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guestronpa2015-09-29 05:50 pm
despairection) wrote in guestronpa2015-09-29 05:50 pm
NOW HE'S FINALLY HERE PERFORMING FOR YOU, IF YOU KNOW THE WORDS YOU CAN JOIN IN TOO
[As the campers filter into the Mess Hall, things seem a little quiet. Quiet as a cliche, in fact -- there’s no way that silence can’t be ominous, especially given the near-omnipresence of music practically everywhere else. Though, as time ticks ever closer to the 8 o’clock mark, some muffled music can be heard in the distance…
And then… A CHALLENGER APPEARS, floating down on some weird glowy platform that disappears in a few seconds. The plush bear lands in an extremely cool manner and then strikes an authoritative stance as the music amps up.]
Teeen hut! When Coach Monobear speaks, you listen! Welcome to the Hope’s Peak Training Camp, where you bastards will be spending the next… oh, however long! You glowing gaggle of go-getters have been selected as the the cream of the crop, the top dogs in your respective fields! And that’s why you’ve been invited to participate in the most smashing tournament of all!
See… punches and punts are a little passe. There’s no art to it! No class! Nothing worth the ridiculous amount of money Hope’s Peak is pouring into this shindig, anyway! So this tournament’s gonna be a little different than your standard knockout-fest.
Instead of going through some elimination bracket or a round robin, you’ll be living a communal life in this camp! Like I said, we’re spending oodles of cash on this place, so you’re never gonna have to worry about the essentials -- actually, you’ll even be able to taste the culinary stylings of your ever-so-talented Coach!
...But you see, this still is a tournament, and this is definitely the biggest of the big leagues! See, if you want to become the champion oooor you just want this communal training life to end so you can go back to your normal life…
[SHINK go the claws, like some bizarre plushie Wolverine.]
...you’ve gotta murder another camper! Drowning, burning, poisonous smells, carving, shredding, shotgun shells! You might get points for creativity, but however you get the job done will work!
Now, any questions?
And then… A CHALLENGER APPEARS, floating down on some weird glowy platform that disappears in a few seconds. The plush bear lands in an extremely cool manner and then strikes an authoritative stance as the music amps up.]
Teeen hut! When Coach Monobear speaks, you listen! Welcome to the Hope’s Peak Training Camp, where you bastards will be spending the next… oh, however long! You glowing gaggle of go-getters have been selected as the the cream of the crop, the top dogs in your respective fields! And that’s why you’ve been invited to participate in the most smashing tournament of all!
See… punches and punts are a little passe. There’s no art to it! No class! Nothing worth the ridiculous amount of money Hope’s Peak is pouring into this shindig, anyway! So this tournament’s gonna be a little different than your standard knockout-fest.
Instead of going through some elimination bracket or a round robin, you’ll be living a communal life in this camp! Like I said, we’re spending oodles of cash on this place, so you’re never gonna have to worry about the essentials -- actually, you’ll even be able to taste the culinary stylings of your ever-so-talented Coach!
...But you see, this still is a tournament, and this is definitely the biggest of the big leagues! See, if you want to become the champion oooor you just want this communal training life to end so you can go back to your normal life…
[SHINK go the claws, like some bizarre plushie Wolverine.]
...you’ve gotta murder another camper! Drowning, burning, poisonous smells, carving, shredding, shotgun shells! You might get points for creativity, but however you get the job done will work!
Now, any questions?
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I mean, if you're a quitter.
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How can I be a quitter if I didn't sign up in the first place? But...eh, whatever. Who's controlling you? You're like one of those robot mascot things, right?
[IS IT SITH. IS IT THAT COMMANDER NOSE DWEEB. Yomiel would bet on that to be honest, what with that creepy robot henchman he knows the guy has.]
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[This has to be that stupid commander. Who else would have the resources to pull off a thing like this?]
Okay, listen. You had your fun. Haha. Very funny. I don't know if this is a thing you people do, but...anyways, knock it off, Sith.
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[He looks thoughtful for a moment.]
...eh, nah, I was always more of a Star Trek bear, myself.
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[Yomiel: born in a world without good television shows. A tragedy.]
Come on, it has to be you. We did our deal and you got me what I wanted, but then you just had to go and pull off this idiotic prank. Don't tell me that's not what you're doing.
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[Ergh, he wants to strangle this bear. But he's alive, and he's not going to waste that by being blown up like what happened with the incident with Clair.]
Well, I'm sitting out of your silly little game. There's no point to it.
[It's not like he wants to go home.]
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I mean, a few days before they kill someone.
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Hmmph. Fine If you won't answer my questions, I'll find someone who will.
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