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Greetings, travelers from the future!

“My name is Haruka, and I will be your guide. Please read more below!”

“So, I should probably preface this by saying that the jump pagination HTML feature of this blog is outdated... I am six years old, after all! Hehe~”

“Anyway, there is a way around this. When you want to go to the next page, make sure to do superduperseiyuu.tumblr.com/page/[number] and insert the page number you want to view. If not, it’ll be tricky to find the clues!”

“I recommend looking through the tabs, as well. They are here, too.”

“Thanks for tuning in! Hope you enjoy!”

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spit in the face || Haru || Mastermind Trial || Re: votes, Yuki, Masato, Stella; Attn: Masato, Yuki

Haru was dumbfounded. She couldn’t even bring herself to vote. Yuki Nakahara…… she should have known the whole time! They… they seemed so full of themself from the beginning, and… the things…! The things they said to her…. she found herself a rival. Her eyes stung, tears running down her cheeks. No, no no no….. and… Feliks? Feliks too?! She spoke with… and talked to him! They were acquaintances, maybe even friends! The tears started to come down more and more. She sniffled and buried her face in her hands. Haru, after a few seconds, then proceeded to wipe some tears out of her face.

“You… you lied to all of us!!! Feliks, w-we’ve… we’ve spoken before….. I would never have known…… and…w-well…. why would you do that? How could you do this to us? I-I’m….. you’re gonna pay for this, yknow…… I’ll find a way to… p-put you to justice……..okay?! I’ll….. get you back for lying to me…. and to everyone!”

She put her hand on the podium and the other on her heart. She stopped herself for a second, taking a moment to breathe. In that moment, Yuki Nakahara……. hurt Masato Maeda…. someone Haru looked up to was now crying on the floor. It only made Haru feel worse. However…. that worse feeling was not a disappointed one.

Red flooded to her cheeks and Haru gritted her teeth. Tears continued to stain her skin, but she balled up her hands into fists and took a deep breath. This was inevitable, wasn’t it? To get herself angry…… to once again show people her tears and whining. Though… why couldn’t she embrace that side of her? It was weak. Though a moment could make that weakness into a strength, turning the fears and tears into pure anger.

“Yuki Nakahara….. I… I have a mouthful for you………. What went on before your execution wasn’t the end of my spiel…… listen well.”

Haru looked at the crying Maeda, and the yelling Stella. She wanted the attention, and she was going to get it. A heroine would always get others to listen, because everything she said was important. That was how Haru felt in that moment, that she was important.

“You know, I wasn’t done when we were speaking a few trials ago! I can be whatever I want! I want to consider myself a hero, so you had no right to SHOVE IT RIGHT BACK IN MY FACE….. when….. when….! YOU STARTED IT! YOU STARTED THIS WHOLE THING AND THERE YOU WERE TELLING ME I WASN’T GOOD ENOUGH!”

Haru slammed her palm on the podium and let out an aggravated wheeze. Her teeth were still clenched together. She rested to catch her breath, and some tears flooded out. She calmed herself down a little more, and sighed before continuing on.

“You have no right to tell me what I can or can’t do…. especially when you were the one I was after in the first place. I should have known it was you. I really should have known…… You need to back off and stop torturing my friends and I! Let us go…. we know it was you now, so why can’t you just do that?”

She proceeded to look over at Maeda, and tried to grab her hand, though Haru’s went right through. She instead sat down beside the debater, and looked at her with a weak smile.

“It’s okay…… whatever happened, all will be forgiven. It’s over now….. you’re such an amazing person… I really look up to you, and have wanted to tell you that for a while now. Nothing’s gonna change my opinion of you, ever.”

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narrowing-down? || Haru || Trial || Re: Hyun-Min

There wasn’t much evidence Haru received herself (well…. really none at all), but she decided to help find the culprit, because, well, that was a case needing to be solved. No one deserved to die at all, and anyone who had been killed… their killer must be put to justice, one way or another! Of course! 

She listened in to Hyun-Min as he gathered all the main pieces of evidence. The seiyuu especially listened in to the part about the note. Say… looking back at it, that note was some really good evidence… what if it could be used to narrow down to certain suspects? Haru sighed, and clasped her hands together, to draw attention to herself.

