#rms3chapter1

As soon as the trial ended with the gruesome execution of the SHSL Chainsaw Performer (that Raeleigh hadn’t even bothered to watch anyways due to the fact that he was already incredibly ill as it was), the students had received ‘gifts’- A keychain and 2 monocoins.

Immediately, Raeleigh had snatched up the items taking his leave first ahead of all the others- he absolutely would not have a panic attack in front of all of those students. He absolutely refused to. In fact, he would much rather die than have anything like that happen in front of so many others. It sounded positively dreadful. 

Upon scrambling out of the trial room Raeleigh found himself fleeing like a dog with a tail between its legs and he did not stop until he had entered a place he hadn’t gone yet, and was certain that no one else would be here for quite some time as well. It was the Movie Theater, and he paid no heed for whatever happened to be playing this week. He simply entered one of the rooms and quickly seated himself in one of the back rows of the room. Taking in a deep, shaky breath Raeleigh threw the hood of his jacket over his head before bringing his knees up to his chest clutching them tightly as he put his head in the middle of them. 

When everyone had entered Town Hall and found a seat to sit in, Monobear began his outrageous announcement of what Raeleigh could only assume was their first motive. Feeling a cold sweat break out on the back of his neck due to the suffocatingly tense atmosphere he couldn’t help but glance around at the other students, would one of them kill this week...? 

With a grimace Raeleigh turned his attention back onto Monobear as he began to pass out the old cassette tapes to each and every student in the room as if this were the late 70′s and cassettes were super popular. Being one of the first students to dig around and retrieve the tape with his name on it Raeleigh simply stared at it for a few moments not sure if he should actually listen to this or not. He had no idea what to expect, really. And just as he could feel himself begin to ask questions of what could possibly be on this tape within the depths of his mind; talking from a bit further down the room graced his ears, snapping him out of his train of grim thoughts rather quickly. 

Looking up from the tape and down the room he could find whom that voice belonged to. It was Anri. That blind girl. ...Well, he can’t say he’d be surprised by that considering she probably doesn’t know how to work the damn tape anyways. Weighing out his options of whether or not he should help her or shouldn’t he decided he should. Anri was probably just as confused as the rest of the students, and with ease Raeleigh hoisted himself up from his chair and made his way over to her. She was holding the tape in her hands and he could feel the confusion of what she should do with it oozing from her, so Raeleigh quickly and easily in a soft voice, so he wouldn’t disturb the other students (because some of them have already begun listening to that damned tapes and were wearing expressions that had him scowling), began to teach Anri just how she should use this tape.

Once Anri is all set up Raeleigh found himself making his way back to his own chair with an air of somberness around him. Lazily plopping back down into the chair unceremoniously as he brought his own tape’s headphones to his ears he decided he should just get this over with quickly.

...What wonderful things graced his ears as he hit play only made his resolution and preparation for whatever was on this falter. Raeleigh’s eyes were wide filled with shock as a horrified expression now wormed its way onto his face. He... was not expecting this. It was the sounds of both his father and mother talking about him... At first, he was happy to hear their voices again, but... He brought a hand up to his mouth still horrified. He didn’t want to hear them like this... Saying these things he was certain they’d never, ever say before... It was enough to have him toss off his headphones in a panic.

At Monobear’s last little bit of information, ending the motive announcement, Raeleigh found himself rushing out the door and away from Town Hall. He... Didn’t want to remain in there any longer. He just wanted to be alone, to collect himself properly, so... So he wouldn’t be feeling this anxious. Angrily wiping at his eyes with his sleeves Raeleigh found himself entering one of the Restaurants in emotional turmoil. Picking a seat far in the corner of the restaurant as away from everything as it could be he... slumped down in it, pulling his knees to his chest clutching them tightly. Monobear had said he also had their families at the end of that announcement... 

Silas calmly listened to the voices on recorded on the cassette player. There was no need to be worked up over this.. this is an entirely ineffective motive. Maybe for someone, this motive could trick them into killing another student.. but for him? No way. The voices on the cassette player belong to his foster parents, but he wasn't very concerned. Their was a very low chance that they would ever say those kinds of things about him... it became clear to Silas that these tapes must have been tampered with. That is the only logical explanation. 

However, Silas did feel a little worried when Monobear mentioned that he rounded up all the owners of the voices on the cassette tapes. This could cause the stress of the area to double or triple within hours, and that could cause someone to lose their cool and kill. Hopefully his peers have enough faith in their loved one’s to never talk about them like this..

