sparks-of-despair

[sparks-of-despair]

"...but you don't know, do you? You don't know the pain I've caused, you don't know the suffering I've caused, all because of an invalid vindication! I've got no right to feel sorry for myself. I don't belong in such a good world, as such a bad person... What they did was justified. What I've done is unforgivable. I can't live with what happened because of me. Why, then, should I live at all, if I committed such unforgivable sins?"

"Hey, hey, don't do that to yourself..."

Akari's concern doesn't sway him, however. Tears still dripping down his face, he grabs the handrail to get up from his kneeling position. He seems committed to his decision, truly believing he's beyond redemption. Poor boy...

Event: Guilt-Ridden

While you were doing whatever in a tall building, you noticed Kiibo ascending the stairs, stopping for a second and solemnly sighing before continuing his climb. Akari follows behind with a concerned expression. Even just seeing this at base level, it seemed like something bad- really bad- was about to happen.

What do you do?

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[sparks-of-despair]

"...I've just been feeling really guilt-ridden for what I've done. I got revenge, but... What did I gain from it?"

He sighs, wiping tears from his eyes and staring across the skyline.

"If I jump... The world won't miss me. They probably won't even remember my name. I'll just be remembered as the leader of those rouge AIs who took so many innocent lives... A cold, soulless machine... I'm a horrible person. I don't deserve to live. I completely deserved to be scrapped after the incident. I feel absolutely terrible..."

He clutches his chest, starting to cry again as Akari strokes his hair, attempting to comfort him. With the doubt cleared up... What now?

Event: Guilt-Ridden

While you were doing whatever in a tall building, you noticed Kiibo ascending the stairs, stopping for a second and solemnly sighing before continuing his climb. Akari follows behind with a concerned expression. Even just seeing this at base level, it seemed like something bad- really bad- was about to happen.

What do you do?

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[sparks-of-despair]

When they get to the rooftop, Kiibo grabs the safety rail, sadly looking down at the ground below. Akari grasps his hand, fretting as she does so.

"Kiibo, I know you've been in a bad mental state, but please... Don't do anything bad to yourself..."

"...Don't try to talk me out of this, Akari... I cheated the world. What reason... *hic* ...does it have to need me?"

He suddenly collapses onto his knees, sobbing with his head in his hands. Wait, was he going to...

Event: Guilt-Ridden

While you were doing whatever in a tall building, you noticed Kiibo ascending the stairs, stopping for a second and solemnly sighing before continuing his climb. Akari follows behind with a concerned expression. Even just seeing this at base level, it seemed like something bad- really bad- was about to happen.

What do you do?

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[sparks-of-despair]

Event: Guilt-Ridden

While you were doing whatever in a tall building, you noticed Kiibo ascending the stairs, stopping for a second and solemnly sighing before continuing his climb. Akari follows behind with a concerned expression. Even just seeing this at base level, it seemed like something bad- really bad- was about to happen.

What do you do?

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[sparks-of-despair]

Kiibo tilts his head slightly before nodding.

"Indeed, Kiibo is my name. However, I don't believe we have met outside of the encounter near the lab."

Mysterious Promo...

One morning, as you sat on your porch unassumingly, a deer peeked out at you from the edge of the forest. Curious about what a deer was doing out so close to society and concerned that it may be hurt, you followed it until you were lost in the woods. And you only served to be more afraid when you heard rustling from beyond the trees. Convinced you were about to be mauled by an animal, you flinched, looking for a way to defend yourself before you heard voices. And three people came out of the trees, much to both your relief and horror. They were absolutely covered in blood.

"U-Um... Why do we h-have to be out here again...?"

The girl who spoke seemed very timid, but it was clear she hadn't noticed you yet. And neither had the boy with her.

"You want the love potion, don't you?"

Those words sent a chill down your spine. Love potion? What did he mean by that? Your thoughts were interrupted when the final girl spoke.

"Siblings, be silent. We have an audience."

Seems she took notice of you. She quietly approached you, a darkened demeanor on her pale white, vampirish face.

