Sayaka Maizono ( 舞園さやか ) (
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♬ 001. Make heaven, heaven out of hell now.
Characters: Sayaka Maizono and you, you, youuuu~
Setting: First wandering in the dorms, then Cafeteria and Floor 14.
Format: Delicious actionspam, but I can match.
Summary: +1 idol girl freaking out at all the freaky things here, and thinking she ended up in hell or something.
Warnings: Mentions of death, some Dangan Ronpa spoilers probably.
[ Dorm 1-05, then the rest of the floor. ]
[ Tic... tic... tic...
Such an annoying noise... stop it... s-stop...
... where... what the hell is it? It sounds like a... a heartbeat. Coming from within... her chest? ]
Ahh...!
[ Sayaka opens her eyes abruptly, gasping as if she just woke up from a nightmare. This ceiling... it's not the bathroom. She's laying on top of something soft... a mattress? ]
... [ She's expected her body to hurt more than this, or rather... she thought that knife stuck in her chest eventually killed her, but as she moves her hand to feel around that area, she notes with shock that... there's nothing there. She sits up abruptly, patting her chest frantically, there's no pain, no pain at all... and no knife stuck in her. There's something uncomfortably wrapped around her neck- is this a collar? Wh-what...
Finding the two letters next to her, she's moved by the urge to open them and read.
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... My world is destroyed?! [ She finds herself yelping. What- what kind of sick joke is this? That can't be possible, she was there before she... died? Passed out? No, she's sure her heart stopped before her brain shut out. But then, why did she wake up without a wound in her body? She can't read the rest of the letters, discarding them to the side for now, those words stuck in her head. This is all... so ridicolous... the school, her career, her idol group, her fans... everyone...
Her thoughts then wander to a specific person, but she quickly chases them away before they can affect her more than she is already. There's no way he and her other classmates could be here, right? She's the one who died, not them.
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After the initial panic attack, Sayaka takes some sweet time scanning the surroundings. Four beds, bedside tables, nothing else catches her attention- ah... except, the chest under her bed. She pulls it out, examining it for a while- until she decides not to open it yet. With how confused she is, opening a strange chest out of nowhere sounded like a real bad idea in her head. First, she must know what on earth is going on. Is this a dream? It feels like one, doesn't it?
Some time later, she decides to bite the bullet and peek outside of her room, before getting to wander through the floor in search of someone who can help her understand... whatever there is to understand. ]
[ Cafeteria ]
[ Sayaka was already worn out from the shock and stress of suddenly waking up, revived after dying miserably, and then being faced with discovery after discovery that surely did no good to her poor heart... but she decided to at least explore a little through the stairway to give herself an idea of where she was thrown in, after a kind soul pointed her to the stairs. Needless to say, she regretted the decision quickly. Without looking back, out of fear and survivor instict, she managed to descend all the way down to the first floor, where a cafeteria was in sight.
She almost wobbles her way in, sitting at the first table she finds, practically draping herself over it, hiding her face in her arms. The poor girl doesn't have the time to cry at her own misery, that she finds a dish with... something less than inviting appearing in front of her. This is food, right?
... Taste be damned, she's going to gulp that thing called oatmeal down. Eugh. At least it's going to fill her stomach for the day. ]
[ Floor 14 ]
[ Once she calms down enough, Sayaka decides to explore each floor thoroughly... at least the ones that don't give her feelings of dread. The surroundings of this floor surprise her in a vaguely pleasant way, although she's still pretty wary of everything. She'll poke around, eventually finding some of the music she can recognize from her own world. Relaxing needs to be a thing that happens, she cried enough today... and so, she's found sitting down on one of the couches, eyes closed as she lets herself get lulled by the song in the earphones.
Hell has its own pleasantries, at the very least. ]
Setting: First wandering in the dorms, then Cafeteria and Floor 14.
Format: Delicious actionspam, but I can match.
Summary: +1 idol girl freaking out at all the freaky things here, and thinking she ended up in hell or something.
