Katsu Kuno
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Talent: Hacker
Year: 4
Age: 19
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Post by Katsu Kuno on Mar 12, 2017 5:33:57 GMT 1
[googlefont="VT323"]  Computers are magnificent tools for the realization of our dreams, but no machine can replace the human spark of spirit, compassion, love, and understanding. It had been a couple of days since the new floor opened up. Katsu had been spending time with Tomoe, a lot of time in fact as he wanted to make sure she wasn't killed by one of these people. However, he also had to give her some space and not seem too clingy. He also didn't want to be a creeper and stalk her when they weren't together, so instead Katsu rolled his way to the rec room. At least he could find a way to get out and try to have some fun instead of typing away on that laptop he had found in the vice chief's office. Then again, he had lots of fun trying to see what he could find on there, and he found some… well not very important things on that thing. He supposed it was his sister's voice in his head nagging him to get out.
"Hi there Ellie." In a closet of stuffed animals Katsu had found a stuffed elephant of which he dubbed Ellie. He wasn't as good with names as Tomoe, but he actually found the eyes of this stuffed animal to really make him feel something. Like when he felt distressed he could talk to the elephant and it would make him feel better. Maybe that was why she liked them so much because even if they didn't respond it felt like your words weren't wasted and you weren't making someone you really really cared about worried. He weakly hugged the elephant and placed her next to a board game spread out on the floor. He laid on his stomach across the board and began to play, rolling the dice and moving the character for Ellie.
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Post by Abraham Oppenheimer on Apr 2, 2017 6:50:58 GMT 1
"Izuku had been the one who killed me in the past. The footage showed as much."
Oppenheimer spoke to whoever the voice belonged to on floor, who was currently being obscured in Oppenheimer's vision by a couch. As he made his way towards the board game, he identified the vocal sound as Katsu. Slowly he walked over to the stuffed elephant and gently picked him up.
"Ellie, huh?"
He placed the elephant on a nearby coffee table and angled him so he can see the board game clearly.
"I'm sorry if this is a rude intrusion, but I would like to play a game with Katsu while clearing the air. You can have any game afterwards."
He sat in Ellie's place and sat with his legs crossed.
"What game are we playing? Might as well have something to do while we talk. Unfortunately, this is not one of those conversations we can put off or pass entirely. My apologies, Mr. Kuno. Where should we even begin with this conversation?"
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Katsu Kuno
Administrator
Talent: Hacker
Year: 4
Age: 19
Posts: 83
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Post by Katsu Kuno on Apr 23, 2017 4:45:33 GMT 1
[googlefont="VT323"] Computers are magnificent tools for the realization of our dreams, but no machine can replace the human spark of spirit, compassion, love, and understanding. He heard a voice while he played, a voice he wished he didn't hear. He didn't want to spend time with Abraham Oppenheimer. Their relationship hadn't been the best, and while he was still brooding over the whole thing that Abraham forced him to never walk again. While he blamed Izuku too, who had betrayed him, he couldn't stay angry at someone who was dead. It was far easier to hold a grudge against someone he could see and talk with. Perhaps because he was hurting and he wanted someone to blame other than himself or God.
Katsu didn't look up from his game, and yet he knew exactly who it was speaking to him. He moved Ellie's figure and rolled the dice once more. Snake eyes. Perhaps he should say something or Abraham would move closer or say something that would really annoy him. He was still angry, didn't Abraham understand? He didn't care if he saved his hand, it was his legs he had sacrificed. Should it not have been his own choice to do what he wanted with his own body? He wasn't harming anyone by losing his hand. But everyone had to find out about his disease and what was happening to him because of this guy. He didn't want Tomoe to find out… not yet at least.
"… By you leaving. I have nothing to say to you." Katsu shook his head and stared at the board, having not moved his piece yet. "I told you a secret and you told everyone. What would I have to say to a traitor like you?" Deep down Katsu knew that the capturing him part was a good thing. Losing his hand… that would be a huge impact. His skills, his talent would become nothing and he would essentially just be a cripple. He could lose his legs even if this didn't happen. The drug was experimental, so after a bit longer on them he could've lost his legs anyways.
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Post by Abraham Oppenheimer on Apr 23, 2017 5:52:38 GMT 1
"A disease is not a secret to be kept Mr. Kuno. Especially if your life is on the line."
