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Oh.. did you leave this blog..? I was on a hiatus, and now that I'm trying to find others that're here still.. well, it's making me kinda feel sad and like I left something fun behind..
"ah, unfortunately this blog became a hostile place for me to be, because the attitude people took toward sending asks and interacting was rather toxic. i would often get vile or triggering messages in spite of me attempting to warn people against them, and they would continue in spite of me not responding to them or acknowledging them in any way."
"also, people simply stopped sending asks at all, which makes it difficult to carry on a story when that is your primary means of storytelling. i still have other blogs where i am active, but events are nearly impossible to do and incredibly demotivating."
"however, that's not to say that i would not be overjoyed to have more people back in the community, as the lack of interactions from other characters also makes it difficult to carry on a story, and it is something that i and many others still enjoy. i know that there are still active blogs, the first and most notable of which that comes to mind is @askultimateluckytrash, whose mod i know is having the same sort of issues i am on my other blogs with a lack of interactivity. it would mean a lot if people took an interest in the danganronpa roleplay community again. @hopeforthefuture is sporadically active. i'll admit there are a number of blogs that i am unsure of the status of, but i am in contact with a few mods, and can say at least that much."
"i'll admit that, aside from nagito, there are not a lot of consistently active blogs that i know of, and canon blogs are particularly limited, but as for ocs, i know that @loudgothbf is in an event, @ultimate-waifu-bait is on hiatus until there is more general activity in the community, @ultimate-skier is not technically on hiatus but his story is on hold due to inactivity, @ask-ultimate-perfectionist is inactive for the same reason. @asksleepsavant still exists and is also inactive because of a lack of follower interest in their story."
"i'm sure there are others, but with the stunted storytelling ability that comes along with waning interaction from followers and characters, and the general toxicity of the asks that i did get, i am no longer active. if, in the future, i think that the community would be a safe place for this blog to reenter, i will, but until then i encourage you to take an interest in the ongoing stories of others."
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ooc: why i stopped using this blog
(( i recently saw a close friend of mine (@ultimate-waifu-bait) mention this blog, only to have a few discussions ensue about the effect that its disappearance had on the community. and honestly, as much as i'm flattered that anyone would think i had that much influence, you give me too much credit while also inadvertently blaming me for a lot of the problems i still struggle with on my existing, active blogs. i'll try to keep this short and sweet, so here we go. ))
(( in truth, many of zetsuko's important relationships dissolved. one of them due to a personal conflict that i, to this day, don't completely understand and won't discuss with anyone who wasn't involved. another was haru. i think everyone is aware that the relationship between haru and zet had been building for a while, and while that was not something i initially had planned for the blog, i liked the way it was developing, and i got to know the mod of that blog and we agreed to feel it out and go for it. i built my next major event on those two relationships. both of them disappeared over the next few months, making it pretty much impossible to go forward with the event without the end result being a pretty sure death for zet. i tried to push through it anyway without the assistance of the people who were supposed to be involved, but it fell flat. i disliked it a lot, nobody took any interest in it, it was rushed and unexciting, and it was extremely discouraging. ))
(( at that point, the community had already been struggling. i say this because someone attributed the "death" of the community-- which is alive but trying desperately to get people to participate again may i add-- to my blog going inactive. that timeline is wrong. the community had already started to go inactive, which was part of the reason running this blog was so discouraging. with no relationships and no anons sending asks, it was impossible to be active. i would've had to make update post after update post, every single day, in order to even keep him alive, which at that point didn't seem worth it. ))
(( now moving on to the primary reason. i stopped liking him. when i started his blog, i had an idea of how i wanted his character to progress, and there's been a lot of adjustment over time, but the more certain relationships pulled him one way or another, the more i disliked the direction he was being taken. quite honestly, the moment the first seance occurred, it was the beginning of the end, though i had no idea at the time. his blog was around for so, so long after that, but at that point he was dragged away from the more grounded-if-absurd world of danganronpa toward the supernatural, a world he doesn't fit in or operate out of. he doesn't have powers, unless you count his luck, and that's no match for angels and demons and ghosts and all of the other forces he had to interact with. and i enjoyed the people i interacted with, but i didn't enjoy the story i was creating. by the time i stopped using this blog, he was hardly recognizable to me. i tried, in a last stitch attempt, to reset him and take him back to a more familiar place, but i realized that even then he wasn't familiar anymore-- i'd moved so far past where he started and so far away from what i wanted him to be that being him was almost jarring and uncomfortable. combined with the lack of interest from anons and the lack of impactful relationships to motivate me to care about him, especially the dissolution of two primary relationships, there was no good motive for me to stay here. ))
