#it's already wayy too long and i didn't even get to the point i actually wanted to make

[vincent-sinclair-deserved-better]

Loose Ends

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Characters: Cylas, Bo, Vincent, Lester, Darrell (by my dearest @bluecoolr)

Words: 2390

Content warnings: none I can think of right now?

divider by silkholland

The sound of dripping water, rain, and muffled crying were the first sounds Cylas heard when she started to regain consciousness. She was lying on a cold, hard surface, and it seemed that her wrists were bound together behind her back, with her legs were tight up as well. Images came back, memories trying to force their way into her mind, of being chained and captive and in pain and cold and the never-ending screaming and crying and begging all around- 

Even though every fibre of her being was screaming at her to hide, curl up, and keep her head down, she forced herself to open her eyes and check out her surroundings – the actual place she was in. Cold, grey concrete floor, dim daylight falling in through a grate in the ceiling, shelves holding various things she couldn’t make out with the bad lighting lining the walls. 

And then there was the chair. 

It was right under the grate and water was dripping onto it – and the person sitting in it. With some effort, she managed to sit up and get a better look. The person, probably hearing the shuffling of the movement, turned their head to the side and Cylas’ eyes met Ashley’s. She had duct tape over her mouth and drying blood under her nose. Additionally, she was bleeding from a wound on her head and a cut ran through one of her eyebrows. Cylas didn’t feel the slightest bit of pity or compassion. Ashley was making muffled sounds, probably trying to say something, but Cylas didn’t pay it much attention. Instead, she looked back over her shoulder to see what her arms had been tied with and frowned when realising it was duct tape. Obviously. 

She also noticed that there was blood sticking to her hands and soaking her sleeves, and it was only now that she remembered what had happened. Tyler and Jackson were definitely dead, Stacy probably as well, which left only her and Ashley. Why, though, was everyone’s guess. She’d assume that some... killer – or killers? - would want to get rid of a possible threat. Then again, they probably didn’t see her as a threat. Reasonable, since Bo alone was a giant in comparison to her, and she knew there was at least one more person. 

Ashley though? Maybe it had had to do with her attitude? She had been quite rude right upon arrival, and if Bo knew the other man and they were friends... he might not have taken too kindly to Ashley’s comments. Plus, the crashing noise that implied they had possibly broken something. 

A door slammed somewhere above them, and she tensed up while Ashley began to whimper again. She could hear the sound of people talking, two? Three? She tried to focus but Ashley was distracting her. 

“For fuck’s sake, will you just shut up? I’m trying to listen.” 

To her surprise, Ashley actually went quiet. Still, the voices were muffled and she could understand fragments at best. 

“Why... her? … never... two.” said one voice. “... you gonna do... them?” 

“... don’t know. … different... was surprised. Even Vincent...” said another, the mechanic, she thought. Well, Bo. Whether or not he actually was a mechanic, she didn’t know. 

Ther was some silence but she hadn’t heard the sound of footsteps – which diidn’t necessarily mean anything, she hadn’t heard whoever had drugged her approach either – but still she waited. 

“... won’t kill her? She... a threat.” said the first voice, and something about the accent sounded familiar. Was it the guy who had brought them here? And who was he talking about, who was a threat? She couldn’t imagine they’d believe her to be dangerous, not to them. 

Another break, before Bo spoke up again. “... should... check on them. … Vincent with... wants her... his decision.” 

After that, she did hear someone walking, they clearly weren’t trying to be quiet. What for, right? Ashley and her weren’t going anywhere, and there was no one else around. The steps were getting louder, and it was only now that she noticed the door at the other side of the room. It must’ve been connected to wherever the men had been talking, and she had a feeling that they were still somewhere by the garage. 

Key were shoved into the lock, turned, and the door opened. Bo stepped inside first, still wearing his cap and mechanic’s suit. Behind him, another equally tall person entered, long black here down and partly covering their face. Something seemed off about it, but with the limited lighting she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. 

Ashley started whimpering again, struggling in her bonds, and Bo smirked. “Don’t worry, darling, I’ll be with you in a minute. Just wanted to talk with your friend first.” 

Her gaze snapped to Cylas once again, tears flowing freely and despair obvious in them. 

Cylas scoffed. “She’s not my friend.” 

Both Bo and the other person’s heads turned towards her, and there was a split-second she thought to see something like surprise on Bo’s face, before he smiled again. Not the helpful, charming smile from earlier, however, this one was much more sinister, predatory. At least his intentions were clear and not hidden behind claims of “science”. 

