Danganronpa: Ultimate Meme Team!

by AppleTheCreator

Summary:

All of the internet's favourites (plus a few lesser known characters) enter a killing game? With characters like Homer and Spamton around, I see nothing that could go wrong whatsoever and they'll all make it out of there alive! :D

 

Or... Will they...?

 

We have a Discord where the totally sane fans discuss totally sane things: https://discord.gg/Et6eJaREER (SPOILERS!)

We also have a TV Tropes for fans too: https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Fanfic/DanganronpaUltimateMemeTeam (ALSO SPOILERS!!)

 

Updates Frequently
Currently on Chapter 5: Deadly Life

Chapter 1: Prologue [A] - Welcome to Ultimate Island!

Notes:

Hello, everyone! Prepare for the killing game of the Century! All of the internet's favourite characters (and a few more random ones, I guess) have been chucked into a killing game where they need to murder to escape...

Who will kill, who will be killed and who will survive?

Well... There's only one way to find out! :D

~CHAPTER 1~

 

 

 

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Kirby (Kirby)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

Shrek (The Internet)

 

-BEGIN-

??-1: “Hey... You awake?”

 

??-2: (“Huh? Somebody’s talking to me..? Uuuughhh, where am I?”)

 

??-1: “Wakey wakey! We’ve finally arrived!”

 

??-2: (“Who is this guy trying to talk to me? Does he have an explanation for this..? Ugh, my head is seriously throbbing… Was I knocked out or something?”)

 

??-1: “Pretty sure you’re the last to wake up! Looks like you landed pretty hard! Right on the concrete! You gotta name or something??”

 

??-2: (“A name? My head’s spinning but I’m sure I can at least remember that..”)

 

??-2: “Oh, uh, name’s Steve.”

 

??-1: “Cool name! It suits ya! Unlike mine, hehe!”

 

Steve lifted his head to see a cheery looking boy in a bright blue shirt. Looking onto the floor, the boy wasn’t kidding. Steve landed head-first into the concrete. He began to think about what caused him to fall head first onto the floor. Maybe he walked into a lingering potion of poison? Maybe he ate another dodgy pufferfish??

 

Steve began to lift himself from the ground. It looked like he was in a car park of sorts, just without any cars. The only thing that stood out from the dull scenery was the bright boy bouncing from foot to foot on the ground. Thinking about it, Steve hadn’t been to a car park in ages; his heart rate began to surge as he realised that he had no memories of being in a car park before fainting.

 

??-2: “Why ya looking so worried? You’re finally at the world’s best holiday destination!”

 

World’s best holiday destination..? Steve stood blankly in blatant confusion.

 

Steve: (“What is he talking about..?”)

 

??-2: “Maybe waking up on the concrete made your head a teeny bit off, but you’ve just arrived at Ultimate Island!

 

Steve: “Ultimate Island??”

 

??-2: “Huh? Don’t you remember..?”

 

Steve: “Strangely… No..?”

 

??-2: “Ultimate Island is like the place where cool kids picked for being good at things go, heh! You musta done somethin’ real cool to get here!”

 

Steve wasn’t amused by this kid’s vague remarks.

 

Steve: “So, wait… You’re saying I did something cool, and got rewarded with a face plant into concrete..?”

 

??-2: “Yeeep! Pretty much! You need to think about what cool thing you did? What could be your Ultimate Talent?”

 

Steve tried to gather his thoughts. Something to be good at? But, what were Steve’s specialties? To be honest; he’d spent most of his life on his own. It wouldn’t be wrong to call himself a hermit, but, could one really be an “Ultimate Hermit”?

 

Steve: “I’ve got no clue to be honest. I dunno what I’m particularly good at..”

 

??-2: “C’mon, it’s gotta be something! Maybe you’re a superhero, or maaaybe you’re just really good at cleaning toilets! It doesn’t matter! You just gotta tell me!”

 

After putting up with the kid’s quirky remark, Steve tried to think about something important he had done..

 

Steve: “I guess I’ve built my own mine? Even mined some diamonds out of it?”

 

??-2: “Whoa! That’s pretty cool! Then you’ve gotta be the Ultimate Miner that I’ve been hearing ‘bout!”

 

 

Steve: (“It feels weird to be praised this hard by some randomer I’ve never heard of, but I guess he’s just a kid.. Still, I wonder what kinda talent this young boy had to get himself on this “Ultimate Island” he keeps bringing up…”)

 

Steve: “So, I’m guessing you did something cool to get yourself here, too? Whatever it is, it’s probably better than my makeshift mine..”

 

Steve began to doubt that statement as he watched the absent-minded boy’s get distracted by the buzzing of a little fly across the concrete.

 

??-2: “Me, oh, uhhhh… No way… My Ultimate Talent is kinda for losers..”

 

Steve: “Really? I’ve already confessed mine. It’s hardly impressive or anything.”

 

??-2: “It’s pretty impressive compared ta’ mine. I’m just the Ultimate Lucky Student…”

 

Steve: “Oh, what happened, did you win the lottery or something.?”

 

??-2: “Nah, I wish. I was just randomly chosen to be here.. Hehe...”

 

Steve noticed the kid’s innocent smile flip and become a frown. He then felt guilty for trying to make himself humble in front of this kid who clearly had no real “ultimate talent”.... Whatever that was…

 

Steve: “Hey, I don’t entirely trust what’s going on in here. I think we should probably stick together so I can figure out why I’ve randomly woken up on this so-called “Ultimate Island”?”

 

The cheery kid’s frown became a smile again and there was a glimpse of excitement in his eyes.

 

??-2: “Ooooooh! Are you saying we should be best friends?! I think that’s a cool idea!”

 

Steve was slightly taken aback by his suggestion, but didn’t want to let the poor kid down.

 

Steve: “Uh, sure, I guess so.. Whatever.”

 

??-2: “Wow! wait! I forgot! We can’t be besties if you don’t know my name! I’m Nubert, but you can just call me Noob! As I said, I’m the Ultimate Lucky Student. It’s not the coolest talent ever, but I’m hoping we can still get along!!!”

 

 

Steve(“Noob.. What a weird name. It feels kinda derogatory, but I don’t wanna call him by his full name either..”)

 

Noob: “So now that we’re besties! We should do some exploring together! We should talk to Gandhi first. He’s my other BFF and was the guy who taught me about Ultimate Talents!”

 

Steve: (“Gandhi? hmmm… It seems this guy has a lot of best friends.”)

 

Leaving the car park, Steve began to approach a hotel with Noob humming by his side. As he walked by, he started to notice the tropical scenery. How far away had he been taken and how much did that solid impact with the concrete cause him to forget? He felt unease in spite of the welcoming tropical atmosphere of the island.

 

Finally, Noob and Steve arrived by a swimming pool on the outskirts of the hotel.

 

Noob: “Hey, weee’re here! This is the “cool pool” where I first met Gandhi.”

 

Noob: “Wait, where’s Gandhi gone??”

 

Steve: “People can move you know..?”

 

Disregarding his snarky comment, Noob let out a scream.

 

Noob: “GAAAAAAAAAAAAANDHIIIIIIII!!!!!”

 

Steve recoiled in shock. Noob sounded like a howling monkey. His high pitched and squeaky voice was already enough to pierce through Steve’s ears without the screaming.

 

???: “What is this..? I hear somebody in danger!”

 

Noob waved towards the concerned looking man who saw Noob’s gesture and nodded towards him. He wore a humble white robe and approached Noob slowly. His slow movements had an element of serenity to them.

 

???: “Oh yes, hello Nubert, I mistook your calling for a scream of danger. If someone were to get hurt, I simply could not forgive myself.

 

Noob: “Hi Gandhi! This is Steve, he’s the Ultimate Miner!”

 

???: “Ah, this is the Ultimate Miner I’ve heard of. You seem a humble man, unlike many who bear the riches of diamonds. Do not let that power corrupt you.”

 

Steve felt somehow intimidated by the words of this benign man. They were sincere and powerful. Every word he spoke felt like a lecture of its own.

 

Steve: “Oh, I’ll keep that in mind. You must be Gandhi. Noob was telling you a bit about you.”

 

???: “Yes. I am Mohandas Gandhi. My people call me Bapu, but please, call me friend.”

 

Noob: “Okey dokey, friend!”

 

Gandhi: “I do not mean that in the literal sense, Nubert.”

 

Steve: “So… Gandhi, you must have done something impressive to end up on this island. Could you tell me what it is?”

 

Gandhi: “Many would call me the father of India. For this, I have become known as the Ultimate Peacekeeper. It is only a title, however, I believe you should judge me by my actions.”

 

 

Steve: (“It’s no surprise that Gandhi could be the Ultimate Peacekeeper. He has a certain natural power behind his words. He seems like a man I can trust if anything goes wrong on this island.”)

 

Gandhi: “I believe I have spoken enough about myself. Please, you should go on and meet the other Ultimates of this island. It is only through communication that we all can achieve peace.”

 

Noob: “Yeah! I think Gandhi’s right! We need to talk to the others! I’ve heard some of them are craaaaaazy!”

 

Gandhi: “Very well, goodbye. However, remember Nubert, judge these people by their actions, not what you hear of them.”

 

Noob: “Okay, Gandhi friend! See ya later! Enjoy your stay!”

 

Noob hopped up and down twice and took Steve by the hand. He rushed Steve off past the hotel doors and onto a couch in the entrance room.

 

Noob: “Oh boy! This is a comfy couch, hehe! This should be our secret den, huh Stevie?”

 

Steve: (“Did he really call me “Stevie”..? Already?”)

 

Steve: “I don’t really think that a couch would make a good “secret den”, Noobie...”

 

Noob: “Oh yeah, you’re right! Everyone could see us and that wouldn’t be cool.. Okay, umm.. Hear me out! Instead of being on the couch, we should instead go UNDER the couch! Then nobody could see us!!”

 

Noob suddenly bounced off the couch and tried to stick his body under it. He flailed his arms about as he tried to get his head into the couch and Steve had to pull him out to get his head unstuck.

 

Steve: “Noob. Don’t do that again. I’m sure we can find a better place to make a secret den.”

 

???: “Did somebody say secret den?! Fuhahahaha! I, the Supreme Overlord of Ice, have been to many secret dens in my time…”

 

Steve: (“What did I just hear? Who calls themselves “Supreme Overlord of Ice”?”)

 

Noob: “AAAHHH! A scary guy! Cover your eyes!”

 

Steve stared at Noob unamused as a pale, scarfed man approached him. He laughed to himself smugly as he glanced at Steve and Noob.

 

Steve: “You’re an Ultimate, right? What did you get here for; sorcery??”

 

???: “Pathetic mortal, I’ll have you no I’m no mere sorcerer. I am the archmage Gundham Tanaka, the Ultimate Breeder!”

 

 

Steve: “U-ultimate… Breeder…???”

 

Steve couldn’t help but chuckle as this wannabe supervillain proudly announced his title.

 

Gundham: “Yes, you heard me, mortal! I am Gundham Tanaka! Tamer of the Four Dark Devas of Destruction!”

 

Suddenly four little hamsters popped out of Gundham’s pocket. They smiled goofily at Steve, then at Noob, who was still cowering in fear whilst having his eyes covered. Steve couldn’t help but chuckle at the sheer absurdity of the situation.

 

Noob: “Huh? You’re laughing? Has the evil guy gone now!”

 

Noob slowly lifted his arms up and peeked his left eye open.

 

Noob: “GAAAAAAAAAAH!!! HE’S STILL HERE??”

 

Gundham: “Cower mortal and behold the Four Dark Devas of Destruction!: San-D, Jum-P, Maga-Z and Cham-P! Mwahahaha!”

 

Noob: “Agghh! He even says “mwahahaha”!”

 

Gundham: “At last, a mortal fool recognizes my power! Cower in fear, measly human!”

 

Steve: (“This guy… Really doesn’t seem good at talking to people.. Maybe he’s better with animals..? He is the ultimate breeder after all...”)

 

Steve: (“I guess… I should talk to him…”)

 

Steve: “So Gundham.. You must be good with animals right?”

 

Gundham: “Yes. They are a great source of my astral power. San-D in particular here, just emanates with pure energy…”

 

Steve: (“Who does this guy think he is…?”)

 

Steve: “Well, uh, see you later, Gundham.. My friend here seems a bit scared by your antics…”

 

Gundham: “Your friend should find himself afraid. For my name is Gundham Tanaka, Supreme Overlord of Ice! Remember me! Fuhahaha!”

 

Steve: (“It’ll be a hard name to forget…”)

 

Steve tugged onto Noob’s arm and dragged him out of the hotel entrance. He brought him over to the dining hall and finally Noob uncovered his eyes. Sitting next to them in the hall was a little pink blob. Steve stared at the blob as he bounced around his chair. Steve also noticed a big green man next to the blob, sitting around idly as if waiting for something to eat.

 

Steve: “Hey, we’ve been trying to figure out what this whole “Ultimate Island” is about.”

 

Noob: “Ya got any clues? Some of the people here seem pretty scary.”

 

???: “Yeah, lad. I’ve been trying to figure that out myself.”

 

???: “I just found myself awake on this chair in the dining hall. It’s quite a strange invitation, don’t ye think?”

 

Steve: “Hmmm, you too? I found myself awake on solid concrete… You’d think they’d be a bit more accommodating if we’re being sent to a luxury island...”

 

???: “Yeah… It’s strange. Gandhi seems to know what he’s talking about though. I still can’t help but be a bit worried.”

 

??2: “Poyo poyo…”

 

Noob: “Whoa! The blob thingy spoke! I didn’t know little blobs could speak!!”

 

???: “Yeah, nor did I. Still, it’s not the strangest thing I’ve seen in my life... Have ye ever met a talking donkey?”

 

Steve: “Talking donkey? That sounds… Unusual? Is this related to your Ultimate Talent?

 

???: “No... I’m not a donkey whisperer or Something... I’m only Shrek, the ultimate Internet Sensation.

 

 

Steve: (“Internet sensation?? That’s strange, this guy doesn’t seem anything like one..”)

 

Noob: “Whoa! So you’re like, number one TikToker? That’s crazy! I’d love to be famous!”

 

Shrek: “No. I didn’t even want to be famous… Some idiot just recorded me in my swamp and it went viral.”

 

Steve: “Hmm. I think I understand. I like living in isolation too, so if someone were to make a viral video of me in my hut, I’d be pretty annoyed..”

 

Shrek: “Ah, lad, it gets worse than that. There are now people all over the internet worshipping me like some kind of cult leader. When I saw how many followers I had, I went and threw out my phone.”

 

Steve: “Wow that’s crazy. Hopefully nobody’s recording us on this island. It’d get annoying pretty fast if I got famous really quickly.”

 

Shrek: “Yeah… You seem responsible, at least... Everyone else was talking too much so I stuck around this blob guy. Apparently he’s called Kirby, the Ultimate Godslayer.”

 

 

Noob’s jaw dropped in amazement.

 

Kirby: “Poyo poyo! Hiiii!!!”

 

Steve: “Did you just say… Ultimate Godslayer??”

 

Shrek: “I dunno. It’s what Gandhi told me. Kirby seems friendly enough, but I don’t know what’s lying behind that little smiley face of his.”

 

Kirby: “Hiiii!”

 

Noob: “Kirby.. Can I have… Your autograph?”

 

Kirby: “Poyo poyo..”

 

Shrek: “See the thing with Kirby is…. His hands are like little orbs. He can’t really write. I tried ta give him a pencil to tell me about himself, but he couldn’t put a word down..”

 

Steve: “Hmmm.. That’s a shame. We’ll need to find some kind of way to communicate with Kirby.”

 

Suddenly a man with bicolour glasses and a massive grin came barging in. He was short and wore a business suit. Steve caught him flicking some dirt off his suit attentively.

 

???: “WOW !! HOLY [[Cungadero]] !!?!! I SEE [[GREATER THAN three]] in THIS ROOM? YOU GUYS LOOKING LIKE A LOTTA [[BIGSHOT!!!]]

 

If he wasn’t strange enough already, the short man spoke like a broken machine. His strange voice was grating to Steve’s poor ears.

 

Shrek: “What the… Hell are you??”

 

???: “ I’M SPAMTON. I HAVE MANY [[Sweet deals!]] FOR [[SPONGES]] LIKE Y9USE.!!!!

 

Steve: “Are you… Also.. An ultimate…?

 

Steve had seen many unusual figures today. A bouncing blob and a dracula wannabe seemed like eccentric enough figures already, but nothing could prepare him for the strangeness of this man. It appeared as though he had been sent here just for the sake of giving everyone a surprise.

 

Spamton: “[[LITTLE OLD ME]]...? BUDDY PAL SPAM;TON?? AN ULTIMATE ???”

 

Spamton: “WHY YES !!! I AM UL4IMATE ?????????????? FIND OUT FOR SMALL PRICE OF [[FAVOURITE YEAR]] KROMERS !!!! “

 

Noob: “Don’t worry about this guy. Gandhi told me about him already. He’s the Ultimate Salesman. He may look crazy, but I’m sure he’s pretty nice when you get to know him!”

 

 

Steve: “Nice…? I’m pretty sure this guy just tried to scam me!”

 

Shrek: “Yeah… This…. Thing doesn’t seem like a particularly fun holiday partner..”

 

Spamton: “ [[HOLY DAY]]?? ? HOLY; HAVE YOU BEEN [DrinkingOil]]! IT’S [[KRISMAS]]# I’D RATHER BE DROWNING IN [[a]] BURNING ACID!! !!!!!!”

 

Spamton then fell on the floor and appeared to be sulking. Steve watched in bewilderment as he hastily picked himself up again and ran out the building.

 

Shrek: “Hey lads... I think there’s some hotel rooms upstairs. Maybe you need a rest after all the confusion today. Honestly, I think I do too…”

 

Shrek: “Everyone here’s just….. Eccentric….”

 

Noob: “Yeah. Let’s get going, Steve. I like to stay happy, but I’m beginning to get a little worried ‘bout this place.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, me too. I think I need a rest..”

 

Steve and Noob walked up the stairs. When they arrived, they noticed an upright squid shouting at some kind of misshapen skeleton.

 

???: “Could you be quiet for just five minutes! I’m trying to play my clarinet!”

 

??2: “hey. you might get ‘bonely’ if you didn’t have anyone to talk to..”

 

???: “I’ve had enough with your skeleton puns! You hear me?! enough! I just want some rest!”

 

Noob: “Hi guys!!! I’m Noob! I’m the Ultimate Lucky Student! What about you, Mr. Squiddyface?”

 

???: “Oh great.... Another chatterer… I just want to enjoy this Summer trip in peace..”

 

???: “Uuuuuggghhhh…”

 

Steve: “Look, I agree, but, I think we need to work together. I feel like there’s something slightly off about this place. We should just start by talking about our talents.”

 

???: “Oh alright. I’m Squidward, the Ultimate Clarinet Player, I’ll have you know…”

 

 

Steve: “Right, I’m Steve, Ultimate Miner. I’d love to hear you play your clarinet if we ever get the chance.”

 

??2: “hey don’t leave me out. name’s sans. sans the skeleton.”

 

Noob: “So does that make you the Ultimate Skeleton?”

 

Sans: “ultimate skeleton? really? i’ve got a bone to pick with that one. i’m the ultimate comedian. if ya don’t like my jokes, you’re in for a bad time.”

 

 

Sans: “hehehe… “bad time”, ya’ get it..?”

 

Steve: (“I… Don’t think I get it….”)

 

Sans: “it’s a reference to the popular indie rpg character called-”

 

Squidward: “Shut up for five seconds, Sans!”

 

Sans: “aww… hehe… i thought you guys would get the reference…”

 

Steve: (“I feel like this guy is going to get annoying quite fast…”)

 

Steve: “So… Has Sans just been cracking jokes the whole time..?”

 

Squidward: “Yep. This guy’s been annoying me ever since I arrived!”

 

Squidward: “It doesn’t help that all his puns are awful!”

 

Sans: “guilty as charged, hehe… and all of them are skeleton related, too.”

 

Sans: “maybe squidward doesn’t agree, but i think they’re pretty humerus, hehe…”

 

Steve: “Hmmm. You must run out of material if you only make skeleton puns.”

 

Sans: “yeah. there are only 206 bones in your body after all.”

 

Suddenly, Sans’ eyes went completely blank.

 

Sans: “and there’ll be 205 after i’m done with you.”

 

Noob: “Eeep!”

 

Sans: “nah kid. only messin’. i don’t really like to take out peoples’ bones. seems pretty disrespectful to me.”

 

Sans: “have you seen spamton though? he seems ‘bad to the bone’. Heheh.”

 

Squidward: “See, he just never shuts up! He reminds me of my annoying neighbours!”

 

Sans: “aw man, squidward. never thought you’d be so spineless. what a shame.”

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Sans: “anyway, i’ve got bored of annoying you. bone-voyage.”

 

And like that, Sans just went and left the room, paying no attention to anyone else

 

Squidward: “God, he’s just so annoying.”

 

Steve: (“Hmm… At least Sans seems friendly enough. He’s a whole lot friendlier than the skeletons around my place, that’s for sure. Better not mention that to Squidward, though.”)

 

Steve: “I think me and Noob are gonna get some rest. This day has honestly been a little exhausting for us. I wouldn’t mind some sleep...”

 

Squidward: “Finally somebody here has common sense. I think I’ll get some rest too. Honestly, I’m too tired to keep playing my clarinet..”

 

Steve: “Yeah, see you two in the morning. Maybe we can try to figure out what’s going on..”

 

Noob: “Okey dokey! Enjoy your rest, Stevie!”

 

Steve went inside his room. It was fairly regular to be honest, but he didn’t expect anything special. Steve tried to shut his eyes and finally get some sleep. He was worried, however; he didn’t feel like he belonged here. The situation was just too strange; getting knocked unconscious and waking up on an island full of crazy people. At least things would calm down eventually, right?

Notes:

I'm kind of new here, so I hope you enjoy this first chapter. As of writing this, I'm actually written up to Chapter 3, but haven't uploaded it here. I'm not uploading all 2 and a half chapters already though... You'll have to wait... The writing quality probably also improves in later parts, so look forward to that!

Chapter 2: Prologue [B] - Welcome to Ultimate Island!

Notes:

We're going to meet the rest of the cast this episode. I wonder what this killing game holds in store for them...

~CHAPTER 2~

 

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Kirby (Kirby)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

Shrek (The Internet)

 

 

When Steve woke up he found himself listening to a strange, creaky voice…

 

???: “Good morning, islanders! It is now 8am. Please meet up in the festival square, puhuhu! We’ve got a nice surprise waiting for you!

 

Steve: (“Hmm.. What a strange voice. At least it's good to know that there’s some regulation going around on this island.”)

 

??2: “Are you a donut?”

 

Steve could here a strange voice echoing across the hall.

 

??2: “You look like a juicy red donut!”

 

Steve: “Uhhh.. What’s going on here?”

 

??2: “I found a talking donut!”

 

??3: “This dummy keeps calling me a donut”

 

??3: “I dont trust this guy ill be honest. He’s looking like hes gonna eat me”

 

Steve looked out to see a large man with only a few hairs left on his head. He yawned, understandably, as it was pretty early in the morning. Beside him was a short man in a round red suit, which looked pretty uncomfortable to wear, but he seemed to be wearing it as if it was a badge.

 

??2: “Hey, I’m Homer, Ultimate Nuclear Fu….Uh… Fuzzycist! Who are you, Mr. Square Guy..?”

 

 

 

Homer scratched his head in some kind of confusion.

 

Steve: (“I think he means physicist. Wonder how he got that job…”)

 

Steve: “Oh, uh, I’m Steve, Ultimate Miner.”

 

Homer: “Oh, okay…”

 

Homer: “Uh… Does that mean you can break rocks..?”

 

Steve: “Uh, yeah, of course.”

 

Homer: *Yaaaaaawnnn*

 

Homer: “Boring. Got any donuts?”

 

Steve: “No, sorry, maybe check out the kitchen.”

 

Homer: “Yeah, there better be some donuts in the kitchen…”

 

Homer: *Yaaaaaaaaaaaawnnnn*

 

Homer: “Did ya’ hear the guy on the telly? He sounded pretty evil….”

 

Steve: “Hmm... I wouldn’t worry too much, he’s probably just keeping check on us.”

 

Homer: “He sounded bad though. He said puhuhu after all…”

 

??3: “Do u think that makes him bad or something idiot?”

 

Homer: “Oh! The donut spoke again!”

 

The short man in the red suit hit Homer in the head bluntly with his arm.

 

Homer: “Doh!”

 

??3: “Dont call me donut”

 

Steve: “So, how did you end up becoming the Ultimate Nuclear Physicist, Homer? That sounds like a pretty impressive title.”

 

??3: “No clue gotta be honest hes like an idiot”

 

Homer: “Hey that’s not fair! I discovered the Higgs Bison!”

 

Steve: “Higgs.. Bison??”

 

??3: “He means higgs boson idiot. Do u know anything about physics?”

 

Steve: “Ah. The Higgs Boson. I feel like I’ve heard that name before, but I’m not really sure what it's about…”

 

Homer: “Uhm.. I dunno either!”

 

Steve: “Huh? I thought you discovered it..?”

 

??3: “I think he just got lucky lol”

 

Homer: “Bad donut! This is a very mean donut, Mr. Square Guy!”

 

??3: “Jesus stop calling me a donut”

 

??3: “Guess i should actually introduce myself ig”

 

??3: “Im red the ultimate astronaut. Its a pretty cool title ngl.”

 

 

 

Homer: “Wow. An astronaut donut?”

 

Red: “I already said im not a donut jesus christ”

 

Steve: (“Red seems like a pretty casual guy, it’s surprising to think he’s been to space before. As for Homer… Perhaps he has his own share of secrets? There has to be some method to the nuclear physicist’s madness…”)

 

Steve: (“Or… Maybe I’m just overthinking it…”)

 

The unlikely trio chatted as they strolled down the stairs. Red and Steve left the hotel and started heading to the festival square, while Homer searched the hotel for the kitchen in his quest for donuts.

 

Red: “Uhhh know where were going bro?”

 

Steve: “Right. I was hoping you knew… Honestly, I’ve no idea. I think the festival square should be somewhere around this island… It’s not too large after all…”

 

Suddenly, a smiling leaf with strange spindly arms ran up to Steve and Red.

 

Steve: (“A talking leaf?! That’s pretty weird, but I shouldn’t be too surprised, given I’ve met… A Spamton…”)

 

Steve: (“At least it seems friendly…”)

 

???: “Hey! Don’t think I’ve seen you two around, I’m Leafy, the Ultimate Thief!”

 

 

Steve: “T-thief?”

 

Red: “didnt think theyd let someone in for smth like that”

 

Leafy: “Hey, don’t be rude! I’m a nice thief! I only steal from people who deserve it!”

 

Leafy: “Besides, I’ve only ever stolen something once.”

 

Steve: “Wait, you’ve only stolen one thing, but you still got that title? That almost seems unfair…”

 

Leafy: “Ehehe.. To be fair the thing I stole was worth a whole trillion.”

 

Steve: (“A trillion..? Either this leaf uses a different currency or that’s some kinda joke…”)

 

Red: “Wth did you steal a country or smth?”

 

Leafy: “I’d… Prefer not to talk about it! Heeheehee!”

 

Steve: “Uhhh… Do you happen to know where the festival square is?”

 

Leafy: “Oh, it’s at the centre of the island! I was talking to Light and Red there earlier!”

 

Red: “No you werent talkin to me. How do you know my name?”

 

Leafy: “Huh? Are you also called Light or something?”

 

Red: “No im red lol. Is there an impostor or smth?”

 

Leafy: “Wow, that’s weird. There must be two guys called Red or something…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, that’s a strange coincidence. I don’t think I’ve ever heard of somebody called Red before..”

 

Leafy: “Well, I guess now you’ve heard of two!”

 

Red: “Yeah im abt to decapitate this fake xD”

 

Red hurried along, determined to find his copycat. Steve lagged behind a bit, trying to catch up with Red who might've been furious, though Steve couldn’t quite tell for sure what Red’s face looked like behind his spacesuit.

 

Eventually, the duo reached the festival square. They saw Leafy behind them. Giving them a friendly wave as they arrived.

 

???: “I was expecting more people to arrive. Everyone must be late.”

 

??2: “...”

 

Red: “wow i didnt think wed be early since homer got in the way and all”

 

???: “Looks like everyone’s decided to be lazy, right Red?”

 

Red: “yeah”

 

??2: “...Yeah.”

 

Red: “Wait you must be the fake red!”

 

Red: “Impostor detected!”

 

??2: “Huh? Are you…. also… named Red?”

 

Red: “Yep! Im not just red im THE red! Number one crewmate and master of the skeld!”

 

??2: “...”

 

??2: “What’s… The Skeld?”

 

Steve: (“I was wondering about that too..”)

 

Red: “Its my spaceship! Never heard of it? Im the ultimate astronaut after all.”

 

??2: “I’m Red. Ultimate Pokémon trainer.”

 

 

Red: “Excuse me wth is a pokemon?”

 

Trainer Red: “....”

 

Trainer Red:“*sigh*

 

Steve: (“Unlike the other Red, this guy doesn’t seem much for words. The two of them have clashing personalities. I hope they manage to get along..”)

 

???: “I’ve been waiting a while for this announcement. Perhaps we’ll finally get some important information..”

 

Red: “Why u actin like this. Whatre you ultimate detective or smth?”

 

???: “Hahaha. Not even close. I’m Light Yagami, the Ultimate Academic. I am determined to use my academic abilities to make the world a better place.”

 

 

Steve: “Hm. That sounds like a noble goal. Have you got a career in mind?”

 

Light: “Ah, a career? I believe in extending my knowledge in all areas. One career is not enough for me. I need to be an expert in everything if I want to fix this rotten world…”

 

Light: “That said, I have been engaging in some police operations recently, so your deductions aren’t entirely wrong. Still, that’s a private matter…”

 

Steve: (“Light seems like a pretty commanding guy. I’m sure he has a lot of talent, but he really does have high expectations of himself.”)

 

Red: “Man thinks hes the messiah or some crap”

 

Light: *sigh*

 

Light: “I wasn’t expecting such doubt from a fellow Ultimate. I hope we can still cooperate so that we can further our aims.”

 

Red: “Man this guy rly thinks hes the next elon musk. I aint gonna be ur friend elon. Dont expect it”

 

Steve: “Hey, Red I think we need to work together. Look, Light doesn’t really seem like a bad guy, even if he might seem a little arrogant.”

 

Red: “Arrogant? Mans looking full on narcissistic.”

 

Light: “You realise I can hear your whole conversation? It’s fine if you wish to consider me arrogant, but I’m hoping I can change your mind.”

 

Red: “shutup elonface”

 

Just as the conversation between Light and Red started to get heated, everyone else seemed to arrive. Steve noticed ten more people entering the festival square.

 

???: “Wow. This place looks nice..”

 

Shrek: “Yeah... Quite the place to get a beer.”

 

???: “I…I’m underage.. Haha…”

 

Shrek: “Ah, sorry... Couldn’t tell cuz’ all you humans just look short to me…”

 

Light: “Yes, it’d be a shame if the police took us off this island, wouldn’t it? It is quite idyllic after all.”

 

??2: “Puhuhu! Police? What police! This island is a lawless place, friends!”

 

Suddenly, a two-toned bear emerged from beneath a market stall.

 

Leafy: “Huh? What? There’s no law around here??”

 

??2: “Yep. This is neutral territory. It’s a free place to go around doing whatever crime you want!”

 

The bear’s words were chilling. He chuckled maniacally as he spoke with his shrill voice.

 

Noob: “Um… You’re the one who invited us, aren’t you Mr. Bear? Surely you’ll be keeping things in check??”

 

??2: “That’s Monokuma to you!”

 

Squidward stared at the bear skeptically.

 

Squidward: “You’ll be keeping us safe though, right? We can’t just have everyone running around committing arson and theft!”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, theft is pretty bad!”

 

Monokuma: “Of course, Squidward! We’ve got plenty of rules on this island. If anyone ends up being a murderer, they’ll surely be punished. Unless they get away with it, puhuhu…”

 

Steve: “Please… Don’t just joke about murder so casually…”

 

Monokuma: “Joking? I’m being serious!”

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu…”

 

Monokuma: “Here, everyone take these Monophones! They have all of the rules of the school!”

 

Monokuma handed out ‘Monophones’ to all of the islanders until he only had one left in his hand.

 

Homer: “Hey guys, I’m finally-”

 

Monokuma flung a Monophone right onto Homer’s face.

 

Homer: “Doh!”

 

The Monophone cracked as it hit the ground.

 

Monokuma: “Everyone, be extra careful to read the rules! They’re very important for our island life!”

 

Steve felt butterflies in his stomach as he opened up the ‘rules’ app on the phone. Was this strange looking bear really going to make sure nothing bad happens on the island? There was something sinister behind that mascot’s smile..

 

RULE 1: Islanders must stay on the island for the remainder of their lives.

 

Kirby: “Poyo?!”

 

???: “D..did I read that first rule correctly..?”

 

Monokuma: “Yep, ya sure did! It’s such a nice island after all! Why would you ever want to leave?”

 

Kirby: “Haaaah…”

 

Gandhi: “Many of us have families! We can’t just leave them behind!”

 

Homer: “Hey! He’s right! I have a family!”

 

Trainer Red: “... We can’t just stay on the same island forever…”

 

Homer: “What was my wife’s name again?”

 

Gundham: “You fiendish bear! You cannot do something so blatantly against the law!”

 

Monokuma: “What law? As I said, this is the Ultimate Island! This is neutral territory, puhuhu!”

 

Shrek: “Surely there’s something we can do to escape?”

 

Monokuma: “Of course there is! Just read the next rule!”

 

RULE 2: If a murder occurs on the island and the blackened gets away with it, the blackened will get to leave the island. However, the innocent spotless will be punished.

 

Leafy: “Does this really just say… Murder?”

 

Monokuma: “Yeah, it’d be awful to have murderers just lurking about the island after all…”

 

Monokuma: “So if you want to leave the island! All you need to do is kill somebody, and get away with it!”

 

Steve glanced around and saw everyone start to panic... This Ultimate Island was no longer a safe comforting place, but a place of terror and despair...

 

 

Gundham: “T-that’s unbelievable!”

 

Noob: “No way! That’s cruel! Even the evil guy agrees!”

 

Sans: “guys. calm down.”

 

Steve: “H-huh..? Sans…?”

 

Sans: “this is obviously some kinda prank. monokuma’s just messing with us. its like the good ol’ whoopee cushion trick.”

 

Red: “Yeah ur right theres no way hes serious”

 

Spamton: “THAT’S N0T VERY [[FreeBonus!r]] OF HIM TO TELL [[Untruthhood!]]!!!”