(( i loved this blog, and i still do, as well as all the memories i have of it. the relationships he had with people like haru, nagito, chieko, kihiro, ed, even mukuro/ash at the time, were a major part of my life, and extremely formative for me. this was my first dip into roleplay, and since then it has become one of my primary hobbies. hence why i'm still in the community, just operating in a place where i feel more comfortable and in control of the story i'm telling. ))
(( if you cared about this blog, you should care about the blogs that are still around, oc and canon and au. you should care about chieko and nagito, aditi, hajime, fay, hibiki, miyako, miu. you should care about the new blogs that are struggling to exist and dying out within days. you should care about not just witnessing the stories that we are telling, but participating in them and progressing them, sending asks, stirring drama between characters. us mods love it when you snitch to other characters, or lie to our characters, or start fights or play devil's advocate. think of the relationship between zet and nagito. it was entirely confrontational, but some of my fondest memories of roleplay are of the infamous love potion m!a, the killing game, and the two of them fighting together to save izuru and hajime from the future foundation. seeing other people mention your blog to others in the community is so encouraging, and seeing other mods care about and nurture the relationships you are interested in is incredible. the relationship between zet and nagito might not have developed if that hadn't been the case. i was terrified of nagito's mod, but they took an interest in zet and anons constantly bugged him about what zet was doing, but in a way that not only progressed the relationship but progressed both of their stories rather than ignoring them. meanwhile it's depressing to see mods have to put out update after update begging for asks and struggling to maintain relationships. the stakes in a relationship are what make it fun for the mods, and if no one cares about the relationship, there aren't any stakes, and they probably are going to either stop nurturing it or lose interest in it altogether. i'm here, saying all of this now, because i'm begging you to care about the people who are here. stop reminiscing about the people you miss and leaving everyone else out in the cold. as much as i appreciate being missed, i'm still in the community and struggling, and i don't want the hard work of the people who came before me and the continuing work of the people who came after me to be completely ignored for the sake of broken nostalgia. i appreciate being loved, but the way to respect me and show that you genuinely cared about the story i was telling is to care about the stories that people are still telling with a lot less support than i got. ))
#ooc#important#announcement#(( i'm not expecting this post to turn everything around but i want you to take this to heart. please. ))#(( every time someone mentions not getting asks or people losing interest everyone tells them what they should do or makes excuses for them#(( mods who put in tons of work are told that they're just not doing enough to maintain relationships or answer asks well. or anons come to#(( it's honestly unfair. and i'm speaking as someone who puts in that work and gets less than a fair return and watches my fellow mods do t#(( these arent just roleplay or story blogs. they're ask blogs. they rely on participation which is why they are structured the way they ar#(( there are days when i get more asks on this blog than i do on the blog i am active on and running stories on. it's heartbreaking. ))#(( but anyway. narrator out. ))
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If you give it another chance maybe we could all work to make sure nobody tortures you or sends awful stuff to you
“ah, you really don’t have to worry about protecting me, though it’s incredibly nice of you to offer. there are a couple more obstacles, but i do mean it when i say i’m genuinely considering it, if only because i’ve had people consistently send messages about wanting me to return, which was admittedly a surprise, but... well, i don’t want to be even more of a worthless disappointment than i have been.”
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that's understandable! i'm sorry about that, and if you're unable to come back i understand, but i do at least want you to know that you created something that i cherish a lot, i followed this blog for quite a while and zetsu became one of my comfort characters, i'll always have this blog and zetsuko in my heart and i really hope that doesn't come off weird!
“huh? you... you thought that of me? i can’t imagine why you’d think that of someone as disgusting and useless as me, but no i don’t think it’s weird of you to take comfort in something that you enjoy, even if i can’t understand why that would be me of all people. it’s... not that i don’t want to come back, i’m just not sure anymore whether there’s a place for me here that won’t feel... ah, i don’t mean to sound dramatic, but i don’t know if there’s a place for me here that feels safe and necessary. not that i think anything i’ve ever done was important, but i don’t want to be a waste of emotional investment for others, and i don’t want to simply be in a position where i’m here to be tortured, especially knowing that people like you do take comfort in me, and those things can be... ah... distressing. those aren’t the only things that worry me a bit about the prospect, but... i am considering at least giving it another chance.”
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man i miss this blog
“ah-- i-i’m flattered to hear that, though i’m really not sure why you’d want me around for anything. i’m... sorry that i’m not around anymore. i miss this blog, too. but some situations surrounding this blog really did stunt the ability for me to continue it, and it’d be really difficult for me to come back without a good understanding of where i’m going to take the story.”