“Awake already, huh? Don’t like being told what to do it seems.” 

“That it does, yeah.” She replied as casual as she could. “Woke up while doctors in hospital were poking around in my leg, trying to puzzle the bones back together. Not the most pleasant of experiences, 10/10 don’t recommend.” 

The other person remained silent, but even though she couldn’t see their eyes, Cylas was sure they were watching her closely. 

Bo walked closer, shoulders seemingly relaxed, his posture and demeanour appearing to be casual, but she did pick up on the hidden tension, the underlying readiness to react to whatever she could possibly try. “So, no screaming, no crying, no begging. You got a death wish or something?” 

She snorted. “I mean, yeah, that too, but that’s beside the point.” 

He raised a brow at that and just stared at her, waiting for her to continue. 

“I mean, it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that chances I’ll be getting out of here are miniscule. Even after just waking up I was aware that there were at least two people, probably working together, and responsible for me being here – one of which a 6 ft something guy that my short ass could maybe hope to run from, the other one a mystery person who manged to sneak up on me.  

Now, assuming I managed to get away, where’d I go? Look for help here? Y’all didn’t seem too bothered about me beating the shit out of some guy’s face in broad daylight, nor were you hesitant of most likely killing Stacy, and sedating me. 

And hell knows that chances I’d happen to come across another vehicle out on the road – if I made it there – are slim. Don’t suppose you’re just leaving your cars standing around with the key in the ignition either, so. Trying to run just kinda seems like a waste of energy.” 

“Fair enough.” Bo said with a chuckle. “Though I’d say all the blood soaking your clothes could be an issue even if you were to come across other people, don’t you agree?” 

“Good point.” She agreed. “Certainly not a good look.” 

The black-haired person stepped closer as well and tapped Bo on the shoulder, causing him to turn towards them. 

What are you doing? They signed. I thought you just wanted me to take a look. 

“Well, look then. I’m not stopping you.” Bo scoffed. 

Cylas could basically feel the other one rolling their eyes. 

They walked over and knelt down before Cylas, and now she realised that they seemed to be wearing some kind of mask. She tried not to flinch when they reached for her, grabbing her chin with surprising gentleness. 

“Not to be rude or nosy, but, like, what kinda stuff do you guys get up to around here?” She said, trying to ignore the piercing gaze on her. “You know, just so I can try to mentally prepare myself, maybe figure out what to ask or beg for.” 

Bo stepped closer, looking over the other person’s shoulder. “Why, you worried about something?” 

The hand on her chin disappeared momentarily, instead reaching for a notebook and pen they had put down on the floor. Cylas had completely missed it. While she was trying to figure out whether she should admit to knowing sign language, they wrote something down and turned the book to show her. 

“Art?” 

Bo shook his head, supposedly at the other one’s behaviour. “Well, you see, Vincent here is an artist. Makes all the stuff in the museum. Sculptures, painting, all kinds of things. Though I guess the most important one would be the wax figures.” 

“Wax- you make-” Her thoughts seemed to be moving at a million miles an hour and she paused to collect herself. Focus on the important things. “Like, with living people?” 

Vincent went to write something down again, but she stopped him. “I know sign language. I also overheard parts of what you were talking about.” 

At that, he put down the notebook and pen and instead signed Sometimes. 

“What’s the- What's the deciding factor? There is reasoning behind it, right?” She said, voice breaking towards the end. Goddammit, she hated how desperate she sounded. 

“You seem awfully concerned all of the sudden.” Bo said clearly picking up on the change. “One could almost think you’re scared.” 

She glared at him. “In my opinion, too many people are scared of dying, and too few worry about pain.” 

And you do? Vincent signed. Worry about pain? 

“Death is final. Pain, suffering... it can last for days. Weeks. Months.” She said, looking towards Ashley. “I don’t want to hurt anymore.” 

“Anymore?” Bo asked, looking at her intently. 

“Hey, Vincent, right?” She said, looking at the man in front of her. “You wanted to look at me, yeah? Tell you something, you get me out of these... well, the flannel at least, you’ll get to see what Ashley and those other idiots have been deying to see. Just never thought to just fucking ask.” 

He tilted his head to the side, just watching her for a moment. 

“I mean, could start with just undoing my braid and checking the right – or well, left from your point of view – side of my head. Got some nice scars.” 

