wafflebot-masters-redemption

[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

At those words, they suddenly fall to their knees, wide-eyed with a blank stare. Wrapping themselves up in their robot arms, it looks like they're... Crying?

"I... Friends...? My only friends are humans... All the cookies I thought I could trust, I... My parents didn't really love me... Everything was gone when I woke... The ones who took me in abandoned me when I failed... Just like before... I've been in so many of these deadly situations... I don't know whether to beg for mercy or be glad I'm meeting the end of this... This hellhole of a life...! Haahh... Just..."

Poor thing...

...Someone's Here...

You had been out doing who knows what, when you eventually passed by a more sketchy part of town. Maybe not a great idea, but then you heard laughter coming from a dark alleyway. Just quiet giggles at first, but then it eventually evolved into manic, jittery laughter. By this point, your interest had been piqued, so you decided to take a look inside the alley, and what you saw... was shocking.

There was a young man in a straightjacket, covered in blood. He was wearing a mouth guard, presumably to protect someone from biting and spitting. One half of his face was adorned with a black mask and a distinct red eye mark, while the other half contained only a red eye that seemed out of place on this man. Once you had noticed all this, the laughter suddenly stopped as an eerie, sing-song voice called out to you.

"Come out, come out, wherever you areeeeee~" he cooed, standing up, curiously without the use of his arms. His movements all seem very whimsical and creepy, purely because he never even tries to use his arms for this, as any sane person would. Without warning, he suddenly begins heading for you. What do you do?

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[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

They just. Hug his ankle. They can be so precious around a friend.

Your Supreme Leader Returns!

As the camera flickers to life, a young man sits before you in a hospital bed with some bandages wrapped around his hands, wrists, and neck, and some gauze padded over his cheek.

He takes a deep breath before speaking to you, eyes beginning to well with tears.

"H-Hi, everyone! I'm... Kokichi Ouma... um... I was on Danganronpa! I think that's how most people know me... Ah... S-Sorry. I just woke up, so I'm still adjusting... Um, forgive me if I mess up! I'm having some difficulty seeing properly and I don't always hear everything right... So as much as I don't deserve it, please... be patient with me. Gosh, this is harder than I imagined..."

He looks somewhere off-screen, closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and then looks back at you with determination.

"Since I'm finally back, think you could gimme a promo? If... my group is real... I want it to reach them that I'm okay..."

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[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

No thank you. Not today. Nope. They fled as fast as their little legs could take them, not willing to deal with something as creepy as this.

...Someone's Here...

You had been out doing who knows what, when you eventually passed by a more sketchy part of town. Maybe not a great idea, but then you heard laughter coming from a dark alleyway. Just quiet giggles at first, but then it eventually evolved into manic, jittery laughter. By this point, your interest had been piqued, so you decided to take a look inside the alley, and what you saw... was shocking.

There was a young man in a straightjacket, covered in blood. He was wearing a mouth guard, presumably to protect someone from biting and spitting. One half of his face was adorned with a black mask and a distinct red eye mark, while the other half contained only a red eye that seemed out of place on this man. Once you had noticed all this, the laughter suddenly stopped as an eerie, sing-song voice called out to you.

"Come out, come out, wherever you areeeeee~" he cooed, standing up, curiously without the use of his arms. His movements all seem very whimsical and creepy, purely because he never even tries to use his arms for this, as any sane person would. Without warning, he suddenly begins heading for you. What do you do?

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[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

They nod, mumbling something to themself about the Vanilla Kingdom, magichanical engineering... Something like that. Their gaze flutters around, familiarizing themself with the faces around them. Though they do feel a little nervous seeing so many humans, it's a bit reassuring knowing that half couldn't hurt them and most wouldn't even try.

Mournful Promo?

"Oh, look... I got it..." the voice that came over the camera was monotone, quivering with almost every syllable it spoke. The camera flickers to life to reveal three very depressed-looking people who seem to be young adults at the most. Behind them are two young men and one young woman, each staring longingly at one of the three in the foreground. "Hey, everyone. I'm Shuichi Saihara," one of them introduced himself, already sounding annoyed at the very prospect of doing this. "You probably know me from that awful show. Whatever you do, don't mention that."

"Yeah..." one of the girls beside him agrees. This girl has another young woman with dark ponytails and a blue and white sailor uniform with a large green hairbow looking at her sadly. Said young woman appears to be bleeding from the throat and looking at the other girl dreamily. "I'm Himiko Yumeno... The former Ultimate Magician..." she trails off, quickly adding onto that statement, "at least, that's what they used to call me..." The girl staring at her seemed to frown hearing her downcast, depressing statements.

