Little late this year, but joining the festivities: Ides of March is an awkward day to be SHSL supreme leader probably.
I am 95% certain its canon maki pulls on her hair as a nervous tick and we should draw it more. Also, don't worry about the parallels to Kokichi taking one for the team to keep blame off Maki for something again or the spread of Uncomprehending why someone would do something nice for you to their own detriment (but this time in lighthearted context) its a gag comic its fine
Noch präziser und schonender: Roboterassistierte Chirurgie
Noch präziser und schonender: Roboterassistierte Chirurgie
Da Vinci Roboter in den GFO Kliniken Niederrhein
Ab November 2022 können die Patienten der GFO Kliniken Niederrhein aus Dinslaken und Moers am Standort St. Josef in Moers mit dem Da Vinci Roboter operiert werden. Er ist damit der erste und einzige Da Vinci Roboter im Kreis Wesel.
Viele Vorteile für Patienten und eine insgesamt schnellere Genesung
Robotik ist auch in der Medizin zunehmend zu einem wichtigen Helfer bei komplexen, minimalinvasiven Eingriffen geworden und kommt insbesondere bei urologischen, gynäkologischen und allgemein bzw. viszeralchirurgischen Indikationen zum Einsatz. Das roboterassistierte Operationssystem „Da Vinci“ der Firma Intuitive gehört zu den modernsten Operationssystemen in Europa und bietet viele Vorteile für die Patienten: kleinere Schnitte, verkürzte Operationszeiten, weniger Blutungen, geringere Infektionsraten, weniger Komplikationen sowie weniger postoperative Schmerzen.
Doch nicht alle Patienten kommen für eine OP mit dem roboterassistierten Operationssystem in Frage, daher werden auch in Zukunft beide Operationstechniken (roboterassistiert und offen) angeboten und unter Berücksichtigung der persönlichen Krankengeschichte individuell geprüft, welche Art von Eingriff am besten geeignet ist.
„Da Vinci“ Operationen sind Teamarbeit
Das Da Vinci X-Operationssystem besteht aus einer Arztkonsole, einem Patientenwagen mit vier interaktiven Armen und einem Videowagen. Der Da Vinci führt natürlich keine Operationen und Bewegungen selbständig aus, sondern übersetzt die Handbewegungen des Operateurs an der Konsole in präzise Bewegungen der Instrumente und setzt diese zitterfrei und in Echtzeit um. Die Operationen sind Teamarbeit und erfolgen durch ein aufeinander eingespieltes und speziell geschultes Team.
Spezialist für roboterassistierte Chirurgie in den eigenen Reihen
Mit Dr. med. Georgios Stamatelos, Chefarzt der Klinik für Gynäkologie und Geburtshilfe im St. Vinzenz Hospital in Dinslaken, verfügen die GFO Kliniken Niederrhein in den eigenen Reihen bereits über einen der besten und erfahrensten Robotik Chirurgen in Europa. Dr. med. Georgios Stamatelos ist ausgezeichnet als „Da Vinci Distinguished Surgeon“.
Investition in die Zukunft
„Wir freuen uns, dass wir zum Wohle unserer Patienten die roboterassistierte Chirurgie mit dem Da Vinci System nun auch im Kreis Wesel anbieten können. Unser Ziel ist es, dass möglichst vielen Patienten die Vorteile der Robotik zugutekommen. Der Da Vinci wird in der Urologie, der Gynäkologie sowie der Allgemein- und Viszeralchirurgie zum Einsatz kommen. Es ist ein Stückweit eine Investition in die Zukunft“, so Ralf H. Nennhaus, Sprecher der Regionaldirektion der GFO Kliniken Niederrhein.
v.l.n.r. Thomas Weyers (Pflegedirektor), Dr. Klaus Peitgen (Chefarzt Allgemein- und Viszeralchirurgie, Dinslaken), Hans-Peter Tappe (Regionaldirektor), Dr. Marc Alexander Renter (Chefarzt Allgemein- und Viszeralchirurgie, Moers), Dr. Geogios Stamatelos (Chefarzt Gynäkologie und Geburtshilfe, Dinslaken), Dr. Jens Pagels (Chefarzt Gynäkologie und Geburtshilfe, Moers), Dr. Michael Reimann (Chefarzt der Urologie & Kinderurologie, Moers), Ralf H. Nennhaus (Regionaldirektor), Myriam Olschewski (Kaufmännische Direktorin, Moers)
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Edmund est heureux d’annoncer au Dr. Tapps la naissance de son neveu, mais cela lui a rappelé ses propres enfants morts.
Stollenkäse aus dem Almenland, Arzberg 32, 8162 Passail
„Die Kuh frisst wie a Sau.“ Ein erstaunlicher Satz. Herr Möstl Franz blickt mich an. Jandl hätte gesagt: „Kuh Sau frisst wie und.“ H.C.Artmann: „Die kuhende Fresssau.“ Oder Handke: „Die Almkuhherde steht im verzehrenden Geruch ausdunstiger Schweine.“ Und Jelinek: „saugleichekuhsinnverwandtesfresslügenkonstrukt.“ Und Thomas Bernhardt: „Die Sauseiende käut ihre verlogen lügende heimatverbundenheit als endnahes kuhfutterwerk wieder.“
Die Kuh frisst wie a Sau
Herr Möstl, Molkereianlagenbauer, weiß wie’s geht. Für seine Tiere ist nur das allerfeinste Futter gut genug. Bei ihm werden Wiederkäuer zu Gourmets. Unerlässlich für sein Produkt. Auf der ganzen Welt baut und berät er Sennermänner. Er wird geholt, wo immer Milch aus dem Euter fließt. Mit seinem Know-how hat er sich ganz schön hochgearbeitet. Als Techniker, als Unternehmer, als Nebenerwerbskäser und, zum Drüberstreuen, als innovativer Bergstollenpächter mit Hintergedanken.
Und das ging so: Jahrhundertelang wurde am Arzberg im schönen Almenland, Silber abgebaut. Stollen um Stollen höhlten die Bergleute die Berge aus, trieben endlose Gänge in den Fels, erhitzten die Steinwände. Durch die Wärme wurde das Gestein porös. Sie schlugen so lange gegen die Wand, bis sich silbereinschlüssige Felsbrocken lösten. Der Berg wurde buchstäblich ausgeräuchert - so kam der ‚Rauchenberg‘ zu seinem Namen. Lange lebten die Knappenfamilien vom Abbau des kostbaren Rohmaterials, bis, ja bis, der Berg weitgehend ‚ausgebandlt‘ war. Ab den Neunzigern des letzten Jahrhunderts verwaisten die Arzberger Stollen zum Schaubergwerk. Eine Idee reifte in den Köpfen der Gemeindeväter. Die reine Luft des Silberbergwerks sollte für Asthmatiker und Lungenleidende genutzt werden. Ein paar Liegestühle in den Berg hinein und gut wär’s gewesen. Soweit der Plan. Die Praxis sah anders aus. Die Kranken blieben aus. Wieder lag das Stollengeflecht brach. Bis der g‘scheite Herr Möstl Franz eine Idee hatte. Käselaib um Käselaib rollte er in die Stollen. Die Wirkung war enorm. Wegen des Silbervorkommens waren die Wände immer schon weitgehend schimmelbefreit, dazu noch hielt der Stein ein konstantes, antibakterielles Klima. Hier und nur hier vermutete Herr Möstl ideale Bedingungen für Lagerung und Reifung seiner Laiber. Gesagt, getan. Die Käseräder wurden in den Stollen befördert, gebadet und gebürstet und nach einiger Zeit war der Käs der Käs. Und was für einer! Herr Möstl wusste, was Sache war. Gemeinsam mit dem Herrn Knappen-Obmannstellvertreter Dr. Weber, ließ er zusätzliche Stollenarme in den Berg fräsen. Feinste Technik kam hinzu und fertig war der Lack. Sein inzwischen eigen fabrizierter Hartkäse hatte eine neue Heimat. Nach einigen Monaten lag bestens gereifter Stollen-Käse am Brett.
