'I offered when you started complaining, idiot.' [Looking tired and agitated, the ultimate survivalist lets out an airy, wheezy sigh.]

'I offered to bring you food, but you denied it. Feels like you just like starving.' [Rolling her eye right back at him.]

[The tall foreign exchange student hums in thought, off key. She's a little hard of hearing. She tries to put the words together in her head, from English to Japanese.] 'I think a reason you should exist is that you have far more potential. Sure, you're the ultimate talent, you're ++

'What would appease your boredom, if I'm allowed to ask? I mean, there's gotta be something you enjoy doing. . .'

'Do you need medical attention? I could probably find Mikan.'

(( bsky.app/profile/surp... wake up soul eater nation lol

((quietly unsheaths my black ★ star account.))

𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙏𝙒𝙊 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍 𝘿𝙀𝙈𝙊𝙉 𝙒𝙀𝘼𝙋𝙊𝙉 𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓵 𝓔𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓼 𝓜𝓪𝓴𝓪 𝓐𝓵𝓫𝓪𝓷'𝓼 𝓢𝓬𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓮𝓿𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓯 𝓢𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓼 ❤ + 🔄? More info is below!

[Signing.] 'Fair enough, I am kinda scary looking, no?'

[Signing.] 'Fair enough, man. I don't really take shit like this seriously, so you've luckily not made an enemy today.' [Gretchen...]

((reposting some gretchs <3 ))

'Then make some appliances down there, idiot. Jeez... I swear, sometimes I feel like I'm the only one of us who has a brain.' [Other than Kamakura and Lady Enoshima, of course. She tunes her hearing aid a little bit.]

(( open.spotify.com/track/5xVTPE... thinking about gretchen </3 ))

Immortal she - Return to me.

'Yeah, they don't care. Be your true self, just keep being a despair-spreading maniac.' [She leans against a nearby wall all cool, tongue licking over teeth.] 'As for food, I could bring food to you if you want. Though, I 'unno why you're afraid of 4 foot nothing goblin-ass Hanamura.'

'Everyone's hugging? Gross.'

(( gretchen you can't say that outloud ????

'Yeah. I'm pretty sure everyone knows you two are nasty like that. Not that anyone cares, but we're all betting on when you'll fuck each other.' [Blunt expression, blunt words.]

'You two could wake the dead with your situationship.' [She signs, a halfhearted shrug on her shoulders.] 'He apparently only drinks human blood. And if you want him to stick around, you should probably change up the diet, make your blood taste better.'

'Bet'cha that your little boyfriend wouldn't like you eating anything once living.' [Her comments are usually short and shocking, and this was no exception. How did she--]

ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤif you're unsure, then live and live on. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsearch persistently and keep looking for it . . . ㅤ

[Turning it back on, she looks at him, processing.] '...Why would I eat rats when we're literally classmates with one of the best chefs of all time?'

[A deep sigh, eyepatch on as she polishes one of her glass eyes with a rag gently in her hand.]

(( Jigsaw Apprentice Origin Story number 3,928. /silly ))

((gretchen take notes /silly ))

[Satisfied with her boob size. Well, more like she wishes they were smaller so they didn't get in the way.]

. . . [She stops, of course, to see if he's done screaming. Now, he's saying something. . . Squints, reading lips. Something about... rats? Ugh, his stupid teeth and the way his mouth move are so weird!] . . . ?

[Sees someone running at her through the darkness. Gets into a defensive fighting stance, survival knives in hand. Uh oh.]

[She says the address out loud, scratching her cheek.] I just haven't seen anything that seems even slightly close to a shrine, or maybe I've walked past it four hundred times. To think I can track my way out of miles upon miles of wooded land in the middle of buttfuck nowhere, but not in a ++

Sounds like we've got a bully on our hands. . .

𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙐𝙇𝙏𝙄𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙀 𝙎𝙒𝙄𝙈𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙋𝙍𝙊 𝓐𝓸𝓲 𝓐𝓼𝓪𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓓𝓸𝓷𝓾𝓽 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓒𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓼 78 𝓸𝓯 𝓗𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓼 𝓟𝓮𝓪𝓴 𝓐𝓬𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓶𝔂 ❤ + 🔄? More info is below!

[It's strange to hear that he has no idea what HPA is. But, it makes sense. This town is so... tiny and isolated, so info not getting here is logical.] I see... I also know another Hanamura. . . [That pervy chef. Eugh.] My twin brother moved her not too long ago, I've come to visit him ++

Yeah... I'm from Hope's Peak Academy. [Hope's Peak Academy... that place in the big city...? Oh yeah, that really big prestigious school that guarantees a good future for it's ultimate students.] Gretchen Gallegos, Ultimate Survivalist, so you're right on the money.

(( persona4 handshake danganronpa bear mascot ))

. . . It's fine. [Trying to gently put him down so she can grab his hand to help him up, you notice the stranger is decked out in survival gear. . . Not at the level you'd see in a cartoon, but she looked mighty prepared.] Your bike's probably fine.

(( i should remake my yu narukami... souyo my beloved...))

[Sets the trashcan up right, and then pulls him back up from the depths of the can by the legs. Woah, she's-- strong and really tall...]

— / / ❝ 𝙶𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠?

“I am K1-B0, the Ultimate Robot! But please, address me as Keebo!”

[A dead-eyed stare.] Well, that's certainly a shame. [She says, offering a halfhearted response to add to her halfhearted gesture. She really doesn't care that much about the trials and tribulations of a failed experiment like this, but, she supposes she *did* ask.]

[The exchange student's eyes remain glassy, like a taxidermized animal. An eyebrow arch is all the mimic receives for their explanation.] You remind me of someone, if that's the case. [Kamakura could do all of that and more, right? She's never met him, but of course she knows him, being in the ++

(( fuck it we ball ! ))

[She can barely hear shit in the first place, but the mechanic's scream is an alarm clock, boy's got a set of lungs on him.] ... [Blinking tiredly, the newest remnant of despair steps light as she walks past him, attempting to go find something to eat, hearing aid turned off.]

[ A tired look scrawls across her face, as the foreign exchange student ghosts her way through the halls... Geh, she felt like a zombie today. ]

[Just saw Gundham open his coat and several snakes slithered out. A blink, before she goes back to whittling. . .]

Bred, born, and raised to kick your ass.