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.
... ]
... 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.
...
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.
... ]
... 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.
...
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. ]
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Any idiot can train. No one is psychic.
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Do you think I could... fight with a weapon, if I had the chance to train?
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Sure you could. Even I keep a weapon on me.
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What weapon do you have?
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[He walks over to his crap he dragged in with him and pulls out a slightly oversized, metallic tonfa.]
This is my Mizuchi blade.
[Oh wait, he squeezes the grip and a blade unfolds from it.]
There, now the name makes sense.
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[ Whoa, the design is... complex, for lack of a better term. ]
I'm sure I've never seen something like this. That's impressive.
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I saw a chest under my bed, but I was suspicious so didn't open it yet.
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[ There's also the elevator, but she'd rather not use it alone, since it looks like the security system here leaves a lot to be desired. ]
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[He was an antagonist for an entire game!!!]
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Sorry, sorry, I didn't know. [ Trying to smile a little bit. ] My name is Sayaka, by the way.
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It's fine. Nice to meet you. I don't know the way to your room so you'll have to lead the way.
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[ She turns and leaves, expecting the man to follow... trying also to not panic as she climbs up the stairs again, since the first time it didn't end well for her poor heart. ]
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That'll work eventually, as they reach the first floor dorms. She needs to catch her air- descending is way easier than going up, after all. But then, she continues until they reach the door to her room, and she opens it. ]
This is where I woke up earlier. [ She doesn't quite... consider it her room, actually, but she supposes if her things are here, this is where she was placed by whoever kidnapped her. The two letters are still laying on her bed, and the trunk can be seen underneath. ]
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[Slipped over and put his back against the wall by the door.]
A guy doesn't belong in a girl's room so I'm not going in. If you're worried, I'll keep anyone else from going in until you're done with whatever.
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[ It's not like Leon would ever enter here, but she'd be better safe than sorry later.
She doesn't waste any further time, and pulls the trunk out, kneeling down. It opens easily, and the first thing she sees is a... pink fabric that she identifies as one of her idol outfits she used to wear in her world. What is this thing doing here, and what use could that have for this? We... just don't know.
Discarding it to the bed, she digs further down. Ah, more clothes... this time, casual ones. Good, she won't have to wear her uniform all day everyday, it would be gross after a while and she hates feeling gross. She wonders for a moment if they have a laundry room here. Hopefully they do...
Oh- this is the beauty case she used to have in her dorm room back at the school! That's good... she would feel even worse without make-up to preserve her beauty, nevermind that it's not really fit for this kind of plac--
... ]
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At the very bottom of the trunk she... finds something shining thanks to the lights above. It's shiny and... sharp. Axel can't see her horrified expression because her back is turned to him, but he can note that she's starting to shake, and... she picks the object up.
It's a kitchen knife. The blade is completely stained in red blood.
Why is this thing here... why, why... why... why would they give her this of all things? Is this some kind of sick joke... ]
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Hi there, have a traumatized girl returning with a bloody knife in her hand. She doesn't even have the energy to scream, just... look at that.
Her face is not like that in the icon, but you get that. ]
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So you did have something.
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