Chapter 1: Goodbye, High-School Life

[hopefullyyours]

Who: Nagito Komaeda and anybody else
Broadcast: Fleetwide video
Action: On the Marsiva
When: 1/30

[Komaeda shows the stars before himself, arranging his bad arm one last time to make certain nothing is showing. It's a wasted effort- his hand is already tightly bundled up under multiple layers of bandage and clothing. He switches the view so he's fully visible.]

Hello, hello! What an interesting setting we're in now. I don't suppose Monokuma has given us any announcements to explain why it looks like we're in space?

[He smiles, eyebrows quirking up. It's an expression that seems to beg forgiveness, though there's a shadow of another expression, a colder one, behind his eyes. The combination of those two layered expressions reads as contempt, but is it just that?] And, goodness my, but it's quiet here. Have I been locked up again? In punishment? I promise you all, I did what I did in order to further you-

... To further hope.

Comments

[hopefullyyours]

Hmm. [His gaze wanders a little as he thinks about this.] Maybe. I wonder if I will.

[onlyanapple]

That's the glory about free will, maybe you will, maybe you won't. It's your choice.

[hopefullyyours]

Oh, that too. I was mostly wondering about timing, though. I mean, what if I died in a blimp crash or something first, right?

[He makes a sound that's a little too boyish to be a giggle, but definitely too high to be a chuckle.]

[onlyanapple]

I-

You're pretty odd. As humans go.

...You are human, right?

[hopefullyyours]

I hear that a lot. [Komaeda looks unmoved by this proclamation. He's used to it enough that the sting has long since been blunted.]

But I'm definitely human! ... Are you? [Enjoy that intense stare being directed your way.]

[onlyanapple]

Not even marginally. I'm a demon.

[hopefullyyours]

.... Like, really a demon? [Pardon his skepticism. He's spent the past month (?) on an island stuck with several weirdos, including one kid in particular who constantly proclaims his power over demons in the form of hamsters.]

You don't happen to have any pets, do you?

[onlyanapple]

No. Like a fake one. Of course really a demon.


...Not any more, they were all left behind in the magical castle.

[hopefullyyours]

Um, I only mention that because I knew somebody who-

[.... oh god okay so he is clearly just like Gundam never mind. Ugh. Why are people who raise animals all so weirdly fixated on demons!?]

Uh, haha.... oh, wow, that's.... sad. I'm sorry to hear that.

[onlyanapple]

Somebody who what?

No it isn't, they were a pain in the arse.

[He misses them, really.]

[hopefullyyours]

Ahahahah, it really isn't important, ahahaha.....! [CUE THE MOST UNCOMFORTABLE LAUGHTER. Komaeda is pretty sure he's going to get beaten up if this guys knows what he's referring to. He seems like the tough sort.]

I'm sorry to hear that. Do you think you'll get another pet here? [Don't worry, friend, he totally speaks Emotionally-Repressed Dude.]

[onlyanapple]

...Creepy. But fine.

What part of they were a pain in the arse did you not understand? [He sure isn't admitting that, nope.]

[hopefullyyours]

All right, but perhaps, theoretically?

[He smiles cheerily. Though he would be terrified to own an animal himself, due to the constant threat of his luck, he does like them.]

[onlyanapple]

No, theoretically they were a pain, too.

[Crowley's affection controls are always set on hard mode.]

[hopefullyyours]

Oh, I'm sorry, I must have been unclear. I guess that's to be expected of somebody like me, isn't it! I mean, theoretically, what sort of pet would you have?

[TELL HIM ABOUT THE PET OF YOUR HOPES AND DREAMS, BUDDY]

[onlyanapple]

[He immediately distrusts this. It's questions like this which is how he ended p with all those animals in the first place.]

None. I only want my house plants.

[hopefullyyours]

Ah, you like plants? I'll definitely remember that for the future! Thank you for sharing such a personal detail with me. I feel honored to be in your confidence regarding the topic! [He makes a determined fist.] Once I figure out how to send things, I'll send you any I find!

[GOTCHA.]

[onlyanapple]

I'd hardly call it personal. ...Well, maybe if you haven't had that much social interaction before.

...Is that why you're offering to send me plants? Is this some sort of...I don't know, poor social development thing?

[hopefullyyours]

Don't worry, I definitely understand. It's all right to be shy about admitting things like that. [By this point, he's half-messing with him, but plants are definitely on the horizon for Crowley.]

I'm sure you're not wrong! I haven't ever really been known for my charisma, that's certainly true! [Smile smile smile. It may sting, but it's the truth, so who is he to protest?]

[onlyanapple]

I#m not being shy about anything.

[This kid sure is creepy. ]

Well...generally people don't send presents right off the bat.

[hopefullyyours]

.... Really? What do people do instead?

[Where Komaeda's from, it is, via video game logic, totally normal to give new or recent acquaintances fairly extravagant gifts. Sure, they're usually things won from bear slot machines, but hey! They're beary good quality items!]

[onlyanapple]

[Creepy murderbear items.]

They get to know one another, first.

[hopefullyyours]

[Okay, so there may be some suspicious red spots here and there on the more rare items, but Monobear has assured them all that it's just red paint. Definitely.]

... But you don't seem to like that much. I mean, haha, who would blame you when interacting with somebody like me! But even so, doesn't a gift help smooth the path?

[onlyanapple]

Maybe if you wanted to sleep with me.

But you're too young for my tastes. Got to have lines in the sand.

[hopefullyyours]

[KsdfhklsJFLKSJF-!! goes Komaeda's mental stream of thought. He's momentarily conflicted between proclaiming that he's not a kid, okay?! and denying, vehemently, that that's even close to what he's up to.

Either one leads him to accepting something he'd really rather not, so he just makes a frustrated noise, features crumpling into a frustrated smile. It's the kind of expression a dog wears before it snaps from being teased for too long and mauls somebody's arm.]

Haha, that's..... certainly something.