Im Labyrinth des Käsers
„Du musst dich ins Tier hineinversetzen“, sagt er. „Eigentlich frisst sie ja wie a Sau.“ Damit wären wir wieder beim Thema. Die Tiere des Möstl’schen Universums weiden auf bestem Wiesengrund, fressen die fettesten Gräser und fühlen sich pudelwohl. Das Ergebnis: Pralle Euter, beste Verarbeitung, optimaler Reifeprozess und zahllose Supergold-, Gold-, Silber- und Bronzemedaillen bei den Käse-Weltmeisterschaften. Möstl macht den Unterschied.
Der Meister geht voraus, ich tappe hinterdrein. Kopfschutz, Plastikschuhe, Chirurgenmantel. Dann erst darf ich das unterirdische Hightech-Reich betreten. Schleuse um Schleuse öffnet sich, der Geruch wird strenger, die Luft reiner. Je mehr ich staune, desto mehr kommt Herr Möstl in Fahrt. Er schnuppert, streichelt und tätschelt über die Laibe als wäre es seine Kinder. Sind sie ja auch. Die Kesseln, in den sie im Salzwasser baden, die Temperaturregler, die Zeitschaltuhren, die hunderte Meter langen, bis auf den letzten Platz gefüllten Regale – das alles sieht nicht nur bestens aus, es riecht auch abartig gut. Hier drinnen verbirgt sich Denke und Technik vom Feinsten. Bestens ausgebildete Käse-Sommeliers wenden, befeuchten und bürsten. Die Natur reift. Nach Monaten erlesener Kinderstube erblicken die schweren Kerle das Tageslicht wieder. Dann sind sie fertig, bereit zur Prämierung und, noch wichtiger, zum Verzehr.
Ich stehe vor dem Stollen. Der Heilige Theodul, Schutzpatron der Käser und Reifer, hat mich aus seinem unterirdischen Reich entlassen. Herr Möstl, selbst ein Berg von einem Mann, posiert vor seinem Lebenswerk: Berg und Käse. Eine Idee, viel Wagemut und noch mehr Fleiß. Seine Vision ist ein einzigartig nachhaltiges Landwirtschaftsprodukt. Nächste Station: ‚Käsothek‘. Dann Käsestube. Ich verkoste die Weltmeister und bin im Himmel. Draußen macht sich eine Gruppe Interessierter zur Führung durch’s Käsereich bereit. Es ist ordentlich was los. Herr Möstl überlässt wenig dem Zufall. Gut so. Und im nächsten Jahr wird er wieder nach Madison, Wisconsin, USA fahren, zur nächsten Weltmeisterschaft und wieder wird er abräumen. Nur eine Kleinigkeit plagt ihn, denn dafür hat er – noch – keine Idee: Wo um aller Herrgottskäseradln Willen stellt er bloß die nächsten ‚Goldenen‘ hin…
Right here’s Everybody Donald Trump Insulted on Twitter in 2017 (Pictures)
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Right here’s Everybody Donald Trump Insulted on Twitter in 2017 (Pictures)
From fellow politicians to Oscar winners and musicians, President Donald Trump casts a large internet in his web insultery.
On Jan. 2, Trump tweeted, “Chicago homicide price is report setting – four,331 taking pictures victims with 762 murders in 2016. If Mayor cannot do it he should ask for Federal assist!”The swipe at Emanuel allowed Trump to take a shot each at an elected Democratic Mayor, and his predecessor (for whom Rahm served as Chief of Workers.)
Senate Minority Chief Chuck Schumer
On Might 9, Trump tweeted, “Cryin’ Chuck Schumer acknowledged just lately, “I shouldn’t have confidence in him (James Comey) any longer.” Then acts so indignant. #draintheswamp”
The Senate Minority chief has develop into a frequent critic of — and thus a frequent goal for — Trump
On Feb. three, Trump tweeted, “Sure, Arnold Schwarzenegger did a very unhealthy job as Governor of California and even worse on the Apprentice…however at the least he tried laborious!The terminator has had some powerful phrases for Trump and so the president hit again the place it hurts — Schwarzenegger’s scores for “The Apprentice” (which he briefly hosted).
On Jan. 9, Trump tweeted, “Meryl Streep, probably the most over-rated actresses in Hollywood, does not know me however attacked final evening on the Golden Globes.
Streep had some alternative phrases for Trump throughout her speech on the Golden Globes and the president seen.
Rep. John Lewis
On Jan. 14, Trump tweeted, “Congressman John Lewis ought to spend extra time on fixing and serving to his district, which is in horrible form and falling aside…”
The Congressman vowed to boycott Trump’s inauguration, infuriating the newly elected president.
On Jan. 26, Trump tweeted, “Ungrateful TRAITOR Chelsea Manning, who ought to by no means have been launched from jail, is now calling President Obama a weak chief. Horrible!”
Trump, it appears, was not a fan of President Obama’s choice to commute Manning’s sentence.
Sen. Richard Blumenthal
On Feb. 9, Trump tweeted, “Sen. Richard Blumenthal, who by no means fought in Vietnam when he stated for years he had (main lie), now misrepresents what Decide Gorsuch informed him?”
Blumenthal is a close to fixed presence on MSNBC criticizing Trump — so this counterpunch was just about inevitable.
On Feb. 12, Trump tweeted, “I do know Mark Cuban effectively. He backed me big-time however I wasn’t keen on taking all of his calls. He is not good sufficient to run for president!”Cuban, a fellow billionaire and Hillary Clinton ally has made some extent of getting beneath Trump’s pores and skin all through 2017.
DNC Chairman Thomas Perez
On Feb. 25, Trump tweeted, “Congratulations to Thomas Perez, who has simply been named Chairman of the DNC. I couldn’t be happier for him, or for the Republican Celebration!
Nothing private right here, only a little bit of trolling
On March four, Trump tweeted:
“How low has President Obama gone to tapp my telephones throughout the very sacred election course of. That is Nixon/Watergate. Unhealthy (or sick) man!”
Trump went simpler on his predecessor general in 2017 — however he did not’ fully overlook about him.
NBC Information Reporter David Kay Johnston
On March 15, Trump tweeted,
“Does anyone actually consider reporter, who no one ever heard of, “went to his mailbox” and located my tax returns? @NBCNews FAKE NEWS!”
