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This was… a surprise. Truthfully, she had not been expecting him to actually go through with his promise. Too weak, she had presumed, not enough resolve to actually go through with it. But it seemed she had been mistaken. No… I was not the mistaken one. The one she really should blame would be that girl. The one she had been masquerading as up until her death.
But… She didn’t matter anymore!
Junko shook her head as if to shake the thought out and smiled. It seemed she was being given another chance, another way to live on as some sort of ghost or phantom. And she knew exactly how she was going to use this. As soon as she spotted that familiar shock of white hair she began to follow him, placing a hand on his shoulder as soon as she caught up. I wonder… can he feel me?
{♠} Ghosts and other supernatural entities meant absolutely nothing to Komaeda. If they did exist then surely his parents would have sent him some sort of notice of their displeasure with him. But there was no sign, and never would be for that matter, so Komaeda dismissed the idea all together.
So the sudden rush of an otherworldly presence behind him left him momentarily startled. But it quickly died down to nothing. Why would someone who had killed people before be shocked by a mere presence? Ridiculous.
...Not even her grotesque appearance could shake him- especially considering he was the one to inflict her fatal wounds. The blood oozing from her throat and trickling down from her mouth as well from her severed tongue. Plus there was the fact he had completely reduced her left eye to nothing.
"Alright, I get it. I killed you, so now this some eternal punishment, right? You're going to 'make my life a living hell' or something. Not that you didn't before."
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{♠} “That’s truly quite the impressive disguise you put up, En~o~shi~ma~”
Taking away her memory and playing the role of an idiot for some unknown reason. Komaeda didn’t want to know the details, nor did he really even care. The only thing he bothered with right now were his fingers curled tightly around her smooth little neck, giving a tight squeeze just to watch her squirm.
“It would be easy…” Komaeda mused to himself quietly. “It would take one little grip and then snap!—” There was some extra strength in that choke now. Taking far more delight in her strangled gasps than he should have been. ”You would be gone and out of my life for good! Aah, a broken neck suits you so wonderfully too…”
The idea of sparing her life had crossed his mind once. There was hardly a dent in the ploy to kickstart the end of world, which would put a damper on his desire to witness Ultimate Hope. … But oh well! Sticking to the plan was boring. The world would be better of without a wretch like Enoshima hanging around.
“…But I’m not going to kill you like that,” he said nonchalantly, directing his attention to the survival knife in his other hand. Komaeda would have preferred Enoshima get a good look at it too, but that might as well be impossible unless it was gouged inside her eyeballs.
..Hm. Not a bad idea, actually.
Its entirely on a whim, but Komaeda followed through with the thought regardless. Almost fitting in a sense! For Enoshima to die like his previous victims. Yes, Komaeda had a few trademark fatal wounds like everyone else in Super High School Level Despair. How’s that for despair?
With little resistance, the survival knife was plunged into her left eye first. The jagged and blood tinted blade sunk deep and, for extra measure, Komaeda dug it around just to hear her screams of agony and torment. Ripping it out, stabbing it back again, over and over until her eye became nothing but a gory, mush-like state.
And she’s still screaming SHE’S STILL HOWLING AND SCREECHING!! The only sound that may be enough to combat her misery was Komaeda’s ugly laughter. This was better than anything he could have imagined and he hardly reached the fun part! Yes, that’s right, he had two more wounds to inflict before Enoshima would crumple to the floor like an disgusting ragdoll.
His laughter bubbled down to an amused giggle, running the dull but very much bloodied edge of his knife down her right cheek. “Are you losing consciousness on me, Enoshima? Hah, you can’t even answer that, can you…? You don’t need to.”
Rather, she won’t have to.
Her mouth was opened wide for another scream and that was all the invitation Komaeda needed. This would prove to be difficult, as she was slammed against a wall with one hand around her neck instead of on the ground beneath him, but it was nothing Komaeda couldn’t handle. Sticking the knife into her mouth was tricky enough, as the tip ended up being jostled into her inner cheek and teeth, sometimes piercing into her tongue. Ahah, at least that was his target! Due to the difficult effort of trying to cleanly cut off tongue, Komaeda settled for the haphazard stabs and punctures. Resulting in another brutal, bloody mess and her tongue being completely severed from her mouth.