"Maki Harukawa," the final girl says, one of the two young men in the background looking at her with a fond, proud smile, despite an underlying show of sorrow in his eyes. "Yeah, they called me the Ultimate Assassin. Take it to heart and don't get yourself killed." She certainly seems defensive, huh? Yeesh.

The man, Shuichi, with the amethyst colored eyes of the other young man in the background fixed on him, despite being so cloudy, sighs to himself. "I won't sugarcoat it. Our therapist suggested this," he says bluntly, the tiredness in his voice and face plain for the world to see. "Just... Just give us a promo, yeah? Please..."

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[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

Strawberry Crepe gives a silent nod, clearly trying not to make this awkward for the living humans. Honestly, who could blame them?

Mournful Promo?

"Oh, look... I got it..." the voice that came over the camera was monotone, quivering with almost every syllable it spoke. The camera flickers to life to reveal three very depressed-looking people who seem to be young adults at the most. Behind them are two young men and one young woman, each staring longingly at one of the three in the foreground. "Hey, everyone. I'm Shuichi Saihara," one of them introduced himself, already sounding annoyed at the very prospect of doing this. "You probably know me from that awful show. Whatever you do, don't mention that."

"Yeah..." one of the girls beside him agrees. This girl has another young woman with dark ponytails and a blue and white sailor uniform with a large green hairbow looking at her sadly. Said young woman appears to be bleeding from the throat and looking at the other girl dreamily. "I'm Himiko Yumeno... The former Ultimate Magician..." she trails off, quickly adding onto that statement, "at least, that's what they used to call me..." The girl staring at her seemed to frown hearing her downcast, depressing statements.

"Maki Harukawa," the final girl says, one of the two young men in the background looking at her with a fond, proud smile, despite an underlying show of sorrow in his eyes. "Yeah, they called me the Ultimate Assassin. Take it to heart and don't get yourself killed." She certainly seems defensive, huh? Yeesh.

The man, Shuichi, with the amethyst colored eyes of the other young man in the background fixed on him, despite being so cloudy, sighs to himself. "I won't sugarcoat it. Our therapist suggested this," he says bluntly, the tiredness in his voice and face plain for the world to see. "Just... Just give us a promo, yeah? Please..."

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[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

Shuichi's voice snaps them out of it, and they awkwardly glance aside, avoiding eye contact.

"Sorry... I wasn't looking at you. You wouldn't understand if I told you what I was staring at anyway..."

Even so, their gaze traces back to Kokichi, with a look that says, "I know you know we both know what's going on, and I'm in disbelief, honestly."

Mournful Promo?

"Oh, look... I got it..." the voice that came over the camera was monotone, quivering with almost every syllable it spoke. The camera flickers to life to reveal three very depressed-looking people who seem to be young adults at the most. Behind them are two young men and one young woman, each staring longingly at one of the three in the foreground. "Hey, everyone. I'm Shuichi Saihara," one of them introduced himself, already sounding annoyed at the very prospect of doing this. "You probably know me from that awful show. Whatever you do, don't mention that."

"Yeah..." one of the girls beside him agrees. This girl has another young woman with dark ponytails and a blue and white sailor uniform with a large green hairbow looking at her sadly. Said young woman appears to be bleeding from the throat and looking at the other girl dreamily. "I'm Himiko Yumeno... The former Ultimate Magician..." she trails off, quickly adding onto that statement, "at least, that's what they used to call me..." The girl staring at her seemed to frown hearing her downcast, depressing statements.

"Maki Harukawa," the final girl says, one of the two young men in the background looking at her with a fond, proud smile, despite an underlying show of sorrow in his eyes. "Yeah, they called me the Ultimate Assassin. Take it to heart and don't get yourself killed." She certainly seems defensive, huh? Yeesh.

The man, Shuichi, with the amethyst colored eyes of the other young man in the background fixed on him, despite being so cloudy, sighs to himself. "I won't sugarcoat it. Our therapist suggested this," he says bluntly, the tiredness in his voice and face plain for the world to see. "Just... Just give us a promo, yeah? Please..."

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[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

Strawberry Crepe Cookie goes silent, their blank cyan eyes fixated on the ghostly young man behind Shuichi. Cradled in their robot arms, they seem quite unnerved.

Mournful Promo?

