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Spirit Wielders! (A roleplay where you sell your soul for powers.)

Plopping this here for now

Lilac

(source)

Name
Lilac Wilde

Age
15

Grade
10

Appearance
Lilac is thin, neither having much fat nor muscle on his bones. Combined with the fact he's still pretty short, standing at only 1m52, he has a pretty scrawny look over all. He likes to wear baggy clothing to make up and hide that, but it's more of a subconscious choice than anything he pays particular attention to. His black hair is of medium length, with bangs just long enough to cover his eyes if he wanted to, which adds to his shut-in look.

Personality
Lilac is distant and doesn't like other people very much. He's right in the middle of that 'shitty teenager phase' and without being a particularly social person on top of that, it spells disaster for any of interactions with his fellow human beings. The kid much prefers to shut himself out from the world and entertain himself. He's stubborn and doesn't like taking advice from other people. While a pretty unpleasant individual over all, he's not entirely hopeless; a lot of his behaviour is just because he's at that age, and he's not totally inconsiderate of others. He's got a sense of right and wrong, and usually wants to do the right thing, but is just too awkward or incompetent to actually do so most of the time.

Background
Lilac's past isn't particularly special or grand in any fashion. He comes from a fairly average middle-class family of four, five if you count their cat, Mido. He's got a sister who's two years younger than him. Went to a no-name primary school. Had a few feuds with his parents. Y'know, the average. But inside that mediocre and mundane life, stuff still happened. None of the events are particularly noteworthy on their own, but a lot of little things added up to make him hate everything as much as he does.

In primary school, for example, he's had the default experience of a little teasing, forming cliques, getting scammed out of trading cards... nothing too excessive, and pretty much every boy got their turn to be the scapegoat at some point. Still, those small events just piled up for Lilac. He always took it just a little harder and a little more personally than the others, and the more they teased him, the ruder he bit back at them. Even got in a fight or two, but nothing too serious. He didn't really keep in touch with any of the other kids as he went to middle school. When he got there, he was already a bit rude and distant, so not like he made much more friends then either.

At home, Lilac often shut himself in his room and drew something or played some games. He didn't have much drive to go outside. He and his sister had separate rooms, so they didn't bother each-other too much. Still had a few squabbles of course, but they got along fine enough. Not always the same with the parents when he'd refuse to do chores. He also never really tells them about his day, so that became another source of frustration. It was a pretty distant relationship, despite living under the same roof. Mido hung around a lot in his room though, so the best bond he'd developed was with the cat.

The kid's just nothing special. A bit of an artistic talent for sure, but no drive and a pretty lacking social life on top.

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope (Reboot) [Deader than Disco]

Monokuma stretched his arms out and leaned forward, barking "How rude! First you all accuse me of murder, and now I'm being interrogated!" at Aurel. The robotic counselor's face was red with fury, his fangs bearing for all to see.

"I want to know too." Ayu muttered. "Monokuma... would you please answer?"

The bear sighed and slumped his shoulders. He looked dejected. "Oh well... I suppose I have no choice if I want to keep this a fair trial. Listen up real good, I'm only saying it once!" their counselor shouted, bringing both hands to the front of his mouth. He explained that "The body discovery announcement will only play once three people have seen the body." To add to that, Monokuma also said "I don't care if the last person to see it was a day late, or if they stumble on it by accident! Only once three of you campers have seen it, and not a second sooner, I'll play the announcement."

Chikako, who'd been silent up to now, piped up to enter her own opinion. "Wait, but what about the killer? Don't they see the body first?" she asked, slamming her hands down on the stand in front of her like she was saying 'Gotcha!' to Monokuma. The bear snickered in response.

"Puhuhu... of course that doesn't count. Buuuut... if the killer were to lead two people to the corpse with them, I'll be nice and play it anyway. I wouldn't want to make it too obvious who the murderer is, after all..."

"Great question, Aurel. Now we're exactly 0 steps closer to solving this." Momoe sneered at Aurel.

"Ryuma got there first... if you count Snow, that makes two," Taka interjected, paused for a moment to swallow, then continued: "and I arrived a little later. I heard it play shortly after I saw Naomi, so the bear's not lying." He looked pale as he said it, and his face tensed up. He started to mumble to himself. "S-Shit... what kind of sick freak does that...?!"

"Maybe Taka did it. I mean, look at him! And he wanted to pin it on Snow, too!" Chikako wildly accused. Taka snapped out of his funk.

"H-Hey, piss off! I didn't do it!"

Spirit Wielders! (A roleplay where you sell your soul for powers.)

Keeping an eye on this.

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope (Reboot) [Deader than Disco]

@Melo

'sup lurker

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope (Reboot) [Deader than Disco]

"M-M-Me?!" Monokuma replied bewildered, sweat spontaneously starting to pour from his fur. "N-No! You've got the wrong guy! I swear I didn't do it, officer!" he pleaded with the court.

