The colour from James' face slowly washed away. It was bad enough, this new setting out of nowhere, a bunch of strangers, half of them acting questionable...but a bear?! Why a BEAR?! Things had just started to calm down, everyone was getting on nicely, they introduced themselves, James even spoke a few words with people around, hell he was almost getting to the point of being semi-comfortable, but no, why would that be allowed. His least favorite animal, in a supposedly cute and cuddly form. A bear. A black and white bear. A bear that walked and talked, and spoke of killing each other? oh great!
James was slowly stepping in the direction away from the monokuma, hearing everyone else bomb the thing with questions, giving their theories of what it was, and why they where here. Did it really matter? They are here now, they need to get now. And James needed to get away from that bear.
Getting about a foot away from his initial standing point when it appeared, he watched as it got thrown, and promptly exploded. Petrified, a quiet words slipped out of James' mouth, "Exploding bears who want us to kill each other...I'm screwed...I was right,.. I'm going to die..." In a few more seconds he found himself back in the fetal position, on the ground. Who cared about rules, rules wont matter much after one of them snaps and kills me. James frantically eyed up everyone from the group, Can I even trust any of them? The waterworks on his face started up again, he wept without a noise. He was terrified, and there was no point in trying to hide it.