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Evlokathane

Ultimate Public Speaker

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a character in “Danganronpa: Moonbeam Twilight Dance”, as played by K44

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Evlokathane Evlo Ultimate Public Speaker Male Heterosexual


Likes:
 The limelight, being authoritative, and cartoons when no one’s watching

Dislikes:
Inadequacy, silence, and feeling outcasted

Quirks:
Obsessed with the thought of being a deity; feels too divine to use a last name;

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"For your information, I did this for your benefit! It didn't affect me in the slightest, but I thought that, you know, since you like ordering me around so much, you might like to be treated like a princess! After all, mine looked perfect! But then I realised that maybe you deserved it this way so forgive me for trying to fix it for you! Do you even know the labour I had to go through to get to that place? Hills, freaking hills! Stairs really, but hills! I'm not used to walking up so many hills at once! And then, when I got there, I couldn't even see over the counter, and the cashier treated me like I was five! I am not five! Do I look five?"


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So begins...

Evlokathane's Story

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If he opened his eyes, he could see his feet—and that was strange because usually he couldn’t see his feet. He would be able to see everywhere in front of him, but never his feet. His feet were supposed to stay below him where he couldn’t see them, so why could he see his feet?

The world was dark. Dark branches wrapped around each other like suffocating appendages, and dew drops had settled on the leaves above long ago. When he breathed, it was all he heard—aside from the distant chatter of birds. He couldn’t pinpoint exactly where that sound came from.

“I swear. . .” he whispered, clenching his fist. Something wet slipped against his knuckles—something wet and sticky. It felt weird if he focused on it so, with renewed agitation, he yelled out, “I swear I am not in the mood for this!”

He flipped upright. Felt the squelch. Yelled out again.

“Whoever the hell you are this prank is definitely in poor taste! I will sue you! I will legitimately sue you! Come out! Come out!

As he raised his arms, the mud clung to his elbows. He grimaced, then pushed himself to a stand, stomping against the clammy ground.

Not funny! Not funny not funny not funny! He brushed his fingers against his robes. Moisture rubbed off against his leg. In disgust, Evlo yelped. “Ew I’m genuinely—I’m genuinely soaked. . . This isn’t. . .”

Ahead, a glint of white caught his eye. In the distance, an elegant building stretched across his peripheral field.

“. . . A good place for such a pretty building.” In wonderment, Evlo clapped his hands together. “Maybe the ogre who did this lives in a castle!”

Pulling his robes to his knees and repeatedly exclaiming phrases of disgust, he ran to the entrance. By then, his sandals had become completely soaked, but he pushed through the doors anyway, treading mud into the reflective white flooring.

“Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew.”

He tossed his sandals aside.

“Who even decided mud was a good idea in the first place! It has to be the worst environmental occurrence! If I had a choice, I would sue the mud instead!” Evlo pulled a sandal to his face, jousting a finger towards it. “Do you hear me, mud? I will ruin your life! Do I make myself clear?”

He sighed, dropping the sandal beside him once more, and turned back towards the expansive hallway.

“You! King of the castle! I will find you and your nasty face and make you pay for the act of blasphemy you have committed here today! I am a god! Do you hear me? I am a god!

Picking up to a run, his wet heels tapped against the floor.

“I will find you! Pranks like this are in terrible taste! I cannot believe you, ogre! I cannot believe you! I will find you and burn both you and this stupid castle to the ground! How dare you defile me like this!”

Beneath, the ground seemed to move. Evlo tripped backwards, splaying his arms, and thudded against the white floor below. Once again covered in nothing but matted robes and a slimy substance, he hissed,

“Or tomorrow. I can definitely come and find you tomorrow instead. Go and hide while you still can, ogre!”

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Character Portrait: Evlokathane Character Portrait: Berit Hexum Character Portrait: Merimore Long

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Berit must have seen the little creature the same time Meri did.

"Swamp monster! Dead ahead!" Cheering, her lanky companion charged ahead, almost slipping on the mud tracked in by the little sludge-covered critter on the floor. As Berit came closer, she could see it was a human boy. "Hi there, little swamp critter! The swamp is outside, silly. What are you doing in here?"

"Egads, Merimore, he is clearly a human," Berit mumbled, approaching the grounded boy more slowly. "You're the one who said there are other Ultimates here. Obviously, this here is another Ultimate."