Oppenheimer continued to just sit there in silence for ten or twenty minutes. He practiced going over his head thirty or so times what he wanted to say. He eventually just sighed.
"I didn't give you the disease. I didn't decided to make your permanently disabled. All I did was stop you from inflicting self-harm. You cannot be mad at me for that. Still, I am sorry. I am sorry that Monokuma strapped that bangle around your wrist. I'm sorry you were brought here. I'm sorry for everything that has happened or will happen in this game. I apologize for causing you such suffering. It's my fault. It's always my fault. I've learned that a few years ago. It's the greatest lesson I was ever taught. I pray to Allah I never forget it."
Oppenheimer turned to the board and moved Katsu's piece the appropriate two spaces.
"You have a lot more words than that. Out with it."
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Katsu Kuno
Administrator
Talent: Hacker
Year: 4
Age: 19
Posts: 83
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Post by Katsu Kuno on Apr 23, 2017 6:54:25 GMT 1
[googlefont="VT323"] Computers are magnificent tools for the realization of our dreams, but no machine can replace the human spark of spirit, compassion, love, and understanding. Katsu took in a deep breath, staring at the board with utmost concentration trying hard not to just explode and end up doing something he didn't want to do. He was currently in no shape to take any physical action against anyone, even someone who had lost their hand. If he could, he wasn't sure if he could just hold it in as he was right now. Then he kept apologizing for things that he wasn't mad at him for. Things that were out of his control. Things that no one could control. Katsu clenched his fist as tightly as he could and hit it against the ground. He pushed himself up from his stomach to sitting down normally. He couldn't keep it in.
"S-Stop apologizing… for stuff you can't control." Katsu looked up at the man's face and shook his head, his hands still balled into fists. He wasn't sure what he wanted to say but he wanted to say something. This guy was getting on his nerves and he basically had fucked him over several times, not to mention he had gotten his hand cut off and - if Tomoe were here, she would probably try to calm him down, but the pent-up emotions, the pent up frustrations… some of them weren't even supposed to be directed towards Oppenheimer. Some of them, or really most of them, were directed at himself, but he had been bottling them up for years and years and years.
"You made a choice for me that was supposed to be my own choice. It was about my own body. You chose my hand over my legs. I should have been the one to make that decision… but that's not… I don't blame you for that. I was emotionally unstable at the time and I understand why you did that." Katsu shot his gaze over to the elephant toy, its eyes giving him the courage to finally speak up what was one his mind. He would talk to Tomoe about things like this, but he would never, or at least he was try to never, be angry at her.
"I told you a secret, and you blabbed. I don't giving a flying leap… why you told it. The fact is you did. It's something about me. Did you ever think that I wanted to be able to say it myself? You aren't sorry. You would do it again if it happened again. You aren't sorry. Don't apologize."
Katsu closed his eyes as tightly as he could, trying to forget that moment when he just up and said what was wrong with him. He didn't care what it would mean to him. He was bad with words and he hated talking to people. He was much better with being on his computer and hacking something, a few brief messages to people he couldn't see, the ability to hit the backspace button after looking at a message. Talking with someone wasn't like that. You couldn't go back and take back something you said. You had to deal with everything you said even if you were emotional and you didn't mean it. That was why Katsu tried to avoid talking to others. That and people were mean. Either way… he wanted to say what was on his mind… and yet he hated this feeling, sending a nauseous feeling down to his stomach, as if he were nervous or scared about what he was going to say, and how one would take it.
Then again, this man caused him such great pain, should he really care what he said to him?
Yes. He should. No matter what happened, he had to try to stay kind as best he could. He failed many times over because of his lack of control over what he said, or rather the hard time he had choosing the words to speak.
Taking a deep breath Katsu returned his eyes to meet with Abraham's, a look of anger… but also a deep-seated sadness beneath. "I'm sure everyone can tell by now… I have a hard time hiding it, even when I'm trying to avoid her… I love Tomoe. And I want to protect her. I don’t care what I lose. I don't care the cost. She must live. I need to be strong enough to protect her as best as I can. I want to make the decisions in my life. I don't want to have someone else making them for me. I don't… I don't care why you outed my disease to everyone… I wanted to save Tomoe the pain of knowing that I was being hurt, to not worry about me slowly losing control of my body… I never planned on getting out of this factory, but I will make sure she does… Don't you understand? I would do anything for her."
