[Kokichi, unlike a fair few others, is taken at the actual perfect time. There's a tug on his wrist, and he's being pulled along. As he follows along aimlessly, his mind wanders - is this what the afterlife is? Just...this? A hum, and reminders of his past?
None of it is pretty. None of it is anything he wants to see. Which is why it's probably a relief that he forgets that little opening number, and to him, it suddenly feels like he's been jerked away from the killing game into what looks like another crowd of people, all of them unfamiliar. Hm.
He clicks his tongue.]
...
[And then he looks pensive. There's too many people here for this to be some kind of unknown 'round two', so what was it?]
II: cherry blossom viewing
[This is about the time when Kokichi has pastries stuffed into his cheeks, looking very much like a squirrel. He'd always told himself to never abandon his childish side, and there was no better example than this. Simply walking along, his face stuffed to the brim with sweets...until he finally swallows them after chewing, and lies down on a blanket on his stomach, his legs kicking behind him lightly.]
Sakura, sakura~
[He's just singing to himself. This is...all because he feels this is all too nice. He's waiting for something to go wrong, but until then, he's deluding himself.]
III: the falling stars mysteries
[A terrible rumor was more what he was used to. The normal citizens were fearing being replaced, were they? Interesting. Well, he supposes it's only natural. Some strangers appear out of nowhere and assert themselves, and it's no wonder people might think they'd be driven out of town.
Kokichi paid it no heed. But he stayed alert anyway. Anything out of place? Anything--
That's when he catches sight of Kiibo sweeping the floor outside of a cafe. Now, he was fairly certain he might've noticed the Ultimate Robot if he were present. The living toaster didn't exactly blend in, however much he wanted to. And now to just be sweeping outside like this? Conveniently when he came by?
He skipped over.]
Kee-boy! What a miracle upon miracles to find you--
[No more Kiibo. Now it's dark glittery stuff. The broom clatters to the ground.]
Kokichi Oma | Danganronpa
[Kokichi, unlike a fair few others, is taken at the actual perfect time. There's a tug on his wrist, and he's being pulled along. As he follows along aimlessly, his mind wanders - is this what the afterlife is? Just...this? A hum, and reminders of his past?
None of it is pretty. None of it is anything he wants to see. Which is why it's probably a relief that he forgets that little opening number, and to him, it suddenly feels like he's been jerked away from the killing game into what looks like another crowd of people, all of them unfamiliar. Hm.
He clicks his tongue.]
...
[And then he looks pensive. There's too many people here for this to be some kind of unknown 'round two', so what was it?]
II: cherry blossom viewing
[This is about the time when Kokichi has pastries stuffed into his cheeks, looking very much like a squirrel. He'd always told himself to never abandon his childish side, and there was no better example than this. Simply walking along, his face stuffed to the brim with sweets...until he finally swallows them after chewing, and lies down on a blanket on his stomach, his legs kicking behind him lightly.]
Sakura, sakura~
[He's just singing to himself. This is...all because he feels this is all too nice. He's waiting for something to go wrong, but until then, he's deluding himself.]
III: the falling stars mysteries
[A terrible rumor was more what he was used to. The normal citizens were fearing being replaced, were they? Interesting. Well, he supposes it's only natural. Some strangers appear out of nowhere and assert themselves, and it's no wonder people might think they'd be driven out of town.
Kokichi paid it no heed. But he stayed alert anyway. Anything out of place? Anything--
That's when he catches sight of Kiibo sweeping the floor outside of a cafe. Now, he was fairly certain he might've noticed the Ultimate Robot if he were present. The living toaster didn't exactly blend in, however much he wanted to. And now to just be sweeping outside like this? Conveniently when he came by?
He skipped over.]
Kee-boy! What a miracle upon miracles to find you--
[No more Kiibo. Now it's dark glittery stuff. The broom clatters to the ground.]
Interesting. Very interesting.
[So he's got a lead.]
IV: wild card
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