"Ultimate Swamp Monster!" Meri declared proudly.

"Merimore, if you please." Berit squinted at the mud left behind, then glanced at Meri again. "...How do you know a swamp is outside? It is true this dwarfish child is covered in mud, but for all we know that is because it has just rained outside and the earth is now covered in mud. Why do you seem to know so much about this place?"

"I've been up for a while, so I explored a bit!" Meri answered cheerfully. "And outside there's this really nice swamp that stretches for miles and miles and miles. I think it could use some trimming around some of those trees, but the wild look of it is kinda fitting too, you know? I guess we'll just wait and see!"

Somehow, his answer was more disconcerting than anything else. Scowling, Berit placed a hand on her hip and leaned down to see the little boy on the floor. "Bantam lad, what is your real Ultimate? Are you even one of us?"

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Character Portrait: Evlokathane Character Portrait: Berit Hexum Character Portrait: Merimore Long

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Looking up, he noticed the massive woman, and he screeched.

“Ogre! Ogre! Ogre! Ogre!”

He skidded to a stand and ran down the hallway, nestling behind a pillar.

“Big Bertha visualised!”

He caught her gaze, indifferent to the man beside her, and replied,

“Ultimate Public Speaker now turned Ultimate Coward whoops bye! Sorry for stepping foot in your swamp madam!”

Evlo legged it again. Skidded against the highly polished floor. Thudded once more.

In resignation, he raised his hand. “Bertha if this really is your place then you should stop cleaning the floors so damn well. That’s why I brought mud. Yes! That was the plan! I brought mud in here to make things less clean!”

His hand fell. “Because I really, really hate polished floors! They remind me of ice rinks and, the last time I was at an ice rink, I couldn’t even stand on the ice! Everyone kept laughing at me! I’m sorry if you would have been okay with that, Bertha, but it seriously hurt me! So now I say no to polished floors! I now campaign for no polished floors!

“. . . Sorry for invading your swamp, Bertha. I’ll leave now. I swear.”

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Character Portrait: Johanna Braun Character Portrait: Evlokathane Character Portrait: Berit Hexum Character Portrait: Merimore Long Character Portrait: Orion Divi

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Berit's eye twitched.

Ogre. "Big Bertha"...?

This...insolent child. Does he realize I could shatter his spine with a single punch?

"Wow, your real name is Bertha?" Meri gasped. "And you're an ogre? And this is your swamp? That's amazing! You must know all the secrets to--"

Berit's hand was around Meri's skinny little throat before she even realized it. The sound of his breath struggling to enter his body drew her attention to her clenched fingers--drawing in a deep breath, she released him, offering a very strained smile she hoped would comfort Meri and the child enough to keep them from losing their minds.

"I apologize," she muttered through her teeth. "I lost my temper. Child, if you do not mind, my name is Berit and I would greatly appreciate you referring to me as such. This is not my swamp, I am not an ogre, and I would very much like it if you would refrain from--!"

Her volume had begun to raise--Berit tried her best to control herself again and failed.

"--from speaking about me like a foul monster!"

Meri cooed, rubbing at his neck. "Ooh, you sound mad."

"Well! I am very glad you noticed! What a brilliant observation! Now if you would not mind, I would much prefer to get to searching this place for an escape--I do not wish to remain here around you hooligans any longer than is necessary!"

Meri giggled, beginning to head down the hallway again. "Got it! Ultimate Coward, do you wanna come along? Berit looks scary but I think she's probably not actually that mean."

I am that mean, Berit thought, but she decided not to say anything just yet.




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Johanna shook the mud off her boots for the twentieth time, feeling at the supplies in her pocket. Waking up in such a strange place was certainly not ideal, but at least she woke up in what appeared to be a nurse's office. If she got hurt during her wandering, she would have a way to look out for herself. That was the first step--the second was getting some food and finding some company.

This appears to be a swamp. The closest swamp to my home is...a good twenty miles southeast, down the side of the mountain and closer to shore. The sun is currently setting, it looks like, which means if I follow the sun I go west, so if I go northwest I should eventually reach some sign of home! Right?

Right. Chin up, Hanna.

Things couldn't be that bad. Sure, she had been wandering for a while and she was hungry and she hadn't found anyone yet, but it could be worse.

Somewhere, Johanna heard the crackling of a loudspeaker. Just as it blared to life, she spotted a human shape in the distance.

