hopefully.

And right then, the bandaged guy collapsed. She hurried over to check up on him, eyes wide and mouth opened in panic. "Hey! Don't fall for me now!" She cried out as she tried helping him up.

Divided We Stand

@lovely complex I love the detail that has gone into this RP, and I would be really sad to see it die out after all the effort you and everyone else has put into this show.

I would suggest maybe waiting. Schools have just started and people are getting back to work, so it might take some time for people to settle down back to writing? Or maybe we could open up the RP for more people, but I don't honestly know how you can bring more people in currently without making it feel forced.

I definitely don't want to see this die out, and if it means you're planning on a reboot then I'll be happy to follow along ^^

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

<Snipped quote by Melo>

There is morbid curiosity, and there is this. Jesus people, why can't you just let others live? xD

@Mateotis

Because Monokuma (and the mastermind) is a sick, sick bastard.

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

@Spriggs27 Tubad Krista won't give puns a rest.

edit: okay I'll stop before I end up having to reuse puns when it comes to IC XD

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

Let the puns begin.

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

_{Interacts with @Katakon}

Nope, this most certainly had to be a dream! This was way too dark to be a simple prank, not to mention expensive to run. Seriously, in what world does a two-toned teddy bear force sixteen human adults to kill each other to leave? What was this, a video game? When the carnage sisters guided Krista to her own room, which seemed to be right opposite the Infinite Knight's room, Krista made doubly sure that the door remained lock behind her before she explored her room.

Krista wasn't a patient at Axis Mundi, so she wasn't surprised to see that her room was pretty plain. The only things that were in her room were the things she remembered leaving in Herman's room whenever she would visit— an old blanket, a few books for Herman to read, some scented candles and a record player, with a neat stack of CDs beside it on top of a small desk close to the hospital bed. Krista was glad to see that she still had Mozart, Beethoven, and Wagner to put her to sleep. Hell, there was even a cute violin stand in the corner of the room for her to use! She was sure that the stand wasn't her own, but she appreciated the thing nonetheless.

On top of the hospital bed was a gift she didn't recognise. Approaching it, Krista realised it was the gift Monokuma was talking about in Theatre Therapy. A Braille Othello board game. Krista didn't find Othello all too interesting, so she supposed that it would just collect dust in the corner of the room. As much as she would love to give the gift to someone who would appreciate it, she didn't want to imply she was going to kill them. Dream or not, Krista wasn't going to be that stupid.

Krista placed the board game, along with the pieces, on top of the desk beside her record player, forgetting about it immediately after and going right to sleep.

And when Krista woke up that following morning? It took all her willpower to not curse the bear and dolls' existence. She had woken up in her room, alright, but it meant that this nightmare was still not over with. Did that mean she really was stuck here, and this was not just in her imagination? Her stomach twisted in anxiety as she thought about her brother again. Was he alright? Did Monokuma do anything to hurt him? Krista slid out of her bed, her hands shaking as her mind raced with unpleasant thoughts.

Coffee. She needed it if she was going to have to actually deal with this shitstorm of a nightmare. Though she vowed to never touch hospital coffee again, she believed that this wasn't really Axis Mundi so it didn't really matter so much. With her E-handbook carefully placed in the pocket of her dress, and her violin carefully tucked into its case and securely strapped to her back, Krista left her room in search of a warm drink. Right outside her room was Shona, a man holding beads (she didn't question it, to each their own), and a blonde man holding a sword— she could only hope that the thing wasn't sharpened.

After a little "exploration" of the first floor— no, she was not already lost— Krista found the break room. Inside was occupied by only one person, surprisingly enough. She stifled a laugh, watching from the doorway as the giant devoured his sandwich like a starved man. Taking one step inside, she spoke out loud to him. "I have the weirdest tromboner right now."

Yes, she had to make that joke. She saw the opportunity, and she took it.