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It’s been a while since a motive was announce, or rather a while from when one was supposed to have been expected. However, none came. It’s possible none was going to be expected at all this time, but there is no such luck. The speaker broke into noise. 

“Hello agaaaain! Ahh, ahh- I can feel everyone’s irritation already. It’s okay, it won’t take long. It’s okay; you’ll also learn to get along with me! But first, more people need to die. As in, one of you needs to kill another again. There’s still too many breathing, right?” 

“Have you noticed, everyone, that it’s been getting cooler lately? I gave it enough time, I think. Don’t you notice?” It didn’t take much thinking to realize that… the voice was correct. It has been getting cooler, but not enough to think seriously about. At least, it wasn’t. “If you haven’t, that’s alright. You’ll definitely notice very soon.” 

“This is also standing as your new motive! Your new motive, it will get colder and colder until someone gives in and takes a life just for warmth. If you’re small, you can kill someone literally for warmth. You can open them up and tuck yourself in. The body should stay warm for a little bit, right? Humans are very hot inside.” 

“Kill soon!” 

And that concluded the announcement. 

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Motive Announcement

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GAME OVER HANAKO NAKAHARA AND CRYSTAL WATERS HAS BEEN FOUND GUILY. 

COMMENCING EXECUTION:  Sharknado II: Electric Boogaloo

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dangansummer:

In the midst of the investigation that had only just begun, the noise of the intercom interrupts any progress. 

“Ikiryo and Seiichi are ahead of everyone. They move fast. Really fast. Fast enough to find someone else before anyone else. Should they get a prize? A prize for finding her? No, the gift of death is as much as anyone could ever want. Your tablets are updated with the new one! Find it! It’s not far. It’s very easy. Even Erika can find it if she tries.” 

Sure enough, if you check your tablet, you will find yet another file added. 

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Body Discovered

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It’s four hours past noon, and the density of this fog has only thickened and become heavier. The visibility outside of the buildings is scarce. Anything could be behind you. Anything could be in front of you. Any shadow you see could be the harbinger of your end. Any sound could be the presence of an entity unknown. Suddenly, the noise of the speakers surge to life, and that voice speaks through.

“Good news! There’s good news for everyone. A body has been found in the morgue. Everyone, go join Ikiryo and Seiichi in the morgue! Make it quick, and investigate well before the trial!”

The speakers fall silent. There it is, the announcement for the second murder. You should hurry to the morgue as the voice instructed. 

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Body Discovered

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dangansummer:

About an hour after the first trial had wrapped itself up, a heavy fog had begun to settle within the facility. It was the thickest outside of the buildings, but overall there was no area without fog present. After a few hours of living and breathing it in, you may notice the atmosphere become considerably more apprehensive and uneasy. Soon, it may occasionally become terrifying. The fog is laced with hallucinogenic qualities, and people may experience hallucinations, delusions, and trouble with sleeping. The intensity of the effects vary with each individual, with the smaller ones being more prone to the poison than others.

In general, people may occasionally see things in the fog, occasionally see others with horrifying characteristics or as monstrosities, develop false beliefs, and/or experience trouble sleeping. The fog will lift after someone kills. Everyone may notice the fog when they wake up the next morning- the morning after the trial. The beginning of the effects may take place that day, however they will get worse over time. These are the next few days that were warned about at the closing of the trial- the days everyone will fear.

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Hardly half an hour has passed since the trial and Fumika’s life ended when, again, the intercom flickered to life for the umpteenth time that night. Please, just shut up, some of you must be thinking. There’s a few paps to the speaker from the other end before the voice speaks.

“There’s a mission I have for two of you, a really special one. The special mission is for Seiichi and Erika. They look really capable, and nice, and this is their reward! Seiichi and Erika, I hope you do well. It has to be you two, okay. It has to be. 

“Eiji’s body is busy rotting in the showers. It’s disgusting. You two, move it. There’s a morgue in the hospital. In the lobby, take the door on the right, and the double doors across from the elevator down that hall will be unlocked! Go, go!” 

The MORGUE has been unlocked!  The SECOND FLOOR of the SLEEPING QUARTERS has been unlocked!

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Announcement!