"Ahem, ahem. Testing, testing!" a cute voice called out. "Can everyone hear me? Mic check, mic check! ...Ah, yes! That's more like it!"

Johanna wrenched her feet free from the mud more quickly as she got closer to the human shape. "Hey!" she called loudly, hoping to get the person's attention. "Hey!"

"All students," the voice over the loudspeakers began, "please report to the gym immediately! It's time for your orientation! I repeat, all students please report to the gym immediately! Do not make me ask again!"

The gym? ...Well, maybe this person knows where it is.

She could make them out more clearly now--a blue-haired girl, it seemed, slightly muddied from time outdoors. Johanna waved to her as she came closer, then finally found herself near enough to her new companion to begin introductions.

"Hey!" she repeated. "H-hey, hi! My name's Johanna Braun. I just woke up and found myself out here...I'm trying to get home. Um, orientation, students, the gym...so this must be like, a school, right? Uh, I'm the Ultimate Woodcarver! Right."

Was she being too loud? Probably--hopefully she wasn't annoying anyone nearby too much.

"Anyway, that voice just now told us to go to the gym? But the problem is I don't know where the gym is. Could you help me find it? It's just, being alone out here, it's a big place, and...I just would rather walk with someone. Is that okay? Can we find the gym together?"

So her quest to head home would have to wait. If this was a school, maybe it was connected to Hope's Peak somehow, right? Just like the Ultimates. Surely that voice over the loudspeakers would know what was going on.

Surely things could always be worse.

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hockenjos Character Portrait: Isaac di Acroina Character Portrait: Hidayatullah al-Hemyari Character Portrait: Evlokathane Character Portrait: Meira Lux Character Portrait: Ashkon Sens Character Portrait: Berit Hexum Character Portrait: Merimore Long

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In an instant, Evlo pointed at Meri. “See! He gets it! He’s smart! Unlike Bertha.

“Swamp lady!” he cheered. “Swamp lady!”

Then, he realised. “Wait, Bertha, did you just try to strangle him? Not cool Bertha, not cool!” He drew his hands to his face in haunting suspicion. “Eeevil Ogre! Bad swamp to walk into! Baaad!”

The announcement gave him a justification for leaving.

“Oops guess we gotta go to the gym and find out what’s up, huh? Sorry guys, gotta go!” He ran down the hallway, trying not to skid in the wetness of his sandals, and saw five strange figures in the distance. One yelling, two confused, and one sitting on the other one.

“Move!” he screamed. Their heads turned towards him.

He couldn’t slow himself. Instead, he tried to manoeuvre across the perilous floor like an ice rink, but they took up too much space!—

“MOVE!”

Hidayat couldn’t move before Evlo thrust a knee into him, tripping over Isaac. They both fell to the ground, falling far from the site of impact. Evlo opened his eyes and yelled.

“I said move! Is it that difficult to move?” He lifted himself up. “I couldn’t stop myself! This place is actually rancid! Why is everyone covered in mud? Do you all like mud? Mud isn’t that great! Are you all stupid?—”

Hidayat rose. Evlo, in frightful anticipation, rose too, and continued to run down the hallway towards the gym.

“COME BACK HERE, YOU LITTLE SHIT!” he yelled, running after him.

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hockenjos Character Portrait: Isaac di Acroina Character Portrait: Hidayatullah al-Hemyari Character Portrait: Evlokathane Character Portrait: Meira Lux Character Portrait: Ashkon Sens

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“Heike?” Ruby asked incredulously. “No, that’s not right. There’s no way. And if there is a way, I’m being punished to the point of insanity and I’m never going back.”

“So, ah… What do we do about that?” Ash pointed down the hallway to a disappearing… whatever his name was, and a rather small child who somehow screamed louder than Meira. Which was why he did not deal with small children. He left the Ruby girl to her own rambling devices and extended a hand to Isaac to help him up.

“Where are they even going?” Meira peered down the hallway curiously. “Did you know them? Did either of you know them?”

“No, he just reminded me of someone I did know, once.” Ruby answered immediately.

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hockenjos Character Portrait: Isaac di Acroina Character Portrait: Hidayatullah al-Hemyari Character Portrait: Evlokathane Character Portrait: Meira Lux Character Portrait: Ashkon Sens

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No, the first thing you would check would be under a bed or inside a closet but, since neither of those were here, a shelf would have to substitute—and, given that shelves were the only thing here, that didn’t make the girl very intellectually smart.