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“ah--” he lets out a small laugh at their teasing, noting the way kibo pouts when haru mocks him. his pout is very familiar, but he quickly tries to pull his mind away from that. “i’m twenty, actually. i got accepted to hope’s peak when I was fifteen and graduated when I was eighteen, like most people. and i was just a lucky student, so it was nothing impressive. i’m sure both of you are more talented than i am, aha, i really didn’t deserve any title.” he smiles at kibo. the similarities were... striking. “and it’s alright, i know some people don’t like reserves, but i think everyone has a purpose that they can pursue to help hope.”
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nagito sat on a bench near the edge of the park, admiring the rows of flowers that he knew were soon going to wilt away for winter. his hands rest on a book in his lap, his pale skin seeming almost too bright in the summer sun. and something was… different about him, wasn’t it? something about his eyes… not just the oddly out of place tears that streaked down his smiling face, but the eyes themselves.
it really was a beautiful day, but he should get going. there was a reason he came to this park, wasn’t there? to meet people. maybe, he thought, he’d get lucky and someone would be willing to come up and talk to him. then again, he realized, he wasn’t the most desirable target for randomly conjured conversation. it seemed wrong to force other people to pay attention to his idle talk, though, and so he hadn’t approached anyone yet.
well, he couldn’t do much good wasting his time on the park bench any longer, so he spots someone and takes a deep breath, quickly wiping his tears and putting on a smile before going to approach them. by the time he reaches them, the tears are already pouring out of his eyes again, clashing with his calm, friendly demeanor.
“ah, hello. i’m sorry to bother you, but i just wanted to introduce myself and maybe meet some new people. though of course you’re welcome to ignore me,” he says sheepishly, punctuating it with a small laugh. “my name is nagito komaeda, ultimate…” only a week ago he’d been an ultimate despair, but he’d promised that would no longer be him. of course he wouldn’t hide it, but it hardly seemed appropriate to introduce himself as someone he no longer was, right? “ah, sorry, former ultimate lucky student. would you mind talking to me for a bit?”
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hi! hows your day been? anything interesting happening? :D
“ah, not really, not much interesting happens to me. i’ve been trying to do some charity work, but it hasn’t really been going well...” admitting it stung more than knowing it was true, but he tried not to think about it. “i don’t really know what good i could be, but there has to be something even i can do to do the right thing, right?”
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“of course,” he says with a small smile, quickly beginning to walk to start following them. “i’d be glad to help however i can. i’m sure there’s still a good chance you’ll find her. people really don’t disappear without a reason, so i’m sure she’s alright.” it was nerve-wracking, more than he remembered, to be talking to strangers again. he’d never much had a problem with it before, and he appreciated the company, but it’d been so long since he actually tried to do it rather than closing himself off as to not bother people that he found himself somewhat lost as to how to do it properly. “you can tell me about the case when we get there.”
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nagito sat on a bench near the edge of the park, admiring the rows of flowers that he knew were soon going to wilt away for winter. his hands rest on a book in his lap, his pale skin seeming almost too bright in the summer sun. and something was… different about him, wasn’t it? something about his eyes… not just the oddly out of place tears that streaked down his smiling face, but the eyes themselves.
it really was a beautiful day, but he should get going. there was a reason he came to this park, wasn’t there? to meet people. maybe, he thought, he’d get lucky and someone would be willing to come up and talk to him. then again, he realized, he wasn’t the most desirable target for randomly conjured conversation. it seemed wrong to force other people to pay attention to his idle talk, though, and so he hadn’t approached anyone yet.
well, he couldn’t do much good wasting his time on the park bench any longer, so he spots someone and takes a deep breath, quickly wiping his tears and putting on a smile before going to approach them. by the time he reaches them, the tears are already pouring out of his eyes again, clashing with his calm, friendly demeanor.
“ah, hello. i’m sorry to bother you, but i just wanted to introduce myself and maybe meet some new people. though of course you’re welcome to ignore me,” he says sheepishly, punctuating it with a small laugh. “my name is nagito komaeda, ultimate…” only a week ago he’d been an ultimate despair, but he’d promised that would no longer be him. of course he wouldn’t hide it, but it hardly seemed appropriate to introduce himself as someone he no longer was, right? “ah, sorry, former ultimate lucky student. would you mind talking to me for a bit?”