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GAME OVER FUMIKA MIZUNO HAS BEEN FOUND GUILTY COMMENCING EXECUTION

Cirque du Lune

Fumika’s head was fuzzy, and her vision was blurry. She couldn’t tell where she was, and as she looked around, a bright light filled her vision. Putting a hand to her head, she squinted, trying to find a way to see clearly. There was a deafening roar… one she recognized very well. It was the sound of a crowd, whooping and roaring loudly. Slowly her vision returned to her, and she could tell where she was: a colossal big top. She stood in a cage, and ran up to the bars, putting her hands on them. What was going on?

C-Could they see her? No. She felt it on her head, the mask she’d always worn during her performances. No one could see her face, thank god. Her makeshift rabbit mask, while somewhat odd looking, had brought her troupe attention, even though she didn’t want much of it. It had also served to hide her identity to the world. As far as they were concerned, she was just “Diana.”

“Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages, welcome to Monobear’s Freak Show!” Fumika frowned. Freak show? Was he talking about her? She could feel the crowd’s eyes poring into her, looking and wondering just what was wrong with this girl. What sort of hideous face was hidden underneath that mask? Fumika began to sweat. She wasn’t concerned with dying. She welcomed it. Since she’d killed… her troupe would be safe. At least she hoped so.

“Underneath her mask is the most monstrous face possible, but I’ll leave that to your imaginations. We all call this little rabbit Diana.” It was clear now where the voice was coming from. There was a Monobear dressed in a ringmaster’s outfit standing next to her cage. As the crowd watched her, she began to feel her skin crawl. This was different from her normal performances… she could feel every single set of eyes individually mocking her, like the freak she was. She winced. “It’s not that smart, either. It’s not even really that good for anything besides the show! Let’s all take a moment to laugh at this pitiful creature, who strayed too far from its old home!” A loud bang went off behind her, and she flinched. The crowd laughed at her, and she found herself sweating more. She couldn’t stand being held on display to be laughed at, like some sort of exhibit. She had to get control of this situation and the crowd…

“Why don’t you all come down here! Diana, you know, is also the Roman deity of the hunt! And we’re always one for audience participation, so let’s play a little game with our star exhibit.” Fumika snapped around as the cage she was in was opened, and found a pair of monobears walking towards her. Grabbing her from the arms, they began dragging her out as she kicked and screamed. They carried her to the center of the stadium, where a massive target had been set up, with a set of shackles on it.

She was placed on the wheel, her arms and legs spread out. A line had already been set up, and Fumika would see what was going on. The Mono-ringmaster handed a bow to the first person in line, followed by an arrow. “Your goal,” the bear said, “is to hit that thing with the arrow.”

The first arrow whizzed towards her, and pinned itself right next to her ear, vibrating.

The second arrow lodged itself in her arm. The third, her ankle. One after one the barrage of arrows continued to strike her, turning her into a veritable pin cushion. Fumika didn’t protest, and did her best to avoid reacting. So this was how she’d die? Some sort of monster on display for a game? She frowned. She was prepared to die… but this method wasn’t what she wanted. It didn’t matter though.

No one kept track of when Diana’s head slumped over, or when exactly she’d stopped moving at all. By the time the last arrow was shot, the board had been filled with arrows, as people began to file out of the tent, leaving the pierced body where it was.

Fumika Mizuno, the Super High School Level Ringmistress, is dead.

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dangansummer:

It’s early, too early. Many are sleeping peacefully at this time of 2am, and others getting ready to head to their beds. No one could have been prepared for the sudden outburst of static from the speakers, which may have startled some awake.

“Good morning..!! Something amazing just happened, so your families don’t have to die. That’s really great. In the showers, Nikki found a body. Nikki found a body and is busy touching it all over. Go look..! Who the body is, I’ll let you find out.

But, you can find out through your tablets now. If you look on the main screen, there’s a new tab. It’s a tab for case files. It makes it sound like you’re actual detectives with a case file, so it’s really cool. Everyone please look at it, and you’ll also think it’s really cool! Use it to help investigate and put pieces together. You’re welcome. Have fun.”

A body was found in the showers? So it finally happened. You ought to make your way to the showers, where you will indeed find Nikkita hugging a corpse in the cubicle furthest away from the door. By approaching the body, you can see the identity of the corpse as Eiji Katashi, SHSL Demonologist.