"Surely you are capable of keeping this little encounter with us a secret, yes?"

What is with these guys? Are they insane? Do you stay or run to call the police?

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[sparks-of-despair]

"Y-yes, ma'am... I will not tell a soul of our encounter, not even my own best friend and second-in-command."

Mysterious Promo...

One morning, as you sat on your porch unassumingly, a deer peeked out at you from the edge of the forest. Curious about what a deer was doing out so close to society and concerned that it may be hurt, you followed it until you were lost in the woods. And you only served to be more afraid when you heard rustling from beyond the trees. Convinced you were about to be mauled by an animal, you flinched, looking for a way to defend yourself before you heard voices. And three people came out of the trees, much to both your relief and horror. They were absolutely covered in blood.

"U-Um... Why do we h-have to be out here again...?"

The girl who spoke seemed very timid, but it was clear she hadn't noticed you yet. And neither had the boy with her.

"You want the love potion, don't you?"

Those words sent a chill down your spine. Love potion? What did he mean by that? Your thoughts were interrupted when the final girl spoke.

"Siblings, be silent. We have an audience."

Seems she took notice of you. She quietly approached you, a darkened demeanor on her pale white, vampirish face.

"Surely you are capable of keeping this little encounter with us a secret, yes?"

What is with these guys? Are they insane? Do you stay or run to call the police?

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[sparks-of-despair]

"Hey, you. Yeah, you."

Kiibo walks over to his other version.

"Who the hell do you you think you are, copycat?"

Promo!

You were walking the streets of... somewhere. In all honesty, you didn't remember how you had gotten there. All you knew was that it looked like a complete train wreck. The skies were crimson red, the town laid in ruins, and in the distance, you could hear metal clanking around, thumping with an ugly sound against the pavement beneath your feet.

Oh. Wait. The metallic sounds were getting... closer? Why were they getting closer? Was something coming at you?! Maybe it was the sounds of whoever or whatever had done this to the town?

Your thoughts were cut off when you heard a round of shots fired right beside you... but you felt nothing. When you looked up, you saw... a girl. The girl looked like she hadn't slept in days, and her hair was messy, but she had saved your life. Her uniform was filthy and it was clear that although it was a high school uniform, she was long past her high school days. How long had she been stuck in the same clothes, anyway?

Regardless, she had saved your life by shoving you to the floor before you could be shot. Not that she appeared too happy about it as she quickly glared at you and gave you a smack on the head.

"Fuckin' watch it! You're gonna get yourself killed, you goddamn asshat! Ugh... Don't you know that Mono-cuck-ma will getcha if you ain't careful, dipshit?!"

She sure seems... rowdy. What do you say back to her? Do you even respond to her at all? Simply walk away? You choose.

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[sparks-of-despair]

Kiibo sighs, not saying a word. Dragging Akari along with one hand and holding a knife in the other, he reluctantly follows Miu.

Promo!

You were walking the streets of... somewhere. In all honesty, you didn't remember how you had gotten there. All you knew was that it looked like a complete train wreck. The skies were crimson red, the town laid in ruins, and in the distance, you could hear metal clanking around, thumping with an ugly sound against the pavement beneath your feet.

Oh. Wait. The metallic sounds were getting... closer? Why were they getting closer? Was something coming at you?! Maybe it was the sounds of whoever or whatever had done this to the town?

Your thoughts were cut off when you heard a round of shots fired right beside you... but you felt nothing. When you looked up, you saw... a girl. The girl looked like she hadn't slept in days, and her hair was messy, but she had saved your life. Her uniform was filthy and it was clear that although it was a high school uniform, she was long past her high school days. How long had she been stuck in the same clothes, anyway?

Regardless, she had saved your life by shoving you to the floor before you could be shot. Not that she appeared too happy about it as she quickly glared at you and gave you a smack on the head.

"Fuckin' watch it! You're gonna get yourself killed, you goddamn asshat! Ugh... Don't you know that Mono-cuck-ma will getcha if you ain't careful, dipshit?!"