 

Spamton: “MONO[[bear]] WHY ARE YOU PRANKIG; US ???”

 

Monokuma: “Ahahaha… Spamton, would your buddy Monokuma really tell you a lie…?”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “I’m afraid to say Monokuma might be telling us the truth…”

 

Gandhi’s words stunned everyone into silence. Was this really true? Is Monokuma really making us kill each other for freedom?

 

Gandhi: “Think about it. Would Monokuma really create such an elaborate set of rules for a prank..?”

 

Gandhi: “And the means through which we were brought here were quite inconspicuous…”

 

Gandhi was the Ultimate Peacekeeper, yet, his words made everyone feel nothing but doubt. Steve looked around at the people around him. Could he really trust them? Everyone around him had the same look on their faces. They already wanted to go home. From Sans to Shrek, every one of them wanted the same thing; freedom.

 

Light: “Hmm... Assuming this game isn’t just a farce, I have a question for you Monokuma: what do you mean when you refer to ‘punishment’?”

 

Monokuma: “Ohoho! Good catch Light! Punishment can only stand for one thing… Execution, of course!”

 

Sans: “execution? really? sorry monokuma, but it’s kinda hard to actually take you seriously.”

 

Monokuma: “Why don’t you read the rest of the rules, then, Sans? They’ll show you I’m reaaaal serious!”

 

RULE 3: If the blackened is instead discovered by the spotless, the blackened will instead be executed and the spotless will continue their island life.

 

RULE 4: After three people discover a body, the ‘body discovery’ announcement will play.

 

RULE 5: After the announcement, the islanders have half an hour to look for evidence and an hour to undergo an Island Trial.

 

RULE 6: Nighttime is from midnight to 8am. All buildings will be locked during nighttime. Return to your room before nighttime if you wish to not be locked outside.

 

RULE 7: If an individual kills three or more people, they will be immediately punished.

 

RULE 8: Island Trials will still be hosted in the case of accidents or suicides. However, trials will not be hosted if death occurs due to natural causes.

 

RULE 9: If two murders occur at the same time, only the victim who was killed first will be punished.

 

RULE 10: There may be accomplices to a murder, however only the individual responsible for the cause of death will be allowed to leave the island.

 

RULE 11: Monokuma is not permitted to directly commit murder, unless a rule is broken.

 

RULE 12: The killing game will end once there are only 2 islanders left on the island. At this point, both islanders will be allowed to leave.

 

Sans: “this is a pretty elaborate prank, monokuma…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “uhhh…”

 

Sans: “come to think of it… he's probably not kidding..”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes… I think this killing game is quite possibly real…”

 

Noob: “A-agh!

 

Noob: “I don’t want to be murdered! Get me outta here!”

 

A man with a purple cap coughed and then began to speak..

 

??2: “Monokuma wants us to participate in this killing game, huh? But… Do we really have to?”

 

Leafy: “How else are we meant to leave the island???”

 

??2: “Wahaha. Isn’t it obvious! All we need to do is escape!”

 

??2: “That can’t be too hard, wahahaha..!”

 

??2: “I, the great Waluigi, Ultimate Hero, will make sure we get out of this island unharmed!”

 

 

Waluigi, the "Ultimate Hero", didn’t really look the part, but his words were somewhat heroic. His proud proclamation reminded everyone that they could rebel against Monokuma.

 

Monokuma: “Bah! You idiots are always trying to have hope, but, how likely do you think it is that you'll even leave the island? I’m sure you’ll be toppled by despair when you realise that the only way out is to kill!”

 

???: “...”

 

???: “S–shut up, Monokuma!”

 

???: “I-I’m not going to stand for your lies…”

 

A timid blonde-haired boy spoke up against Monokuma. He didn’t seem all too confident, nor did he seem to fully trust Waluigi’s words, but he stood bravely to make sure the message of hope was heard.

 

???: “I-I’m Basil, the Ultimate Botanist and I’m not going to follow Monokuma’s stupid game…”

 

 

Basil: “I-if you agree with us to not play Monokuma’s game, raise your hand! We won’t need to kill each other t-to escape the island!”

 

Waluigi raised his hand

 

Waluigi: “Let’s stand together against Monokuma, wahaha!”

 

Gandhi raised his hand

 

Gandhi: “It is wrong to take away the life of another soul!”

 

Noob raised his hand

 

Noob: “I-I’m scared, but I won’t let anyone die!”

 

Leafy raised her hand

 

Leafy: “I think we can all be friends!”

 

Kirby raised his hand

 

Kirby: “Poyo!”

 

Steve raised his hand

 

Steve: “We can’t let this game happen!”

 

Slowly, one by one, everyone began to raise their hands..

 

Light: “I’m confident that we won’t resort to murder so easily.”

 

Shrek: “Good luck on trying to make us kill someone!”

 

Squidward: “This game is a whole load of nonsense!”

 

Sans: “i uh… honestly don’t think i’d be bothered to kill someone.”

 

Homer: “Everyone else is raising their hands so I’m doing it too!”

 

Spamton: “IS IT JUST [LittleOldMe] OR IS WE HAA’VING A PARTY???”

 

After Spamton had raised his hands, all the hands had finished rising, yet, Gundham still didn’t have his hand raised.

 

Gundham: “Fuhahaha… Foolish mortals…”

 

Gundham: “I don’t believe it’s possible to avoid the killing game…”

 

Noob: “Aaaghh! Scary guy is gonna kill someone!”

 

Noob suddenly fled the scene, trying to look somewhere for comfort.

 

Gundham: “Hmph. Even a fiend such as myself wouldn’t easily resort to murder, but…”

 

Gundham: “Monokuma knows us better than we think. We would be fools to expect nobody to kill each other in this foul game…”

 

Gundham paused for a moment, appearing sombre for just a second.

 

Gundham: “...”

 

Suddenly, Gundham began to grin villainously again, changing back to his former self.

 

Gundham: “Fuhahaha! As Supreme Overlord of Ice, I will do everything in my power to ensure that darkness covers the realm! I am the dark lord! Not even Monokuma can stop me!!!”

 

Red: “Way to ruin the vibe gundumb...”

 

Gundham laughed as he fled the scene. He had broken the hope that inspired everyone to avoid killing.

 

Monokuma: “Well, would you look at that! You guys aren’t looking so confident anymore! I’ll be seeing you later! Puhuhu!”

Notes:

Now that everyone is introduced, does anyone have any predictions? Who is going to live and who's going to die? I guess you'll find out in due time :D

Chapter 3: Chapter 1 [A] - Pear-Shaped Paradise

Notes:

Chapter 1 has now begun! In such an idyllic island with such a wonderful cast, I'm sure nothing could go wrong! :D

~CHAPTER 3~

 

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Kirby (Kirby)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

Shrek (The Internet)

 

 

After hearing Monokuma’s announcement, everyone, even Sans, had to confront what it meant. This killing game was not a joke. It was undeniably real, and in a situation like this, who could trust each other?

 

This wasn’t going to be like any other holiday… This was going to be a nightmare. A nightmare of doubt and despair…

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Despite that, Waluigi soon spoke up.

 

Waluigi: “Heh, as the Ultimate Hero, it’s my job ta’ bring you guys together…”

 

Waluigi: “We gotta have a meeting as soon as possible! Everyone’s invited, cept’ Gundham, of course!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Hey, Basil? What’s wrong? Everything’s gonna be okay! Especially, when I’m around! Wahahaha!”

 

Basil: “Y-yeah.. Everything is going to be okay… T-that’s what I tell myself when I’m feeling down..”

 

Squidward: “Everything is gonna be okay until that dark edgelord comes and kills one of us!”

 

Red: “Yeah i dont trust him. Leaving the group is pretty sus ngl”

 

Homer: “I hope he doesn’t kill me…”

 

Homer: “He should kill Donut Boy instead! He’s much juicier! Heheh…”

 

Red: “bruh”

 

Sans: “homer, i think we need to work on the ‘team unity’ thing a bit…”

 

Waluigi: “Well that’s not gonna happen unless we have a meeting! I, the great Waluigi, will see you all at the bar!”

 

Waluigi lifted his cap off his head and began to spin it around.

 

Sans: “heh… he’s startin’ to remind me of my brother…”

 

Waluigi started running off with his long, stretchy legs, but suddenly stopped and looked at Steve.

 

Waluigi: “Oh, uh, blockhead! You mind getting Nooby? He seems to have gone and ran off!”

 

Steve: “Oh, sure, no problem, I’m Steve, by the way. It’ll be nice to have you as a leader, Waluigi.”

 

Waluigi: “Wahaha! No problem! If you need help finding Noob, try using the ‘Map’ app on your phone. It seems to show where everyone else with a Monophone is!”

 

Waluigi stared into his "Monophone".

 

Waluigi: "Looks like he's on the way to the hotel. Ya' should go and meet up with him!"

 

Steve hurried over to the hotel where he met Noob on the outskirts of the hotel, hunched up in a corner.

 

Steve: “Noob!”

 

Noob: “A-agh!”

 

Noob: “Oh Stevie! You aren’t g-going to kill me, are you??”

 

Steve: “Why would I do that?”

 

Noob: “I-i just can’t trust anyone after what Gundham said… I think they’re out to get me…”

 

Steve: “I… I don’t think they’d do that… Not even Gundham.”

 

Noob: “B-but Gundham is evil and scary... I can’t even trust Waluigi… He has a weird face…”

 

Noob: “P-people with weird faces are usually evil…!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Noob...”

 

Steve: “We need to trust each other in this game… We can’t just be filled with worries and doubts all the time.”

 

Steve: “Waluigi said we should have a meeting in the bar. We need to listen to him and try to do our best to work together.”

 

Noob: “I… I guess you’re right…”

 

Noob: “B-but still…”

 

Noob: “Can… you promise me that I won’t die..?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “I’ll promise you that, Noob.”

 

Steve: “We’re all going to make it out of here alive!”

 

Noob: “T-thanks… I-I’ll try to believe you…”

 

Noob: “Let’s go.. I’ll see you at the bar.”

 

Noob and Steve walked towards the bar together. Steve noticed that Noob was moving a lot more slowly compared to how he did before the killing game started. There was no longer the youthful joy and enthusiasm he had in his step before, but instead fear of what was to come.

 

Setting his thoughts aside, Steve walked into the bar. Everyone else had already gathered, except for Gundham, and Homer, who Steve presumed had once again got lost.

 

 

Waluigi: “Alrighty! Looks like everyone is here! It’s time we get started!”

 

Leafy: “Woo-hoo!”

 

Waluigi: “First of all, everyone look at your Monophones!”

 

Squidward: “Do we really have to call them Monophones? Why not just phones?”

 

Waluigi: “You’ll notice that there’s a whole lotta things these can do that regular phones can’t!”

 

Waluigi: “Check out the three apps you’ve got there. We’ve got ‘Map’, ‘Messages’ and ‘Rules’.”

 

Leafy: “Ehhh…”

 

Leafy: “These look like pretty regular features for a phone...”

 

Waluigi: “Waha! But that’s where you’re wrong! The ‘Map’ and ‘Messages’ apps still link all of us together, despite the fact that we’ve got no signal here.”

 

Steve: “That’s strange. I wonder how the Monophones are connected..”

 

Light: “We might be better off not knowing, or else we could figure out how to break the connection.”

 

Basil: “Y-you’re right..”

 

-Waluigi: “Alrighto everyone! Open up your ‘Messages’ app!”

-Waluigi(NumberOne) has joined the chat.

-Waluigi(NumberOne): First message everyone! 👏 [9:53]

-Waluigi: “Everyone make sure to pick a reasonable username, so we can tell each other apart. You can only change your username once per day!”

-Steve has joined the chat

-Red has joined the chat

-basil has joined the chat

-LightYagami has joined the chat

-Red has joined the chat

-~Gandhi~ has joined the chat

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]] has joined the chat

-Squidward has joined the chat

-Noob has joined the chat

-🍃LEAFY 🍃 has joined the chat

-ur mom has joined the chat

-ur mom: we’re gonna have some fun times together 😎 [9:54]

-Waluigi: “Does anyone know who ‘ur mom’ is?”

 

Sans: “who’s mother are we talking about here?”

 

Squidward: “Sans! Quit fooling around! It’s gotta be him, right?”

 

Light: “By process of elimination, I don’t think anyone else would call themselves ‘ur mom’...”

 

Sans: “ok fine ya got me, hehe… it's a classic prank…”

 

Waluigi: “Okey dokey! Now we know who everyone is, even ‘ur mom’!”

 

Sans: “that implies you didn’t know who your mother was before now…”

 

Leafy: “Still, we’re missing four people.”

 

Trainer Red: “Shrek, Gundham, Homer and Kirby.”

 

Spamton: “FORE PEOPLE !!! HOW [[YouLost…]]?!?!?!

 

Gandhi: “Well, Homer and Gundham aren’t here, so of course they haven’t joined.”

 

Leafy: “What about Shrek and Kirby?”

 

Shrek: “Ehhhh… I’m not very up to date with technology and all that. I’d prefer not to use my mobile phone…”

 

Noob: “Then what about Kirby? He should be able to join!”

 

Red: “Honestly pretty sus of him not to...”

 

-Lmuikihursehjgbyutf has joined the chat

-Lmuikihursehjgbyutf: kjmbhuhyf vbbuygfacdnjhmcsrfdsdfzc csdafvrthdcres hgjbkuygbhcfg

-ur mom: who the heck is this spammer? 💀

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: I’M [[suppos]] TO BE THE ONE DOING THE THE [[FunToType]] IN THIS [[machine]]!

 

Sans: “ur mom is saying that there’s a spammer in the chat. we should probably listen to her.”

 

Squidward: “Sans.. Stop messing. I thought you already told us that you’re ‘ur mom’.”

 

Light: “Still, the spammer could be somebody trying to spy on us.. We should watch out…”

 

Sans: “or it could just be homer. maybe he smashed his head on his phone.”

 

Shrek: “Guys. Use your brains for a sec. Isn’t it pretty obvious who the spammer is?”

 

Kirby: “Poyyyyyy…”

 

Light: “…”

 

Steve: “Ahh! I see, it’s Kirby, isn’t it? His hands were too round to write earlier so I’d imagine he couldn’t type without accidentally hitting random keys.”

 

Light: “A solid deduction, Steve, I’ll keep that in mind.”

 

Spamton: “[[HOLY CUNGADERO]] WHAT A SAD SAD BLOBB! !!”

 

Waluigi: “Now that we’ve got that outta the way, why don’t we look at the ‘Map’ app?”

 

Everyone except Kirby opened up the map app. The map displayed an image of the island with everyone's location. Fourteen dots were currently present in the bar, while one was in the forest.

 

 

 

Steve: “Those white dots are the location of the other monophones, right?”

 

Waluigi: “Exacto! I think everyone should keep their monophones on them at all times so that we know where everyone is.”

 

Gandhi: “That does seem like the best way to keep everyone safe.”

 

Shrek: “I just have a wee problem with the whole idea?”

 

Light: “Huh? What would that be?”

 

Shrek: “Well, we’re all just white dots, right? There’s no way to tell us apart from one another.”

 

Light: “I guess you’re right. There’d be no way to tell which dot is Sans and which dot is Gundham…”

 

Waluigi: “Looks like we’re gonna have to keep track of alibis then..”

 

Basil: “Alibis??”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah. What it sounds like. We need to tell each other which dot we were if anything goes wrong.”

 

Sans: “shouldn’t be hard for me. i'll either be in my room or annoying squidward the whole time, hehe...”

 

Squidward: “Just kill me already…”

 

Noob: “But then we’d have to do an Island Trial and-”

 

Squidward: “I meant it metaphorically, barnacle-head.”

 

Gandhi: “Calm down everybody. We can’t be arguing already…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah! I’ve been thinkin about the alibi idea, and…”

 

Waluigi: “One way to give ourselves easy alibis is to give ourselves jobs!”

 

Waluigi: “I say we each have a job to do for the island. Of course, we still need breaks. We can have breaks, maybe two of em’, at 1-2PM and 5-6PM? We’ll also have breakfast and a meeting at the bar from 8-9AM and dinner in the dining hall from 9-10PM. We can go back to our rooms after dinner.”

 

Basil: “T-that sounds like a good idea…”

 

Waluigi: “Heheh! Waluigi always has-a good ideas!”

 

Sans: “even with those breaks, thats still a ten hour working day. dont think im bothered.”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Suddenly, Light spoke up.

 

Light: “Sans, if you don’t want to work with us, then get out of here.”

 

Leafy: “Hey! Don’t say that! We need to have as many people as possible joining our meetings!”

 

Light: “We’ve got no space for lazy cowards like Sans. What has he ever brought to our group??”

 

Sans: “hey, i’ve brought some pretty sick jokes, hehehe...”

 

Squidward gave off an irritated sigh.

 

Squidward: “Honestly, I think Light has a point..”

 

Waluigi stood up sternly from his barstool.

 

Waluigi: “Sans. I’ll give you one day to decide. The same goes for the rest of us. We’ll still need time to pick a leader for our group.”

 

Basil: “Waluigi’s right… We still need to pick a leader…”

 

Waluigi: “So I’ll start by saying, as the Ultimate Hero, I believe the leader should be-”

 

Light: “Chosen by majority vote?”

 

Waluigi: “Huh..?”

 

Light: “I mean, it makes sense, right? Democracy always picks out the most competent leaders.”

 

Red: “Nah bro i hate democracy were gonna elect like satan or smth”

 

Shrek: “I.. Have to agree with Light here. We should definitely be able to pick our own leader.”

 

Waluigi: “Uuuughhhh… Fiiinnnneee….”

 

Light: “Alright then… At dinner, we’ll cast our votes. Of course, we need a vote-checker. Somebody who’s reliable and won’t mess up the votes.”

 

Gandhi: “As a strongly democratic person, I’ll offer to be the vote-checker.”

 

Gandhi: “As I do not wish to be leader under these circumstances, I believe my inner calling is in assistance.”

 

Spamton: “[[HEheHOO]]! I WONDER WHAT ALL THE [[humanlings]] ARE VOTE ??? WILL THEY PICK [[Millionare Win!]] OR WOULD THEY :RAHTER BE A [[dying kettle]]...”

 

Basil: “T-the vote checker will have to see who everyone voted.. Right?”

 

Steve: “Yeah that does breach our privacy a bit…”

 

Noob: “Don’t worry guys! We can trust Gandhi! He’s the Ultimate Peacekeeper after all!”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm….”

 

Gandhi: “I am humbled by your kind words.”

 

Waluigi: “For now let’s try to talk to each other so that we can get to know each other a bit better before the vote begins.”

 

Leafy: “Woo-hoo! Let the free time commence!”

 

Spamton: “OH [[ReelBOY!!]]!!!”

 

Shrek: “Has anyone seen Homer by any chance?”

 

Kirby: “Poyyy…”

 

Spamton: “HE MUST BE GOING ON [[KilligSPREES!]]!!”

 

Steve: “I was thinking he just got lost. I don’t think he’s in any danger, but let me know if you see him.”

 

Noob: “W-what if he w-was murdered by Gundham??”

 

Gandhi: “It is best we don’t think about these dark topics, to prevent them from becoming reality.”

 

Noob: “I-I guess you’re right… But I can’t stop worrying about the possibility..”

 

Squidward: “Alright. See you all later. I’m gonna enjoy a whole day in privacy.”

 

Sans: “and i’m gonna enjoy a whole day with squidward.”

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Sans: “we’re gonna have some real good times together, buddy.”

 

And like that, everyone left the bar. Despite his fear of Gundham, Steve finally felt at ease. It looked like he wasn’t going to be in any real danger any time soon. His fellow islanders seemed reliable, and despite their strong personalities, he felt like he could trust them. It looked like now would be a good time to get to know some of his fellow islanders, since he had free time to spare.

Notes:

Sorry if the map images are kind of poor. I had an issue where the text was converted badly, so some of it went out of place. I hope you were still able to enjoy this chapter. Expect another one tomorrow.

Vote for free time events this chapter below! https://strawpoll.com/Q0ZpR9epjnM

Chapter 4: Chapter 1 [B] - Pear-Shaped Paradise

Notes:

I fixed the line spacing in previous chapters after hearing it was making the chapters harder to read! Hopefully it should be a bit easier to understand now!

~CHAPTER 4~

 

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Kirby (Kirby)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

Shrek (The Internet)

 

 

 

 

And like that, everyone left the bar. Despite his fear of Gundham, Steve finally felt at ease. It looked like he wasn’t going to be in any real danger any time soon. His fellow islanders seemed reliable, and despite their strong personalities, he felt like he could trust them. It looked like now would be a good time to get to know some of his fellow islanders, since he had free time to spare.

 

Steve met Leafy hanging out at the supermarket.

 

Leafy: “Oooh! Hi Steve! Are you hear to talk to me?! I’d just looooveee to talk to one of my best friends!”

 

Steve: “Uh, um… Okay, I guess?”

 

-Free Time Event 1 with Leafy-

 

Steve: “So Leafy… I don’t know too much about you… I know this is kind of a boring question… But, what do you do in your spare time?”

 

Leafy: “Ooh! Ooh! That’s not a boring question at all! I do loads of things!”

 

Leafy: “I can sing, I can dance, but most importantly, I spend time doing what I love most!”

 

Steve: “A-and what’s that..?”

 

Leafy: “Being nice to my friends, of course!”

 

Steve: “Uh… Okay… So what kind of things do you do with your friends..?”

 

Leafy: “I do all kinds of stuff! I bake them cakes, I help them out and I give them all kinds of gifts!”

 

Leafy: “Which HOPEFULLY they accept…”

 

Steve: (“Agh… Leafy kind of sounded angry for a second there…”)

 

Steve: “D-do… People sometimes not accept your gifts..?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! It’s terrible! It makes them go aaaaaaallll the way down on the niceness charts…”

 

Steve: “There’s niceness charts..?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! I make them myself, pretty cool, right?”

 

Steve: “Um… I guess..? Where do I rank..?”

 

Leafy: “Eh… You’d probably rank at “Quite nice”, only 73 levels away from my level of niceness!”

 

Steve: “S-so… How do I raise my niceness level..?”

 

Leafy: “Oh, that’s simple! All you need to do is do more nice things, like I do!”

 

Steve: (“Although I can see Leafy being genuinely nice, she can kind of be so full of herself while doing it that it kind of dampens the impact…”)

 

Leafy: “Of course, the chart is logarithmic, so each level you go up is ten times the niceness!”

 

Steve: (“Uh huh… Of course…”)

 

Steve: “Leafy..? Can I ask you something?”

 

Leafy: “Oh, yeah, sure!”

 

Steve: “Did you learn logarithms just to make this niceness chart?”

 

 

Leafy gasped.

 

Leafy: “Whoa! How did you know?! You must be pretty nice to be figure out that…”

 

Steve: “I don’t think that’s niceness, I think that’s just deductiv-”

 

And as quickly as Leafy had started…

 

Leafy: “Oh, oops! I have to go now! I have to meet up with some of my other good friends, heehee!”

 

Leafy made a noise which Steve couldn’t quite discern whether it was a laugh or a sigh.

 

Leafy: “Oh, how I just love to have so many friends to talk to! I love them all and I’m sure they love me too!”

 

Leafy laughed and ran away.

 

Steve: (“Hmm, Leafy sounded almost frustrated saying that last line… Maybe she’s a bit more sick of having to put up with appearances than I thought…”)

 

Steve: (“If I had to pretend to be so friendly all the time, I’m not sure I’d want to do all too much either…”)

 

After talking to Leafy, Steve checked his messages. All he found was a bunch of advertisements promoting certain people to be elected.

-Waluigi(NumberOne): Vote for Waluigi! I’m true number one!! 👍 [11:37]

-basil: Yeah, vote Waluigi! He’s cool! 😄 [11:38]

-Red: Basil stop sending internet propaganda [11:38]

-basil: Oh no! I’m very sorry! [11:39]

-ur mom: guys, you can make the text bold or italic in the settings in the top-right. [11:54]

-~Gandhi~ : Like this? [11:57]

-ur mom: yep you got this grandpa gandhi. [11:58]

-LightYagami: Vote for Light in the name of justice! We need somebody with academic talent to take up the challenge! [12:13]

-ur mom: i had a good time with squidward today UwU [12:42]

-Squidward: Please stop being weird Sans. I had a terrible time with you! [12:46]

-ur mom: who’s this sans fellow? he sounds sexy. i feel like we should vote for him if we want to enjoy the island without having to do any work.

-Red: Stop 👏 sending 👏 propaganda 👏 everyone 👏! [1:14]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: YOU ARE [[one]] SOUNDING LIKE [[ProperGrandma]] !!!! MERRY HAPPYDAY ! ! ! [[#:##]]

-🍃LEAFY 🍃: I don’t know who to vote for! It’s like you’re all already my best friends! [2:14]

-ur mom: leafy i think we’re more than just ‘friends’... [2:14]

 

Steve: (“Okay… I think I’ve spent enough time on my phone. Maybe I should find somebody to talk to in real life..”)

 

Steve: (“I guess Sans might be a good person to talk to… He’s relatively laid back, so it’d be a nice contrast from Leafy’s wild energy…

 

Steve met Sans in his room.

 

Steve: “Sans, what’re you doing?”

 

Sans: “sleepin’”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “Really?”

 

Sans: “i mean light told us not to waste too much energy, eh?”

 

Steve: “I don’t think he meant it this literally…”

 

Sans: “yeah i know that, i just like sleeping.”

 

Sans: “my favourite part is the part where you’re asleep.”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Sans: “it’s like time travel but you actually get older.”

 

Steve: (“I almost feel like facepalming right now…”)

 

-Free Time Event 1 With Sans-

 

Steve and Sans spent some time talking about sleeping, and then Sans actually fell asleep.

 

Steve: “…”

 

Sans: “zzz….”

 

Sans: “wow, that’zzz a…. strangely…. shaped alligator…. zzzzzz….”

 

Steve: (“Is this really what Sans dreams about..? I mean, I’m not surprised he’s a bit of a sleep talker, but…”)

 

Steve walked away to let Sans have his rest.

 

Sans: “hey, i’m not actually asleep. i’m just messing with ya.”

 

Steve: “O-oh. I mean, your sleep talking did sound a bit unrealistic…”

 

Sans: “yeah. alligators are a ridiculous thing to dream about. crocodiles are pretty normal, but alligators? no way…”

 

Steve: “Weirdly, you’re right... Alligators are considered a lot more random than crocodiles…”

 

Sans: “you know, i wonder why that is..?”

 

Sans: “like, why do we as a society always think about crocodiles, but never alligators?”

 

Sans: “i can think of dozens of cartoon crocs, but i can’t think of a single alligator from the top of my mind.”

 

Sans: “it’s honestly just insanely disrespectful to alligators…”

 

Steve: (“Is this… A normal conversation with Sans? He’s gone on this weird tangent that just makes no sense…”)

 

Steve: “Umm… Is this whole alligator a thing just one of your jokes or not?”

 

Sans: “nah, it’s deadly serious. alligators have been insanely oppressed throughout all of history in favour of crocodiles…”

 

Steve: (“I don’t even know anymore…”)

 

Sans: “say… i’m gonna ask you controversial question…”

 

Steve: (“This better not be about alligators…”)

 

Sans: “do you think alligators should count as a form of dinosaur?”

 

Steve: “Is that… really your ‘controversial question’?”

 

Sans: “yeah. yes or no? your answer may make or break our friendship.”

 

Steve: “Uhhh… I think no? Scientists have decided crocodiles and alligators aren’t dinosaurs after all…”

 

Sans: “yeah, i think that’s pretty fair.”

 

Sans: “…”

 

Sans: “hey…”

 

Sans: “y’know, whether or not alligators are dinosaurs, we should still treat them the same.”

 

Sans: “labels aren’t very cool after all, are they? if i had a big label saying ‘i’m sans the skeleton’, people would think i’m pretty weird and not cool, yeah?”

 

Steve: (“Is he trying to talk about something serious? Or is he just messing with me? I can’t really tell when it’s Sans the Skeleton…”)

 

Sans: “i think there are a lot of overgeneralizations that come with the dinosaur label…”

 

Sans: “like dinosaurs are expected to be cool, yeah?”

 

Sans: “what if one day we found a dinosaur called ‘notcoolasaurus’..?”

 

Sans: “then what would happen..?”

 

Steve: “I dunno, nobody would like it?”

 

Sans: “yeah, but if ‘notcoolasaurus’ was a bird, nobody would mind. they might actually think it was pretty cute.”

 

Sans: “oh wait, dinosaurs are birds. that’s a bad example…”

 

Steve: “Are… you trying to say something about society, Sans..?”

 

Sans: “nah, i’m just saying that notcoolasaurus wouldn’t be very cool.”

 

Sans: “and a skeleton that isn’t funny and doesn’t dance about calcium isn’t much good either.”

 

Sans: “anyway, see ya’ later alligator… i’m going.”

 

Sans left the dormitory and headed downstairs.

 

Steve: (“If Sans was trying to talk about something serious, he definitely has a weird way of going about it..”)

 

Steve: (“I guess Sans and I got a little closer today..?”)

 

Just then, Sans returned to his room.

 

Sans: “oh, right, forgot that you needed to be in my room to sleep.”

 

Sans: “don’t mind me, heheh.”

 

Sans: “just don’t look under the bed… there’s horror demons, heheh…”

 

After his “conversation” with Sans, Steve decided to check his messages again. The election should be coming up soon. Steve hadn’t really started to consider who to vote for…

 

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: I JUST HAD A [[SurpriseTwist!]] ; WE SHOULD VOTE FOR [[YOUR MOTHER]] on [[DonaldTrump]] OFFICIL DAY!!!!!! [#:##]

-Squidward: Are we seriously considering voting for Sans? [4:17]

-ur mom: why not, he sounds sexy. you should trust me cuz im your mother [4:18]

-Noob: Ewwww…. [4:18]

-Red: Sans should be called the ultimate troll 💀 [4:18]

-basil: Please stop saying ‘sexy’ Sans that’s inappropriate! ☹️ [4:36]

-Squidward: I’m sending a message for help, Sans has been endlessly harassing me this whole day and he hasn’t stopped! [6:32]

-~Gandhi~: Sans, please stop harassing poor Squidward, to sustain peace on this beautiful island. [6:34]

-ur mom: *grandpa gandhi’s beautiful and aesthetic speech passionately moves sans to stop harassing squidward* [6:34]

-Squidward: Oh my God, he actually stopped! [6:35]

-Squidward: Nevermind he’s back again [6:36]

-ur mom: if we had proper internet i would rickroll y’all so hard. [7:15]

-basil: Reminder that the vote starts in ten minutes! Be ready! [8:50]

-Steve: (“That’s pretty impressive… Sans was somehow secretly texting the others the entire time we were having that conversation…”)

 

Having checked his messages, Steve headed to the dining hall, still unsure of who to vote for. It seemed as if everyone else was also having intense discussions of who to vote for.

 

Light: “Given that I’m naturally a main candidate, I should probably abstain to raise my chances.

 

Waluigi: “Ugh. Always so full of yourself. ‘Wah, wah, wah’.”

 

Light: “Very well then, Waluigi, who are you going to vote for?”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Guess I’ll vote for nobody either, heh… Don’t wanna ruin my chances!”

 

Light: “Wise words, Waluigi. You have exposed yourself as a foolish hypocrite.”

 

Waluigi: “And you have exposed yourself as a pompous loser!”

 

Homer: “Hey, what’s everyone talking about?”

 

Squidward: “Maybe don’t explain, his brain’s too immature to vote...”

 

Homer: “Hey! My brain is perfectly mature, whatever that means…”

 

Squidward: “Why am I in a room full of idiots..?”

 

Homer: “Hey, don’t worry Squidward! At least I’m pretty smart!”

 

Steve: “So, are we voting now..?”

 

Basil: “a-ahem. Whenever you're ready, grab a slip of paper and give the vote to Gandhi.”

 

Light: “With Gundham, Homer, Kirby, Gandhi, Waluigi and Light excluded, we should have 10 votes altogether. We’re still waiting on Shrek, Steve and Sans, however…”

 

Squidward: “Does Sans even have a right to vote? He’ll just vote for Rick Astley or something!”

 

Suddenly, Sans walked into the room.

 

Sans: “oh hey squiddy pie.”

 

Squidward: “Leave me alone!”

 

Waluigi: “Whenever you’re ready, vote for your candidate by passing your vote to Gandhi. Put your name on it so he can make sure ya’ not cheating.”

 

Steve took a note and pen. He spent a few more moments struggling on who to vote. On one hand, there was the reliable Waluigi, on the other hand, the genius, Light.

 

Steve: (“I’m going to have to go with my gut on this one…”)

 

Steve wrote Waluigi’s name on to the note and signed it with his own. He headed towards the storage room where he met Gandhi holding the other votes.

 

Gandhi: “Ah, Steve, it’s good to see you have voted.”

 

Gandhi took Steve’s vote and observed who he had chosen.

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… Steve, it appears you think with your heart over your brain.”

 

Steve: “Huh?”

 

Gandhi: “It is an admirable trait. Some of the best men I know have put their heart first in their actions.”

 

Gandhi: “However, you must know that both brain and heart are important.”

 

Steve: “What do you mean, Gandhi?”

 

Gandhi: “What I mean is that sometimes using only your heart can put you in danger. What if you are betrayed by somebody you thought you could trust?”

 

Steve: “D-do you think somebody is going to betray us??”

 

Gandhi: “No. All I’m saying is to make sure you truly know who is your friend, and who is your enemy. You can never trust somebody until you see their full self.”

 

Steve: “I-I’ll keep that in mind, thank you.”

 

After hearing Gandhi’s wise but somewhat condescending words, Steve returned to the dining hall. Had he made the wrong decision? Was it wrong of him to vote for Waluigi? He felt as though Gandhi would have criticised his actions regardless, perhaps criticising him using his brain over his heart had he voted Light…

 

Eventually, everyone had finished their votes, with Sans submitting his last. He chuckled a bit as he submitted his vote.

 

Gandhi: “Everyone. I am ready to read out the votes.”

 

Spamton: “OKAY [[WORMS]] LET;S GET THE PARTY STARTED!!!!”

 

Trainer Red: “... Read the results… We’re ready…”

 

Gandhi: “Understood. I shall announce each vote one by one.”

 

Gandhi: “First vote: Waluigi.”

 

Waluigi: “Wahaha! Take that, stupidface!”

 

Light: “A friendly reminder that one of you voted for this idiot who can’t come up with a better insult than stupidface…”

 

Steve: (“Dang.. Maybe Light has a point… I almost regret voting for Waluigi…”)

 

Gandhi: “Second vote… Sans.. One vote Waluigi, one vote Sans.”

 

Sans: “wow gee. i’m not even a main candidate.”