By now Komaeda’s breathing had grown ragged with excitement, his snickers becoming more sinister with every sound. One last cut. One last swipe and she would be gone from this world forever. Out of his life, out of Hope’s Peak— She would be dead and what a wonderful death it would turn out to be.
Enoshima’s screams and bawls mixed with choked sobs and wails, tears blendign in with the blood caked all over her once pretty face. She obviously couldn’t formulate words, and Komaeda took it as his opportunity to make one last jab at the girl he hated oh-so much.
“—Hows this for despair.. Hah? Don’t you just want to fall down and die? I’ve dragged your death on for so long now. …. Fine. I’ve had enough of you, you hateful girl. I’ll see you in Hell, ‘cause Super High School Level Despair will have my head for this.”
With one quick cut, Komaeda slit her throat, and Enoshima crumpled to the ground in an unceremonious pile. Mutilated and bloody, not like the pretty Fashion Girl she used to be, but she attained deaths despair in the end.
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DEAD RED JUNKO WAS TERRIFYING WE DO NOT NEED HER BACK
its too late. you brought this onto yourself. You offered red junko up to ZetsuKo and he's going to kill her as horribly as possible. dead red junko is coming back.
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"Hmmm…" Ryouko took his suggestion at face value. "I would! But… I’m running late, probably." She was a bit disheartened that the boy didn’t know Matsuda . Perhaps she was just in the wrong building. Which building would Matsuda-kun be in?? A quick flip through her notebook. The biology building. Of course, that must have been her destination. “Do you happen to know where the biology building is? I believe that’s where I’m supposed to be…”
{♠} ...Seriously. How was she accepted into Hope's Peak? Her idiocy was wearing thin on his patience. "Yes, I'm familiar with it. ... I guess you'll be needing me to take you there?" Groooss. Leading this dolt around til she found whoever this Matsuda guy was. A total waste of his time, but it wasn't like he had anything better to do. "Can't have you getting lost and walking into a wall."
She expected such an attitude. This was Komaeda — The Super High School Level Good Luck, wannabe Hope, whose reasons for joining the SHSL Despair… She herself didn’t fully comprehend. But when push came to shove, he resented himself for joining such a group, wishing to destroy them all while still within it. From what she could gather from the video footage they were forced to watch as they tried to get themselves out there.
"I can tell I fucked up, in their eyes. Horribly. Shoot me now and hide me in here forever. Nobody will ever know. I don’t have to see them, they’d probably want my head anyway!”
A shake of her head at his stubborn attitude, she could understand his thoughts and assumptions. But she knew that most — if not, all — of the memories of the students in the game were automatically blanked out due to not completing it and forcing a shutdown. So most of them didn’t quite remember what happened.
"… Actually, they’ve been waiting for you. They’ve been wanting their fellow classmates and comrades to wake up for a while now. They want to see you again, Komaeda. They don’t want to kill you.”
"What if I don’t want to be saved? What then?"
She froze momentarily at such a cold, self-loathing statement. She hadn’t heard such a thing in the longest time, hearing it from none other than one of the other survivors. And it was a difficult time to get them through it, too. She wasn’t good at comforting. She never knew what to say.
"… That’s not a very hopeful way of thinking… Your wish was to become the Super High School Level Hope, correct? How can you do so with such a pessimistic wavelength? Mistakes are made, no matter how drastic… And you have to be optimistic and determined to right them once more.”
{♠} "Its-- its not hopeful? You've got the audacity to tell me that's not hopeful?" Oh, thats was it. There was the last little snap on his nerves and likely his whole sanity. First he was forced back into the world of the living, only to be surrounded by the remnants of despair. Denied his wishes to lie down and die and now she thought he still had hope left?
"My God, just.. just shut up!! I have no hope! I've never ever had any, and I never will!"
How on earth could he hold onto a speck of hope? Luck would only snuff it out. He was doomed to die a dogs death, but apparently fate was being extra cruel to him.
