Hey there, I'm Katsuo Shinobu! I hope we get along, yeah? --- Katsuo Shinobu, the SHSL Cruiserweight Boxer, once affiliated with Doubt Academy 2: Black, now an independent RP blog.
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He thought the name she gave her was… cute? Hotaru suddenly felt a little self-conscious and a warmth crept into her cheeks.
"Y-Yes, well… She’s green. Most of the time. It seemed apt."
She started to feel a little restless and shifted in her seat, her shoulder feeling too light. Wait, was she… lonely? Feeling left out? Hold on, he’s interested in her chameleon so she should take this opportunity to make friends! Take this to your advantage, Hotaru!
"…Have you ever taken care of animals, Shinobu-san?"
As Midori-san moved up to Katsuo's shoulder, and then started to rest on it, he just scratched the little... fella? Lady? Katsuo still wasn't sure. But it sure was a lizard and it sure was cute and it sure was apparently interested in him! And then Hotaru asked him a question that had nothing to do with work, so at this point he was more than willing to answer.
"Hmm... I wish I had, honestly. But I haven't! Never had a pet in my life, and I've never had to actually work with animals, or whatever. So..."
Katsuo gave a small shrug of his free shoulder. Come to think of it, why was she allowed a pet in here...? He thought they were against school policy...?
"H... hey."
And at this point he realised how shitty it was that he didn't know her name.
"Uh... what do you do round here? I assume it's got somethin' to do with this little feller here, seein' as you have him and all. Aren't pets against the school rules, though...? Oh, and... I don't... actually know your name... haha. Sorry..."
Hotaru leaned in to look at the first question. This was definitely doable. In fact it was… easy. She opened her mouth to begin walking him through the problem when she noticed that he wasn’t looking at her or even at the paper. Did he even want help? Her piercing yellow gaze regarded him for a few tense seconds before it followed his line of sight to the problem.
"…Is she distracting you?"
Instead of waiting for an answer, Hotaru decided to take action to eliminate the issue. She picked up Midori-san and placed her in her lap. She was about to start talking about the math problem again when she felt Midori-san crawling. Looking down, she found the chameleon stretching her legs to transfer from Hotaru’s thigh to the thigh of the person next to her.
"Midori-san, no…"
She realized too late that that wasn’t whispered at all. She looked over her shoulder and saw some people raising their faces from their work to look at her strangely. She turned back to Katsuo quickly to lower her voice back to a whisper. By this time Midori-san had completed her transfer to Katsuo and was starting to sink her tiny claws into his shirt to climb upwards.
"Ah, I’m sorry, Shinobu-san… She usually doesn’t do this. It seems she doesn’t feel threatened around you."
They weren’t going to get any work done, were they?
Katsuo was just watching the lizard run about the table, still unwanting to even remotely do work. With his free hand, he wiggled a finger at it, almost in provocation, but the intent was nothing so... aggressive. He just wanted to play with the little thing.
...but then the girl scooped it up and away, and Katsuo pouted a bit. Ugh, did he really have to do WORK? In a SCHOOL? Say it ain't so! But his train of internal complaining was interrupted by the lizard grabbing onto his leg.
And there was the blighter's name. Midori-san, eh?
"Haha, you named it Midori? That's cute!"
Katsuo just stared at Midori as it crawled up his shirt, not listening to the girl's explanations for its behaviour. Using his free hand to give it a small pet on the head, he let out a small laugh at the situation. He was also going to ask the girl her name... but at this point in time, Midori-san was more important.
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Iko spun to met the voice behind her, it was——KATSUO! She began to give him a big smile and do her little bow but stopped herself. A look of confusion came over her face, he saw her with the tapes!! Now she was in for it, they would never let her help them organize anymore….another good thing ruined by a mistake. Iko certainly above all did not want to be thought of as a DELINQUENT. She had to rectify this.
Katsuo immediately put up his hands in a gesture of backing the fuck down when the girl raised her voice, and started stammering, pointing to... some box? Katsuo peered down at it, lowering his hands slowly as he did so.