"Oh, look... I got it..." the voice that came over the camera was monotone, quivering with almost every syllable it spoke. The camera flickers to life to reveal three very depressed-looking people who seem to be young adults at the most. Behind them are two young men and one young woman, each staring longingly at one of the three in the foreground. "Hey, everyone. I'm Shuichi Saihara," one of them introduced himself, already sounding annoyed at the very prospect of doing this. "You probably know me from that awful show. Whatever you do, don't mention that."

"Yeah..." one of the girls beside him agrees. This girl has another young woman with dark ponytails and a blue and white sailor uniform with a large green hairbow looking at her sadly. Said young woman appears to be bleeding from the throat and looking at the other girl dreamily. "I'm Himiko Yumeno... The former Ultimate Magician..." she trails off, quickly adding onto that statement, "at least, that's what they used to call me..." The girl staring at her seemed to frown hearing her downcast, depressing statements.

"Maki Harukawa," the final girl says, one of the two young men in the background looking at her with a fond, proud smile, despite an underlying show of sorrow in his eyes. "Yeah, they called me the Ultimate Assassin. Take it to heart and don't get yourself killed." She certainly seems defensive, huh? Yeesh.

The man, Shuichi, with the amethyst colored eyes of the other young man in the background fixed on him, despite being so cloudy, sighs to himself. "I won't sugarcoat it. Our therapist suggested this," he says bluntly, the tiredness in his voice and face plain for the world to see. "Just... Just give us a promo, yeah? Please..."

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[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

Pumpkin Pie: "C-calm down! I just ran off with Pompon..."

"I can confirm. Pastry was unwilling to let our investigation be delayed, so she chased Pumpkin Pie on her own."

Event: Killing Game

You woke up in a room you didn't recognize. It was a deep maroon color with several candy-themed decorations. The door to it led out to a similar-looking hallway lined with several other doors. Following the path the arrows in said hallway led to a room which, surprisingly, was filled with a crowd of human-sized cookies, all arguing amongst each other. One in particular stood on a stage, looking at the crowd shaking their head. They were the only one who appeared to notice you at the moment.

"Oh my... Seems I've gone and messed up yet another timeline. Not like it matters. This'll go just as smoothly with a bystander to see things out."

"Your king requests you stay five feet away from him at all times, Strawberry Crepe! Nobody trusts you, with you being a former Dark Cookie and all!

"Speaking of the Dark Cookies... Why did you ever leave us, you poor soul? Come back to us. It'll reward you in the future."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, SHUT UP! I'm already as stressed out as you are! I don't need you all harassing me!"

"I'm just sayin', if you wanna chat, I'm right here~"

"Leave me alone. Would you leave me alone?"

"Ohhh dear... Pompon and I don't like all this. Gatherings are more fun when everyone is nice to each other, don't you think?"

"Your words make me think that the both of you have forgotten that this gathering is not meant to be fun. And in such a short span of time, too... How sad."

A tall cookie in robes seems to notice you next.

"Oh! Oh... It seems we have an audience... This is embarrassing... Everyone's acting so rowdy and uncivilized..."

And just like that, everyone notes his words, and subsequently, your presence. What do you do now?

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[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

When they arrive, everyone is there except Pastry and Pumpkin Pie- and Clotted Cream seems absolutely terrified at their absence.

"W-where are those two....?"

Not a minute later, Pastry runs in, tripping over her own feet midway as she chases after Pumpkin Pie and Pompon. She gets up grasping her chest, clearly short of breath.

"Haaah... Haaaah... Why did you have to go and do that?"

"Haha, sorry! Just wanted to have some fun."

"Thank the Millennial Tree... I was worried."

Event: Killing Game

You woke up in a room you didn't recognize. It was a deep maroon color with several candy-themed decorations. The door to it led out to a similar-looking hallway lined with several other doors. Following the path the arrows in said hallway led to a room which, surprisingly, was filled with a crowd of human-sized cookies, all arguing amongst each other. One in particular stood on a stage, looking at the crowd shaking their head. They were the only one who appeared to notice you at the moment.

"Oh my... Seems I've gone and messed up yet another timeline. Not like it matters. This'll go just as smoothly with a bystander to see things out."

"Your king requests you stay five feet away from him at all times, Strawberry Crepe! Nobody trusts you, with you being a former Dark Cookie and all!

"Speaking of the Dark Cookies... Why did you ever leave us, you poor soul? Come back to us. It'll reward you in the future."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, SHUT UP! I'm already as stressed out as you are! I don't need you all harassing me!"