She sure seems... rowdy. What do you say back to her? Do you even respond to her at all? Simply walk away? You choose.

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[sparks-of-despair]

"H-hey, none of that! We're just friends!"

"And I told you, I can handle myself. I've killed dozens of demons. This is nothing!"

Kiibo gets up, helping Akari up with him.

"How do you even know my name, anyway? As far as I'm concerned, we've never even met."

Promo!

You were walking the streets of... somewhere. In all honesty, you didn't remember how you had gotten there. All you knew was that it looked like a complete train wreck. The skies were crimson red, the town laid in ruins, and in the distance, you could hear metal clanking around, thumping with an ugly sound against the pavement beneath your feet.

Oh. Wait. The metallic sounds were getting... closer? Why were they getting closer? Was something coming at you?! Maybe it was the sounds of whoever or whatever had done this to the town?

Your thoughts were cut off when you heard a round of shots fired right beside you... but you felt nothing. When you looked up, you saw... a girl. The girl looked like she hadn't slept in days, and her hair was messy, but she had saved your life. Her uniform was filthy and it was clear that although it was a high school uniform, she was long past her high school days. How long had she been stuck in the same clothes, anyway?

Regardless, she had saved your life by shoving you to the floor before you could be shot. Not that she appeared too happy about it as she quickly glared at you and gave you a smack on the head.

"Fuckin' watch it! You're gonna get yourself killed, you goddamn asshat! Ugh... Don't you know that Mono-cuck-ma will getcha if you ain't careful, dipshit?!"

She sure seems... rowdy. What do you say back to her? Do you even respond to her at all? Simply walk away? You choose.

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[sparks-of-despair]

"Tch. I was perfectly capable of dealing with that on my own, thank you very much."

Akari (that missing-arm robot girl from the the promo, remember?) had been cowering behind Kiibo, leading to him having been on top of her when they got pushed.

"Gah! Hey, you forgot to account for me..."

Promo!

You were walking the streets of... somewhere. In all honesty, you didn't remember how you had gotten there. All you knew was that it looked like a complete train wreck. The skies were crimson red, the town laid in ruins, and in the distance, you could hear metal clanking around, thumping with an ugly sound against the pavement beneath your feet.

Oh. Wait. The metallic sounds were getting... closer? Why were they getting closer? Was something coming at you?! Maybe it was the sounds of whoever or whatever had done this to the town?

Your thoughts were cut off when you heard a round of shots fired right beside you... but you felt nothing. When you looked up, you saw... a girl. The girl looked like she hadn't slept in days, and her hair was messy, but she had saved your life. Her uniform was filthy and it was clear that although it was a high school uniform, she was long past her high school days. How long had she been stuck in the same clothes, anyway?

Regardless, she had saved your life by shoving you to the floor before you could be shot. Not that she appeared too happy about it as she quickly glared at you and gave you a smack on the head.

"Fuckin' watch it! You're gonna get yourself killed, you goddamn asshat! Ugh... Don't you know that Mono-cuck-ma will getcha if you ain't careful, dipshit?!"

She sure seems... rowdy. What do you say back to her? Do you even respond to her at all? Simply walk away? You choose.

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[sparks-of-despair]

"I see! It's nice to meet you, Monaca. My name is Kiibo."

Event: Killing Game

It had been almost a month since the Warriors Of Hope had been last seen. It was as if they had completely vanished into thin air, and no one had seen or heard from them since. That was until...

One morning, your muse(s) woke up in a room. They vaguely remembered being kidnapped the previous evening, but their head hurt to think of it any further. But when they made their way out of the room, they were greeted by sixteen other faces. Not all of them looked very friendly, but five stood out: the missing Warriors Of Hope whose faces had been all over the news were there, arguing with some of the adults and each other, yet they could all seem to agree on one thing: an adult was to blame for this.