Caring to check your tablet, there is indeed a new tab located on the Main Screen that reads “Case File”. It lists the identity of the victim, the cause of death, and the time. Useful.

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Body Discovered

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“It’s cool… Don’t worry about it…” Blaise said with a slow drawl. Even with those words, he couldn’t deny that he was feeling a bit disappointed. Blaise wasn’t feeling stressed, but a smoke would probably ease the slight headache he had. When hearing that the other boy didn’t have his phone on him, Blaise checked his belt to see if his phone was clipped on. No Iphone to be seen.

“I don’t seem to have my phone either… Probably snatched up when we were out cold. . That sucks, it’ll be harder to jot things down now. . “ Blaise checked the pockets of his pants, but all he had was rolled up paper from straws and a coupon for some burger restaurant. Blaise probably isn’t going to be getting any McDonald’s anytime soon.

When the boy was obviously trying to get Blaise to say his name, Blaise stared at him for a few moments, letting awkward silence fill the air. 

“… Blaise.” He finally finished while staring down at the boy. He wasn’t too keen about giving about himself first, but a simple first name should suffice, right? 

“What about you? Your name, talent?” 

Cedric watched silently as the taller guy checked his belt and his pockets. It must be a common thing among all of them that their belongings are gone. On second thought, that does make sense. In fact, if they were all kidnapped and transported here- whoever did this to them probably just broke everyone’s electronics immediately. If someone had some kind of GPS tracker in their phone, that wouldn’t be any good. 

As Cedric waited for Blaise to tell him his name and silence fell between them, he just kind of looked up at Blaise and flashed him a relaxed smile. Sure, the silence was a little awkward, but it didn’t bother him much. Not much bothers him in general, actually. 

“ Well, it’s nice to meet you, Blaise. It’s a shame it took a mass kidnapping for us to meet, huh?” Cedric let out a casual chuckle. 

Upon being asked for his own name and his talent, Cedric shrugged a shoulder as if it wasn’t a very big deal. 

“Cedric Wagner. Wingsuit flyer.” he said before continuing on for clarification. “You know, proximity flying? With the weird flying squirrel suits?” Cedric spread his arms out slightly and waved his arms up and down under his arms to symbolize the arm flaps of the suit. “Throwing myself off cliffs is my favorite pass time, and I’m bummed I can’t really do that here.. but other than that.. well. This situation is fine. I’m chill with it.” Cedric motioned to the sides of the rooms with all of the boxes lining the walls. 

“It seems like there is supplies here for us too. It won’t be too bad.” 

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The whole idea of a murder game didn’t settle well with Mira and she was reduced to a mess of tears because of it. The panic had settled in fast and the girl was shaking hard and her breaths came up quick and sharp. Her limbs were still stiff and her head was still pounding. She brought her hands up to her face and sobbed into them. This shouldn’t be happening.

It took her a moment to even notice someone was even trying to talk to her, her  eyes widening as she saw the other student. She had been so wrapped up in her thoughts that she had barely heard the them as they talked. Mira blinked a couple times, just staring. She couldn’t recognize him really, perhaps they were in a higher grade? He seems nice enough… Mira sniffled a bit as she rubbed her hand frantically over her eyes.

“Oh I’m s-sorry…H-Helllo.“ 

She stuttered out, her voice still sounding panicked.

Cedric ran a hand through the longer side of his hair and gave a lopsided grin to the small girl. It was kind of sad for anyone to be in a killing game like this, but especially for a girl this small and delicate looking. He can’t remember ever seeing her before at hopes peak, but honestly, he is pretty forgetful. It wouldn’t be a surprise if he actually has met her before. Eh. Even if he has met her before, there is no harm in starting fresh, right? Cedric leaned down just a little so he could be closer to eye level with her as he tilted his head slightly, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder.

“ This is a pretty wild situation, but you don’t have to be scared of me, I can promise you that,” he said, giving a dismissive wave of the hand to her panicked tone, attempting to flash a comforting grin. He wish he knew a better way to comfort someone..

“..I’m not too sure where we are or what’s going to happen, but if you ever need a helping hand, I’m usually not busy.” he said with a shrug of his shoulder before straightening back up to his normal height. 

