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//Hey guys Imma go on hiatus for most of my side blogs, with the exceptions being ND Kiibo and DH. go and ask me anything on those two blogs, and I'll try my best to answer. Hopefully you all understand, I've lost motivation for the other 3 blogs, especially this one most of all and while I feel bad abt it, I'm very overwhelmed by the amt of work I've had to do thanks to like a charchillion (which is infinity plus one if you don't get the reference! Nobody's read that book so I don't think you do xD) DH for asks Taka lately, the whole KG going on which has taken over my entire headspace, and Geometry being an ass. Hope you guys understand, and I swear these won't be dead forever, especially since I've planned so much for the Roomba AU. I'm sorry for the inconvenience, especially to you Pan, (The mod behind my personal favorite ints here, the Gomi ones.) I shall continue Maid/Hall Monitor/Roomba shenanigans soon though. I also have another side blog planned for a fourth muse for a role that I recently got the job of on DH, so when I have the time and the rest of my blogs are revived, I will make that blog for the bug man himself.

Love y'all, Mod Keebs.💜//

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Was... Kirumi going to bed after those past two nights..? She had to, of course, but, even then, she didn't want to that night. She wouldn't admit it to anyone, but she was scared. Everything that happened in those last two seemed realistic. All too realistic. Was this something that happened and that she forgot?

For now, she guessed she had to get some rest. Too bad that the dream would only come a third time.

...

????年12月01日

12:00

The streets of Tokyo, Japan

It had been a while after Tojo was able to escape from the Prime Minister's household. The Team's security was on her tail for a bit, but she was able to either fight them off or get them off of her trail, to the point where nobody knew where exactly she had gone. If Tojo hadn't accidentally gotten that head's up, however, she'd likely be done for.

Now, she was in an alleyway, somewhere that was likely risky since anyone could call a sighted of the participants wanted at any time, but she needed food. In the hurry that Tojo was in, she forgot her rations and almost everything else she had packed initially. Getting out of the mansion seemed more important at the time, as those guards were known to be fast. Now, she regretted this, but some stores had to be safe to Ultimate Fugitives, correct? Somewhere.

As Tojo was attempting to think of somewhere nearby, it was safe to get rations in; an announcement played from a television nearby.

"We have a new Ultimate on our hands for this year's prize! Yet another student turns themselves in; this time it's Yonaga Angie, the Ultimate Artist! She will be joining Gokuhara Gonta, Shinguji Korekiyo, last year's Amami Rantaro, and 12 other students in receiving our yearly prize!"

They had to keep the audience educated, after all. Therefore, the announcement was given to the Capital. Because nearly everyone who hadn't been called upon to receive the prize would want to see the outcome. Rather, the yearly "prize," a killing game simulation named Danganronpa, was also a widely popular show seen by many throughout Japan. Even if some of the former participants spoke up about their horrible experience on Danganronpa, its popularity did not falter. It had gotten to the point that many Ultimates, which now included Tojo, went into hiding and were hunted. Speaking of Tojo, she had now thought of a usually crowded place that was easy to blend in, and somewhere she could get food in. The market. There were generally at least two dozen people in one at once, so it wasn't like everyone's attention would be on her. At least, hopefully, it wouldn't be. So Tojo stealthily made her way there, through different alleys and passageways that Ultimates before her had made to navigate the busy city. As she expected, the market was full. Even more so because it was around lunch hour. Perfect. Now was the time where she could buy the rations she needed. Or again, as luck would have it, so she thought. The Team's security unit was there, grabbing a girl with light blond hair, who was throwing swear words left and right, attempting to fight against the guards as hard as she could, but to no avail. This person was none other than Iruma Miu, the Ultimate Inventor. The first person to be kidnapped that year. 

Or at least, she would be if one of the bystanders near her didn't rush to her side and try to get her to safety, even if it meant that they would be putting themselves in danger. Predictably, this was Tojo, of course. Perhaps running away in time could have been the smarter choice, but others' safety was more valuable to her than her own. (Convenience matters, not so much.)

To her own and the fellow Ultimate's surprise, she somehow pried the teenage girl from the guards' arms, leaving them with confusion, until they realized that it was also kin helping kin, and the expression on their faces said it all.

...