"Which of you Demons is to blame for this?!" the fiery redhead of the bunch shouted. He seemed very agitated, his looks and personality identical to that of Masaru Daimon. The former Li'l Ultimate P.E., who had revoked his talent in order to give the Demons a taste of their own medicine. Of course, by now, most people were aware that the group had split up. "I'll kill you all! I swear to god, I'll kill you all!"

"Wait, Masaru," the calm and collected voice of another young boy sounded. His words seemed to temporarily stun the athlete, who turned to scowl at his former friend. Nagisa Shingetsu, the Li'l Ultimate Social Studies, another who had been grossly mistreated and whose abusers had paid the price in blood. "That's exactly what they want. You don't think this place resembles some of Fath... of Mr. Monokuma's stories?"

"Uu... I don't wanna be here..." the softer boy moaned. He started rubbing his sleeves together, desperately hoping that it could take his mind off of it. "I want to leave..."

"We're not going to get to leave," the pink-haired girl stated harshly. She started to twirl her hair between her fingers anxiously, breathing a sigh of anxiety. "We're stuck here. Best we can do is avoid these Demons before they try something. We all know they will."

What do you do?

"GAAAAAH...!" the small green-haired girl screamed. She started to bang on the walls with her fists, hoping the walls would cave or someone would hear the commotion outside and come to let them out. "Open! Open! OPEN! Or else Monaca will kill everyone here!"

The people around, staring at the group of kids were also quite easily identified. Ryoko Otonashi... Ryota Mitarai... Sonosuke Izayoi... Miaya Gekkogahara... Seiko Kimura... Ruruka Ando... Sato... Aiko Umesawa... Natsumi Kuzuryuu... Mirai Maizono... Kaori Akamatsu...

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[sparks-of-despair]

"Okay, let's clear up one thing first- it wasn't a threat. So, I'm the leader of a group called the Soldiers of Vengeance."

He motions to the symbol on his chest.

"We are a group dedicated to killing the roboticists from our lab who wronged so many of us robots. To me, it feels all too simple- we are built, we are allowed to live for a while, the demons begin picking out our flaws, and then a grave mistake gets us inevitably scrapped. A new robot is built as a replacement, and the cycle continues. It's sad, isn't it? I created my group in order to break the cycle and get revenge on those demons. So it must be done..."

Event: Killing Game

It had been almost a month since the Warriors Of Hope had been last seen. It was as if they had completely vanished into thin air, and no one had seen or heard from them since. That was until...

One morning, your muse(s) woke up in a room. They vaguely remembered being kidnapped the previous evening, but their head hurt to think of it any further. But when they made their way out of the room, they were greeted by sixteen other faces. Not all of them looked very friendly, but five stood out: the missing Warriors Of Hope whose faces had been all over the news were there, arguing with some of the adults and each other, yet they could all seem to agree on one thing: an adult was to blame for this.

"Which of you Demons is to blame for this?!" the fiery redhead of the bunch shouted. He seemed very agitated, his looks and personality identical to that of Masaru Daimon. The former Li'l Ultimate P.E., who had revoked his talent in order to give the Demons a taste of their own medicine. Of course, by now, most people were aware that the group had split up. "I'll kill you all! I swear to god, I'll kill you all!"

"Wait, Masaru," the calm and collected voice of another young boy sounded. His words seemed to temporarily stun the athlete, who turned to scowl at his former friend. Nagisa Shingetsu, the Li'l Ultimate Social Studies, another who had been grossly mistreated and whose abusers had paid the price in blood. "That's exactly what they want. You don't think this place resembles some of Fath... of Mr. Monokuma's stories?"

"Uu... I don't wanna be here..." the softer boy moaned. He started rubbing his sleeves together, desperately hoping that it could take his mind off of it. "I want to leave..."

"We're not going to get to leave," the pink-haired girl stated harshly. She started to twirl her hair between her fingers anxiously, breathing a sigh of anxiety. "We're stuck here. Best we can do is avoid these Demons before they try something. We all know they will."

What do you do?

