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                                                                                ‘   consider this a revival.   ’

{ yes, i’m gonna try and bring goro back.     if you’re a dangan ronpa oc please reblog/like this post for me.     i’d really like to get back into his character and… the fandom seems pretty spread out now.     so yeah. let’s interact, ne? }

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Okay, guess who's back, back againShady's back, tell a friendNow everyone report to the dance floorTo the dance floor, to the dance floorNow everyone report to the dance floorAlright stop, pajama timeCome here little kiddies on my lapGuess who's back with a brand new rapAnd I don't mean rap as in a new caseOf child molestation accusatesAh ah ah ah ah, no worriesPapa's got a new bag of toysWhat else could I possibly do to make noise?I've done touched on everything but li

                ‘ is this… some sort of threat? because i feel threatened. ’

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;; heyo, goro mun here. i understand its been a long while but UH ill probably turn him into a multi-fandom oc at this point while his main verse is dangan ronpa.

AND WITH THAT COULD YOU PLEASE LIKE/REBLOG THIS POST FOR ME IF YOURE AN ACTIVE DR OC OR HAVE AN INTEREST IN INTERACTING??! THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!

im super excited to maybr bring goro back i miss him deeply :,3

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               “ ooooh, y’all like that, huh? ”

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               “ ... who am i? ”

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     now, goro was no idiot. though he wasn't necessarily the smartest when it came to schooling, he was street-smart. and he was surprisingly good at reading people. it came in handy quite often and he still thanks whatever the hell gave him the ability to pick up on small things in conversation. he didn't have actual conversations often so it wasn't as if he had practice with it.

     his attention is once again trained onto the boy before him, arms ever so slowly lowering to hang limply at his sides. the nervousness seems to have faded. strangely enough, he feels... almost comfortable talking to this guy.

     the sight of narrowing eyes and the topic of drinking has his own eyes narrowing. he gets it. touchy topic. he could understand not wanting to bring it up, too, as he wouldn't want to get into anything too deep with a stranger, either. but he can definitely tell there's more to be dug up. will he ever be the one to dig these things up and sate his curiosity? he both knows and hopes not. friendships don't really go his way.

               " don't worry. i get it. sometimes people do stupid things when life sucks. i'm no saint. "

     there's a pause to his words, a twitch to his own expression visible for only but a moment. if the other were looking hard enough, he might had been able to catch it.

               " and i'm not your mom or anything so i won't tell you how to live your life. you're old enough to make your own decisions. i'm just saying... take it easy. out to kill yourself or not. "

❚❙❘ !   HOW LITTLE NON-SPIES knew. He didn’t particularly care about things like FATE, but living a normal lifespan was decidedly NOT in the cards for him. Someone who knew too much could become DANGEROUS, anyway—people would want to take him out sooner or later. His life wasn’t much to write home about, anyway. He was a GREAT SPY, sure, but past that, he really was JUST A GUY.

But he wasn’t going to SAY anything about spies, so he just inclined his head towards the stranger, nodding once.

❝Yeah, I sound really MORBID, don’t I? I mean, I’m not the kind of guy who runs around going, nothing in life matters, or anything. Things like that are pretty depressing, so…❞

The thing was, yes, he DID have people who mattered to him…but they were all in the ESPIONAGE COMMUNITY, so they understood. It wasn’t like him dying would be HORRIBLE AND UNEXPECTED, just…horrible.

❝But the drinking…it just HAPPENED, y’know. One day…I dunno, it happened. I’m not specifically out to kill myself with alcohol, or anything like that!❞

His eyes narrowed, faint images of his childhood coming to him. His memory wasn’t great, riddled with haze as it was. But he didn’t want to go on about some TRAGIC BACKSTORY he had, because that’d just be ridiculous.

He just existed in weird circumstances, that was all. It was nobody’s fault, now that he thought of it.

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     what a negative way to look at things... of course, goro had always been a negative person by nature but this was ridiculous. standing there in silence, he seems lost, unable to make eye contact and bandaged fingertips pressing lightly into bare, rough ones. and there he stays, feet slightly turned inwards and fingers pressing into each other every now and again like a naughty child.

     in a way, he supposes he does feel guilty. but more so than that he's just... confused. completely and utterly befuddled as to how he's supposed to respond to this kid. he reminds him too much of himself. it's almost painful for him to think about. a click of his tongue resonates throughout the room and he's shaking his head, arms moving instead to cross over his chest. look cool, act cool...