 

Gandhi: “Third vote… Light. One vote for Waluigi, Sans and Light.”

 

Light: “Hmph. Finally. You took your time, even voting Sans before me…”

 

Red: “My man expects to win the election when hes so arrogant”

 

Basil: “I.. I don’t mean this in a bad way… But maybe you should change your persona, Light…”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “I… Ugh… I thought you would’ve appreciated my confidence…”

 

Waluigi: “Wahaha! He’s already admitting defeat! Waluigi’s won this!”

 

Sans: “hey buddy, i’m still in the game.”

 

Gandhi: “Ahem… May I continue reading the votes?”

 

Noob: “Go ahead, grandpa Gandhi!”

 

Gandhi: “Fourth vote… Light. Two votes Light, one vote Waluigi and Sans.”

 

Light: “Phew. Maybe I’ve still got a chance at this.”

 

Steve: (“I still can’t help but feel conflicted… Waluigi or Light? Or maybe even Sans… His proposition to not make us do any work is a good one…”)

 

Gandhi: “Fifth vote… Everyone. Three votes Light, two votes Waluigi and Sans, one vote everyone else…”

 

Homer: “Wow! Smart thinking! I didn’t know you could vote for everyone!”

 

Squidward: “Voting for everyone essentially means voting for nobody, you moron! What idiot voted for everyone, anyway?”

 

Leafy: “I’m sorry! It was just so hard to choose between all my best friends, so I wanted to make them all happy…”

 

Sans: “yeah, squidward, you should be more appreciative. leafy gave you the only vote you were ever gonna get. hehe…”

 

Squidward: “Rude!”

 

Shrek: “Can everyone shut up and let Gandhi vote?”

 

Sans and Squidward both pointed at each other, blaming each other for stalling the voting.

 

Gandhi: “Sixth vote. ‘ur mom’. Three votes Light, two votes Waluigi and Sans, one vote everyone else…”

 

Sans: “good job squidward. you were beaten by your mother.”

 

Squidward: “I’ll have you know my mother is a very respectful lady and is worthy of being elected!”

 

Sans: “aww… who’s a little momma’s boy?”

 

Gandhi: “Seventh vote… ‘ur mom’. Three votes Light and ‘ur mom’, two votes Waluigi and Sans, one vote everyone else…”

 

Steve: (“It feels so wrong to hear Gandhi, the Ultimate Peacekeeper, read out ‘ur mom’ so sternly”)

 

Spamton: “IT LOOKS LIKE WE HAVE A [[SPECIL SURPRISE]] CANDIDATE!!!!!! A REAL [[PIPIS]] CANDIDATE!!!”

 

Squidward: “I cannot believe you… Two of us voted for ‘ur mom’..? Not just Sans?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, it seems kind of silly. I guess some people aren’t taking the votes seriously?”

 

Spamton: “SERIOUS??? I’M AS SERIOUS AS A [[unalive]] DOORNOB SBEVEN!!”

 

Gandhi: “*sigh* Eighth vote… Waluigi… Three votes Light, Waluigi, and ‘ur mom’, two votes Sans, one vote everyone else…”

 

Waluigi: “Wahaha! Back in the lead, losers!!”

 

Light: “Do you really see this man as a representative of democracy..?”

 

Basil: “Y-yeah… He seems to understand us..?”

 

Light: “Understand..? None of you understand anything! We’re in a killing game! We need to pick somebody who can protect us and prevent anybody from dying!”

 

Light: “When you all start dropping like flies it’ll be your fault Basil! Your fault for not voting for me!”

 

Basil: “I… I’m so sorry….”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “C-can I leave the room…? I..I j-just need the bathroom…”

 

Gandhi: “Understood. Basil, the bathrooms are upstairs.”

 

Basil: “T-thank you…”

 

Basil hurried off to the bathroom, but Steve questioned if he really needed the bathroom or just wanted to escape the situation.

 

Gandhi: “Now I will continue reading the votes.

 

Gandhi: “Ninth vote Sans. It’s now a four way tie between Waluigi, Light, Sans and ‘ur mom’. One vote left”

 

Light: “It better be me. Do you guys want to die?”

 

Kirby: “Poyo…”

 

Gandhi: “Tenth vote-”

 

Trainer Red: “... I need to use the bathroom too… Can I go now..?”

 

Shrek: “Could you have waited FOR FIVE SECONDS!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red slowly walked away and up the stairs. As he did, Red aggressively scowled at him, still seeing him as a pretender.

 

Gandhi: “The final vote, and winner is… ‘ur mom’...”

 

Gandhi: “This is not the output I was expecting, but nevertheless the result.”

 

Light: “Are you kidding me??? Are none of you taking the situation we’re in seriously!”

 

Noob: “The less we worry about it, the less likely it is to happen, right grandpa Gandhi?

 

Gandhi: “I suppose you are correct. But… Democracy is important. It is dangerous to have it destroyed by the foolish…”

 

Red: “Democracy was broke from the start lol”

 

Spamton: “REJECT GOVERNMENT EMBRACE [[your Mother!]]!!!”

 

Sans: “well, we just got a little issue guys…”

 

Sans: “your mom isn’t exactly part of the killing game so we’re just gonna have to elect second place.”

 

Noob: “But second place is a three way tie!”

 

Sans: “and so? we can have a three man government. light can be the business guy, waluigi can be the social guy and i can be the guy who sits back and does nothing.”

 

Homer: “Hey! I know a lotta politicians that do that!”

 

Leafy: “Wow, so we have three winners! I really like how this turned out!”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Well I don’t…”

 

Light: “The fact that you all voted for a joke instead of a literal genius really tells me what kind of people I’m working with here…”

 

Homer: “Is he calling me a literal genius? Wowie..!”

 

Light then stomped out of the room frustrated at his failures.

 

Waluigi: “Well, we can discuss the jobs tomorrow. For now, let’s call it a night. I could use some beauty sleep!”

 

Waluigi then walked upstairs casually, leaving only the voters behind.

 

Red: “Why are politicians always so full of themselves???”

 

Spamton: “PROBABLY BECAUSE THEY WANTING ALL SWEET; SWEET KROMER !”

 

Shrek: “I think we’re tired out from all this chatting. We need to get some sleep.”

 

Kirby: “Yaaaaaawnnnn…”

 

Shrek: “See, even Kirby knows what he’s talking about. We should get going.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, let’s get going. See you all in the morning. I hope we can sort this all out…”

 

Sans: “heheh. See ya’. i think i'll be sleeping on the couch. too much of a lazybones to do anything else.”

 

Leafy: “Goodnight everyone!”

 

Squidward: “Goodnight everyone… Except Sans… I hope he gets nightmares…

 

It looked like Sans was already asleep before he could hear Squidward’s comment. Wearily, everyone headed off to bed, hoping things would cool down in the morning.

 

Before going to bed, Steve checked his ‘maps’ app. On the map were 14 dots on the hotel and one dot in the forest, most likely Gundham. Was Gundham really going to sleep in the forest for the night, and how come there were only 15 dots in total, was one phone missing?

 

Putting those thoughts aside, Steve went to sleep, hopefully things would be better in the morning…

Notes:

Thanks for reading! Pick your choices for Free Time Events by using the link below!

https://strawpoll.com/YVyPmRNe3nN

(At first I didn't add Kirby as an option, because he couldn't really talk, but I'm adding it as an option if you want an FTE with Kirby. Gundham still isn't possible, however, due to his current absence from the rest of the group. There'll be a few other times throughout the story where a person can't be chosen for events due to their absence.)

Chapter 5: Chapter 1 [C] - Pear-Shaped Paradise

Notes:

This chapter's a bit longer than the others, hope you enjoy!

~CHAPTER 5~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Kirby (Kirby)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

Shrek (The Internet)

 

 

Monokuma: “Good morning islanders! It is now 8am! Get ready for another unbearable and desbearful day!”

 

Steve: (“Ugh.. He sounds even worse when he’s on recording… That noise is sure to wake anyone up..”)

 

Steve left his room, seeing a few other people on their way to the dining hall too. Steve was hungry, but his appetite was a little put off by the strange reality he was facing. Was anyone going to resort to killing? Right now, it didn’t feel like it, but he couldn’t help but worry about the future…

 

Shrek: “Hey lad. Good morning… Hope we can get this whole voting thing out of the way…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, everything’s so chaotic…”

 

Shrek: “To tell ye’ the truth, I voted for Sans. Couldn’t help it. No work sounds a lot better than a ten hour working day.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, that’s understandable. I voted for Waluigi, but I’m not sure if that was the right choice…”

 

Shrek: “Eh, don’t worry about it. By the way… Sans slept on the couch right, you don’t think he’s in any danger, is he?”

 

Steve: “Oh God… I hope nobody attacked him during the night. I never even thought about it…”

 

Steve and Shrek rushed down to the entrance where they found Light.

 

 

 

They found Light staring in horror at the Blood on Sans’ Dead Body.

 

 

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “I can’t believe this happened so early…”

 

Steve stared in shock as he saw the dead body of Sans, alongside Shrek, and Light. This was it. Sans was dead. There was no escaping from the killing game now.

 

Light: “Wait. Monokuma said the ‘body discovery’ announcement should play when three people have found the body!”

 

Shrek: “Could that mean Sans’ still alive?”

 

Sans: “urghhhh…”

 

Light: “...”

 

Sans: “man, i ate so much ketchup yesterday. musta spilled a lot on me.”

 

Sans: “hey, why are you guys looking at me like you saw a dead body..?”

 

Light: “...”

 

Shrek: “Sans. We thought you’d died…”

 

Sans: “haha.. that’s funny. man i’m still tired. could you guys let me go back to sleep?”

 

Light: “Sans. It’s 8am. You were elected as one of three leaders of the island!”

 

Sans: “aww mom, do i have to get up? Fiiiiiiiiiine…”

 

Sans: “zzzz…”

 

Light: “Jesus, why did you guys vote for him?”

 

Shrek stared awkwardly down at the floor

 

Shrek: “Ehh.. I didn’t vote for Sans...”

 

Steve: “Me neither..”

 

Light: “Well, you two don’t exactly look like you voted for me either....”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Look, let’s try not to get too caught up with this whole leadership. Waluigi and I will be sorting everything out from now on.”

 

Light: “Meet us at the bar, if you actually care about us.”

 

Light walked angrily. It was more controlled than when he snapped at Basil, but he still seemed irritated as he left the kitchen.

 

Shrek: “Jesus, what a sore loser.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, you’d expect he’d be more calm and collected, being the Ultimate Academic and all…”

 

Shrek: “Hey, maybe the killing game is putting some strain on him. Everyone’s got layers, you know?”

 

Shrek: “...”

 

Shrek: “Jesus, did I just say ‘layers’ again…”

 

Steve: “Shrek… You can put that behind now… It’s all in the past…”

 

Shrek: “Haha, guess’ you have a point. The fact that we’re in a killing game is a whole lot more traumatic than the stupid memes about me on the internet…”

 

Steve: (“He really likes to put a negative spin on things, doesn’t he?”)

 

Shrek: “Well, see you at the bar. I’ll probably be getting myself mad drunk when we’re done with the meeting, haha…”

 

Steve: “Alright… See you there Shrek.”

 

Eventually, everyone reached the bar and the meeting began. Homer was of course 5 minutes late, but the meeting commenced as soon as he arrived.

 

Waluigi: “As your leader, I’ve chosen jobs for each of you! Each of them are important, and will prevent killing on the island.”

 

Basil: “G-gotcha.”

 

Waluigi: “So, well, first of all, Light and I will be at the bar to do managey stuff.”

 

Light: “‘Managey stuff’? You could stand to be a bit more professional…”

 

Shrek: “Well, you lads are using the bar, yeah?”

 

Light: “Shrek, do you have an objection you wish to voice..?”

 

Shrek: “Well… I, just… Nevermind, I’ll go somewhere else…”

 

Squidward: “He’s saying that he wants to get drunk here...”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Shrek. You are not permitted to get drunk during the killing game. We all must strive to cooperate.”

 

Shrek: “Jesus, can I take a break?”

 

Light: “No, Shrek.”

 

Waluigi: “Light, can I continue the jobs?”

 

Light: “Yes, go ahead…”

 

Waluigi: “So next we need somebody to take care of the supermarket. We can’t have anyone taking dangerous weapons from there!”

 

Spamton: “OH SUPER MARKET !!! YOU CAN TRUST FINEST SALESMAN [[1997]] FOR ALL YOUR PROBLEMINGS !!! !!”

 

Waluigi: “Sure, have fun, Spamton!”

 

Squidward: “Can we really trust Spamton to protect the supermarket? He’s basically a broken machine…”

 

Spamton: “IM NOT BROKEN !!! I’M JUST BURNING IN [[SpecilAcid]]!! AAAAAAHHHH!!”

 

Waluigi: “Well, you can protect it too if you wanna, Squidward.”

 

Squidward: “I don’t want to be next to that lunatic for ten hours a day…”

 

Waluigi: “Okay, who doesn’t mind lunatics in here?”

 

Leafy: “Oh! Oh! Pick me! I’d love some bonding time with my best pal, Spammy!”

 

Spamton: “PALS LEAFY?????? I WILL DISMEMBER YOUR [[Silly Head!]]”

 

Leafy: “See? He’s just so nice! Awww….”

 

Waluigi: “Okey dokey! We’ve still got one more place left to protect: the festival square.”

 

Basil: “I-I saw one of the stalls had some flowers that needed to grow. I-I can do that!”

 

Trainer Red: “I’ll go with Basil.”

 

Waluigi: “Great, we’ve got two at the storage too.”

 

Red: “We still got eight others who need jobs”

 

Waluigi: “Not quite! Kirby and Homer aren’t-a gonna be working cos’ Kirby can’t talk and uh Homer’s….”

 

Squidward: “Let’s admit it he’s basically senile.”

 

Homer: “Huh? But I’ve never seen the Nile before?”

 

Gandhi: “We must be wise in choosing the remaining jobs.”

 

Waluigi: “Well… First of all, we need a critic. Somebody who can check everyone is doing their jobs correctly.”

 

Noob: “Ooh! I know! Squidward would make an excellent critic!”

 

Squidward: “Is that meant to be a compliment or an insult?”

 

Waluigi: “Well, Squidward? Do you wanna be the critic?”

 

Squidward: “Ehh... I don’t see why not.”

 

Waluigi: “We also want two people to forage for resources in the forest. Is anyone up for the task?”

 

Steve: “I’m pretty good at that kind of thing, so I’ll offer myself up.”

 

Shrek: “Hey, I’ll join too. Guess I know the forests pretty well.”

 

Noob: “Hey, I wanna join too! I can try to help out Steve!”

 

Light: “I guess we should let him. We do have a spare slot after all.”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah, sure. Noob can join the foraging group.”

 

Waluigi: “That leaves one very special role for Red and Gandhi! You guys will be the map checkers.”

 

Red: “Map checkers? Rly? That sounds boring as hell”

 

Waluigi: “Well, it’s more interesting than standing at a market! All you guys need to do is stare at the ‘map’ app and make sure nobody goes anywhere weird.”

 

Light: “Aside from free time, make sure everything is in place. Squidward, Kirby and Homer will be moving about pretty often but if you notice any unusual activity please head to the bar and tell us immediately.”

 

Gandhi: “Gundham will also be frequently changing locations, no?”

 

Light: “From my observations, Gundham tends to stay in the forest, but do tell us if he moves away from there.”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “The scary guy is in the forest…”

 

Steve: “Noob.. Don’t worry… We’ll keep you safe.”

 

Shrek: “Yeah. He’s right. I could crush a man like him with my bare fists.”

 

Noob: “Ah-! I don’t want to think about that!”

 

Waluigi: “Don’t worry about it Noob! I’ve seen guys much scarier than Gundham! We should all get ready to start our jobs. If you need help, meet us at the bar!”

 

And with moderate confidence, everyone left the bar. Steve could still tell Noob was feeling nervous, however. The thought of Gundham hiding in the forest terrified him. Was he right to be terrified however? Could Gundham pose an actual risk to them. Could he secretly be plotting murder in the forest?

 

Soon enough, Noob, Steve and Shrek gathered in the forest to begin the foraging session.

Shrek: “Ahh… The forest… Closest thing on this island to my home.”

 

Noob: “Honestly. I’ve never been to a forest before…”

 

Shrek: “What? You’ve never?”

 

Steve: “Seriously Noob, you’re missing out…”

 

Noob: “So what’s so cool about this place? There’s just a bunch of trees?”

 

Shrek: “Trees? There’s more than just trees. A forest is a land of wildlife, lad. Taste the air, it’s very different to the city, eh?”

 

Noob: “It just tastes more… Ummm…. Oxygeny?”

 

Shrek: Oxygen? It’s not just oxygen, it’s life!”

 

Steve: “Shrek, you’re starting to sound like a hippie…”

 

Shrek: “Ah, Jesus, no. Okay, look, you get the idea. Forests are a whole lot better than cities.”

 

Noob: “Meh… Still not buyin’ it!”

 

Steve: “Hey Shrek…”

 

Shrek: “Huh?”

 

Steve: “We might need more than just the scenery to convince him. We need to find something for him to do. It needs to be something that can only be done in the forest.”

 

Noob: “I can heaaaar you guys!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Shrek: “Hey lad. We were just thinking of a perfect way to get ye used to the forest.”

 

Noob: “And what would that be?”

 

Shrek: “Uh… We’re gonna make a fire!”

 

Noob: “Oooh! A fire! That actually sounds pretty cool!”

 

Steve: (“Phew. Nice save, Shrek.”)

 

Steve: “So, uh, Noob? What do you already know about making a fire?”

 

Noob: “I saw this thing on a TV show once! There was this monkey that rubbed two sticks together, and then bam! He made a fire!”

 

Steve: “Well, it’s fair to say that’s not entirely accurate, but you’ve got the gist of it.”

 

Shrek: “Yeah, let’s get going now. I’m sure you’ll make a fine fire.”

 

Together Steve, Noob and Shrek made a fire. It was only small and probably wasn’t enough to cook anything, but it was enough to be considered a proper fire.

 

Steve: “And voila!”

 

Noob: “Cool fire!”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Noob: “What if you could burn somebody alive with it???”

 

Shrek: “What kind of question is that, Noob?”

 

Noob: “Well… I’m still just worried…”

 

Steve: “Is this about Gundham..?”

 

Noob: “Yeah! Well… I’m just afraid he might kill somebody…”

 

Steve: “Uh…”

 

Steve found himself at a loss for words. If he couldn’t reassure himself, then how could he be expected to reassure Noob…

 

Steve: (“Gundham still really is a risk to us all, huh?”)

 

Shrek: “Thing is… Gundham’s already made himself out to be a threat, yeah?”

 

Shrek: “So if he kills someone wouldn’t it be a bit… obvious it was him?”

 

Noob: “….”

 

Noob: “Are you saying Gundham’s actually the most trustworthy of all of us??”

 

Shrek: “Yeah, I guess so.”

 

Steve: (“Another nice save, huh Shrek?”)

 

Noob: “…”

 

Noob: “If that’s true, can I really trust any of you..?”

 

Shrek: “T-that’s not what I meant!”

 

Noob: “Y-you all just want to make me feel happy right? So you lie to me that a murder isn’t gonna happen!”

 

Noob: “Any of you could be plotting murder, even you Shrek! You could be planning to kill me..!”

 

Shrek approached Noob to try and bring him a comforting hug but Noob quickly ran away. Steve could almost see tears in Noob’s eyes, but he wasn’t too sure.

 

Shrek: “Ugh… Jesus…”

 

Shrek: “I’m bad with kids.”

 

Steve: “I get why he’s so worried though… I think we should just leave him be.”

 

Shrek: “To tell ya the truth I’m pretty worried too. I want us to get outta here alive, but I dunno how possible that is.”

 

Steve: “Yeah. We keep telling ourselves we’re gonna get out with all of us alive, but is that really true?”

 

Shrek: “God knows. Hopefully people won’t target me, being the big ugly ogre and all…”

 

Shrek: “I’ll be seein’ you around, Steve, free time’s in ‘bout five minutes.”

 

Steve: “Ah, right. Thanks for the reminder. Hopefully Noob will be back after break…”

 

Shrek and Steve headed off to enjoy so free time with some of the others, soon returning to the unforested beaches of the island.

 

Steve: (“Hmm… I wonder who I should get to know better today…”)

 

Steve found Shrek at the bar. After having got to know him in the forest, he decided they had a lot in common and it’d be nice to talk to Shrek.

 

Shrek: “Oh, Steve. Good to see ya lad.”

 

Steve: “Hi, Shrek, I was thinking we could probably have a chat.”

 

Shrek: “Good idea, I was about to get myself mad drunk, but maybe that’s not necessary now that I have someone to talk to.”

 

-Free Time Event 1 with Shrek-

 

Steve and Shrek spent some time together talking about the drinks in the pub. Eventually they settled on having orange juice, having been warned by Light not to drink any alcohol.

 

Steve: “So, you ended up an internet sensation, right? I wonder what that’s like…”

 

Shrek: “I can’t even say one good thing I got out of it. As for the bad things…”

 

Shrek chugged the orange juice in his beer jug dramatically.

 

Shrek: “Well, I can’t even look at an onion anymore… It brings back bad memories..”

 

Steve: “An onion, really? What’s so bad about an onion?”

 

Shrek: “I open up the internet FOR ONE SECOND and all I get is constant sound effects of me shouting “Onions have layers”! I didn’t even invent the quote, Jesus!”

 

Steve: “That sounds pretty bad. I’d hate to hear my own voice over and over again on repeat…”

 

Shrek: “Yeah, I think ye can see why I threw out my phone…”

 

Shrek: “…”

 

Steve: “Hey, what’s wrong?”

 

Shrek: “Agh… I just wish I could go back to the swamp…”

 

Steve: “I get you too… It’s all too overwhelming, having to share this little island with so many people. I used to live in isolation too.”

 

Shrek: “I think you get me, Steve. We’re just two lads stuck on this stupid island with people irritating us over and over again…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, it’s bad enough when they’re just annoying, but when you combine it with the killing game, it makes me want to stay away from people all the time.”

 

Shrek: “But we can’t do that *sigh*, cuz we’re suspicious if we stay away from people…”

 

Steve: “Yeah it’s pretty terrible when you put it like that.”

 

Shrek: “Aye, I think we had a good time today. Hopefully we can meet again sometime. I’ll probably be in the bar again, haha.”

 

Steve: (“Hmm… Before I get back to work, I should probably check my messages.”)

-🍃LEAFY🍃: I’m having a fun day with my best pal Spamton! It’s great fun! We’re together in the supermarket! [10:38]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: COME TO [[A HAPY!]] MARKET FOR MANY [[GOODY ANY PRISES]]! YOU WILL HAVE VERY FUN TIME ! ! ! [##:##]

-Squidward: Visited “Spamton’s Supermarket”. Did not have a good time. 0/10. [11:15]

-ur mom: squiddy pie, where are you? please pay your mother a visit... [11:15]

-Red: My mans taking this roleplay way too srsly [11:16]

-basil: Squidward, you should probably review us next. We’ve got everything ready. [12:02]

-Red: Can confirm. [12:03]

-Squidward: Visited festival square. Pleasant, many flowers, however there are weird kids that stare at you and they’re slightly creepy. 6/10 [12:17]

-basil: Sorry if this comes across as aggressive but we actually weren’t staring. We were just looking at our esteemed customer. We’re very sorry if this comment seems aggressive! [12:22]

-Red: Basil, you don’t need to spend five minutes thinking about what you’re gonna say. [12:23]

-~Gamdhi~: Everyone appears to be leaving their positions. This is a problem that may disrupt the peace of the island. [12:56]

-Red: Jesus Christ we’re just tryina have our break 5 mins early shutup [12:57]

-basil: It’s break time everyone!!! [1:00]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Omg Basil we should totally meet up and talk about flowers!!! [1:02]

-basil: Oh, that sounds like a good idea! I accept your invitation! [1:04]

-Red: Basil I saw you panicking on the send button for two minutes… [1:04]

-basil: I just need to think about what I want to say! [1:05]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): I was checking out the car park with Light. We didn’t really find anything… wah... [1:58]

-Squidward: Why bother reporting it then? [1:59]

-ur mom: probably the same reason you write your reviews squiddy. you’re all a bunch of sweaty try-hards who just post a load of redundant nonsense. [2:00]

-Squidward: My mother would never say that! [2:00]

 

Steve: (“Alright. That was… interesting… I guess I’ll get back to work.”)

 

Steve returned to the forest, meeting Shrek there. Unfortunately, Noob was still absent, not returning after his previous fright

 

Shrek: “Hey, welcome back. Looks like the fire’s out by now.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, looks like it. Anyway, doesn’t look like Noob’s going to show up. Do you think we should go look for him?”

 

Shrek: “Probably not, honestly. If more than one of us leave, it’ll probably raise some suspicions with Red and Gandhi.”

 

Steve: “Hmm… I still worry about him though.”

 

Shrek: “Yeah, I feel slightly bad leaving him out, but hey. We gotta do what we gotta do.”

 

Steve: “Alright, so what’s the plan?”

 

Shrek: “I’m thinkin’ we should probably search for some actual resources. Maybe some berries for the lot would be a good idea.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, sounds right. How do we know which berries are poisonous though? The berries from my place are always nice but I’m a bit suspicious about a tropical island….”

 

Shrek: “Right. I wouldn’t know either. You can be the poison tester, haha.”

 

Steve: “Yeah I think I’ll pass.”

 

Shrek: “I’m only kiddin’. Still, I wonder if any berries around here are edible…”

 

Steve and Shrek spent some time searching and eventually found a berry bush.

 

Shrek: “Hmm. Orange. Not lookin’ good, eh?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, if there’s anything I know about berries, it’s to avoid eating the orange ones…”

 

Shrek: “Hey! There’s something under the bush.”

 

Steve: “Oh, what’s this?”

 

Steve put his hand under the bush to find a written note.

 

Steve: (“Hm, it says here…”)

 

-Seek the Yellow Child whomst I have bestowed astral protection. He lurks at the cliff-

 

Steve: “Shrek? Any clue what this message means?”

 

Shrek: “Pretty sure this is just saying Noob’s at the cliff, in Gundham language.”

 

Steve: “Uh, okay. I guess we should go there. Hopefully he’s not in any danger…”

 

Shrek: “Yeah, Jesus, hopefully. We’ve been searching far and wide for that child.”

 

Steve and Shrek walked towards the cliff, chatting about their forest experiences along the way. Once they arrived, they found Noob sitting idly by the cliff.

 

Steve: “Noob! Thank God you’re okay!”

 

Noob: “Huh? Oh hey guys!”

 

Steve was surprised by Noob’s change in attitude. He always swung from scared and worried to his usual happy self, but Steve wondered what happened to lift his spirits.

 

Shrek: “Anything happen, Noob? We were worried you were in danger…”

 

Noob: “Uhm. Not really. I was with Gundham and he let me pet his hamsters! They’re really cute!”

 

Steve: (“That’s… Not what I was expecting…”)

 

Steve: “Did… Gundham protect you??”

 

Noob: “Uhm, maybe? I was gonna eat these berries and then he went “Fuhahaha! Foolish mortal!” or whatever and basically told me to go away.”

 

Steve: (“I guess Gundham’s not too much of a bad guy after all. Then again, I guess anyone would try to protect some kid from eating poisonous berries.”)

 

Shrek: “Kid… There’s something you need to know.”

 

Noob: “Oh? What’s that??”

 

Shrek: “Some berries are poisonous and you don’t go eating them you brick head!”

 

Steve: “Shrek… Don’t be so harsh..”

 

Shrek: “What? Kids’ gotta learn his lesson.”

 

Noob: “Okay! Gotcha! Don’t eat the berries in the forest!”

 

Steve: “We should probably get going soon enough, it looks like the second break is about to start.”

 

Shrek: “Great I could do with another break, who are you checkin’ on, Steve?”

 

Steve: “I dunno. Whoever I come across I guess.”

 

And with that, the trio left together and the second break started.

 

Steve met Kirby at the dining hall inside the hotel.

 

Steve: (“I don’t know if I can really talk to Kirby, but he does seem nice.”)

 

Steve: “So… Kirby… Wanna spend some time together?”

 

Kirby: “Poyo!”

 

Kirby raised his hands up in the air and smiled.

 

Steve: (“I guess that’s a yes?”)

 

-Free Time Event 1 with Kirby-

 

Steve: “So… Kirby… You’re the Ultimate Godslayer, right? I’m guessing that doesn’t mean you literally slay Gods, though?”

 

Kirby: “Po-po! Hiii!”

 

Kirby used his hands to make some kind of imitation of him fighting a God, but Steve wasn’t really sure…

 

Steve: “So… Uh, what do you do in your spare time..?”

 

Kirby went to the kitchen and grabbed a plate and some waffles. He opened his mouth and swallowed it whole in practically no time, including the plate.

 

Kirby: “Mmmmm!”

 

Steve: “Did you… Just eat the plate..?”

 

Kirby: “Po-poy!”

 

Kirby nodded in delight.

 

Steve: (“Okay Kirby is stranger than I thought… I can’t lie, he’s pretty cute, but what even is he..?”)

 

Kirby got Steve a plate of waffles as well as getting another one for himself.

 

Steve: “Oh, uh, thanks for the gift, Kirby!”

 

Kirby made some kind of eating imitation with his hands.

 

Steve: “Huh? You want me to eat? Is this some kind of eating competition..?”

 

Kirby nodded happily.

 

Kirby: “Poy… Pooyyy.. Poyyoyooo. Poyo!”

 

And Kirby started eating…

 

Steve started trying to eat his waffles as fast as possible, but it was difficult. They were filling and made his mouth dry which made them harder to eat.

 

After about three waffles, Steve smiled in defeat.

 

Steve: “Ugh… Dang it… That’s too many waffles… I don’t think I can take it…”

 

Steve just stared in shock at Kirby who had just swallowed his twentieth..? No, thirtieth waffle.

 

Steve: “H-how do you do that?!”

 

Kirby: “Po po poyo!”

 

Kirby waddled over to the fridge and swallowed it whole.

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “What?!”

 

Kirby: “Mmmphhh…. Po-poyo..!”

 

Steve: “I think Homer will be pretty disappointed in you… There were a lot of donuts in that fridge…”

 

Kirby looked down sadly.

 

Kirby: “Po… Poy….”

 

Steve: (“I guess I spent some time with Kirby..? He seem nice, but he’s definitely a heavy eater.”)

 

Steve: (“I wonder if pink puffballs like him can get fat..? Probably not, since he just swallowed a fridge whole, but I still have to wonder how that works…”)

-ur mom: squidward i heard this sexy guy called sans has finally visited the bar for his ‘work’. you should probably review it. [2:03]

-Squidward: Did not visit the bar but I know it has Sans 0/10 [2:09]

-LightYagami: Sans has in fact not visited the bar… We’re still awaiting one of our three council members. [2:13]

-ur mom: wow i must have been misled. that’s so sad. [2:14]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: LAMPS ROPES BOMBS OIL!!! ITS YOURS MY [[Buddy old pal!]] YOU JUST NEED THE [KROMER!!]] [#:##]

-basil: Took a detour to Spamton’s shop. Couldn’t buy anything because I didn’t have enough of the ‘kromer’… ☹️ [3:19]

-~Gandhi~: We have been finding unusual occurrences on the map. We suspect something unusual is occurring in the forest… [4:29]

-Red: If someone in the forest is planning a murder please tell us through chat! [4:34]

-Red: Red, they’re not just going to tell you… [4:35]

-Noob: Help! I can’t tell which Red is which 😵‍💫!! [4:35]

-basil: Guys it’s break time again!! [5:00]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Woohoo 👏 I’m 👏 so 👏 excited 👏 [5:01]

-Squidward: Don’t act so excited… Break time is a perfect chance for us to kill one another.. [5:04]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Spent some time with Squidward! It was very fun! We enjoyed playing Tic-Tac-Toe together! [5:58]

-Squidward: I did not enjoy my time with Leafy, she forced me to play Tic-Tac-Toe… 0/10 [5:59]

-ur mom: squidward sonny, it’s good to see you make new friends! [6:00]

 

Steve: (“Alright, I should get back to my job. I’ve had enough of reading these shenanigans. Hopefully we’ll be able to explain the “strange occurrences” to Gandhi..”)

 

The trio met back up at the forest. During the evening, it had a completely different atmosphere. The forest was unsettling and spooky. It felt like a spider could jump out at any moment.

 

Shrek: “Wow, this forest is different at night…”

 

Noob: “I feel like a zombie could jump up at me at any second…”

 

Steve: (“As far as I know, this island doesn’t have any zombies, but it’s still pretty scary. I feel like a creeper could show up at any second…”)

 

Steve: “Maybe we should look for berries again… I’m hoping there’s some on this island that aren’t toxic…”

 

Noob: “OWww!!!”

 

Steve: “Noob!! Are you okay??”

 

Noob: “I touched this green plant and it stung me!”

 

Shrek: “Oh, that’s probably just a nettle. I’ll get rid of it.”

 

Shrek yanked the nettle from its root and held it in his arm.

 

Shrek: “Did you think the group would like nettle soup..?”

 

Steve: “It’s certainly a… refined taste.”

 

Noob: “Are you guys actually thinking of eating that thing?”

 

Shrek: “Think of it as revenge, yeah? We need boil this stupid nettle to death for attacking you, Noob!”

 

Steve: “I don’t think that’s how justice works, Shrek…”

 

Shrek: “It’s a plant, Jesus. It doesn’t have a brain.”

 

Noob: “Okay! If we’re not hurting anyone, we might as well make some soup!”

 

The trio created another fire and began to boil the nettle to turn it into soup. Once the soup was prepared, they brought it back in time for dinner.

 

Steve: “Alright everyone! We’ve brought a surprise for all of you.”

 

Shrek showed everyone the nettle soup in his hands, but they all glared at him suspiciously.

 

Shrek: “What? You don’t like nettle soup?”

 

Homer: “We aren’t gonna take soup from a murderer!”

 

Shrek: “Murderer? Jesus, why do you think I’ve murdered someone?!”

 

Gandhi: “It’s not necessarily that, but we do have concerns about the strange occurrences in the forest…”

 

Light: “Indeed, we don’t want to put the blame on you, but we believe you and Shrek could be plotting to murder someone.”

 

Noob: “T-that’s not true! How could they be plotting something?”

 

Waluigi: “I think you guys are bein’ overly suspicious of them! Do you really think Shrek could be a murderer? Let alone with Steve as an accomplice?”

 

Red: “But we have no other reason for you guys to get separated in the forest. It’s pretty sus fr.”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “Noob can confirm we weren’t up to anything bad. He just ran away because he was scared of getting killed…”

 

Shrek: “Yeah! Noob can confirm that!”

 

Noob: “….”

