Each member of the 95th Class soon spoke up after Monokuma's introduction. There reactions were all.....predictable to be exact. Some were questioning the whereabouts of the
Real Headmaster, some questioned the situation they were in, but above all else, the prize winning question was what this talking "Stuffed Animal" wanted. And it appeared Monokuma had no problem letting each of the students ask their questions. In fact, he actually listened intently to each and every question and reaction before gesturing the group to quiet
down.
“Alright alright that's enough.” He cleared his throat and spoke with a voice that everyone can hear him loud and clear. “I'll answer your questions, each and every single one of them.”
He seems so calm. Actually, the person behind this seems calm. Who's really behind this? Is he really going to tell us everything we want to know? Naomi pondered each question while looking around the gym, seeing each of the expressions her fellow classmates had. Some were irritated, some were in a state of unrest, and others were calm. It's probably best for the situation to stay calm. Maybe it's not as bad as they thought.
........Boy were they wrong.
“Now then. As for the whereabouts of Headmast–I mean, Ex-Headmaster Tengan. Let's just say......he went on a little trip.” He let out a small chuckle, as if he said something funny. Then let out a loud cackle the filled the gymnasium. It only made Naomi more anxious. She had a painful feeling that Montgomery Tengan was not here....was not responsible for this......weird bear appearing before them. She had a feeling he wasn't here.....
and he wasn't coming back.
“A-Hem! Now then, sorry about that.” He stopped his booming cackle and continued with his...“Explanation”.
“Alright no more beating around the bush. You've guys been left here hanging for weeks with no explanation on why you're here. And the GM of the roleplay has been very busy and dealing with depression and anxiety. A new nineteen year old trying to figure out what to do next in life is very frustrating and exasperating you know!“ Now he's not making any sense. Naomi furrowed her eyebrows, trying to understand what he was saying.
GM? Roleplay? The Heck is that? This isn't a roleplay. This is real life! And what does he mean by "Roleplay" Anyways?! This isn't a story where a group make up characters to place in this situation! And even if it was, what Kind of Monster would put a character in this situation?!
Unbelievable. Impossible. Ridiculous.
“Now then, where was I? Oh right! As I was saying, No more beating around the bush! As you know, you boys and girls are some of the best of the best at the top of your field. Prodigies from across the world coming to a multinational elite school for the promise of success later in your young lives. Aah...Such hope for you.” His voice sounded so passionate, so....happy. But that changed. His tone became serious and scary.
“It's Disgusting.”
“However, the world is a scary place. Even where there is the brightest of Hope, there will always be the seeds of Despair looking around to destroy that hope. Countless graduates of this school died by envious lowly individuals who wanted to be given the same hope and bright future they were given, but were denied. They were second class human beings to the more talented human beings. The were filled with Despair, and willing to inflict their Despair onto others, making a even bigger Despair! It's truly Despair-Inducing!” C-Countless Graduates of Estorra Academy. THE Estorra Academy....Died? His words filled the some of the students with unease and terror, while others were getting fed up of this....“entrance ceremony”. If you can consider it that now. “So, to preserve your talent and hope, you've been locked within this school!” His voice changed to a chipper tone, as if this was a good thing and he was doing the students all a huge favor. He wasn't.
“L-Locked in this school?! For how long?!” Naomi cried, and the bear pondered for a short moment.
“Hm....probably.....forever! To be exact.” His words shook the students, locked within this school? Living the rest of their life their? He can't be serious!
“Y-You can't be serious! You can't just keep us here forever you......crazy stuffed animal!” She marched forward at Monobear, her tone serious and angered. She-nor anyone can't just stay here for the rest of their life. But apparently, this was all to funny for him. He simply laughed at her,
“Ohohoho...you poor silly child.” He jumped off the podium onto the stage and got close to her face, his red lightning bolt eye glowing.
“Suuuure I can. After all, what are you going to do hm? You have no contact with the outside world. And your family believes your attending a perfectly normal “Talent Academy of Hope”. Sure it'll be a excuse for the next four years. But I'm sure none of you will after four years anyways, so that won't be a problem.” His words were venomously sadistic, and his grin widened the more he spoke. It frightened Naomi. Why did it have to be this? Why did she or anyone else in her class have to suffer? He pulled away, looking down as his tone changed to a depressed one.
“And after all I've done for you thus far. I even went out of my way to give you titles.”
“--!!”
Naomi eyes widened in realization. When he meant titles, did he mean the titles and envelopes they found when they entered the school?
“You mean..you wrote those?” Monokuma perked up and his attitude changed to a happy tone again.
“Yep yep! That was me! What do you think? Pretty cool huh?” Naomi snorted, it sounded like he took pride in giving them "Super High School Level" titles, but if Naomi recalled it was badly written in crayon. Although it does make
sense, and the black haired girl couldn't help a small bit cute. But it was still eerie now knowing it came from stuffed talking bear who planned to lock them in a school for the rest of their lives. “It's written in crayon..” Naomi pointed out the obvious and Monokuma huffed.
“Well I'm sorry what did you want, the most fanciest writing on the most fanciest paper with the most fanciest seal of goddamn approval?!” He shouted in anger, his face red and he waved his small bear fists around as puffs of clouds came out of his head. He calmed himself and looked back to the crowd of students who have been watching their interaction for a while now.
“A-Hem, No matter. However if your still want to leave...I suppose....their is one way to leave the school.” This got the entire groups attention, as now all they wanted to do was escape this school, and he was offering the way out. Of course, there had to be a catch. Naomi felt there had to be with this......bear. More specifically, whoever was controlling the bear. “There....is?” Naomi asked as Monokuma jumped back onto the podium with a 'BOING!'.
“Yep yep! There is one way out. It's a thing called 'Graduation'~” he raised his paws over his head and moved them to either side of him, while the students stared at him in confusion.
Graduation? The heck does that mean? Naomi thought, her eyebrows furrowed, surely she wasn't the only person thinking this. There had to be others who were thinking what he meant as well. Right?
And that's when it happened. Remember that catch Naomi felt earlier? Well here it was. And it was the worst catch she ever heard in her life-no doubt in that.
“What I mean by 'Graduation' is...if you want to leave this school.....” He raised his head, his sadistic slasher grin widening and his red lighting bolt eye beaming again as the thought of uneasiness ran through the students body once more.
“Y O U H A V E T O K I L L
S O M E O N E.”
.:Location:. Estorra Academy- Gymnasium
.:Event:. Estorra Academy's 95th Class Entrance Ceremony
.:Mood:. Exasperated | Uneasy
.:Interaction(s):. Monokuma
.:Mentioned:. Everyone Really.
.:Tagged:. @Everyone