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HELLO! 

If you’re receiving this letter, then congratulations! You have been selected for a one of a kind vacation on a far off island for your entire summer vacation where you’ll be alone and don’t need to pay for anything. I know that it definitely sounds fishy, and I wouldn’t blame you if you felt you couldn’t trust this letter. 

But I can promise you that this is nothing short of a scam. You’ve been such a great influence to have on campus - we felt you really needed a break from everything to just have some time off to yourself. How about it, huh? 

- The administrators of H,P.A.

Although the note seemed extremely suspicious, eventually- everyone came to terms with it and decided to head along on the vacation. Besides, it was only going to be for a month, right? So, there they were. On the larger than expected cruise ship heading straight towards the island they were to be staying at for the remainder of their vacation.

A few hours later, it seemed the cruise ship would arrive at it’s destination. Stopping at the dock on the shore, everyone began to stumble out one by one until nobody was left inside. The captain of the ship stumbled out to greet everyone - tell them that they’d be back when their vacation was over and to stay safe and have a good time. It didn’t take long for the caption to steer the cruise ship away, and out of sight. 

What was left behind was a group of twenty strangers, standing around the island looking around at their surroundings curiously. 

Now that they were left alone and had an entire island to themselves... Now what? What were they supposed to do...? Well, that was all up to them! 

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Hello, and welcome to the starting point of Despairing Vacation! Things to know before we get started:

At the point of this small introductory post being posted, you are no longer allowed to make pre-DV starters unless you have already been given permission ahead of time to do so. 

The prologue will last for a week until September 4th. 

Remember - this is the calm before the storm. This is for starting off character’s relationships, and your character’s having a good time before it’s murder time.

Your characters do not have their student ID’s on them just yet. I will say when they have them. 

The tags that we will be using for posting starter calls, minis, opens, etc. are: “DV rp ad” “DV mini” “DV open”.  Be sure to also tag each post accordingly to the chapter we are on- which is the prologue. 

Remember: While us as the muns are perfectly aware that our characters had a mind wipe - our characters are NOT. Do not reference it unless you approach the mod about it first. 

This post is okay to reblog for reference.

The man shudders to himself, remembering every brutal death he’s witnessed on the big screens everywhere. He had no time to think about this, however. The mastermind could be watching and could kill him at any given moment. He had to be quick, though he wasn’t sure of what could happen. When the team had managed to find the island, he could clearly recall the final trial of the vacation starting to take place.

But he had to act fast. He wasn’t sure what would happen to him if he didn’t find those remaining before the mastermind could find him, first.

The man hears the sounds of the hotel’s doors opening, and he can’t help but to look towards it curiously. He sees the silhouette of four people stumbling out, and it’s only when he sees that they look very familiar - he gasps quietly to himself. Cupping his hands around his lips, he takes in a deep breath and shouts to the group.

“HEY! GUYS!”

His call catches the attention of those alive, as they all stumble towards him rather confusedly. He couldn’t blame them, he can admit. This was the first time all of them were seeing somebody who wasn’t in their messed up game, but he still can’t help but to feel… remorse for them. They had started off as such a big group, and now, here he is - looking to the Ultimate Boxer, Idol, Test Taker, and Hikkikomori who seem to look completely and utterly defeated after their last trial.

“...’s this really all’ve ya?” He questions them, and they all look at him rather confusedly.

“...Who are you?” Tohru is the first to speak up between the group.

“...Oh, right.” The man pulls his hair out of his face, giving a nervous laugh to the group. He probably should’ve introduced himself first before anything else, right? Well, considering he’s being asked - it’s better late than never. He holds out a hand to those alive for any one of them to grab and shake, before he continues on with his introduction.

“I actually-- I actually went t’the same school as all’ve ‘ya. Name’s Oswald, an’ I’m the Ultimate Mechanic. It’s a real pleasure meetin’ya.”