“I feel like it’s best not to be alone in this situation.. do you mind if I stick by you for awhile? Maybe we could go take a look around this place?” Cedric was hoping that maybe his calmness would spread to the younger girl. 

“I’m Cedric Wagner, by the way.. It’s nice to meet you...” Cedric trailed off, waiting for the girl to offer her name. 

Grounded [ Open ]

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shslinfobroker:

Ah, so it seems it’s time to wake up… 

When Blaise finally opened his eyes and felt the chilling coldness of the floor, he layed there for a moment, listening to the rustling and bustling of the people around him. He could clearly see the security cameras even as he still had his back on the floor and then blinked once at the cameras, giving them a nonchalant wave. Blaise then rolled himself off the floor, attempting to wipe off any dirt that may have gotten on his pants.

This is such a pain in the ass.

While readjusting the handkerchief around his mouth and looking around the room, Blaise closely glanced at all the students surrounding him. His gaze was fairly neutral looking, if a bit unsettling. It was hard to make out his expression with his mouth covered and his expression unchanging. 

He walked up the nearest student next to him and tapped their shoulder. His gaze was expectant, is if the other student should already know what he’s thinking. Blaise held out his hand, moving his fingers up and down. 

“… Lighter. Do you have a lighter? I’d like to be able to have a smoke.” His words were slightly muffled through the cloth, but his words were hopefully understandable enough.

Cedric was just glancing around the room, observing the other students around him, when he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder. Cedric turned around and looked up to find a tall guy with blue hair looming over him with his hand extended. Cedric didn’t really know what he wanted from him, so he simply took a single step back and gave the strange man a quizzical look. It was only when he asserted his desire for a lighter that Cedric realized what he was waiting for.

“Sorry, man, I don’t have a lighter..” Cedric moved his hands to check his front and back pockets instinctively, even though he already knew that he didn’t have a lighter with him, and that’s when he discovered that his phone was missing! Cedric raised his eyebrow and looked up at the stranger. 

“..I don’t even have my phone on me, man...” he said slowly, trailing off as he moved his hands to his hoodie pockets to check there as well. Cedric returned his hands up to show his empty palms and gave a shrug. He dropped his hands down to his sides and placed his index fingers in his front pockets. 

“Anyways, I’m Cedric.. if I find a lighter somewhere around this place, I’ll snag it for you..” he said as he realized he had no idea what this guy’s name is.  “..you.”

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Cedric listened thoughtfully to the speech that flowed out from the speakers as he slowly brushed his gaze over all the other students standing around him. He recognized a few of the other students, and a couple of them he’s even hung out with! This was an odd situation. Kidnapped and being told to kill his peers by some... unseen being. 

If the owner of that voice was intending to scare him, that wouldn’t be the case here! It was a good try, but honestly, Cedric didn’t feel too worried. This was probably just an elaborate prank of some kind.. and even if it’s real, well.. it’s not too bad. It actually does sound kind of fun.. he can finally fulfill his childhood dream of being a crime scene investigator. That’s neat, right? Yeah, this isn’t any huge problem. 

Cedric shrugged and extended his arms into the air and leaned back just a little to stretch. His body still felt very stiff and a dull ache was pervading through his body. Whatever happened to him while he was knocked out, he’d prefer for that to not happen again any time soon. That was the part of the situation that worried him the most right now- of course he remembers being grabbed from behind, and something was forced over his face. That had startled him in the moment, he remembers that, but then everything went black and then, he was... here? How did he get here? Did somebody drop him down a flight of stairs during their criminal antics? How nice. 

Cedric cracked his knuckles and then went to stretching and twisting his spine until he cracked it as well. Then, he cracked his neck a couple of times and sighed. At least he feels a little more loose now. 

The sound of crying brought Cedric out of his thoughts. Hmm.. some people here seem to be really upset. I mean, sure, it’s upsetting being here- if he’s stuck here, he’s grounded! Literally! How is he supposed to go flying if he’s trapped here? That was the only thing he was actually bitter about. 

With a small sigh, Cedric decided it would be best to go try to console the students crying. With that, he walked over to the nearest visually upset student and gave them a small wave. 