...jeez, what a mess... tape was everywhere, and... WHAT was scrawled on the front of these? ...obscene. Katsuo frowned, as he crouched down to look over the tapes.
"...oh jeez, these are done in pretty bad... hmm. Tell you what! We can take these, and then see if we can't wind the tape back in, and see if it plays, yeah? Then after that, we can just tell the librarian what happened, and whoever did this will... probably be caught.
Maybe.
But don't worry! I don't think it was you, or anything!"
Katsuo stood back up, and his hand met the back of his neck, obviously feeling pretty awkward about catching this girl in the act of... looking at buggered up tapes. Not much he could do, unless she let him carry the box away.
"Oh, uh, by the way, my name's Katsuo Shinobu! I've seen you in a few classes I'm in, but... I can't remember your name, sorry!"
Yes Katsuo, bring up names when the girl is clearly panicking. Good job.
Oh, thank god. She knew how the fuck maths worked. She could help him, she could stop him from failing out, she could-
...she could be an asshole. Damn, tact was obviously not in this girl's vocabulary... But in any case, tact or no, she seemed eager to actually help... and so Katsuo silently handed her a pencil... and let her look over his work.
It was always tedious when she got hungry in the middle of the night. Primarily because it was always a trek to get to the main kitchen. The cafeteria always closed at around ten, making food a scarcity, unless one lived off of the horrible vending machines on the bottom floors. Regardless, the Confectioner was up for the walk, and in her pajamas, did so in silence. She didn’t mind, if it meant filling her stomach.
If any of the faculty found her she could’ve been reprimanded naturally, so it was important that every step was quieter than the last, unlocking the kitchen with her keycard so as to gain access to it. Funny, you would think the last place a person wanted to be after spending all their time in, was the kitchen. Not Khadija Halabi, never in a million years. Food was her life, and right now, the most important thing on her 2am menu. She shut the door, and once she was inside, procured all the nessecary items to make herself apple fritters. A specific taste, but a craving she couldn’t ignore even if she wanted to.
She was very much so content with working towards the end product, until the door swung open.
There they were, gawking at her like a monkey out of it’s cage. She could’ve SWORN she locked that door behind her.
"Here I thought that door was locked. I should pay more attention next time. Now, as for you—”
She moved the pan around, turning the heat up as she added in spices. A hint of cinnamon, a bit of vanilla extract. Still, chocolate brown eyes never left their form.
"What’re you doing down here at such an hour? I wasn’t really expecting company.”
Katsuo Shinobu didn't really know why he was awake at 2AM, and he didn't know why he was so goddamn hungry at 2AM. Wait. He was up all night finishing off homework that was due... today, technically. And he was just... hungry. It made sense, right?
What DIDN'T make a whole lot of sense was that the kitchen door was already unlocked. Didn't make sense that he could hear somebody working away in there. And so, curiosity got the better of him (not to mention he was heading there ANYWAY), and he poked his head inside.
And not much more than that before freezing up, not realising that Khadija Halabi, that girl he'd been trying to befriend for... like a week, now, was standing in there, in her underwear, making... something. The making something part wasn't what was on his mind, though...
And when she turned to face him, he just flew back behind the doorframe, covering his eyes. Maybe... she didn't actually see him...? Nope, she did. She was calling him out. Frig.
"I-I-I didn't see anything, Halabi-san! Honest! I just came down for a s-snack, and... well...!"
Great explanation, Katsuo. She totally won't rip your head off NOW.
Today was just like any other day, only maybe a bit more sunny. Generally when its sunny people will want to go outside, eat lunch, maybe muck about a bit. Even Iko Detayama enjoyed these things though she never quite understood why people said “the sun feels good” since it didn’t really feel like anything to her. Curious, yes, but now is not that time to go off on a tangent about that; because currently on this beautiful spring day around noon, Iko Detayama was in the library. Not that the library wasn’t nice, Iko enjoyed it very much in fact, but rather most other people wouldn’t have seen this as an ideal way to spend lunch break.