As he’s doing his introduction, he notices that two of the students wander off from him. He doesn’t bother to stop them, however - they’ve been through so much, they probably need a moment. He pulls his hand back after Tohru gives his hand a firm shake and shoves his hands into his pockets, as he turns his attention to look at the boat  resting idly against the dock.

“I’ve been part’ve a team who’s been tryin’ t’find y’all since the game started. I really do wish we could’a found traces to this island sooner, but it’s better late than never. The minute the mastermind went an’ said that the boat pieces are scattered ‘round and’ya had t’find ‘em, the team thought it’d be a good idea to send me.” Turning his attention back to the group, Oswald gives them a small - but an assuring smile.

“So I’m here t’get ‘ya outta here and back to civilization.”

Although Tohru had given a lighthearted response to Oswald showing up extremely late, the group had eventually split up. Suki, Akihiko, and Totoko had wandered off someplace else to talk, while Tohru ventured into the hotel to get the parts for the boat for Oswald to fix. Oswald had quite a bit of time to think to himself, wandering onto the boat to get a look at what he had to fix up.

He wondered if he should bring up the fact that he was supposed to be on this vacation to the survivors. He hadn’t even mentioned it to the team back in civilization that he had received an invitation from the mastermind herself to join their vacation - but had ultimately turned it down because he was in an entirely different class. Maybe it was a good decision on him to not accept it-? Oswald couldn’t help but to think of what would’ve happened had he decided to join more often than not.

He wasn’t sure if he should mention to the others that things back at home weren’t as normal as they could’ve been.

Ever since the broadcast went up - it felt like the world split into a heavy debate between hope and despair. He had met so many people who would go out of their way to torment those who wished they could get those shown in the broadcast out and back at home - and had met so many people who despised the broadcast and wanted nothing more than to prove to be of some help. Everything was divided- and he hated having to witness everything with his own eyes. Most of the time, even he didn’t share which side he was sided with. Though, he knew he would stick with hope thick and through.

Eventually, Tohru would come out of the hotel, bringing parts of the boat one by one. Oswald would waste no time repairing the boat as quickly as he could, and within the hour, Oswald had managed to fix it up and restore the boat back to its former self.

“...How do you do that so quickly?” Tohru would ask, peeking over Oswald’s shoulder curiously when he noticed he was done.

Should he mention that he’s a toon, giving him the ability to fix things quicker than others? Oswald thinks on it for a few seconds, but ultimately decides not to.

Besides, considering the fact they had just survived a killing game operated by two toons themselves, Oswald was nervous about what their reaction might be. So he opts to shrug his shoulders instead, giving a sly smile towards Tohru. “I’m the ultimate mechanic fer a reason.”

“You make a point there, I guess…” Tohru’s voice is quiet, but he shrugs his shoulders and makes his way into the boat, taking the furthest seat away from the others.

It doesn’t take longer for the rest to get inside of the boat as well, though. Even though Oswald DID have to go out and find the rest of them, and literally haul Suki over his shoulders so they could all get on, Oswald doesn’t waste any time starting the boat up and sailing away from the island.

The survivor’s can’t help but to look over the boat’s sides, watching as the island they had grown so used to--the island they all spent their lives on for the past few months on, fade off in the distance. They had been waiting for this day for so long, and while they’re glad they were able to get away… They can’t help but to feel a bit melancholy at the thought of leaving. It’s weird.

Oswald takes notice to the tension in the air rather quickly. His hands on the wheel of the boat, he turns to look over his shoulder to the survivors. He notices they’re quiet, still looking over the edge of the boat until the island is no longer in sight.

“...Y’guys are real strong, y’know that?” Oswald breaks the silence.

Although none of them respond back to him, he can feel their eyes looking in on him when he speaks up.

Oswald taps a few fingers against the wheel, taking in a deep breath.

“...’n I won’t lie t’ya, It’s gonna be real hard adjusting to everythin’ again. Nothin’s like how it used t’be before the broadcast started.”

“If you don’t mind me asking, Oswald-kun…” Totoko speaks up, putting a finger to her cheek curiously. “How big was the broadcast? Is it really true that it was real big?”