Despite the fact, that she clearly had bigger issues, Ashley did perk up at this, and looked over. Cylas scoffed. “What’s so interesting, Ash? Expecting a show?” 

Ashley mumbled something behind the tape. 

Vincent looked back over his shoulder, but Bo had already gone to drag a rickety looking chair over, missing arm- and backrest. He grabbed Cylas around the waist and unceremoniously deposited her on it. The chair creaked and wobbled a bit, but luckily didn’t collapse. 

“Hope you’re not too attached to your shirt.” Bo said from behind her, while Vincent reached to detangle her hair. “Gonna cut this off of you. Might nick your skin, the knife is quite sharp.” 

She shrugged. “Accidents happen. And the shirt is ruined anyway, getting out this much blood would be near impossible.” 

The knife Bo was using did, indeed, seem to be very sharp and sliced through the fabric like nothing. He also did cut her, but she hardly even noticed. However, his motions did slow as more and more of her skin was exposed, showing the various scars littering her body. Vincent, too, slowed down for a moment, before finally getting out the last of the larger knots, and brushing her hair back. 

His hand stilled once the full extent of the burn on her head alone was exposed; then he got up and walked around the chair to pull her hair out of the way and into a ponytail. He stood, probably staring, for a moment, before tracing along more defined scars on her back, the cuts and burns, up the side of her throat and shoulder. Then he came to crouch down in front of her again, looking where the shoulder scars continued down to her collar bone. 

He had just turned her head to take a closer look at the burn there, when the sound of someone walking outside and over the grate distracted him. Both him and Bo shot her a warning look, as if to reaffirm that she did not make a sound. 

“Hey, anyone there?” A strikingly familiar voice called. Her breath caught in her throat. 

“...Darrell?” She whispered to herself, but both Vincent and Bo seemed to have heard her. 

You know him? Vincent signed, his movements choppy and fast. It seemed angry, or frustrated. 

“I... yeah? Devil’s Peak is like 10 minutes from where I live.” She replied as quiet as possible. “Does he know about... you?” 

Before Bo even got the chance to say anything, Vincent raised a hand to stop him. The more important question is, does he know about you? 

She shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. I can't even think of a way he could’ve found out.” 

“Well, guess I’ll come back later then.” Darrell’s voice sounded from above, followed by footsteps moving away. 

We need to talk about this. Vincent signed towards Bo. Before making any further decisions. 

Bo frowned. “They’re gonna kill us if we make any decisions about him before talking to them.” 

Just then, Cylas’ phone started ringing, and the footsteps came to a halt. “Cylas?” 

He turned around and came back. “Lester, have you seen a girl with blue hair around here recently? Kinda short?” 

“Uhm, well...” 

Vincent lifted his hands to sign something, but it was too late. 

“Yeah, she’s right here.” Bo called out. “All pretty and unharmed, aren't you?” 

She was beyond confused with the sudden turn of events, but since Vincent didn’t make any move to stop her, she just went along with it. “Yeah, amazing. Nice and wrapped up like a present.” 

Bo rolled his eyes. “Just stay where you are, we’re bringing her upstairs.” 

“Just maybe get out of the rain.” Cylas added, just shrugging at the looks Bo and Vincent gave her. 

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[sabh0]

What's your opinion on the anime? I find it pretty funny, but I can't say that I am not disappointed to see so many scenes missing.

For exemple, I wanted to see Dazai cry laugh at Chuuya's young mistress act, show that it was a joke shared by both of them, rather than one made to us at the expense of Chuuya. They took a genuinely funny moment and made me cringe SO hard for no reason T^T

God i could go on for hours about how Bones ruined this series. I'm obviously thankful we have an anime adaptation but. Well just compare bsd anime to jjk one or smth and yeah.

I will be complaining more under the cut,,

First the overall writing choices:

-Deleting or changing skk scenes to the point im not even shocked when ppl think these two actually somehow hate each other.

-The way they portrayed Sigma. They deleted half of his personality and backstory. And just speedrunned the Sky Casino arc like if seeing that place was giving them nightmares. No wonder he gets mischaracterized now.

-Tachihara's internal conflict about belonging to either Port Mafia or The Hunting Dogs? Bones never heard about it. It's not like IT'S A VERY IMPORTANT PLOT POINT.