"GAAAAAH...!" the small green-haired girl screamed. She started to bang on the walls with her fists, hoping the walls would cave or someone would hear the commotion outside and come to let them out. "Open! Open! OPEN! Or else Monaca will kill everyone here!"

The people around, staring at the group of kids were also quite easily identified. Ryoko Otonashi... Ryota Mitarai... Sonosuke Izayoi... Miaya Gekkogahara... Seiko Kimura... Ruruka Ando... Sato... Aiko Umesawa... Natsumi Kuzuryuu... Mirai Maizono... Kaori Akamatsu...

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[sparks-of-despair]

"Wh-what!? No! I mean, yes, I admittedly don't go anywhere without this thing, but it's for killing demons only! Ok, maybe I have hurt the occasional commoner, but- ugh. I need to explain my whole thing, don't I?"

Event: Killing Game

It had been almost a month since the Warriors Of Hope had been last seen. It was as if they had completely vanished into thin air, and no one had seen or heard from them since. That was until...

One morning, your muse(s) woke up in a room. They vaguely remembered being kidnapped the previous evening, but their head hurt to think of it any further. But when they made their way out of the room, they were greeted by sixteen other faces. Not all of them looked very friendly, but five stood out: the missing Warriors Of Hope whose faces had been all over the news were there, arguing with some of the adults and each other, yet they could all seem to agree on one thing: an adult was to blame for this.

"Which of you Demons is to blame for this?!" the fiery redhead of the bunch shouted. He seemed very agitated, his looks and personality identical to that of Masaru Daimon. The former Li'l Ultimate P.E., who had revoked his talent in order to give the Demons a taste of their own medicine. Of course, by now, most people were aware that the group had split up. "I'll kill you all! I swear to god, I'll kill you all!"

"Wait, Masaru," the calm and collected voice of another young boy sounded. His words seemed to temporarily stun the athlete, who turned to scowl at his former friend. Nagisa Shingetsu, the Li'l Ultimate Social Studies, another who had been grossly mistreated and whose abusers had paid the price in blood. "That's exactly what they want. You don't think this place resembles some of Fath... of Mr. Monokuma's stories?"

"Uu... I don't wanna be here..." the softer boy moaned. He started rubbing his sleeves together, desperately hoping that it could take his mind off of it. "I want to leave..."

"We're not going to get to leave," the pink-haired girl stated harshly. She started to twirl her hair between her fingers anxiously, breathing a sigh of anxiety. "We're stuck here. Best we can do is avoid these Demons before they try something. We all know they will."

What do you do?

"GAAAAAH...!" the small green-haired girl screamed. She started to bang on the walls with her fists, hoping the walls would cave or someone would hear the commotion outside and come to let them out. "Open! Open! OPEN! Or else Monaca will kill everyone here!"

The people around, staring at the group of kids were also quite easily identified. Ryoko Otonashi... Ryota Mitarai... Sonosuke Izayoi... Miaya Gekkogahara... Seiko Kimura... Ruruka Ando... Sato... Aiko Umesawa... Natsumi Kuzuryuu... Mirai Maizono... Kaori Akamatsu...

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[sparks-of-despair]

"Umm..."

Not knowing what exactly he's supposed to say, he fidgets with a knife behind his back. Heaven forbid they notice that.

Event: Killing Game

It had been almost a month since the Warriors Of Hope had been last seen. It was as if they had completely vanished into thin air, and no one had seen or heard from them since. That was until...

One morning, your muse(s) woke up in a room. They vaguely remembered being kidnapped the previous evening, but their head hurt to think of it any further. But when they made their way out of the room, they were greeted by sixteen other faces. Not all of them looked very friendly, but five stood out: the missing Warriors Of Hope whose faces had been all over the news were there, arguing with some of the adults and each other, yet they could all seem to agree on one thing: an adult was to blame for this.

"Which of you Demons is to blame for this?!" the fiery redhead of the bunch shouted. He seemed very agitated, his looks and personality identical to that of Masaru Daimon. The former Li'l Ultimate P.E., who had revoked his talent in order to give the Demons a taste of their own medicine. Of course, by now, most people were aware that the group had split up. "I'll kill you all! I swear to god, I'll kill you all!"