               " i see your point. i get it, i've gone over it a million times, trust me... but just because yer gonna die doesn't mean you should speed up the process. live your life to the fullest or whatever but... throwing whatever the hell you've worked up to at this point is just really... fucking stupid. drinking is a slow way to die, anyway... why the hell would you wanna suffer... "

     and it's there he cuts himself off because he realizes he's rambling. ah, does he look embarrassed... it's not like him to speak so much, especially in front of a stranger, and so seriously at that. where's that carefree criminal? shouldn't he just let this idiot go and be on with his day?

     stupid, stupid...

❚❙❘ !   ❝Well, YEAH, my breath probably DOES smell…but I dunno, actually! I can’t smell.❞

SHRUGGING, Daisuke crossed the room to go sit on his bed, keeping his eyes trained on the stranger. He hadn’t been attacked, and this person seemed to be SHOCKED by his appearance, so he could REASONABLY assume he was safe. He’d still have to check for bugs later, but it was FINE. There was no need to bust out his pins or firearms, or anything.

❝And yeah, I’m aware drinking’s BAD for me, and it probably goes along the lines that I’ll END UP DYING from complications from it…❞ he continued, a light tone to his voice despite the subject matter. ❝But that’s FINE BY ME! I mean, everyone dies SOMETIME, isn’t that right? That’s NEVER bothered me.❞

In his line of work, with his status as such a high-profile field agent, he would be LUCKY if he lived past forty years old. It was something he had learned to accept—he wasn’t FRIGHTENED by it, no matter what way death came for him. The sky was blue, water was wet, and field agents died much earlier than everyone else. Of course, he couldn’t SAY SO, because to these people, he WASN’T AN AGENT AT ALL.

So he’d just sound like some EDGY NIHILIST instead. That always worked.

❝But hey, it’s not a HUGE deal if you’re weird…EVERYONE in this damn school is!❞

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u don't suck

               “ you’re kidding, right? i suck. suck real bad. ” 

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               “ ... sorry. i’ve gone and disappeared again. ”

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memes

               get the hell away from me.

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;; IM MAKING MYSELF AND MY GORO MUSE UPSET FUCK

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♬ (if u don't mind having goro meet another kiddo of mine ;^) )

♬ : stuck in an elevator together

     well... this was most definitely a drag. being stuck in one of these things to use them was bad enough. legitimately being stuck in one of them, waiting for someone to fix the damn thing and let you out was even worse. far worse than he could have ever imagined. leaning back against the wall, arms crossed irritably, he just decides to wait. there’s nothing else he can do right now, anyway, aside from wait for salvation.

              “ this blows... ”

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“locked in a room” starters

The “locked in a room” trope forces characters to spend time together, often characters who normally wouldn’t. It can help them learn about each other and develop their relationship in a positive way, or it can be disastrous. Feel free to add more! Send one for our muses: 

♬ : stuck in an elevator together ✎ : trapped in a room together during a quarantine ✘ : in a waiting room while they have loved ones in surgery ♢ : alone in a train car when the train gets delayed ♕ : adrift in a life raft ☾ : sitting next to each other on an international flight ✂ : stranded by a roadside together ☀ : sharing a jail cell �� : stuck in a basement after an earthquake ☮ : sharing a run away hot air balloon ❤ : locked in a closet by a friend who just wants them to get along (or possibly hook up) ₪ : touring an historical (possibly haunted) building, and they get locked in overnight ☹ : on a bridge; traffic has stopped completely due to an accident, and nobody’s going anywhere for a few hours. Δ : stuck on a roof together ♒ : trapped by a spell or supernatural object (bonus points if you specify what the spell/curse is) ஐ : pretending to be married because this quaint old couple’s bed and breakfast is the only shelter for miles, they only have one room, and they’re a bit old fashioned. ♘ : sharing a hospital room ✿ : stuck in a spaceship escape pod together ☢  : on a deserted island ❂  : in a bunker after the apocalypse

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i can finally post this…..

originally made for a challenge in revoice, edited it a bit to fit dr verse