“Fascinating. A true crime genius,” he replied. Then, he remembered the crude measures of hospitality and clapped his hands. “It’s impressive that you found us!” He smiled. “I thought we were quite well hidden!”

Idiot, he would’ve added, but he was trying not to be too sharp of tongue. It took quite a while for his patience to wear thin but these people were irritating. At least Ash was okay, he supposed. Just strictly unemotional.

“BERTHAAAAA!” a voice screamed. “SAVE MEEE!”

“I SAID SHUT UP!”

Isaac turned his attention to the door. Hidayat, in a reddish, angry hue, stared back at him. The child behind him flailed about like a fish out of water, wrapped up in something long.

“Does anyone have any tape?” he asked. “No, wait. We don’t need any tape.”

Isaac realised Hidayat had a rope in his palm, tightened firmly around the child’s waist. With a few unrelenting tugs he pulled the child over to a pillar in the middle of room and strapped him against it.

“Does anyone have a lighter?” His frustration was replaced with a smirk. “We’re sacrificing this little shit to the gods.”

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hockenjos Character Portrait: Isaac di Acroina Character Portrait: Hidayatullah al-Hemyari Character Portrait: Evlokathane Character Portrait: Meira Lux Character Portrait: Ashkon Sens

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Ruby could see the panic overtake Ash at the thought of setting a fire in a library. Damn Asian stereotypes. Admittedly, he didn’t actually look particularly panicked, rather ambivalent, but she knew. She always knew.

Meira looked interested. Ruby cursed Laura and everything she’d ever written prior canonically to Author. Just her luck to get stuck with an absolute fucking psychopath. Literally. And she doubted that ultimate title had been revealed to anyone.

Isaac di Acroina. She’d call him Ida for short. He was probably one of Kyle’s creations anyway, and Kyle’s opinion had no value to her. The one in the hood looked familiar still, but given that Heike wasn’t around she wasn’t sure who it was. A cousin, maybe.

And the screaming pixie child was a problem.

“Why set him on fire when you can torture him first?” She proposed. She’d deal with Ida’s snarky ass later. Meira’s head instantly whipped towards her. For fuck’s sake.

“Might as well get the best use out of him, though I would recommend doing this outside unless we want to die of smoke inhalation as all the paper and wood around us catches fire. Or are we trying to set fire to the school?”

“Hold on.” The cogs in Ash’s brain were clearly working. “Why? What has he done to deserve that? Why are you involved with him anyway? Have you even met him? And also… Please don’t set the library on fire?”

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hockenjos Character Portrait: Isaac di Acroina Character Portrait: Hidayatullah al-Hemyari Character Portrait: Evlokathane Character Portrait: Meira Lux Character Portrait: Ashkon Sens

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“To hell with books! No one likes them anyway!” He closed his eyes. “They’d make good fuel for the fire. . . and sure let’s burn this place! I never asked to come here!”

“BERTHAAA!” the child cried again. “I don’t like ropes! They’re too hairy and uncomfortable and I especially don’t like being tied to pillars because then I can’t move and not being able to move! And I like moving—I like moving okay! Moving is fun and it feels good AND I LIKE MOVING!—”

Hidayat slammed his hand against the pillar. “. . . Shut up or I’ll kill you.”

In an instant, the boy quietened.

He stared at Ash and sighed. “I can tie you up too, if you want. There’s no use for anyone who thinks a library is worth saving.“

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hockenjos Character Portrait: Isaac di Acroina Character Portrait: Hidayatullah al-Hemyari Character Portrait: Evlokathane Character Portrait: Meira Lux Character Portrait: Ashkon Sens

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No one touched him. Ever. Meira glared at the guy, fists clenched in silent rage, her interest from moments ago completely forgotten. Fear didn’t give you the right to kill. There had to be a justified reason. Always. Usually evil.

Though she didn’t quite think this guy was evil. He just seemed scared. But that didn’t give him the right to threaten Ash.

“Hold it!” Ruby sang out. “I see nothing wrong with a sacrifice, but I do believe that perhaps there are better alternatives than a screaming child. Perhaps just the school in general? It doesn’t need to be here, after all. And if there happens to be anyone else inside, oh well!”

