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@adventurerperk ❝ hey bb what is “cans” spelled backwards ? ❞ 

“Snac.  That’s what you are, bb.”

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I don’t draw enough of this boy

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ooc.

hello it’s capi! i’m reviving this blog and will start being active again. if you’d like to interact with a private / selective iruma miu from ndrv3, please like and/or reblog!

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“Tell me a secret.”

Rantarou sighed.  Of course, Kokichi, one the most intuitive members of their group, wouldn’t take him at surface value.  How dangerous.  “A secret?  Haha.  Bold of you to assume I have one.”

Everyone has secrets.  Even non-suspicious guys such as himself carried a few.  Admittedly, he was not well equipped to fly under the radar effectively in scenarios where he knew facts other people did not.  Simple words such as exhausting or painful were not able to properly express the level of difficulty he experienced beneath the weight of his mysteries.  Willful searchers like Amami were always destined to confront the classical dilemma of whether or not to express what they’ve been seeking.  Inevitably, the playful supreme leader standing at his side would get the chance to know his story…  Not yet, however.  In a killing game, there was too much at stake.

“Can’t say you’re too far off.  I don’t blame you for being curious,“ Amami chuckled, half of his gentle smile hidden behind his left hand.  "Guess I’m not as subtle as I like to think I am.  Look, I’ll show you instead…”

Speaking of personal lives, a troubling subject such as that would have to wait for another time.  A different place.  When and where they can reach out to each other safely, certainly.  Thus choosing to play it safe for the time being, Rantarou drew back his right sleeve; revealing a Polaris tattoo stretching across the upper portion of his arm.  

"Do you like stars, Ouma-kun?  The North Star is my favorite.”

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“I wish it could always be like this.”

“You’re always there for me.”

“The stars are the only thing that makes sense.”

“There’s more out there, you just have to be patient.”

“It doesn’t all have to be existential dread.” 

“You’re so much different when we’re alone.”

“I like it when the worlds quiet.” 

“There’s a place for us somewhere.”

“They’ll name constellations after you one day.”

“Your hearts beating so fast.”

“They don’t know what they want.”

“You don’t know what you want.”

“That’s what they’re supposed to say.”

“We really don’t know what we’re doing.”

“I miss the old you.”

“Nostalgias a trap.”

“Aliens are out there.”

“Did you hear that?”

“I really want pizza right now, think it’s open?” 

“What time is it?”

“But why would they abduct cows?”

“We’ll all be dead soon enough anyways.” 

“I wish we didn’t have to sleep.”

“What do you believe in?”

“What happens after we die?”

“Seems like a silly thing to say, don’t you think?” 

“And what’s your excuse?”

“You’ll get it together soon.”

“Sometimes I feel like I’ll never have it together.”

“It’d be better if people weren’t so afraid of their feelings.”

“You keep quiet and we both lose.”

“I wish I could save this forever.”

“When did you realize you were in love with me?”

“The rooms spinning.”

“I loved you long before you knew.”

“I’m not afraid of death, I think it’ll be peaceful.”

“The Universe is too big for that.”

“Do you think we’ve met in other lives?” 

“I’d come back to haunt you.” 

“Would you come back to haunt me?”

“What’s alternate universe you doing right now?”

“Tell me a secret.”

“Why haven’t you told anyone?” 

“I wish we knew each other sooner.”

“You’re a game changer.” 

“I’m a game changer.”

“Don’t ignore fate.” 

“Ignorance isn’t bliss.”

“What, is that a conspiracy theory?”

“It’s probably the Illuminati anyways.” 

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Hello.  This blog is officially back to being semi-active.  I edited my rules page quite a bit so please feel free to take a look at it when you have the time.  I am now open to interacting with minors and Shuichi Saihara(s)!  Everything else still applies.  Thank you!

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Anyway!  While I’m here, I might as well make an important announcement!  I’m going to be moving to a danganronpa OC rp blog.  I will reblog her promo here when she is finished.  Amami is still on hiatus.

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shootingsilence‌:

( Laughs. This is so dumb when we can just DM but I love seeing your icons. ) 

It’s because of Amami’s handsome face.

This is the hottest icon I have of him:

Please like this post if you agree.

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@shootingsilence

I was 100% memeing.  You’re valid Inu

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Hnnngh I love y

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HOUSE OF HORRORS 

oc killing game on discord .  apply today ! 

After receiving a strange invitation to a dinner party, your student is dining in a strange mansion with 17 others. Your student was promised a get away and reward for their talent. All of the students gather in the dining room and are served! The main course is served on a silver platter and when your student removes the lid-

Welcome to the house of horrors! Thrills, chills, and kills await your student as they fight to stay alive.

House of Horrors is an OC discord roleplay open to an audience. You can apply to be a student, or simply join to watch! Come join the server today and be pampered by yours truly, ORBKUMA.

rules || about || audience  || students 

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@outcastedleader in response to this.