Now Komaeda expected to simply drop everything and return outside to those disgusting faces he once addressed as classmates. Gross. More disgusting than anything he ever encountered. It made his insides want to twist and wring together-- Or maybe that was the stress of the situation and this annoying girl getting to him. Both options seemed likely.
"I helped throw the world into despair.. and you're telling me to be optimistic?" Laughable. Komaeda would have if it weren't for his stomach making him sick. A sneer crossed onto his face, a slight sardonic smirk curling its way in, too. "I can't. You Future Foundation people must be full of imbeciles if you think you can save me. Or any of these wretched human beings--
I'd sooner kill them all then myself if I have to go back out there."
"Well…" Of course she had no recollection of her destination. All she knew was… "I’m headed to wherever Matsuda-kun is! Do you know him??" Surely this boy must know him. He seemed like the type of person everyone would admire, right?
{♠} "...Mm... Matsuda-kun?" It almost sounded familiar, but at the same time... Nope. Then again, Komaeda felt too distracted with Super High School Level Despair nowadays to take notice of anything around him. "Sorry, not sure. Are you intent on wandering the whole school until he magically appears?"
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Another wheezy snicker, another silent sigh. The only person who could really deal with him was Naegi-kun… Yet here she was, alone, attempting to do so herself. And it already was proving to be a difficult task, by Komaeda being himself. Not that she could especially blame him.
“You people can’t have Super High School Level Despair running around anymore, right? Let me guess— ‘Enoshima’s influence still lives on within them! They’ll cause another Despair Inducing Event in the History of Mankind!' Stuff like that, right? … I bet you're gonna execute us if we wake up. Go ahead. Do it. I don’t want to live anyway.”
“…Are you just going to stand there? Jeez… Am I the only one awake right now?”
"My apologies for your inevitable disappointment, but we’re not executing any of you. Executing you would be counter-productive, and thoughtless, really. Especially if we can save you."
"If you’ll look around, you’ll see five pods open. Six, if you include yourself. That answers your question, does it not? There are other students who have awoken — In fact, they woke up simultaneously after escaping the simulation."
The girl kept her solemn facade up, her tone even lacking emotion as she spoke to the ivory-haired male. She was still wary of his movements, finding no reason to trust him just yet. He could do anything unpredictable.
"They’ve decided to stay on the island and continue to live their lives as they wait for their comrades to wake up. You’re one of them. I have no intention of killing you."
{♠} 'We're not executing any of you.' Ughh, This might as well be second hand despair. That sentence alone made him want to duck his head between his knees and wail--
Saving him, five survivors, continuing to live, blah blah blah. Please, just shoot him instead. Komaeda didn't want to see any of those remnants. They were still Super High School Level Despair, former or not, and they deserved to die. All of them did. If the Future Foundation wasn't going to execute them, Komaeda might as well. ... As soon as he could stand without feeling like his stomach would come back up.
"Whoop dee fucking doo," Komaeda muttered under his breath. "So they woke up. Great. And everyone else is still half dead. Serves them right," He spat, lips twitching up into the beginning of a growl. "Man, I can't piece together what happened in-- in that thing!" Cue a wide gesture to the New World Program machinery, "But I can tell that I fucked up in their eyes. Horribly. Shoot me now and hide me in here forever. Nobody will ever know. I don't have to see them, they'd probably want my head anyway!"
Oh, and can't forget that last little tidbit.
"--What if I don't want to be saved? What then? Are you going to force this change on me? Force me back out there? It won't happen. Try as much as you want, but I'd much rather be dead than out there having a peaceful island life with supposed comrades."
"A-ah, hello…" Ryouko greeted the boy in surprise. She hadn’t been expecting anyone to approach her, and it didn’t seem like he knew her. So who was he? "I-I’m not lost… I think… Or maybe…." She looked around. "Ah, it seems I am."
{♠} What a damn airhead. He hadn't been expecting her to actually be lost! Shoot him shoot him shoot him on the spot right now. "Can't remember if you're lost or not? Goodness," Komaeda chuckled lightly. "Well, can you remember where you were headed? I could perhaps point you in the right direction." Damn airhead would probably lose herself again if he did that. Fun.
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