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Laugh track on a TV show, echoes in the dark alone I go to bed feeling bad, that I'm the reason that you're sad independent selective ryoma hoshi. est. 10/09/17. penned by bird.
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“I am,” Kokichi assured Hoshi-chan, kicking his discarded clothes aside and putting on the kigurumi. Since it was adult-sized, it was too big on him, adorably baggy. Kokichi made a cat-pawing motion, despite the over-long sleeves flopping over his hands, and said with every ounce of cuteness in him, “Nya~~n!”
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Baggy—in a sickeningly cute way. Oh, and of course, he had to complete the ‘adorable’ factor with the cat-pawing motion…wouldn’t be complete without it, naturally. Was…the ‘nyan’ necessary, though. Ryoma gave an icy glare, unaware of how to even respond for a few seconds. “…Seriously? Nyan? Not even a ‘meow’ instead?” A sigh escaping his lips, he spoke with a serious tone. This was very stupid, admittedly. “...Actually, don’t meow.”

#withoutalignment#when u should know better but encourage it anyway#MORE COMING UP NEXT
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“You don’t have to tell me that. I was already going to!” Kokichi whipped out the full-sized black-and-white cat kigurumi he’d been hiding behind his back. “I just thought you might want to get in on the fun, but! Ohhhhh well!” Then and there, Kokichi began to strip out of his clothes. He was putting the kigurumi on right now.
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...He actually intended to put it on right here, right now? Ryoma wasn’t sure whether to stand there like a cement statue or turn around, face away, and walk off—but, no. He, for god knows what reason, chose the former. “...you have fun with that.” It was a cute cat kigurumi, though. At least Ouma had good taste, if that counted for anything? A very...purrfect kigurumi.

#withoutalignment#MAYBE NOT BUT HE CAN SURE TRY!!!!!#actually he didnt try at all#fuck
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“Hey, I won’t let that slide, Hoshi-chan! Look at this cute face!” Kokichi poked himself in the cheek. “I was born to wear a kigurumi! In the cutest possible way! You should be honored that I invited you to share in my adorable splendor!”
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He was calling himself ‘cute’ a bit too much. Naturally, Ryoma wasn’t going to indulge him further in this. “If you were born to wear a kigurumi, then you should just go on ahead and wear one,” He paused, for added drama. “...by yourself. Without yours TRULY involved.”

#withoutalignment#DAMN YOU!!!!!!#SHAKES FIST
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forgedhope said: y'know like nya 
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cat paw motion and wink “...y’know, like, nya.”

withoutalignment said: (kokichi vc) it’s too big for hoshi-chan by himself… but if he sits on my shoulders, it’d fit perfectly!!
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“...I think I’ll pass.”

maskslain said: Why did I wake up to this fhdhdg

because ryoma is going to wear a cat kigurumi and YOU WILL SUPPORT HIS DREAMS!!

#out of court#no this is ic
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@prisongame liked this {x} for a starter!!

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“…You have my video?” she repeated, coldly. Maki hadn’t actually the video left in her room. She hadn’t even touched the Pad. Especially not since she learned they contained their next motive. It was a waste of time. She didn’t know whose she had. It wasn’t her business. Nor did she care. Her only priority was to keep her secret. She had no reason to hurt anyone here. But if anyone knew? They’d come for her head. She wanted to avoid that at all costs. But if he had her video… What did he know? Could he… know the truth?

“What do you want? I’m not interested in seeing it.”

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The tennis pro had one purpose and ONLY one reason for arriving at Maki’s room so late at night—to retrieve what was his MonoPad. What was his most ‘important person’. What was his reason to LIVE. Of course, he knew that it wasn’t going to be so simple, just walk up, ask for the Pad—and receive. Maki Harukawa was a ‘cool cat’, so to speak, but…ever since he learned about something ELSE rather important, it gave him some of his own ammunition to use.

He’d received her MonoPad, her motive video. They were advised not to watch them, not to ‘play along’ into Monokuma’s GAMES. Not to give them a motive to kill…but it was much too important to Ryoma. It was much too pressing to find out who his person was, who his reason WAS. He had felt as if he were an empty shell, surviving, not living. He needed that REASON. So, in order to obtain it…he would even resort to using ‘dirty’ means.

“…That’s right,” He calmly responded, slightly moving around the candy cigarette in his mouth as he stared directly at the female who stood in front of him. “I know. I figured…you wouldn’t. But you have—mine, don’t you.” It wasn’t worded like a question, rather, a statement. He knew she had his. And he…was going to get it.

“I suggest you hand it to me, y’know…”

#maskslain#me last night: i hope cola does smth regarding the monopads#cola: *does smth regarding the monopads*#me: God Bless
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“Yes,” Chihiro confirmed. They’d been trying to work out more, but there was only so much they could do with routine exercise and weight-lifting. And… it was becoming clearer to them, that despite all desire to get stronger, their body had limits it would be difficult to overcome. 
Besides, if they wanted to become stronger physically and socially, the best way to do that would be to start playing a sport that necessitated other people. There weren’t many sports Chihiro felt their body was up to, because of how short they were, but… Hoshi-kun being able to excel at tennis despite his body type gave them some meager hope that it might be possible for them to play it passably, too.
Although… Hoshi-kun’s reaction didn’t seem too enthusiastic about the idea? “Um… I’m sorry to ask if it’s a bother… you don’t need to feel obligated if it’s too much trouble…”
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Ryoma wasn’t thrilled about the idea. Of course he wasn’t—he didn’t have ANY hopes of playing tennis, not ever again. No, that part of him was dead, it was in the past. He would never relive that…even to teach someone who was earnestly interested in the sport he held so dearly. It was admirable, for someone who didn’t seem very sports-like to attempt to learn and be SERIOUS about it, but…there was no helping the matter. In his mind, it was settled.

Because he didn’t have the right to teach someone else. He didn’t have the right to serve the ball, hit it—no, there was just NO WAY. A slight shake of the head, he let out a tiny bit of laughter. “It’s not too much trouble…but,” He turned, his side facing the upperclassmen. “You’d be better off asking someone else to do that.” A kinder, simpler way of saying…don’t get involved with me. You’re better of not getting involved with someone like me.

#withoutalignment#hoshi vc internally but more loudly: SHIT
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