 

Noob: “I…”

 

Light: “Noob, can you really trust them? They might have scared you off so they could plot to murder you in secret…”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Noob: “I’m worried… Light… Might… Actually be right….”

 

Trainer Red: “..!”

 

Spamton: “MY HOW THE TABLES HAVE [[Tabled]]!”

 

Noob: “We can’t really trust anyone, can we???”

 

Steve: “Noob! You know that isn’t true!”

 

Noob: “I-It’s just…”

 

Noob: “I’m really worried the scary ogre man might be planning to kill me!”

 

Noob: “And… Maybe that soup is poisoned! It seemed really weird that they were making soup out of a dangerous bush!”

 

Shrek dropped the soup to the floor in shock and anger. He rushed over to Noob’s chair and lifted Noob with his mighty arms.

 

Shrek: “Noob! You can make up lies like this!”

 

Steve: “Shrek, stop! You’re being too aggressive.”

 

Noob: “Help, he’s trying to hurt me…”

 

Homer: “Ahhh! There’s an ogre in the room!”

 

Squidward: “You’ve only realised now?”

 

Suddenly, Gandhi hit Shrek with his stick, knocking Noob off his arms.

 

Gandhi: “We cannot afford physical threat on this island!”

 

Shrek: “…”

 

Shrek: “Geezus, what am I doing?”

 

Shrek: “Urk… Sorry Noob…”

 

Light: “Shrek. We have no choice but to arrest you on charges of attempted murder and child endangerment.”

 

Light: “Your punishment is… Three days in the storage room.”

 

Sans: “dang, your punishments are harsher than monokuma…”

 

Shrek reluctantly entered the locker room and Gandhi locked the door.

 

Leafy: “Remember to feed him, right?”

 

Light: “Of course, we aren’t sadists.”

 

Steve: “This isn’t fair! You falsely accused him on no basis!”

 

Waluigi: “I agree with Steve! You don’t know Shrek was plotting murder for sure!”

 

Spamton: “THIS IS [[NIBBLING]] SHREG’’S [[Freedom]]!”

 

Gandhi: “It is unfortunate to accuse somebody with insufficient evidence, but we are left with no other choice to sustain peace on the island.”

 

Light: “Yes. We need to make the right decisions for our safety.”

 

Red: “We can’t just arrest people this is meant to be a democracy!”

 

Soon enough, the table had become polarised. Everyone moved to the side of the table that they supported. Spamton, Sans, Waluigi, Basil and Red moved to Steve’s side, while Noob, Homer, Squidward, Trainer Red and Gandhi moved to Light’s side. Leafy and Sans, however, moved to neither side.

 

Leafy: “Oh no! It looks like my friends are divided!”

 

Gandhi: “Squidward, I’ll entrust you with the keys to the storage room. Do not let anyone take these keys until it is Shrek’s turn to be free.”

 

Spamton: “THOSE ARE SOME [[APPLE FALVOUR]] KEYS SQUDDWAR !! CAN YOU MINE IF ; HAVE THEM?????”

 

Squidward: “Go away, Spamton, I just got these keys…”

 

Light: “Steve, we are sorry that your friend has been locked up. We will return him once the chaos dies down.”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, we do apologise. Hopefully our suspicions that he was plotting murder turn out to be false.”

 

Steve: “I think I’m off. It’s near nighttime, and honestly I’m not really in the mood to eat anymore…”

 

Steve angrily walked up to his room. He could do with some rest. As he approached his bed, Steve began to worry, however, could it really be possible to sleep with everything in mind?

 

Steve: (“Honestly, this is too much for me… I really need to get to sleep, but it’s really hard to do so with everything that’s going on… Hopefully the arguments will stop in the morning, and maybe they’ll let go of Shrek sooner than expected.”)

Notes:

Yeah, Sans isn't actually dead, I would've had a custom image in that case, and besides, the motive hasn't even been announced yet. Look forward to that one next time! :D

 

You guys are crazy, giving Kirby 5 votes last time! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed his Free Time Event, even though he couldn't talk!

Vote for who you want to give the next Free Time Events here! https://strawpoll.com/eNg695br8nA

Also, has anyone any thoughts on the characters so far? I'd like to hear your opinions, whether negative or positive!

Chapter 6: Chapter 1 [D] - Pear-Shaped Paradise

Notes:

This chapter's another long one. Wasn't sure whether to split it in two or just keep it as one but I think it works out fine. Basil finally gets his Free Time Event this chapter.

~CHAPTER 6~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Kirby (Kirby)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

Shrek (The Internet)

 

 

Monokuma: “Good morning islanders! It is now 8am! Get ready for another unbearable and desbearful day!”

 

Steve: (“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that alarm..”)

 

Steve: (“Wait, what’s this? This wasn’t here before.”)

 

Steve found a note on top of the cupboard next to the door. Feeling tension in his stomach, he decided to look at the note.

 

Steve: (“What is this, an invitation..? It might be a trap…”)

 

~Two islanders are lying about their ultimate talents…-

 

Steve: (“This is definitely unusual… I wonder if I should discuss this with the rest of the islanders, or if it’s best kept a secret… Either way, I should meet up with everyone at the bar.”)

 

Before heading to the bar, Steve checked on Shrek to see how he was doing.

 

Steve: “Shrek, can you hear me?”

 

Shrek: “Yeah. Sure can. I’m probably gonna go crazy in this place. There’s not even any alcohol.”

 

Steve peeked through the keyhole to see the damp storage room with Shrek inside.

 

Steve: “Is there anything in there you can use to break out?”

 

Shrek: “I think I would’ve picked up on it if there was. Besides, if I break out, I’ll obviously look even more suspicious.”

 

Steve: “Oh, alright, did they feed you?”

 

Shrek: “Squidward gave me this big slab of unsalted meat. It’s pretty disgusting. Red gave me an onion, though, which is probably even worse.”

 

Steve: “I can get some salt from the fridge if you want.”

 

Shrek: “Nah, Kirby’s already eaten the fridge, right?”

 

Steve: “Oh, right…”

 

Steve: “Uh… I got this note. It’s pretty unusual. It says that two people are lying about their talents…”

 

Shrek: “That’s strange… Do you mind checking my room to see if there’s anything like that in there?”

 

Steve: “Oh, sure.”

 

Shrek: “Thanks, lad.”

 

Steve headed up to Shrek’s room, unfortunately, when he tried to enter, the room was still locked. He decided he would ask Shrek about this when he returned.

 

Steve: “Shrek, your room is locked. Do you know where your keys are?”

 

Shrek: “I forgot they were literally in my pocket, haha… Looks like the keyhole is too small to pass them through though. Guess we’ll find out when I’m freed.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I guess so. I should probably get going. The other islanders will think I’m suspicious if I’m late to the meeting…”

 

Steve finally walked over to the bar. Across the stools and the wooden table, he could see Waluigi and Light still arguing over what to do about Shrek. He also noticed that, strangely, Noob wasn’t there.

 

Spamton: “WELCOME TO THE [[FunHouse]] SBEVEN/7\ ! ! !”

 

Steve: “Guys, I found a note today that I thought was pretty strange…”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed. We all found these unusual notes.”

 

Basil: “I mean… These must be written by Monokuma, right?? So t-they must be lies!”

 

Monokuma suddenly popped up out of nowhere to give his angry response.

 

Monokuma: “Lies!? I would never! Well, okay, maybe I would, but still, almost all of those notes are true!”

 

Light: “You’re implying something when you say “almost”.”

 

Monokuma: “Well, I guess you’re right… Only one of those letters is false! Think of them as a little motive to get you murdering ASAP! Ahahahaha!!”

 

And once again, Monokuma disappeared, returning to wherever he hides in his spare time.

 

Trainer Red: “Monokuma wants to use the notes as a motive.”

 

Trainer Red: “It’s better if we don’t show them…”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed. That is a valid point. I believe my note is too much of a threat to the peace of the island to expose in this bar.”

 

Waluigi: “Do we really have no trust for each other???”

 

Basil: “Y-yeah! It’s not like these notes are gonna make us kill anyone…”

 

Steve thought he could catch Leafy glaring at Basil as she said that. It seemed unusual for Leafy to do such a thing…

 

Homer: “We’ll I’m gonna read mine anyway! It says “Homer Simpson only became a nuclear fu..fuzzycust… by accident”. What does that mean…?”

 

Sans: “i think we knew that already…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… It appears some notes are mild compared to mine.”

 

Gandhi: “How about this: if you believe your notes to pose little risk to our trust with one another, you can reveal your note.”

 

Waluigi: “That sounds like a good idea. Anyone open to share?”

 

Everyone had frozen in silence, it appeared nobody thought their secret was safe to share. Even Sans was sweating. Were all of the remaining notes as worrying as Steve’s? Maybe it would be better if they didn’t know the answer.

 

Red: “…”

 

Red: “I guess it might actually be better that I tell you mine…”

 

Steve: “Huh? You seemed really reluctant at first.”

 

Red: “Its just that it might actually be more helpful for us to know it than to not know it”

 

Red: “Even if it creates distrust”

 

Gandhi: “Very well, reveal your note, Red.”

 

Red: “It says that somebody in this island currently possesses a murder weapon in their room”

 

Red: “I thought it would too dangerous to ignore”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Squidward: “But… We have no way of checking anyone’s rooms… Do we?”

 

Waluigi: “Well, unless we’re willing to give our keys to someone else…”

 

Basil: “I-I just don’t think we’d just be willing to give our keys to someone we can’t trust…”

 

Steve: (“Giving our keys..? I mean, there’s nothing suspicious in my room, but, could I really trust somebody with my keys?”)

 

Light: “Wouldn’t the person with the keys be capable of reading everyone’s notes?”

 

Trainer Red: “Also, neither Gundham nor Shrek could give us their keys currently.”

 

Basil: “We might not even get a result!”

 

Red: “Are we rly just gonna stand there and take that fact then? One of us could be plotting to murder just as we speak!”

 

Spamton: “THAT’’S CR8ZY ! ! !”

 

Gandhi: “For now, let’s focus on what we were doing before. It should take our mind off things.”

 

Red: “Naive dumbass…”

 

Kirby: “Poyo poy!”

 

Sans: “i thought of something else that might be cool.”

 

Leafy: “Ooh! What would that be?”

 

Squidward: “Don’t listen to him!”

 

Sans: “i was just thinkin’ of taking a trip down to the forest. maybe we can tell some ghost stories, eat some berries, you know the deal.”

 

Spamton: “YUM I LO0OOVE BERRY !!”

 

Steve: “We haven’t found any edible ones, but hopefully there’s some around.”

 

Red: “Hey mind if I tag? You need a new partner now that shrek and noob are gone”

 

Steve: “Oh sure, you can come along I guess.”

 

Red: “Gandhi make sure to keep watch on us yeah?”

 

Gandhi: “Of course, I will be checking everywhere as usual.”

 

Waluigi: “Alright everyone! Let’s get back to another day! Same as usual, you get the idea!”

 

And with that, Steve left the bar and continued his daily routine. With the motives announced and Shrek locked up, tension began to rise again. It seemed to be becoming more and more likely that a murder happening wasn’t just an irrational fear.

 

Steve: “Hey, Red, what do you think of this forest.”

 

Red: “Boring”

 

Red: “I kind of want to kick the flowers”

 

Steve: “Whoa! Don’t do that! Nature is precious.”

 

Red: “Ok hippie”

 

Steve: (“Dang it, did he just call me a hippie?”)

 

Red: “wth do we actually do in here???”

 

Steve: “We’re supposed to be foraging for resources and stuff, but everyone thinks we’re just dealing poison…”

 

Red: “You sound salty lol”

 

Steve: “Can you maybe not say “lol” out loud?”

 

Red: “Are u callin me cringe bruv?”

 

Steve: (“Red is admittedly a lot harder to communicate with than Shrek. Still, I’ll try my best to talk to him.”)

 

Red: “So we meant to be gettin berries and stuff for the gang?”

 

Steve: “Yeah but I have no clue which ones are safe…”

 

Red: “Hey look at that red berry bush over there. Those ones gotta be edible”

 

Steve: “How do you know? Do you have any experience with berries?”

 

Red: “Nah its just that red is a cool colour”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “You’re willing to risk poisoning everyone just cos’ you like the colour red?”

 

Red: “Yup. Im a daredevil baby”

 

Steve: “Guess it makes sense that you’re an astronaut, then.”

 

Red took a berry and dropped it into his mouth.

 

Red: “Man these are good”

 

Steve: “And you’re sure they’re not poisonous?”

 

Red: “Yeah. Thing with poisonous food is that you go ew after eating it”

 

Steve: “I thought poison would kill you a few hours later?”

 

Red: “Yeah it does but it still tastes gross when you first chew it”

 

Red: “So i think you’ll be fine”

 

Steve: “I might leave it to later before I actually try it out. Besides, free time seems to be relatively soon.”

 

Red: “Man i better get going then it must be like five mins to break”

 

Steve: “We’ve still got like fifteen minutes left.”

 

Red: “Whatevr still going now bye bye steve”

 

Red left the forest to have his early break. Steve was still worried that the red berries might have some effect on him, but luckily nothing seemed apparent yet.

 

Steve: (“I guess I should spend some time with somebody today… Presumably somebody I haven’t before. Even still, I feel like I’m going to have a hard time trusting anybody…”)

 

Steve met with Basil by the beach.

 

Basil: “Hmm… I wonder what kind of plants you can find around here…”

 

Steve: (“I’ve never really talked to Basil before, but maybe I should give it a chance. He seems to be struggling a lot, but I definitely don’t think he’s a bad person.”)

 

Basil: “O-oh… Hi Steve… I w-was just checking out the beach for flowers, haha…”

 

Steve: “Wanna hang out for a bit? I guess I have some time to kill…”

 

Basil: “O-oh sure! I-I’m surprised you asked”

 

-Free Time Event 1 with Basil-

 

Steve: “So… Basil, what kind of things do you do in your spare time?”

 

Basil: “Hmm….”

 

Basil: “Ahahaha… Not that much…”

 

Steve: “I mean, I guess you don’t have to tell me, I don’t do much interesting either. I just kinda do some mining and some housework, and that’s more or less it…”

 

Basil: “I mean… That sounds a lot more interesting than anything I do…”

 

Steve: “Uh… Even the housework?”

 

Basil: “Y-yeah, even that… I spend most of my time in my room and all the rest in the garden…”

 

Steve: “Oh… Is that it?”

 

Basil: “I-I mean… Sometimes I go to the kitchen to eat lunch… Does that count..?”

 

Steve: “Not really…”

 

Steve: “What I mean is… Do you do anything interesting to do with your talent, or hang out with friends, or something like that..?”

 

Basil gave a lonely sigh.

 

Basil: “I-I have some friends… But… I don’t really talk to them very often…”

 

Basil: “Most of them aren't around much anymore…”

 

Basil paused before speaking again.

 

Basil: “O-or…”

 

Basil: “T-they don’t really like me anymore…”

 

Steve: “Huh… I don’t really think anyone has a good reason to dislike you…”

 

Basil: “I guess… I’m just kind of weird… S-so… That’s why people don’t really want to associate with me…”

 

Basil: “I guess some people treat me differently though, so it’s not all bad…”

 

Basil didn’t sound particularly upbeat as he said that, however.

 

Basil: “Like… Trainer Red doesn’t really seem to judge me or anything… He reminds me of a friend I used to have…”

 

Steve: (“A friend he used to have… Maybe I shouldn’t push him further on the topic, in case his friend might have died… Something like that definitely might explain why Basil often has anxious behaviour around others…”)

 

Basil: “Ugh… I-I’m sorry for acting like this all the time…”

 

Steve: “Basil… You don’t have anything to apologise for… Just know that.”

 

Basil: “Sorry…”

 

Steve: “Stop saying sorry, you have no reason to be sorry…”

 

Basil: “U-um maybe I do… J-just don’t let me get in the way…”

 

Basil looked at Steve anxiously and then looked away.

 

Basil: “I t-think I have to go now…”

 

Steve: (“Hmm… It definitely seems like something that was brought up seemed to ruin Basil’s mood… It must be difficult for him, having to keep himself together in this situation…”)

 

Steve: “As usual, I should probably check my messages again.”

-basil: Good morning everyone again!!! 😀😀😀 [8:02]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: RISE AND [[SNEEZE]] LITTLE FRIENDS ! ! 👋👋👋 [#:##]

-Noob: I got this weird note so I’m not going to the meeting! I hope you undersand [8:11]

-Noob: *understand [8:11]

-Squidward: Taking morning off feelig sick [9:38]

-ur mom: oh no squiddy pie, you should take some of my special medicines! [9:42]

-basil: I’m growing flowers in my garden with Red! Here’s an idea of what my flower looks like 🌻 . Can anyone guess what it is? [11:12]

-Red: its a sunflower duh [11:13]

-basil: Red you saw it, so that’s cheating, sorry! [11:15]

-Red: No i didnt [11:16]

-Red: Stop pretending to be me. [11:17]

-Red: No u [11:18]

-🍃 LEAFY🍃: Guys! Stop arguing! We have to get along! [11:20]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Also, I’m going shopping with Spamton and it’s very fun! [11:21]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: YES VERY HAPY TIME WITH LEAVY ! [#:##]

-Squidward: One of you spiked my juice with alcohol, and this goes beyond what Sans does in his regular pranks so it can’t be him! [12:35]

-ur mom: yes this sans fellow sounds much too gentlemanly to spike peoples’ drinks with alcohol. [12:36]

-~Gandhi~: I’ve noticed some unusual activity in the forest. Two groups of two are forming. I assume Noob has formed some form of pact with Gundham? [12:46]

-TheDarkLord has joined the chat

-TheDarkLord: I AM THE VILLAIN OF THE SHADOWS! MWAHAHA!! [12:53]

-TheDarkLord: THE CLOCK TOWARDS YOUR DOOM IS TICK-TICK TICKING. [12:53]

-TheDarkLord: ENJOY YOUR FREE TIME WHILE IT LASTS!! [12:54]

-Noob: Hello Gundham! Also yes Gandhi we have formed a spirit pact! We are trying to end the killing game! [12:55]

-Squidward: Yeah, good luck with that… [12:58]

-basil: It’s break time!!! [1:00]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Yay!! [1:01]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Basil, we should totally meet up again! I have something I want to ask you!! [1:03]

-basil: No thank you, Leafy, sorry, I just have other stuff to do… [1:05]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Nooooo whyyy don’t you want to be friends with meeee???? 😕🙁☹️😣😖😧😦😯😮 [1:05]

-basil: Ah! I’m so sorry! [1:08]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: DONT WORRY LEAVY LEAV WE CAN DO SOME COOL [[Gyms]] TOGETHER!! ! [#:##]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Sure Spammy! Still, we need to meet up later Basil! [1:12]

-LightYagami: While we won’t take this current free time away from you, we are calling a lockdown on our next free time. This is due to some suspicious activity we have been speculating on, as well as the rising tensions due to the motive. I hope you understand. [1:21]

-ur mom: that’s a long text, too bad i’m not bothered to read it. [1:21]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): Just to give you an idea Sans, head back to the hotel at the second break. [1:22]

-ur mom: are we still having the forest party in the evening? we can’t just miss that. [1:22]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): As long as everyone sticks together it should be fine! [1:23]

-Red: I’m pretty annoyed about the lockdown ngl but it is what it is [1:24]

 

Steve: (“Phew that was quite a few messages… The lockdown seems relevant. Hopefully they are just being cautious though.”)

 

Steve and Red went back to the forest together

 

Red: “Dang did you hear about the lockdown”

 

Steve: “Yeah, that’s pretty annoying, but maybe it’ll prevent something dangerous from happening…”

 

Red: “Honestly, I’m pretty scared…”

 

Steve: “Me too. We haven’t seen Noob around yet either…”

 

Red: “Actually im pretty sure i saw him with gundham when i was going back.”

 

Steve: “Oh, he’s working with Gundham now?”

 

Red: “Yeah didnt get a closer look tho”

 

Red: “Hes probably fine anyway i dont think gundhams actually evil hes just weird”

 

Steve: “You can say that again.”

 

Red: “mwahahaha im the dark lord of evil gundham whatever my second name is”

 

Steve: “It’s Tanaka.”

 

Red: “Good to know hed probably smite me for forgetting or smth”

 

Steve: “Yeah, but with a tiny pinch of glitter rather than actual magical sorcery…”

 

Red: “Yeah i can imagine him with his little fairy wand and hes just calling it his dark staff of justice or whatever”

 

Steve: “Yeah. That sounds about right.”

 

Red: “We should probably make some snacks for the crew. Im thinkin we could make a berry cake outta red berries”

 

Steve: “Well, you don’t seem to have died yet, so I guess it’s not a bad idea.”

 

Red: “We could probably get the ingredients here and then cook it when the lockdown starts”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I mean, what is there we can find in the forest?”

 

Red: “Prolly just berries”

 

Steve: “So we take the berries and then wait for lockdown?”

 

Red: “Sounds good”

 

Steve and Red took some berries off the berry bush and they began to carry them with their hands.

 

Red: “Minor problem itll be kinda hard to take the berries to the hotel”

 

Steve: “You try to keep all the berries in your hands and I’ll head to the festival square. There’s gotta be some kinda basket to carry them.”

 

Red: “Wait but if we leave here well look sus”

 

Steve: “Alright. Time for plan B”

 

Steve began hitting a small tree repeatedly with his bare fist.

 

Red: “wth are u doin”

 

Steve: “When you’re the Ultimate Miner, your hand strength tends to improve a bit.”

 

After a couple minutes of hitting Steve actually managed to knock the tree down.

 

Red: “Jesus Christ how do u do that?”

 

Steve: “To be fair, it was a pretty small tree…”

 

Red: “Now how the heck can we use a tree to make somethin’ that holds berries?”

 

Steve: “Watch and learn. Just keep holding onto the berries.”

 

Steve started to work on the wood he had just cut down and eventually formed something that looked like a makeshift crafting table, fitted with wooden hammers and pickaxes. Using the crafting table, he used the remainder of the wood to form a basket.

 

Steve: “There you go! Basket’s ready!”

 

Red: “I thought you were just the normal boring guy and now i think youre the incredibly buff normal boring guy wth”

 

Steve: “Don’t worry about it too much, just put the berries in the basket.”

 

Red: “It prolly woulda been easier for you to just carry them at this point”

 

Steve: “I mean, we had spare time in the forest, so we might as well have used it.”

 

Red: “Pretty sure you just wanted to brag lol”

 

Red: “I mean i brag a lot too so its fine”

 

Steve: (“Owch. He kinda got me there. I guess I did just wanna brag about my talent I guess…”)

 

Red: “Hey you and me arent that different after all are we”

 

Steve: “Huh?”

 

Red: “We brag a lot yeah?”

 

Steve: “Is that the only similarity we have that you were gonna bring up?”

 

Red: “Guess so. Were really different in basically every other way”

 

Steve: (“I kind of thought Red had made some epiphany about us going through the same struggles, but I guess I was mistaken…”)

 

Red: “Lets get back to the hotel yeah? We can get ready for the forest meeting”

 

Steve: “Yeah I guess so. Hopefully Gundham and Noob will be there but somehow I doubt it.”

 

Red and Steve returned to the hotel. When they returned, they greeted Sans in the entrance couch.

 

Sans: “hey red. hey other guy.”

 

Steve: “It’s Steve.”

 

Sans: “sorry i forgot. you’re the one with the friend in prison, right?”

 

Steve: “I guess so… (Is that all he thinks of me? We literally spent time together…)”

 

Sans: “no offence, but there are so many interesting characters in here that it’s hard to forget the boring ones.”

 

Steve: “Oof, that’s the second time I’ve been called boring today…”

 

Sans: “oh sorry. don’t take it in a bad way. boring is kinda cool i guess. boring people are fun to torment after all, like squidward.”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: (“Really”)

 

Sans: “anyway, i think you should pay a visit to ogre bro, he’s probably getting pretty bored of my jokes. he started calling me “donkey” for some reason.”

 

Steve: “Alright gotcha. I’ll probably pay Shrek another visit.”

 

Red: “You enjoy that imma chill in my room.”

 

Steve went over to the keyhole where once again he saw Shrek.

 

Steve: “Hi Shrek.”

 

Shrek: “Hi…. Sans was talking to me for like three hours on end. It was terrible.”

 

Steve: “Isn’t he supposed to be working with Light and Waluigi in the bar?”

 

Shrek: “Yeah, he’s supposed to… But nobody seems to care.”

 

Steve: “Weird, isn’t it. And you got arrested for being in an unusual location.”

 

Shrek: “I guess it’s just expected of Sans. He’s always just the village idiot…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I guess he’s such a troll that nobody really cares about him going haywire.”

 

Shrek: “Hey, uh, mind if you don’t use the word troll?”

 

Steve: “Oh, how come?”

 

Shrek: “Eh.. Maybe I’m just being picky, but people seem to love throwing the word ‘troll’ at ogres like it’s some kinda slur.”

 

Steve: “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realise that word was bad for you…”

 

Shrek: “No big deal, Jesus. It’s just a word, it’s no different to “apple” or “orange” or “onion”.

 

Shrek: “Jesus, I just said onion again….”

 

Shrek: “By the way this stupid onion is staying in my cage. I refuse to eat those little demons.”

 

Steve: “Little… Demons.. How?”

 

Shrek: “Yeah, y’know how how onions look like little demon baby heads. There was a guy I knew who was a bit of an onion-head. He called himself ‘Lord Farquad’.”

 

Steve: (“I still don’t quite get what he means, but okay…”)

 

Shrek: “I said the word onion twice in that sentence, didn’t I?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, you must be getting over your fear!”

 

Shrek: “God no, I hate that word more and more every time I say it.”

 

Steve: (“Even when imprisoned, Shrek seems to be as stubborn as ever. You’d imagine he’d resort to using his phone right now.”)

 

Light: “So… Has everyone gathered.”

 

Kirby: “Poy!”

 

Squidward: “Well, everyone but Noob, Gundham and Homer, but can we really expect them?”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm… My suspicions tell me that Homer will be in the bar…”

 

Waluigi: “Alrigtho! Let’s go get him!”

 

Light: “We need to stick together after all.”

 

The group all headed to the bar where they found Homer collapsed on a stool with his head on the table.

 

Leafy: “Omigosh, he’s dead!!!”

 

Sans: nah, he’s just drunk. pretty sure we can tell.”

 

Leafy: “Oh okay… Wakey wakey Homer!”

 

Trainer Red: “We should probably make him a coffee.”

 

Spamton: “SURE THING !! ONE [[Spamton Specil]] COMIN’ RIGHT UP !”

 

Spamton pulled a lever causing a dull murky liquid to pour into his cup.

 

Spamton: “THIS LOOKS LIKE GOO [coughie ] !”

 

Steve: “Are we sure this isn’t just alcohol??”

 

Light: “Yes, could somebody, more, perhaps, reliable make Homer a coffee?”

 

Sans: “i’d just leave him be. he’s probably having nice dreams.”

 

Homer: “Achooooo….”

 

Homer: “Flanderssss…. Not the speedboat….”

 

Sans: “okay nevermind.”

 

Spamton then poured the coffee right into Homer’s mouth.

 

Homer: “Doh! Ahh, Jesus, owww…”

 

Homer: “What just happened…”

 

Spamton: “I GAVE YOU [[Spamton Specil]] !! EaheaHEA !!”

 

Homer: “I’m tired… I’m going back to bed…”

 

Homer’s head dropped back onto the table and he fell back asleep.

 

Light: “We should probably just leave Homer be for now and continue…”

 

Basil: “B-but… I’m a bit worried about him…”

 

Squidward: “I’m more worried about his alcoholism, so let’s go...”

 

The group went off to the forest. The forest had a certain spooky aura in the night. It reminded Steve that they were in fact in a killing game, and something could go wrong at any moment. Soon enough, a fire had been made, warming up the environment, and everyone had begun to gather around.

 

Waluigi: “Hehe.. This fire is huge!”

 

Steve: “They’re so much bigger when it’s a group effort.”

 

Spamton: “IT’S LIKE ONE BIG DEADLY [[GroupHug]] ! GAAAASP!!!”

 

Leafy: “Aww! Spamton! You’re so cute!”

 

Sans: “you guys really think this fire is cute? it’s big enough to burn a body.”

 

Basil: “S-sans! Don’t say that, please…”

 

Sans: “i’m only getting you guys into the spoooky mood.”

 

Gandhi: “Oh what’s that? I think I heard a ghost!”

 

Leafy: “Oh no! Really!”

 

Gandhi: “Nevermind. I think I shouldn’t try my hand at jokes.”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah that came off a little dry Gandhi…”

 

Sans: “as a joking mastermind , you need to know that there’s many layers to a joke…”

 

???: “What’s this? Mastermind? How dare you call the wretched word at such an internal ritual?”

 

Leafy: “G-Gundham??”

 

Gundham: “Fuhahaha.. Prepare for trouble!”

 

??2: “And make it double!”

 

Gundham: “Nubert, you have interrupted my barrier ritual.”

 

Noob: “Oh, oof, sorry…”

 

Gandhi: “My, my, what an unexpected duo…”

 

Noob: “Yes, we become a really cool pair! Gundham promised to protect me from the mastermind.”

 

Squidward: “Why would you need protection from the mastermind? Didn’t the rules state that they can’t hurt us?”

 

Gundham: “Fuhahaha! Foolish mortal! Don’t you realise that the mastermind is among us.!”

 

Red: “Did you just say among us?”

 

Gundham: “Yes, indeed, one of us is the mastermind. Like a sanguine vampire hiding behind the shadows.”

 

Noob: “And Gundham’s making sure that we defeat the mastermind!”

 

Steve: “So, does he really mean that the mastermind is one of us? The person who started the killing game is one of the sixteen of us?”

 

Sans: “even from gundham, that’s crazy…”

 

Gundham: “Fuhahaha… but I speak the truth… For it was told in the prophecies of the motive card.”

 

Leafy: “That’s crazy! I can’t believe that the mastermind could be one of us…”

 

Light: “There is a possibility that Gundham’s note was a lie however. One of the sixteen notes was false.”

 

Gundham: “Are you suggesting that Monokuma would foretell a false prophecy? Unbelievable!”

 

Spamton: “WHO COULD BE THE MASTERM9ND. LET ME SPIN MY [[SpinnyWheel]]???”

 

Spamton: “SPINSPINSPPPPIIIN”

 

Spamton: “CONGRATIONS BASIL YOU ARE [[Winner]]!!”

 

Basil: “I-I can’t be the mastermind, Spamton!”

 

Steve: “But if this card is true, it really could be any of us…”

 

Gundham’s revelation left everyone in shock. Was there truly a mastermind among us, or was this just the fake card that Monokuma left them ? Either way, it left us dazed. Why would the mastermind willingly participate in the killing game, and why would they reveal this information to them? Perhaps, it was all lies and was just created to cause distrust.

 

Steve: “Guys… I think perhaps it’s better if we put that aside for a moment and enjoy a night in the forest.”

 

Red: “Yeah steve and i even baked up a berry cake”

 

Spamton: “MUCH [[APPRECIATE]] 2SBVEN AND RID!”

 

Basil: “Oooh. Berry cake! I love berry cake!”

 

Leafy: “Meee too!”

 

Gundham: “The Tanaka Empire wishes to know if the cake is…. Well…. Vegan..”

 

Suddenly the whole group except for Gundham started laughing. Even Trainer Red gave out a chuckle in spite of his silence.

 

Red: “Sorry Gundham we added eggs and milk”

 

Gundham: “Eggs! You accursed kin resort to eating unborn flesh.”

 

Gundham: “And your gulping of the syrup of the Minotaur’s spawn is equally horrendous…”

 

Squidward: “How does he come up with this stuff?”

 

All around, the group ate the berry cake, except for Gundham and his hamsters who had a mixture of disgust and jealously on their face.

 

Sans: “so i promised horror stories. anyone wanna start?”

 

Gundham: “Foolish mortals. You fabricate malicious beasts lurking within the forest, however, I, the Supreme Overlord of Ice, have seen all the beasts of myth myself.”

 

Sans: “so you wanna talk about all the goblins and demons you’ve seen.”

 

Gundham: “Yes, you may not believe such tales until you see their enchanted eyes for yourself, but, I shall not hesitate to explain myself to foolish mortals like you.”

 

Gundham: “It all began with the woods. The woods is reputed for fear and terror, many of my fellow sorcerers have called it the woods of blood. Kehehehe…”

 

Leafy: “Fellow sorcerers? I didn’t know you had friends, Gundham!”

 

Gundham: “Yes, indeed. My fellow sorcerers are the Four Dark Devas of Destruction that rest within my scarf, mwahahaha.”

 

Gundham: “Either way, the promise of bounty within the woods of blood was alluring, so despite my fears of demonic possession, I brought myself to its great precipices.”

 

Gundham: “Bored within a dead bark I saw a shining red eye, it glistened as I began to approach it. Beneath the eye, I saw its long, jagged teeth.”

 

Noob: “Eeep!”

 

Leafy: “This is getting kinda scary! Huh, Basil?”

 

Gundham: “Then it leapt towards me, scratching my eye with its mighty claws. I have never seen a creature that could imbue such astral fear in my life.”

 

Gundham: “As it lurches towards me and attempts to gnaw my eye, one of the Dark Devas, Cham-P, made a move to save my life from its dreaded clutches.”

 

Gundham: “If it weren’t for the power of the Tanaka Empire, its overlord may never have even lived to see the next day…”

 

Sans: “not half bad gundham. i guess you don’t have a bad grasp over english after all.”

 

Light: “It was fairly melodramatic though.”

 

Squidward: “Was that story meant to be about a squirrel?”

 

Gundham: “You mortals may refer to it as such, but I must inform you that it was a “squirrel” with a very high astral aura…”

 

Squidward: “I know a squirrel who’d be very offended by your story.”

 

Sans: “okay, can i go next, i have a great horror story to tell.”

 

Spamton: “GO AHEAD [[Humer]] BUDYY!”

 

Squidward: “This better not be stupid…”

 

Sans: “one day i was walking through a terrifying bog. every step i feared the cursed sludge that wore down my feet. as i continued walking, i witnessed a glowing light. it shone a dark and vile red that spread through the night…”

 

Sans: “the light seemed to come from a tall, shadowy figure. “who are you?” i beckoned…”

 

Sans: “pink light was sprayed, obscuring my eyes, as he replied: “never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down, never gonna turn around and desert you”. terrified by the haunted puppet, i fled, never to return to that wretched bog ever again.”

 

Spamton: “EAHEAHEAH WHAT A [[Triple Chilli]] TALE!”

 

Noob: “Yeah that was really scary!”

 

Squidward: “Don’t you realise you just got rickrolled…?”

 

Sans: “i guess it’s starting to get late, so we should probably head back.”

