the good detective is here… taking advice of her colleagues and taking a break, or at least trying to. taking a deep breath as she rolls a blunt. this is going to be a hard week.

the detective would silently stare as the tactician spoke, listening intently to every word. her poker face never breaking, not even at the boastful mention of the tactician’s looks. fingers tapping the paper before she gives a single nod. “we know nothing about you. sure, you joined with me-

“it’d be helpful if you didn’t come to conclusions so quickly, genka. you may slip up with your temper.” she reaches down beside her, sliding open her filing cabinet. fingers trace through several files, once.. or twice. finally, finding the one she needed. pinching the dossier, -

future foundation — 20XX. thursday, september. the rain falls hard onto the cracked streets leading to the doors of the future foundation, and the good detective sits inside the walls of such a facility. the hope that comes with this building, everything it stands for. is something that the-

this noodle cup is the bane of existence.

the beach?

my little makotoling..

grapefruits are for EATING.

the omega detective.

i'm glad the kyokolings are being fed.

mitosis is an ability i have learned in times of great stress.

placing two tablets of ibuprofen onto her tongue, swallowing them down with sweet caramel coffee. seems the office will be quite busy considering the events that have unfolded. at least the victim ended up alive, rather than dead. questioning becomes much easier.

nanami was attacked? ( immediately on her way to assess the crime scene- )

the good detective is here for now..

how flattering

they attacked but i managed to fight them off. what the HELL is going on

okay, where are you guys?

. . . “fine. tell everyone to take cover. a few bullets to the screws might help.”

“… i’m not getting involved in that mess. if you’re still there twelve hours later, call me and i will help.”

her long awaited break time has arrived. she opens the fridge… her food is gone. who did it.

how did we get stuck in a play place..

slowly sipping on her cup of coffee. slightly annoyed at all the noise..

( on two doses of ibuprofen, a pack of honey graham crackers and a cigarette. ) hello.

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ You could all 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓 tomorrow, and 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 would change. ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ Your existence is of no consequence. ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ

“𝘋𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵! 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦! 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘰!” #DanganronpaRP #DRRP #MVRP

“𝑨𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒐, 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓. 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖.” #DRRP #DanganronpaRP #OCRP #MVRP

"𝒮𝓊𝓇𝓋𝒾𝓋𝒶𝓁 𝒾𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒷𝒶𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓈𝓉. 𝐼𝓉 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝒹𝒶𝓅𝓉." #DRRP #DanganronpaRP #MVRP

“𝘔𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘳𝘰 𝘐𝘬𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘢, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 16𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳.” #DRRP #DanganronpaRP #MVRP

To plant a garden is to dream of tomorrow. . . 💐Literate Dangan Ronpa OC. 💐MV / Multiships with Chemistry. 💐N/SFW but non-l*wd. 💐Penned by Shiloh/G. #DANGANRONPARP // #OCRP // #MVRP

the detective is awake. at what cost.

hello, again.

[* instead of her usual former wear, she’s donning a plain white t-shirt and cargo pants. seems she’s cleaning her firearms today. ]

good morning.

she managed to get up today. her back is sore and she has a mild headache. she’s brewing a coffee, trying to hide her physical symptoms.

ate too fast and is paying the price..

sorry for my absence… i’ve had things to attend to.

hm. i guess i'll try to be here for a change.