"I'm just sayin', if you wanna chat, I'm right here~"

"Leave me alone. Would you leave me alone?"

"Ohhh dear... Pompon and I don't like all this. Gatherings are more fun when everyone is nice to each other, don't you think?"

"Your words make me think that the both of you have forgotten that this gathering is not meant to be fun. And in such a short span of time, too... How sad."

A tall cookie in robes seems to notice you next.

"Oh! Oh... It seems we have an audience... This is embarrassing... Everyone's acting so rowdy and uncivilized..."

And just like that, everyone notes his words, and subsequently, your presence. What do you do now?

Tags: @the-real-kokichi-ouma @werewolf-makoto-naegi @ask-timid-makoto-naegi @human-monokuma @friendly-shroomies and anyone else!

[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

They snarl quietly to themself as they continue to walk. They hate loud noises.

I really don't know what to put in this exploration segment, so... Timeskip?

Event: Killing Game

You woke up in a room you didn't recognize. It was a deep maroon color with several candy-themed decorations. The door to it led out to a similar-looking hallway lined with several other doors. Following the path the arrows in said hallway led to a room which, surprisingly, was filled with a crowd of human-sized cookies, all arguing amongst each other. One in particular stood on a stage, looking at the crowd shaking their head. They were the only one who appeared to notice you at the moment.

"Oh my... Seems I've gone and messed up yet another timeline. Not like it matters. This'll go just as smoothly with a bystander to see things out."

"Your king requests you stay five feet away from him at all times, Strawberry Crepe! Nobody trusts you, with you being a former Dark Cookie and all!

"Speaking of the Dark Cookies... Why did you ever leave us, you poor soul? Come back to us. It'll reward you in the future."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, SHUT UP! I'm already as stressed out as you are! I don't need you all harassing me!"

"I'm just sayin', if you wanna chat, I'm right here~"

"Leave me alone. Would you leave me alone?"

"Ohhh dear... Pompon and I don't like all this. Gatherings are more fun when everyone is nice to each other, don't you think?"

"Your words make me think that the both of you have forgotten that this gathering is not meant to be fun. And in such a short span of time, too... How sad."

A tall cookie in robes seems to notice you next.

"Oh! Oh... It seems we have an audience... This is embarrassing... Everyone's acting so rowdy and uncivilized..."

And just like that, everyone notes his words, and subsequently, your presence. What do you do now?

Tags: @the-real-kokichi-ouma @werewolf-makoto-naegi @ask-timid-makoto-naegi @human-monokuma @friendly-shroomies and anyone else!

[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

Cotton checks the rules.

"Okay, so curfew time is 8:00! Right now it's 3, so that means we should have plenty of time!"

"Perfect. Alright, let's go."

With that, the groups split. The Dark Cookies depart with Red Velvet shooting a glare back to Clotted Cream before leaving, Cotton quickly bounces after the trio (aita for forgetting her?), the Ancients follow Pastry as she grasps Pumpkin Pie's hand tightly so as not to lose her, and Custard III runs quickly behind Clotted Cream, while Strawberry Crepe motions for Jawbreaker to follow them while standing in the hallway.

Event: Killing Game

You woke up in a room you didn't recognize. It was a deep maroon color with several candy-themed decorations. The door to it led out to a similar-looking hallway lined with several other doors. Following the path the arrows in said hallway led to a room which, surprisingly, was filled with a crowd of human-sized cookies, all arguing amongst each other. One in particular stood on a stage, looking at the crowd shaking their head. They were the only one who appeared to notice you at the moment.

"Oh my... Seems I've gone and messed up yet another timeline. Not like it matters. This'll go just as smoothly with a bystander to see things out."

"Your king requests you stay five feet away from him at all times, Strawberry Crepe! Nobody trusts you, with you being a former Dark Cookie and all!

"Speaking of the Dark Cookies... Why did you ever leave us, you poor soul? Come back to us. It'll reward you in the future."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, SHUT UP! I'm already as stressed out as you are! I don't need you all harassing me!"

"I'm just sayin', if you wanna chat, I'm right here~"

"Leave me alone. Would you leave me alone?"

"Ohhh dear... Pompon and I don't like all this. Gatherings are more fun when everyone is nice to each other, don't you think?"

"Your words make me think that the both of you have forgotten that this gathering is not meant to be fun. And in such a short span of time, too... How sad."

A tall cookie in robes seems to notice you next.

"Oh! Oh... It seems we have an audience... This is embarrassing... Everyone's acting so rowdy and uncivilized..."

