Beary Suspicious

[disbear]

Characters: Monobear and Friends (all of you)
Setting: Dorm 3-02 and First Block, Floor Fifteen
Format: Starting with a little prose, but I'm fine with anything afterward
Summary: Principal Monobear arrives at Animus and gets to work on building scheist.
Warnings: This Bear.

Dorm 3-02

Monobear begins to wake up from his sleep-paralysis. His right eye is wide open, filled with terror and surprise, as it stares at and captures his surroundings. Monobear was concerned for a few reasons. The first reason is that this place isn't his Hope's Peak Academy. The second reason was that he was sleeping a little before. He's incapable of that considering just what he is. While his light side expressed wariness and concern, his darker side remained the same, smiling contentedly as ever. That expression never changed no matter what the occasion. It always proved to be a more honest reflection of the little bear's heart.

Thirty seconds passed. Sleep-paralysis finally wore off.

"... Nyyyaaaaaaaaaahhhh!!"

Monobear leaped from his bed and high into the air. He performed an airborne pirouette and landed quite gracefully on his two feet.

"Which of you bastards did it!? Kidnapping the principal is against the rules and deserves the death penalty without a trial! Execution! ECKS-EH-KYU-SHUN!" Furious, the little bear flailed its arms around.

First Block, Floor Fifteen

Once that was over, Monobear lugged his briefcase over to what he felt was one of the more delightful areas of the tower: the workshop. A big contraption that almost looks like a slot machine except much more broken down sits on top of one of the tables. Monobear is running around, gathering tools and materials, and piecing them together with the device. Sparks fly from the machine and dirty pawprints start to cover up the entire floor from ground to ceiling.

Comments

[vvvroom]

At first, Tatsuya was just going to explore the first block today to get his mind off of everything happening lately. Maybe seeing what there was to do in the workshop. He liked that kind of stuff, so maybe fiddling with or fixing something could calm him down.

And then he saw...whatever the hell was going on in here! Yeah. He might have...stared at who (or what) was in here for a bit too long...

[disbear]

Hammers and screwdrivers flew around the room as Monobear assembled his slot machine together. It was almost dizzying to watch. If Tatsuya looks closely, he might almost see two or even three Monobears running around the room.

"Yahoo, it's almost finished! Mr. Monobear's super deluxe machine is almost finished!"

[vvvroom]

This might have been a little...odd, but also kind of endearing. It's a bear! Not even a regular bear, more like a toy. Building something! That was...uh...not exactly cute, considering how the bear looked, but it was interesting! What was he making...?

"Hello?"

[disbear]

http://lpix.org/457737/170-monopoly.png

The final screws and hammers flies over Tatsuya's head. Monobear stands with his paws to his hips, looking satisfied with himself. His slot machine had been repaired. Monobear turns on the machine and its lights flicker on. The large "Vote" glows brightly as well as Monobear's cartoony image and name.

"Who is found guilty?" Ominous words. The panels in the slot machine are so far blank, but it seems like pictures can be slid in somewhere.

Monobear looks over at Tatsuya and gives him a smile.

"Hello!"

[vvvroom]

...The hell kind of machine is...? He only snaps out of his confused stare when the bear-thing greets him and he nods absentmindedly.

"Hey, uh...what's up?" He isn't quite sure how to talk to bears.

[disbear]

"Up?" Monobear tilts his head up. Perhaps there he can find the answer to Tatsuya's question. "Everything's up. Flying up, standing up, sitting up, there's nothing that isn't really not up.

Until they fall down. Upupupu."

[vvvroom]

That was very true, yeah, but that doesn't answer his question!

"I...yeah, but I meant what's going on. Did you just arrive here?"

[disbear]

"That's right. Somebody bearnapped me and I'm holding everyone accountable here."

Monobear decides to test his machine out. He taps the device somewhere on the side and the three panels at the center start to spin. This would look a little more impressive if they had any pictures stuck to them as they ought to. But he plans to take care of that shortly.

"Oh, and they also destroyed my world. Everything's gone now, gone and scattered into the dust. And I'm the last Monobear of my world."

[vvvroom]

"...You don't sound too beat up about it." Then again, Tatsuya never talked to a "Monobear" before, so that could just be his opinion.

"Besides, everyone here got kidnapped, so if you're gonna be mad at someone, be mad at the people who run this place."

[disbear]

"Be mad? Bee mad? Are there mad bees here?"

Yes, he's pretty content, Tatsuya. Monobear gives a slightly worried look. Damn bees. Pesticide's what they need.

Floor 15

[metawoof]

The workshop was always a fun place to visit at least, even if Echidna was kind of bad with tools and, actually making anything. But of course when she got there there's.... a bear? Or something. Making something? What.

"More bears?" Yeah she's. Just going to stare in a very very confused fashion. This one looked a lot different than the others but uh. Seriously what.

[disbear]

He hears the voice and his red eye glances over at Echidna.

"Not just any bear. Monobear. I'm the one and only Monobear! You better get that right the next time, you bastard."

He returns to tinkering around with his slot machine. Despite not having opposable thumbs, Monobear seemed to be doing just fine handling a screwdriver and pulling open layers to mess around with the wires. Oh, and he was always in favor of adding more secret compartments to the front three panels. Anything to surprise players just a little bit was necessary.