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hockenjos Character Portrait: Isaac di Acroina Character Portrait: Hidayatullah al-Hemyari Character Portrait: Evlokathane Character Portrait: Meira Lux Character Portrait: Ashkon Sens

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“But, if we burn down the entire place, then the library still burns and this guy is going to get sad! Aww! The tragedy!” He leaned back against the pillar. “But I always like seeing sad faces, and I dislike when things are recorded! So, let’s burn history while we still have the chance!”

Beside him, Isaac quirked a brow.

“Oh, and the child. I don’t appreciate it when people hurt me.”

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hockenjos Character Portrait: Isaac di Acroina Character Portrait: Hidayatullah al-Hemyari Character Portrait: Evlokathane Character Portrait: Meira Lux Character Portrait: Ashkon Sens

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“Actually, the school in its entirety is preferable. We don’t want to be here any more than you do. But if we are stuck here, I’d rather have a library than not.” Ash shrugged and Meira’s fists unclenched as he spoke. Ruby mentally ticked off her approval. She’d have to reward him somehow if he kept up this negotiation. Maybe by not breaking Riley’s leg in the twenty third chapter. Something less traumatizing.

“You aren’t by chance related to Heike Amir, are you?” Ruby asked curiously, unable to continue containing her confusion. “Anyway, as I already pointed out, unless you feel like dying in here, setting a fire immediately is poor planning. Also, no, no one has a lighter, to answer your first question.”

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hockenjos Character Portrait: Isaac di Acroina Character Portrait: Hidayatullah al-Hemyari Character Portrait: Evlokathane Character Portrait: Meira Lux Character Portrait: Ashkon Sens

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“I have so many siblings that I don’t exactly remember their names. There’s Nahil, Fawaz. . . I don’t think any Heikes?—”

“. . . You don’t care about dying, do you?”

Hidayat narrowed his eyes, propping one leg against the pillar. “You don’t understand anything about me, Isaac.” In a whisper, he added, “I killed your father, too. . . why?”

Isaac knew that, if Hidayat thought hard enough, he already knew the answer.

“What the hell are Ultimates? It’s been weighing on my mind for a while now. . . why am i here?”

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hockenjos Character Portrait: Isaac di Acroina Character Portrait: Hidayatullah al-Hemyari Character Portrait: Evlokathane Character Portrait: Meira Lux Character Portrait: Ashkon Sens

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“Well damn.” Ruby muttered under her breath. He looked so similar, though. And not in the way that “All Asians look alike” or whatever that bullshit was. She did not look Japanese and would not ever look Japanese.

“We have the same question, really.” Meira finally spoke up. “I mean, we aren’t even from this area. Or wherever the area is in relation to wherever here is. We were just visiting when we got invited.”

She was thinking. A thinking Meira was quite a bit worse than an angry Meira. Ruby nervously reached in her backpack pocket for her purple pen, then remembered she couldn’t do a damn thing and it was all Laura’s and possibly WYCS’s fault. She was going to die to Meira at this rate. And that would be stupid.

“I’ve heard of this kind of thing before, but I can’t remember where. I was going to begrudgingly attend maybe two minutes of the meeting to hopefully find out. Everyone here is an ultimate, yes?” Ruby confirmed.

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Isaac pointed to Meira. “Please ignore her, Hida. She’s crazy and actually believes dragons exist.”

Hidayat turned to her in confusion.

“Yes, I am an Ultimate!” Evlo screamed out, kicking against the ropes. “And my Ultimate talent is super uber cool and will kick your ass IF YOU DON’T LET ME OUT OF HERE RIGHT NOW!”

Hidayat slapped a hand over the child’s mouth. “Please do remember that I am still completely down to sacrifice you.”

“And they could have been less insulting when choosing these talents. What have I ever done in my life that qualifies me as the Ultimate Cultist?

Isaac knew. Isaac knew very well, but he’d remain quiet, because Hidayat hated him anyway, therefore as little interaction as necessary was preferable.

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hockenjos Character Portrait: Isaac di Acroina Character Portrait: Hidayatullah al-Hemyari Character Portrait: Evlokathane Character Portrait: Meira Lux Character Portrait: Ashkon Sens

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“Ash told me about multiverse theory.” Meira muttered. “Blame him.”