"Cut the bullshit," another voice piped up, this time that of Mizuno Momoe. She held the tips of her fingers to her forehead, glancing sideways at Snow. "If the bear just wanted us dead, this entire farce wouldn't be going on. If you've nothing to contribute, just shut your mouth and let the smart people handle this."

Ayu chimed in. "...It's definitely one of us," she said, "and Monokuma would give us another motive if it took too long." Taka would be the next to speak up.

"Maybe she's the killer. Trying to pin it on Monokuma to throw us off." He'd crossed his arms and was looking sideways. "I mean, she was chained to Naomi all the time. Just got fed up and... i dunno, stabbed her or something."

Looking for Recommendations for Other RP Sites

Have you been to Iwaku Roleplay?

@PaulHaynek

not even iwaku goes to iwaku

___

serious answer: yeah iwaku is the only 'real' other option, unless you want to start RPing on Tumblr which

I wouldn't advise

Xayah and Rakan!

I'm looking for a Rakan to my Xayah!

Please be:

• Literate (2-4 Paragraphs minimum, or 4-5+ Paragraphs / 4-5+ Sentances per Paragraph please)

• In Character! I will play Xayah in personality to the best of my ability as well.

• NSFW / Explicit theme warning before hand! But beware Smut isn't the whole idea either.

• Discord would be a preferable way of communication for me.

• Please contribute to Plot Ideas, as I get tired fast running the whole show myself.

• I'm friendly and don't bite so please feel free to contact me!

@Xayahh

are you the same guy that created @Rakan

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope (Reboot) [Deader than Disco]

Without warning, Monokoma popped up in front of everybody.

"Welcome, welcome, one and all! I'm so glad to see you all, safe, sound... and on time, too! I couldn't be more proud as your counselor. It really brings a tear to my eye..." Monokuma shared with all of his campers, wiping some moisture off of his black dot.

"Ah, but this isn't the time to get sentimental... You're probably wondering something like- 'There's no way the class trial is gonna be held in a place this!' right? Puhuhu... Please stand back, campers."

Fire.

When Monokuma finished speaking, the bonfire lit up its flames- flames that seemed to reach the heavens themselves. The forest didn't catch the blazing fury, luckily, but the scorching heat could nevertheless be felt by those standing around- even when they were the furthest from the raging inferno. The ground was shaking as something heavy, something incredibly large was coming up. The quakes got weaker at the same time the flames calmed, with the latter coiling around that certain something that almost finished rising up from the floor. The flames circled around it, danced without a care in the world. Then, as sudden as it began, the inferno scattered to the wind. Some of the campers felt a light shock wave hit them, fluttering their clothes. A large cross-wired box stood in front of them, like a cage they'd use to lower dangerous animals into an underground combat arena.

"How's that for a show?! Well now campers, this elevator will take all of you to the courtroom. Those who don't come will be punished accordingly, of course. Well, I'll see you there then... Puhuhu!"

With those words, Monokuma vanished again, and the mechanisms of the elevator started to creak. Its large and imposing door slid open with a heavy amount of noise, welcoming its combatants. It sure looked sturdy enough. Everyone stole brief glances from one another, some chatter erupted soon after. Doubts crept across everyone's minds, some shared it in the open. In the end, however, one by one, the sheep entered their pen.

The prisoner's cage shut behind them when the last one stepped inside, and the mechanisms to carry the lot down spun to life not long after.

The atmosphere was palpable. Everyone on edge. Nobody dared talk to each-other. Maybe it was a sign of respect- or of fear. Suspicion over belief, or the other way around. No matter the case, one among them was a murderer. The corpse of Naomi was still fresh on everyone's minds. It weighed on them as the elevator sunk lower and lower and lower. To impossible depths- those that felt akin to being lowered into hell itself. Even then, the ride felt like it lasted much longer than the eternal punishment that would await one there.

The next time the doors would open, it would reveal a courtroom. Fitted with 16 seats, each marked, one a portrait, nothing was left to the imagination. Torches lined the walls, walls which fashioned themselves to look like a mix of limestone and marble. Attached to them was a tribune, albeit an empty one, the fashion that of an old Roman amphitheatre. Monokuma fancied himself the emperor's seat, towering over his subjects. Everyone walked out the elevator, one by one one.

And then each student took their stand.

Chapter 1: Once Again We Start the Game of Despair
Deadly Life - End

CLASS TRIAL IN SESSION - ALL RISE!

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-Monokuma's opening statement-

"Ahem! Let's begin with a basic explanation of the class trial.

In the class trial, you will each present your arguments for who you think the culprit is, and then vote for 'whoddunit.'

If you vote correctly, only the blackened will be punished. But if you pick the wrong person...

I'll punish everyone besides the blackened, and that person will be able to return home from camp!

Don't even think about not voting at the end! I'd hate having to punish one of you guys!

Now then campers, let's get this exciting, heart-pounding trial started!"