She was there to organize books, cassettes, and electronic equipment. After offering for help earlier in the year she was gladly welcomed again and again (to the delight of the librarians). Iko was a well oiled sorting machine, it was probably the easiest thing anyone has ever asked her to do, besides math. So that is how she ended up here, within the pretty oak confines of the library.
Upon reaching the cassette tapes, Iko gently picked up the first one, and right away noticed something was very amiss. Reams of tape were pulled out in a tangle of informative reading. Across the front label, of what had been Pride and Prejudiced, translated and read aloud, was now “FART” scrawled across it in red sharpie.
"Eeeeeehhhhh………who—-??"
This was, in all senses, a textbook example of what people would call a “mess”. A BIG mess. Iko stared down into the box and found that several of the other tapes were the same way. Well, same except for not all tapes had words as pleasant as “FART” on them. Who would do something like this? For what reason? AND WHAT DID “YOLO” MEAN?!
Iko hung her head, what if the librarian thought she did this?! She quickly dropped the cassette back into the box and looked around…there had to be someone who could help her….
Katsuo was just wandering through the library, the work he had to do just... not happening. he had his bag on his back, and he was planning on leaving, when he noticed someone out of the corner of his eye, standing over some sort of box. He stopped, and took a closer look, and then realised it was someone from one of his classes!
What was her name...? Ee... Uh... ESports? No, that's not a name... Ee... something. Yam? There was definitely a yam in there. Ok, now he was hungry. Shit.
In any case, name or no, Katsuo walked up to the other girl, and gave a slow wave... even though she couldn't see him.
"Uh... hey there. You need any help with... whatever it is you've got there?"
It wasn’t rare to find the comedian in the library. More often than not, she could be seen in the gym, trying to cheer people on as they failed at their tasks due to their being distracted by her noisiness. But in the library? Well. That was her second favorite place to kill time.
But this wasn’t a time for being killed! …Er. She didn’t have any time to kill! This was the week that she had to cram for tests! …Luckily for her, she didn’t actually have to cram anything. No… Her hard work had paid off, and now, she was taking a break, sitting on one of the edges of a shelf in the library.
The call of distress was not an unfamiliar one to her ears. Its owner may have been unfamiliar, but the sound? Why. Not so much! Hopping off of her seat, she shut the book, placing it back where she had been seated, and trekked until she reached the end of the row, took, a left, and then found herself staring at a guy who… who obviously didn’t know what he was doing.
With soft steps, she pattered her way up, hands tucked neatly behind her back, fingers interlaced. Stopping at about a yard away, she hissed,
"Hey, buddy! You need a hand there?"
One hand was removed from its hiding place. And then the other.
Looking up from his work, he saw a... very pink person. Somehow very pink despite the uniform. But she was offering help, and so Katsuo could do nothing but accept it... and ignore the... kind of bad joke. Maybe if he didn't say anything... she wouldn't know whether he liked it or not...
"A... hand? Uh... yeah, I could do with some help... Do you... know anything about algebra? Cause I'm kinda stumped."
Not really waiting for a response, he went back to staring at the page, hoping the answer would come to him through sheer effort... or osmosis. Or some mystical power.
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Hotaru bit her lip, her face looking hesitant for just a moment before she turned her gaze back to Katsuo.
"Admittedly, math is one of my weaker subjects… But I should be fine with algebra and the other material you’re working on. I mostly have trouble with more advanced forms like calculus, but fortunately that is not particularly relevant to my field of science. I should be able to help you."
With that, the zoologist sat down where boxer indicated and set Midori-san on the table.
"Don’t worry, she will not crawl on your work. …Probably."
The chameleon was indeed crawling around, but slowly. Her one sighted stereoscopic eye twitched in all directions. Was she watching Katsuo? The world may never know.
"Hmm, maybe you should not be so quick to dismiss math, though. I mean, of course this comes from a scientific perspective, but mathematics plays a big role in the field of physics, and I can imagine knowledge of physics would be beneficial to a boxer. Newtonian physics. In any case… which problem were you so frustrated with?"
