ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝑇𝐴𝐿𝐸𝑁𝑇 𝐼𝑆 𝐴 𝐷𝐼𝑆𝐸𝐴𝑆𝐸. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝐼 𝐴𝑀 𝐼𝑇𝑆 𝐶𝑈𝑅𝐸. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ from the mind of euphoria. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤrecommended BGM: ㅤㅤㅤㅤYou Shall Never Have To Forgive Me Again. ㅤ

𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙐𝙇𝙏𝙄𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙀 𝙈𝙐𝙎𝙄𝘾𝙄𝘼𝙉 𝓘𝓫𝓾𝓴𝓲 𝓜𝓲𝓭𝓸𝓪 𝓡𝓮𝓶𝓷𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓻 𝓒𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓼 77-𝓑 𝓸𝓯 𝓗𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓼 𝓟𝓮𝓪𝓴 𝓐𝓬𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓶𝔂 ❤ + 🔄? More info is below!

ㅤ To tell you the truth, Vanea. . . that's the beauty of it all. Leaving things utterly to chance ﹘﹘ that's all I've ever done for as long as I can feasibly remember. Whether they lived or died, whether I was implicated in the crime or not. . . a mere game of chance. A deadly game, yes ﹘﹘ ㅤ

ㅤ Considering the NDA is null and void, I suppose I'll share this tidbit of information with you. . . I was the one who smuggled the explosives into Hope's Peak Academy. Prior to my plan taking shape, my classmates from the 77th were experiencing poor stomach health. ㅤ

ㅤ Either way, Vanea. . . do not misconstrue a mere slip of the tongue for a peer into my psyche. I do not see a purpose beyond elevating the hope of others around me by becoming a martyr. But, most would say I am more of a pariah in the eyes of others. Someone to be hated and distrusted. ㅤ

ㅤ In the grand scheme of things, I am merely a stepping stone. Someone to be trampled upon in the name of a greater purpose; someone who would better serve the world dead, rather than alive. Alas... I am still here. Serving some unknown purpose for a world that could care less. ㅤ

ㅤ Ah, Vanea. . . I most certainly know a thing or two about 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥𝘺. I've known nothing short of it since the very day I was brought into this world. Of course, I can't necessarily speak for my infancy and toddlerhood, but. . . For as long as I can remember, I've been met with + ㅤ

ㅤ and yet, us mortals press on ever forward, destined to see our story through to its bitter end. it's such a wondrous naivete us mortals display. . . wouldn't you agree? ㅤ

ㅤ Let's see just where this vaunted "Hope" you've gained takes you, Izuru Kamukura. . . As they say. . . the deeper and darker the despair. . . the brighter, and more powerful the hope that is born from it. ㅤ

𝘽𝙤𝙮𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙘𝙧𝙮....

ㅤ " Ah. . . you wound me, Kamukura. Truly, you do. " his eyes seem to gloss over with a familiar disdain for the other; his expression contorting into a frown of contempt. But he had a point; as much as that irritated Komaeda, Izuru was one hundred percent right. ㅤ

ㅤ " Believe me. . . had I any other choice, I would have left you to /rot/ on the pavement under the assumption you were dead. But, I've learned that there is someone in particular who cares for your wellbeing, and. . . it'd be cruel of me not to guarantee your safety for their sake ㅤ

ㅤ mere moments after that guttural howl, a door creaked open slowly. from it emerged komaeda, dressed down to his casual attire. " Ah. You're awake, Kamukura. . . That was quite the scare, finding you in the middle of the sidewalk convulsing like that. Are you alright? " ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝗃𝖾𝗃𝗎𝗇𝗎𝗆; 𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗇. [𝖠𝖭𝖠𝖳𝖮𝖬𝖸] 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘶𝘮. [ Recommended BGM : Arsenal Gear ~ Caution ~ (Jejunum) ] ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ⚠️CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ ㅤviewer discretion is heavily advised. bodily acts including but not limited to vomiting and bleeding + ㅤ

euphoria is typing... i have no words.

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆. ＥＮＤ．. . ?

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐄. 𝘝𝘪𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥…𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵.

euphoria. i AM being nice

euphoria. be nice to me :(

euphoria. LMAO

v. solos.

ㅤ for as long as i can remember, i've been blessed with luck; good and bad. such a meaningless talent, bestowed upon a meaningless person like me. . . it makes me wonder, though; just how many others have been blessed with such worthless talent? i'm more than aware that naegi is among them.. ㅤ

euphoria is typing... i think it's time for a nagito solo...

euphoria is typing... i swear i'll get muse for nagito i promise

iv. bandwagons.

ㅤ i have lots of motives. i have the best motives. we will make killing game motives great again. ㅤ

ㅤ she call mi mista boombastic tell mi fantastic touch mi inna mi back she sehs i'm mistah ro-ro... MANTIC CALL MI FANTASTIC TOUCH MI INNA MI BACK SHE SEHS I'M MISTAH RO... ㅤ

ㅤ ( noticing how flustered she had become, he was quick to gently set her down on her feet. his gaze was apologetic, and soon would his words emphasize that. ) my apologies, vanea. . . ㅤ

ㅤㅤ lifting you and carrying you is menial for me, at best. observe. ( he crouches down for a moment, swinging one arm behind her back with the other resting behind her knees to lift her off her feet. it seems like he's using effort at first, but he quickly acclimated to her weight. ) ㅤㅤ

“ Team Danganronpa really knows the kind of things I find funny… “ “ I adore the photos they send in the work group chat. Y’know this stuff is gold. “

ㅤㅤ only when you truly feel comfortable with the idea. i'd hate to make such a proposition in such a haphazard fashion. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ A lot of people tend to underestimate my capabilities in lieu of my physique. It's natural you'd have those doubts. . . ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ( taking a long drag, breathing it in and breathing it right back out about 2 seconds later. . . ) ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ i'll take it. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ . . . i'm listening. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ no. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ not much does. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ in my defense, she asked for me to use my words. so i did. the resulting outcome is up to fate. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ i don't often say such things. ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ 𝑵𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕 . . . ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝒕𝒉𝒆 ( * 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 ) 𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ I suppose you have a point. . . then I won't mince words; I simply wish to share a night of passion with you. Skin against skin. Two souls, uniting as one under velvet-colored sheets, with the scent of conditioner and perfume permeating the room. ㅤㅤ

iii. writer info.

ii. rules.

i. character info.