Mei Meiyo
Junior Member
Talent: SHSL Kenjutsu Master
Year: 3
Age: 17
Posts: 77 
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Post by Mei Meiyo on Nov 15, 2016 0:49:30 GMT 1
 MEI MEIYO -KENJUTSU MASTER- Mei watched as the Jack of All Trades made her move. All she did was watch, clutching the knife in her hands tightly. She watched as the boy ran over to the fallen man. She watched as he did some strange thing, pressing down on Oppenheimers chest. All she did was watch. Would this be the first kill? Yoko who had so proudly declared that killing wasn't all that strange. While Mei had agreed with her inwardly, seeing it was something else entirely. Why would she get so riled up when what Oppenheimer said was so clearly false? No one would just admit like that. No one.
"I planned to inspect it, but now.... Now I'm just keeping it out of her hands." Mei responded to Da-Ji. She wasn't quite hearing what she was saying and her mind was too numb for her anxiety to kick in. The glasses girl also spoke to her, and Mei barely heard herself respond, "They were already dead when I came... But Oppenheimer claimed to be behind it and Kamiya snapped..." Then she heard Shirong's desperate plea for help and stuck the knife inside her jacket pocket, running over to aid the SHSL Guardian. She looked at Shirong for a second before attempting to grab Yoko's arms. Surely the Jack would have average strength and carrying around swords all day had built up the swordswoman's strength.
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Yoko Kamiya
New Member
Talent: Jack of All Trades
Year: 3
Age: 17
Posts: 34
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Post by Yoko Kamiya on Nov 15, 2016 1:08:26 GMT 1
Yoko held her arm tight against Abraham's throat as the life drained from him. He seemed to accept his death, but that meant little to her in the heat of the moment. Finally he slumped in her arms. Her deed done she relaxed, the rage finally began to subside and what exactly she had done in that moment of emotion began to sink in. It wasn't too long before Shirong tried to pull her off, tugging hard as she hung on, but the strength was draining from her fast. Mei's help got her off with no struggling.
Yoko sat there, looking at the ground as she tried to process what just happened. Her sister was dead and someone said it was their fault so... she killed him. Choked the life out of his body with her own arms. She lifted them up and looked at them, eyes wide in shock and terror at what just happened, herself, the part of herself that could do this like that... And the fact that she couldn't feel remorse over it. He said he killed her sister after all. He deserved it. He said so himself.
That even after she began to regain her senses she could still think like that... It scared her.
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Post by Izuku Garcia on Nov 15, 2016 3:11:40 GMT 1
"Mama, just killed a man... Put a gun against his head," Izuku..was singing the Bohemian Rhapsody.... Well, he had a good singing voice. He was walking along the area after awhile. He was in the mood to get some food. He looked at the room and blinked.
"...Wow, nice job guys, one of the people here killed a man. I don't know if I should laugh...or actually, I'll laugh. This is just too good!" Izuku, heartlessly, laughed at the image...before pausing to breathe...and then he laughed again.
"Okay, I'm good. I'm good," Izuku wheezed as he loomed over the corpse of the body, "Huh, so... Dead body of the Muslim, right? So... Who killed him and why?" He looked over to Katsu as he attempted to resuscitate him, "Mind if I help you out there. I'll do anything that you need me to do. Unless it's stupid, in which case, I won't."
Was Izuku an asshole? Yes, after all. He saw a dead body and immediately laughed it off as a joke. It just proved his point. Everyone here was an idiot. Everyone here wasn't smart at all. It proved his point. For all these people think they could survive, they wouldn't.
Kill or be killed, right?
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Post by Abraham Oppenheimer on Nov 15, 2016 8:39:45 GMT 1
Oppenheimer suddenly sat up in a coughing fit and several deep gasps to regain oxygen. Disoriented, he leaned up against the desk and continued to breathe deeply. He clutched his chest as hard as he could. He was alive.
"Allahu Akbar."
He recited that prayer to himself several times before looking at his killer.
"I am so sorry that I filled you with such grief and anger. It is my fault. If I had decided to go downstairs instead of in here, then I wouldn't have angered you. I'm such a worthless man, considering that Allah has granted me a second chance at correcting any errs I have induced. I'll find the person who put the poison in your friend. And I shall do so due to my incompetence for failing to be there to save her life. I could have stopped it if I wasn't so selfish and continued sleeping when all of you were awake. All I achieved was make sandwiches. I'm a worthless sole who can't achieve anything in my life. Even my talent was Allah's gift and not through any hard work of my own."
As he stood up, he turned to all the witnesses around him.
"I am sorry to you too, Katsu. If I had just held my breathe longer, you wouldn't have need to resurrect me. I am also sorry to the rest of you for not waiting until Yoko and I were alone. I didn't mean to bother you with my suffocation. I hope you aren't too scarred from it."
He slowly took step by step, personally apologizing to each person for not preventing them from being captured do to his lack of ability to be at Hope's Peak in a reasonable fashion of a week earlier to safely determine any threats on the school campus.
"I beg for your forgiveness and I shall leave you so I do not hurt your minds with the recurring images of my death."
Before he finally left, he turned towards Izuku Garcia to ask for forgiveness one last time.
"I do not know what sort of ill I have brought onto you that would cause you to kill me in the simulation, but I am sorry that I offended you. You sing beautifully to We Are the Champions. I only wish that I had not treated you so terribly that you would kill me. But I do wish that we can make amends soon."