 

Noob: “Good idea! I can barely see in this darkness.”

 

Gundham: “I shall remain in my forest abode. The darkness is very much my home… However, I shall return to you mortals in future.”

 

Gundham: “Expect me to be causing chaos at your meeting spot, I have much enjoyed playing with you fools.”

 

Steve: (“I guess this is Gundham’s way of saying he enjoyed hanging out with us?”)

 

Light: “Let’s get back everyone, I’m glad the mood has been lightened.”

 

Sans: “oh i get it.”

 

Light: “Get what!?”

 

Sans: “you said lightened because your name is light, hehe.”

 

Light: “That was not intentional…”

 

Waluigi: “Alrighto! Fun times, everybody! Cheers to another day! Wahaha!”

 

Kirby: “Poyo Poyo!”

 

Leafy: “Cheers!”

 

Basil: “Cheers..”

 

Trainer Red: “Indeed. Let’s return.”

 

Everyone finally returned to their hotel rooms, feeling a lot more positive in the evening. However, Steve still had one concern on his mind.

 

Steve: (“Is the mastermind really one of us?”)

 

Steve: (“No it’ll be hard to sleep thinking like that. Let’s just try to keep the optimism high for tomorrow..”)

Notes:

Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Any predictions for who's gonna die and any predictions on who the mastermind is??

Chapter 7: Chapter 1 [E] - Pear-Shaped Paradise

Notes:

This one's a bit of a short chapter, but I'll be uploading another one tomorrow. Hope you can still enjoy!

~CHAPTER 7~

 

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Kirby (Kirby)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

Shrek (The Internet)

 

 

Monokuma: “Good morning islanders! It is now 8am! Get ready for another unbearable and desbearful day!”

 

Steve: (“Ugh, God... I hate Monokuma’s voice. Guess I should meet up with everyone in the bar again.”)

 

Steve headed over to the bar to meet everyone else. It looked like Spamton was there, jamming random buttons to make liquid spill everywhere. Steve didn’t know if it was alcohol, coffee or just juice but he didn’t want to figure out.

 

Steve: “Morning everyone!”

 

Spamton: “HEY EVERY !!”

 

Gundham: “Ah, Steven, you have finally arrived at this place.”

 

Steve: “Wait, Gundham, you’ve finally shown up?”

 

Gundham: “Kehehe… This arrangement is merely a ploy to earn your trust….”

 

Gundham: “Only for I, the Supreme Overlord of Ice, to take it right off your little hands!”

 

A bunch of little hamsters emerged from Gundham’s scarf as he said that.

 

Homer: “Am I still drunk, or did squirrels come out of that guy’s scarf??”

 

Gandhi: “We have remembered to feed Shrek, have we not?”

 

Spamton: “INDEED IT IS MY WHO WAS [[FOODING]]! I WILL SAY HIS FOOD BECOMED [[BERRY DELIVUOUS]]! ! !”

 

Noob: “That’s good, I’m starting to feel a bit bad for locking him up…”

 

Waluigi: “Squidward called in sick so we’ll give him the day off for again. Hopefully he wasn’t spiked again.”

 

Leafy: “Poor old Squidward.”

 

Sans: “i know, he has to put up with a lot…”

 

Spamton: “BY THE [[Skies]] DOES HOMIE WANT ANYOTHER [[SpamtonSpecil]] ???”

 

Homer: “No! Please! Not the Spamton special!”

 

Gandhi: “Enough, Spamton. Don’t force coffee down people’s throats if they don’t want it…”

 

Spamton: “OH MY! MOST [[Tragedy]] most [[Upset]]???”

 

Steve: “So has anyone got any special plans for today?”

 

Waluigi: “The group’s still coming up with ideas. Maybe we’ll find something to do in the evening?”

 

Light: “I suggest we put in some work and find a way to actually escape here.”

 

Red: “Maybe if we keep doing our tasks well eventually get out”

 

Trainer Red: “That might be some wishful thinking…”

 

Kirby: “Poyyyyy…..”

 

Kirby looked pretty down compared to everyone else. Perhaps his motive was causing issues for him, but they’d never be able to figure out what it actually was.

 

Light: “Guess you guys should just do your regular stuff. The council will be deciding on what the most plausible way to escape is.”

 

Sans: “yes… the council will decide your fate…”

 

Red: “Alright lets keep going today”

 

Leafy: “By the way Basil, we still need to meet up today!”

 

Basil: “I guess….”

 

Everyone left the bar and the duo of Red and Steve began to head over to the forest, this time accompanied by Gundham and Noob.

 

Noob: “This is the largest group we’ve gotten so far.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, we’ve never been searching the forest as a quartet before.”

 

Gundham: “Quartet?! You fiend! It is an octet! You have forgotten the Four Dark Devas of Destruction…”

 

Red: “Oh right his hamsters”

 

Noob: “So what’s the plan for today?”

 

Steve: “I guess we could even make a hut.”

 

Red: “A hut rly? Why would we need a hut?”

 

Steve: “Well, I’m starting to think it’s gonna be a while before we get rescued so I guess making a hut to expand the amount of places we can go would make sense…”

 

Noob: “But wouldn’t making a hut take weeks?”

 

Gundham: “Perhaps, to a fool such as yourself, but to the Tanaka Empire, a hut is mere child’s play…”

 

Steve: “I’ve also got my building abilities, Red can confirm.”

 

Red: “Yeah this guys surprisingly buff.”

 

The group started working on the beginning of a new hut, the Dark Devas searched for trees to cut, while Steve broke them down. Noob and Red tried to give a hand, but to little avail.

 

Red: “Its lookin like its five mins to break time again. Guess we should get goin”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I guess so. I should look for somebody to spend some time with again.”

 

Steve left the forest and look for somebody to spend some time with. He met Gandhi by the pool outside the hotel.

 

Steve: “Oh hi Gandhi. How’s it going?”

 

Gandhi: “Ah, free time has started, thank you for reminding me. Do you wish to spend some time together?”

 

Steve: (“Gandhi’s awfully formal, but I guess he’s just trying to respect my boundaries.”)

 

Gandhi and Steve spent some time together discussing the state of the island, and different ways to escape.

 

Steve: “So, Gandhi, what’s it like to be known as the Ultimate Peacekeeper?”

 

Gandhi: “It has always been an honour for me to earn such a”-

 

Monokuma: “I hope you’re having a good morning everyone, because things are gonna get a whole lot more exciting! A body has been discovered! Come visit your friend in the beach for the last time! Puhuhuhu…”

 

Steve suddenly paused. Was this some kind of prank? A body, now…? No, this couldn’t be real. Clearly, nobody would fall for Monokuma’s games.

 

Steve: “Is…. Is the announcement real???”

 

Steve felt adrenaline shoot all over his body. He couldn’t accept this. How could it be real? Everyone was finally getting along…

 

Gandhi: “If… If this is real…. I will never forgive myself…”

 

Gandhi: “Please… Give me a moment to collect my thoughts…”

 

Steve rushed over to the beach, leaving Gandhi behind. It wasn’t long before he saw something. Something he truly didn’t wish to see….

 

Steve: (“How c-can this even be possible??? How could this actually happen?”)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Steve saw everyone gathered around an arm... An arm that Steve could easily identify... It was the bloody arm of Shrek, the Ultimate Internet Sensation….

 

Notes:

Oooh... Shrek is our first victim? How did his arm end up here, and where is the rest of his body?? Any theories of what's going on here?

 

Any thoughts on Shrek as the first victim? Did you guys see it coming, or did it come as a surprise? Hopefully you enjoyed his character before he sadly ended up the way he did.

Chapter 8: Chapter 1 [F] - Pear-Shaped Paradise

Notes:

Decided to do the whole investigation in one chapter to make up for how short last chapter was. There's a lot of new art this chapter, so I hope you enjoy!

Also, there's a new image of the character for Deadly Life, with this one depicting them as more stressed due to having to figure out the murderer.

~CHAPTER 8~

 

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Kirby (Kirby)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

Steve: “Oh god….”

 

Steve stared down at Shrek’s arm in horror. Shrek, one of Steve’s best friends on the island… Who would do this to him?! Why would they do such a brutal thing like this to him?!

 

However, it was absolutely certain… Shrek was dead. The body discovery announcement proved it… Whoever had done this to Shrek, had definitely killed him… That meant a class trial was going to start, and their lives were on the line to expose the killer.

 

Steve: (“Shrek..? Why would somebody do this to you?”)

 

Steve: (“Shrek really was a nice guy at heart… He believed in working together and trying to get us out of the island… Although sometimes his anger got the better of him, I don’t understand why anyone would do this to him…”)

 

Leafy: “Ahhh!!!! No! Shrek! My best friend!”

 

Kirby: “Poyyyy….”

 

Red: “Oh god, all that’s left is an arm….”

 

Steve: (“Even Red’s chill tone changed completely at the sight of Shrek’s remains…”)

 

Basil: “T-this can’t be happening right? Everything is o-okay…. Right?”

 

Monokuma popped out of the ground as he always does.

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhuhu! This must be some of your first times experiencing human corpses! What joy! Well let me tell you something fun; one of you is definitely the killer!”

 

Trainer Red: “O-one of us is the killer? That can’t be possible…”

 

Noob: “Did one of us actually kill Shrek..? B-but Steve promised me that nobody would die…”

 

Steve: (“He’s right. I did make that promise to him. I can’t believe that it was so easily broken…”)

 

Steve: “I’m sorry Noob… I didn’t know it would end up like this...”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Homer: “Heh. It’s obvious! None of us killed Shrek! Monokuma clearly just killed him and made it look like we did it!”

 

Monokuma: “Nuh uh uh! That would be against the rules! Remember rule 11! I’m simply not allowed to commit a murder unless a rule is broken!”

 

Gundham: “I still cannot believe it! Who would do such an accursed thing? Show yourself, beast!”

 

Leafy: “Why..? I can’t believe one of our friends would do this to Shrek…”

 

Just then, Gandhi arrived at the scene, slowly trudging towards the scene of crime.

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “I do not know if I can forgive myself for these circumstances…”

 

Gandhi: “This is too upsetting… I should’ve been the one to die instead of Shrek.”

 

Gandhi: “I told myself that if something like this were to happen, then I would be unworthy of the title of Ultimate Peacemaker. I have failed you…”

 

Light: “Everyone! We need to carry on! No matter what mistakes Shrek made in his life, we still need to find the murderer! We need to do it in the name of justice!”

 

Kirby: “Poyo!”

 

Spamton: “YES YES [[JustICE]] HAS A VERRY GOOD [[Ding!]] TO IT ! “

 

Basil: “I-I don’t think I can help with the investigation….”

 

Basil: “I-I j-just… I can’t look at this… I’m sorry…”

 

Leafy: “Basil! Don’t go!”

 

But Basil turned away, trying to look away from the scene of crime. He left with a look of misery on his face.

 

Kirby: “Poy….”

 

Steve: “I know this is tough for all of us, but Light has a point… We need to start the investigation, or we’ll risk being executed…”

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu! You got it! Since I’m so nice, I’ll provide you with a little file to help you out! Take it, it’s the Monokuma file!”

 

Steve: “Monokuma file… Really?”

 

Monokuma handed Steve the Monokuma file, before disappearing again. On it was a fairly disrespectful image of Shrek’s body with all of it except the arm blacked out. Some details of his death also appeared there.

 

 

-The victim was Shrek, the Ultimate Internet Sensation. The cause of death is currently undetermined, as is the time of death. The body was found as a dismembered arm on the beach, and the rest of Shrek’s body has not yet been found. Shrek was last reported to have been seen by Spamton, at around 8AM.

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Monokuma File #1

 

 

Waluigi: “I was expectin’ somethin’ a bit more detailed…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, me too.”

 

Waluigi: “Either way, the murder must have happened at some point between after breakfast and now…”

 

Steve: “Yeah that seems to be the case.”

 

Waluigi: “It most likely had to be at free time, right? That was when the killer had the best opportunity…”

 

Light: “I suspect it’s likely. The killer must’ve had a lot of autonomy at that time.”

 

Steve: “Hmmm… That makes things a lot more difficult to determine. If nobody has a solid alibi, then this case might be harder than I thought…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Time of Murder

 

Steve: (“I really don’t want to, but I should probably check if there’s anything on Shrek’s hand now…”)

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “T-there really is a lot of blood here…”

 

Red: “Yeah, no kidding…”

 

Steve: “Do you think the arm must’ve been chopped off the body here at the beach..?”

 

Red: “I mean, that’s gotta be it right..? Nobody could’ve just moved all the blood from anywhere else to the sand…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I don’t see a way that’d realistically be possible…”

 

Red: “Still, it’s strange why they’d just leave the arm here and remove the rest of the body…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Blood near Arm

 

Sans: “i know this is a terrible thing to ask, but do you think it’s possible that the body was thrown into the sea…?”

 

Steve: “Hmm… I guess it’s worth considering…”

 

Sans: “i mean… there is a sea right next to the arm… it could just be a coincidence though.”

 

Steve: “If that’s the case then the body itself must’ve had something of crucial evidence… Maybe the body had something that would expose who the murderer was…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Arm on Beach

- TRUTH BULLET - Discarded Body

 

Steve: (“I’m sure he doesn’t want to be asked, but there’s certainly somebody who might have a relevant account in this scenario.”)

 

Steve: “Gandhi… I know this is hard for you to deal with, but I might have to ask you a few questions.”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, that is understandable… Please go ahead, I’ll put my trust in you…”

 

Steve: “Well, you were the one checking the maps. You’d be able to tell us if anything went wrong the last day…”

 

Gandhi: “Understood… There were quite a few suspicious activities yesterday that I took note of..”

 

Gandhi: “First of all… Movements in the forest were quite strange. I noticed you and Red were often together, as were Noob and Gundham.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I can confirm that.”

 

Gandhi: “There were moments where Noob and Gundham were separated, as well as moments when both groups were united.”

 

Gandhi: “Today, both groups remained together for quite some time. I’d imagine it would be difficult to commit the murder with the four of you all gathered together.”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Forest Map Checkers

 

Steve: “Is there anything else you found strange, aside from the forest..?”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, quite a few things. I often saw a dot move from the supermarket to the festival square. I assume this was Leafy trying to talk with Basil. Sans was never in a consistent position either, often changing from the bar to the hotel, but that’s most likely Sans’ personality rather than him doing any suspicious activity.”

 

Gandhi: “Other than that, everyone tended to remain in the same area. I did see somebody visit the cliffs this morning, however, I could not determine who that was, due to the fact that the white dots are anonymous.”

 

Steve: “That’s a lot of useful information. Thanks for the advice, and I’m sorry you have to deal with this…”

 

Gandhi: “It is a lot for me to handle… But we can’t risk having us all dying… It is for the better that we figure out who is responsible for this…”

- TRUTH BULLET - Map Checker Movements

 

Steve: “I should probably also check the Monophone to see if there’s any messages suggesting a killer…

 

- ERROR! MONOPHONE ‘MESSAGES’ NOT FUNCTIONAL!

 

Basil: “Yeah… The ‘Messages’ app wasn’t working for me all morning…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… Yes, it is unusual, especially since the ‘Map’ app was completely fine.”

 

Steve: “Hmm that’s strange… I wonder how the killer managed to disable the ‘Messages’ app but not ‘Map’…”

 

Steve: (“Come to think about it, I remember something unusual Light said earlier…”)

 

*Flashback

 

Light: “We might be better off not knowing, or else we could figure out how to break the connection.”

 

*

 

Steve: (“Someone must have figured out how the Monophone connection works…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Broken ‘Messages’ App.

 

Steve: (“Maybe something crucial is being hidden from us… We need to figure out how to get the ‘Messages’ app working again.”)

 

Steve: (“I think there’s another person I want to ask…”)

 

Steve: “Spamton… Did you notice anything being stolen from your shop?”

 

Spamton: “STOLED??? EAHEAHEAH! I AM [[NumberOneSalesman]] NOTHING WOJLD BE STOLED FROM P8L SPAMTON!!”

 

Steve: “Huh? Can you really be sure about that though?”

 

Spamton: “YES YES YEA!! I EVEN MADE SURE TO [[Boom!]] THE ENTRANCE SO NOBODY COULD HAVE [[Inside!]]!”

 

Steve: (“Is he saying he put explosives to block the entrance? I guess it would be very difficult to get inside the supermarket then…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Spamton’s Account

 

Spamton: “MAKE SUREEEE TO [[LIKE AND SUBSCRIBE]] FOR MORE ACCOUNTS!!!!”

 

Steve: (“I should probably ask Basil and Trainer Red about their shop too…”)

 

Steve: “Red. Did you notice anything strange happening in your shop recently?”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes. The number of fireworks decreased by one.”

 

Steve: “Fireworks! Could they have been used as a murder weapon?”

 

Trainer Red: “Well… You’d still need a source of ignition to make them work…”

 

Steve “Yeah that’s right. It definitely makes fireworks an odd choice of weapon…”

 

Trainer Red: “However, these fireworks were slow acting. It would take a minute or two to activate the firework after ignition if something small such as a lighter was used.”

 

Steve: “And how do you know this..?”

 

Trainer Red: “….”

 

Trainer Red: “Always read the label….”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Missing Firework

 

Trainer Red: “The firework was only missing since this morning by the way. It couldn’t be the murder weapon referenced in Red’s motive…”

 

Steve: “Okay, so there still must be another murder weapon used. Hopefully we can figure it out…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “Y-yeah…”

 

Light: “I believe we should move to the hotel. There may be something relevant there…”

 

Red: “Yeah there’s also somethin I wanna tell you guys when we get there”

 

Red: “Id prefer if you see for urself first”

 

Sans: “i’ll stay behind to guard the body… or, what remains of it….”

 

Steve: “Alright then, let’s get going…”

 

The group moved over to the hotel. Immediately, they noticed a few unusual things...

 

Steve: “Some of the hotel windows are broken..!”

 

Leafy: “Let’s see… Who owns these windows..?”

 

Gandhi: “According to the map these are the windows of Red, Shrek, Basil and Kirby…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Broken Windows

 

Homer: “Maybe the killer broke through a window and attacked Shrek in his room!”

 

Light: “That seems unlikely, Shrek was locked up, remember?”

 

Red: “Yeah i also wanted to say that i heard a smashing noise in my room before we were going to bed”

 

Red: “Thought it was pretty weird”

 

Light: “Hmm… What time do you think this might have been?”

 

Red: “Prolly before 11pm when you guys go to sleep.”

 

Red: “I usually went back to my room five minutes early and maybe the killer didn’t expect that”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Red’s Account

 

Steve: “Hmm… That’s certainly interesting information, thanks Red.”

 

Noob: “H-hey guys… there’s something wrong with the pipe below the windows…”

 

Steve only then noticed the iron pipe running below the windows. It would be large enough to walk across, though you might break the pipe.

 

Waluigi: “Yeah, a piece of the pipe is broken…”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, this has caused water to leak out onto the ground… I wonder what caused it to break…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, it sounds like there’s several possibilities…”

 

Steve: (“Was it broken on accident, was the pipe used as a weapon, or was the water needed for something?”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Broken Pipe

 

Spamton: “OHOHOH!!! LOOK!! AN EVIDENCE !”

 

Leafy: “What is it?”

 

Spamton: “I SEE A LITTLE PIP IN THE [[DuckiePond]] !”

 

Everyone looked into the pool in an attempt to decipher Spamton’s words. There they found the piece of iron pipe the was broken off.

 

Red: “This is some pretty badly disposed of evidence”

 

Noob: “M-maybe they didn’t have much time..?”

 

Gundham: “If I were the killer, I would’ve casted an invisibility spell…”

 

Trainer Red: “There aren’t really many ways to dispose of an iron pipe though, are there…?”

 

Steve: “Hmm… That’s probably true.”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, it would be impossible to burn the iron pipe, and it would be too heavy to throw away into the sea, without it just coming back.”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Iron Pipe in Pool

 

Waluigi: “Wait guys! There’s something on this side of the hotel too!”

 

Spamton: “OH MY!! WHAT IS??”

 

Waluigi: “It looks like two more broken windows are on this side too!”

 

Noob: “That’s weird…”

 

Red: “I wonder who owns those”

 

Gandhi: “According to the map, these are Spamton and Squidward’s windows.”

 

Spamton: “MY WINDOW??? WHAT A [[Evenful!]]”

 

Waluigi: “I thought ya’ woulda realised in the mornin’...”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Spamton and Squidward’s Windows

 

Homer: “Who’s going around breaking all the windows?”

 

Homer: “Oh! I know! It’s gotta be the killer!”

 

Red: “Well duh”

 

Gandhi: “When you look at it, Squidward’s window has a much smaller hole in it…”

 

Trainer Red: “It would certainly be impossible to squeeze through there…”

 

Leafy: “I wonder why Squidward’s window only has a small, rectangular hole..?”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Small hole in Squidward’s Window

 

Steve: “We should probably head inside the building now. Besides, there’s something I want to ask Squidward.”

 

Just then, a key fell out of the pipe.

 

Spamton: “[[WOWZER]] A [[Golden]] FILE JUST FELLED OUT OF PIP !”

 

Waluigi: “Wah? The key musta’ ended up in the sewage system…”

 

Steve: “We should test to see if this is the storage room key.”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Key in Pipe

 

The group headed along to the storage room, but were interrupted by Homer first in the kitchen.

 

Homer: “Guys, there’s an unfinished cake! Can I have it?”

 

Spamton: “HOMIE THAT MIGHT BE A [[CrimeScene]]…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, don’t touch that! Maybe it’s dangerous…”

 

Red: “It seems to be bitten. Does anyone remember not finishing their berry cake?”

 

Spamton: “I REMEMBER GIVING MINE TO SQUIGWARD! THAT CAKE IS NOT [[MYY]]!!”

 

Steve: “We have to consider who ate this cake? Could it have been Shrek? If so, could the cake have been poisoned..?”

 

Kirby: “Poy…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Berry Cake

 

Steve: “We should check if this key works in the storage room…”

 

Steve stuck the key into the storage room door, and it was successful.

 

Steve: “So this must be the storage room key.”

 

Trainer Red: “Gandhi, did you give this to Squidward?”

 

Gandhi: “Yes I did. It is strange that it ended up in the sewage system…”

 

Steve opened the door to the storage room, seeing an empty room filled with boxes.

 

Leafy: “Phew. I was kinda expecting to see Shrek’s body in the storage room.

 

Spamton: “THESE ARE NICE [[Squares]]! CAN I KEEP ; ? ?”

 

Waluigi: “There sure are a lot of boxes in here? Are any of them empty?”

 

The group started searching through all the boxes to look for any that might be empty.

 

Homer: “Aha. This box of rocks has no rocks in it!”

 

Noob: “Good catch..”

 

Waluigi: “If somebody used a box of rocks, they’d blend with the environment quite easily…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, I just wonder what they were used for…”

 

Steve: “I'm curious about that too… It’s strange that Shrek might’ve used a box of rocks in here…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Underneath these boxes is a drain.”

 

Steve: “Huh? How would that be relevant?”

 

Trainer Red: “It might be connected to how the key was removed…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Empty Box of Rocks

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Drain in Storage Room

 

Steve: “Alright, I’m going to check on Squidward now…”

 

Steve started heading upstairs to ask Squidward a few questions, when suddenly, he was met by Basil.

 

Basil: “Ah… Um… I think I’m ready now….”

 

Steve: “Ah, okay.”

 

Basil: “By the way, I found this magnet in the bathroom. I thought it was pretty weird…”

 

Steve: (“Hmmm… Who would leave a magnet in the bathroom?”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Magnet in Bathroom

 

Steve then knocked on Squidward’s door, and Squidward opened the door.

 

Squidward: “Who is it….?”

 

Steve: “Do you mind if I ask a few questions for the investigation..?”

 

Squidward: “Right… I was never told who died…”

 

Steve: “It was Shrek….”

 

Squidward: “Oh…. I was hoping it would be Sans…”

 

Steve: (“Why would you say such a thing??”)

 

Squidward: “I’m joking of course, Steve… Anyways, what do you want to ask?”

 

Steve: “Well, I’m just wondering what happened before you got sick this morning…”

 

Squidward: “Well, Spamton gave me his cake, but it tasted different compared to my own cake”

 

Squidward: “I left it in the kitchen after taking a bite.”

 

Squidward: “The thing I found weird is that he offered to trade cakes… I thought it was an odd thing to do, but I couldn’t say no… He tried to threaten me by forcing ‘Spamton Special’ down my throat…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, that definitely is strange…”

 

Squidward: “Yeah I thought so too. Do you think his cake might have been poisoned, so he wanted mine?”

 

Steve: “It certainly is possible… It could’ve been your cake that was poisoned either… We still can’t tell…”

 

Squidward: “The sickness was worse during the evening. I wanted to do clarinet practice until midnight, but I ended up going to sleep early because I felt ill.”

 

Squidward: “It got better in the morning, but I still took the day off because I wasn’t feeling great..”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Squidward’s Account

 

Waluigi: “Oh hey! The internet’s back!”

 

Steve: “Huh? Is the ‘Messages’ app working again?”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah! We should check it for evidence!”

 

Steve opened up the ‘Messages’ app and checked if there was anything of importance on there

-Anonymous joined the chat

-Anonymous: Anyone who gets this message should meet up by the cliffs. I have something of vital importance to share. [11:26]

-Anonymous: I will break your window if I wish to meet you at the cliffs. [11:27]

-Red: Shut up murderer! [11:29]

-Lmuikihursehjgbyutf: byigoh ohihohho nlknkn yydyd pojjo [11:57]

 

Steve: (“Hmm… This is interesting. I wonder if it ties to the case. Shrek didn’t use his phone, so I assume he couldn’t have seen this message.”)

 

Waluigi: “One thing that’s definitely odd about that message is that I don’t think most of us could’ve seen it…”

 

Steve: “Yeah that’s odd…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Meet-up Message

 

Waluigi: “It also looks like Kirby said something here?”

 

Steve: “Yeah I wonder why? Maybe Kirby was trying to suggest something of importance, but we can’t quite tell…”

 

Steve: (“I should also take note of the fact that you can only change usernames once per day. It may be relevant here…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Username Changing

 

Steve went to Shrek’s room to try and see if there was any evidence there.

 

Steve: (“Huh? It’s open? It was locked when Shrek was in the storage room…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Unlocked Shrek’s Room

 

Steve immediately noticed the knife at Shrek’s bedside table when he entered.

 

Steve: (“A knife? This was presumably from the kitchen, but why would Shrek need a knife? There’s something very strange about this…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Knife

 

Steve: (“I should probably also check Shrek’s motive note. It may be relevant to the case..”)

 

~Kirby is capable of inhaling and digesting his foes. He obtains some of the properties of those that he eats~

 

Steve: “This is definitely interesting. I wonder if it has any relevance to the case…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Shrek’s Motive

 

Homer: “Hey Steve! I have very important evidence!”

 

Steve: “What would that be?”

 

Homer: “Everyone’s talking about their phones, but I think my phone is special!”

 

Steve: “How so?”

 

Homer: “When I try to open it, it just stays black.”

 

Steve took Homer’s phone to look at it.

 

Steve: “Homer, I’m pretty sure this phone is broken. There’s a massive crack across the screen of it too.”

 

Homer: “D’awww… I thought it was special…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Broken Phone

 

Steve: “Alright, I’m gonna get going to the cliffs now.”

 

Leafy: “First we’ve got some evidence to share!”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes, we suspect it may be of some importance.”

 

Leafy: “We both found that there were microchips underneath the bathroom toilets!”

 

Steve: “What?”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes, both microchips included two letters…”

 

Leafy: “The one in the boy’s bathroom said ‘ME’ while the one in the girl’s bathroom said ‘MA’!”

 

Steve: “That’s interesting… but, I’m still not certain this is actually relevant to the case.”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Bathroom Microchips

 

Steve: “Alright, I’m gonna finally get going to the cliffs.”

 

As Steve started heading towards the cliffs, he looked through the older messages to see if there was anything of significance yesterday.

 

-basil: Good morning everyone again!!! 😀😀😀 [8:02]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: RISE AND [[SNEEZE]] LITTLE FRIENDS ! ! 👋👋👋 [#:##]

-Noob: I got this weird note so I’m not going to the meeting! I hope you undersand [8:11]

-Noob: *understand [8:11]

-Squidward: Taking morning off feelig sick [9:38]

-ur mom: oh no squiddy pie, you should take some of my special medicines! [9:42]

-basil: I’m growing flowers in my garden with Red! Here’s an idea of what my flower looks like 🌻 . Can anyone guess what it is? [11:12]

-Red: It’s a sunflower. [11:13]

-basil: Red you literally saw it! [11:14]

-Red: No i didnt [11:16]

-Red: Stop pretending to be me [11:17]

-Red: No u [11:18]

-🍃 LEAFY🍃: Guys! Stop arguing! We have to get along! [11:20]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Also, I’m going shopping with Spamton and it’s very fun! [11:21]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: YES VERY HAPY TIME WITH LEAVY ! [#:##]

-Squidward: One of you spiked my juice with alcohol, and this goes beyond what Sans does in his regular pranks so it can’t be him! [12:35]

-ur mom: yes this sans fellow sounds much too gentlemanly to spike peoples’ drinks with alcohol. [12:36]

-~Gandhi~: I’ve noticed some unusual activity in the forest. Two groups of two are forming. I assume Noob has formed some form of pact with Gundham? [12:46]

-TheDarkLord has joined the chat

-TheDarkLord: I AM THE VILLAIN OF THE SHADOWS! MWAHAHA!! [12:53]

-TheDarkLord: THE CLOCK TOWARDS YOUR DOOM IS TICK-TICK TICKING. [12:53]

-TheDarkLord: ENJOY YOUR FREE TIME WHILE IT LASTS!! [12:54]

-Noob: Hello Gundham! Also yes Gandhi we have formed a spirit pact! We are trying to end the killing game! [12:55]

-Squidward: Yeah, good luck with that… [12:58]

-basil: It’s break time!!! [1:00]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Yay!! [1:01]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Basil, we should totally meet up again! I have something I want to ask you!! [1:03]

-basil: No thank you, Leafy, sorry, I just have other stuff to do… [1:05]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Nooooo whyyy don’t you want to be friends with meeee???? 😕🙁☹️😣😖😧😦😯😮 [1:05]

-basil: Ah! I’m so sorry! [1:08]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: DONT WORRY LEAVY LEAV WE CAN DO SOME COOL [[Gyms]] TOGETHER!! ! [#:##]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Sure Spammy! Still, we need to meet up later Basil! [1:12]

-LightYagami: While we won’t take this current free time away from you, we are calling a lockdown on our next free time. This is due to some suspicious activity we have been speculating on, as well as the rising tensions due to the motive. I hope you understand. [1:21]

-ur mom: that’s a long text, too bad i’m not bothered to read it. [1:21]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): Just to give you an idea Sans, head back to the hotel at the second break. [1:22]

-ur mom: are we still having the forest party in the evening? we can’t just miss that. [1:22]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): As long as everyone sticks together it should be fine! [1:23]

-Red: I’m pretty annoyed about the lockdown ngl but it is what it is [1:24]

 

Steve: (“Quite a lot was said in the morning, but things quietened down as we approached the lockdown… Still, I should take note of this in case it has relevance to the case.”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Leafy’s Meet-Up

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Spiked Drink

 

Gundham: “Who is this ‘TheDarkLord’ fool? Some kind of pretender?”

 

Steve: “Oh hi Gundham, I thought those messages were by you..?”

 

Gundham: “That is false, I would use my true alias, ‘TheSupremeOverlordOfIce’ not this foolish imitation…”

 

Gundham: “Besides, my text would be italic, not merely bold! It expresses a mystical energy beyond your mortal comprehension!”

 

Steve: “Ah, okay, did anyone take your phone, Gundham?”

 

Gundham: “It is certainly possible. I gave my phone to Nubert…. He may have spread these lies or merely just lost the Monophone himself.”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - False Gundham Message

 

Gundham: “This is not the only relevant information I found during my travels, however.”

 

Steve: “Oh, how come?”

 

Gundham: “I had noticed that the number of berries on both the orange and red berry bush had decreased. Perhaps these berries were cursed to disappear!”

 

Steve: “Well, the red berries were used in the berry cake, but did you say the orange berries too?”

 

Gundham: “Yes, do you suspect they were swallowed by a venom-feeding beast?”

 

Steve: “No… But it is strange… We made sure not to include any orange berries on the berry cake…”

 

Gundham: “Oh, one last thing. Hopefully you can comprehend it. Kehehehe…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, what’s that?”

 

Gundham: “There was a trail of ash leading towards the cliff. Do you think it might have been some sort of ritual?”

 

Steve: “Unlikely, but that does sound relevant. Thanks for all the information, Gundham.”

 

Gundham: “You won’t be thanking me anymore when I rule the world! Fuhahaha…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Disappearance of Orange Berries

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Trail of Ash

 

At last, Steve met Kirby by the cliffs.

 

Kirby: “Poyo!!!!!”

 

Kirby was pointing towards a lone tree on the cliffs.

 

Steve: (“Oh, there’s something unusual about this tree…”)

 

Steve: “It looks like there’s some marks on this tree… Maybe something like a rope was used here?”)

 

Kirby nodded affirmatively.

 

Kirby: “Poyyyy…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Rope Marks on Tree

 

Kirby also pointed towards two leaves on the tree, placed a small bit away from each other. Both leaves clearly didn’t belong to the tree. One was a bright red and the other was a bright green.

 

Steve: “Okay… These leaves don’t belong here… Still, I wonder if they have any connection to the case…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Red and Green Leaves

 

Kirby: “Poyoo!”

 

Kirby once again nodded.

 

Steve: (“It look like Kirby is trying to say that they do…”)

 

Kirby: “Poyo poy… Hiii!”

 

Kirby waddled over to a small crater by the cliff.

 

Steve: “A crater. Was this here before??”

 

Kirby shook his head.

 

Steve: “Gotcha. I wonder what could’ve caused this crater to show up?”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Crater by Cliff

 

Monokuma: “Ahem.. Your time is now up! Please meet me at the festival square for our first island trial!”

 

Steve: (“Alright, here we go… This is going to be my first time doing the island trial, and hopefully the last…. We are going to find out who killed Shrek in such a brutal way, whether we want to or not…”)

 

Steve and Kirby went to the festival square together, where everyone else had gathered.

 

Homer: “I think I’ve got some ideas about what happened….”

 

Squidward: “As long as they aren’t stupid ones…”

 

Basil: “D-do you really think it happened…?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, I couldn’t believe our friends would do something so brutal!”

 

Spamton: “WHY WAS [[MeaningOfLife]]? WHY WAS SHREG??”

 

Light: “Everyone. We need to carry on in the name of hope. Let’s find out we did this, or we all shall perish.”