“...Hey there,” he begins with a sympathetic, but extremely serene expression. 

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!! BEGIN. !!

Consciousness begins to trickle its way back to you. Against your cheek you feel something cold and hard- a concrete floor. You find that your body is sore and stiff when you try to move it, but you press through it to sit up. It’s dimly lit in this large, large room- Where are you? There’s a thick pillar at the center, just a support beam. Placed high on the beam, you notice a cluster of cameras- Is someone watching? Movement draws your attention down. There are people awakening all around you, all about your age. How did you get here? How did everyone get here?

An alarming memory floods to the surface of your mind. Something over your face; someone behind you, on you, panic; you couldn’t breathe; you couldn’t see. You have to get out of here. There are two doors on one side of the room, and on the adjacent wall there is one larger door. That must be the way out, right there- !

Discordant static overwhelms the area. But soon, it breaks off into a voice.

“Good mooorrning,” the greeting is drawn out, and the voice sounds inhuman. It’s evident the voice is going through a processor to disguise it. “I thought some of you were dead. I’m relieved. Everyone woke up, so it’s very good. Welcome to your new home, everyone..! It’s not bad here. You’ll all like it here, a lot… hm,” the voice trailed off, as though it were trying to find its words.

“But, I think not everyone will like it here. That’s the point of this game, after all. The game is to escape, congratula- Good luck! I’m going to tell you how to play now. I think everyone will really enjoy the game, because you can prove how great you are! Hope’s Peak students like doing that, right? You prove how good you are, and how much better you are? You can win this game by being really good at covering your tracks, really good.”

“If you kill someone and cover your tracks well, you won’t get caught!”

“That’s the point of this game, to escape by killing people. This is going to be very exciting…! When someone finds the rotting corpse of one of their friends, everyone has to pitch in to investigate the murder and figure out who slaughtered them. After investigating, you can vote for someone in a certain room. I’ll invite you to that certain room when the time comes. If you can’t find the one who ended another’s life horribly and prematurely, then that person ‘wins’ and can leave this place as a reward. It’s a really fun game because it brings out the worst in people. People are really terrible. They’re awful. Now you can freely be as awful as you want. Good luck!”

With a brief static, the speakers fall silent. Everyone is now standing, glancing at each other in stunned silence, trying to process the situation they’re in. It’s surreal. It’s all so surreal. How could this happen to you?

You have found yourself trapped in a game of death and despair.

GAME START.

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Official Roster |I DanganSummer

We have finally decided the official roster! Many of these apps were very good, so it was difficult choosing just 20. However, I’m very happy that we received so many great applications. Everyone has some nice characters! 

Every applicant will also be contacted shortly with a brief notification stating whether you have been accepted or not.

 And now, our roster is as follows! 

Akiyo Toyoda, SHSL Petite Model

Apidae Claes, SHSL Beekeeper

Blaise Ryder, SHSL Information Broker

Cain Grayson, SHSL Taekwondo Instructor

Cedric Wagner, SHSL Wingsuit Flyer

Crystal Waters, SHSL Lawyer

Eiji Katashi, SHSL Demonologist

Erika Kimoto, SHSL Sequential Artist

Fumika Mizuno, SHSL Ringmistress

Hanako Nakahara, SHSL Esthetician

Haruto Maki, SHSL Pyrotechnician

Ikiryo Mikazuki, SHSL Businessman

Kenji Tsuji, SHSL Trading Card Game Player

Mikami Tamiko, SHSL Cryptozoologist

Mira Nakano, SHSL Tarot Reader

Namae Juuyou, SHSL Shrine Maiden

Nikkita Gostavo, SHSL ???

Sebastian Graham, SHSL Bomb Manufacturer

Seiichi Himura, SHSL Entomologist

Yui Ayano, SHSL Nail Artist

Congratulations!!! 

To those accepted, I’ll begin sending Skype requests tonight. So, when some cretin with a concerning icon begins tapping at your friendship requests on Skype, don’t fret, that’s just me. I’ll be creating a group chat tomorrow morning, so don’t be alarmed when you’re suddenly thrusted into a mass of screaming children tomorrow!! (It’s likely that I’ll be the only screaming child, though…)

We’re going to officially start Monday, August 3rd!