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Enter: Super High School Level Somnologist!

"It’s getting real lonely around here, so it looks like it’s about time you all fessed up. You’re tryin’ to avoid me, aren’t you? You know how I deal with people who try to sneak their way around me?"

They raise a fist in your direction, a threatening look exploding onto their features. They seem dead set on punching you right in the face when a laugh bursts from their throat and they have to turn away. Snorting hard, they try to recover with a straight face but seem lost in amusement. 

"Ahahaha! Y-you looked so shocked!" They snorted hard, unable to control their silly giggling. "I’m in a lab coat! Did you really think I was gonna hit you?” They wiped some tears and straightened up. “Oh, right! Reblog or like this post if you’re a Dangan Ronpa OC role-play blog and especially if you’re a Doubt Academy 4 hopeful! Thanks a lot!”

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carcer m (genitive carceris); third declension, ...prison, jail

You have been invited to attend Hope’s Peak Academy, the most prestigious academy in the world. Anyone who graduates from this school is guaranteed to be successful in life, and only the most talented students will be permitted entry. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, a one-way ticket to everlasting luxury and comfort…

You wake up in darkness. It’s cold and you can feel a breeze chilling you. Your surroundings smell musty and dank, and less like the city you had traveled to earlier. When you open your eyes, you see a world so familiar, and yet… so changed.

CARCEREM is a closed, submission-based Dangan Ronpa OC roleplay group. It is played in an open urban setting split into two sub-groups, Dusk and Dawn.

ABOUT ♔ RULES ♔ HOW TO PLAY ♔ APPLICATION

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PERMANENT HIATUS!

with leo considering his own hiatus and after acknowledging the effect this community has on my health right now, i’m gonna have to say that i’m about 99% sure that it’s about time to take my leave in the community. i have a few things to say under the cut first!

note: mention of romantic relationship and depression/negativity below the cut.

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The pie turns into a prince. "Thank you, kind sir. I am indebted to you." He says. The once-pie prince now kneels before Heather, ready to obey his command.

Heather screams and proceeds to flip the fuck out, leaping back and stumbling hard. Tripping backwards, he slams his head into the ground and passes out cold.

At least he shut his pie-hole and stopped screaming.

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WHY AM I GETTING ASKS

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Suddenly, as if god himself had wished it, a pie descended down upon a near by table. Descended from where was a question that did not matter. This was a magical pie. Magic Pies can descend from anywhere.

"Sweet!"

Heather goes to get a fork but turns to the pie with a questioning glance. Kiss the pie. Kiss it or you're a nerd. Leaning in, Heather shares a tender first kiss with a warm cherry pie. 

Pies really aren't that good at kissing back.

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"Yeah, cherry pie. I don't really feel like going anywhere for it." Because I'm a lazy piece of shit. "I'll just wait here for it. Or for another pie. I'm just thinking of pie, honestly."

"No, it’s pretty easy! And I love baking anyways! C’mon~ You said you like cherry, right?"

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superduperbaker replied to your post:call my baby lollipop. I'll tell you why. her kiss is sweeter than a cherry pie.

kiss the pie. fucking do it. dont be lame

give me a fucking pie to kiss and maybe ill fucking DO IT

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call my baby lollipop. I'll tell you why. her kiss is sweeter than a cherry pie.

"I want to kiss someone who tastes like cherry pie."

"Wait, can I kiss a cherry pie?"

Heather thinks on it.

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me: walks in haha ive been inactive

me: gets promoted

me: loses enough followers to be at 199 again

me: ok

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*throws a cherrie pie into Heather's face*

The pie makes impact. Heather can't recoil in time. The pie is in. Heather crumbles to the ground in a heap. 

The SHSL Snowboarder has been executed. Or is so completely done with every person at this ridiculous school to be bothered to wipe the pie off his face and stand up. He lays there, refusing to move. 

Goodnight Heather Lawrence. 

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FITE ME IRL HAN UR FAB

FLEXE... FIGHT ME IRL RAPH FIGHT ME 

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shslnoa replied to your post:s CREAMS

iM SORRY FREND…

aggressively gives you a pat on the head

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D I D I FU CKING STUTTER

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s CREAMS

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DON'T PROMO ME

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"You don't have to, I'm just having a craving. It seems like hard work."

"Ooh! Ooh! I can bake you one!"