Ruby was about five seconds from losing it. This was gold. Comedy fucking gold. So much better than Riley and Ella meeting or Ash kidnapping Riley, or hell, Meira’s original run into Ash. Nothing could have prepared her for this entertainment upon running into her own characters, which made it that much sweeter. She was going to have to make them suffer some more when she escaped.

“Logically and numerically speaking, the multiverse is a highly plausible theory, especially as we don’t know where the Great Filter is compared to our point in evolution, and we don’t have feasible means of finding out how the universe came to be, what came before it, and what else might be out in space. For all we know, our next logical step in evolution is to die a mass death. Either way, we can all fantasize. I mean, when our parents were children, the kind of technology we have now would have been considered ridiculous, and even farther back to our grandparents and great grandparents, magic. We’ve evolved very quickly in a short span of time. Of course, this exponential evolution could also imply that we are rapidly speeding towards the Great Filter, but at least there are theoretical other worlds and universes out there to pick up where we left off.” Ash explained animatedly.

They should not have gotten him on that topic. Not at all. He loved that topic.

“So the child, his ultimate title has something to do with screaming.” Ruby decided. “Isaac, yours is unclear, fine, Hidayat, yours is cultist… Well, you did just try to sacrifice the child, but I can’t imagine you’re that bad. Probably just ridiculous fodder for an excuse trying to bring people in here.”

Or the higher powers are fucking with you greatly.

“And Ash and Meira, yours are?”

“Logician. Which is apparently a thing, I guess.” Ash answered.

“I don’t know the word for what mine is.” Meira shrugged.

Which meant it had something to do with the pre Ash period. Fucking fabulous. Maybe she was the ultimate murderer or something.

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hockenjos Character Portrait: Isaac di Acroina Character Portrait: Hidayatullah al-Hemyari Character Portrait: Evlokathane Character Portrait: Meira Lux Character Portrait: Ashkon Sens

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“Yeah yeah shut up no one cares,” Hidayat snapped. “And ooo, Isaac.” He inched forward suspiciously. “I wonder what the gods chose for your title? . . Ultimate Sailor?”

“I’m incomparable to the other people I knew in my field.”

Hidayat gave a smug smile and inched forwards once more, pushing Isaac against a bookshelf. “Perhaps we’re all here because you drugged us, stuffed us on a ship, and left us passed out in the middle of this swamp! How dastardly!”

Isaac would have to let that thought settle on Hidayat’s mind.

“ULTIMATE PUBLIC SPEAKER, YOU ASSHOLES!”

“Oh, I get it! You must be the Ultimate Asshole, Isaac!”

Because that definitely made perfect sense. But, then again, Hidayat never made sense.

Hidayat pulled on the ropes, releasing the child from the pillar. “I’ll let the child go. But, on one condition. . .” He turned around to the rest of the group. “Swear your loyalty to me.”

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hockenjos Character Portrait: Isaac di Acroina Character Portrait: Hidayatullah al-Hemyari Character Portrait: Evlokathane Character Portrait: Meira Lux Character Portrait: Ashkon Sens

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"Absolutely." Ruby said immediately.

If Laura was going to play dirty, then by god she was going to pay for it.

"I'm leaving." Meira decided. Ruby didn't bother to stop her.

"Meira, maybe you should..." Ash trailed off, clearly unwilling to fight his very stubborn girlfriend on this. Usually he would have, Ruby mused. He was probably the reason for the mud in her hair, then. She was surprised he had no bruises in that case. In any event, he wasn't going to be arguing with her for a bit. He was at least smart enough to not push that boundary.

"Um..." Ash looked around, then after Meira, who was already at the doors of the library. "I'll... Just... Go get her, then..."

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“No, let her go,” Hidayat said. “I don’t like her, anyway.”

He extended a hand out to Ruby.

“High five.”

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“Excellent, a new partnership!” Ruby smiled and high fived him. “You’ve acquired the talents of a highly experienced writer, do remember that those same talents can backfire.”

She eyed the doorway for a moment, where Ash and Meira were arguing with each other in low voices, wishing she hadn’t lost her ability to be a puppeteer. Maybe she could still retain some control, if she played her cards properly.

“He mentioned he was the ultimate logician.” She commented thoughtfully, keeping her eyes on the pair. “He might have some sway over others if he talks too much. Certainly, he’ll be able to pull at people’s reasonable thoughts.”

She turned to the obnoxious child.

