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//Hey, Rabbit here – it’s been quite a while since I’ve been on this blog, and I still have a ton of followers, so I wanted to use this opportunity to do a little self promo? I’m still heavily into Dangan Ronpa (and Gundam), just as much as I was three years ago, even though I haven’t been RPing in the fandom.

Anyway, with the anime I’m trying to jump back into the fandom with the first new blog I’ve made in a really long time. I’m not sure how well jumping back in is going to go for me because it’s been so long and I’ve grown out of touch with the RP fandom, but I made a Munakata blog, so if anyone’s around and still follows me and would be interested in still RPing with me, I’m gonna try to be there, yeah?

I do really miss RPing Gundam as well though… but I feel like I’m not super relevant here anymore, haha.

Anyway, that’s all, I hope you’re all having a lovely, despair-filled time.

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//Hey, Rabbit here -- it’s been quite a while since I’ve been on this blog, and I still have a ton of followers, so I wanted to use this opportunity to do a little self promo? I’m still heavily into Dangan Ronpa (and Gundam), just as much as I was three years ago, even though I haven’t been RPing in the fandom.

Anyway, with the anime I’m trying to jump back into the fandom with the first new blog I’ve made in a really long time. I’m not sure how well jumping back in is going to go for me because it’s been so long and I’ve grown out of touch with the RP fandom, but I made a Munakata blog, so if anyone’s around and still follows me and would be interested in still RPing with me, I’m gonna try to be there, yeah?

I do really miss RPing Gundam as well though... but I feel like I’m not super relevant here anymore, haha.

Anyway, that’s all, I hope you’re all having a lovely, despair-filled time.

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~❁~ Catching her breath did the brunette lean against the wall in one of the hallways of the school. She had been holding on to something in her chest tightly, protectively even. Dark eyes looked around her surrounding, searching for someone. ‘Damn it…where the hell is he?!’ she told her self mentally.

Her question was soon answered once she spotted the familiar purple scarf of the breeder. Quickly did she get off the wall and walked with haste over to him, calling out to him as she did.

Once in front of him she caught her breath and practically glared at him. “The hell ha’e ya been?! I been lookin’ e’erywhere fer ya!.” she then began to unbutton her shirt before him, a tiny pair of grey ears appearing, and soon a feline’s head. “I need ya help with this lil guy.”

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Gundam Tanaka was not well versed in matters of human interaction, and never had been. Talking to people in general was very off-putting, but few humans were more off-putting than Akane Owari. Something about her, whether it was her intense personality or fierce physical strength, always gave the breeder pause.

“Clearly, my shadowy aura obscured me from human detection. You were a fool to believe you could have discovered me by mere chance encounter.” Never mind the fact that she was standing before him as they spoke.

As her hands moved to her shirtfront, the breeder nearly began frantically assuring her that undressing was unnecessary. His gaze softened, however, when it fell upon the cat. “You were keeping it in your shirt...?” Gundam scoffed, though there wasn’t much bite behind it. After all, he himself kept his hamsters in his scarf. “Hmm... though I am not one to hand out favors lightly, for the sake of the animal kingdom I suppose I could allow myself to be of assistance. What, specifically, is it that seek from me?”

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Souda huffed, dropping the contact into Gundam’s hand with a frown on his face. Geez. Talk about rude. Not that he really cared. He didn’t want to be seen spending time with this weirdo anyway - he’d never live it down! Teruteru would never stop picking on him about it if he got caught. A nervous glance around, as if expecting the tiny chef to have materialized out of thin air, confirmed that they were, indeed, alone.

“Heh! Whatever! I didn’ wanna get caught bein’ ‘round you anyway.” He said with a grin.

Nevermind the fact that he was kind of lonely and bored and no one wanted to spend time with him. Not even Hajime. He was too cool to be upset by that fact. Right. Definitely. He turned to leave, but hesitated in mid-stride. 

Damn. 

He really didn’t want to be alone. Monokuma was terrifying, and Usami was terrifying. The island was terrifying. Christ, even some of his classmates were terrifying. What was he going to do? Hide in his room and pretend he wasn’t scared out of his mind while jumping at every sound? Mutual killing…it was…way too surreal…

“H, hey!” He said suddenly, turning to face Gundam. He pointed at him, a couple beads of sweat clinging to his face out of nervousness. “I’m gonna cash in on that deal right now! You gotta, uh. Help me with a machine I’m workin’ on!” He stammered, clearly not entirely certain about his words. To a blind person, it was clear that he just didn’t want to be by himself, and even Gundam’s company was preferable to his fear.

Gundam jumped slightly at the other’s exclamation, not expecting such a loud sound from the frightened mechanic. He had been this close to retreating back into his room, his lair of solitude, but Souda’s nervousness gave him pause. When he hears that Souda wants to use his favor already, that cinches it -- there’s no way he can honorably leave him alone. Not now.

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“You wish for me to assist you in matters of the mechanical variety...?” The breeder’s forehead creased in a frown. “Do you even realize who you are asking?” With his natural arrogance, he knew he seemed more confident than he was feeling. But truth be told, he was aware more than anyone how hopeless he was with machines.