That was where it all ended this time; however, as Kirumi was able to get Miu away from the Team's arms, that was when the dream ended. What would happen next? Kirumi didn't know, and Miu wouldn't be willing to co-operate to earn more information. She would have to clarify this information herself, one way or another. How was the only question.

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//Ah I forgot to announce this!! Crap xD.

Welcome @aster-nightingale as my mod shuichi!!! He'll be helping out as well.

Ch.1 part 3 will be out soon, and so will mod intros (at least, I'll try)

Also we've got.. a lot planned. There might be muses past muse 5. Mira certainly had a lot of ideas for something I barely thought abt in the AU xD. Stay tuned! //

-Mod Keebs.

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*Gently boops Kiibs*

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Yet, he got a bit flustered still, but he still thanks you in morse code. (Which mod is too lazy to copy and paste rn)

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Mod keebs would like to welcome @mira-is-bored as my new mod Miu!!!'

She's gonna help out, and after I finish ch.1 Miu should become a muse soon. Imma hafta make her write what she will/won't do with anons and stuff, but give her a hand :D.

Also, my posts will be posted as #mod keebs! in the tags from now on, to avoid confusion.

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Roomba more like roomboob

!!

".... -....- .... . -.-- -.-.-- / - .... .- - .----. ... / -. --- - / ..-. ..- -. -. -.-- / .- -. --- -. -.-.--"

(H-hey! That's not funny anon!)

Kirumi steps back in after receiving said.. package.

"Kiibo, your automatic page turner has come in the mail. I will place it in the kitchen until you want to use it, okay?"

^^

Oh! the page turner! Perfect for the books that Ichi had given Kiibo...

".- .... / --- -.- .- -.-- .-.-.- / -.-- --- ..- / -.-. .- -. / .--. .-.. .- -.-. . / .. - / - .... . .-. . / ..-. --- .-. / -. --- .-- / .. / ... ..- .--. .--. --- ... . .-.-.- / - .... .- -. -.- / -.-- --- ..- / -.- .. .-. ..- -- .. .-.-.-"

(Ah okay. You can place it there for now I suppose. Thank you Kirumi.

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Man I haven't harassed you guys in a while, and it seems like I haven't gotten replaced yet, but I don't feel like harassing y'all right now, so how are y'all doing? The kittens safe?-aoi (can't think of anything to harass ya with with so I'm being nice for once)

^^

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(I've been doing fine thank you, and so have the cats. Thank you for asking Aoi.)

"And I have been doing.. mostly okay myself, aside from the whole Miu situation at least."

They both say, as Kirumi is about to step out to get a package? hm..?

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*shows a note that says”Can I pet the cats?”* -Faceless Anon

^^

Kiibo knew Kirumi was more of the cat expert, so he tells Kirumi about the ask and asks if the Anon can pet said cats. She says yes, and stops petting the one she's holding right now to let you do so.

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I love your dress kirumi. Is it custom made?

Now back home, Kirumi sighed, in both disappointment that Miu's condition did not improve, but also that the apartment wasn't a mess. Thankfully.

The emoticon on Kiibo's screen was now visible however, thanks to Zuko rolling over in the process.

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".- -. -.-- / .-.. ..- -.-. -.- ..--.."

(Any luck?)

"It seems not. She is continuing to be stubborn. As usual."

Kirumi says sternly to the roomba. Ah.. they were both worried for Miu deeply. But what could they do? Nothing. That's what. If Miu refused to come out of her apartment then.. there was nothing those two could do to change her mind.

Although.. Kirumi could answer your question.

"Ah yes, Anonymous. My dress is custom made actually. A tailor that I used to work for designed it as a thanks, and I accepted the offer with glee. I have worn a copy nearly everyday since."

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Yeah.. RK noticed the other's confusion, an understandable one as well. Even he was confused about his own situation.

But the other questions were.. also.. yikes. they all had actual answers this time, but were actually personal. But this was himself. He'd understand his own concerns. Because yes, he lives with someone, yes, a body was being built (maybe), and yes.. this was annoying as heck. 

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(Yes, I am currently residing with Kirumi. I can't exactly do much on my own, which is annoying in its own right, so she offered assistance. Not that I need it much, but it's not like I have any other choice. Miu's supposed to be working on my body, but she isn't responding to any of our calls either! The only reason we know that she's even alive is because Kirumi gives her food as a way of both thanks and concern. Meanwhile, the only other person we can even think of right now, is not exactly one I necessarily want to contact yet... if he's even real. I just don't want him to be so concerned like I knew he would be.)

