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Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

Made a minor edit to my post since I felt it'd fit better with the situation.

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

Things getting out of hand? Whaaaaaaaaat?

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

"It's all so meaningless."

Zachary Ackerson

He hated this. The fact the spotlight was on him, the horrible and awkward silence that arose because of him, and the fact he was troubling Jezebel. Why was he being such a horrible person right now? He understood he was frustrated, but that was no excuse. Exploding at someone just because they used a word he didn't like was just the worse. He even called everyone idiots, too!

But it wasn't like he didn't think this. And that was probably the worst part. He couldn't step down, though.

He shook his head. The insults themselves merely bounced off of Zach -- he couldn't care much less of what Matthews thought about him. But the fact that Matthews was reacting this way meant he was either stupid or he was trying to look the other way.

"So you don't understand..." Zachary briefly seemed stultified by Matthews' statement, and as if the spark of humanity had left him, Zachary's eyes no longer seemed to reflect any life. This lasted but a moment, and when he began speaking once more, there was no anger, but instead an odd mix of elation and contempt in his tone. "Hahaha! What a petty assessment! But then, that can only be expected of some thug who starts giving out platitudes after 'introducing people to reality'. That 'stronger stuff' isn't going to save anyone from a knife in their back, nor is it going to prevent people from killing people." Zach let out a derisive laugh. "And there will be more of that, won't there? It's routine at this point. Really giving Davis the time of his life, aren't we? But let's focus on my choice of company instead, right? You know, that 'silly clown' who hasn't killed anyone yet. I wonder how many here can say the same about their friends?" Zachary shook his head. "Good job, I guess."

Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

More like HONKai Impact, you fucking clown.

Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

H i l a r i a

"Slowpoke~"

— Hilaria

They had defeated a lich with incredible power! A fiercesome monster capable of horrible things. Not every magical girl could claim they had done this. This would evoke feelings of triumph and happiness for the others. Positive emotions that would please her patron!

But Hilaria, of course, did not care about the victory herself. She found herself lacking any sort of expression. No relief, no pride, nothing. No significant emotions were evoked, and she wasn't sure she'd remember this past a decade or so. Billy was no different to a goblin in that regard.

"Hey~!"

Hilaria was able to shift gears rather fast, which she ironically displayed by sauntering over to Amaryllis. The smile she now wore betrayed the fact she did not seem put off by the girl's barbaric display. Instead, she used the time to de-summon Mars while slinging Vulcan over her back, giving an animated wave to the girl. "Now don't you seem to be enjoying yourself~ Hilaria thinks that was really good work, Armadillo~"

She then started to scan the area for the other girls, and her eyes rested upon Eli, whom she waved to, and then the same was done with Sophia. A good cooperative effort between them, even if there were... tiny hints of miscommunication or counter-synergy.

And speaking of counter-synergy, where was the other girl? Hilaria looked around, but did not see her. Puzzled, she tilted her head. Had she fled? Wasn't it rude to turn someone into a hot-pocket and then leave like that? It was not as though the pain was already gone or something -- she was still in an incredible amount of pain, contrary to her outward appearance.

Oh well.

With the arrival of a mysterious man, Hilaria couldn't find it in her to care enough about the burns, and simply endured them. "Cat~? Mm, no a tortoise would fit better, don't you think~?"

E m i l y

"Full force? What do you mean?"

— Emily

Her gambit had succeeded, and where once a vicious beast stood, a friend remained. Emily let out a big sigh of relief, and found herself smiling in spite of the pain she suffered. "Oh, I'm so happy..."

She did not want to fight Lupa. She honestly could not fight Lupa. Suffering that wound for Helga was not something she regretted, but this did not change the fact that it reduced her close-range capabilities to nil.

Momentarily, she considered giving chase to the clones, but this fleeting thought was purged from her mind soonafter. They were much faster, and with the Endsinger vanquished, there likely little to distract the other girls from dealing with the Ferals. Selfish as it was, she decided to let them deal with it.

Emily's eyes settled on the unconscious Lupa, and then to Helga. "T-thank you..." she repeated, giving a respectful bow. She'd have hugged the girl were it not for the fact that Lupa being on her shoulder would make it awkward to try to. "Ah, if that's okay with you..." she replied to the offer, but was noticably confused with the girl's other statement.

As she followed behind Helga, she worried about Amaryllis, and Tetrad. Were they okay? How was their fights with the other two lichs going? She hoped that it was much better than hers. After all, she had done nothing to help fight the Lich itself, but she wasn't keen on letting a friend down, either. Thankfully, there were other girls to pick up the slack, and she was grateful for that.

In the end, she decided she would trust in her two friends, that they would persevere. If she could, then it'd be simple for them, she thought.

Turning her attention back onto Helga as she walked in the girl's shadow, she couldn't help but ask something. "What did you mean, 'not like that'?"

S i l h o u e t t e

"I'm literally Chronotriggered right now"

Silhouette

Silhouette had her blade readied, and was more than prepared to strike anyone or anything that attempted to interfere with Tetrad's shift, but that proved unnecessary. The Ascendancy had launched an attack to interrupt the spell, but it was nullified by an arrow. Not merely deflected nor knocked off course, but stopped in its entirety.

Her eyes revealed all. The magics at use here were, without a doubt, the same sort that she personally made use of. In other words, it seemed Lily was specialized in Time Magic now.