Johnston — who obtained a uncommon subtweet from Trump — appeared on MSNBC with Rachel Maddow to debate a portion of the president’s 2005 tax return.
On March 15, Trump tweeted, “Are you able to think about what the outcry could be if @SnoopDogg, failing profession and all, had aimed and fired the gun at President Obama? Jail time!” The President apparently did not look after a music video Snoop made through which the rapper seemingly shoots a faux Donald Trump.
Freedom Caucus Representatives
On March 30, Trump tweeted, “If @RepMarkMeadows, @Jim_Jordan and @Raul_Labrador would get on board we might have each nice healthcare and large tax cuts & reform.”
As negotiations over the GOP effort to repeal Obamacare dragged on, Trump usually educated his ire on the recalcitrant Republican Freedom Caucus.
On April 1, Trump tweeted, “When will Sleepy Eyes Chuck Todd and @NBCNews begin speaking in regards to the Obama SURVEILLANCE SCANDAL and cease with the Pretend Trump/Russia story?”
Todd informed TheWrap he has no thought why Trump calls him Sleepy Eyes and says the president does not keep in mind both.
On April 18, Trump tweeted, “Democrat Jon Ossoff could be a catastrophe in Congress. VERY weak on crime and unlawful immigration, unhealthy for jobs and needs greater taxes. Say NO.”
Trump campaigned laborious for Ossoff’s rival in Georgia’s particular congressional election, Republican Karen Handel (she received).
On Might 10, Trump tweeted, “James Comey might be changed by somebody who will do a much better job, bringing again the spirit and status of the FBI.”
Trump fired FBI Director James Comey in Might and has been indignant at him ever since.
On Might 31, Trump tweeted, “Kathy Griffin must be ashamed of herself. My youngsters, particularly my 11 12 months outdated son, Barron, are having a tough time with this. Sick!”
Griffin took huge incoming hearth after a photograph of her holding a mannequin of Donald Trump’s severed head went viral for all of the improper causes.
“Crooked” Hillary Clinton
Trump has mocked Hillary loads of occasions, however just lately on November 18, Trump tweeted, “Crooked Hillary Clinton is the worst (and largest) loser of all time. She simply can’t cease, which is so good for the Republican Celebration. Hillary, get on along with your life and provides it one other strive in three years!”Not a lot rationalization wanted right here. Trump bested “Crooked” Hillary in 2016 and appears intent on reminding us with no end in sight and ever.
On June 5, Trump tweeted, “Pathetic excuse by London Mayor Sadiq Khan who needed to assume quick on his “no motive to be alarmed” assertion. MSM is working laborious to promote it!”
When terrorism strikes London, the town’s Muslim mayor, Sadiq Khan, usually finds himself in Trump’s crosshairs.
On June 13, Trump tweeted,
“A.G. Lynch made legislation enforcement choices for political functions…gave Hillary Clinton a free cross and safety. Completely unlawful!”Lynch took a widely-criticized social assembly with Invoice Clinton at an airport throughout the 2016 marketing campaign and Trump has been complaining about it ever since.
Joe Scarborough and Mika “Bleeding Face” Brzezinski
On June 29, Trump tweeted,
“I heard poorly rated @Morning_Joe speaks badly of me (do not watch anymore). Then how come low I.Q. Loopy Mika, together with Psycho Joe, got here o Mar-a-Lago three nights in a row round New Yr’s Eve, and insisted on becoming a member of me. She was bleeding badly from a face-lift. I stated no!”Extensively thought of one among Trump’s nastiest burns, the president was doubtless incensed by one thing the pair stated on “Morning Joe.”
On July 25, Trump tweeted,”Lawyer Basic Jeff Classes has taken a VERY weak place on Hillary Clinton crimes (the place are E-mails & DNC server) & Intel leakers!”
Trump went via a tough patch along with his Lawyer Basic and has lengthy been cranky about Session’s choice to recuse himself from the Russia probe.
On July 25, Trump tweeted,
“Drawback is that the performing head of the FBI & the individual accountable for the Hillary investigation, Andrew McCabe, obtained $700,000 from H for spouse!”Donations made to Hillary Clinton by the spouse of the FBI’s then performing chief did not sit effectively with Trump.
Sen. Lisa Murkowski
On July 26, Trump tweeted.
“Senator @lisamurkowski of the Nice State of Alaska actually let the Republicans, and our nation, down yesterday. Too unhealthy!”
Murkowski helped kill Trump’s dream to repeal Obamacare and the president needed to let her know the way upset he was. However don’t fret — she voted in favor of the tax lower invoice just some months later.
Sen. Mitch McConnell
On August 24, Trump tweeted,
“The one downside I’ve with Mitch McConnell is that, after listening to Repeal & Exchange for 7 years, he failed! That ought to NEVER have occurred!”
On August 14, Trump tweeted
“Now that Ken Frazier of Merck Pharma has resigned from President’s Manufacturing Council,he could have extra time to LOWER RIPOFF DRUG PRICES!”
Sen. Lindsey Graham
On August 17, Trump tweeted:”Publicity searching for Lindsey Graham falsely acknowledged that I stated there’s ethical equivalency between the KKK, neo-Nazis & white supremacists. and other people like Ms. Heyer. Such a disgusting lie. He simply cannot overlook his election trouncing. The individuals of South Carolina will keep in mind!”Graham has often calmly criticized Trump and the president does not admire it
Sen. Jeff Flake
On August 17, Trump tweeted:”Nice to see that Dr. Kelli Ward is operating in opposition to Flake Jeff Flake, who’s WEAK on borders, crime and a non-factor in Senate. He is poisonous!”
Flake has develop into the president hardest GOP critic within the Senate and Trump has not shied from giving it proper again. Guess who voted for Trump’s tax invoice a couple of months later.
On August 24, Trump tweeted:”James Clapper, who famously obtained caught mendacity to Congress, is now an authority on Donald Trump. Will he present you his lovely letter to me?”
Clapper has develop into a daily on MSNBC bashing Trump — which the president has seen
Sen. Bob Corker
On August 25, Trump tweeted:
“Unusual assertion by Bob Corker contemplating that he’s consistently asking me whether or not or not he ought to run once more in ’18. Tennessee not pleased!”
Trump and Corker have traded more and more nasty barbs on Twitter in latest months
Sen. Bernie Sanders
On September 14, Trump tweeted:
“Bernie Sanders is pushing laborious for a single payer healthcare plan – a curse on the U.S. & its individuals.”
Trump did not need anybody to overlook he emotions about Sanders or his ideas about single payer well being care.
Sen. Rand Paul
On September 20, Trump tweeted:
“Rand Paul is a good friend of mine however he’s such a unfavourable power relating to fixing healthcare. Graham-Cassidy Invoice is GREAT! Ends Ocare!”
Paul — thought near Trump — had been a recalcitrant power within the GOP quest to repeal Obamacare.
Sen. John McCain
On September 23, Trump tweeted:
“John McCain by no means had any intention of voting for this Invoice, which his Governor loves. He campaigned on Repeal & Exchange. Let Arizona down!”
McCain’s thumbs down vote killed Obamacare repeal and Trump has been cranky about it ever since. McCain later voted for the tax lower invoice, so perhaps it is all good between them now.