“And what about you? I’ve met many people but I’ve never met someone as obnoxious as you.”

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“OBNOXIOUS?” Evlo stood up and walked between them. “I’LL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT I AM A GOD, AND I WILL BANISH YOU AND YOUR FOUL-MOUTHED FRIEND TO THE NETHER WORLD BEFORE YOU KNOW IT! HMPH!”

Isaac laughed and clapped his hands. “I’m sure this is all very interesting, but. . .” He took off between the shelves. “I’m thinking that there might be something here. . .”

Hidayat leaned backwards. “You really care about this library? Now you know why I wanted to burn it.”

“Byzantium. . . the Qin Dynasty. . . all the way to Polynesia. . . Fatimids. . . maybe even Himyar?”

“. . . Are you even listening to me?”

“No, Hidayat. I am not.” He sighed. “All these events definitely happened in this world. We’re not dreaming this. It is real, but this is. . . strange.”

“. . . Is everything okay?”

“No, I’m overthinking. It’s just that. . . why have so much knowledge hauled up in a building in the middle of no where? It makes absolutely no sense. This place doesn’t feel. . . normal

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“It’s a compliment, take it or leave it but don’t be a dick about it.” Ruby tossed over her shoulder as she bent down to pick up her bag again.

“I have a love hate relationship with libraries, we can still burn it down if you want.” She suggested, vaguely keeping one eye on Ida as she scanned the shelves. Nothing was jumping out at her so far, suggesting that she was in fact going to escape with her lies. But in that case, it had to be WYCS for certain. Laura would have given as many opportunities as possible for her to get fucked.

But then again, she already was fucked. Stealing her writing was a low blow. And god help her if any of her journals were read in any way.

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“Ah, I wonder if we could even find something about Isaaq or Bedouin? That would be interesting!”

“Don’t say those names!”

Isaac lowered his voice. “Ah, sorry. . . I forgot. . . But it would be interesting if even things as vague as them had been rec—written down about.”

You couldn’t say the word ‘recorded’. It had become taboo. But, still, it was not as taboo as some other things.

Evlo, who had been forgotten about, decided to go and sit in a corner and sulk.

“It’d be nice if they could stop arguing and come back already.”

“No. I hate them.”

“You hate everyone.”

“I don’t like people.”

“But I’m an exception, right?” He smiled. “I’m a special exception!”

Hidayat sighed. “Being special isn’t always a good thing.”

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Ruby tapped the pen in her pocket against her current notebook, which she made sure was in her hands at all times. She didn't trust someone not to take it out of her backpack.

"They've left." She said casually. She knew they would, Meira was going to win that battle from whatever moment Ash had put mud in her hair. And these two... These two were far more interesting than her Asian boy and her admittedly rather unpredictable brat of an inherited child. One looked like her short lived tsundere crackship flame. The other was clearly an ex of some level. Ex lover, ex friends with benefits, certainly nothing with an official title on it.

She made a note and turned the page.

Given the apparent history between them, at least one of them was going to end up dying if they were confined here, likely to each other. Her bets were on Ida's unfortunate demise to Hidayat. She continued scribbling. She could already see the scene.

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“Alright, you weirdo. I volunteer to kill that annoying little kid.”

Evlo, in the corner of the room, seemed taken aback. “YOU WOULD DARE TRY TO KILL ME? I’LL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT I’D HAVE YOUR HEAD ON A PLATTER BEFORE YOU KNOW IT, MISTER!”

“YOU LOOK ABOUT TEN! NO ONE INVITED A KID—”

“OH YEAH?”

“COME AT ME!”

Isaac began to struggle holding Hidayat back by his collar. “Nooo fiiightiiing,” he exclaimed softly.

“NO ONE ASKED FOR YOUR OPINION, ISAAC!”

Ahem! Monokuma interjected. “While I appreciate the enthusiasm and all, the point is to not make it obvious that you’re the murderer—though, of course, you can definitely kill him now if you want. I’m not objecting!”

“Noo fightiiing.”

“WHY WOULD BEING DISCREET EVER STOP ME?”

“FUCK YOU!”

“COME AT ME, SHORTY! WHAT? YOU SCARED?”

“NO! I’M JUST TRYING NOT TO INTERRUPT MISTER MONOKUMA—”

“SO YOU’RE A KISSASS TO AUTHORITY NOW, TOO?”

“WHAT? NO!”