[metawoof]

"One and only...Monobear! I get it!" No Echidna, that was probably not what he was getting at. But she did snap her fingers at her dumb wordplay realization.

And then she frowned and her face scrunched up. "Hey, don't call me that! How was I supposed to know what you are? The last time there were walking bears, they couldn't talk and they were going around killing people!" Hmph!

[disbear]

Killing people, you say, Echidna? Now he's interested. Monobear's mood turns for the better and he gives her the most pleasant smile he can muster. He puts down his tools just on the table next to his slot machine.

"That's something of a catastrophe, isn't it? Well, more like a beartastrophe." He laughs at his own stupid pun. Upupupupu.

"Where did all those bears come from?"

[metawoof]

Oh god it makes bear puns too. Joy.

His most pleasant smile was still kind of creepy in her opinion-- but then, Echidna's opinion of smiling stuffed animals had kind of been ruined forever. "Yeah... it sucked. I don't think anyone really knows where the bear came from except, I guess from the tower people?"

Really that was kind of explanation enough for most people around here.

By the way, imagine him voiced by Winnie the Pooh. It's the US equivalent.

[disbear]

"That sounds like trouble. Super, ultra, magical trouble." Although, judging from his tone, you wouldn't think that anything was troubling. In fact, he seemed comfortable at the idea that the tower's administrators were trying to kill off its residents.

"Just because they 'saved' us from our world's destruction doesn't mean that they brought us here from the good of their hearts. That's what we call convenient thinking. It's the type of thinking that's worth about as much as what you can get at a convenient store. Cheap, worthless, and fattening. Or if we think about it another way, they were so kind that they were fine with rescuing my violent, stupider brothers. Kind enough to give them a snack too."

OH GOD MY CHILDHOOD

[metawoof]

"Yeah... trouble...." OK yeah this...was getting a bit creepy. Echidna nervously fidgeted with the edge of her jacket's sleeve, a prominent frown on her face. She cute, talking toy-things were no good.

"Well... I do not think anyone here really thinks it was out of the 'good of their hearts.' They've done a lot of other bad stuff, but I am noooot sure I should tell you about that stuff..."

Quoth every Japanese gamer that first heard his voice!

[disbear]

"Oh? Why not?" He tilts his head like the cute, innocent bear that he likes to think he is.

why monobear whyyyyy

[metawoof]

"Because you are really really creepy and do not entirely seem like a sane or nice little bear...!"

Her tone didn't actually sound mean or anything just kind of, pretty creeped out!

because delicious despair

[disbear]

"... Oh."

He looked downcast now as he tilted his head down. Monobear still kept that same smile that didn't seem to budge at all, though.

"Why do you think I'm creepy? All I am is just a cute, lovable bear."

well it is what he's best at

[metawoof]

"Hey-- I never had a stuffed teddy when I was little." She had a stuffed dog, thank you very much.

"And bears are the number one threat! Especially weird talking bears that have a half-evil face and are building--" A beat, as she looked at contraption. "....slot machines?

sorry for that... final exams were up

[disbear]

Gambling and bears are both on a scale beyond problematic. Monobear puts down his tools beside the slot machine and looks over at the girl, his face unchanging.

"There's no greater despair like boredom, but it's so easy to fight. Games help. And I like to think my games are educational as they are fun."

no problem~!

[metawoof]

"You're making a game?" OK, so that was slightly unexpected and more interesting sort of. She doubted it was any good kind of game, but it wouldn't hurt to ask.

"What, like some kind of slot machine arcade game? Or do you just like gambling?"

Floor 15

[doublechecks]

[Okay.

So.

He was just wandering around the floors, trying to keep his mind away from current events when he happened on a workshop.

...

Blink.]

...What.

[disbear]

[Don't look now, Lelouch, but there's a hammer flying your way.]

CARPET BOMB!

[doublechecks]

[...HOLY CRAP WHAT.

Going to take a dive to the side!]

[disbear]

Upupupupu! Good dodge! A super high school level dodger aren't you, you bastard?

[doublechecks]

[Regain composure.

REGAIN COMPOSURE.]

What was that for, if I may ask?

[Oh hey he looks... livid.]

[disbear]

Hm? What was what for?

[He puts a paw in front of his lips, genuinely wondering what Lelouch might mean.]

[doublechecks]

That.

[Pointing to the strange machine that is currently in the room, Lelouch decides to move the conversation start point from dodging skills to that.]

[disbear]

Oh.

[He looks to where Lelouch is pointing and notices that it's the slot machine.]

It's Monobearopoly! A winner take all game that's always fun for the family! ...

It's a very long game, though."

[doublechecks]

If you don't mind me asking, what kind of game is it?

[...He has to admit, he had never seen something quite like him in this place before.

No, Donald Duck doesn't count.]

[disbear]

It's a game of despair.

[Dis bear will bring you despair unimaginable.]

[doublechecks]

...Despair, huh?

[Well, that pinged a lot of things inside Lelouch that he doesn't really like remembering?]

I wonder if you know its meaning to say such a thing.