Katsuo just watched the girl, as she moved around, setting the little... chameleon? Katsuo wanted to say chameleon. Setting the green lizard down, his eyes moved from her, to it. Watching the little thing move about and look around was infinitely more interesting than the work he had set out in front of him.
To be frank, he was actually kind of ignoring the girl at this point. He REALLY did not care for this work. And everything she just talked about, like... newt phys-x or whatever... flew over his head. When she had finished talking, a few beats of silence came between them, and then he jumped when he realised he was being REALLY RUDE.
"OH, uh... a-all of them...? I... don't really understand where to begin, to be honest..."
Not the best answer, but hopefully it would suffice... so he could go back to watching the green lizard scurry about.
As the Super High School Level Zoologist, Hotaru Ando had a talent steeped in the academic and therefore she had a hefty amount of classes she had to balance. Naturally, she had several tests coming up as well. She felt the familiar weight of the chameleon Midori-san on her shoulder. Hotaru had been given special permission by the administration to carry Midori-san anywhere on campus—even the library—as long as she handled her natural processes and didn’t make a mess.
After selecting several scientific textbooks and journals, she was walking to a nearby table with the heavy load when a brief outburst alerted her. Instead of joining in the chorus of shushes, she simply blinked in the boxer’s direction. He was in her year, wasn’t he? That was Katsuo Shinobu. In fact, they had several classes together, didn’t they?
She silently walked to his table and dropping her pile of books upon it with a heavy thump announced her presence. She sat in the chair directly across from him and leaned forward slightly after pushing her books aside, keeping her voice low.
"Hello, Shinobu-san. I do not think we have formally met before. Perhaps you require assistance? What are you studying? Is it something from one of the classes we share? I am well-versed in material pertaining to science but I should be able to assist in any subject. If it is beyond my abilities then may I suggest forwarding you to Ichikawa-san?"
Hotaru stopped the fast tumble of words that poured out of her mouth at once. She averted her eyes to the side briefly, pursing her lips. Asking too many questions and using too many complicated words had only led to trouble with her fellow students before. She had told herself she would try to improve upon that. Simply her language. Shorten her statements. Make friends.
She made eye contact with Katsuo again, her expression dropping back to neutral.
"What I mean is… do you need help? Maybe I should sit next to you so I can see what you’re working on better."
Katsuo jumped a bit at the sudden sound of books hitting the desk, then a voice greeting him. Looking around slightly, he finally realised where the mystery voice was coming from. Who was she...? Well, she'd told him that they were in the same classes a lot of the time, but that wasn't a NAME.
W... what was her name? Hotpot... Hot... uh... shit. Andaloro? No, that wasn't right either... Ah, shit.
Well, even if he didn't have a name, he could at least answer her about the help... and the comment about Ichikawa. Katsuo shivered a bit when she was mentioned. Out of fear? Who knows? It was definitely out of fear.
"U-uh... s-sure... I could use some help. It's... Maths. And all this algebra and fancy stuff that I'll probably never use once I leave here... I mean, I'm a boxer! The hell do I need maths for...?"
Katsuo rested his face on one of his hands, propped up by an elbow on the table. Maybe he'd just let the... Ichikawa thing slide. Yeah. No point brining her up when she could be right behind him... yeah, not a risk he'd want to take.
He half-heartedly motioned for the other girl to sit down. If she wanted to help, then he'd be all for it... he guessed. Help would be pretty good.
small ooc note for any non-doubters following this blog
((So I just reblogged an opener from a new thing called dream academy! Basically, this means it's only open to people who have been a part of Doubt before, so... sorry, indie blogs that may or may not follow me, your time hasn't quite come, yet :')
Any such posts and threads will be tagged with #dream academy, so you'll know if it's indie-able or not!))
Just another day in the Library | Katsuo Shinobu [Open!]
Hope’s Peak. What a glorious, hope-filled location, filled with the brightest and best students Japan, and the whole world, had to offer. With people ranging from the best in academics to sports, to some things that just couldn’t be categorised, Hope’s Peak truly was a blessing for the world, cultivating the hope of the next generation for all.