-Akutagawa's whole character in the anime is just 'edgy and angry and bad grr'. In the manga he had some 'kind' or even seelf-reflection moments that were ommited in the anime. Like where he realizes defeating Atsushi didn't satisfy him (ship fight, season 1). Or when he gives files about the orphanage Director to Atsushi and says he won't fight him today because he lost someone impirtant to him. Sskk vs Fukuchi fight?? No scene where Sskk r helping each other walk. Instead we get Akutagwa just pushing Atsushi away. Won't even start on that last smile that looked more like another angry expression.

-THE WAY THEY CHANGED "DAZAI'S ENTRANCE EXAM" INTO SOME CURRENT TIMELINE EPISODES. IT MAKES ME SO ANGRY LIKE. THIS NOVEL WAS SO GOOD. Showing both Dazai and Kunikida's characters and partnership so well. But no. Let's just??? Put Atsushi there. Let's delete the fact this thing happened 2 years ago. And let's delete everything that was actually important about it, too.

-also some changes in the Dark Era arc. Like. Lord. Dazai is so much more emotional in the novel. His expressions r described so well. But the anime either shows him from the back at those moments (him finding out Oda was almost killed by a sniper in Ango's room) or just deletes/changes the thing (Oda dying. This scene is so emotional in the novel. From the description u can tell Dazai was crying/on the verge of it as Odasaku died. But in the anime he looks calm and then we get a far aeay frame and he just. Gets up and that's it yeah.) They also deleted the scene of him visiting Oda's grave.

-The way they rushed seasons 4 and 5. Just to give us an episode that goes further than the manga and has the shittiest writing ever when it comes to skk's plan revelation (im so angry about this u guys have no idea. I sincerely believe that if this episode never came out, the manga would go differently bc there's no way that Asagiri who wrote things like Stormbringer suddenly thought that some dollar store vampire make up will fool a guy who's centuries old and literally lived next to vampires. But well!! Seems like these two speeches Dazai gave weren't important at all and now we can just forget about them yippiee)

I could definitely mention WAYY more examples of that but this is already long af. Like guys. I know u cant fit everything in an animated show. It takes time to make it and all but. Bro. The character's in the anime r so shallow compared to their original versions.

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Now onto the artstyle of the anime.

Lord. U know? It was actually pretty in the first 2 seasons. The official arts at the time were also really nice to look at.

No idea what happened later. Why did Bones suddenly decide that those ugly turtle smiles r gonna become the main thing in the character design. Why so many fisheyes. Atp sometimes i look at the official art and i go oh lord even i could fix it. It really feels like they draw some characters ugly on purpose now (Chuuya being the main victim for unknown reasons).

Tho i must say they have their moments even now. Some last episodes of season 5 weren't really bad, especially the Meursault part (love them for animating Dazai and Sigma dancing so well. And for that 101 animation. And maybe for the heartattack they gave me with 109 and Chuuya shooting Dazai so many times.)

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On some other things, i really like the music! Bsd openings and endings never miss,,,

[toastedclownery]

Just curious.

What got you into Monkey Wrench?

For me it was a combination of just stumbling across it on YouTube and learning about it from Gooseworx (since she’s the voice of Us in episode 3) via her tumblr. Also TV tropes.

I was hooked on it instantly.

I vaguely remember stumbling across earlier versions of shrike and Beebs on Zeurel’s Newgrounds page ages ago too. But only just.

Heh. This got a bit long. You've activated my trap card (gush abt mw)

Ronnie showed it to me last year! I think not long after ep2 came out

I already knew about Zeurel from his animations on Tomska's channel like Mr. Cat, Chaos Relay, and that weird... Ambulance informercial video. His style is very recognizable. I never looked into him and his original stuff until now tho! And I'm so mad that I didn't lol

Episode 1 got me interested, and I really liked how it was compositioned and how it just. Lets you go into the world for yourself. Typically indie shows are a bit awkward with their dialogue and their exposition, which I didn't mind until I got into MW and it felt so much more organic. It has juuust the right amount of exposition, and everything else you have to guess from context. Actually having to listen and rewatch the episodes to understand things? No wayy

Another important point: THE CHARACTER DESIGNS. The pilot has such a variety of fun character designs! When I saw Tyneen for the first time I fucking 💥. I must admit though. I knew that when Shrike and Beebs showed up on Kara's screen it was "Oh. These two losers are the protagonists that's fun" but honestly I literally cared more about everyone else BUT THEM 😭 I only started really, truly caring about them in episode 2 when the plot was less busy and they could breathe and interact, just the two of them, and understood WHY they were the protagonists