Carmen Yulin Cruz
On September 30, Trump tweeted:
“The Mayor of San Juan, who was very complimentary only some days in the past, has now been informed by the Democrats that you just should be nasty to Trump. Such poor management skill by the Mayor of San Juan, and others in Puerto Rico, who usually are not in a position to get their staff to assist. They need all the pieces to be performed for them when it must be a group effort. 10,000 Federal staff now on Island doing a unbelievable job”
Cruz criticized Trump’s dealing with of hurricanes in Puerto Rico and the president shot proper again
On October 10, Trump tweeted:
“With Jemele Hill on the mike, it’s no surprise ESPN scores have “tanked,” in actual fact, tanked so badly it’s the discuss of the business”
The ESPN host referred to as Trump a “white supremacist” and issues went downhill from there.
Rep. Frederica Wilson
On October 19, Trump tweeted:
“The Pretend Information goes loopy with wacky Congresswoman Wilson(D), who was SECRETLY on a really private name, and gave a complete lie on content material!”
Wilson stated she was within the automobile when Trump disrespected the spouse of a fallen U.S. solider. Trump furiously denied it.
On October 27, Trump tweeted:
“Wacky & completely unhinged Tom Steyer, who has been combating me and my Make America Nice Once more agenda from starting, by no means wins elections!”
Steyer purchased an add calling for Trump’s impeachment and ran it throughout “Fox & Pals” — sufficient stated.
Sen. Elizabeth Warren
On November three, Trump tweeted:
“Pocahontas simply acknowledged that the Democrats, lead by the legendary Crooked Hillary Clinton, rigged the Primaries! Lets go FBI & Justice Dept.”
Trump not often misses an opportunity to name out Warren along with his favourite nickname for her. The explanations have been quite a few.
Sgt. Bowe Bergdahl
On November three, Trump tweeted:
“The choice on Sergeant Bergdahl is an entire and whole shame to our Nation and to our Navy.”
Trump was by no means a fan of Bergdahl, who fell into Taliban fingers beneath questionable circumstances. This tweet was protesting the choice to spare him jail time.
On November 7, Trump tweeted:
“Ralph Northam will permit crime to be rampant in Virginia. He’s weak on crime, weak on our GREAT VETS, Anti-Second Modification.”
As in Georgia with Jon Ossoff, Trump went laborious in opposition to the democratic candidate in Virginia’s gubernatorial race. This time he failed and Northam was victorious.
On November 7, Trump tweeted:
“Ed Gillespie labored laborious however didn’t embrace me or what I stand for. Don’t overlook, Republicans received four out of four Home seats, and with the financial system doing report numbers, we’ll proceed to win, even greater than earlier than!”
Although Trump campaigned laborious for Ed Gillespie in Virginia, when he misplaced the governor’s race to Ralph Northam, Trump threw him beneath the bus.
Kim Jong Un
On November 11, Trump tweeted:
“Why would Kim Jong-un insult me by calling me “outdated,” after I would NEVER name him “brief and fats?” Oh effectively, I strive so laborious to be his good friend – and perhaps sometime that can occur!”
Trump has ramped up the rhetoric with North Korea’s chief as each nations inch nearer to battle.
Sen. Al Franken
On November 16, Trump tweeted:
“The Al Frankenstien [sic] image is de facto unhealthy, speaks a thousand phrases. The place do his fingers go in footage 2, three, four, 5 & 6 whereas she sleeps?”
Regardless of his personal historical past of alleged sexual assault, Trump could not assist make enjoyable of Sen. Franken’s troubles with the identical concern.
On November 19, Trump tweeted:
“Now that the three basketball gamers are out of China and saved from years in jail, LaVar Ball, the daddy of LiAngelo, is unaccepting of what I did for his son and that shoplifting isn’t any huge deal. I ought to have left them in jail!”
Trump claimed credit score for getting Ball’s son out of a Chinese language jail, however then blasted him for being insufficiently grateful.
On November 29, Trump tweeted:
“So now that Matt Lauer is gone when will the Pretend Information practitioners at NBC be terminating the contract of Phil Griffin? And can they terminate low scores Joe Scarborough based mostly on the “unsolved thriller” that came about in Florida years in the past? Examine!”
Trump needed extra blood after NBC ousted Matt Lauer over sexual misconduct and educated his hearth on community chief Phil Griffin.
British Prime Minister Theresa Might
On November 29, Trump tweeted:
“PM Theresa @theresamay, don’t give attention to me, give attention to the damaging Radical Islamic Terrorism that’s happening inside the UK. We’re doing simply superb!”
Might blasted Trump’s choice to retweet a far-right British group and Trump informed her to thoughts her personal enterprise.
On December 2, Trump tweeted:
“Congratulations to @ABC Information for suspending Brian Ross for his horrendously inaccurate and dishonest report on the Russia, Russia, Russia Witch Hunt. Extra Networks and “papers” ought to do the identical with their Pretend Information!”
Trump gave Ross the enterprise for reporting inaccurate information about Michael Flynn.
On December eight, Trump tweeted:
“LAST factor the Make America Nice Once more Agenda wants is a Liberal Democrat in Senate the place we now have so little margin for victory already. The Pelosi/Schumer Puppet Jones would vote in opposition to us 100% of the time. He’s unhealthy on Crime, Life, Border, Vets, Weapons & Navy. VOTE ROY MOORE!”
Trump threw all his chips in for Roy Moore in Alabama, regardless of Moore being accused of sexual misconduct with minors. It did not work, and “puppet Jones” was triumphant.
On December 9, Trump tweeted:
“@DaveWeigel @WashingtonPost put out a phony photograph of an empty area hours earlier than I arrived @ the venue, w/ 1000’s of individuals outdoors, on their method in. Actual pictures now proven as I spoke. Packed home, many individuals unable to get in. Demand apology & retraction from FAKE NEWS WaPo”
The President was aggravated over a deceptive Tweet from Weigel which the reporter deleted and apologized for
Sen. Kirsten Gillibrand
On December 12, Trump tweeted:
“Light-weight Senator Kirsten Gillibrand, a complete flunky for Chuck Schumer and somebody who would come to my workplace “begging” for marketing campaign contributions not so way back (and would do something for them), is now within the ring combating in opposition to Trump. Very disloyal to Invoice & Crooked-USED!”
Gillibrand referred to as on Trump to resign over sexual misconduct allegations eliciting a predictable response
On December 23, Trump tweeted:
“How can FBI Deputy Director Andrew McCabe, the person in cost, together with leakin’ James Comey, of the Phony Hillary Clinton investigation (together with her 33,000 illegally deleted emails) be given $700,000 for spouse’s marketing campaign by Clinton Puppets throughout investigation?”
On December 23, Trump tweeted: “Keep in mind, the Republicans are 5-Zero in Congressional races this 12 months. In Senate, I stated Roy M would lose in Alabama and supported Massive Luther Unusual – and Roy misplaced. Virginia candidate was not a ‘Trumper,’ and he misplaced. Good Republican candidates will win BIG!”
Whereas Trump did help Luther Unusual within the Republican main, he later endorsed Moore — and campaigned actively for him in December’s particular election.