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he perks up, having a hard time believing his ears. he couldn’t believe haru had invited him somewhere, hadn’t just expected him to leave when he realized he was useless. “i... ah, i-if you think it’d be helpful, i’ll gladly do whatever you need. and i’ll help however i can, really, as long as you don’t mind being around me.” he couldn’t help but be slightly giddy at the idea of having company. had he really been that lonely recently, that the idea of not being immediately turned away almost gave him goosebumps? how pathetic. then again, it’s what he deserved to expect.
a new promo - a new hope?
nagito sat on a bench near the edge of the park, admiring the rows of flowers that he knew were soon going to wilt away for winter. his hands rest on a book in his lap, his pale skin seeming almost too bright in the summer sun. and something was… different about him, wasn’t it? something about his eyes… not just the oddly out of place tears that streaked down his smiling face, but the eyes themselves.
it really was a beautiful day, but he should get going. there was a reason he came to this park, wasn’t there? to meet people. maybe, he thought, he’d get lucky and someone would be willing to come up and talk to him. then again, he realized, he wasn’t the most desirable target for randomly conjured conversation. it seemed wrong to force other people to pay attention to his idle talk, though, and so he hadn’t approached anyone yet.
well, he couldn’t do much good wasting his time on the park bench any longer, so he spots someone and takes a deep breath, quickly wiping his tears and putting on a smile before going to approach them. by the time he reaches them, the tears are already pouring out of his eyes again, clashing with his calm, friendly demeanor.
“ah, hello. i’m sorry to bother you, but i just wanted to introduce myself and maybe meet some new people. though of course you’re welcome to ignore me,” he says sheepishly, punctuating it with a small laugh. “my name is nagito komaeda, ultimate…” only a week ago he’d been an ultimate despair, but he’d promised that would no longer be him. of course he wouldn’t hide it, but it hardly seemed appropriate to introduce himself as someone he no longer was, right? “ah, sorry, former ultimate lucky student. would you mind talking to me for a bit?”
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"that’s... odd,” he mutters, puzzled. “i graduated from hope’s peak three years ago, i wonder why that would be the case.” it shouldn’t be possible, actually. maybe they’ve never heard of hope’s peak and they’re talking about something else? “ah, s-sorry to distract, you, though, it’s nice to meet you as well. i hope you find your friend.”
a new promo - a new hope?
nagito sat on a bench near the edge of the park, admiring the rows of flowers that he knew were soon going to wilt away for winter. his hands rest on a book in his lap, his pale skin seeming almost too bright in the summer sun. and something was… different about him, wasn’t it? something about his eyes… not just the oddly out of place tears that streaked down his smiling face, but the eyes themselves.
it really was a beautiful day, but he should get going. there was a reason he came to this park, wasn’t there? to meet people. maybe, he thought, he’d get lucky and someone would be willing to come up and talk to him. then again, he realized, he wasn’t the most desirable target for randomly conjured conversation. it seemed wrong to force other people to pay attention to his idle talk, though, and so he hadn’t approached anyone yet.
well, he couldn’t do much good wasting his time on the park bench any longer, so he spots someone and takes a deep breath, quickly wiping his tears and putting on a smile before going to approach them. by the time he reaches them, the tears are already pouring out of his eyes again, clashing with his calm, friendly demeanor.
“ah, hello. i’m sorry to bother you, but i just wanted to introduce myself and maybe meet some new people. though of course you’re welcome to ignore me,” he says sheepishly, punctuating it with a small laugh. “my name is nagito komaeda, ultimate…” only a week ago he’d been an ultimate despair, but he’d promised that would no longer be him. of course he wouldn’t hide it, but it hardly seemed appropriate to introduce himself as someone he no longer was, right? “ah, sorry, former ultimate lucky student. would you mind talking to me for a bit?”
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What are you going to do now that you're not in Despair?
“i’m not sure. i was hoping that i might get lucky while talking to some people in the park and find someone who i could help with something, but i’m really not capable of helping many people, so it didn’t go very well. but i guess i’ll keep looking for something i can do to help hope.”
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So, you're leaving Despair behind for good, huh? Do you really think this is for the best?
“ah... w-well, serving despair is never a good thing, unless it’s for the sake of hope, and while that was... my intent, i’m not very good at bringing hope to others, so i’m really more useful as a stepping stone, like i used to be. i’ve caused a lot of damage-- someone like me shouldn’t even be alive. this is my chance to undo it.”
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he gives a small smile at the name. kibo. hope. “ah, nice to meet you, kibo. it’s really no trouble if you want help with anything, though. i can’t think of anything that would be a better use of my time, really, so don’t worry about it.” his gaze shifts between the two of them, addressing them as a pair before focusing back in on kibo, who’d seemed interested in his title. it made some sense, of course-- after all, hope’s peak was world famous, and it’s probably not common to meet an ultimate student on the corner of the street. how sad for them, though, that i’m the one they had to meet. there are so many better people than me. really, almost anyone would be better than me. “yes, i’m a former ultimate student. they choose one by lottery every year, and i was chosen for my class. i really don’t deserve the title of ultimate, since my ‘talent’ is really just useless, but it was an honor to go there.”