“Say, with that note, would it be possible to… narrow people down? The smudged part ended with an m, and the word is probably pronouns, so it could’ve been ’him’ or ’them’, in that case. Not to mention… ah, the the pills were found in the non-binary bathroom? So… the suspects can be narrowed to anyone with he/him pronouns or they/them pronouns, probably non-binary, right?

Yes, of course… she had a chance at being correct! Being a hero wasn’t so bad…. it really wasn’t! She could be a hero right now, by narrowing down to suspects! It was exciting… trying to figure out who did the deed. She wanted to really be involved in this trial, ‘cause she wanted to be a deemed a heroic girl!

“Now…. ah, is anyone here non-binary? He/him or they/them pronouns?

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"... I want t'... investigate yer room."

“G-Go ahead and do so ...... I’m so sorry Stella. I know how much you...... ah...”

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Haru nodded at the other girl’s response. She touched her fading blue curls and weakly smiled. Yeah... those are her inner vibes, so to speak..... right? She looked up and almost zoned into thought.... ‘am I really.....’

Team.

She immediately smiled and clasped her hands together. Team? A team?! Action, adventure? A real team? This could be the chance! Finally...a  real team... a super cool team! She couldn’t help but grin at the thought of being on a team... that would be swell, right, right? All her previous thoughts were swept away by the new coming ones, ones of hope and dreams and happiness. 

“YES!!” She shouted, but immediately became embarrassed, covering her mouth with the tips of her fingers. She meekly looked away, flushing. “U-Uhm.... sorry... anyways, my name is Haruka Naoki, and I... really like that idea....!”

She walked a little closer to Tsubaki, and smiled cheerfully. Could this be the start of a nice friendship...? Maybe so. Another friend..... this wouldn’t be so bad after all.

Rendezvous? Wanna rendezvous? | Tsubaki | Closed for Haru

Haru’s response elicited from the purple-clad girl a dramatic gasp. Tsubaki wasn’t certain of what she was expecting, but an answer like that wasn’t it. In the best way, she internally added.  Inside vibes on the outside was an interesting way to phrase something.

“Reeeallly? Wasn’t expecting that! That was deep and kinda mysterious at the same time, nice one. So, these are your inside vibes?”

Once again, Tsubaki assumed a serious expression as she eyed the other up and down, nodding a little. After she finished, she smiled again and proclaimed,

“I think our vibes are gonna get along well!”

“My name’s Tsubaki Fukui, and I like reflecting my inner vibes too. Every spooky, scary, creepy, ghostly vibe! Yours is a whole lot cuter than mine though. Hmm, maybe we can be a team, you and I! You’ll be the cute one that does all the action, and says all the good lines and stuff! And then, if someone ever tries to mess with you, I’ll be the terrifying one! The one that’ll scare the living daylights outta our enemies! Hoohoo, I’m pumped just thinking about it!”

Suddenly, she paused as she realized what she’d just forgotten to do. Why, how could she get so caught up in the team idea that she didn’t ask for such a character’s name?

“Say, what’s your name, kiddo? Does that also reflect your vibes?”

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Haru was sitting in a little chair, swinging her legs back and forth as she fiddled with a bow she found in her shoe. She was mouthing some of her recent (well..... before all this) lines and cues from one of the shows she voiced for. Sure, she played a supporting role, but.... she sure portrayed a large message. Still not half as large as Kiseki’s, though, of course. Her all-time best ever..... Kiseki Shooting Star.... Haru giggled. Thinking about how nice it would be to be like her right now made her cheer up quite a bit.

She didn’t feel so well, and skipped out of the trial... not even seeing the body, really, only for a few seconds before she couldn’t bare it anymore. Everything after that, the isolation and bad feelings... sort of foggy. She just had to focus on the future....right?

All these new people, new next potentials of society... so many peers to interact with...! Yet, she was just sitting down and relaxing, like she had been all throughout the last trial. It was a little hard not to peek out a few times. If only, Haru thought to herself, she could get a chance to put herself out there?

Of course, the seiyuu’s wishful thinking made its way to reality’s light. She jolted up, startled by the loudness coming from... what-- huh? She looked at the girl who talked to Haru all of a sudden up and down... her personality was very contrasting from her outfit. She was cute, though. That kind of person....