Warnings: Mentions of death, some Dangan Ronpa spoilers probably.
[ Dorm 1-05, then the rest of the floor. ]
[ Tic... tic... tic...
Such an annoying noise... stop it... s-stop...
... where... what the hell is it? It sounds like a... a heartbeat. Coming from within... her chest? ]
Ahh...!
[ Sayaka opens her eyes abruptly, gasping as if she just woke up from a nightmare. This ceiling... it's not the bathroom. She's laying on top of something soft... a mattress? ]
... [ She's expected her body to hurt more than this, or rather... she thought that knife stuck in her chest eventually killed her, but as she moves her hand to feel around that area, she notes with shock that... there's nothing there. She sits up abruptly, patting her chest frantically, there's no pain, no pain at all... and no knife stuck in her. There's something uncomfortably wrapped around her neck- is this a collar? Wh-what...
Finding the two letters next to her, she's moved by the urge to open them and read.
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... My world is destroyed?! [ She finds herself yelping. What- what kind of sick joke is this? That can't be possible, she was there before she... died? Passed out? No, she's sure her heart stopped before her brain shut out. But then, why did she wake up without a wound in her body? She can't read the rest of the letters, discarding them to the side for now, those words stuck in her head. This is all... so ridicolous... the school, her career, her idol group, her fans... everyone...
Her thoughts then wander to a specific person, but she quickly chases them away before they can affect her more than she is already. There's no way he and her other classmates could be here, right? She's the one who died, not them.
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After the initial panic attack, Sayaka takes some sweet time scanning the surroundings. Four beds, bedside tables, nothing else catches her attention- ah... except, the chest under her bed. She pulls it out, examining it for a while- until she decides not to open it yet. With how confused she is, opening a strange chest out of nowhere sounded like a real bad idea in her head. First, she must know what on earth is going on. Is this a dream? It feels like one, doesn't it?
Some time later, she decides to bite the bullet and peek outside of her room, before getting to wander through the floor in search of someone who can help her understand... whatever there is to understand. ]
[ Cafeteria ]
[ Sayaka was already worn out from the shock and stress of suddenly waking up, revived after dying miserably, and then being faced with discovery after discovery that surely did no good to her poor heart... but she decided to at least explore a little through the stairway to give herself an idea of where she was thrown in, after a kind soul pointed her to the stairs. Needless to say, she regretted the decision quickly. Without looking back, out of fear and survivor instict, she managed to descend all the way down to the first floor, where a cafeteria was in sight.
She almost wobbles her way in, sitting at the first table she finds, practically draping herself over it, hiding her face in her arms. The poor girl doesn't have the time to cry at her own misery, that she finds a dish with... something less than inviting appearing in front of her. This is food, right?
... Taste be damned, she's going to gulp that thing called oatmeal down. Eugh. At least it's going to fill her stomach for the day. ]
[ Floor 14 ]
[ Once she calms down enough, Sayaka decides to explore each floor thoroughly... at least the ones that don't give her feelings of dread. The surroundings of this floor surprise her in a vaguely pleasant way, although she's still pretty wary of everything. She'll poke around, eventually finding some of the music she can recognize from her own world. Relaxing needs to be a thing that happens, she cried enough today... and so, she's found sitting down on one of the couches, eyes closed as she lets herself get lulled by the song in the earphones.
Hell has its own pleasantries, at the very least. ]
dorm wandering
However what immediately catches his eye while he's stalking the halls is the sight of a person who should be dead. He knew she was dead, he saw the bloody body with his own eyes. Just what the hell was up this place?
He cringes, turns to her direction.] I-Impossible! You are Maizono correct? [He didn't want to doubt his own mind, but just making sure.]
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Sayaka turns to him, horror stricken in her face. Togami was probably one the least people she expected here... then again, she wouldn't expect any of her classmates to show up in here either. Why are you in her dream, did you die too, GET OUT... ]
Togami-kun...?!
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I'm Maizono, that's... correct.