 

Waluigi: “For once I agree with you…”

 

Gandhi: “I really don’t want to do this, but I must…”

 

Trainer Red: “It’s fourteen of us versus them. Hopefully we can solve this.”

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu! Well, you’re about to find out! Are you thrilled? Are you excited? It’s our very first class trial! The first of many to come…”

 

Leafy: “You’re wrong! This’ll be the last one!”

 

Kirby: “Poyo!”

 

Monokuma: “Alright, well, it’s about time we open up the gates…”

 

Suddenly the stall with the fireworks burst open in a bright explosion, revealing a staircase.

 

Basil: “T-that was there the entire time???”

 

Monokuma: “Yep! Hiding in plain sight, just like the killer among you…”

 

Noob: “D-don’t say that…”

 

Gandhi: “Everyone we need to go inside… it’s time we finally face our fears…”

 

Everyone walked down the stairs and into a courtroom at the bottom. The courtroom contained fifteen seats around a bright blue carpet, which contrasted with the despair that everyone was feeling

 

Steve: (“It’s finally time we solve this mystery… We need to work together… It may be more complicated than we think. Luckily I have a lot of information that might help us out in the trial…”)

Steve: (“I can’t believe that one of us would end up doing this… That one of us would kill Shrek in such a brutal way…”)

Steve: (“But nonetheless, it is definitely true… It is a truth that we have to face… That one of us killed our friend….”)

Steve: (“Shrek… There’s no way he deserved this… He was a relaxed guy… In a way, he was sort of a “bro”, if that makes any sense…”)

Steve: (“And yet… Someone did this to him…One of us is Shrek’s killer…”)

 

WHO IS THE KILLER?

-Steve?

-Noob?

-Gandhi?

-Gundham?

-Kirby?

-Spamton?

-Sans?

-Squidward?

-Homer?

-Red?

-Leafy?

-Light?

-Trainer Red?

-Waluigi?

-Basil?

 

TRUTH BULLETS

-Monokuma File #1

-Time of Murder

-Blood near arm

-Arm on Beach

-Discarded Body

-Forest Map Checkers

-Map Checker Movements

-Broken ‘Messages’ App

-Spamton’s Account

-Missing Firework

-Broken Windows

-Red’s Account

-Broken Pipe

-Iron Pipe in Pool

-Spamton and Squidward’s Windows

-Small Hole in Squidward’s Window

-Key in Pipe

-Berry Cake

-Empty Box of Rocks

-Drain in Storage Room

-Magnet in Bathroom

-Squidward’s Account

-Meet-Up Message

-Username Changing

-Unlocked Shrek’s Room

-Knife

-Shrek’s Motive

-Broken Phone

-Bathroom Microchips

-Leafy’s Meet-Up

-Spiked Drink

-False Gundham Message

-Disappearance of Orange Berries

-Trail of Ash

-Rope Marks on Tree

-Red and Green Leaves

-Crater by Cliff

Notes:

Now that the investigation has finished, you can make your guesses on who the killer is!

Use this poll if you want to guess the killer, and comment your theories below! https://strawpoll.com/NMnQ59xAGn6

This trial is kind of convoluted, but not as crazy as some of the future cases' trials. Hope you look forward to it!

Chapter 9: Chapter 1 [G] - Pear-Shaped Paradise

Notes:

Okay, first part of the class trial is ready! Hope you enjoy, it'll probably be split into 3 or 4 parts. This trial is relatively short compared to the Daily Life but I still hope you can enjoy!

Agree statements are bold and underlined. Disagree statements are just bold.

Try to solve the puzzles if you want! The first few should be pretty simple, but they'll get complicated soon enough!

~CHAPTER 9~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Kirby (Kirby)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

-Monokuma File #1

-Time of Murder

-Blood near arm

-Arm on Beach

-Discarded Body

-Forest Map Checkers

-Map Checker Movements

-Broken ‘Messages’ App

-Spamton’s Account

-Missing Firework

-Broken Windows

-Red’s Account

-Broken Pipe

-Iron Pipe in Pool

-Spamton and Squidward’s Windows

-Small Hole in Squidward’s Window

-Key in Pipe

-Berry Cake

-Empty Box of Rocks

-Drain in Storage Room

-Magnet in Bathroom

-Squidward’s Account

-Meet-Up Message

-Username Changing

-Unlocked Shrek’s Room

-Knife

-Shrek’s Motive

-Broken Phone

-Bathroom Microchips

-Leafy’s Meet-Up

-Spiked Drink

-False Gundham Message

-Disappearance of Orange Berries

-Trail of Ash

-Rope Marks on Tree

-Red and Green Leaves

-Crater by Cliff

ISLAND TRIAL - ALL RISE!

 

Monokuma: “Welcome one and all to the courtroom! Isn’t it beautiful!”

 

Sans: “eh not really. why is it underground?”

 

Monokuma: “Hey! I thought worms like you loved living in the soil!”

 

Spamton: “I’M AM WORM ; ! WIGGLE [[IgglePiggle]]!

 

Leafy: “Let’s get started, wormy buddies!”

 

Light: “Before we begin, I’d like to clarify something…”

 

Light: “We need to work together in the name of hope. I realised that I’ve made mistakes as a leader and have been unfair to my allies. I hope you can forgive me for these mistakes and we can finally co-operate.”

 

Waluigi: “Are you apologising for being a pathetic leader?”

 

Light: “Heh. I suppose so. We all need to work together in this island trial.”

 

Leafy: “Then let’s begin!”

 

Kirby: “Poyo!”

 

Monokuma: “Before we begin, it’s time for a simple explanation of the island tr”-

 

Squidward: “Cut the nonsense, let’s get to the trial!”

 

Monokuma: “My, my, how disrespectful!”

 

Squidward: “The rules are simple enough right? Vote for the killer and the killer dies. Vote for the innocents and everyone else dies.”

 

Homer: “Wait, everyone else dies if we pick the wrong person?”

 

Squidward: “How did you not realise that Homer? Did you read the rules?”

 

Homer: “No, my phone wasn’t working!”

 

Squidward: “Oh, I thought you were just too stupid to figure out how this all works!”

 

Homer: “Hey! I’m not stupid! To prove it, I’m gonna tell you what happened!”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Squidward’s Account

 

Homer: “Firstly, the killer broke into the ogre’s prison!”

 

Homer: “The only person who had keys was Squidward!”

 

Homer: “So that means the killer is Squidward!”

 

 

Squidward’s Account -> “the killer is Squidward”

 

Steve: “No, that’s wrong!”

 

Homer: “Huh? How is that wrong? I thought I was onto something…”

 

Steve: “Squidward was feeling sick, so he went to bed early in the evening. During this time, someone could have snuck into the room and stole his key.”

 

Homer: “Really? But Squidward could just be lying!”

 

Squidward: “I’m not, you idiot!”

 

Light: “The possibility of Squidward lying is something we have to consider, but we’ve now established it’s possible that the killer could be somebody other than Squidward…”

 

Light: “Next we need to consider the method by which the killer stole Squidward’s key… Assuming the killer isn’t Squidward, naturally.”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-Squidward and Spamton’s Windows

-Broken Pipe

 

Noob: “So someone musta’ broken into Squidward’s room…”

 

Squidward: “And it can’t be me! I wouldn’t just break into my own room…”

 

Red: “Squidward prolly locked his door so they couldnt just walk in”

 

Basil: “D-does that mean they get through by breaking Squidward’s Window?”

 

 

Squidward and Spamton’s Windows -> “breaking Squidward’s Window”

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Basil: “O-oh, I got something right? I wasn’t even there for the main investigation…”

 

Steve: “Nonetheless, it definitely makes sense. Squidward’s window was broken, so it’s likely that the key was obtained by breaking through his window.”

 

Sans: “i mean that’s nice… i just have a minor problem with that idea…”

 

Steve: “Huh? What would that be?”

 

Sans: “it’s just… it seems impossible that the culprit could just stick their hand through the window and take the key…”

 

Light: “Oh, how come?”

 

Sans: “well, since the hotel was a two storey building, they’d have to be tall… like twenty feet tall”

 

Gundham: “Preposterous! That’s impossible without the assistance of a giraffe familiar!”

 

Light: “Well… They wouldn’t need to reach all the way down on the ground floor.”

 

Light: “Show them the evidence, Steve.”

 

Steve: (“Me? Ugh, why did he have to choose me?!”)

 

-Choose evidence-

 

 

-Broken Pipe

 

Steve: “This is it!”

 

Steve: “A piece of the iron pipe was broken. This might have happened because of the killer trying to cross the pipe from one window to another.”

Spamton: “OH MY!! HOW DARK AND [[Darkner]]…”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed… This leaves us with only a limited number of suspects though, doesn’t it?”

 

Light: “Assuming that the killer was the one who crossed the pipe, of course…”

 

Leafy: “So that leaves only Basil, Red, Kirby, Spamton and Squidward!”

 

Leafy: “I can’t believe any of you could do it!”

 

Trainer Red: “Assuming it’s not Squidward, that leaves only four of us…”

 

Homer: “Hehe. Glad I’m not on that list!”

 

Light: “Though we have to consider Gundham too, as he slept in the forest.”

 

Gundham: “Dare you accuse me of such a thing? How foolish...”

 

Waluigi: “…”

 

Waluigi: “Hold on! I just realised something!”

 

Waluigi: “It’s not actually possible that the killer coulda entered Squidward’s room!”

 

Steve: “Wait, that can’t be true!”

 

Waluigi: “Let us-a duel with words, Steve! Wahaha!”

 

-Rebuttal Showdown-

 

-Magnet in Bathroom

-Small Hole in Squidward’s Window

 

Waluigi: “Waha… There’s a problem with all this evidence!”

 

Waluigi: “It’s-a pretty obvious when ya’ think of it!”

 

Waluigi: “The size of the hole in Squidward’s Window was negligible!”

 

 

-> Small Hole in Squidward’s Window

 

Steve: “That’s not right! The hole in Squidward’s window is still large enough to fit a key!”

 

Waluigi: “Wahaha… And so what?”

 

Waluigi: “There’s no way a person could fit through there, without a shrink ray!”

 

Waluigi: “The key couldn’t just magically float towards the hole!”

 

 

-> Magnet in Bathroom

 

Steve: “I’m afraid to say that’s exactly the case, Waluigi.”

 

Gundham: “What? The killer must have been a renowned sorcerer!”

 

Steve: “No, not exactly, but Basil found a magnet in the bathroom…”

 

Basil: “I’m glad that came in handy…”

 

Steve: “The magnet could’ve been used to pull the key out from even a small hole, assuming Squidward left it by his bedside…”

 

Squidward: “Which I did by the way, unfortunately…”

 

Waluigi: “Alright, gotcha! It’s beginning to make a bit more sense…”

 

Light: “All right, we still need to discuss when exactly this all took place…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-Map Checker Movements

-Time of Murder

-Red’s Account

 

Homer: “So it musta’ taken place at day, since that’s when the murder happened…”

 

Spamton: “A [[Wifi]] DEDUCTION [[KromerS1mpson!!##]]  !!”

 

 

Red: “Actually guys nighttime makes more sense”

 

Trainer Red: “Since that’s when I heard a crashing noise…”

 

Red: “Hey you stole my line!”

 

 

Red’s Account -> “I heard a crashing noise”

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Steve: “The other Red also heard this crashing, so it had to be true…”

 

Red: “Yep sure did”

 

Trainer Red: “The killer probably expected nobody to be at bed by that point, other than Squidward.”

 

Gandhi: “Whatever was used to break the windows must have been quite loud, then…”

 

Basil: “Surely that would have woken Squidward up then, if it was right next to his room…”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, I think even I would’ve woken up if you could hear it from Red’s room…”

 

Steve: (“No something isn’t right here… They’re definitely making the wrong conclusion…”)

 

-The location of the crashing sound was in…”

-Squidward’s Room

-Another Person’s Room

 

-> Another Person’s Room

 

Steve: “This is it!”

 

Light: “I’m assuming you came to the same conclusion that I did, right Steve?”

 

Light: “The source of the crash was not Squidward’s room, but someone else’s room…”

 

Leafy: “Huh… I guess that makes sense…”

 

Basil: “B-but… This still isn’t lining up!”

 

Steve: “Huh? How come?”

 

Basil: “I-if you don’t mind… I’ll explain it to you…”

 

-Rebuttal Showdown-

-Berry Cake

-Disappearance of Orange Berries

-Small Hole in Squidward’s Window

 

Basil: “The killer must have broken into Squidward’s room from outside… ”

 

Basil: “After all… We actually only heard one crashing noise…”

 

Basil: “Red would’ve heard two crashes if two windows were broken..!”

 

 

-> Small Hole in Squidward’s Window

 

Steve: “We’ve already established that the hole in Squidward’s window was smaller.”

 

Basi: “Right… But that’s not enough…”

 

Basil: “Squidward wouldn’t have been deep enough into sleep to not wake up to a loud crash…”

 

Basil: “T-there’s just no way Squidward wouldn’t have woken up…”

 

 

-> Berry Cake

 

Steve: “The unfinished berry cake we found in the kitchen proves that statement to be wrong…”

 

Basil: “A… Berry cake… really?”

 

Basil: “I-I’m sorry but… I just don’t see how that proves anything…”

 

Basil: “I-I ate the berry cake and it’s not like it knocked me out or anything…”

 

 

-> Disappearance of Orange Berries

 

Steve: “Yes, but we have to consider that either Squidward or Spamton’s cake might’ve been poisoned…”

 

Spamton: “EAHEAHEAH??? POISON ?? I HAD [[Toxic]] MUNCHIES???”

 

Steve: “The orange berries in the forest, which were likely poisonous, had decreased in number…”

 

Basil: “O-okay.. Where does Spamton come into this, though?”

 

Steve: “At one point, Spamton traded his cake with Squidward…”

 

Noob: “W-what? Why would he do that?! That’s suspicious…”

 

Spamton: “YES YES! I SMELT SOME [[SillySauce!]] SO I GAVE MY [[Delicious]] AWAY!! DEPARTING WITH CAKE WAS VERY [[Tragedy]] BUT I GOT SQUIDCAKE AS [[Prize]]! ! !”

 

Squidward: “Are you implying that you knew your cake was poisonous, and gave it away anyway..?”

 

Spamton: “MY NOSES CAN DO MANY THINGS!”

 

Squidward: “…”

 

Squidward: “Can we vote for Spamton already..?”

 

Light: “Although Spamton giving you poisonous cake is rather incriminating, we can’t immediately assume he was the one to kill Shrek…”

 

Sans: “it is lookin’ likely though…”

 

Spamton: “I THINK [[Spamton G. Spamton]] IS MURDER TOO!”

 

Waluigi: “You’re supposed to be arguing with us…”

 

Light: “We’ll worry about Spamton’s distractions later. Let’s figure out what happened after the key was stolen next…”

 

Gandhi: “You’re right. I do not wish to conclude on the killer just yet.”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Time of Murder

-Unlocked Shrek’s Room

-Arm on Beach

 

Noob: “So… First of all, the killer took the keys from squidward.”

 

Kirby: “Poyo!”

 

Gundham: “It is clear that afterwards, the killer released the ogre from its cage…”

 

Red: “Itd make sense that the killer baited Shrek to the beach after that”

 

Homer: “Before the ogre got a chance to eat all our heads!”

 

Waluigi: “Shrek wasn’t a bad guy! I swear!”

 

 

Unlocked Shrek’s Room -> “killer baited Shrek to the beach after that”

 

Steve: “No, that’s wrong!”

 

Red: “Oh rly?”

 

Steve: “Yeah… I actually think Shrek went back to his room after that…”

 

Steve: “After all, Shrek’s room was unlocked…”

 

Red: “Oh alright that makes a bit more sense”

 

Red: “Still I wonder why the killer didnt just kill shrek right off the bat”

 

Spamton: “THIS CRAZY [[Court]] WOULD BE A BIT SILENTER WERE THAT HAPPEN.”

 

Light: “I believe we should look at the current culprits and figure out which one could’ve executed this plan and freed Shrek…”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, now would be a good time…”

 

Noob: “We need to choose between Kirby, Basil, Red and Spamton…”

 

Steve: (“Which one of us freed Shrek? Are we ready to figure that out yet?”)

 

-Select Someone-

Notes:

I thought I'd leave it at that for the chapter! Are you guys coming to the same conclusion that Steve has? Do you think you know the killer, or is the case more complicated than we thought?

Chapter 10: Chapter 1 [H] - Pear-Shaped Paradise

Notes:

Gonna give you guys a long chapter this time! Hope you enjoy it!

~CHAPTER 10 ~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Kirby (Kirby)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

-Monokuma File #1

-Time of Murder

-Blood near arm

-Arm on Beach

-Discarded Body

-Forest Map Checkers

-Map Checker Movements

-Broken ‘Messages’ App

-Spamton’s Account

-Missing Firework

-Broken Windows

-Red’s Account

-Broken Pipe

-Iron Pipe in Pool

-Spamton and Squidward’s Windows

-Small Hole in Squidward’s Window

-Key in Pipe

-Berry Cake

-Empty Box of Rocks

-Drain in Storage Room

-Magnet in Bathroom

-Squidward’s Account

-Meet-Up Message

-Username Changing

-Unlocked Shrek’s Room

-Knife

-Shrek’s Motive

-Broken Phone

-Bathroom Microchips

-Leafy’s Meet-Up

-Spiked Drink

-False Gundham Message

-Disappearance of Orange Berries

-Trail of Ash

-Rope Marks on Tree

-Red and Green Leaves

-Crater by Cliff

 

-Select Someone-

-Kirby?

-Basil?

-Red?

-Spamton?

 

 

 

-> Spamton

 

Steve: (“You’re the only one!”)

 

 

Steve: “The only person who had the abilities to execute this entire plan is you, Spamton!”

 

Leafy: “Spamton’s the killer? But… He couldn’t be!”

 

Spamton: “YOU’RE ACCUSING ME??? LITTLE OLD [[ChumBuddy]] YOU HAVE MADE THE MOST [[PUSATILE!!]] MISTAKE OF YOU [[LittleLife?]]!”

 

Waluigi: “He was just supporting himself being suspicious a minute ago! Now he’s trying to defend himself?”

 

Steve: “When you think about it, Spamton’s the only one who had a means to break into the windows. He was the one with access to the supermarket after all!”

 

Spamton: “AH AH AH!!! BUT BABIL WAS HAVE ACCESS TO [[FESBIBALsqUARE!!]] TO!”

 

Spamton: “IN OTHER WORD (!!!) THERE’S OTHER EXCEPT ME!!!! [[ENTER EMAIL??]] TO ## PROVE POINT!!!”

 

Red: “Wth is he even saying anymore”

 

Noob: “I dunno… J-Just try to prove him wrong, Steve!

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-Missing Firework

-Spamton’s Account

-Map Checker Movements

-Broken Windows

 

Spamton: “SO FIRST OF ALL YOU SAY THAT I DID [[StealyStealy]]?”

 

Spamton: “BUT THE [[Bank]] SHENANIGANS JUST MAKE NON[[Sense]]!”

 

Spamton: “I WOULD NEEDING 2(!!) WEAPON FOR GET [[Big Win!]].”

 

Spamton: “BUT I COULDN’T [[Bear Arms!]] BECAUSE OF LEAFIE AND HER LITTLE [[DecapitatableHead]]…”

 

Spamton: “THAT IS MEAN YOUR THEORIE IS NONSENSE!!”

 

Spamton: “I COULD NOT HAVE ; STEAL SHREK’S [[HeartShapedObject]]!”

 

 

 

Map Checker Movements -> “BUT I COULDN’T [[Bear Arms!]] BECAUSE OF LEAFIE AND HER LITTLE [[DecapitatableHead]]…”

 

Steve: “No that’s wrong!”

 

Steve: “It’s hard to make out what you’re saying, but I think you said something false…”

 

Steve: “Gandhi told me that he often noticed Leafy leaving to visit Basil on the map…”

 

Basil: “…. Yeah… Leafy kept visiting me…”

 

Steve: “During this time, you could’ve gathered any weapons you wish from the supermarket.”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “Spamton! How could you?”

 

Spamton: “I DIDNT LEAFIE! EVERYONE IS TREAT ME . LIKE [[Goblin and Dragon]]! MUCH SAD…”

 

Spamton: “WHAT A sadlittlegoblin I HAVE… SAD LITTLE GOBLIN!!!

 

Waluigi: “This guy! He’s gone craaaaaaaazyy!”

 

Squidward: “Ahem… He’s always been like this…”

 

Spamton: “...”

 

Steve: “Spamton, have you got anything to say for yourself..?”

 

Spamton: “YES YES! MUCH MUCH WORD! LET’SS SEE IF YOU’RE [[BIGSHOT]] SBEVEN!!”

 

-Rebuttal Showdown-

-Knife

-Spamton’s Account

-Spiked Drink

 

Spamton: “SO FORT OF ALL I GOT STUFF FROM [[Super-Market]] YES/NO??”

 

Spamton: “BUT THERE IS PROBLEM IN [[Word]]!”

 

Spamton: “SQUIGWARD COULD SEE ME IN [[Super-Mark]] AND SAY “NO-NO [[Zero Outta Ben]]!””

 

 

-> Spiked Drink

 

Steve: “Squidward couldn’t monitor you for suspicious behaviour because you spiked his drink!”

 

Spamton: “OKAY YES! SQUIGWARD WAS HABING [[SilllyTime!!]],,,, AND SO???”

 

Spamton: “MARKET NORMAL MARKET NORMAL!”

 

Spamton: “MARKET NO COULD HAVE [[KillingTools]]!”

 

 

-> Spamton’s Account

 

Steve: “You literally told me that the supermarket had bombs. A bomb could easily break your window and create a loud crashing noise.”

 

Spamton: “MY MY USING [[Spamton G Spamton]] WORD AGAINST [[Hisself]]!”

 

Spamton: “HOW RUUUDE SBEVEN!! NOT [[Remember To Respect Your Elders]]!”

 

Spamton: “BUT THERE IS STILL PROBLEM! BOMB DOES NOTHAVE (Yes/No?) [[TwoLives]]!”

 

Spamton “I WOULD NEED OTHER TO BREAK SQUIGWARD!!”

 

 

-> Knife

 

Steve: “Any old kitchen knife could’ve made the small dent on Squidward’s window…”

 

Steve: “There was even one in Shrek’s room after the murder..!”

 

Basil: “T-there was a knife in Shrek’s room?”

 

Homer: “I thought the ogre could just crush anyone with just his big, meaty hands…”

 

Waluigi: “Huh…”

 

Waluigi: “So, was Shrek planning a murder all along..?”

 

Noob: “..!”

 

Sans: “dang… i thought i could trust him…”

 

Leafy: “So that means Shrek’s knife was the murder weapon referred to in Red’s motive…”

 

Steve: (“N-no.. That can’t be true because…”)

 

-Shrek’s Knife was for Self-Defence.

-The Knife is the Same One Used by Spamton.

-A Knife isn’t’ a Murder Weapon

 

 

-> The Knife is the Same One Used by Spamton

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “I actually believe that this knife was the same one used by Spamton.”

 

Steve: “It just seems too much of a coincidence that a knife was used earlier in the case…”

 

Steve: “Especially when Shrek wouldn’t even gain much of an advantage with a knife, compared to brute force…”

 

Steve: “I believe this may have been planted after the murder to hide what the true hidden weapon was…”

 

Spamton: “BINGO BINGO!!”

 

Waluigi: “Shut it, murderer!”

 

Light: “Good thinking. In that case, I suspect that the hidden weapon was owned by one of the people with broken windows who we haven’t yet discussed…”

 

Noob: “Hey… Why wouldn’t it just be Spamton who had the weapon..?”

 

Light: “Well, we’ve already deduced that the bomb and knife were obtained after the motive was announced, so they wouldn’t count.”

 

Gandhi: “Kirby, Basil or Red… Would any of them have an incentive to carry a weapon?”

 

Gundham: “Could the pink beast even wield one with his bulbous hands?”

 

Red: “I mean he is the Ultimate Godslayer so he can prolly hold weapons”

 

Steve: (“No, I believe I have some evidence that Kirby wouldn’t need a weapon…”)

 

-Choose Evidence-

 

 

-> Shrek’s Motive

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “Kirby wouldn’t even need a weapon because he could just digest his victim!”

Noob: “Wait! WHAT?”

 

Kirby: “Poyoooo….”

 

Steve: “Shrek’s motive revealed that Kirby can actually eat his enemies and inherit their properties, which means that Kirby wouldn’t need a weapon.”

 

Homer: “I wish I could eat my enemies! Donut Boy could make a pretty tasty snack!”

 

Red: “…”

 

Gundham: “Kehehehe… That pink beast truly is more interesting than I thought…”

 

Kirby: “Poy…”

 

Light: “So that means we’re only left with two candidates…”

 

Sans: “maybe it’d help to figure out what the murder weapon is before we kick right into the accusations…”

 

Gundham: “Indeed, the murderer’s reflection might lie within its apparatus of bloodshed.”

 

Sans: “you’re such a walking thesaurus…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-Arm on Beach

-Empty Box of Rocks

-Crater in Cliff

-Rope Marks on Tree

 

Homer: “Maybe the hidden weapon was something like another knife?”

 

Squidward: “That’s unlikely. I don’t think the killer would frame the hidden weapon as a knife, if that were the case…”

 

Leafy: “I mean, what else would be possible to sneak through without anyone noticing..?”

 

Noob: “Maybe it’d be something that looks innocent but could be used for murder…?”

 

Light: “Like a rope, perhaps..?”

 

Gandhi: “Or a hammer…”

 

Spamton: “OR MAYBE EBEN A BOMB!! THOSE ARE [[Cuties]]!”

 

Squidward: “We’ve already established that the bomb was only used after the motives were announced…”

 

Red: “Could the hidden weapon be the fake card monokuma was talkin bout?”

 

 

-> Rope Marks on Tree -> “a rope”

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Light: “Ah, you were thinking the same thing I was, Steve.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, the rope marks on the tree definitely support that the hidden weapon may be a rope.”

 

Trainer Red: “Does that really tell us the hider, though?”

 

Gundham: “It is certainly true that either Red or Basil could’ve had a rope…”

 

Red: “I swear it wasn’t me!”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Basil: “A-a rope….. w-why would I have a rope…?”

 

Homer: “Well who the hell else could have a rope?”

 

Basil: “I-I… I dunno… The killer?”

 

Basil: “It’s just impossible! Impossible!”

 

Trainer Red: “...!”

 

Trainer Red: “Quit it, Basil...”

 

Basil: “..!”

 

Trainer Red sighed as if admitting to something.

 

Trainer Red: “Basil indeed had the rope… He took it from the festival square after his breakdown after Light shouted at him.”

 

Light: “Interesting… Was he planning to murder me..?”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “He told me the rope was used to grow a certain type of flower that only grew on ropes…”

 

Trainer Red: “However….”

 

Sans: “that’s pseudoscience, isn’t it..?”

 

Spamton: “OOOHOOHOO! WE’RE MAKING [[New Wins 1997]] TODAY!!”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Light: “Admit it Basil! You had the rope with the intent of murder!”

 

Noob: “There’s no way Basil would do that!”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “ I’m struggling to believe this…”

 

Basil: “Fine, fine, fine!”

 

Basil: “I had the rope! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

 

Trainer Red: “…!”

 

Basil: “A-and yes! I planned to murder someone! Y-yes I did!”

 

Basil: “I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry!”

 

Light: “Finally, he admits it… You’re the murderer aren’t you, Basil? I had my suspicions from the start…”

 

Trainer Red: “........”

 

Noob: “I don’t believe this!”

 

Noob: “Even if he had the rope, I still think Spamton did it!”

 

Noob: “Let me prove it to you, Steve!”

 

-Rebuttal Showdown-

-Key in Pipe

-Drain in Storage Room

-Time of Murder

-Berry Cake

 

Noob: “Isn’t it obvious that Spamton did it!”

 

Noob: “He’s crazy! He’s nuts! How could it be Basil?”

 

Noob: “Spamton could’ve committed the murder right away!”

 

 

-> Time of Murder

 

Steve: “Spamton stole the keys off Squidward just before 11pm, while Shrek’s murder most likely took place during free time the day after!”

 

Noob: “B-but Basil has been a friend to us the entire time!”

 

Noob: “How would Basil have got the knife and framed Shrek as the weapon-holder?”

 

Noob: “Spamton would’ve left the knife in the storage room, locked!”

 

 

-> Drain in Storage Room

 

Steve: “I know you don’t want to hear this, but Spamton threw the key down the drain in the storage room! He would have been stuck inside if the room was locked!”

 

Steve: “That means anyone could’ve entered the storage room, and took anything Spamton left there, like the magnet or the knife.”

 

Noob: “So somebody just realised the room was unlocked, huh?”

 

Noob: “Then they walked in and took the knife?”

 

Noob: “But I just have one problem with that!”

 

Noob: “We have no evidence that the key was thrown down the drain!”

 

 

-> Key in Pipe

 

Steve: “Actually… We do… The key came out of the broken pipe during the investigation…”

 

Noob: “Ugh…! You guys are just thinking with facts!”

 

Noob: “Feelings are important too! Mine say that Basil couldn’t have done it!”

 

Noob: “Besides, we’re pretty certain Spamton hated Shrek!”

 

 

-> Berry Cake

 

Steve: “Spamton actually gave a berry cake to Shrek. This berry cake wasn’t poisoned, but rather the one he gave to Squidward.”

 

Steve: “I believe he may have bartered for the cake with Squidward to use as a gift for Shrek.”

 

Steve: “It was likely that Spamton actually had no ill intentions towards Shrek at all…”

 

Spamton: “BINGO BINGO! SHREG ONLY DESERVED A [[Hapy Hug]]! INSTEAD YOU MEANINGTONS TURN HIM TO [[GreenStew]]!”

 

Waluigi: “Ah, so Spamton’s confirming our suspicions too…”

 

Leafy: “I knew it wasn’t Spamton! Basil, you were acting strange from the start!”

 

Steve: (“Hmm… That’s an odd reaction for Leafy…”)

 

Basil: “… I-I didn’t do it! I DIDN’T DO IT!!!”

 

Light: “Calm down Basil, we still have a lot to solve before you get executed…”

 

Homer: “Basil’s getting executed???”

 

Light: “Why don’t we start by discussing how the remaining windows were broken..?”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-Broken Windows

-Missing Firework

-Magnet in Bathroom

-Box of Rocks

 

Homer: “Okey dokey! The windows couldn’t be broken by Basil’s bare hands!”

 

Squidward: “Well, obviously. It could be the iron pipe we brought up earlier….”

 

Waluigi: “Nah. You’d have to break out of your own window before you could use that!”

 

Spamton: “AND MY BOMB WAS [[BOOMED]]!!!”

 

Sans: “so what’s left?”

 

Sans: “maybe something from the storage room?”

 

Gandhi: “Perhaps even the festival square…”

 

Gundham: “Or… Something else hidden within the supermarket?”

 

 

Box of Rocks -> “something from the storage room”

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Steve: “Yes, there was a box of rocks in the storage room that was empty when we investigated it…”

 

Sans: “rocks? who would store a box of rocks?”

 

Gundham: “Perhaps these rocks had a powerful elemental affinity…”

 

Squidward: “He means to say they were probably rare gemstones…”

 

Basil: “I-I think you’d notice if I was throwing gemstones everywhere!”

 

Noob: “Yeah, if they weren’t just regular rocks then they would be pretty easy to spot during our investigation!”

 

Steve: (“That tells us something important…”)

 

-What does this tell us?-

-The killer believed the stones were magical.

-The killer went to the rooms with the broken windows to dispose of the rocks.

-The killer was friends with Dwayne the Rock Johnson.

 

 

-> The killer went to the rooms with the broken windows to dispose of the rocks.

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Gandhi: “Steve, it appears you have figured something out…”

 

Sans: “has it got to do with dwayne the rock johnson?”

 

Squidward: “Sans! Now’s not the time for messing!”

 

Steve: “If the rocks were thrown into the windows, they also had to be removed, right?”

 

Homer: “Well, duh…”

 

Steve: “So that means the individual had to enter the rooms of everyone they threw rocks at…”

 

Trainer Red: “Well yes, but it would be easy to cross the pipe…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, but that means the killer’s identity would be exposed to anyone that the rocks were thrown at.”

 

Red: “Thats pretty weird”

 

Basil: “How could I j-just enter Red’s room without him noticing?”

 

Red: “Yeah but if it was me then how could i enter your room without you noticing?”

 

Homer: “This is way too complicated…”

 

Sans: “i agree… let’s sit back and eat cookies, homer…”

 

Leafy: “Ooh! You guys have cookies?!”

 

Squidward: “Everyone! We are in a TRIAL! If we don’t get this right we are going to be executed, so stop acting like morons!”

 

Gandhi: “So we were discussing the rocks, yes?”

 

Light: “Correct, however…”

 

Light: “Before we elaborate on this… We should think about the messages that were sent earlier…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Broken ‘Messages’ App

-Forest Map Checkers

-Map Checker Movements

-Meet-Up Message

-Discarded Body

 

Waluigi: “So the killer arranged Kirby, Basil, Shrek and Red to meet up at the cliff..?”

 

Kirby: “Poyo!”

 

Leafy: “Was there any reason those four were invited?”

 

Basil: “I had the murder weapon! T-they must have stolen it from me, b-but I didn’t go to the cliff, I swear!”

 

Noob: “It seems odd to invite those specific people...”

 

Gundham: “Maybe they were controlled by destiny…”

 

Light: “There’s just one problem with our whole line of thinking…”

 

Light: “If the ‘Messages’ app was shut down, then how could those four even see the message sent by ‘anonymous’..?”

 

Gandhi: “Not only that, but I believe none of these four people were even in their rooms….”

 

Kirby: “Po-poy!”

 

Sans: “yeah… they shoulda’ been enjoyin’ their free time…”

 

Waluigi: “Would that not make their entire arrangement a failure…?”

 

Spamton: “MAYBE THEY DID IT FOR THE [[TrollPoints!]]!”

 

Squidward: “That would imply the killer is Sans…”

 

 

Broken Messages Map -> “the ‘Messages’ app was shut down”

 

Steve: “No that’s wrong!”

 

Light: “H-huh..? What are you saying?!”

 

Light: “Clearly the ‘Messages’ app was disabled at the time of the murder..?”

 

Steve: “Well… Not if the entire murder took place at nighttime.”

 

Waluigi: “How would that be possible?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! You’re just pulling things outta the blue!”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm….”

 

Gandhi: “Actually, I think I see Steve has a point.”

 

Steve: “Yes, and I’ve got other evidence to support this idea.”

