8 Different Students of Despair

A city of lights, life, and despair awaits…

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Akedo City Despair is a closed, submission-based Danganronpa OC roleplay group, set in an alternate Danganronpa universe! 18 incoming Kibogamine Academy students are invited to attend an introductory seminar, showcasing what the fruits of their talent can achieve at the nation’s critically-acclaimed school for the gifted. This is an introduction to what awaits these hopeful students for the what may be the rest of their school lives; it’s an experience some would die for…

APPLICATIONS OPEN: 01/27

A city of lights, life, and despair awaits…

[APPS] * [ABOUT] * [RULES] * [MODS]

Akedo City Despair is a closed, submission-based Danganronpa OC roleplay group, set in an alternate Danganronpa universe! 18 incoming Kibogamine Academy students are invited to attend an introductory seminar, showcasing what the fruits of their talent can achieve at the nation’s critically-acclaimed school for the gifted. This is an introduction to what awaits these hopeful students for the what may be the rest of their school lives; it’s an experience some would die for…

APPLICATIONS OPEN: 01/27

His musings were interrupted by a crash, followed by a surprisingly loud shriek. It sounded almost as if someone had been shot or something, based on how things generally seemed to occur in this academy. Soon after those thoughts reached him, they were quelled by the sight of the bucket, still dripping with water, rolled out of a nearby classroom. In an instant, Taiki picked up his pace and jogged over to help. 

“Tch...do things appear as if they’re alright?”

She responded moodily, sitting up and observing her dripping, disgusting jacket with a curl of her lip. This is exactly how you prevent making friends, Akemi. Nonetheless, she can’t help her attitude at the moment. With a grunt, she stood up and looked herself over, knowing that these clothes were in dire need of a washing now.

After she finished, Taiki felt that this was the time for a much needed hug for the others. They were both genuinely worried for him, and after hearing their own stories, the organizer was equally worried about them.

She leaned into the hug slightly and nodded. “I-I know you can...um....get through this, Hamasaki-san...”

Upon being prompted, Eve gentle joined in on the group hug, only remaining there for a short while herself.

“Brah, don’t even, like, worry about it, man! Gotta take life like it is, you know? Fail! Succeed! Stop! Go! You do you, man, we all, like, do us, you know? It’s like, ride the wind, bro! You’ll get to where you gotta be!”

“Haha-- guess so. Math’s always just been a pain for me, you know?”

“…………….Apples……?”

She paused, seeming to take a moment to register what he was talking about.

“…………Right…………..but isn’t that……..enough to carry………?…….You might just………..drop them………again……”

And- Oh? What’s this? Apples everywhere? Hoshi stopped in his tracks to follow the trail of fruits. Fruits? Or were they, like, technically vegetables or something? Or maybe not even technically.. Could have them mixed up again.

Who was this? He sure looked familiar, but Hoshi couldn’t quite place the name. Regardless, he came back down to Earth upon the registry of his request.

“Oh, sha! No problem, dude!”

Bending over to scoop up the apples that had rolled every which way, he dumped each one back into the bag as he went.

“……………………..”

And he wasn’t going to mention any more than that, it seemed. Curie wondered if she should take the lead, but that would mean putting effort into her life. Instead, she would just…go.

“I know, I know……I’m sorry. Aahh…The nurse will be here to help, soon….”

She did her best to keep her voice quiet and gentle, as not to panic Tsubasa any further or cause him any discomfort. That in mind, she quickly realized the other students were staring…….and shot them all an icy cold glare. Something about the gaze deterred them from looking this direction any more.

“K-k.....no....just......keep.....others away....hhh.....s.....sorry.....h-hurts.....more.....than normal.......”

He was afraid to move his hand away from his ribs, even though he knew compression was not the best move. The doctors had told him after the incident that there was always a chance for the lung to collapse again, and...despite his best efforts to conceal it, and despite his avoidance of the doctors, he had likely also developed other respiratory problems along the way. He had to get this under control before he really got himself in trouble....

“……………”

Curie watched the boy fumble with he was holding, only shifting her focus when he dropped the apples. Her eyes followed the fruits as they bounced, then began to roll, and eventually stop in their individual places. Eventually, she decided to move….picking up the apples, one by one. She cleaned each one off using her shawl before putting them in her bag.

When she was done collecting the crimson fruits, she slowly walked over to the door, moving her hand up to open it, before pausing, her focus having landed on the tub of cookie dough. Her gaze was…..longing, but she shook that off rather quickly before opening the door.

“Aha-- thanks....guess I grabbed a bunch of stuff without really, uh, thinking about how tough it would be to move it.”

The odd way she spoke didn’t quite stick out to Ren, considering the fact that many of the people he spoke with had their share of quirks and speaking habits.

“……Tch, <I bet he did try to tell you, ya big jerk. Adults never listen.>”

After muttering her complaints under her breath, Yvette decided she could be grumpy about that man’s generation later. Tsubasa was the priority.

So he can’t move his hands, other than to grip…..that place. How worrying could Tsubasa possibly get? It seemed worse every time this happened. Reaching into her bag, Yvette pulled out a bottle of water and a sweet-smelling ribbon; one of Kaida’s. It was a gift given to her by the petite blonde in hopes it might help relax Tsubasa when she wasn’t around. She placed the water bottle to the side and gently dropped the ribbon in Tsubasa’s palm.

“Alright, alright…Let’s just focus on relaxing, okay? It’s gonna be fine. Just….slow your breaths. If you can manage it, sit up straight, against the gate. It’ll help you breathe.”

Yvette beckoned over two reliable students she knew and asked them to get the nurse to come to this location. While they were running off, the teacher barked at her a little about sending students away from class without permission, and she calmly replied that she was a well trusted student and the assistant to the nurse, immediately following that up with the fact that she was the only one here who knew what to do with Tsubasa in the meantime, so she couldn’t get the nurse on her own.

After the teacher slunk backwards to avoid getting scolded for not letting someone do their job, Yvette pulled her parasol out of her bag and held it over Tsubasa to protect him from the heat.

He let out a couple of hard coughs, feeling the eyes of his fellow students watching him. He’d become a spectacle. Even though students were still running, as per their teacher’s orders, it didn’t stop them from staring as they ran by. Some even slowed down unconsciously as they neared, jogging past him in a wide circle.