"Wait, Masaru," the calm and collected voice of another young boy sounded. His words seemed to temporarily stun the athlete, who turned to scowl at his former friend. Nagisa Shingetsu, the Li'l Ultimate Social Studies, another who had been grossly mistreated and whose abusers had paid the price in blood. "That's exactly what they want. You don't think this place resembles some of Fath... of Mr. Monokuma's stories?"

"Uu... I don't wanna be here..." the softer boy moaned. He started rubbing his sleeves together, desperately hoping that it could take his mind off of it. "I want to leave..."

"We're not going to get to leave," the pink-haired girl stated harshly. She started to twirl her hair between her fingers anxiously, breathing a sigh of anxiety. "We're stuck here. Best we can do is avoid these Demons before they try something. We all know they will."

What do you do?

"GAAAAAH...!" the small green-haired girl screamed. She started to bang on the walls with her fists, hoping the walls would cave or someone would hear the commotion outside and come to let them out. "Open! Open! OPEN! Or else Monaca will kill everyone here!"

The people around, staring at the group of kids were also quite easily identified. Ryoko Otonashi... Ryota Mitarai... Sonosuke Izayoi... Miaya Gekkogahara... Seiko Kimura... Ruruka Ando... Sato... Aiko Umesawa... Natsumi Kuzuryuu... Mirai Maizono... Kaori Akamatsu...

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[sparks-of-despair]

"Wha- huh- excuse me, what? Of course not!"

As SOV Kiibo never became the Ultimate Robot, he didn't meet Kokichi in the same manner as other Kiibos, and thus, never had time to get adjusted to questions like this. Hence his confusion.

Event: Killing Game

It had been almost a month since the Warriors Of Hope had been last seen. It was as if they had completely vanished into thin air, and no one had seen or heard from them since. That was until...

One morning, your muse(s) woke up in a room. They vaguely remembered being kidnapped the previous evening, but their head hurt to think of it any further. But when they made their way out of the room, they were greeted by sixteen other faces. Not all of them looked very friendly, but five stood out: the missing Warriors Of Hope whose faces had been all over the news were there, arguing with some of the adults and each other, yet they could all seem to agree on one thing: an adult was to blame for this.

"Which of you Demons is to blame for this?!" the fiery redhead of the bunch shouted. He seemed very agitated, his looks and personality identical to that of Masaru Daimon. The former Li'l Ultimate P.E., who had revoked his talent in order to give the Demons a taste of their own medicine. Of course, by now, most people were aware that the group had split up. "I'll kill you all! I swear to god, I'll kill you all!"

"Wait, Masaru," the calm and collected voice of another young boy sounded. His words seemed to temporarily stun the athlete, who turned to scowl at his former friend. Nagisa Shingetsu, the Li'l Ultimate Social Studies, another who had been grossly mistreated and whose abusers had paid the price in blood. "That's exactly what they want. You don't think this place resembles some of Fath... of Mr. Monokuma's stories?"

"Uu... I don't wanna be here..." the softer boy moaned. He started rubbing his sleeves together, desperately hoping that it could take his mind off of it. "I want to leave..."

"We're not going to get to leave," the pink-haired girl stated harshly. She started to twirl her hair between her fingers anxiously, breathing a sigh of anxiety. "We're stuck here. Best we can do is avoid these Demons before they try something. We all know they will."

What do you do?

"GAAAAAH...!" the small green-haired girl screamed. She started to bang on the walls with her fists, hoping the walls would cave or someone would hear the commotion outside and come to let them out. "Open! Open! OPEN! Or else Monaca will kill everyone here!"

The people around, staring at the group of kids were also quite easily identified. Ryoko Otonashi... Ryota Mitarai... Sonosuke Izayoi... Miaya Gekkogahara... Seiko Kimura... Ruruka Ando... Sato... Aiko Umesawa... Natsumi Kuzuryuu... Mirai Maizono... Kaori Akamatsu...