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nagito sat on a bench near the edge of the park, admiring the rows of flowers that he knew were soon going to wilt away for winter. his hands rest on a book in his lap, his pale skin seeming almost too bright in the summer sun. and something was… different about him, wasn’t it? something about his eyes… not just the oddly out of place tears that streaked down his smiling face, but the eyes themselves.
it really was a beautiful day, but he should get going. there was a reason he came to this park, wasn’t there? to meet people. maybe, he thought, he’d get lucky and someone would be willing to come up and talk to him. then again, he realized, he wasn’t the most desirable target for randomly conjured conversation. it seemed wrong to force other people to pay attention to his idle talk, though, and so he hadn’t approached anyone yet.
well, he couldn’t do much good wasting his time on the park bench any longer, so he spots someone and takes a deep breath, quickly wiping his tears and putting on a smile before going to approach them. by the time he reaches them, the tears are already pouring out of his eyes again, clashing with his calm, friendly demeanor.
“ah, hello. i’m sorry to bother you, but i just wanted to introduce myself and maybe meet some new people. though of course you’re welcome to ignore me,” he says sheepishly, punctuating it with a small laugh. “my name is nagito komaeda, ultimate…” only a week ago he’d been an ultimate despair, but he’d promised that would no longer be him. of course he wouldn’t hide it, but it hardly seemed appropriate to introduce himself as someone he no longer was, right? “ah, sorry, former ultimate lucky student. would you mind talking to me for a bit?”
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he’s taken aback slightly by the sudden sternness his tone takes on, but he can’t possibly back down from this, right? he knows for a fact that he is nagito komaeda, not this stranger. and why anyone else would want to be him, anyway? “i’m... not impersonating anyone. i’m just me, and i’m fairly certain i can’t think of any reason why anyone would want to be me, even if they’re just pretending. is there some kind of reason you’re doing this? if you’re hoping to get something from me, i really don’t have anything to offer, so it’s a waste of your time.”
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nagito sat on a bench near the edge of the park, admiring the rows of flowers that he knew were soon going to wilt away for winter. his hands rest on a book in his lap, his pale skin seeming almost too bright in the summer sun. and something was… different about him, wasn’t it? something about his eyes… not just the oddly out of place tears that streaked down his smiling face, but the eyes themselves.
it really was a beautiful day, but he should get going. there was a reason he came to this park, wasn’t there? to meet people. maybe, he thought, he’d get lucky and someone would be willing to come up and talk to him. then again, he realized, he wasn’t the most desirable target for randomly conjured conversation. it seemed wrong to force other people to pay attention to his idle talk, though, and so he hadn’t approached anyone yet.
well, he couldn’t do much good wasting his time on the park bench any longer, so he spots someone and takes a deep breath, quickly wiping his tears and putting on a smile before going to approach them. by the time he reaches them, the tears are already pouring out of his eyes again, clashing with his calm, friendly demeanor.
“ah, hello. i’m sorry to bother you, but i just wanted to introduce myself and maybe meet some new people. though of course you’re welcome to ignore me,” he says sheepishly, punctuating it with a small laugh. “my name is nagito komaeda, ultimate…” only a week ago he’d been an ultimate despair, but he’d promised that would no longer be him. of course he wouldn’t hide it, but it hardly seemed appropriate to introduce himself as someone he no longer was, right? “ah, sorry, former ultimate lucky student. would you mind talking to me for a bit?”
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i hope it's ok to say this but i think ur eyes are pretty!!!
“huh? you think my eyes are pretty? i don’t know why anyone would think any part of me is pretty. are you sure this message wasn’t meant for someone else?”
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*Gently puts Cricket on Nagito's head* How's the view, Cricket?
cricket perches with his claws digging into nagito’s scalp slightly to keep his balance. nagito winces slightly, but lets out a small laugh. “h-hopefully good. cricket likes to climb around in the apartment, so i think he likes heights.”
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:o why dont you like teruteru?
“ah, i-it’s not that i don’t like him, it’s-- well, he’s always been pretty disrespectful of our classmate’s boundaries, and we’ve always disagreed on that, along with a lot of other things. but the reason i’m a little bit wary of him is because he’s still in despair, and i remember how he acted when we were with izuru. it’s not exactly the most conducive background to build pleasant conversations on.”
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