Oswald takes in a deep breath. He realizes now that he’s never actually talked about this with anyone who wasn’t in the immediate group setting out to find the survivors, he’s not even sure where to start. But he nods, looking over his shoulder to look towards Totoko. “It was. It was on every television screen y’looked at, an’ even if y’tried t’ignore it, it’s all everyone talked about.”

“I see…” Totoko’s voice is quiet, but Oswald can tell there’s still a hint of curiosity in her voice.

“Then, who was your favorite?”

Oswald can hear Akihiko ask under his breath if that’s something Totoko should really be asking, and he can’t help but to chuckle.. “Well, I don’t like thinkin’ of all’ve ‘ya as just...characters in a show, ‘cuz none’ve ‘ya deserved t’go through that. But if y’really wanted t’know who I enjoyed watchin’ the most, it was Peacock.”

He makes sure to put emphasis on the word was.

and it’s quiet between him and the survivors all over again.

But it’s fine. He doesn’t mind - he can hear them talk under their breath about everything that had happened until it was completely silent again. He could only assume that they had dozed off, and he didn’t want to bother them. They deserved that rest, anyhow. He had to focus on getting them back home.

There was a lot for Oswald to process.

From the fact that he had managed to find the survivors with his team, to the fact that someone he had enjoyed watching whenever she was on screen ended up being the puppet master behind the entire killing game-- from knowing that he had at the very least recognized these people back in school… He didn’t even know where to start. But he had gotten so lost in his thoughts, he had gone into an auto-pilot of sorts.

While getting lost in his thoughts, Oswald had noticed that the shape of an upcoming land just ahead.

Home.

He takes in a deep breath. Now was the time to tell them - the survivors, that things wouldn’t be the same. He had just vaguely mentioned that things would be harder, but he had no idea how to tell them that everything was as divided as it was. He clears his throat, hoping to wake the survivors up. He hears stirring behind him, and knows that now-- this is the time to mention it.

“...I ain’t gonna lie t’ya guys. It’s goin’ t’be hard adjusting to life again.” He speaks up, keeping his focus on the land that’s ever so slowly getting larger as he approaches it. 

“...You’ve said this already.” Akihiko speaks up, raising a brow towards Oswald. 

“I know I have. But I--” Oswald pauses. “... I should tell y’all. Before I left, everythin’ was divided. I met people who wanted t’save ‘ya, and I met just as many people who watched the broadcast with a smile on their faces. I watched those people torment those who found the broadcast disgustin’. I’ve even met people who thought all’ve it was fictional and relished in comin’ up with theories.” 

It’s silent between the survivors.

“...So things ain’t gonna be how y’remember it, an’ I’m warning ‘ya now to be on your toes. I don’t know what’s goin’ t’happen when people see yer back. There might be people who will be relieved t’see ‘ya, and others who will torment ya to hell an’ back.” Oswald lets out a sigh. The land they’re approaching gets bigger, and bigger, and bigger, until-- 

They reach the dock, reuniting them with the place they had once called home. Oswald stands up from where he sat, looking over his shoulder to the survivors before he steps off the boat. 

Everything looked trashed. There was no doubt that everything had turned to ruins since he left-- especially with the reveal of the mastermind. He gives a smile to the survivors as they all step off the boat, shoving his hands into his pockets before speaking up again.

“...Welcome home.” He says, locking eyes with everyone. “An’ stay safe.” 

As everyone comes to the next morning, the first thing everyone will notice is a ship docked against the island. Could that be it- ? Could that be their way out? Those still alive quickly scramble out from where they were, rushing towards the boat with a hopeful look until they notice something’s off immediately.

The propeller’s missing.

The steering wheel to guide the boat is missing. 

In fact- it looks as if a lot of things from the boat are missing - the key parts to make it run. This was...some soft of a joke. Right? Those still alive look to each other with a look of confusion, about to ask what the hell is going on-

Until the sounds of the intercom come on interrupt their thoughts. 