He continued slowly stepping away until he left the room.
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Katsu Kuno
Administrator 
Talent: Hacker
Year: 4
Age: 19
Posts: 83
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Post by Katsu Kuno on Nov 16, 2016 21:12:19 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. Saving a person's life is always a life changing experience. Katsu didn't know if Abraham Oppenheimer would end up killing someone, or would lead to someone actually ending up killing him. In the end, Katsu knew he could regret it, as he could harm those he cared about, not just Tomoe, as he was sure he would find some sort of friendship here in this factory. Katsu made friends when he was forced to, and people tended to like him for some unknown reason. Katsu's problem with being lonely was a self-inflicted loneliness, because he felt it was better if people didn't like him, if people didn't grow attached to him. Katsu's loneliness was not because people didn't like him, it was due to the fact Katsu avoided people in general so he wouldn't later become a burden on them. There was only one exception to this rule, and it was a friend he had before he found out that he was a future burden. He tried terribly hard to be of some use to those around him so the energy they spent on him wasn't in vain. Every time he was around others he reminded himself of the fact that one day he would be such an imposition on them and if they cared about him they too would be brought down with him. Yet he couldn’t bring himself to isolate from one person he cared the most about in his life, though he continually told himself about the burden he would bring onto her.
Every choice Katsu made was for a logical reason, at least in Katsu's mind. He believed that no matter what Oppenheimer did in the future, he had not shown Katsu that he was a bad person or he would actually do bad things in the future. Therefore, he deserved to live if Katsu could do anything about it. He didn't really save Oppenheimer because he liked the guy. He didn't save Oppenheimer because he thought that Yoko was wrong in her approach. Honestly, her feelings were valid and therefore her actions based on these feelings were also valid. Katsu didn't work to save Oppenheimer, he was saving Yoko from a decision that would affect her for the rest of her life. After all the bear told them they had to commit the perfect crime, and who knew what the punishment for committing a crime that was obvious in front of several witness would entail? Katsu didn't want Yoko to regret this, or die because of these emotions. They were good emotions. It was good to release your emotions… except being violent was not the best way to release them. That's why Katsu decided to save Oppenheimer, not just because he deserved to continue living, but because Yoko did too.
When Oppenheimer finally awoke, Katsu, as the inexperience CPR practitioner he was, didn't expect such a sudden jolt up, Oppenheimer's body colliding with Katsu's head. Jolting back suddenly due to the impact, Katsu was dazed for a few moments. He fell flat on his back and stared at the ceiling. So it worked. He actually managed to save them this time. He'd tried this one time before, and it didn't work. Then again, his partner had been seriously injured instead of just their airway collapsed due to an inexperienced choker choking them. The image of his friend flashed in his head. It was one time he wanted to help out and actually go somewhere when Arien couldn't. It was a long time ago, but the image of his dead friend was burned into the back of his head. Ever since then he vowed to try to save everyone he possibly could.
"Yoko…" Katsu sat up and looked at her, "I don’t blame you."
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Jun Yamazaki
New Member
Talent: SHSL Private Investigator
Year: 3
Age: 17
Posts: 7 
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Post by Jun Yamazaki on Nov 18, 2016 15:46:05 GMT 1
I'd rather trust and regret  than doubt and regret "One can not see somthing which is either yet to happen, or doesn't happen at all.."
The so called "Threat" of being shown being killed didn't startle the PI, afterall it was simply impossible. The point of the video however, was very clear, whoever had thought this up wanted them to doubt eachother by feeding the possibility about their proposed killers. Or so Jun had concluded.
Spending any more time doing nothing would be a waste, especially since their time had already gotten an arbirtary deadline. "Kill or we all die, psh.. how boring" he spoke under his breath, hoping not to aggravate the others, not that it matered to him. He'd be socially distant from them anyway, always has, always will.
Loud noises emerged from the office whilst he was lost in thought, so finally snapping out of his mind he proceeded to open the door.
A bright ensamble of the students had already gathered. And form a quick glance over the room a lot had already happened too. But that wasn't what interrested the PI, not unitl it would become of relevence ofcourse. No what intrigued Jun were the two dead people in the room. He walked to the desk in a wuickend pace, his eyes widening so he could take it in. "Deceased 1: Older male, gut wound.." he shaped his left hand into something looking like a knife or spear he began to thrust forward to the wound, stopping just before the wound. Noticing the misisng weapon, which was pressumably a knife. He repeated the gesture a couple of times whilst thinking "COD is pressumably a stabwound to the gut bloodloss taking care of the rest." He then proceeded to furhter examine the body.
After he was satisfied he turned to the other corpse "Deceased 2: young female, striking a close resembalance to one of the other participants, Twins, if not sisters, should follow up this lead." Aside from the frankly gruesome state of her corpse the other thing that stood out was a braclet on her wrist. After croucung down and figetting with the little gadget the words rolled across the screen. "Forbidden action huh? Seems like an extra rule to this game.. Follow up required." He then checked his arms, and that of the other participants. "Weird, why would a dead girl wear a braclet, and a game element, but the people playing the game don't?" After that he gave the girls corpse an examination as well.
He mulled the idea over before it struck him that he didn't check if he had retained certain items, after all they had been knocked out. He patted his coated, and after feeling a heavy item, accompanied by a metallic thud, he was satisfied.
Now that he had processed the crime scene for what it was he pointed to the older man and raised his voice "Was the knife missing when you got here or did someone take it?"
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