Rantaro had missed him terribly.  Kokichi's cute expression of wide-eyed surprise, along with the faint blush slowly rising on his cheeks upon taking notice of Rantaro, caused the adventurer's smile to widen ever-so-slightly.  Video chats and calls on the phone were never going to serve as a proper replacement for being at Kokichi's side.  If he was not desperately trying to find his long-lost siblings, Rantaro would never leave him and the others behind.  

He felt a pang of guilt in his chest every time he had to say goodbye.

There were moments where Rantaro wished he could take him on one of his journies.  On one of the safer ventures, of course.  Although the leader could handle himself just fine, no matter what he seemed to faced, Rantaro was sure his heart would not be able to recover if something unfortunate did happen to Kokichi in the midst of the adventure.  Putting him in harm's way was the last thing he wanted.

"Guess I should know better by now, huh?  Keeping you waiting is a big mistake on my part," he chuckled.  "I've been looking forward to seeing you again ever since I left, Ouma-kun."

As soon as Kokichi began rushing towards Rantaro to cling onto his person, the adventurer stretched out his arms wide open for the embrace.  He hugged Kokich close to his chest as he released a contented sigh, calmly enjoying their closeness: something Rantaro had not experienced with him in such a long time.

Brushing a few stray bangs away from his companion's face, Rantaro lowered his gaze from the top of his head to Kokichi's eyes.  "Is there anything you wanted to do for your birthday?"  He asked.

"We could get food somewhere if you're hungry.  My treat."

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Hi, my name is Ryan and I’m reviving this blog from the dead!

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esamlna:

   … Shuichi had a dillemma. Well, so did most of his classmates… or… castmates, maybe? He had always struggled with his identity, his sense of self… And finding out who he was as just a character only made that worse, but… relieving, in some way. That he was just some average, series-obsessed kid before all this… It made him feel… slightly better. More normal. If things could be more normal, of course, but he was anything but abnormal.

   Despite that, he wanted to feel… more secure… in whatever had just happened. He was fine the way he was now – whenever the paparazzi died down and he could go to the convenience store, whenever Kaede played happy songs with her graceful fingers… It was things like that that made him feel better. Better, but not great.

   He still itched to know what he was like before all this – if somebody, anybody had insight. If, maybe, some family that he had out there – friends, maybe – could tell him… That would be a relief. All he had was the production member’s bleak input. He didn’t talk much. He made strange faces. Danganronpa made him smile weirdly. There just had to be more…

   Thus, he opened his fan letters. His throat closed up at the praise f how well his character developed, how encouraging and powerful he was at the finale –

   He just didn’t care.

   A sense of bitter resentment rose up like bile in his chest before a familiar, smooth voice broke that tension. His warm grey eyes glanced up at the taller boy, but he had already made his way to sit up against the wall with him. Once they made eye contact, Shuichi broke it. He wondered if he was like that since before all this….

“Ah, well… It’s nothing, really. It’s the least I could have done…” He trailed off, carding through sticker-covered envelopes. Predictable response from a predictable character, scripted – wait, no, none of that. This whole thing was getting to his head again. He shook it off as quickly as it came, flashing a soft smile at Rantaro.

“… Of course, it’s really good to see all of you again. Especially after… what happened. It’s a relief, really…”

   That was genuine. It still choked up Shuichi to remember the adventurer laying in a pool of his own blood, body lifeless, unbreathing… He almost didn’t want to look at him now with that image in mind. He was worried he would see that bloodied face again, even… if it wasn’t there. He prayed it wouldn’t, at least.

Truthfully, Shuichi's shy ways of kindness and modesty were surprisingly reassuring character traits.  There was nothing high-and-mighty in his feelings regarding his success.  For Rantaro, who felt as though he had only made things worse for everyone, the warm welcome from the detective was a godsend for his heart.  Many days and nights he wondered if he was partial to blame for making the wrong decisions in his first season.  Part of him had wondered if Shuichi would hold his mistakes against him.  He was responsible for cleaning up his mess, after all.

Nevertheless, Shuichi was happy to see him alive and well.  It brought along a more honest smile to Rantaro's face.  Less forced.

The horrible possibilities plaguing his mind of what could have been still trickled in, however.  One could never stop the realist from over-analyzing pains and issues in a tone of voice that seemed too casual and objective for what they just went through.  "I can't help but wonder what would have happened if you didn't figure things out," Rantaro admitted, as he observed Shuichi idly rummage through the fan-letters that managed to perplex the both of them.  His voice was low and quiet, despite the two castmates being the only people in the room.

"The show was going to continue for another season.  I guess all of our characters would have been repurposed, huh?"

It happened to him once.  Based on information embedded within the media articles he briefly read regarding his personality differences between seasons, Rantaro knew his memories were altered and changed beyond any chance of getting all of them back.  His characterization changed to make things all the more interesting from one season to the next.

The thought made his green eyes narrow, ever-so-slightly.  "...I'm a little worried.  One day, I don't want to wake up to find Danganronpa back on the air again."

"Ensuring none of this happens to somebody else is an even greater challenge.  But we can find a way, right Saihara-kun?"

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  —  indie. advanced literate. selective. private.

OUMA KOKICHI          &&          Danganronpa.

If I can’t win this game, then I’ll make it boring for everyone! That’s my revenge!