They almost expect to hear that stupid bear’s voice, and brace themselves for the sheer annoyance to come from it. 

“GOOOOD MORNIN’, EVERYONE!” 

...That’s not Monokuma’s voice. 

“I see yer all awake and noticed the boat that’s docked against the island! Ain’t that somethin’?” 

That’s Bendy’s. 

It’s clear that these are pre-recorded messages, but what was the point of playing them like that? To get a rise out of everyone still alive, probably. 

“Well, if I told ‘ya that y’could get a way outta this island with those boats- how would’ya feel? All ‘ya gotta do is search ‘round the island for the missing parts. But-- there’s a catch!” 

...

“Y’gotta find out who the mastermind is before y’can leave. If y’fail to figure out who it is by the end of the week, then all’ve ‘ya will die.” 

It felt weird hearing Bendy say this, when just the other day he was desperately telling the others he can’t tell them who the mastermind is - afraid that if he does, they’ll all be dead. 

“Happy huntin’!” 

and with that- the intercoms shut off.

FIND THE MASTERMIND.

and we’re hopping RIGHT into it! 

As of now, investigation on finding both the clues to the mastermind and t he boat’s parts are on. Because of how long it could take, investigation will last until either 3/3, or 3/5, depending on when the mastermind trial will be.

The mastermind trial will take place on either 3/4, or 3/6. We will take a vote to see what everyone can do. 

If there’s the chance in the mastermind trial that you guess the wrong mastermind, you will immediately bad end.

Think about the clues you find wisely. You could literally die if you guess wrong. 

All locations are opened- including the fair.

You are no longer allowed to start threads for chapter 5, unless given permission to otherwise.

Investigation will continue as it normally does. Be sure to @ the one in charge of investigation in the discord server, and we’ll get back to it as soon as we can. 

As Monokuma strolls through the beach, monitoring everything to see if everything’s alright and nobody’s breaking any rules, he notices a figure near the blown up planetarium. Growing curious, the mechanical bear approaches the figure- only to see that it’s none other than Lear Miyanoshita himself, laying on the sands of the beach...

Looking awfully, and dangerously close to dozing off. 

How curious.

“You’re aware it’s way past night hours. Right?” Monokuma questions Lear, standing where he is. 

Lear only manages to narrow his eyes towards the bear approaching him. It was clear that if he had gotten very little, to not sleep  at all these past few days. In fact- it seems as if Lear’s been out of it since the discovery of Lion’s corpse, and although Lear laughs - he looks to Monokuma with a look of sheer amusement on his face. "Last I checked, there weren't any rules against being outside at night."

Monokuma blinks. While Lear wasn’t wrong about there not being any rules against being outside at night - there was certainly a rule that Lear was very close to breaking. He pulls out a student handbook he has on him, scrolling through the rules as if trying to find the one he’s referring to. “You’re right about that- but... there is a rule about falling asleep outside of the living quarters. And, y’know. You look pretty close to falling asleep noooow?” He chuckles.

“And if I were you, I’d go back there now before you break the rules.” 

Lear doesn’t take his gaze off Monokuma. He blinks, before holding his arm - revealing a handcuff stained in dried blood attached to his wrist - clearly attached to something in the ground beneath him. Monokuma didn’t expect for that to happen - and it was obvious the little ink demon controlling him didn’t, either. 

Monokuma questions Lear if he’s feeling despair. He’s been out of it since Lion’s untimely death - and he was satisfied knowing that he was getting exactly what he wanted. 

However, Lear goes on a tangent. Saying that what he’s feeling isn’t despair. That it’s defiance - and he’s had enough of this fucking game that the bear’s been putting them through. He lays his head back, closing his eyes, as he gets in the final word. 

“I’m not playing your fucking game anymore; They’re waiting for me.” 