'He' was Professor Idabashi, Kiibo's original creator. He had heard.. nothing from him ever since this whole thing even started. Why? There was a chance that Kiibo's AI was made specifically for the killing game but.. also not. Maybe they lied about that, everyone else's backstories were real after all. Kiibo didn't want everything he knew to be fake... but this was all out of character for his father. Most likely it.. it would be,

“A promo?”

There appears to be a rather… interesting individual standing by his lonesome. It looks like he’s merely taking a glance around, a slightly curious expression being plastered upon his face. This place must be unfamiliar to them, huh? It doesn’t take too long for said individual to notice that someone was standing along him… he’s quick to speak up, addressing the situation that surrounds the both of them,

“Oh- my apologies! I didn’t see you standing there.” He sheepishly states, his hand rubbing slightly at his arm. …He stays silent for a few seconds, feeling that the atmosphere has gotten a bit awkward. So, why not introduce himself? Hopefully there will be new people he can befriend. Or perhaps there will be his friends that he can speak to again. Who knows,

“My name is K1-B0, by the way! But please, I would prefer it if you addressed me as ‘Kiibo’. I’m the Ultimate Robot too! …Though, please do not let that make you think lower of me. I may have the appearance of a robot, but I am just like any other human that’s out there in this world! I do hope that we can get along.” He offers a small smile in return.

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That was.. a hard question. There were just.. so many uncertainties! A lot that RK didn't know himself, and that he couldn't tell the other. Did Team Danganronpa invent him? Why? Was the professor even real? Does he have anything to do with all of this?

Although.. he did understand the other's slight confusion at all of this. Being in a roomba was one thing, but the worst part was waking up in one. That was.. certainly an experience. So RK could symphsizr at least..

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(I don't mind, really. I understand how peculiar the situation can be, especially with seeing yourself like this. But I don't necessarily know why exactly I am in this thing myself. After the killing game simulation ended, I woke up without a body, and was taken here for safekeeping. Aside from that I don't exactly know much about what happened.)

“A promo?”

There appears to be a rather… interesting individual standing by his lonesome. It looks like he’s merely taking a glance around, a slightly curious expression being plastered upon his face. This place must be unfamiliar to them, huh? It doesn’t take too long for said individual to notice that someone was standing along him… he’s quick to speak up, addressing the situation that surrounds the both of them,

“Oh- my apologies! I didn’t see you standing there.” He sheepishly states, his hand rubbing slightly at his arm. …He stays silent for a few seconds, feeling that the atmosphere has gotten a bit awkward. So, why not introduce himself? Hopefully there will be new people he can befriend. Or perhaps there will be his friends that he can speak to again. Who knows,

“My name is K1-B0, by the way! But please, I would prefer it if you addressed me as ‘Kiibo’. I’m the Ultimate Robot too! …Though, please do not let that make you think lower of me. I may have the appearance of a robot, but I am just like any other human that’s out there in this world! I do hope that we can get along.” He offers a small smile in return.

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*still on her head* hey kirumi. If the ultimate maid wasn’t a option for you, what other talent would you choose? -Tiny Anon

Being a maid was Kirumi's thing though.. she wouldn't exactly want to do anything else but serve people. Actually.. maybe there was another way.

"Hm, perhaps I would be a teacher. Helping children is certainly a way to help the community. "

Although.. the word Ultimate irked her a bit, especially recently with the whole 'remembering the ultimate hunt thing'. But.. she didn't say anything, and instead waited to get out of the elevator, and start walking back to her apartment to continue a similar cycle throughout the day.

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What do you like most about your classmates kirumi?

401.. 400. It was time for Kirumi to go down the elevator again, so she presses the button to the second floor and does so.

"Hm... quite possibly the boldness that they all have. It is truly magnificent what 15 Ultimate students can do at once."

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(To kirumi) *still on her head* Is Miu always so rude? -Tiny Anon

Still? Ah well, Kirumi might as well just continue walking back to the dorm room. There wasn't anywhere to put the poor Anon, and they did ask a question after all.

"..Yes. Especially lately with the whole situation with Kiibo. I imagine that she must be worried, but there is no excuse for her behavior. Sadly, I cannot force her to speak, so there is not much I can do."