AND THEN episode 3 is what REALLY hooked me in. Ep2 made me follow Zeurel and the progress of 3, and when that came out I loved it so much. We've passed the introduction stage with the cats and now we know who everyone is, and we can get to the story with more Terran lore and the Cataclysm. And of course. Who can forget. The tragic mushrooms. I caught myself tearing up before thinking "Wait this is Monkey Wrench why am I crying"

There's something really special about this show that made me decide to support its production, even if it's a small amount, now that I can

So yeah, episode 3 is what caused all of *gestures to all my fanart and conspiracy boards* ...this

[vxvidlandmine]

I have been having a weird couple of days.

I passed both of the exams of this semester, which leaves me with a whole month to catch up with stuff I already studied.

In the middle of December I decided to connect more with people I know. I have been going out with a friend of mine in the last few weeks. Every two or three days we went for walks since we live close to some wheat fields. We also went to the supermarket twice and it was the most fun I have had in a while. I knew she was a fun person to be around but after coming home I have found myself wanting to go out more and more every time. Now that the new semester hasn't started yet, I want to spend a lot of time with her, which is problem.

I have a weird love-hate relationship with this girl. We have known each other since we were children, but we got somewhat close at 13-14. I fell for her really hard. She was cute and gave me attention, and I was lonely. Every evening we would hop on Skype and just talk until one of us was too tired to stay awake. In high we were in the same class, and whenever I was too exhausted to listen to the teacher I'd just lie down and I'd gaze at her figure for wayy too long. A couple of times she caught me and the reaction she had made me realize that a) that might have been creepy b) she probably wasn't into me in a romantic way.

But I decided to ignore it, and study the situation just like a regular weirdo would do. I started noticing all these little cues that in retrospect are really easy to catch, but not so much when you desperately want your crush to like you back. I was just a friend to her, a close one, the one you go to when you want to share an embarassing story and laugh about it. If no one was around, we'd talk there was no problem. The moment someone else appeared, she'd just brush me off.

I noticed how she looked at other people, guys she'd have flings with in my class, and how she looked at me. With me, her eyes were serious and seemed darker than they actually were. One time I happened to glance at her right after someone told a joke. It was like her pupils were replaced by stars, and her smile was genuine. I was really sad that day, and slowly I started losing interest. Nothing much changed immediately in how I felt, but she noticed I was nervous around her and started being much less kind. It got to the point where if I looked at her for more than was socially acceptable, she'd get visibly angry and would start shouting "Stop looking at me!" and giggle like an evil witch. In my defense, I was really stupid.

We slowly stopped talking everyday, and we would go out together with our group of friends much and much less over time.

At 16 I was over her, she treated me badly and I didn't even got to confess my feelings for her. After seeing how shallow and insensitive she could get I lost every bit of "love" or infatuation left.

After high school, we went to study in the same city. With no one else from our hometown but us, we reconnected a bit. She changed, I changed, and now we get along better than we used to.

Or so I think. I'm not an idiot, I'd never make the same mistake twice. I don't have a crush on her. Yet despite all of this, I find myself wanting to spend more and more time with her. Last time we met she told me of a serious problem she's been dealing with. When I went home, in-between study sessions (and after I was done) I started coming up with way to help her. What she told me "hits close to home" as I dealt with something similar in the past, maybe that's why I'm so hung on it but again, why am i fixating on in? Why do I want to help her? She's my friend of course, and I like helping people.

Anyway. A few closing remarks.

We could hove gone out today but she said she didn't have enough time to get everything done. Another friend of mine hit me up and asked me something exams-related. Another friend of mine texted me out of the blue, although I planned on texting him after exam session ended. Yet after 5pm a void started materializing inside me and I got nothing else done. This is why I'm writing right now, I need to get this off my chest. Maybe it's because I'm turning 21 soon and whenever my birthday arrives I always realize how much I have missed on and how many more things I'll miss because im a lonely idiot.

I'll probably make another wall of texts with all the thoughts related to my birthday.

Bye bye surrogate of intimacy.

[prompt-master]

The student slams their hands down on her podium.

"I'm telling you, they didn't eat that fucking grilled cheese willingly!" She shouts. "Prom hates mayonnaise!! I know that for a fact!!"