“.....O-Oh!! Uh, hello! I just.... really like dressing up a lot... I like reflecting on the outside what kinds of vibes are on the inside, y’know? Ehehe... what’s your name?”

Rendezvous? Wanna rendezvous? | Tsubaki | Closed for Haru

[Location Change: Infirmary - > Break Room]

Tsubaki had left the infirmary and was back in the break room, heading over to the elevators to get to her room. However, something stopped her. What was that she spotted? Was that truly a fabulous mix of blue and pink? And a cute hat to grab attention with too? Tsubaki changed her path instantly. If there was someone who looked both funky and cute at the same time, she was going to have a word with them for sure!

For a minute, she just watched as the other went along their way. Her eyes were narrowed, and she even looked a little angry as she scrutinized Haru’s actions. Really, Tsubaki was just trying to pin down her style. It was something mild and average, with a more than a small touch of spice. How baffling and strange! And yet, baffling and strange is just what the spooky girl liked. Best not to leave such a mystery waiting, she decided.

So, Tsubaki ran over to Haru, and was walking a little bit behind her. She wondered, briefly, if she had the chance to scare her. Surely her steps would have alerted the colorfully-haired girl to her presence, and yet…the temptation was just too much to bear. No matter the other’s actions, Tsubaki promptly (and loudly) delivered her greeting.

“BOO!! What’s shakin’, bacon? Hmm hmm hmmmmm? You gonna let a cat like me in on the wicked know about what’s going up and down with your aesthetic here?”

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Haru ran into the elevator, holding onto the skirt of her dress so it didn’t damage or get caught on anything as she bolted away from the smoke, only just so far from the dangers behind her. She crammed herself in the back corner of the elevator, trying to keep a straight face. It just wasn’t right..... where were they going, exactly? A new area of sorts?

She seemed to be correct. The elevator doors open and reveal a whole new space, completely unknown to her. It was strange...... but likewise, that’s how the seiyuu felt upon arriving in Ifaisteio. An intense environment that surrounded her, and.......... what?

Who are......?!

Upon finally taking it all in, Haru noticed something different..... there seemed to be quite a number of people, strangers, and....... new caretakers? The other people looked about her age, though everyone was extremely unfamiliar.

She backed away quickly, into a dirty blond...... literally dirty. Covered in soot. The female brushed off her floral dress and looked up at him. So much taller...... She fixed her hat into the right place and cleared her throat.

“Ahh, uhm, hello there! I’m Haruka Naoki..... but the kids from where I came from call me Haru. May I ask where you came from...... the class with the other caretakers, I presume?”

(ab)Normal Days | ??? | Flushed Out

< tw: blood >

Time moves irregularly in the woods. 

Some days, when the sun white hot blazes beat down on the back of one’s neck and the pins and needles in one’s stomach remind them that they have yet to acquire a meal since twilight the night before, it feels as though time is halted, some celestial being holding onto the earth to keep it from it’s proper rotation. Each step feels like an hour, and the thoughts that whirl in one’s mind pass by so quickly it feels as though they’ve lived an entire day in just those few minutes alone. 

And yet, somedays… there is not enough time. It feels as though the moon had just gone back to her starry bed before she is awoken by the sun’s departure once more, never giving one enough time to do proper surveying or hunting before the dark cloak obstructs one’s visibility once more. 

In fact, the mere concept of time is nearly nonexistent when one is isolated from society, isn’t it? It is only governed by the primal effects of the sun and the moon. There are no clocks, no alarms, no time specific responsibilities. If it weren’t for that small detail, then the woods be, in fact, just like this ongoing game.

Just survival. 

It’s easy to ignore what’s going on when one’s out on their own, fending for one’s self. ( Or truly ignoring? Had he been? That wasn’t what he was supposed to be doing, was it? He was supposed to be playing, was this and acceptable way? Would he be punished, like he’d heard others had been? ) It was easy to pretend he was back home, away from this hell, and with nothing more but the forest for him once more… even with his limited imagination. He had been alright with this. He was safe from the horror of what he heard his keycard ringing about every so often. He was safe from this Usami, and safe from becoming the next announcement on that ringing card. ( Not that he’d allow himself to be, nyet. There was no way he’d ever allow himself to be felled. He was stronger than bears, his power matched with tigers. No one here could match that. ) 

But, the game always had a way of getting to everyone, didn’t it? Especially those who try to twist the rules to their favor. 