 

-Select Two Pieces of Evidence-

 

 

-> Meet-Up Message

-> Map Checker Movements

 

Steve: “First of all, the meet up message says that it took place at 11 o’clock, but there’s no suggestion whether it was in the morning or in the evening.

 

Homer: “So it happened in the night? I was sleepin’ like a baby the whole time?!”

 

Steve: “And secondly, the Map Checker Movements tell us that only one person was at the cliff, and they were at the cliff for the entire day, not just after being called.”

 

Trainer Red: “Can that one person confirm themselves?”

 

Kirby: “Poyooo!”

 

Gundham: “So the pink beast spent the day by the cliff… How interesting…”

 

Steve: “So that means that these messages must have been sent at night…”

 

Leafy: “That really does give the case a different perspective, doesn’t it?”

 

Waluigi: “There’s still one thing I’m curious about…”

 

Waluigi: “Why did the killer shut down the ‘messages’ app but not the ‘map’ app?”

 

Steve: “Well, I might just be guessing, but I think I know where the source of the communication for the Monophones came from…”

 

Steve: (“The piece of evidence… It’s right in front of me…”)

 

-Choose Evidence-

 

 

-> Bathroom Microchips

 

Steve: (“This it it!”)

 

Steve: “The bathroom microchips Basil and Leafy both brought up earlier!”

 

Leafy: “Huh? Those had something to do with the apps?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, and I’m pretty certain of it, now that I think of it. The boys bathroom had a microchip labelled ‘ME’, short for ‘Messages’, while the girls bathroom had a microchip labelled ‘MA’, short for ‘Map’.”

 

Sans: “nice deduction. are you a part time detective or something?”

 

Steve: “No… Not really…”

 

Noob: “But we haven’t figured out how the killer disabled the ‘ME’ microchip..”

 

Steve: (“Oh right… I believe I have something to prove that too…”)

 

-Choose Evidence-

 

 

-> Magnet in Bathroom

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “The killer placed Spamton’s magnet in the bathroom, causing the microchip to stop functioning.”

 

Steve: “The communication went back on shortly after we removed the magnet after all…”

 

Basil: “I-I removed the magnet! Are y-you guys still accusing me???”

 

Light: “You are not off the radar yet, Basil…”

 

Homer: “I dunno what the point of removing the messages was though…”

 

Homer: “The killer was still called anony-mouse…”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha! That’s where you’re wrong!”

 

Squidward: “But he’s always wrong…”

 

Waluigi: “The purpose of blocking out the messages was to hide that the murder took place at night time! Since the connection was removed, nobody could send any messages!”

 

Red: “Thats a pretty smart move”

 

Noob: “Yeah and I don’t think Basil would pull something as cunning as that…”

 

Leafy: “But he’s still our main culprit, right?”

 

Basil: “L-leafy! You should be defending me!”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-False Gundham Message

-Monokuma File #1

-Crater in Cliff

 

Basil: “Aaaaaghhhh….”

 

Basil: “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I had the murder weapon but it wasn’t me! I swear!”

 

Waluigi: “If that’s true, then who is the true culprit?”

 

Homer: “It had to be someone with a smashed window, right?”

 

Spamton: “HOMIE HAS [[MerryJelly]] IDEA; !”

 

Sans: “nah, it was before midnight, so the killer could’ve been anyone, if they left through the main entrance ”

 

Leafy: “Right. I forgot that buildings aren’t locked until midnight.”

 

Noob: “So, we’re all the way back to square one?”

 

Gundham: “How fiendish…”

 

Light: “Heh. There’s just one more refutation to your statement.”

 

Light: “The killer would need a means to actually get up to rooms to remove the rocks, or to steal Basil’s rope…”

 

Light: “The only options are Kirby flying or Basil using his rope… Both of them had broken windows already…”

 

Leafy: “Wow, Light! You must be a genius!”

 

Light: “Oh, don’t take me too seriously, this is hardly even my best deduction.”

 

 

“The killer would need a means to actually get up to rooms” -> “someone with a smashed window”

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Steve: “Based on what Light said, Homer is correct, the culprit has to have been someone with a broken window…”

 

Steve: “After all, they’d need a means to get up to the pipe, and break into the windows.”

 

Steve: “The only people with a natural means of doing so are Basil and Kirby, both of whom already had their windows broken…”

 

Gundham: “Fuhahaha! An excellent deduction! What if the killer however, were to use a jump-boost spell?”

 

Light: “For the sake of having a reasonable trial, we’re going to assume they don’t exist…”

 

Red: “What should we do next? It’s either Kirby Basil or Me”

 

Spamton: “HEY EVERY !!! WE’RE FORGOTTING SOMEONE IMPORTANT!!! ME!!!”

 

Waluigi: “Oh right, Spamton could still be capable of doing all of this..?”

 

Trainer Red: “It’s highly unlikely though.”

 

Red: “He just freed Shrek hed have no reason to kill him…”

 

Light: “Ah, but what if the intention wasn’t to kill Shrek..?”

 

Steve: “It w-wasn’t….”

 

Light: “If I were in a situation like this, I would assume Shrek would go into hiding, rather than right back into his room…”

 

Leafy: “So the killer didn’t expect Shrek to just be there when they broke into Shrek’s room?”

 

Spamton: “SO THEY JUST WENT IN FOR [[SneakyPeek]]????”

 

Light: “No, they definitely had a reason to do it…”

 

Steve: (“Then… Why did the killer break into Shrek’s room..?”)

-To see his motive card

-To see if he had any murder weapons

-To frame him

 

 

-> To see his motive card

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “The killer must’ve broken into Shrek’s room to see what his motive card was…”

 

Kirby: “Poy….”

 

Gundham: “Do we have any evidence of what was written in that prophecy…?”

 

Noob: “Yeah! Steve mentioned Shrek’s motive card earlier! It was that Kirby could eat his enemies and inherit their properties!”

 

Gandhi: “My, my, that is quite morbid…”

 

Squidward: “Hmmm… Do you think the killer did anything with that evidence?”

 

Light: “Actually, I believe it changed their plans entirely. Tell us Steve…”

 

Steve: (“Agh… This is getting too confusing… What is Light referring too…?”)

 

-The killer seeing this evidence…-

-Decided to stop throwing rocks

-Called off the cliff meeting

-Decided to Interrogate Kirby

 

 

-> Decided to Interrogate Kirby

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “Look… This might be a stretch, but, given the strangeness of this motive card, the killer may have suspected Kirby as the mastermind.”

 

Gundham: “Fuhahaha! Kirby as the mastermind! Is it even possible??”

 

Kirby: “Poy…”

 

Waluigi: “This is all-a getting a bit too crazy for me…”

 

Noob: “Me too….”

 

Basil: “Y-yeah I’m starting to get tired of all these weird theories…”

 

Light: “Steve… Looks like it’s just you and me then… Let us discover the killer in the name of justice!”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-Crater in Cliff

-Missing Firework

-Blood near Arm

-Red and Green Leaves

-Iron Pipe near Pool

 

Light: “So, the killer, suspecting Kirby to be the mastermind, took him to the cliff and used Basil’s rope to tie him to a tree!”

 

Light: “Afterwards, the killer interrogated Kirbyto ensure that he was truly the mastermind…”

 

Light : “However, Kirby is quite incomprehensible, so something would be needed for the purpose of interrogation.”

 

Light: “An unusual object next to the tree…”

 

Light: “You understand what I’m referring to, don’t you?”

 

Light: “Ahahaha! I can feel it! We’re so close to exposing the murderer!”

 

 

Red and Green Leaves -> “unusual object”

 

Steve: “I… I agree with that??”

 

Light: “You seem reluctant, how come..?”

 

Steve: “Well, we found a red and green leaf next to the tree, but are they really used for interrogation?”

 

Kirby nodded affirmatively.

 

Steve: “O-oh… I think Kirby agrees we’re onto something…”

 

Light: “Yes, the green leaf indicated ‘yes’, while the red leaf indicated ‘no’. The killer used these to try and deduce whether Kirby was the mastermind.”

 

Kirby nodded again.

 

Light: “If only Kirby had fingers to point at the killer..”

 

Kirby: “Poyyy….”

 

Sans: “man, this case is getting wild. guess i’ll just sit back and watch these buffoons solve everything for me…”

 

Spamton: “DO YOU WANT A [[POPPEDCORN]]? CUZ I DONTT HAVE A [[POPPEDCORN]]…”

 

Waluigi: “Hey… could Kirbo just point in the general direction of the killer?”

 

Kirby was about to move but then…

 

Monokuma: “Nuh-uh uh! That’d be ruining the fun! I wanna let you guys figure the mystery out for yourselves~!”

 

Kirby: “...”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, the killer’s interrogating Kirby, but where does Shrek come into this..?”

 

Light: “Ah, let’s start by going back to when the killer opened Shrek’s room.”

 

Homer: “That’s simple enough for even me to handle!”

 

Squidward: “You just admitted you were stupid…”

 

Homer: “Hey! I’m not stupid!”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-False Gundham Account

-Missing Firework

-Iron Pipe in Pool

-Trail of Ash

-Discarded Body

 

Homer: “So let’s go from the beginning!”

 

Homer: “The killer opens up Shrek’s room, so Shrek is very angry!”

 

Leafy: “Yeah there’s no denying that.”

 

Gundham: “He did not utilise his Monophone after all, so he had no premonition as to what was coming…”

 

Homer: “So after that, Shrek charges at the killer, falling onto the ground!”

 

Homer: “Then the killer uses some kinda weapon to knock him out!”

 

Basil: “S-so what would that weapon be?”

 

Noob: “It couldn’t be the rope, could it..?”

 

Light: “I believe the weapon was hiding in plain sight, it didn’t take long for us to see it.”

 

 

Iron Pipe in Pool -> “uses some kinda weapon”

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Steve: “Homer, I believe a weapon was indeed used to knock Shrek out.”

 

Homer: “See? I ain’t a nuclear fuzzycist for nothin’!”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Light: “That was a rather obvious conclusion…”

 

Trainer Red: “What would that weapon be?”

 

Steve: “It was the iron pipe from earlier.”

 

Leafy: “Oh, ouch. If that was used to beat up Shrek, then wouldn’t it have blood on it?”

 

Gandhi: “Not if the blood diffused when it was thrown into the pool.”

 

Red: “Ah so thats why the killer threw it out in plain sight!”

 

Red: “I knew that was rly sus”

 

Basil: “Even still… This doesn’t really make sense…”

 

Light: “And why would that be?”

 

Basil: “Some blood would still end up on the floor…”

 

Steve: (“Actually, it wouldn’t… I believe I have a reason for this…”)

 

-Choose Evidence-

 

 

-> Broken Pipe

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “The broken pipe caused water to leak onto the floor, so any blood on the floor would’ve been washed away.”

 

Kirby: “Poyaaa..!”

 

Spamton: “THAT WOULD MAKE ANY SHREG EvIDENCE AS [[Soapy!]] AS DUCKIE COVERED IN [[DeadlyAcid]]!”

 

Basil: “But… I’d imagine Shrek would eventually wake up after being knocked out, right?”

 

Light: “Yes that’s right. Hopefully the Ultimate Nuclear Physicist can tell us what happened next.”

 

Light: “…”

 

Light: “I’m referring to you, Homer.”

 

Homer: “Oh, oh, my bad!”

 

Homer: “So Shrek wakes up, and then what happens…?”

 

Homer: “Well, he’s gotta have revenge!”

 

Light: “But he can’t have revenge without a weapon, right?”

 

Homer: “Oh oh! You’re right! Then what is the weapon?”

 

Light: “I believe we have exactly two pieces of evidence that determine what the weapon was. Tell them Steve.”

 

Steve: (“Ugh. Why does he always pick me to do this?”)

 

-Choose Evidence-

 

 

-> Missing Firework

-> Trail of Ash

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “Shrek uses a firework as his weapon. There was a firework missing in the festival square and the trail of ash proves that this was the case.”

 

Spamton: “A FUNWORK??? THAT IS SOUND [[Lightner stew!]]”

 

Basil: “So Shrek must’ve spied on the killer attacking Kirby in the cliff, so he p-picked up a firework?”

 

Light: “Precisely.”

 

Squidward: “So Shrek still needs to light the firework somehow, any suggestions?”

 

Trainer Red: “The firework had a long fuse, so the campfire from our party earlier must have been used to light the firework.”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! It’d be possible to get all the way from the campfire to the cliff in about two minutes, so it must’ve been the firework!”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “Just a problem with that…”

Gandhi: “What would that be?”

 

Trainer Red: “The fire we made was huge, so the fire would spread across the fuse rapidly…”

 

Steve: (“No that’s not true because…”)

 

-The fire had died down by 11pm

-Shrek used another fire

-Shrek used a torch first

 

 

-> The fire had died down by 11pm

 

Steve: “The fire was huge when we first created it at about 7pm, but it would be a whole lot smaller after five hours.”

 

Trainer Red: “Oh… It was stupid of me not to consider that…”

 

Leafy: “So what happens next?”

 

Light: “We can figure this out together, it should be simple enough.”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-Broken ‘Messages’ App

-Crater by Cliff

-Missing Firework

-Discarded Body

 

Noob: “So Shrek’s got his firework, ready to fire away at the killer!”

 

Spamton: “SO SHREG ; HAS [[FireAway!]] AND KILLER IS [[BerryPie]] !”

 

Gundham: “Twere’ the killer turned into a berry pie, this would be an entirely different case…”

 

Waluigi: “If only he won…”

 

Red: “Yeah what messed Shrek up?”

 

Sans: “a firework is a mediocre weapon… it’d be no surprise if he just missed.”

 

Homer: “Even if the ogre missed, he was still pretty strong!”

 

Homer: “So he woulda pushed the killer off the cliff!”

 

 

Crater by Cliff -> “he just missed”

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Sans: “oh? did i say something good?”

 

Steve: “Yes, the crater on the cliff proves that he missed.”

 

Leafy: “So what happened next is pretty obvious huh?”

 

Leafy: “The killer dunks him off the cliff while he’s taken by surprise, while Kirby stands there watching, tied up and unable to help him..”

 

Leafy: “Who would let poor innocent Kirby see such a thing..?”

 

Kirby: “Poooyyy….”

 

Steve: “So… That’s the end of the case…”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Light: “Are you thinking what I’m thinking, Steve?”

 

Light: “I believe the killer can now be deduced by process of elimination.”

 

Steve: (“There’s only one person left who could’ve done this… Isn’t there..?”)

 

-Select Someone-

Notes:

Hmm... Now Steve seems to know who the killer REALLY is.... Does anyone have any ideas?

Chapter 11: Chapter 1 [I] - Pear-Shaped Paradise

Notes:

Sorry this one took a while, I was pretty busy and there was a lot of art, hope you can enjoy anyway! :D

 

As a side note, BFDIA 6 came out today, which is pretty crazy, since it's original release date was meant to be exactly 10 years ago, there must've been a typo or something. (Honestly, I've watched BFDI from the age of 8 and remember when BFDIA 5E released, so it's pretty nostalgic to see something I loved so much as a kid finally continued after 10 years.)

~CHAPTER 11 ~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Kirby (Kirby)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

-Monokuma File #1

-Time of Murder

-Blood near arm

-Arm on Beach

-Discarded Body

-Forest Map Checkers

-Map Checker Movements

-Broken ‘Messages’ App

-Spamton’s Account

-Missing Firework

-Broken Windows

-Red’s Account

-Broken Pipe

-Iron Pipe in Pool

-Spamton and Squidward’s Windows

-Small Hole in Squidward’s Window

-Key in Pipe

-Berry Cake

-Empty Box of Rocks

-Drain in Storage Room

-Magnet in Bathroom

-Squidward’s Account

-Meet-Up Message

-Username Changing

-Unlocked Shrek’s Room

-Knife

-Shrek’s Motive

-Broken Phone

-Bathroom Microchips

-Leafy’s Meet-Up

-Spiked Drink

-False Gundham Message

-Disappearance of Orange Berries

-Trail of Ash

-Rope Marks on Tree

-Red and Green Leaves

-Crater by Cliff

 

 

Light: “I believe the killer can now be deduced by process of elimination.”

 

Steve: (“There’s only one person left who could’ve done this… Isn’t there..?”)

 

-Select Someone-

 

 

-> Red

 

Steve: “To figure out the killer, we need to use process of elimination, as Light said.”

 

Steve: “First, we need to consider that the killer had the ability to enter Basil and Shrek’s rooms, so they must’ve had some way to climb onto the pipe that went across the windows.”

 

Steve: “Kirby and Basil were both able to do this, Basil through his rope and Kirby through flight, however, both of them already had their windows broken, and we’ve already deduced why that was the case.”

 

Steve: “That leaves three possible suspects: Red or Spamton.”

 

Steve: “Given that Spamton literally freed Shrek, I’d see no reason for him to invade his room and take his card, so that only leaves…”

 

Steve: “Red… You must’ve carried out this whole plan…”

 

Trainer Red: “..!”

 

Trainer Red: “Me?”

 

Steve: “N-no… I mean the other Red…”

 

Red: “…”

 

Red: “What the hell? How’s it supposed to be me? I’ve been helping you this entire time!”

 

Light: “Let’s think about it logically, shall we…”

 

Light: “The killer broke into Basil’s room because it had the rope, Shrek’s because they thought it was a free motive card, and Kirby’s because Kirby was the target…”

 

Light: “But what reason did the killer have to break into Red’s room?”

 

Red: “Guys… I get it, I’m sus! However, that does not mean I carried out any of this messed up nonsense!”

 

Red: “And the reason for that is that both rooms show ‘Red’ on the map!”

 

Red: “Which means it was the other Red who had the room with the broken window!”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Basil: “Did he r-really do it…?”

 

A terrified look appeared on Basil’s face.

 

Basil: “I-I thought I could trust you…”

 

Trainer Red: “That’s wrong!”

 

Trainer Red: “My room didn’t even have a window!”

 

Red: “No… Mine was the one without a window!”

 

Red: “I was also the one to write that message saying ‘shut up!’ at anonymous!”

 

Red: “And that anonymous was obviously you!”

 

Trainer Red: “… That’s….”

 

Squidward: "Stop arguing like children! We're in a court here, barnacle heads!"

 

Red: "Its his fault!"

 

Trainer Red: "It's his fault."

 

Light: “My, we’re having quite the argument, aren’t we..?”

 

Light: “Well, one of you is a murderer and is going to have to pay…”

 

Red: “It’s not me! He’s the impostor!”

 

Trainer Red: “It’s not me. He’s the liar…”

 

Steve: (“Ugh… It looks like we’re getting nowhere… I have to figure out which Red did this…”)

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-False Gundham Message

-Broken Phone

-Meet-Up Message

-Forest Map Checkers

-Monokuma File #1

 

Red: “I’m clearly not the impostor!”

 

Trainer Red: “That’s where you’re wrong…”

 

Trainer Red: “Although you wrote the “shut up” message, you could’ve used a second phone for ‘anonymous’.”

 

Squidward: “That’s right! You could’ve stolen Homer’s phone while he was still drunk and asleep!”

 

Homer: “I was drunk and asleep?”

 

Squidward: “Remember? Just before the forest meet-up..?”

 

Light: “We are getting so close to finding the killer! I can see it!”

 

 

Broken Phone -> “stolen Homer’s Phone”

 

Steve: “No, that’s wrong!”

 

Steve: “You’ve just made a fatal mistake, Trainer Red…”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “Why are you suspecting me? We’ve got this all wrong!”

 

Steve: “It’s just that Homer’s phone couldn’t be used… His phone has been broken ever since the start after all!”

 

*Flashback

 

Homer: “Hey guys, I’m finally-”

 

Monokuma flung a Monophone right onto Homer’s face.

 

Homer: “Doh!”

 

The Monophone cracked as it hit the ground.

 

*

 

Steve: “I believe Homer’s phone was broken from that point on. Homer never joined the ‘Messages’ app after all…”

 

Gundham: “Ah, I see…”

 

Trainer Red: “…!”

 

Red: “Gotcha now, sucker!”

 

Basil: “D-do you really think he’d carry out this plan..?”

 

Leafy: “I can’t believe it either!”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “It severely hurts me to know that you did this…”

 

Gandhi: “If you’re willing to tell us the truth of exactly what happened, please do so…”

 

Trainer Red: “….”

 

Trainer Red: “……..”

 

Trainer Red: “Tell you the truth? I’ll tell you exactly what happened!”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-Blood near Arm

-Discarded Body

 

 

Trainer Red: “I WAS WAITING IN MY ROOM THE ENTIRE TIME!”

 

Trainer Red: “I WAS NEVER EVEN CONSIDERING A MURDER!!”

 

Waluigi: “W-whoa! What happened to the quiet kid??”

 

Trainer Red: “THE KILLER USED SOMEBODY ELSE’S PHONE! MAYBE SHREK OR GUNDHAM’S…”

 

Gundham: “Hmph…”

 

Gundham: “Noob.. I have a question to ask you…”

 

Gundham: “Did you hijack my reputation as Supreme Overlord of Ice by imitating me on the Monophone?”

 

Noob: “Err… No, not that I think…”

 

Gundham: “Then the only one to give that measly imitation must have been the killer!

 

 

“the only one to give that measly imitation must have been the killer” -> “SHREK OR GUNDHAM”

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Trainer Red: “Oh thank you….”

 

Trainer Red: “Someone finally believes me…”

 

Steve: “Yes, but not in the way you might expect… The killer used Gundham’s phone… And then signed in pretending to be Gundham…”

 

Sans: “that sounds pretty pointless…”

 

Gundham: “Fuhahaha! What futility!”

 

Steve: “I guess the killer must’ve wanted to make it look as if Gundham’s phone wasn’t an option…”

 

Noob: “Weird… But then did the killer change Gundham’s username to ‘anonymous’?”

 

Steve: (“No that’s not true because….”)

 

-Choose Evidence-

 

 

-> Username Changing

 

Steve: “The killer actually couldn’t change Gundham’s username due to the fact that you could only change username once per day, and Gundham’s username had been chosen as ‘TheDarkLord’ on the same day..”

 

Light: “Furthermore, anonymous joined as a new user, meaning that a new phone had to be used…”

 

Basil: “Wait! That means the person whose phone was logged in as ‘Anonymous’ was actually…”

 

-Select Someone-

 

 

-> Shrek

 

Steve: “It must have been Shrek’s phone. He always refused to use his phone, even until the last moment…”

 

Steve: “If ‘Anonymous’ was logged in as a new user, then ‘Anonymous’ could only have been Shrek’s phone.”

 

Steve: “I remember Shrek mentioning that he just left his phone in his room when he was jailed, after all.”

 

Light: “An excellent deduction. I had figured the same thing myself…”

 

Trainer Red: “That means that we’re back to square one though aren’t we..?”

 

Trainer Red: “The killer could’ve been either of the Reds, huh?”

 

Red: “…”

 

Red: “Dang guess youre right”

 

Red: “Still im not the killer i swear”

 

Trainer Red: “And I swear too…”

 

Light: “I think I’ve figured out exactly which one of you two did it…”

 

Light: “Why don’t you tell them Steve. Your alibi allowed us to figure it out after all.”

 

Steve: (“The only one who could’ve done it…”)

 

Steve: (“It’d have to be the one who had the ability to poison the berries, and the one who had a chance to steal Gundham’s phone.”)

 

Steve: (“That person is…”)

 

-Select Someone-

 

 

-> Red

 

Steve: “Red, the Ultimate Astronaut, you are the killer!”

 

Red: “Nah”

 

Steve: “Is that really how you’re responding?”

 

Red: “Yeah cuz ya got it mixed up”

 

Light: “Hmph…”

 

Light: “Don’t let his laid back attitude fool you, Steven!”

 

Waluigi: “I’m just confused..? Why would it be him and not the other Red..?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah the other Red was shouting really loudly earlier…”

 

Basil: “I-it’s not Trainer Red!!”

 

Spamton: “YES INDEEDY! TRAINER RED IS [[GoogyBread!]]!!”

 

Sans: “i thought we were finally coming to a conclusion…”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, why’re we so split on this..?”

 

Monokuma: “Ohoho! Looks like we’ve got a split opinion! It’s time for a scrum debate!”

 

Squidward: “D-did I do something… Dang it…”

 

-Split Opinion-

 

Astronaut Red is the killer

Steve - rope

Light - forest

Basil - personality

Spamton - steal

Trainer Red - motive

Gandhi - chance

Sans - berries

 

Trainer Red is the killer

Noob

Leafy

Waluigi

Gundham

Homer

Red

Squidward

 

-START-

 

Homer: “I thought Red had no chance to leave Steve…”

 

Gandhi: “Red had a good chance to leave Steve. He left fifteen minutes early…”

 

Gundham: “There’s no way Red could steal my device from my cursed hands!”

 

Spamton: “YES! UR HAND IS [[CURSED]] BUT ACTUALLY HE [[steal]] FROM NOOBERB HAND, WHO WAS [[playMobile!]]!”

 

Squidward: “I don’t think Red could’ve got those berries in just fifteen minutes…”

 

Sans: “not quite squiddy pie… he only needed enough berries to poison one cake so he could easily carry them in one batch…”

 

Waluigi: “How do we know that Red had a motive to kill..?”

 

Trainer Red: “His motive may have been connected to his care for his spaceship. He was an astronaut after all.”

 

Leafy: “But I just don’t think Red had the personality to kill someone!”

 

Basil: “Sorry if this sounds presumptuous… But I think he was quite a daredevil… Someone with that kind of personality might take the risk of murder to save his friends…”

 

Noob: “I don’t think Red could take Basil’s rope without being seen…”

 

Steve: “Unfortunately, I don’t think Basil could’ve seen Red take his rope as he was a lot shorter than the other islanders.”

 

Red: “Everyone had gone to the forest, so naturally, there’s no proof that I’m the killer!”

 

Light: “We were all forced to remain in one group in the forest, so I believe you’re the only legitimate candidate for the killer…”

 

-Astronaut Red is the Killer-

 

Everyone: “This is our answer!”

 

Red: “….”

 

Red: “……”

 

Trainer Red: “Who’s the silent one now..?”

 

Red: “Ehehehe….”

 

Red: “Ya’ wanna know somethin’?”

 

Leafy: “…? Yeah, what is it?”

 

Red: “I did this… This whole thing…”

 

Leafy: “What? You’re admitting you did it?”

 

Leafy: “I thought we were besties, Red, why would you kill someone?”

 

Red: “Besties, nah…”

 

Red: “None of us are besties, Leafy…”

 

Red: “I'm justa' sick psycho who couldn’t help but want to get outta here…”

 

Red: “What if somethin’ bad happened to my ship? What if an impostor took over…?”

 

Red: “My crew couldn’t save ‘emselves, so I had to’ take it into my own hands… Even if it meant sacrificing’ you guys…”

 

Light: “That’s no excuse Red… You’re still a murderer!”

 

Red: “Actually, I ain’t. That’s the funny thing’…”

 

Kirby: “Poyo…?”

 

Red: “Here, let me show ya’ what happened…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-Monokuma File#1

-Arm on Beach

-Discarded Body

-Blood Near Arm

 

Red: “So I threw the ogre off the cliff, yeah?”

 

Red: “But after that, I dragged Kirby along with me on the way back…”

 

Red: “I was startin’ to have regrets and stuff… Felt terrible havin’ killed Shrek…”

 

Basil: “T-that’s understandable….”

 

Red: “D-don’t look at me like that… I don’t want ya’ feelin’ sorry for me…”

 

Red: “Anyway… Some time after Shrek is pushed, we head back, and find the beach…”

 

Red: “But then I see Shrek washed up on the beach, barely alive…”

 

Noob: “O-oh God… Was he gonna die..?”

 

Red: “Yep pretty much. I didn’t wanna risk execution. I’m a daredevil, but I ain’t goin’ that far…”

 

Red: “So like… Shrek was standin’ there, dyin’…”

 

Red: “So I get someone else to do the dirty work for me, which means I ain’t the killer anymore…”

 

Kirby: “….”

 

Steve: (“Now that Red’s chill attitude has died down, his voice has definitely changed… He sounds almost remorseful…”)

 

 

Blood Near Arm -> “someone else”

 

Steve: “I agree with that…”

 

Noob: "Wh-whaddya mean..?"

 

Steve: ("Do... Do I really have to say it... This is a truth that I don't want to say...")

 

Light: "Ah, what Steve's simply trying to say is that..."

 

 

 

 

 

Light: "Kirby ate the body."

 

Everyone stood there in silence, equally in confusion and acceptance. For a moment nothing lingered in the air but despair of the confirmation that Kirby, the Ultimate Godslayer, was in fact the killer.

 

Basil: “He… Ate the body?”

 

Squidward: “Disgusting….”

 

Kirby: “Poyyyy….”

 

Red: “Get mad at me instead, I made im’ do it.”

 

Kirby: “Po-poy!”

 

Light: “Red…. You are a disgusting person….”

 

Red: “Never denied that, hehe….”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Noob: “Steve… You seemed pretty certain about your answer…. Any reason for that…?”

 

Noob: “I-It’s not true after all! It’s definitely not true!”

 

Steve: “There’s just…. A rather large amount of evidence…”

 

Steve: “Red’s account has to be true since there was blood on Shrek’s arm…”

 

Gundham: “And if Shrek had splintered into fragments on collision with the sea… The blood would’ve been washed away at sea…”

 

Gandhi: “That means the finishing blow had to take place on the beach…”

 

Kirby: “Poyyyy….”

 

Gandhi: “Kirby… Just why? You didn’t need to do any of that… You didn’t need to obey Red..!”

 

Red: “Eheheheheh…..”

 

Red: “I had im’ tied up. Didn’t give im’ much choice…”

 

Kirby shook his head angrily.

 

Red: “Plus he saw Shrek in a whole lotta pain… It’s pretty messed up for him, ya’ know?”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah…. I didn’t think this was the conclusion we’d get from this mystery!”

 

Sans: “red… that’s really messed up…”

 

Sans: “I hope you can admit that…”

 

Red: “...”

 

Sans gave Red a death stare. Perhaps Red was guilty, but Steve couldn’t even tell behind the visor.

 

Red: “Yeah… I’m a messed up guy, ya’ know… I-I just did it for the hell of it…”

 

Red: “Unlike some psychos, I’m not even gonna try to justify myself… Ehehehe…”

 

Leafy: “I have one last question! I think it’s proof that Red’s actually lying!”

 

Red: “...?!”

 

Steve: “Huh?”

 

Leafy: “Red is lying, because Kirby would’ve eaten the whole body!”

 

Steve: (“Huh? Maybe Leafy has a point… Is there anything I can do to affirm or deny that..?”)

 

Steve: (“I-I need to think about this… There’s definitely something wrong with Red….”)

-Choose Evidence-

 

 

-> Shrek’s Motive

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “I… hate to admit it… but…”

 

Steve: “Kirby couldn’t have swallowed Shrek whole, because otherwise he would have inherited some properties from Shrek… That would reveal himself as the culprit…”

 

Noob: “T-that’s not true..!”

 

Light: “Have you got any proof for that…”

 

Noob: “N-no…”

 

Kirby: “Poy…”

 

Leafy: “So Kirby really did it?”

 

Slowly, Kirby began to nod

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gundham: “I….”

 

Gundham: “I cannot believe that the pink beast is the killer. I didn’t… I-I thought I could trust the pink beast…”

 

Red: “Well…. Like it or not, it’s your answer… I’m too much of a nuisance to let it just be me…”

 

Red: “Honestly, I’m sorry guys…. I shouldn’a made this whole mess…”

 

Light: “You can’t really forgive yourself for this Red.”

 

Light: “You plan out a murder, and have a mostly innocent individual die in your stead. That is vile, incredibly vile…”

 

Red: “Yeah, s’true… I am sorta the bad guy… I-I shouldn’t try to justify myself…”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Hey, let’s make sure nobody else gets murdered, huh?”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, this should never happen again!”

 

Spamton: “AWWW!!! WHAT [[CuteEnding]]!”

 

Monokuma: “Cute??? Puh! I vomit at the sight of cuteness! I say it’s time we end all this meaningless meandering and start closing everything up!”

 

-CLOSING ARGUMENT!-

Steve: "The case started out after the party we had in the forest. Spamton had the idea to free Shrek, however and give him a free-"

 

Spamton: "[FIRST TRY CUSTOMIR SPECIL]!!! BUT THE SPECIL CANNOT BE POISONED!"

 

Steve: "Yeah... That... Spamton wanted to give Shrek a cake, but realised his was poisoned, so he traded cakes with Squidward, who he wanted to make sick in order to steal his key. Once Squidward was sick, Spamton got a bomb that he snuck into his room while Leafy was having a meet-up with Basil. Using the bomb, he blew up his own window, and crossed the iron pipe to access Squidward's window. Using a standard kitchen knife-"

 

Spamton: "THAT KITCHEN KNIFE WAS [NO STANDARD]!!! THAT WAS [[SPECIL SPAMTON]] KITCHEN KNIFE!!! WHAT A [[SWEETDEA1!!!]]"

 

Squidward: "Shut up for five seconds Spamton."

 

Steve: "Anyway, using his Spamton Special kitchen knife-"

 

Spamton: "'[[SPECIL SPAMTON]] KITCHEN KNIFE!! GET IT [copy]RIGHT OR ELSE YOU'RE TALKING A ABOUT THOSE [[SHADYAllyKNOCKOFFS!!]]"

 

Steve: "Yeah, ok, well, anyway, Spamton cut a small hole in the window and used a magnet to attract Squidward's key towards him. Squidward was put to sleep by Spamton's poisonous cake and, as a result, did not wake up due to the crashing sound of the bomb."

 

Spamton: "AND AFTER HAVING GOT THE [SLIME]  KEY!! I USED IT TO UNLEASH THE GREAT [SHROK] FROM HIS [[cryingcage]]!!! I WAS REALLY IN IT FOR THE [FREEDOM]!!!!"

 

Light: "Unfortunately, your desire for freedom led to Shrek's death."

 

Spamton: "WELL HEY!!! IN MY [[COOLSHADES]]  THAT'S A DEAL!!! BECAUSE the sweet release of death IS MUCH MORE [[FREE]] THAN A LITTLE [gnome]CAGE!"

 

Sans: "this guy is pretty messed up..."

 

 

Steve: "Alright, so having freed Shrek, Shrek just kind of shrugs it off and goes to his room. Red expected Shrek to go into hiding, but he probably didn't, because shortly afterwards, Spamton dropped the key in the drain, which meant nobody could lock up the storage room again. Red had noticed that the door was just left open, and went inside. After searching through the storage room, he found a box of rocks, which let him devise a plan to break into Shrek's room, and find his motive card, however, in order to do this, Red would have to break his own window first."