...and, before Monokuma can get a chance to respond to Lear properly- the bear can only watch in complete and utter silence as he lays his head back after his speech. He watches for a few seconds, watching as his chest heaves up and down to a more...relaxed state, and with a few light pokes to the cheek with a nearby stick - it doesn't take long for Monokuma-- 

 Or... rather, the person controlling the robot, to realize that he's fallen asleep.

 Lear Miyanoshita has broken one of the rules given to him at the beginning of the vacation - and talked back to the headmaster of the vacation-- 

 And he has to be punished for it. With a chuckle, Monokuma covers his mouth with his hands. 

He sways back and forth from foot to foot, as if narrowing his eyes towards the Ultimate Cryptid. He reaches behind his back, tilting his head curiously before speaking up. "Well, if y'reaaaaaaaaaaally wanna be with 'em... [BE MY GUEST.]" Monokuma pulls out a-- 

 A gun from behind his back and aims it towards Lear, his finger resting lightly on the trigger. He seems to play with the trigger for a few seconds before doing anything with it, and he continues to stare - rather wordlessly, before putting just a little bit more pressure onto the trigger. 

but not hard enough to pull it just yet. 

 "You'll be with them soon enough! Goodnight, Lear Miyanoshita!"

And with that-- Monokuma approaches Lear and presses the nozzle of the gun against his forehead lightly. A grin appears wide on the bears face as his finger pulls back-- pulling the trigger along with it, as a loud BANG echoes in the dead of the night, surely waking up those still in the hotel-- 

Or causing them to turn their attention to the sound curiously. 

 Monokuma watches as the blood pours from Lear- and watches as his breathing comes to full and complete stop. 

Lear Miyanoshita, the Ultimate Cryptid Parkour, has been punished for breaking the rules. 

Well, upon roaming the halls - it wouldn’t take long to find out exactly why that feeling everyone’s been getting was there. As Suki turns the corner to enter the dining hall, she’s met with a sight she didn’t expect to be seeing so early in the morning. She had always made it a routine to go through the dining room to get to the kitchen to find something to eat- and nothing had ever caused her to expect to see what she came across.

In the dining room, she finds a chair knocked over. Although it doesn’t look like there had been a struggle, it’s easy to tell that somebody else had been there earlier in the day. 

As others begin to flood the room, everyone’s eyes turn to... 

... 

To what’s laying on the floor below them. 

DING DONG...DING DONG! A BODY HAS BEEN DISCOVERED!!  JUSTIN THYME, THE ULTIMATE PUNMASTER, AND UTA, THE ULTIMATE ??? CHAMELEON, ARE DEAD.

...It happened again. Perhaps-- Monokuma was right. He did say that if nobody could figure out who the traitor was by the end of the week, then...somebody would be dead.

...

Well, no matter where you were - the sounds of the speakers turning on fills you with a dread that you weren’t expecting to feel so shortly after the events of a trial. Doesn’t that bear give you guys a week break in between making his appearance, anyways? You sit in your room, tiredly turning your head up towards the speaker to listen to whatever it was the bear had to say.

“GOOD MORNING, EVERYONE!” The speakers seem to be working after weeks of it cutting in and out. That’s odd, but at least it’s annoying to listen to, anymore.

“COME TO THE LOBBY! I HAVE A FUN ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE! And I better see all of you there. If you’re not there, you know what’s coming.”

...Just like that, the speakers go quiet, and there’s an unspoken confusion on the faces of those who are still alive. However, they’ve grown used to this, haven’t they? Pushing themselves up and away from whatever they were doing. Slowly, but surely, everyone gathers in the lobby and can’t help but to look around towards those entering the lobby.

Everybody looked like a god damn mess. 

Too much had happened in the time frame of what felt to be a few weeks- who knew, really? It was hard to keep track of time when you’re thrown into a literal killing game. Although nobody spoke to one another, it did feel kind of assuring to know that everyone was safe, even if tensions were high.

Well, their moments of relaxation were soon to come to an end - when none other than the monochromatic bear made his appearance, standing on the lobby desk with a little spin. “Good! You’re all here. Boy, do I have some exciting news for you!” He exclaims, throwing his hands up in the air.