And it was in this school building, on a fair spring day, that one could find the school’s resident Cruiserweight Boxer, sitting in the library, trying his best to understand material for an upcoming test. It wasn’t going so well, as you could see the look of concentration on his face, a small bead of sweat forming out of sheer effort.
And then, suddenly, a sharp exhale, followed by a sound of distress.
"Ugh, I can’t do this…!"
He’d forgotten the library was meant to be a quiet place. One or two ‘shh’es rang out, the people obviously not sympathetic to his plight. And so, Katsuo Shinobu sat, hoping against hope that someone would come in and save him from the torture of not knowing what the hell he was doing.
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((Because Doubt 2 is over and Doubt 3 has officially revealed it's roster, I just thought it'd be pertinent to share here that I AM planning on using this blog in the future as an indie roleplay blog! So if you ever wanted to RP with my dumb boxer child for some reason, look forward to the future! You'll likely get a chance!))
Well since everyone else is doing it, I might as well post Katsuo's app, and also
let you know that all my private posts can be found right over here, but unfortunately I'm lazy so most of them lack context, gomen
Maybe I'll write a post about my feelings later
probably
but for now, his app! Don't ask me how he got in, I don't know:
Character Name : Katsuo Shinobu
Gender : M
Age : 18
Height : 6'0"/183cm
Weight : 85kg
Super High-School Level _____ : Cruiserweight Boxer
Small Biography / Intro : When Katsuo was a child, he joined his elementary school's boxing club, and found a way to harness his natural strength and attitude. From then on, he never stopped boxing, and as soon as he felt eligible, he started boxing professionally, lying about his age. After a period of suspicion, the bookers didn't care due to his overwhelming performances, and the fact that he looked old enough anyway. Eventually, he managed to get caught up in a local gang's schemes, and didn't realise it until they told him to throw a match, which he proceeded to not do. Obviously, this made them VERY angry with him, and he went into hiding, giving up his professional career for his life. He continued to train and box underground under a pseudonym, and he soon found himself with a chance to get away from it all... an invitation to Hope's Peak.
Skill #1 : Katsuo is an accomplished in-fighter with a flawless professional record, 200-0-0 (173 KOs).
Skill #2 : Katsuo is also known to have an explosive presence in a fight, coming back from seeming losses and pounding away at the opponent before they knew what hit them, landing the KO blow time and time again.
Strength : Katsuo is incredibly good at staying on his feet after a blow to the head, and also possesses extraordinary agility and strength thanks to his boxing. He's also quick to think, and quick to react.
Weakness : Katsuo's glaring weakness is his sheer naivete and trustworthiness of people. It's gotten him in trouble with the wrong sorts of people many a time, and it isn't about to stop. He's also not the smartest person around...
Items :
1) Boxing gloves
2) His brand of 'lucky' Bandaids
3) Hand wraps
4) Fake Championship Belt
5) Hair Gel
Are you willing to be the Mastermind? : No
Prompt :
2) How did your character react when they got their invitation to Hope’s Peak? Did they tell anyone? Who? Why?
It was another day, another fight, another win. Business as usual for Katsuo Shinobu, the SHSL Cruiserweight Boxer. He lamented the loss of his boxing career, but was thankful for the underground circuits he boxed in. ...But if only he didn't mess up and get into major trouble, then he'd still be following his dream. That's what he thought as he placed the final punch against his opponent's jaw, knocking his opponent down. The referee called 10, and the match was over. Knock out.
When Katsuo returned home and took off his mask, he noticed something on his table. A letter, with a strange symbol on the front. It was addressed to him, and used his real name, not his stage name. He tentatively opened it, and started to read the enclosed words. His eyes shot wide when he realised... this was an invitation to Hope's Peak! This was unreal! This was his big chance to get away from his current life of solitude, and go back to being a regular dude again! He teared up a bit, hands shaking as he gripped the letter. He wished he could tell his folks, but as far as they knew... he was gone. He had nobody else to tell, so he put the letter down, and started to pack the essentials, ready for a hope-filled second chance at life in Hope's Peak Academy, free from the torment he'd put himself into.