“…huff… huff…”

Feliks had hardly made the emergency call. Just like every other announcement that had been broadcasted over that devil technology, he had ignored it at first. Listened, sure. He always listened, always knew what it was he was supposed to do, but just refused to do it. He was sure this was just another ones of those… ah, what was the word? Motifs? Something like that. Either way, he wasn’t in a rush to suddenly show up to this one, even despite the strange sense of urgency in their admiral’s voice.

But then… he saw it. The one of the few things he’d learned to both appreciate, and fear. The one thing that could save a life, or quickly end it. 

Fire. 

So as quickly as his legs could carry him, he ran to the spot Usami had told them to be. He ran into low hanging branches and trees, tasting the blood as it began to well from his split lip. He ran past the downed lieutenant, though hardly paid her any mind. He ran until he saw the group being hurried into that elevator, some faces unsure, some scared, some stoic. He ran into the barrelled into the elevator with the rest of them, body slamming against the back of the elevator as he could not slow his velocity in time. 

“…huff…” 

How long had it been since he hadn’t been able to catch his breath like this? He was always so careful to save his energy, and to only exert himself when absolutely necessary. Those were the survival instincts that were drilled into him at a young age, and he was always so strict with himself to follow. So to be out of breath? To feel as though his heart could beat out of his chest at any moment? This was strange, to say the least. Unexpected, to say more. 

He let his body slide down the back of the elevator, sitting in the corner as the machine made it’s way down, focused on catching his breaths, and not on the eyes that were probably on him at the moment. He didn’t consider how strange, and possibly terrifying, it could be for this kid who no one knew, or had at least not seen since the very beginning, suddenly appearing in a frenzy, covered in muck and bruises. And even as the elevator doors open, he didn’t show them any mind, only getting up to stand just outside the doors of the elevator to listen to their new, joint caretakers, and see all the new faces. 

…oh. Huh. Interesting. Did that mean…? 

He didn’t entertain the thought for long, deciding to instead stay leaned against the doors of the elevator, breath finally regulating. But if one thing was certain to him at this moment, it was one thought. 

There was no way he was going to be able to hide from this game anymore. 

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chapter 6 threads:

1. feliks

2. who wants to

3. its tempting i know

you should thread with haru

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Haru nodded. That’s right..... Masato wanted her father to be informed, right? Haruki must’ve been a really good friend......

She didn’t really understand friendships..... she didn’t have any. Only partners and acquaintances. No time for friends.... or anything like that, she supposed.

He didn’t know what to do, huh? Well....... this was such a nauseating ride, metaphorically.... y’know? She and everyone else had to ride it and some people left during. Just having to move on after...... it’s hard, Haru thought.

The other almost dropped the knife upon hearing her next question. She gaped, and looked up at him. Onions, huh? Onions....... they make you tear up, but they make you tense to? That’s not right....

She tried to put on a smile and respond.

“Oh, that’s cool, so you’re all good in the kitchen, huh? I only have one little sister..... and ah, zero friends.”

She knew it couldn’t be that surprising..... there could be so many people without ‘friends’... right? Heroes?

Maybe she should continue on.

“So, um, that smells really good...... suits your talent perfectly, ehehe.....”

recollection | Haruki | Dining Hall | ATTN: Haru

It took a while for Haruki to respond, as he was preoccupied with cutting and trying to not cry with the onions. But he wiped his face with his sleeve and finally responded to Haru.

“I made a promise to Masato. ’m gonna go t’ America and find her dad and tell ‘im what happened.“

He went back to cutting for a bit, and then added:

“…I don’t know what ’m gonna do after that.“

He couldn’t just go back to the way he was before coming to the volcano. How could he even do that, with all he’s seen and experienced here. There was no way he could go back to normal, pretending like nothing happened here. He continued to chop the onions in silence, and then Haru asked him possibly the worst question he could be asked by a stranger.

“…“

At the mention of ‘special friends‘, Haruki’s hand began to tense up. He almost dropped the knife again, but he managed to put it down safely next to the cutting board before he could. He took a step back and began to rub his eyes again.