But before any further interaction could happen, Tetrad completed the shift and along with the others, Samantha found herself in the strange world that was the Overcity. At least this time the trees added some character to the otherwise unsettling landscape, but trekking through an unfamiliar, dark forest wouldn't exactly rid someone of anxiety, either.

Most of the group seemed to be productive in their approach to the situation. A plan had been made to follow Tetrad's guidance, while the other, more vertically-enabled members of the group went on and scouted ahead.

The assassin decided to turn back to Lily since she had the time. She shot the poor girl a look that wasn't exactly a glare but wasn't particularly friendly either. Her crimson eyes violated the girl, as though she were sizing up a potential foe -- because that was precisely what she was doing, and she made no attempt to be subtle about it.

"You..." Samantha had begun to speak but paused. Her eyes lingered for a few moments after until she decided to return back to the task at hand, her focus returning to the forest. Now was not the time for this, "later" she thought.

Since the Ascendancy did not follow them, their main concern would likely be beasts that prowled the forest as they attempted to navigate the forest. She felt a bit excited, if only because she would be occupied, but these would be no Enkidu, no real challenge, not unless they got 'lucky' in that regard, but she wasn't going to count on that. But this time, since she wasn't forced to hold back, to use her fists, this should be better. Especially if things here don't end similarly to last time.

"We shouldn't waste more time than necessary," Sil stated to the group. "Talks of eviction can wait for when we manage to get back to Penrose."

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

Wryyyy

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

Got a quick little post up. :)

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

"More than a glimpse."

Zachary Ackerson

It was just... couldn't a man drink a cup of joe without worrying he'll be drugged?! It was so stupid! He was confident that nobody'd do that stunt twice, but realizing just how unsafe everything was becoming... it pissed him off. Why couldn't he even trust that he'd get to drink coffee before something happened? If someone was going to do something to him, he'd much prefer it be while he was sleeping, or even the walk TO the Break Room. He let this tantrum play out in his head.

Zachary was still tending to his hand when the room suddenly became full of life. People would once again return to their 'normal' lives in this place. And why wouldn't they? Yesterday wasn't special, was it? A routine occurance no different than the last, at least in how it turned out. A person killed, a case was started and finished, and another person died. Big whoop. Did anyone care anymore? That's... he caught himself feeling ashamed that this thought crossed his mind. Of course people did care, it was friends who died, and Faith's death was proof that SOMEONE cared. He was so very grateful for what she did, even if... he thought she was an idiot. Why play hero, when it would only lead to suffering? Why couldn't she have learned from his mistake? The thought that she might have desired the outcome, like Emily assumed, had never crossed his mind. He wasn't smart, and he wasn't close enough to her. All he saw was a fool who happened to do something that saved Zach by proxy.

It tore at him. He was grateful, but he resented the idea behind her action.

Something was wrong with him. Zachary understood this. The entire situation was draining him, he knew this. But that meant nothing. So what if he could acknowledge things were taking a darker turn for his mental well-being? Until the 'game' was finished, until he could be rid of all the deaths and betrayal, he'd probably never improve. And when that betrayal and death is targeted specifically towards him, or worse, Jezebel? How was he supposed to take that? In stride? No, impossible. He was only human.

And humans were so very flawed individuals.

"Ah." Zachary almost seemed snapped out of some trance when he heard Jezebel's concerned voice. He hadn't even noticed her approach him. Come to think of it, he didn't recall so many people showing up, either. "I'm fine. Don't worry about it."

Zachary wasn't a good liar by any stretch of the imagination. Even if he hadn't been so tired of it all, most people could see right through him. He'd never been the one to tell anything more than a white lie, and even then, those were given away. After all, his good hand found its way to the back of his neck, as it usually did. But less surprising than his inability to fib was the fact that it wasn't just a casual reply to an obvious question. His response was much too intense. He barked the words out as if he was both irritated insulted by the question.

He immediately found himself unable to look back at the woman. His eyes drifted elsewhere. He didn't know why he'd suddenly snapped at her, she was just worried. That'd normally please him if anything. Zachary felt embarrassed. He felt ashamed. He felt terrible. What was he doing? He needed to calm down. Apologize, tell her he didn't mean anything by it. It was just frustration, nothing serious. But just before he could muster up the courage to do that, he heard it.

It wasn't like he intended to eavesdrop. He tried to keep conversations not related to him out of his mind. This was nothing more than an unfortunate occurance spurned by the fact that his eyes just happened to land at their table. And as such, he just happened to start listening. But the cause changed not the result. What should have been nothing more than harmless musing was the trigger for a violent reaction.

_"Why..."

The Archer's voice was small at first. It was likely even Jez, who was beside him, would miss it if she weren't paying attention.

"Why."

A bit louder, but nothing high. As if he were asking Jez.

"WHY?!"

In an instant, it detonated. From inside voice to bellow, he spiraled out of control.

"Are you guys daft? Slow? Is everyone here insane, or just stupid? Do none of you pay attention, or do you intentionally shut off your brains? Do you want to suffer? Is that it? Or maybe even die? Does nobody understand a damn thing!? Do you not understand that this is no game? Is that hard to grasp? How many times does someone have to play hero and fail before people conclude that it's stupid, idiotic, dumb, unwise, moronic, absurd, senseless, illogical, unprofitable, pointless, meaningless, and futile? Do you want my other eye? Do you want to stack the pile of corpses even higher? When is enough enough? Why don't you guys understand...!"

Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

Emily had to deal with a violent furry, otherwise she would have.

Also hell yeah. Lets rock baby.

Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

Why you guys trying to snag the guitar when Emily was her biggest fan?