Gundam sighed. “Very well, pitiful human specimen. But be warned -- there is good chance not even my magic will succeed against the absurdity of your contraptions.”

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“Geez, gimme a sec. I jus’ started lookin’. I ain’t a bloodhound ya know…” Souda grumbled, giving Gundam an irritated look before resuming his search for the contact. Considering his own use of contacts, it was pretty common for him to have to find them when he dropped them, though he never really dropped them outside. 
Why the hell had Gundam even been messing with it outside of the house? Didn’t he realize how just gross that was?
He was about to tell Gundam off for playing around with his contacts if they were so important when he spotted a small spec of red on the ground. Closer inspection revealed it to be the lost contact, which he picked up carefully before standing. He flashed Gundam a smug grin.
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“Heh! Found it!” He exclaimed, holding it out to Gundam. “So now ya definitely owe me! Haha!” Victory was sweet, he decided, far too smug for someone that had only found a contact.

Gundam reached out to grab the contact, but thought better of it. No way was he going to touch that human’s flesh directly. Instead he held out his hand and cupped his fingers, scowling sourly. “Drop it,” he growled, as if speaking to a dog.

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This was truly the worst. First he loses his contact, and now he’s indebted to this worthless human for retrieving it for him. Was this some sort of curse wrought upon him by the karmic gods? Gundam scoured his mind to try to remember if he had done anything particularly blasphemous in the past several days, but came up blank.

Perhaps he was just experiencing a bout of bad luck.

“I suppose it is only fair,” the breeder replied curtly. He considered thanking the mechanic for a moment, but no way was he going to stoop that low. “Unless you are going to cash in on my gracious offer immediately, I’d suggest you make yourself scarce immediately.”

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It was getting harder and harder each day to get up in the mornings. Harder and harder to get dressed. Harder and harder to eat breakfast, walk into the kitchen, spend the entire day all by herself in her failing restaurant. 
It was so hard to do any of this anymore.
Teru wasn’t coming back. She didn’t know where he was, and she didn’t know why, but he was gone. And it hurt. And Souda and Gundam and Togami- she didn’t know where any of them were, but they were gone too. 
She was alone.
[When the door opens, Momma doesn’t notice at first, too busy frying an egg. And then when she turns around– she doesn’t believe it. Not at all.]
[Her voice comes out as a whisper.]
Gundam?
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Forgive me.

[His voice comes out soft, very unlike the booming tone he usually sports. If he was to be honest with himself, he was afraid the woman wouldn’t even be here anymore, that he would have waited too long and been too late.]

I -- I hope you have not been too lonely...

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“Expression of sparkling… innocence? I was just smiling at you!” The girl let an awkward little chuckle slip past her lips before fully catching up with what the other was going on about. “Whoa– what?? End your life? Overlord… of the ice?? Sorry, but, I have literally no idea what that is, or what you’re talking about.. I just came by because I thought your pets were the just the cutest…”
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Gundam tried to prevent a sigh from escaping his lips -- and failed. So this girl was a simpleton. He couldn’t say he was surprised to learn this. Yet she did seem to be giving his hamster minions the respect they deserved, so perhaps he could pardon her ignorance for now. “Do not be fooled by their countenance. My hamsters have quite the vicious streak when angered. These bandages which swathe my left arm are proof of the wars which they have waged.” A sigh. “Though I suppose, to the untrained human eye, they are rather... cute.”

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“……” To be or to not be worried for this strange man that she had just met… truly, a dilemma that the coach was faced with. Because of the sport she coaches, sometimes there are a few interesting characters whom she’s come across, their own level of weirdness varying from person to person. And yet… perhaps this one was the one who would outshine the weirdness that said basketball players had. That means I gotta hit harder where it counts, right? The brunette jogged up to him quickly, jumping up and swinging her hand towards his face. If she hit, it would have been called a ‘slap’ than a ‘harmless hit’. If she missed… well, that was fine too. Either reaction of his was sure to be… different.
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Gundam leapt back with a yelp as the girl’s hand connected with his face, his face coloring with surprise and anger. “You -- your filthy paw -- dares to strike me in such a manner -- !” Now he was regarding the other with wonderment and a bit of fear. “How is possible that flakes of skin are not rotting off your body at this very moment? What species of demon are you, who so fearlessly touches my cursed flesh with no consequence?!”

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                    “ still small enough to step on. “ she rolled her eyes as he spoke his ‘darkness’ and petty little remarks. “ grateful for not being touched by you ? you do know i can kick ass right….? “ this brought realization, would she lay her hands on him or would she just buff. her question remained unanswered “ so you are huh Gundham… ? “
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Kick ass. Such a vulgar statement would never emit from Gundam’s mouth. His lip curled in mild disgust. “If you step on my Four Dark Devas of Destruction, a chasm will open in the very crust of the Earth, a vortex if you will, caused by the destructive power of your irreversible sin. And it will suck you inside along with the rest of the pitiful human species. So I would advise against doing so.”

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