On December 28, Trump tweeted: “Self-importance Honest, which seems like it’s on its final legs, is bending over backwards in apologizing for the minor hit they took at Crooked H. Anna Wintour, who was all set to be Amb to Courtroom of St James’s & an enormous fundraiser for CH, is beside herself in grief & begging for forgiveness!”
have had a hard time drawing the last couple days so i drew some TAPP!Kokichis for pose practice
Would you do Korekiyo in f3? Match with Kokichi 👉👈
who wore it better
“So?” Kokichi’s voice slices through the comfortable silence between them.
“So,” Kiyo echoes back, still a bit lost to the standing mirror before them.
“So, what do you think! It’s definitely different for you,” Ouma chirps, pacing from side-to-side with arms outstretched. It both draws attention and keeps his balance; it takes effort to be flippant. “You sure you’re not gonna break out in hives from Olive Green Deficiency? It’s not like we’d really know!”
Kiyo turns to face him, blinking away the thoughts clouding his reflection. Kokichi steps back, smiling as much as ever. “I think it’s. Suitable. The cardigan is nice, it’s.” Soft, in a way that uniform was not. Kind, in a way withheld from you until now.
“Definitely in the ‘maybe’ pile, it is easier than the straightjackets, but DICE has got an aesthetic, you know? I still think you oughtta join once I’m recruiting again,” Kokichi leans on the wall, weight concentrated on his left arm. “, , I can look for a longer skirt, if it’s bothering y–”
They are equally surprised by the interjection for vastly different reasons.
“No, I mean. I’d like to wear this one. ‘Try something different’, yes?” Something you wouldn’t have been allowed t–
“'Course! That is why I said it,” Kokichi teases. He doesn’t skip a beat. “Besides, we’re totally twinning! No worries about people staring at you, they’ll be staring at us.”
Together. On the same level.
Is that not itself beautiful?
For this ask meme [AU Masterpost]
"I'm getting back into the swing of drawing TAPP comics, I'll start out this weird one with a relatively simple panel" ==> "I just learned a new neat lighting trick" ==> "Oops all painting"
I need to stop editing this at some point and I am semi-arbitrarily deciding that point is now. Also considering re-framing how I want to do this as a simplified panel entirely asdfghjkl;
(click for better quality, ID under the cut!)
nobody is sure exactly why they hang out, least of all the two of them
[Image ID: a digital comic drawn in all red-pink tones following Nagito Komaeda and Kokichi Oma at Hope’s Peak Academy, 20XX.
Panel One: Nagito stands left with a calm expression while an agitated Kokichi follows to the right, a bit behind as they walk down the hall between classes toward the viewer. They are respectively labelled “Just saw Hajime” and “(still) playing emotional chicken with Saihara”.
Panel Two: Kokichi smugly twirls a strand of hair around his finger, side-eyeing Nagito. “Hah, where the hell do people even get the idea we’re at all alike, Komaeda-chan? As if!”
Panel Three: A thoughtful Nagito stops to consider, pressing the forefinger of his robotic hand to his chin. “I suppose through a certain lens it kind of makes sense. You are the Ultimate Supreme Leader, correct?” In the foreground, Kokichi replies “last time I checked~”. In the background, however, we see his emotional response to Nagito’s question shove the speech balloon out of the way as it exclaims (in Oma’s head) “Damn right!”.
Panel Four: Nagito, unbothered, puts on a cheerful expression. “So, you’re just as Worthless as I am, Ouma!” The word “Worthless” is larger than the others, superimposed over Nagito’s face. A small arrow points to Nagito, stating “0 sarcasm detected”. Kokichi, in a sub-panel, smiles and tilts his head while one eye twitches. “what.”
Panel Five: Nagito, posed like Kokichi’s own mischievous sprite with his forefinger to his lips as he grins, begins to tear into Kokichi. “It’s not like you have a real talent. All you have is a set of mediocre, dubious “skills” spread too thin to be “talents” of their own. You’re only useful to push people with real futures toward their hopes. You’re a stepping stone too!”
Panels Five and Six are separated by a scene. The truth bullet interface, loaded with a crossbow arrow rather than a bullet, appears along the diagonal panel division. The fletching of the arrow is labelled “Dissociation to Cope”, with the implication being it will be shot at Kokichi in the style of a Class Trial. Kokichi stands over both panels with his back turned to the viewer. The topmost “X”-shaped stitch on his jacket is exaggerated and highlighted, as it crosses in the direct path of the arrow and gutter between panels.
Panel Six: The panel is spread into four distinct parts, separated by the figure of Kokichi with his back turned.
In the first, Kokichi uses lockpicks on a doorknob as three shadows (Shuichi, Himiko, and Tenko) wait in the background.
The second shows a close-up of a cork board and a string connecting two polaroids of indeterminate people. There are labels beneath each reading “(Wei)rd” on the left (Kiibo) and “Trust(worthy)” on the right (Shuichi). Between the two photos, Kokichi has written “Protag?” on the corkboard itself.
The third, smaller scene shows Shuichi standing at his podium during a class trial, depicted across from Kokichi. The back of Kokichi’s head is to the viewer. The figures are small enough Shuichi’s expression cannot be read.
The fourth scene shows a dying Kokichi lying on the hydraulic press in the Exisal Hangar, eyes closed and hands neatly folded on his shirtless, bloodied chest as he waits for it to close. The empty bottle of Strike-Nine Antidote lay on the ground beside the press.
Panel Seven: The scene returns to the school hallway. Nagito is shown in profile, while Kokichi is simplified in the background blankly staring at the ground. Nagito speaks up: “Ah, sorry. I still talk too much...”
Panel Eight: Kokichi takes out a lockpick, presumably hidden in his hair, with a “shhHING’ sound effect like a sword. His expression maintains a smile, but it has turned manic; there is no catch of light in his eyes as he stares at an offscreen-Nagito with a three-quarter view. Beside Kokichi, text reads: “DICE- murder No, maiming Yes” on one side and “So mean!” on the other. Kokichi says: “Alright, lucky-boy, how about a ten-step head start?” In an octagonal sub-panel, Nagito holds both hands in front of his chest in a placating gesture. He replies “fair....” with a withering look. End comic. End image ID.]
For this ask meme
Two different asks and I'm pretty sure separate anons, I hope this will suffice. Two more in the inbox -!
Click for higher quality! [AU Masterpost]
More Kokichi and Miu! I know K1-B0 is winning the poll but this made sense to me as a kind of preamble to that bit of exposition. Something about pieces of the people you've cared about staying with you.
So. Does Miu have a tattoo?
She's currently drawing it on with a marker every morning. Helps keep up morale while she focuses on building an entire android body from scratch. The machining on the parts alone is a pain in the ass, no matter how well you've mapped out the mechanisms. Hard to prototype with mostly-custom parts and very little patience.