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wow I missed this one
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Floor 14
And with a press of a button, everything in the room was playing some weird rock music variation FROM THE FUTURE rather loudly. Including Sayaka's headphones. Not that he knows but he's already jamming out a little, doing some taijutsu warmups in a clear area of the room.]
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Excuse me...?!
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Cafeteria
Unsurprisingly, there's been a lot on her mind this past week, and she doesn't even notice that someone else is sitting at the table she set her tray down on. Only at first, though. After a bite or two she looks up, and nearly chokes.]
M... Maizono-chan?!
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Asahina-san? You're here, too..?
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Cafeteria
/o/!!!
I don't think it's supposed to have a taste, either. [ Casual talk, yay? At least her social skills haven't been tarnished much. ]
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Calm down, Sayaka... don't be rude to strangers. This girl must have skipped meals for days, didn't she? Her stomach can't help but turn unpleasantly at the noises, however, as she tries to ignore the sight. After a bit, she's kinda urging to ask, ]
Are you alright, miss...?
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Cafeteria
You may have to eat that first, but you can at least fill your stomach a bit more once you're done.
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It's not like her stomach might be able to hold more, but she appreciates all the same. ]
You didn't have to, but... thanks.
LATE LIKE A LATE PERSON
backtags forever /o/
<3
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In any case, he had been having his meal in silence before he looked up and noticing a familiar shade of blue walking around, as if looking for a place.
A clatter of a spoon onto a plate could be heard as the boy just stared in shock at the person before him.]
M-Maizono-san?
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While her reaction at seeing the other students wasn't that stellar either, Naegi's appearance is what completely throws Sayaka off the rails. The object of all her guilt is suddenly there in front of her eyes, as unexpected as all the terrifying presences she saw already, and she can tell that her appetite is nothing but lost when also her spoon dropped ungracefully into the mostly empty plate.
Her mind doesn't wonder why he's here. That would be the same reason why everyone else is here, too. She was the first to die in that sadistic mafia-esque game, so it was quite the hard digest to find out that more people were murdered after her. To be trapped together in yet another place that looks even more horrifying than the school... this is looking like less of a dream the more time she's spending here. ]
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But no, it burns at her insides and she's nearly having a nausea in front of him. Of course it can't be gone with just that, can it? How stupid of her to have such delusion. If she didn't eat the oatmeal, she would have probably puked in front of him since minutes ago. Nice save. ]
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[ She finds her voice again, though it's quiet and hollow, as hollow as she can manage as she still hides. ] Hello, Naegi-kun.
WELL A 1/2 TO YOU TOO
2/3 APPARENTLY
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1st floor dorms
Ow-- shit, man, that hurt..! [ Not that he has any clue who he just bumped into, really, he's too busy sitting there on the floor while trying to rub his butt. Literally butthurt. ]
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The feeling is gone just as quickly when she realizes she's been falling on her butt as well-- ah! The skirt was slightly lifted upon impact, so she quickly pulls it down to fix it. Hopefully the person she bumped into didn't see it.
Speaking of which, she'd better apologize and help them up, right.]
Um... I'm sorr--
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3/3 man i'm awful
A lot is going on in her brain. There's shock, and there's fear, and there's disgust, and there's hatred. The man who ruined everything, the one who plunged that knife in her just a few minutes before- and let her to die- he-- he... he's here... n-no, it can't be, she is merely deluding herself, right, he's nothing but an illusion- if she stands up and runs away then he'll disappear- but her body won't... move... she's frozen in undiluited terror and her legs feel like they've been turned into blocks of wood. ]
You...
yeah maybe i should just threaddrop :))
I know you will never threaddrop me, sisbutt u3u
challenge accepted
i'm gonna win this u3u
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Cafeteria
Would you object to a stranger's company?
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I wouldn't mind, sir.
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[Cafeteria]
Maizono-san, you... came back?
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Fujisaki-san...?
[ Wait, what... ] You're the second person who's telling me I'm back...
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floor fourteen
Hey, Maizono. Where'd you get to?
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Oowada-kun! You're here as well...
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