A collective groan sounds through the trial room. This discussion has gone on for far too long. People are starting to get tired. Suspicious even. The student won't let it go, and though there's no way to really prove them wrong, everyone just wants her to shut up about it. You can't just ask a dead body about their condiment preferences. The whole conversation seems completely pointless.

Even Monokuma looks bored. You can't help but relate to him a little, ignoring how much that thought disgusts you. The trial had been really, really uneventful. Accusations without evidence thrown about like confetti, trains of thought that end up shoved off the rails before they can even leave the station, leads that go nowhere, pointless arguments over the most trivial of topics, and throughout the whole nine hours of debate, that robotic bear grew more and more restless, even calling recesses for us to investigate more.

Even the detective is starting to get irritated. They didn't find anything condemning on the body, and even after interrogating the other students, nothing shocking or revealing came up.

You didn't find anything good either. In fact, you haven't spoken for most of the trial. There was just nothing to say that hadn't already been said.

The victim got up sometime before the nighttime announcement, after the group agreed to tuck in early. Monokuma, bored with how little progress we were making, confirmed the fact that the victim had planned to grab a snack before heading back to their room, before the doors to the dining hall were locked.

Obviously, they didn't make it.

One student kept saying the toxic grilled cheese had been force-fed to them. They kept saying the victim would never eat mayonnaise willingly, and since that was the main source of poison (It was also, like, everywhere. If the victim hated it, they wouldn't have put so much on), it made her statement kind of difficult to believe.

There was one thing that kind of supported her theory. The tainted jar in question had no label, nor did it have a prominent scent. It was only identified as mayonnaise by one of the other students who had a very well-developed sense of smell, and was able to get past the sweet maple-syrup scent of the antifreeze. It was possible the victim mistook the mayonnaise for something else, but even then, it would be unlikely. Mayonnaise has a very distinct taste, even with heaps of poison added, so if they really hated it they would have spat it out immediately. Only a tired idiot would keep eating something they despised of their own free will.

Monokuma let out a very dramatic sigh.

"You know, I'm getting reeeal tired of this. If you kiddies don't find anything interesting soon, I might just execute one of you as compensation." He growled in that annoying voice of his. "This trial is taking wayy too long!"

Those words got us on edge. Some of the others started accusing the student while she went on about her theory. One student yelled at Monokuma for being unfair. You and the detective shared a look. This wasn't good.

One student, who'd been quiet the whole time, suddenly cleared their throat.

"I may be going out on a limb here, but...." They waited for the others to calm down before continuing. "Do you think the victim ate the mayonnaise without knowing it was mayonnaise? Antifreeze has a very sweet taste and smell. They could have mistook it for something else."

"And you are..?" You ask.

"Ultimate Auto Racer." They reply. "I work with antifreeze. I don't know about arsenic, but I do know you can easily eat antifreeze without knowing it's toxic."

The detective crosses their arms in thought. Monokuma perks up and leans out of his slumped position, almost as if electrified.

"Even so, why would they put something sweet on a grilled cheese? That's kind of an acquired taste." You say. "If we're going off the assumption they don't like mayonnaise."

Everyone is thinking now. The accusations aren't thrown around anymore. The whole trial room is quiet.

"Maybe...maybe they're right." One student pipes up quietly. "Maybe Prom thought it was something else. Maybe they didn't taste it before they put it on the sandwich."

They looked around the room timidly, shrinking under everyone else's gaze. They obviously didn't like attention.

"I-I mean, what if they thought it was butter? L-Like the jar wasn't that big, and mayo k-kind of looks like butter spread...." The student shoved out quickly. "With no label they wouldn't know, right..?"

"That's.... actually a valid point." The detective says approvingly. The student offers a small smile in response, but doesn't say anything else. Speaking up must not be their strong suit.

"It was late, right?" Another student cuts in. "We were all tired. The last execution left us all drained, since it kind of.....went wrong near the end. The victim could have been super out of it and wanted food to keep the off their mind."

"Like stress eating, but to cope with something? I do that myself, so it's not unbelievable. The victim could be like that, for all we know." Yet another adds.

"What if it wasn't intended for Prom? Like, someone else here probably really likes mayo, maybe they messed with it in hopes of killing them instead!"

"You saying the victim was a tired idiot then?"

"Do you know them enough to say otherwise?"

"Gad, this whole trial is confusing... We don't even know the victim that well, how are supposed to their killer? There's no drama to work with!"