10) Imagine your character was chosen as a victim in the game. Would they try to fight back? Would they leave any dying messages? Describe how your character might react in a situation where another character intends to kill them. Feel free to use scenes or areas from previous games as the setting.
Katsuo was in the changing room on the second floor, training. He was so focused, he barely heard the door slide open to reveal another person walking in. The room was eerily silent, save the thwaps of Katsuo's gloved fist hitting fabric. After a while, he slowed down, as the other person moved behind them. His focus was now not on the punching bag, but on the intentions of his new 'buddy'. And he was on the money, as he juked right, avoiding a slice from a kitchen knife, which met the punching bag instead, the sand now spilling out.
"Hey! The hell you think you're doin!?" His attacker did not speak, but instead lunged at him again, this time going for a stab to the chest. Katsuo swiftly dodged to the left, but caught a nick on his side, which was now bleeding. He never usually did go against those with knives... "Are you -crazy-!? That could have killed me!" Again, the lunge. Again, the dodge. Again, the near hit. This went on for some time, Katsuo not wishing to fight, but blood leaving him all the same. He had a hand over his wounds, trying to stop the pain.
And in one moment of hesitation... the knife struck true. Lodged in Katsuo's chest, blood started to seep around it. He looked down slowly, the pain not having registered yet. Drip, drip. The sounds of the blood hitting the floor served as a wake-up call. As blood started to come from his mouth, he could only release one word. "...why...?" Katsuo collapsed on to the floor. The light had left his eyes, and he ceased to exist.
11) Imagine your character has been voted as a culprit during a trial - regardless of whether they were guilty or not. What would their execution be like? This doesn’t have to be set in stone - it can be changed later in the game! But let us know about some ideas you have! Write it as if it is actually happening.
"THE FIGHT OF YOUR LIFE!" Katsuo stands in the middle of a boxing ring, all lights on him. As he looks around, he sees the stands... filled with Monokumas, and in one section, his classmates. He has terror spread on his face, as the round bell chimes. As soon as it does, the Monokumas from the stands start to flood the ring. Katsuo is chained to the center by his ankles, but he has enough freedom to keep himself moving. He bops the Monokumas as they come. One... two... five... ten... twenty-five...
After what seems like an eternity to Katsuo, the round bell chimes again. Katsuo falls to his knees, cuts and bruises all over him from the barrage of claws and tiny paws. Steam rises off of him from his exertion. After 10 seconds, the bell chimes again. Katsuo strains himself to get on his feet, as a much larger, beefier Monokuma plods to the ring. Katsuo makes it onto his feet, only to have the colour drain from his face as he spots his next opponent. After the Monokuma enters, Katsuo immediately goes for the KO, landing punch after punch against the giant bear's face, but seemingly having nothing come of it.
After he exerts the last of his strength, Katsuo falls backwards onto the mat. A Monokuma in a referee outfit slides in and starts to count. ...10. After the call, the Large Monokuma sits on Katsuo's torso, and starts to punch him in the face repeatedly. The regular Monokumas flood the ring again, and they form a pile on top of Katsuo. After a long while, they disperse. The only thing left to suggest Katsuo was even there... is his pair of bloodstained Boxing gloves in a pool of blood.
Picture : (I don't have a picture yet, but I do have a description;;; ) Standing with a straight posture, his darker than average skin is taut around him due to his muscular yet lean build. His bright blond hair stands upright, almost as if held by his sheer force of will. He also wears a bandaid over the bridge of his nose, because he saw it once in an anime and thought it looked cool. He usually wears a red, zipped leather hoodie, with the front undone and the hood down. He doesn't wear an undershirt to allow at least some of his skin to breathe. His hands are either bandaged or covered in his boxing gloves. If he's not wearing his gloves, they hang, tied around his waist for ease of access. He wears red boxing shorts casually, claiming both that they are comfortable and that it allows him to fight whenever he likes. He doesn't wear boxing BOOTS casually, though, he saves that for the ring. Instead he wears ankle-length white plain socks under plain white trainers.
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Character Blog URL : shslcruiserweightboxer.tumblr.com
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