“…Onions.“

Like that would explain everything. Once he got himself together, he went back to cutting, but found his right hand too tense to do it properly. He easily switched the knife from his right to his left hand and went on with it.

“…I have a little brother and a big sister. They’re both prodigies in the kitchen.“

Seems like it runs in the family, huh?

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Haru watched as the other prepped the food, though she was worried when he dropped the knife......

She stood about a foot away from Haruki, kind of awkwardly standing there. It was sort of uncomfortable, maybe she could ask some questions....? She knew he was a good person, someone who could be really heroic one day..... maybe she wanted to know more about him, y’know?

“Hey, so...... what are you gonna do after all of this stuff here is over? I mean, it’s strange.......”

Yeah, it was pretty strange that a handful of Super High School Level Students were trapped in the middle of nowhere at some abandoned town with two AIs and two screaming robots. That’s beyond strange.

She messed with her dress, before sighing and sitting on a nearby stool. Hmm.... it was hard to make conversation, wasn’t it?

“Also...... how was your life before this? Y’know, did you have any siblings or special friends.... A-Ah! But it’s alright if you don’t want to answer....”

recollection | Haruki | Dining Hall | ATTN: Haru

Haruki was so absorbed in preparing the food that, once his concentration was broken by the sound of someone calling his name, he cursed and dropped his knife. He almost did something incredibly stupid and tried to catch it, but he quickly realized how much of a bad idea that was and just let it fall to the floor. There was a brief moment of silence as Haruki gathered his wits, trying to process what exactly just happened. He sighed, and, giving Haru a tired look, picked up the knife and placed it next to the sink.

“…I don’t mind.“

He grabbed a bowl and placed the sliced chicken inside. Good thing he was already done cutting the meat, since he needed a new knife for the vegetables, anyway. Once again, his focus went straight to cooking, but he did occasionally glance over at Haru to make sure she wasn’t messing with anything. He didn’t mind cooking for an extra person–it wasn’t like it was problem to him–but right now, he just wanted to do all this by himself.

He stood there in silence for quite a while, simply chopping some onions. Well, onions did the thing that they tend to do and Haruki put down the knife, removed his glasses, and rubbed his eyes. Ugh, onions, his weakness. How dare you make an innocent cry, onions.

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wow || Haru || Trial || Attn: Stella, Makoto, p much everyone?

Haru was absolutely dumbfounded. Shocked. How was it possible…… the trial automatically narrowed down to either her or Makoto, and now that she proved it wasn’t her…… well…… It couldn’t be, right? Right? So fast, so easily caught? None of these little games could be so simple….. so how? Was the evidence just pointing to only three? How could it……. no… right? It was too easy. It’s not true, right? The other girl accused was crying on the floor…. it could be her, but it also couldn’t huh? She could just be upset cause she was accused, right? Yeah, that could be possible.

[ Thinking Haru Face…………… ]

“Ah, uhm, can’t we talk a little longer? It can’t be so easy right? Makoto, did you….. ah, ah, I don’t want to point fingers! It shouldn’t be that easy, Makoto……” Haru slammed her hand on the podium. By then it could have only be about 10 or 15 minutes. Who knew, anyway? It just went too fast……. it’s not possible, what if she was wrong? But Makoto was crying…. so that was unlikely….

“…….This isn’t right….”

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whoa whoa c alm || Haru || Trial || Re: Stella and Haruki

Haru was barely paying attention to the trial. She was so tired from not being able to sleep after the murder and that fire. Honestly, she wished she could just leave…. However, what really woke her up during the trial was when her name was mentioned. Huh? That’s weird…… she thought she heard her— wait, she did hear her name! No, Haru didn’t wear heels….. she wore boots, yeah. [ insert a HARU here ] “Hey hey, I didn’t do anything! Look, I am shorter than Pieter, but I wear boots, so I couldn’t have! Do you want to see the soles? They are in fact a square with a heart inside of it, if you wanted to know, ehehe!” She tapped her foot and folded her arms together. This was tough…… though she might’ve known who did it…. the only other suspect, right? “Hey, Makoto, can we see your soles?”

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I mixed up my tights and socks today!