Silas removed the headphones and placed them and the cassette player down on the table, and sauntered out of the town hall as he ran his fingers through his hair. What was there to do now? 

Otto felt dread building up in his gut as he cautiously placed the headphones on his head and played the cassette recorder’s audio. What he heard next made his stomach lurch and caused his hands and knees to begin shaking. Otto stared down at the table in front of him as he listened to Margot, Hooper, and even his own parents say such horrible things about him. Otto never thought Margot or Hooper would ever say things about him like this, and definitely not his own mother and father. Otto began trembling as he tried to make it through the entire recording, but he couldn’t. Otto took off his headphones and slammed the cassette player down onto the floor as he turned to run out. Otto’s face was pale and he had tears in his eyes that were threatening to overspill down his cheeks. Otto was genuinely hurt by what they had to say about him, and he was terrified about what may happen to them. Monobear said he had rounded them up... what does that mean? It was this fear of the unknown and the pain of his loved ones insults that caused Otto to finally accept that this situation is real and there is nothing he can do to escape. 

Otto fled the town hall and ran aimlessly around the path to try to take his mind off of all the shit that’s happening and burn off some of his nerves. To any viewers, he may seem entirely hysteric. This assumption may be more accurate than inaccurate.

Kymani curiously pushed the headphones onto his ears when he was instructed to. He felt extremely awkward with the headphones on because his hair was far too curly and volumized for headphones like this, but his self consciousness was no match for the uncomfortable phrases he heard flowing from the device. 

Kymani could believe his father to say things like this.. he had always been a man of tough love. Of course his father cared about him.. he had to, right? Even so, Kymani’s father always had a way of saying things that get under his skin and make him feel unwanted. It was mainly due to the fact that his father had wanted a big, strong, burly son just like him, or a thin, delicate, intelligent daughter like his wife... but instead... he got a son similar to his wife and he’s still not over the misfortune. 

On the other hand, Kymani was horrified to hear what his mom had to say about him. There’s no way she could say those things... He had never heard his mom speak about him in a way such as this. Kymani always depended on his mom to understand him and defend him against his father and the people in the community, but... if this is how she speaks of him.. why did he fall for her soothing words in the past. She was either extremely good at hiding her hatred for him, or there is something fishy going on in this situation...

When Monobear insisted that he had all of their families kidnapped, Kymani’s blood ran cold and it felt as if he had ice in his veins. 

Kymani wasn’t okay. Kymani didn’t want to go to Hope’s Peak to begin with, but he did because his mother insisted on it, and now.. now he’s trapped here. He was utterly terrified. He’s never been good with people. The only people he talked to were his mom, the dead people in his tiny town, and occasionally his dad. Now, he knows nobody around him and they are all teenagers his own age. Teenagers have always scared the shit out of Kymani. When he was a child, a preteen, and even now, a teen himself, teens have always been disturbing to him. He’s always felt a barrier between himself and other people.. and all the people he talked to were much older than him. How is he supposed to interact with people his own age? There is a reason why Kymani has never written any stories about teenagers.. they just make him feel so uneasy.. more uneasy than the stupid bear, even! Kymani thought back to when he slammed straight into the short white haired boy and grimaced. Why is he so awkward? He couldn’t even look the boy in the eyes..

Kymani let out a resigned sigh as he used his electronic ID to locate and unlock his room. When he stepped inside, he was greeted by a cold, bland room. Should it even be called a room? There was so little living room it should more accurately be called a bunker. Kymani glanced around the tiny space and saw that there was a trunk at the end of each cot. Kymani carefully walked over to one side of the room marked with his initials and got down on his knees to check for what may be inside. What he discovered inside was his trusty backpack, along with his other luggage.

Otto felt his heart stop for just a second as monobear’s words sank in. There is no way this could be happening a third time..! It was surprising a mutual killing incident could even happen twice. Definitely not three times, right? Otto decided he had better try to think logically about this situation. This can’t possibly be happening! Not again!

Otto took a deep breath and hoisted himself up onto one of the tables as he gave himself a hard pinch to the side of his arm. When Otto was standing up above the crowd, Otto cleared his throat and began waving his hands above his head before cupping them around his mouth to amplify the volume of his voice, despite the fact that Otto’s voice is already extremely loud without reinforcement.

“ Hey, everyone! Let’s all calm down, alright? There is no way this is happening a third time! This is probably just some kind of prank TV show! We all need to just chill out and think about this... Don’t let yourself get carried away in panic!” Otto placed his fists on his hips triumphantly as he glanced around the room with a wide grin.