An incomplete list of Kokichi's Room details under the cut:
This was during the game, for the record; his HPA room is also a mess, but it is a different kind of mess
The minimization of floorspace with wrappers and crumpled papers, despite his having a wastebasket, because they make noise when stepped on and it will be that much harder to try to kill him in his sleep
His contact case on the side table
Put up a drawing to hide his initial notes on the wall; he didn't fully realize they might be able to see him even in his room for a bit and then couldn't stop thinking about it
Books for Research Purposes and stray pencils, since even though he has a desk he usually lays on the floor to Scheme
Key stays in the desk drawer with miscellaneous junk he picks up around the school; he picks his lock open to keep tabs on whether or not anyone else has tried the same thing from the sound of the tumblers. this is why he's noticed miu's lock starting to fatigue
Tendency to Stack Things on Other Things (boxes, cup-stain on those boxes from setting drinks there while he draws on the floor, totes of miscellaneous items that make the room harder for not-him to navigate, beginnings of a Laundry Chair)
Probably sleeps in that chair more than the actual bed-he-does-not-make, thus it also being where he hoards soda from the cafeteria (it's right in front of the whiteboard, which isn't in frame but is there)
The horsehead goes under his pillow when he isn't there (unless he's presenting his room to be found after his possible death, of course, in which case adjacent his 'this-is-not-a-will' he also makes his bed)
Hides his monopad and a flashlight (flashback-light? unclear) in/next to the frame of his bed. Also snacks.
Mementos from each case and each killer, bold are canon:
Kaede's hairclips, the camera, the drone (offscreen), the last pictures of Rantaro
Kirumi's glove and the innertube (and those might be the piranhas in the white totes? i couldn't confirm)
One of Kiyo's many masks, the séance book, wax Rantaro
Gonta's glasses, a VR headset, the bottle of poison Miu tried to plant on him
No chapter five, since well. Well.
THOUGH the pattern has continued! In the form of Kaito's jacket, which he wears occasionally.
have you guys done the walking wake/iron leaves dens yet? bc i just ran the gauntlet to unlock 5-star raids and learned a glitch keeping some people from catching them is making gamefreak bring back the event at the end of next month, apparently, so. Good news?
I have so many WIPs and am nowhere near the headspace to complete them so here is some TAP-adjacent fluff. I just think Meowscarada (and Kingambit) is a foregone conclusion for Kokichi's team. And hey look, it's Bishop
Same anon who asked about Maki, absolutely love your take on it, and I love Kokichi's assumption that if something happened all of them would cover for Maki. Because really, why would he think anyone would ever side with him when they all stood back and watched him get strangled.
With reference to this ask
See, now you got me thinking
It's not the only time he's mouthed off this day by a long shot, but it is the one that finally reaches the upper limit on Maki's stress tolerance for Kokichi "This-World-Is-Mine" Ouma. Part of her is still convinced that, even if he isn't the mastermind, he's still dangerous, obviously, have you seen the lengths he'll go to for a bit? Do you want to be on the other end when it gets real? Part of her still has trouble reconciling there's no need to stay in Survival Mode anymore.
But this is probably the first time she's stopped and noticed the glassy vacancy in his eyes when he sees her approach. No more sass, no more fight. Not against Maki (she will be the end of him, after all, so says the back of his mind. She already was. He is a dead man walking, and her hand on his throat is just death reclaiming what it is owed.)
As the aspiring SHSL-Child Caregiver, seeing you have a terrified child pinned in place of the face of malice you expected is uh.
Kokichi, on the other hand, did not mean to let his mask slip off (and then crack against the floor tiles, always at least a bit chipped every time he tries to put it back on, to his dismay; how dare they see your genuine fear response) in front of his whole class, and is probably going to hide in his room about it to recalibrate.
And to process, since. Miu, Kiyo, and Kaito were all there the first time, and they didn't say anything then. So what changed? The world may never know.
[TAPP AU Masterpost]
Stop It. Get Some Help.
“I know you’re there, Momota. Not sure what part of ‘I-can-smell-deception-fifteen-miles-out’ you still aren’t getting.”
Kaito sighs, shoulders slumped as he slinks into Kokichi’s line of sight.
“Do you really have nothing better to do than stalk little ol’ me? Would it help if I set off a skylight every time your favorite damsel’s in distress? Everyone already knows about your hero complex, but I didn’t take you for an exhibitionist too,” Kokichi sneers, leaning on his cane. He twists his left hand around the grip idly.
“Damn it, Ouma, can you just let someone care about you for five minutes?”
“It was ONE TIME!” Kokichi shouts, a little shocked by the way his voice reverberates down the hall. It’s more than their class now. Eyes on him, eyes he doesn’t know; eyes he can verify are really there this time. They stare, and he stares back. Needlepoints of pain prick into his nerves, each momentary glance searing his spine. He shakes his head, rounding the corner, walking away. He would at least try to run, had he not just had a very unpleasant, very public reminder of why he shouldn’t. “I didn’t ask you to care about me.”
Kaito scoffs, picking up pace in pursuit. He never can leave well-enough alone, can he?
“Yeah, I know, you’d rather choke, threats’n scary noises. I’ve met you. And I can speak Kokichi well enough to know the closest translation of ‘maybe I can fall back on my friends occasionally’ seems to be 'I need you to kill me, Kaito, it’ll be great! Swearsies.'”
Ouma pauses, feigning deep thought. Both hands stay glued to the head of his cane; he shifts all his weight onto it, daring to lean forward. If it has to be there, he may as well make it a part of his mannerisms. He’d much rather look a top-hat and waistcoat away from vaudeville than vulnerable. It’s go big or go home, as they say, and it’s not like Class 79 even has that much choice anymore. He tilts his head, even without a curious finger to the corner of his lip.
“So mean, Momota-chan,” he frowns a bit too big for his face, nary a crease toward the eyes. Fake? Yes, but more importantly deliberate. “A real hero wouldn’t be so chipper! You’re supposed to get all Dark and Broody about it,” he shrugs, contempt dripping from every syllable. The mask of carefree indifference has flown from his face, and rather than pick up its scattered shards Kokichi decides to walk a little faster. Maybe if he rambles on enough, Kaito will lose interest and leave him be.
“About how deeply it damaged your soul, forever, to have to get blood on your hands, and how much Pain it puts you in to know you’ve taken a life, and once a quorum of girls and at least a good fourth of the guys are throwing themselves at you, THEN you can think about the monster you had to slay to make it happen. Haven’t you ever read a book? Ever? I seriously think it might not have happened, ever.”
Ouma glances to his side.
Kaito isn’t sure precisely when they took a turn in the opposite direction of their next class (and, in fact, towards a wing of the school that’s near-empty at this hour.) He is sure, however, it doesn’t matter in the slightest. “Aren’t you bored of that line yet?”
“Which one?” Kokichi asks, a small lilt at the end of the phrase covering up just how hard he’s breathing.
Not that Momota is doing any better. Dumbass.
“Harping on about exactly how stupid you think I am! Which is rich, by the way, considering I got tailored to advance space travel and they made you an actual clown,” he huffs, crossing his arms. Despite all better instincts telling him not to engage, maybe even to bail completely, Kaito Momota doubles down. He slides down the wall of the elevator’s enclave where Kokichi’s decided to set up shop, landing not five feet from the boy picking at the various stickers wrapped around his cane.
“You bet they did~!” Kokichi smiles as usual, though the mischief and malice are replaced with. With.
Something with a bitter aftertaste, the matching laugh clawing its way out from his throat.