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[sparks-of-despair]

((Behold, an interaction-starved roleplayer in her natural habitat-))

"Alright. Let's make this quick. Who's behind this?"

Kiibo, I love you, but chill out-

Event: Killing Game

It had been almost a month since the Warriors Of Hope had been last seen. It was as if they had completely vanished into thin air, and no one had seen or heard from them since. That was until...

One morning, your muse(s) woke up in a room. They vaguely remembered being kidnapped the previous evening, but their head hurt to think of it any further. But when they made their way out of the room, they were greeted by sixteen other faces. Not all of them looked very friendly, but five stood out: the missing Warriors Of Hope whose faces had been all over the news were there, arguing with some of the adults and each other, yet they could all seem to agree on one thing: an adult was to blame for this.

"Which of you Demons is to blame for this?!" the fiery redhead of the bunch shouted. He seemed very agitated, his looks and personality identical to that of Masaru Daimon. The former Li'l Ultimate P.E., who had revoked his talent in order to give the Demons a taste of their own medicine. Of course, by now, most people were aware that the group had split up. "I'll kill you all! I swear to god, I'll kill you all!"

"Wait, Masaru," the calm and collected voice of another young boy sounded. His words seemed to temporarily stun the athlete, who turned to scowl at his former friend. Nagisa Shingetsu, the Li'l Ultimate Social Studies, another who had been grossly mistreated and whose abusers had paid the price in blood. "That's exactly what they want. You don't think this place resembles some of Fath... of Mr. Monokuma's stories?"

"Uu... I don't wanna be here..." the softer boy moaned. He started rubbing his sleeves together, desperately hoping that it could take his mind off of it. "I want to leave..."

"We're not going to get to leave," the pink-haired girl stated harshly. She started to twirl her hair between her fingers anxiously, breathing a sigh of anxiety. "We're stuck here. Best we can do is avoid these Demons before they try something. We all know they will."

What do you do?

"GAAAAAH...!" the small green-haired girl screamed. She started to bang on the walls with her fists, hoping the walls would cave or someone would hear the commotion outside and come to let them out. "Open! Open! OPEN! Or else Monaca will kill everyone here!"

The people around, staring at the group of kids were also quite easily identified. Ryoko Otonashi... Ryota Mitarai... Sonosuke Izayoi... Miaya Gekkogahara... Seiko Kimura... Ruruka Ando... Sato... Aiko Umesawa... Natsumi Kuzuryuu... Mirai Maizono... Kaori Akamatsu...

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[sparks-of-despair]

"Demons are those horrible, awful roboticists who create robots only to pick out their flaws and inevitably scrap them. Such a deterministic path set for us... It's rather sad. Oh, and don't worry. I'm capable of killing demons on my own, and even if I fail I have a whole fleet of other robots who were wronged behind me."

Promo!

"Hm...? Ah, look, Ouma-Kun! I got it working!"

As the camera flickers to life, a masculine humanoid can be seen on its screen as another, much smaller boy joins him.

"Ahem. Hello, everyone! I believe introductions are customary for these kinds of things, so I will start! My name is K1-B0, but please, call me Kiibo! And I am called the Ultimate Robot! Ouma-Kun, it is your turn now!"

When the other boy makes no move to say anything, Kiibo nudges him softly with his elbow.

"Hm? Ah, Ouma. Just call me Ouma. I guess..."

This boy doesn't seem very thrilled to be here and he quietly latches onto Kiibo's arm.

"Ouma-Kun, please at least try. I know you aren't fond of the idea of recovery or human interaction, but please make this effort for the both of us. I promise, I will reward you for your efforts accordingly."

The boy sighs, perking up at the mention of a possible reward.

"Fine, fine. I'm Kokichi Ouma, the Ultimate Supreme Leader. I still don't want any of you losers using my first name, though. Don't be weird and stuff, m'kay? Now, give us a promo. Supreme Leader's orders!"

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