433.. 432..

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^^;

Yes.. a normal way. At least, as normal as an introduction between two robots could be. It wasn't everyday that you saw one, especially one that.. used to be considered an Ultimate Robot.... if that was even true.

But nonetheless, Kiibo's one to help if possible. Obviously he would take the offer. He's lived life as one after all, even if it was probably just in a simulation.

^^

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(Sure, I would love to actually! I'll show you the ins and outs of how to maintain yourself, at least to the best of your ability. Although you still will need help, as you can't exactly perform maintenance on yourself or insert new functions. Unless our models are a bit different of course.)

Promo!

Chiaki had to admit that while it was fun being somewhat alive again and being able to spend all of her time playing video games and watching anime, it did get a bit lonely whenever Hajime wasn't around. Chiaki remembered how a few weeks ago she was brought back to life by Kazuichi, her father, and some pink haired girl she didn't fully remember. Apparently they had been working hard to bring her back in time for Hajime's birthday.

Unfortunately due to the close deadline the three were working with, they didn't have time to place her AI into a body or anything similar. She was inserted into a laptop for now. She didn't mind too much though. She was able to insert herself into her favorite games and sleep whenever she wanted.... But... She couldn't help but wish she had someone to talk to.

She decided to try going through the contacts Hajime had on his laptop and sent a few messages out to see who would respond. She didn't check the names on some of them, just desperate for any kind of social interaction. Once she saw that a video chat request was accepted and connected, she smiled.

"Hey hey... Can you hear me?"

@ask-miu-iruma @askultimateluckytrash @cooking-with-despair @ask-hiyoko @bolts-sparks-and-lights @ask-shslpianist @crxate-the-nxw-wxrld @ask-nondespair-kiibo @toatzadorbz and anyone else who would like to interact!

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!!

A roomba rolls up to the screen, seeming rather.. alarmed and worried. Yes.. this roomba was special as it was..

Another version of Kiibo. Yet.. another Kiibo.

An awkward situation like this was predicted by him and Kirumi, but since Maki gave out his identity, Roomba Kiibo couldn't exactly use the alias anymore.. How would he react to his own form? Did the other even speak morse code? RK certainly didn't before he had to. Well.. he had to hope. But either way, this was NOT going to end up well...

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(Oh, hello there. It's rather nice to meet you.. myself. Yes, I am another version of you, albeit currently stuck in a roomba. Please, do not panic. Panicking will not fix anything.)

“A promo?”

There appears to be a rather… interesting individual standing by his lonesome. It looks like he’s merely taking a glance around, a slightly curious expression being plastered upon his face. This place must be unfamiliar to them, huh? It doesn’t take too long for said individual to notice that someone was standing along him… he’s quick to speak up, addressing the situation that surrounds the both of them,

“Oh- my apologies! I didn’t see you standing there.” He sheepishly states, his hand rubbing slightly at his arm. …He stays silent for a few seconds, feeling that the atmosphere has gotten a bit awkward. So, why not introduce himself? Hopefully there will be new people he can befriend. Or perhaps there will be his friends that he can speak to again. Who knows,

“My name is K1-B0, by the way! But please, I would prefer it if you addressed me as ‘Kiibo’. I’m the Ultimate Robot too! …Though, please do not let that make you think lower of me. I may have the appearance of a robot, but I am just like any other human that’s out there in this world! I do hope that we can get along.” He offers a small smile in return.

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*is on kirumi’s head* What do you like about us Anons? What is your favorite Anon so far? -tiny Anon

As she finishes knocking on Miu's door, Kirumi states:

"Miu, your breakfast is ready."

Although there.. wasn't much a response. Just a:

"Just set it on the front door like you always fucking do! I'll just get it later..."

Kirumi sighed and said,

"Miu, your food will get cold, and do you not remember that we need to have a conversation? I believe now would be a good time."

Yelling from the corner, Miu burst out a,

"Maybe a day where I'm not fucking busy! Just.. leave me alone alright?"

At that point, there was no convincing her. Kirumi just set the food down on the front door and started walking back.

That's when she heard your question tiny anon, after a while..

"I suppose I do not have a favorite. Not many aren't too pesky after all. Yet, I still look forward to answering asks somehow."