“...If y’don’t mind me askin’,” Bendy starts up, crossing his arms as he stares towards Monokuma with a look of confusion. “But what’s the deal with havin’ all’ve us come ‘ere? Dont’cha usually give us a few days’a cool down before throwin’ somethin’ towards us?” 

“...Usually, but I’m not in the mood for that this time around. I’m sick and tired of waiting for something to happen, so I’ve got some interesting news for all of ‘ya to hear!” Monokuma covers his mouth with his paws, chuckling behind them.

“...So you’re just going to throw another motive at us without giving us any time to rest?” Tohru looks at Monokuma after taking in a deep breath. It’s clear to everyone surrounding him how tired he is-- but nobody chooses to address it. 

“You’re saying that like as if it’s a bad thing.” ...It kind of is, Monokuma. You’re not giving any of these poor fellows a chance to relax and think to themselves.

For a few moments, everyone is silent-- including Monokuma himself. The silence is nervewrecking-- even to the bear who claims to be their headmaster, that eventually he clears his throat and chuckles under his breath. “Anyways-- you wanna know what the important announcement I had was...?”

“Spit it out, already.” Peacock hisses out, glaring towards the bear.

“Well, alright. But only cause you asked so kindly.” 

“I hope you haven’t gotten used to everyone’s company yet-- because boy, do I’ve got some news for you!” A pause--

“There’s a traitor amongst you.”

The collective silence from the guests makes the tension in the air seem to grow stronger, and no one can really seem to figure out what to say. “...Sorry?” Totoko is the first to break the silence, as her eyes scan those who are still alive, trying to find the right words to say.

“You heard me right.” Monokuma says behind his paws, a light chuckle leaving him every now and then. “There’s a traitor amongst the lot of you. One of you is pretending to be thrown into this game-- when in reality, they’re working behind the scenes and are the reason why all of you are here in the first place.”

Everyone glances around to look at each other- unable to say a word. They hold back from saying anything, unsure about how to feel knowing that... one of them is a traitor. 

Knowing that one of them put them there.

Knowing that one of them... isn’t who they’re saying they are. 

Before any of them could get the chance to speak up and ask any questions-- the bear who had been standing on the lobby desk, making a performance and laughing at their reactions to his words, had decided to get the final word in.

“And if you don’t figure out who it is by the end of this week... somebody’s going to end up dead.” 

And...just like that, Monokuma seems to disappear from the lobby all together, leaving the group in silence as they think to themselves. Nobody can say much of a word to one another, but the tensions in the air are high. Eventually, the lobby seems to disperse with everyone leaving one by  one - or in pairs. 

...One of them is a traitor, and if they can’t figure out who it is within a week, then somebody is going to end up dead.

But without any clues to know who it possibly could be...

...

Who is it? 

Ya’ll thought you were gonna get a week of rest? That’s funny! Nah. 

Welcome to chapter five of despairing vacation-- AND welcome a new motive! 

That being said - due to the fact that a motive dropped so quickly, a victim and culprit will be selected shortly. However, unlike previous chapters, you are not allowed to volunteer yourself for this chapter, as both the victim and culprit have already been selected. Keep an eye out on your DMs after this intro is posted to see if you have been selected.

As of right now, due to the fact the motive dropped right away, there is no planned date for the fifth trial of the game. However, this chapter should not go on any longer past February 4th. 

You are not allowed to start threads retaining to chapter 4 or any previous chapters. You can only continue previous threads if given permission to by the mod.

There is no new location opening up. 

The fair is still on the island, however, most of the rides don’t seem to be working anymore. The ferris wheel, however, is still working fine. Fair games are still working fine, as well. 

Although there will be no free time this chapter, you can treat the week following up to the eventual body reveal as “free time.” However, keep in mind the motive. It was revealed there’s a traitor, anyways...

Dead chat is NOT allowed to reveal who’s dying and who’s killing for this chapter under any circumstances.Be the snake that you are.