“Certified Clown Around Town, thanks much. It’s good to be appreciated, you should try it sometime!” violet eyes widen, coming into focus for the first time this whole conversation exclusively to unnerve Kaito. It may have even worked a week ago, but now?
Now Kaito has seen what those eyes really look like as they stare death in the face. This is less than child’s play, as far as threats go. It would be insulting, really, had he not noticed that Kokichi only looks away to conceal how big his pupils have gotten. “Oh, I do. All the time.”
“Sidekicks are subordinates, they don’t count! Of course they’ll kiss the ground you walk on, they’re obsessed with you,” Kokichi huffs, this strangled nishishishishi into the side of his hand. “They wouldn’t put up with you otherwise!”
“… Co-dependent, maybe, but it’s not like that’s their fault.” Kaito sighs. The concession comes quickly; a peace offering in the form of self-awareness he’s been building lately.
“Yeah, 'cuz it’s yours~!” Kokichi cracks himself up, holding his forehead.
A flat palm turns into a fist, white at the knuckles. Eyes dulled, staring straight ahead, his voice comes to tremble. “But that’s a lie. At most you enable them, I think, which. There’s really nothin’ like the feeling of having your team here’n-now’n-all-together, is there?” He half-mumbles, not particularly concerned with being heard. “They need space. You are supposed to be the space expert, at least, so really we’ve got nobody better to play the part, do we.” Under his breath, he mouths: “I’d be a hypocrite, telling you not to chase that feeling.”
Kaito sits up a little bit straighter. It feels uncanny, seeing his friend so. Empty. Like a stage spot-lit before the set has been built, walking in on rehearsal while the actors still have their scripts in-hand. When Kokichi is lost in thought— genuinely lost in thought, without an escape route in mind— his ‘true’ self shines through a bit. It has only ever seemed cold, calculating, unfeeling in the split-second glances he’s caught through the crack in the wall of artifice between them, but the look on Kokichi’s face now, it’s… wistful. Longing. More human than Kaito wanted to admit to himself. The hangar was not a fluke. Kokichi Ouma, for all his insistence otherwise, is as much a scared, lonely kid as any of them.
Now they have to find a way to live with that.
He does not know if the people Kokichi misses are out there, somewhere, in that wide, wild world outside. He does not know if they ever existed. He is certain that Kokichi doesn't want to.
A long silence passes between them.
Kaito Momota, Luminary of the Stars and typically-reasonably-punctual student, half-considers taking Kokichi by the shoulder, helping him up, and walking them both back to class. Really, he thinks to himself. What was he even doing out here—
Of course, then he takes a look at Kokichi, and that plan is instantly scrapped.
“Kichi. Hey, Kokichi. You okay, dude?”
Of course not, but it feels wrong not to ask.
" 'o’wway," he mumbles, voice hitching, shoulders heaving with the slightest breath. Rather than merely distant, his eyes seem glassy, too used to this by now to show anything but numb.
“Hell no! Kichi, are you— stupid question, damn it, where were you going?” Kaito will never hear the end of it if Kokichi wakes up outside one of his 'safe zone’s. Kokichi, at least, takes a good few seconds too long to register first the question, then that Kaito noticed enough of his habits to ask.
“Dorm,” comes the answer, too meek not to have an immediate backpedal to re-assert himself. Yet here we are.
“Wh— Kichi the dorms aren’t anywhere close to here, did you f—”
“I TOOK A WRONG TURN!” Kokichi screams, the sound bouncing from wall-to-wall of this abandoned corridor. He crosses his arms over his head, face blocked by his elbows. "ALRIGHT? I just, wanted, to get where people aren’t, and I shortcut through here all the time even if it's a longer walk because nobody’s in my way, and then you show up —!"
The tears pricking the corners of his eyes look unnatural on him. They seem real, haphazard and unintentional, a byproduct of Too Much happening at once. Kaito is the only witness. Even that, to Kokichi, is too much.
“Okay. Okay, got it, I’ll take off in a minute, just hang on. I’ll get you to Tsumiki, she’ll know what to—”
Well. That settles that.
“ 'm not, fucking, I-I-I-don’t need you, Momota,” he heaves as he suddenly insists on climbing back up to standing, slamming the elevator button with the base of his palm. “Will you quit babysitting me if I pinkie swear not to do anything stupid? …Unless it’s really funny?”
Kokichi does not wait for an answer, practically throwing himself into the elevator and pressing the ‘Close Door’ button as hard as he can. Naturally, the door takes its sweet time closing, Kaito trailing behind the boy.
Unsurprising. Still, he’s a little disappointed.
The door shuts before them with a solid k-Klang. Even fully expecting it, Ouma winces a little. To his mild shock, Kaito does too.
“… H-eh. You’re just that dedicated to playing hooky with me, huh Momo-chan?” Kokichi smiles, and it is obviously forced. But it’s no longer Kaito he’s trying to convince, is it?
Oh good, he’s Momo-chan again. Step in the right direction. “Hmm, maybe. I take my job very seriously now, SHSL Babysitter’s got to play the part.”
Wrong thing to say, apparently, a crestfallen Ouma smashing every floor button on the control panel with a swipe of his hand. This should be a while.
“What! You started it, are you going to get on my case about being ‘clever enough to come up with your own jokes’ next, or something?” Kaito shrugs, rolling his eyes as he leans against the wall of the elevator. “Shuichi and Maki-Roll will have notes, so. You’ve got me captive. Revenge is right there.”
“It’s a joke to you?”
Kokichi sounds too small. Disbelief creeps in, tinging the words with the reek of honest confusion, of dread.
The incessant ding! vv-ack, vAHvUmp, whrrrr… ding! of an elevator systematically checking every, single, floor of the building for a new occupant is even worse than the thick silence between them. Blissfully, nobody walks on.
Kaito is the one to break the tension.
“… Yeah? I mean, that you’d need a babysitter, the whole. That shit’s as real as mine, and it’s not fun, it’s a couple steps too far to heckle you for that.”
Kokichi looks as though he could spit in his face and at least try to crush him under the heel of a light-up tennis shoe. “Liar.”
“Which word didn’t you understand?”
“The only one y— lie about what! Has anyone been giving you shit for it, seriously? I’ll punch’em!”
"See?" says Ouma, explaining nothing.
Well. Until the clueless look on Momota’s face chips at him enough to admit, “I see what you’re doing here. You, my guy, are caught up in some classic double-think. It’s a breed of lie powerful enough to snare you no matter how smart you are, if you aren’t careful.”
Kaito opens his mouth to object, but. Seeing the floor number tick over with its high-pitched 'ding!', he decides there might be some benefit to playing along after all.
“… You’ve really never…?” Kokichi’s brow furrows, leaning his right shoulder heavily against the wall. He does not let his back touch the metal. “It’s when you’re convinced to believe two things that directly contradict each other at the same time. Usually it’s a side-effect of propaganda, indoctrinating people into the Ideology of Whatever and all that, squash any questions before they’re asked. But you can totally do it with petty stuff too!”
Kaito looks him up and down. “You might be the only guy I know that’s actually bothered to read that book,” he halfheartedly laughs, in desperate want of a distraction.