"Maybe they grabbed the mayo thinking it was butter." The detective mused. "And when they tasted it, it probably didn't taste too much like mayo, with all that antifreeze added to it. Maybe they were too tired to remake it. The victim was on a time limit after all."

You furrow your brow in thought. The others a kind of making sense, but it's not much to go off of. You still don't know who poisoned the mayonnaise in the first place.

"Let's say that did happen. We still don't know who poisoned it." A new speaker scoffs, practically reading your thoughts exactly. "All this talk won't get us anywhere if we don't have a real suspect."

The miniscule amount of energy in the room dissolved. They were right, everyone knew it, but it'd been nice to think we were going somewhere.

The quiet student from before clears their throat. Anyone who isn't talking or spouting theories turns to look at them again.

"If, um, it's any consolation, I just remembered something...."

The detective holds up a hand to shut up the person next to them. You do the same. Eventually the trial room calms down enough for the student to talk. Monokuma giggles.

They take a deep breath, like whatever's on their mind is really hard to say. "I....I did see someone mucking around in the storage closet."

A truly riveting murder trial and I hope after playing it people discourse about my character simply because they hated it and people argue over whether or not i was a good person and the answer to that question is a mysterious wink

[haikujitsu]

How would you react to Danny having more siblings than just Jazz?, would it be cool in your opinion (I think it's a pretty neat idea, I actually have two babies, both Red-Heads because Danny still get's to be special), or does it make the family too crowded for you? (I'm curious to know how you'd think Vlad would react - He's not in space because PP didn't happen in my universe, there just wasn't room for it -, if Jack and Maddie just ended up with a surprise third pregnancy or even a forth).

Ehhh I mean my reaction would be about the same as to any significant divergence from canon, which is a big ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

It’s not my cup of tea, but it doesn’t have to be as long as you’re enjoying yourself and having fun re-imagining the characters in this new, bigger family dynamic.

Vlad doesn't seem to care about Jazz so I doubt much would change, except him being further pissed off at evidence that Mads and Jack are still getting busy. If anything Maddie having a pregnancy after 45 (she was in college over 25 years ago remember) is the big sticking point. That significantly increases her risk of a whole slew of complications and potential genetic defects, not to mention fertility drops wayy down at that point. It’d be more sensible to retcon them earlier in Danny’s life.

Whiiich you can care about and incorporate into your AU or not! It’s fiction so if you just wanna add more Fenton babies you can totally do that. Not everything has to be done from a medically plausible standpoint.

Anyway, I’m rambling. The real question, anon, is why are you asking me? It sounds like you already know what you want to do, so go forth and do it! Take charge! Have fun!

[crystu-cii]

Thank you!! I had a lot of schoolwork so that's why I was so busy(cough and I definitely did all of it and didn't leave any of it for today since I stayed up til five am being productive, most definitely. Yep.) 💕💕

Moodd-- XDD

Oh wow-- okay but that reminds me of something- I've heard of adults taking on a "worksona" to get things done so you?? Basically did that?? You took on a persona that caused people to take you more seriously! I don't think it's cringey at all, it's actually super cool!! Especially taking on the attitude/mindset of a character? That's so interesting and neat!!

See that's ALSO cool, and evidence of it having a desired effect :3c

OOOOH-- me too tbh- or like a video game protag? But if I were a video game or anime protag, I'd better have or recieve animal ears XDD MAKE IT FUN AT LEAST XD

OMS XDD That's p h e n o m e n a l -

!!! ;w; aww I see what you mean- damn you're getting rhcb on your dash? Why am I not getting rhcb?? XD NOOO YOUR BLOG ISNT BORING-- I love it with all my heart and I think it's great, and even though breakfast seemed a little long that's cause transitioning is difficult and stuff, so that's okay :3

WAIT THAT'S SO SMART CRYS.... YOURE SO SMART WH??? YOUR INTELLIGENCE CLEARLY SURPASSES MINE-- XDD

Ahhh I wish I had an au ;w; but I d o n t, and I definitely don't have an ellie-centered one ;w; I really want to make an ask blog I'm just like- ah- no thoughts, head empty-