And just like that, everyone notes his words, and subsequently, your presence. What do you do now?

Tags: @the-real-kokichi-ouma @werewolf-makoto-naegi @ask-timid-makoto-naegi @human-monokuma @friendly-shroomies and anyone else!

[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

((I am a fucking idiot.))

((I thought Tumblr was eating my drafts because of a shadowban, but it turns out I was accidentally saving them to my main blog. I'm so stupid. Goodbye, I'm gonna go yeet myself into the void now- /lh))

[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

"How'd he know my name...?"

"In any case... We should all split up into groups of at least three. That way nobody will be caught alone without a witness to their death."

"Excellent, Pastry Cookie. Alright. Red Velvet, Pomegranate, Dark Choco, and Affogato, you'll all be together. Cocoa, Parfait, and Kumiho, you'll be another group. Hollyberry, Pure Vanilla, and Pastry, you keep an eye on Pumpkin Pie. Custard III, Strawberry Crepe, and Jawbreaker, you're with me. Are we all in agreement with our groupings?"

Everyone else nods in agreement.

Event: Killing Game

You woke up in a room you didn't recognize. It was a deep maroon color with several candy-themed decorations. The door to it led out to a similar-looking hallway lined with several other doors. Following the path the arrows in said hallway led to a room which, surprisingly, was filled with a crowd of human-sized cookies, all arguing amongst each other. One in particular stood on a stage, looking at the crowd shaking their head. They were the only one who appeared to notice you at the moment.

"Oh my... Seems I've gone and messed up yet another timeline. Not like it matters. This'll go just as smoothly with a bystander to see things out."

"Your king requests you stay five feet away from him at all times, Strawberry Crepe! Nobody trusts you, with you being a former Dark Cookie and all!

"Speaking of the Dark Cookies... Why did you ever leave us, you poor soul? Come back to us. It'll reward you in the future."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, SHUT UP! I'm already as stressed out as you are! I don't need you all harassing me!"

"I'm just sayin', if you wanna chat, I'm right here~"

"Leave me alone. Would you leave me alone?"

"Ohhh dear... Pompon and I don't like all this. Gatherings are more fun when everyone is nice to each other, don't you think?"

"Your words make me think that the both of you have forgotten that this gathering is not meant to be fun. And in such a short span of time, too... How sad."

A tall cookie in robes seems to notice you next.

"Oh! Oh... It seems we have an audience... This is embarrassing... Everyone's acting so rowdy and uncivilized..."

And just like that, everyone notes his words, and subsequently, your presence. What do you do now?

Tags: @the-real-kokichi-ouma @werewolf-makoto-naegi @ask-timid-makoto-naegi @human-monokuma @friendly-shroomies and anyone else!

[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

"Mhm, I do recall seeing that..."

Strawberry Crepe holds a small device in their hands; an e-Handbook, it seems.

"Alright, I've got the map pulled up right here. We should split up, so we can cover more ground quicker."

"Good idea. However, we must be careful in how we divide the groups. After all, any one of us might be plotting murder at this very moment..."

"Anyone else feel that? It feels like someone's being paranoid again..."

"You shut your mouth, you evil bastard."

"You dare-!!!"

"P-please...! L-let's not fight...!"

Event: Killing Game

You woke up in a room you didn't recognize. It was a deep maroon color with several candy-themed decorations. The door to it led out to a similar-looking hallway lined with several other doors. Following the path the arrows in said hallway led to a room which, surprisingly, was filled with a crowd of human-sized cookies, all arguing amongst each other. One in particular stood on a stage, looking at the crowd shaking their head. They were the only one who appeared to notice you at the moment.

"Oh my... Seems I've gone and messed up yet another timeline. Not like it matters. This'll go just as smoothly with a bystander to see things out."

"Your king requests you stay five feet away from him at all times, Strawberry Crepe! Nobody trusts you, with you being a former Dark Cookie and all!

"Speaking of the Dark Cookies... Why did you ever leave us, you poor soul? Come back to us. It'll reward you in the future."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, SHUT UP! I'm already as stressed out as you are! I don't need you all harassing me!"

"I'm just sayin', if you wanna chat, I'm right here~"

"Leave me alone. Would you leave me alone?"

"Ohhh dear... Pompon and I don't like all this. Gatherings are more fun when everyone is nice to each other, don't you think?"

"Your words make me think that the both of you have forgotten that this gathering is not meant to be fun. And in such a short span of time, too... How sad."