“Mm, not at all, Momo-chan! Why would I bore myself with a dull, super-grody old book with a bunch of questionable bits from just after the second time the world shit itself within a century, a book that codified a lot about how people talk about political machinations and just the idea of a surveillance state, let alone the nightmarish panopticon we trade ourselves for now because they’re occasionally kind of fun! The screens couldn’t actually see you back when he wrote about it, Kaito. And you know what people did?”
Kaito, holding an arm out for a Kokichi that both A) takes it to re-balance himself and B) is very put out that he has to take it to re-balance himself, speaks matter-of-factly where Ouma cuts the rope on the rant. “Absolutely f–”
“They did ABSOLUTELY FUCKALL, KAITO, path of least resistance, going along with the rules of a game they did not mean to get into, but they also failed to stop, and they had to just sit and take it. None of it mattered. Even, when they thought they got out, n-none of it…” Hic.
The elevator door opens, landing the pair on the rooftop level. Only the sound of the wind rustling plant life around the greenhouse greets them up here, bright blue sky stinging both of their eyes emerging from the soft incandescent light of the elevator.
The real sky, this time. No LCD panels in sight.
“Mm-hmm. No need for an Ultimate Supreme Leader, whatever that means anymore, to look into somethin’ like that.”
Kaito lets the thought conclude, a little guilty now for bringing it up. For running away from what’s uncomfortable to know, again. Like a coward. We’re both cowards.
“That’s all you have to say?”
“What do you expect me to say?” Kaito shakes his head. “And you still haven’t answered me.”
“I’m headed. Right, here.” Ouma smirks, feet planted in the middle of the path.
“About the doublethink, Kichi, figured I should consult the expert.”
The boy considers this a moment, tapping his cane nervously when it should be helping him stand.
“… Come on, Kaito, you’re not totally braindead! It’s obvious.” Kokichi shrugs, or does his best to, closing his eyes and taking in real, fresh air, for the first time in [he doesn’t know how long. Too long.] Cheery as usual. Except… “You just look at yourself for a sec’n play spot-the-difference, Saihara’s probably got you cross-examined down to the bone! So what if you say that your sidekicks need to be more independent, it’s still more convenient to take their notes for granted while you go off on some Quest for all the Nothing it’ll net you. Heck, maybe you do want to care about the guy you voted for in every trial, just to send a message! But if you really think I’ll buy that you doubted for a second that this. Whatever this is, is anything but your self-aggrandizing attempt to convince yourself you’re still needed, you’ve got another thing coming.”
Kokichi laughs. Not his over-the-top Saturday-morning-supervillain Maniacal Laughter, but this subdued puff of air through his nose that nearly makes him choke. The only thing keeping him up (and awake) at this point, swaying as he may, appears to be pure adrenaline and spite. Kaito has to physically hold himself back from trying to catch Kokichi and carry him.
" ,,, Okay. Maybe I. Do, like to feel needed. That’s the truth. That doesn’t mean that’s all, Kichi, things are always more complicated than that."
Kokichi’s eyes narrow, pouring over Kaito’s features for any trace of insincerity. Considering how blurry his vision is getting, it doesn’t really help.
“You know what?” Kokichi interjects. “You’re right!”
“… I’m right?”
“Of course you are! Silly Momo-chan, you’re a literal rocket scientist, after all, and it’s not like a confluence of factors’ll get past someone that sharp! But it’s not like those factors are ' more complicated than that’, not really. Even an idiot would notice I’m struggling just to exist half the time! That I am small, and I am fragile, and I might keel over if the wind blows too hard, that I wasn’t supposed to be here, or be anywhere besides splattered between two metal slabs locked together for eternity, I’m weak, Kaito Momota, and you’re a damn vulture that just can’t let this broken bird be, now can you?”
That smile. That face, the Kokichi he still sees in his nightmares re-emerges, expression cast in shadow by the halo of the sun overhead. Of course he’s been flippant with his health, with himself. Of course it took a few weeks of trial and error for him to finally relent, get a cane, and of course he immediately took a shine to bruising shins with it. It doesn’t matter to him, because Kokichi Ouma considers himself a wraith bound to haunt this school. Because Kokichi Ouma is and should be dead.
“… wasn’t winning enough for you?”
The question is so soft it aches in his chest. A pain to give. A pain to receive.
The thin, curling leaves of a peach tree overhead rustle in the wind.
Kaito turns around.
“Alright. You know where to find me.”
They are both well aware that, wherever that place may be, there was no chance of Ouma getting there any time soon.
Kaito does not look back. He does not leave, either.
“S-So mean, Momo-chan,” Kokichi laughs, its latter half morphing into a sob. “A-At least be mad at me. Yell at me. Something, I’m Liar Supreme! King of the Shitheads! Can’t I at least keep that?”
Kaito sighs. “I didn’t win, Kichi. Not the game. Not even against the obstacle they made you into, let alone you. I-I.” Kaito reaches for better, clearer words, but he settles for close-enough. “I didn’t know, that you felt that way. And maybe you’ll believe me, maybe you won’t, but. I don’t, see you like that. I wanna say you’re one of the strongest guys I’ve ever met, but you are absolutely gonna call me out on that, so let’s go with. Resilient. That fair?”
Tears soaking into the dirt below, Kokichi steps with his cane to slowly get himself back in Kaito’s line of sight. “That’s. Definitely a new one.”
“And exactly the kind of thing you want in a leader. Or. I would. You roll with the punches like nothing I’ve ever seen! You got a concussion, then punched, shot twice, bled out, got poisoned, and the only thing that could put you down had to crush you completely just so you wouldn’t pick right back up! That’s gotta be at least a couple reasonable places to die, and you didn’t, just to stick it to the killing game. Legendary levels of petty. Honestly, Kichi, I probably could walk away and know that you’d be fine, because you’re you. You scrape by like that. I just think you shouldn’t have to. I need to get better at listening when I hear ‘no’, but. You need to know I won’t think any less of you if you say anything else. Okay?”
Kokichi nods. His face is buried in his scarf; saying the word yes out loud is still a bit beyond him, for the moment. So is ‘letting Kaito see his face while he processes possibly the nicest thing anyone has ever said to him’. Rather than force himself to speak in the watery, weeping tone he loathes when he lacks the careful control to turn it off at will, he lunges forward.
Kokichi hugs Kaito as tightly as he can.
“… Holy shit, Kichi, how long has it been this bad?” Kaito gasps, only now permitted to see that, while he knew Kokichi was having a bad snit, he’s likely going to actually faint once the adrenaline wears off.
“Been worse,” the boy shrugs into Kaito’s side. He’s been at least vaguely aware he was going to crash for a while, now, doing his best to push it out of his mind.
To lie to himself that he isn’t scared.
“Momo-chan?” Kokichi asks, the fight fading from his voice. Kaito taps his shoulder to acknowledge so that Kokichi can keep his eyes shielded from the light. “Can we see some stars? This one’s too, too try-hard, y. Yeah?”
Kaito, for a moment, is flummoxed. Stars? It’s mid-afternoon, what could you possibly—
His lab. The astrophysics lab, on the roof, in the observatory. Bound to be close enough to empty while it’s too bright to see anything.
A safe zone.
“Yeah,” Kokichi concedes with a whisper. “Please.”