Also dw advice is g r e a t l y appreciated!! ✨💖💕💞❤️

omg same- i have a crap ton of work that i can literally do NOW and get it over with but im like "NAHHHHHHH" xD but i at least did some work of it- even tho im sure its not even good but its my teacher's fault for saying "something is better than nothing" a whole dam lot XDD

and ohHHH that might be what it is- yeah ! thinking back on it i also do find it hella cool- i was able to be the teacher's pet for some of my classes xD- but then if any of my classmates see me during lunch time i would be here loud ASFFF and also saying the weirdest nonsense ever- omg i can ramble about how cool school was WITHOUT the work yknow? like all the events- friends- and ALL that is awesome xDD and also thanks for thinking its neat! i kinda had fun messing around with people- god i feel kinda mean- XDDD

and HELL YEAH GIVE ME ANIMAL EARS GOD-- XDD omg whats funny is that i am in LOVEE with animal headbands- headbands are literally my comfort item at this point- when i go outside without one- i just dont feel the same xD one time at christmas my bro gave me a cat headband that has switch so it lights up- and i was OBSESSSED with it that i wore it literally everyday at school- and OMG YKNOW WHATS FUNNY: thats how people know who i am- because of my headbands- which is actually convenient cause NO ONE KNOWS MY NAME- like they would know me as a smart girl but they would have no clue who tf i am (because i am soooo not social in school xD)

and cause i wear the same headband everyday- people have kinda known me for it- and kinda just started calling me "cat girl" or "cat ears" or SMTH along with cat in it- it was funny XDD but also my brain tells me "people call you this because thats what happens when you dont have many friends-" and im like "yeAh i KNOW-" xD but after like a semester i stopped wearing the cat headband cause got new headbands! they are like pom poms! i had white ones and the other headband is black ones- i switch between them usually to match my outfit or how im feeling today xD

and AS YOU KNOW IT- i got crazy nicknames- and little did i know it WAS WAYY FUNNIER than with the cat headband- omg- i can list you all the things i remember:

"snowballs" "fuzzy ears" "white/black fuzz" "RABBIT TAIL EARS-" (THAT one was what my teacher called me before knowing my name and my friend witnessed it- in fact i got the audio recorded xD) and also names something along the line of "bear ears" or smth- gosh it went wild- i felt popular xD i would also have friends that would softly bap on of my pom poms just for the sake of messing with me- xDDD

but anyways- with rhcb OH BOY OH BOY- YOU SHOULD SEE THE HENRY STICKMIN CHARACTER TAGS ON INSTAGRAM- the cat ears on characters was WIILLLDDD- there were also so many neko reginalds and shit it was crazy but awesome xDDD

and yeah the breakfast arc i felt like it was the oppurtunity for the triple threat themselves to answer lotta questions- kinda a filler arc- but thank GOD the questions i got now were just boring- or it would be better for the toppats to answer- youd never know! and yknow what- ill just say it now- yknow how henry doesnt know all that much of stickcats? yeah- but guess what- reginald knows a whole lot more ( or well- supposed to) so i wished the people viewed it as reginald the master of knowing stickcats- i even thought of a spinoff comic series where when someone asks a good question about stickcats- it would trigger a class lesson as a jokey concept XDD with sensei reggie! BAHHAA sadly i think i, as the mod, already answered a lot of those questions- so sadly it might not become a thing xD

and YESSS I FELT BIG BRAIN FOR IT- and i think sending myself questions was what made the blog spread easily- cause when you make a blog- its going to be hard for someone to ask you questions first- especially since your post will takes days til it finally shows up on the tags- so may as well make your own questions! at first- i created the blog on my phone- and sadly on my phone it wouldnt let me ask my own blog( but i didnt know you CAN send yourself asks just by going on a computer or laptop- xD) so i yelled at two of my friends like "HRYHEYEHYEHEY THIS IS SOO OUT OF CONTEXT BUT CAN YOU GO ON TUMBLR FOR ME-" XDD and those two friends were the first asks of the whole blog! when henry woke up! (this is all- what i call- a pro gamer move-- /hj XDD)

and awhhh- i feel that- i literally also have the power to make an very suspenseful story with an interesting au- but what i decide to do? "HEY- WHAT IF WE ADD CAT EARS AND TAILS ON STICKFIGURES- " and what i tell myself? "OH- GENIUS- gonna start a whole ass blog-" XDDD but ALL of my AUs are just comfort AUs- i wrote stories of three of them(if you count the stickcat au) while the rest i just daydream- xD i could list them in the next post if you are somehow interested XDD

and thank gosh! i hope what i say would be considered advice- even though im just stating what i do and all xD but thank you!!! 💞💞❤️😭❤️❤️😭💞