A tall cookie in robes seems to notice you next.

"Oh! Oh... It seems we have an audience... This is embarrassing... Everyone's acting so rowdy and uncivilized..."

And just like that, everyone notes his words, and subsequently, your presence. What do you do now?

Tags: @the-real-kokichi-ouma @werewolf-makoto-naegi @ask-timid-makoto-naegi @human-monokuma @friendly-shroomies and anyone else!

[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

"Hey. Strawberry Crepe here. I need to make an announcement. Unfortunately, the mod has a bug going on on her end where all her new drafts get thrown into oblivion. So far they've only seen it happen with my blog, but they still don't know if it's happening on all their blogs or just mine. But still, it's bad. We'll keep you updated on this, but for now, goodbye."

[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

Event: Killing Game

You woke up in a room you didn't recognize. It was a deep maroon color with several candy-themed decorations. The door to it led out to a similar-looking hallway lined with several other doors. Following the path the arrows in said hallway led to a room which, surprisingly, was filled with a crowd of human-sized cookies, all arguing amongst each other. One in particular stood on a stage, looking at the crowd shaking their head. They were the only one who appeared to notice you at the moment.

"Oh my... Seems I've gone and messed up yet another timeline. Not like it matters. This'll go just as smoothly with a bystander to see things out."

"Your king requests you stay five feet away from him at all times, Strawberry Crepe! Nobody trusts you, with you being a former Dark Cookie and all!

"Speaking of the Dark Cookies... Why did you ever leave us, you poor soul? Come back to us. It'll reward you in the future."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, SHUT UP! I'm already as stressed out as you are! I don't need you all harassing me!"

"I'm just sayin', if you wanna chat, I'm right here~"

"Leave me alone. Would you leave me alone?"

"Ohhh dear... Pompon and I don't like all this. Gatherings are more fun when everyone is nice to each other, don't you think?"

"Your words make me think that the both of you have forgotten that this gathering is not meant to be fun. And in such a short span of time, too... How sad."

A tall cookie in robes seems to notice you next.

"Oh! Oh... It seems we have an audience... This is embarrassing... Everyone's acting so rowdy and uncivilized..."

And just like that, everyone notes his words, and subsequently, your presence. What do you do now?

Tags: @the-real-kokichi-ouma @werewolf-makoto-naegi @ask-timid-makoto-naegi @human-monokuma @friendly-shroomies and anyone else!

[wafflebot-masters-redemption]

"Mmm, I don't think you'll be getting out of killing, darling. Your first motive comes tomorrow, noon sharp! Don't be late, or you might receive punishment~! Upupu~..."

And with a twirl of her scissors, she's gone.

"Wh-what did Timekeeper Cookie mean by that...?"

"My guess is that they are trying to coerce us into killing via this 'motive'. Do not fall for their schemes. We will find a way to get out of this mess together without any strawberry jam being spilt."

Event: Killing Game

You woke up in a room you didn't recognize. It was a deep maroon color with several candy-themed decorations. The door to it led out to a similar-looking hallway lined with several other doors. Following the path the arrows in said hallway led to a room which, surprisingly, was filled with a crowd of human-sized cookies, all arguing amongst each other. One in particular stood on a stage, looking at the crowd shaking their head. They were the only one who appeared to notice you at the moment.

"Oh my... Seems I've gone and messed up yet another timeline. Not like it matters. This'll go just as smoothly with a bystander to see things out."

"Your king requests you stay five feet away from him at all times, Strawberry Crepe! Nobody trusts you, with you being a former Dark Cookie and all!

"Speaking of the Dark Cookies... Why did you ever leave us, you poor soul? Come back to us. It'll reward you in the future."

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, SHUT UP! I'm already as stressed out as you are! I don't need you all harassing me!"

"I'm just sayin', if you wanna chat, I'm right here~"

"Leave me alone. Would you leave me alone?"

"Ohhh dear... Pompon and I don't like all this. Gatherings are more fun when everyone is nice to each other, don't you think?"

"Your words make me think that the both of you have forgotten that this gathering is not meant to be fun. And in such a short span of time, too... How sad."

A tall cookie in robes seems to notice you next.

"Oh! Oh... It seems we have an audience... This is embarrassing... Everyone's acting so rowdy and uncivilized..."

And just like that, everyone notes his words, and subsequently, your presence. What do you do now?

Tags: @the-real-kokichi-ouma @werewolf-makoto-naegi @ask-timid-makoto-naegi @human-monokuma @friendly-shroomies and anyone else!