Katsu swallowed and took a breath again. "I don't like to talk. I hate it. I only talk if I must… and you have made it so I feel I must talk like this. Say such… mean things. I… I don't want to be mean. I'm trying… I'm trying to be a good person." He looked away from Abraham, his eyes welling up with tears that had yet to fall. "I want to be worthy of being Tomoe's friend. Making others worry… Causing pain to others… that's not the way. And yet I still do both of them… all the time. I… I wanted to be the one who told Tomoe. I wanted to be the one who admitted to her I had been keeping a secret from her. But now… I lost that chance because of you. I lost the chance to come clean, and face the challenge of telling her. I… don't think I can forgive you for that."
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Post by Abraham Oppenheimer on Apr 24, 2017 8:45:08 GMT 1
Oppenheimer sat there and took the verbal abuse that Katsu flung at him.
"S-Stop apologizing… for stuff you can't control." Katsu looked up at the man's face and shook his head, his hands still balled into fists. He wasn't sure what he wanted to say but he wanted to say something. This guy was getting on his nerves and he basically had fucked him over several times, not to mention he had gotten his hand cut off and - if Tomoe were here, she would probably try to calm him down, but the pent-up emotions, the pent up frustrations… some of them weren't even supposed to be directed towards Oppenheimer. Some of them, or really most of them, were directed at himself, but he had been bottling them up for years and years and years.
"You made a choice for me that was supposed to be my own choice. It was about my own body. You chose my hand over my legs. I should have been the one to make that decision… but that's not… I don't blame you for that. I was emotionally unstable at the time and I understand why you did that." Katsu shot his gaze over to the elephant toy, its eyes giving him the courage to finally speak up what was one his mind. He would talk to Tomoe about things like this, but he would never, or at least he was try to never, be angry at her.
"I told you a secret, and you blabbed. I don't giving a flying leap… why you told it. The fact is you did. It's something about me. Did you ever think that I wanted to be able to say it myself? You aren't sorry. You would do it again if it happened again. You aren't sorry. Don't apologize."
Katsu closed his eyes as tightly as he could, trying to forget that moment when he just up and said what was wrong with him. He didn't care what it would mean to him. He was bad with words and he hated talking to people. He was much better with being on his computer and hacking something, a few brief messages to people he couldn't see, the ability to hit the backspace button after looking at a message. Talking with someone wasn't like that. You couldn't go back and take back something you said. You had to deal with everything you said even if you were emotional and you didn't mean it. That was why Katsu tried to avoid talking to others. That and people were mean. Either way… he wanted to say what was on his mind… and yet he hated this feeling, sending a nauseous feeling down to his stomach, as if he were nervous or scared about what he was going to say, and how one would take it.
Then again, this man caused him such great pain, should he really care what he said to him?
Yes. He should. No matter what happened, he had to try to stay kind as best he could. He failed many times over because of his lack of control over what he said, or rather the hard time he had choosing the words to speak.
Taking a deep breath Katsu returned his eyes to meet with Abraham's, a look of anger… but also a deep-seated sadness beneath. "I'm sure everyone can tell by now… I have a hard time hiding it, even when I'm trying to avoid her… I love Tomoe. And I want to protect her. I don’t care what I lose. I don't care the cost. She must live. I need to be strong enough to protect her as best as I can. I want to make the decisions in my life. I don't want to have someone else making them for me. I don't… I don't care why you outed my disease to everyone… I wanted to save Tomoe the pain of knowing that I was being hurt, to not worry about me slowly losing control of my body… I never planned on getting out of this factory, but I will make sure she does… Don't you understand? I would do anything for her."
Katsu swallowed and took a breath again. "I don't like to talk. I hate it. I only talk if I must… and you have made it so I feel I must talk like this. Say such… mean things. I… I don't want to be mean. I'm trying… I'm trying to be a good person." He looked away from Abraham, his eyes welling up with tears that had yet to fall. "I want to be worthy of being Tomoe's friend. Making others worry… Causing pain to others… that's not the way. And yet I still do both of them… all the time. I… I wanted to be the one who told Tomoe. I wanted to be the one who admitted to her I had been keeping a secret from her. But now… I lost that chance because of you. I lost the chance to come clean, and face the challenge of telling her. I… don't think I can forgive you for that."
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