 

Steve: "After breaking Shrek's window, Red found Shrek, who probably reacted aggressively to Red breaking into his room, and he had to react. He did this by using a broken off piece of pipe, which was probably broken off by Shrek's weight, against Shrek himself. He bashed Shrek with the pipe, which knocked him down onto the ground. Normally, this would've made blood, but since the pipe was broken off, water was leaking onto the floor, which washed off the blood.

 

Steve: "After this, Red went inside Shrek's room and found his motive card. It told him that the killer was capable of inhaling people and copying their abilities. This freaked him out, and caused him to suspect the killer as the mastermind. He responded to this by making a plan to interrogate Kirby, without letting anyone else know."

 

Steve: "His first step was to break into Basil's room and take his rope. I'm not exactly sure as to how, but Red had somehow deduced that Basil had a weapon. Either way, due to Red's small height, he was able to break into Basil's room without being noticed."

 

 

Steve: "In order to make the interrogation look like a normal meet-up, he logged in as a new anonymous user on Shrek's phone and told everyone to whose windows were broken to meet-up at the cliffside. He must've expected the killer to agree to this due to their brave personality, but Basil rejected it due to his timidness. In order to make himself not look involved in the interrogation process, Red typed a message on his own Monophone saying that it was a trap. During the fifteen minutes when Red had left early, he also managed to take Gundham's Monophone from Noob and logged in with it as Gundham to make it look as if Gundham's phone couldn't be used. This was all done in order to make Red look in the clear for committing the murder."

Steve: "Red tried to interrogate the killer by tying them to a tree, and placing red and green leaves next to their feet, as a way of saying yes or no while still tied up. Since the killer still couldn't easily communicate, Red was not making much progress, so soon enough, Shrek had woken up before the interrogation process had even finished."

 

Steve: "Shrek, having been knocked out and having his room robbed, would of course have been suspicious of Red, so he prepared himself to make sure he wouldn't end up getting knocked out or killed. Shrek used a firework to try and fight Red, which he lit up using the campfire, which due to its size, was still burning from earlier. However, the firework only had a fuse that would last a minute or two, which meant that Shrek would have to find Red's location in couple minutes, which would be difficult without a Monophone."

 

 

Steve: "Eventually, Shrek had managed to find Red by the cliffside, but the fuse most likely ran out almost immediately once he found him, which meant that the firework went off and missed Red, creating a small crater in the cliffs instead. This gave Red a chance to retaliate while he was still disarmed, and he used the iron pipe from earlier to knock Shrek into the water. After this, he pulled the killer away and started heading back, however, he found Shrek washed up at the beach. He was still alive, but he was most likely dying. this caused Red to have second thoughts, and instead of finishing Shrek himself, he made the killer, who was still tied up, to do it instead, changing the killer.

 

 

Steve: "Since the killer would end up gaining the abilities of Shrek, had they fully digested him, they left his arm behind to prevent that from happening. To prevent the case from being easily solved, Red decided to place a magnet next the microchips in the boys bathroom, which disabled the messages app. This made it look as if the messages were sent at morning instead of night, which muddled up several elements of the case."

 

Steve: "However, Red was ultimately not the one to commit the final blow.... Which means the killer is you, Kirby, the Ultimate Godslayer..."

 

Kirby: "P-poy...."

 

Monokuma: “Aaaand, that’s a wrap! Now let’s get ready fooooor voting time~!

 

Monokuma: “Will you choose the blackened, or will you pick the wrong one? It’s time to find out, puhuhu!”

 

Kirby: “...”

 

-VOTING TIME-

 

-14 Votes for Kirby

-1 Vote for Red

 

Monokuma: “Congratulations! You all picked the blackened correctly! Kirby was in fact the killer of Shrek, the Ultimate Internet Sensation!”

 

Noob: "No..! That's not possible..!"

 

 

Kirby: “Poy…..”

 

Noob: “Kirby… I just can’t believe it….”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, this is really messed up, Red! I really thought we were friends!”

 

Kirby began to smile and walk off as he waved goodbye.

 

Red: “Look, Leafy, if you were in my situation, ,maybe ya’ woulda done it too...”

 

Red: “Let’s admit it, nobody wants to die. People are just willin’ to do terrible things to survive…”

 

Red: “Right now, Kirby’s smilin’, but really, I don’t think he wants ta’ die either. Bet’ he’s real mad at me for makin’ him the killer.”

 

Monokuma: “Ohoho! That’s right Red! Kirby doesn’t want to die, but that’ll only make his execution even more fun!”

 

Basil: “D-don’t you dare!”

 

Kirby: “…”

 

Before being sent away, Kirby hugged Red. Everyone was surprised at the gesture, yet Kirby still continued to hug him. Steve was surprised at how Kirby was able to give Red a forgiving hug in his last few moments. They were moments that revealed Kirby as a hero, and yet, Red only acted cold and distant, ignoring Kirby's gesture of forgiveness.

 

Red: “Ugh… Get away from me, ya’ stupid pink blob! I’m the reason you’re gonna die….”

 

Red: “J-just… Go away...”

 

Monokuma: “Let’s give it everything we’ve got, it’s punishment time!”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “I’m sorry…”

 

-KIRBY HAS BEEN FOUND GUILTY. KIRBY WILL BE EXECUTED-

Everyone watched as Kirby was dragged away by a strange metal machine. He was taken to some kind of stadium with Greek podiums and he struggled and struggled, trying to break free.

Suddenly, a giant Monokuma with an angel halo emerged from the ground, and gave a terrible chuckle as he saw Kirby continue to struggle.

The giant Monokuma lifted one of its steely arms and brought it closer and closer to Kirby, while he continued to struggle, as if unable to accept what was about the come to him.

The mechanical arm just continued to get closer and closer and-

It hit Kirby right over the head, completely smashing the life out of him. In less than a second, all the desperate, struggling life was sucked out of Kirby by the fists of this cruel bear.

Everyone looked at what had happened to Kirby.  The happy, friendly blob, who was able to forgive anyone, lay, dead on the floor, with not a trace of life inside him. It felt cold and heartless. There was no justice in this. Monokuma's punishment had made Kirby stone dead.

 

Homer: “...."

 

Gandhi: "..."

 

Squidward: “Oh God... You can't just do that to Kirby! You hear me?! YOU CAN'T JUST DO THIS!"

 

Basil: "Aaaagghhhh! Aggghhh...."

 

Noob: "Aaaaaaaghhh!!! AAAAAAGGHHHHH!!!"

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu! Exciting, wasn’t it?”

 

Light: “You… You can’t just do something like this… Red should’ve been executed instead!”

 

Red: "Heh...

 

Red: “He's right, ya’ know… It really should’ve been me…

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “But I sure as hell glad it ain’t, ehehehehe...”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Y-you filthy degenerate! You should feel guilty that an almost innocent individual died in your place!"

 

Monokuma: “All this arguing is getting soooooo exciting~! Isn’t it just fun to see a murderer getting killed!”

 

Just then, Noob grabbed Monokuma’s throat.

 

Noob: “Don’t you ever try that again…”

 

Monokuma: “Oho? Is someone leaving a bad review on my punishment?”

 

Noob: “Monokuma! You should die for this! You just killed our friend! You can’t just do that!”

 

Monokuma: “Ahaha! But you know the rules and so do I!”

 

Sans: “don’t you dare slander rick astley’s name like that…!”

 

Suddenly, everyone leapt at Monokuma, punching and beating him, trying to take him down. One by one Monokuma shoved them off, grabbing onto them and shoving them off. Finally, Monokuma grabbed onto Noob and slung him onto the courtroom wall. That was when-

 

BOOM!

 

The sky went black.

 

-Chapter 1 End-

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed this chapter, there was a few twists and turns, but ultimately, poor Kirby ended up getting executed.

Give any thoughts below and hope you enjoy chapter 2! The cast will soon be exploring a whole new island!

Chapter 12: Chapter 2 [A] - The Walking Red

Notes:

Chapter 2 has now started! :D

This one's a bit more serious than the last, since there's less people and the setting is darker, but there's still comedy of course. Hope you enjoy!

~CHAPTER 12 ~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

-BEGIN-

 

???: “Hey, you awake?”

 

Steve: (Oh God, I must’ve hit my head hard… Where the heck am I?”)

 

Steve opened his eyes to find Noob looking anxiously at him. They seemed to be indoors, in some kind of rusty yellow dormitory. The place smelled of old metal filings and the room around him had a desolate, manufactured atmosphere.

 

Noob: “You must be new here, I’m Nubert by the way, but you can call me Noob!”

 

Steve: “Huh? I know that…”

 

Noob: “Yeah, I’m only messing, Stevie. I think it’s time we figure out what the heck happened…”

 

Light: “We appear to have awoken in a kind of dormitory.”

 

Sans: “yeah, no kiddin’”

 

Waluigi: “We should check our maps. Monokuma mighta brought us somewhere new.”

 

Steve opened his map; it looked like they’d arrived on a new island. It appeared as though they were in one of two buildings called the ‘Desolate Towers’.

 

Leafy: “This island looks like it’s just one huge wasteland!”

 

Leafy: “And it looks like there’s no way back to the old island… ”

 

Gundham: “How unfortunate! This place seems barren and sterile… There are no beasts to be found here…”

 

Basil: “I’m not sure how well flowers will grow in this climate…”

 

Homer: “Monokuma! Can we go back to the old island?”

 

Monokuma popped out of nowhere. Nobody was surprised at this point.

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu! You’re just going to have to get used to your new home! There’s limited food supplies too, so you’re just going to have to ration it out!”

 

Homer: “Doh! How am I going to live with limited food???”

 

Light: “Monokuma, I assume the limited food has to be the new motive, no?”

 

Monokuma: “Nah, I wouldn’t announce the motive already! The motive’s gonna be something completely different.”

 

Gandhi: “Monokuma, this is not fair… With a limited food supply, we will eventually starve…”

 

Monokuma: “When did I say I was fair, old man..? Besides, if you don’t want to starve, you can always resort to killing!”

 

Gandhi: “..!”

 

Even Gandhi looked doubtful for a moment.

 

Gundham: “Monokuma truly is determined to let us kill each other at all costs…”

 

Red: “Looks like there’s gonna be another killin’ after all, ehehe…”

 

Everyone turned to look at him, the one responsible for the death of Shrek and Kirby’s execution. Red, the Ultimate Astronaut.

 

Squidward: “You have no right to say anything right now!”

 

Red: “Well, I’m just another participant, ain’t I? I’m part of’ the group, so ya’ better treat me like one..”

 

Light: “….”

 

Waluigi: “In some ways he’s right, isn’t he..? Red at least deserves rations…”

 

Light: “I guess that’s where our ideals clash, Waluigi…”

 

Homer: “He might be evil, but it would be wrong to starve Donut Boy!”

 

Leafy: “He’s still our friend!”

 

Light: “….”

 

Light: “It’s times like this that we need a strong leader. If you decide to make me leader, I promise to give everyone an equal amount of rations, including that degenerate, in exchange for his imprisonment.”

 

Red: “Imprisonment? How ya’ gonna imprison me?”

 

Light: “Ah, Red, check the map. You’ll notice there’s a room titled ‘prison’.”

 

Red: “God dang. I mean, I guess I had it comin’. I prolly’ should be imprisoned for what I’ve done, heh…”

 

Light: “I’ll go search the other rooms for some pens and paper. Hopefully you’ll have decided whether or not to vote for me as a leader…”

 

Light: “I’ll see you soon.”

 

Light walked down the stairs in search of pens and paper.”

 

Waluigi: “Let’s think about this, guys!”

 

Waluigi: “This guy failed to be leader on the last vote, and now he’s forcing himself on us?”

 

Sans: “yeah, but, now we know the killing game’s serious… we aren’t gonna be voting for ‘ur mom’ anymore…”

 

Spamton: “I STILL AM IN [[Flavour]] OF YOUR MOTHER!”

 

Leafy: “It’s at times like this we need a strong leader. That’s what he said, right?”

 

Squidward: “Plus, I don’t exactly want someone else hogging up the food. I think Light could control that pretty well…”

 

Homer: “Hey! Why’s he looking at me?”

 

Gandhi: “I have serious concerns of what will happen if we give Light too much power…”

 

Gandhi’s ominous words ran through the hallway.

 

Gandhi: “It is for that reason I’m voting against Light as leader.”

 

Steve: “I-I think I have to agree with you…”

 

Gundham: “Indeed. They say that Satan controls his subjects through puppetry… Light Yagami is much the same, I fear…”

 

Noob: “I agree with Gundham! Noobham, allegiance after all!”

 

Gundham: “Kehehehe…”

 

Steve: (“Are they actually gonna call it ‘Noobham allegiance’???”)

 

Squidward: “Guys, it’s pretty obvious you’re all being a bunch of drama queens…”

 

Squidward: “We need to stop treating Light like he’s some kind of communist dictator and instead as someone who’s gonna help keep us alive under these circumstances…”

 

Red: “Heh, Squidward has a fair point. Do you guys wanna die or not?”

 

Red’s words were almost as powerful as Gandhi’s. Who wanted to die out in these lonely, bleak towers? Perhaps letting Light keep them safe was the better option…

 

A few seconds later, Light returned.

 

Light: “I found some paper and pens for voting purposes, but honestly, you might as well all show me your loyalty face to face…”

 

Light: “If you want me as your leader, raise your hand. If you want to starve on the other hand, feel free to keep your hand down.”

 

Steve: (“Ugh…. When he does it like this, I really feel pressured to put my hand up… Though this guy often tries to act like a good guy, his manipulative behaviour always makes it seem like he isn’t…”)

 

Steve began to notice those around him beginning to raise their hands.

 

Squidward raised his first.

 

Red raised his second.

 

Red: “Hey, he’s gonna give me food right? Least that’s something.”

 

Basil third.

 

Leafy fourth.

 

Noob: “…”

 

Noob: “I’m not raising mine until Gundham does! Noobham allegiance until the end!”

 

Light: “Do you want to live, or do you want to starve?”

 

Homer raised his hand fifth.

 

Homer: “I don’t wanna starve!”

 

Sans raised his hand sixth

 

Sans: “honestly, light is such a farthead, but i dunno what i'll do without my ketchup…”

 

Light: “It looks like we’re split. Anyone else or are you all just going to die alone?”

 

Steve finally raised his hand…

 

Steve: (“Ugghh. I feel bad for betraying my actual friends: Gundham, Noob, Waluigi and Gandhi… but at the same time I just really don’t want to end up exposed…”)

 

Light: “Thank you for your cooperation, Steven. I knew I could trust my fellow investigative ally.”

 

Light: “As for the rest of you… Go off to the other tower. Shoo… We have no space for criminals like you.”

 

Gundham: “Hmph… Call me criminal all you want, but….”

 

Gundham: “I’m certain that I’ll never stoop down to your level, fiend!”

 

Light: “Hah… You’re already far below my level…”

 

Light: “Isn’t that right, Ultimate Despair?”

 

Gundham: “Curses! How do you-?”

 

Light: “My motive card told me everything… You were once known as the Ultimate Despair and committed atrocities in the name of causing despair, including setting up your own killing game…”

 

Noob: “Gundham… Is that really true?”

 

Steve: (“Is it…? I thought Gundham was a pretty good guy when you got to know him, but this is too obscure to just make up…”)

 

Gundham: “Lies! It’s all lies! I will never fall for your tomfoolery!”

 

Light: “Alright. Just get out. You too Waluigi. You too Spamton.”

 

Spamton: “OKAY DOKAY [[HaveNiceDay]] WITH [[FreshFun]]!”

 

Waluigi: “Heh. Not like we ever liked you anyway. Wahaha!”

 

Waluigi, Gundham and Noob dashed off while Spamton jumped out the window, only to catch onto the window on the second floor.

 

Light: “Oh, and Red, the prison’s on the other tower too. We need someone to lock him up.”

 

Light: “Do you mind doing the task, Squidward.”

 

Squidward: “Sure, I guess so…”

 

Red: “Just make sure not to lose ya’ keys again,e hehe.”

 

Squidward went off with Red to the prison, leaving only 9 people in the room.

 

Gandhi: “I’ll get going, too. Be careful about your decisions down the line, Light.”

 

Trainer Red; “…”

 

Trainer Red: “I have my reasons not to trust you. Goodbye.”

 

Gandhi and Trainer Red left, leaving just seven.

 

Steve: (“It feels almost depressing seeing everyone I cared about leave us and go to the other side, but I’m going to have to work with Light. He may be rude and manipulative, but I am certain that he does truly want the best for us.”)

 

Basil: “S-so now what’s the plan, e-everyone?”

 

Sans: “i dunno, can we just relax boss?”

 

Steve: “You’re already calling him boss?”

 

Sans: “is that not what you call communist dictators?”

 

Light: “I am no communist dictator. I just believe in justice.”

 

Sans: “yeah sure, buddy.”

 

Light: “If you oppose my ideas, you’re free to join the other side.”

 

Sans: “nah, i like the idea of free food.”

 

Light: “Everyone, let’s begin by gathering food supplies and bringing them to the camera room. The camera room can act as a personal base and also a means of monitoring all of you.”

 

Sans: “big brother is watching…”

 

Light: “Everyone shall now begin the investigation, try to look for any hints that might indicate the mastermind’s identity.”

 

Light: “Steve I expect you to search the data centre, you are the most deductive apart from myself and could find some evidence about the mastermind there.”

 

Steve: “O-okay. Got it.”

 

Just then, Squidward returned, no longer with Red.

 

Squidward: “Hi, I’m back.”

 

Squidward: “Did I miss anything?”

 

Leafy: “Not much. We were just going to start some investigations.”

 

Squidward: “Oh, alright…”

 

Basil: “Y-yeah, if you see any food, give it to Light and he’ll make sure it’s taken care of.”

 

Homer: “But what if you’re hungry..?”

 

Light: “We have to limit our rations, Homer.”

 

Sans: “yeah, don’t be irrational.”

 

Light: “By the way, there’s something I’ve been intending to try out.”

 

Light pressed a red button at the corner of his bed. A loud whirring noise occurred. Upon looking out the window, it appeared the drawbridge between the two towers had lifted.

 

Light: “Great. Now they can’t get to us.”

 

Leafy: “This feels kinda unfair… I can’t talk to all my friends anymore...”

 

Light: “We can’t take any risks. They could murder us at any moment.”

 

Leafy: “Eeep! Are they really friends then..?”

 

Sans: “did you ever think Spamton was really your friend?”

 

Leafy: “Hehe… I guess I’ll admit he’s always been a bit of hindrance.”

 

Light: “Alright everyone, get going. I’ll be seeing you once you finish your investigations.

 

Light’s six henchmen went off to investigate the four other floors in the building for food and evidence.

 

Steve arrived it the data centre. In contrast to the rusty dormitory, it was bright and modern, with neon lights shining on the many computers in the room. Steve immediately took interest in a steel cabinet beside one of the computers.

 

Steve: (“I wonder if there’s anything interesting in here…”)

 

Sixteen folders fell out of the cabinet when Steve tried to open it. Suddenly, the computer nearest the cabinet turned on and displayed some text and a search bar below it.

 

-PLEASE ENTER NAME TO ACCESS FOLDER. FULL NAME REQUIRED.-

 

Steve: (“Sixteen folders. One for each islander, right?”)

 

Steve: (“Okay, let’s try this…”)

 

Steve typed “Steven Oak” onto the computer, then pressed enter.

 

-ACCESS GRANTED. OPENING FOLDER.-

 

Steve looked inside the folder. Inside was an information sheet with a disturbing amount of intel about himself…

 

Steve: (“Some of this is actually pretty insulting.. ‘Easily Pressured’, and ‘Somewhat Isolated’ really aren’t compliments…”)

 

Steve: (“There’s some other people who I also know the full name of… ‘Mohandas Gandhi’, ‘Homer Simpson’, ‘Gundham Tanaka’ and ‘Light Yagami’ are all names that I could enter…”)

 

Steve: (“But… That doesn’t mean I should… I wouldn’t really want to know all their personal information…”)

 

Steve: (“I can’t help but worry that this info could get into the wrong hands, but it also might be important to know if we want to expose the mastermind. Maybe I should ask Light about it, though I’m not sure I can trust him with this info either…”)

 

Steve shut his folder, making anyone need the password to open it again.

 

Steve: (“Better not tell anyone my full name…”)

 

Steve: (“It’d be a whole lot easier if this data didn’t exist. It’s kind of hard to keep everyone’s privacy with this around…”)

 

Steve headed downstairs to find Light in the camera room. He was gazing into some of the ten computers in the room. This room had a similar atmosphere to the data centre, modern and lively.

 

Light: “Oh, hello there, Steve.”

 

Light: “I’m assuming you found something of interest in the data centre, did you?”

 

Steve: (“Should I tell him..? I’m worried that if I don’t and he finds out, then he’d send me to the other tower…”)

 

Steve: “I found some files on the islanders. You need their full name to access them.”

 

Light: “Interesting.”

 

Light began to stare at Steve intensely.

 

Light: “Was there a reason you were hesitant to share this information? Perhaps you aren’t able to trust me?”

 

Steve: “I-I just… They just have an uncomfortable amount of detail…”

 

Light looked away. Steve almost sighed in relief.

 

Light: “Interesting. Monokuma really must have gathered a lot of information about us. For privacy reasons I suggest that you avoid opening my file.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I only opened my own…”

 

Light: “Good, good, leave the files to me. I promise I’ll do the best I can with them.”

 

Steve: “O-okay…”

 

Light: “If you’re worried about me being a threat, please don’t be worried. My only aim is to protect us and expose the mastermind.”

 

Steve: (“I can believe that, he just has a weird way of expressing it…”)

 

Light: “Anyway, the others are checking out the other rooms. I suggest you take a peek at what’s going on there too…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I was planning to…”

 

Light: “Good, I’ll continue to observe the rooms through camera.”

 

Steve: “Can you see all the rooms with that?”

 

Light: “Unfortunately, only all the rooms on the left tower, anything going on in the right tower is unknown…”

 

Steve: “Ok, I’ll get going.”

 

Steve walked downstairs to find Homer and Basil in the surgery room.

 

Homer: “Oh, hey Stevie!”

 

Steve: (“Stevie? That reminds me of Noob… I hope he’s doing alright….”)

 

Homer: “How’s it going? We found a science looking room!”

 

Steve: (“Yeah I can tell. There’s loads of equipment and needles and test tubes all over the place. It’s definitely quite interesting. It does feel a bit lifeless and sterile though…”)

 

Basil: “Some of the technology used here is actually incredible.”

 

Basil: “The remedies have some effects that are beyond what we have in my hometown…”

 

Homer: “Wow… I didn’t know the stupid bear was a scientist…”

 

Basil: “I-it’s quite possible that the mastermind is… Especially given how advanced this stuff is.”

 

Homer: “Hey, I’m also a scientist, but that doesn’t mean I’m the mastermind!”

 

Steve: “I think we know you’re not the mastermind, Homer.”

 

Homer: “Finally, someone gets it!”

 

Basil: “There’s an x-ray here, too. Hopefully Homer knows a bit about radiology, given he is the Ultimate Nuclear Physicist.”

 

Homer: “What’s radio-logy? Is it some kinda musical channel?”

 

Basil: “N-Nevermind…”

 

Steve: “Did you guys find any food here, by the way?”

 

Homer: “Food? I wish! Do doctors not eat or something?”

 

Basil: “They can’t while doing an operation! There’s probably none to sustain a peaceful environment…”

 

Steve: “Okay, hopefully there’s food in the teleportation room…. Otherwise, we’ve got nothing to eat…”

 

Basil: “Okay…”

 

Basil: “C-can we discuss something this evening, Steve, maybe in private?”

 

Steve: “Oh sure.”

 

Homer: “Can I join?”

 

Steve: “Do you know what ‘in private’ means?”

 

Homer: “Oh, yeah, I remember now!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: (“How did this guy end up as Ultimate Nuclear Physicist..?”)

 

Steve: “Alright. I’ll get going now.”

 

Steve went down to the bottom floor, the teleportation room. There he met Sans messing with the machines, as well as Leafy cheering him on and Squidward sighing in agony. The teleportation room had a similar design to the surgery room; highly advanced but also cold and sterile.

 

Squidward: “Stop it Sans, before we teleport something important away!”

 

Sans pulled a donut from a nearby sack that Steve assumed must’ve been full of food.

 

Sans: “oh, something important! like this donut, huh?”

 

Squidward: “Don’t do it Sans, we have limited rations!”

 

Leafy: “Go Sans, go Sans!”

 

Squidward gave Leafy a death stare.

 

Leafy: “Oh, and go Squidward too, I guess!”

 

Steve: “Guys, is that a sack of food there?”

 

Sans put the donut behind his back.

 

Sans: “ummm… no… what food, hehe?”

 

Steve took a look inside the sack. It was full of food.

 

Steve: “We should probably bring this up to Light.”

 

Sans: “yeah, let me finish this donut first, hehe.”

 

Squidward: “Sans, put that back before I report this to Light!”

 

Leafy: “Nobody likes a snitch!”

 

Sans: “yeah, squidward, *munch munch*, nobody likes a snitch!”

 

Sans: “man, these are good donuts, I could eat the whole pack.”

 

Squidward: “…”

 

Squidward: “I won’t tell on you for now, but don’t you dare eat the rest of the pack!”

 

Sans: “why aren’t you telling on me, squidward..? could it be because we’re best buddies?”

 

Squidward: “No, I just don’t want you to get sent to the other tower and end up starving or something…”

 

Leafy: “Awww! So you do care about Sans!”

 

Squidward: “No I don’t! I just don’t want him to die…”

 

Steve: “So… Do you guys know how this teleporter works?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! We managed to figure it out!”

 

Leafy: “It connects to the other teleporter on the other side of the tower! Maybe through this we can give stuff to our friends on the other side!”

 

Squidward: “I think we’d get in trouble if we did that though…”

 

Sans: “man, you’re such a party pooper, squiddy”

 

Squidward: “I’m just trying to be practical…”

 

Steve: “Do you think it’d be possible for a person to go across from one teleporter to another..?”

 

Sans: “nah, limit’s 30 kilos, so you’d need to be a five year old or something.”

 

Leafy: “Unless you were cut in half and then transported! Then you could get through just okay!”

 

Squidward: “Leafy, that’s just morbid…”

 

Steve: “By the way, Leafy, what weight are you? I’m guessing you couldn’t get through…”

 

Leafy: “I may be made of leaf, but I’m still 40 kilos… So yeah, I don’t think I could do it.”

 

Steve: “Alright. That’s okay. I guess we should report everything to Light, then.”

 

Everyone went back up to the camera room, where they saw Light still staring at the camera screens.

 

Light: “Ah, judging by your movements, I expected you to be coming.”

 

Light: “It’s nice to see you all. I think you don’t need to explain what you discovered down there. I could all see it from here.”

 

Light: “Now… Could you lend me the food sack?”

 

Squidward lugged the big sack of food over to Light.

 

Light: “Ah… There’s quite a lot in here… There’s some donuts, some bread, even two little knives to cut the food… or a person’s body…”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Light: “I’ll be keeping the knives with me of course.”

 

Sans: “hey, did you know that it’s harder to cut up your steak with a knife than it is to cut open a human body?”

 

Squidward: “Sans… That joke was in really bad taste…..”

 

Sans: “nah, i’ve heard that the human body actually tastes quite nice.”

 

Light: “Sans. Now is not the time to be messing. After all, I know what you did.”

 

Sans: “huh, what did i do?”

 

Light: “You stole a donut. I saw it on camera. Don’t try to hide it from me.”

 

Light gave Sans one of his deadly glares. This one definitely said something… It said Sans was about to get kicked from the group.

 

Sans: “…”

 

Squidward: “Actually, it’s not what it looked like.”

 

Light: “Oh?”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, he was just eating his rations early, since he was already hungry.”

 

Sans: “thanks for clearing me up, squiddy.”

 

Squidward: “Don’t call me Squiddy…”

 

Light: “Alright then. I’ll make sure not to give you a donut when handing out rations.”

 

Steve: (“Looks like Squidward saved Sans there. I guess he doesn’t hate him as much as he makes it out to be.”)

 

Light: “By the way, I’m just going to make something clear to you…”

 

Basil: “Huh? What is that?”

 

Light: “I don’t intend to feed that degenerate.”

 

Leafy: “O-oh? You mean Red?”

 

Light: “Yes. He’ll be staying in prison. I don’t want to waste resources on him. We can only hope that the outcasts will feed him.”

 

Steve: (“It feels so rude of Light to call my friends ‘outcasts’…”)

 

Light: “I’ve figured out that we have enough food to last us two weeks, provided we ration modestly.”

 

Homer: “Only two weeks? But I need double!”

 

Squidward: “This is pretty bad…”

 

Basil: “I think I’m g-going to use the bathroom for a s-sec… be back…”

 

Leafy: “It always feels like he’s up to something shady every time he needs to use the bathroom…”

 

Steve: (“Is that really so? I think he just needs a break...”)

 

Light: “Regardless of Basil, let’s make one thing clear. We aren’t feeding Red, and we aren’t feeding the outcasts. We are only feeding the seven of us.”

 

Homer: “Eight, cuz I count as two!”

 

Light: “No you don’t.”

 

Homer: “D’awww…”

 

Light: “I’ll allow you all to now engage in free time. However, if any of you engage in dangerous activity, I’ll be watching you…”

 

Sans: “can i call you big bro? because you are such a big brother. you’re like, literally 1984.”

 

Light: “I don’t care what you call me. Just don’t go around doing anything dangerous. This is a serious situation we’re in.”

 

Steve: (“Light is in equal parts righteous and terrifying. If he wasn’t here, this whole dynamic would be a lot more peaceful.”)

 

Light: “Now, go. Enjoy your free time. Just don’t waste too much energy.”

 

Although things had gone back into some kind of order, there was definitely tension in the air. Although he was imprisoned, Red still felt dangerous and Light’s leadership felt much more cold and stern than before. Still, Steve tried to reassure himself. Surely another killing wouldn’t happen, right?

 

With that in mind he decided to take his mind off the current tension and spend some time with some of his fellow islanders instead.

Notes:

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Chapter 13: Chapter 2 [B] - The Walking Red

Notes:

This chapter's probably on the shorter end, but hey, Basil angst enjoyers will get their fair share of Basil angst! (You voted for it after all!)

~CHAPTER 13 ~

 

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

Steve went to the teleportation room to meet up with Basil.

 

Basil: “Oh, hey… I was gonna meet up with you later this evening, but do you maybe wanna talk right now..?”

 

Basil: “If it doesn’t bother you, of course…”

 

Steve: “Sure, that’s the reason I came here. I think a bit of small talk can help lighten up a situation like this.”

 

Basil: “S-Sure… If you say so!”

 

-Free Time Event 2 With Basil-

 

Steve: “So, Basil, you’re the Ultimate Botanist, right?”

 

Basil: “U-Um… Yeah… If you say so…”

 

Steve: “So… Presumably you know a lot about flowers right..?”

 

Basil: “Y-Yeah, I guess maybe a bit…”

 

Steve: “Do you have a favourite? Honestly I couldn’t tell the difference between a rose and a daisy…”

 

Basil: “O-Oh… Well, my favourite flowers are sunflowers… That’s not to say anything against other flowers though, they’re cool too…”

 

Basil: “If you don’t like sunflowers, then I’ll try not talk about them… I don’t wanna get in your way…”

 

Steve: “I think it’s good, sunflowers are cool. Those are the tall ones shaped like the sun, right..?”

 

Basil: “Y-Yeah… It’s those ones… I like them because they always face the sun…”

 

Basil: “I-I feel like sunflowers are always what I wanted to be like, even as a kid… They’re just really bright and happy…”

 

Steve: “Hmm… Yeah, I’ve always thought sunflowers are pretty cool flowers.”

 

Basil: “Yeah… Sometimes I just like at them when I’m feeling down, and just… Kind of… Cry, I guess…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “U-Ugh… I shouldn’t have said that… I’m such a loser…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Basil. I don’t think that’s true.”

 

Basil: “Y-Yeah… I dunno… Lots of other people think I’m a loser, and it’s kinda true…”

 

Basil: “There are people with friends who go out a lot and do all kinds of things… But I’m just here talking about some stupid flowers that nobody cares about, haha…”

 

Basil: “I could be out there, making a life for myself, instead of being such a let-down…”

 

Basil: “But maybe since I’m such a let down… I don’t really deserve a proper life… I dunno…”

 

Steve: “Hey… Basil, I don’t know who says that kind of thing to you, but it’s definitely not true. You aren’t a let-down. You just need to believe in yourself a bit more…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “I-I should probably stop talking… You probably have better things to do than listen to me ramble about flowers, haha…”

 

Basil: “Enjoy your day, anyway!”

 

Basil walked away silently without turning back to face Steve. Soon enough, Steve was left there on his own.

 

Steve: (“Hmm… I feel bad for Basil, he really shouldn’t be in a situation like this… I wish there was something I could do to help him…”)

 

Steve: (“I guess I have time to meet up with someone else. Maybe Sans is a good idea, I could do with his chill attitude right now.”)

 

-Free Time Event 2 with Sans-

 

Steve and Sans spent some time making small talk together. Sans looked oddly tense, but he still seemed to be engaged in the conversation.

 

Sans: “hey, uh, remember that time we talk about alligators and stuff..?”

 

Steve: “Uh….”

 

Steve: (“Oh right…. That conversation… It felt like Sans was playing 4D chess with me back then, haha…”)

 

Steve: “Yeah, right, that…”

 

Sans: “well, uh, we’re gonna have a sequel conversation, yeah?”

 

Steve: (“T-that’s not how you start a conversation…”)

 

Steve: “A-A sequel conversation..?”

 

Sans: “yeah, like another similar conversation about a similar thing… as expected of sequels, this one’s not gonna be as funny, and the reviews are lower, but you’re just gonna have to put up with it…”

 

Sans gave Steve an inappropriately menacing death stare.

 

Sans: “cuz’ you’ve been indoctrinated into the “alligator conversation” fandom…”

 

Steve: “W-What..?”

 

Sans scratched the back of his head, then put his hands back into his pocket.

 

Sans: “hey i’m only messin’ with ya’... but anyway, since this is a sequel, the characters are different, yeah?”

 

Steve: “I-I guess so..?”

 

Sans: “yeah, so this time there’s no alligators and crocodiles. instead there’s just humans and monsters…”

 

Steve: “Hmm… Okay… I guess I’d be a human then..?”

 

Sans: “and i’d be a monster, heheh…”

 

Sans: “sounds pretty derogatory when you say it like that…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I guess…”

 

Sans: “anyway, the humans and monsters kinda hate each other, for some reason, i dunno. maybe they had an argument over pineapple pizza or somethin’...”

 

Sans: “so, uh, naturally, ya’ have an argument over pineapple pizza, what do ya’ do..?”

 

Steve: “I dunno… Sort it out..? It sounds like a pretty petty argument…”

 

Sans made a noise with his teeth that sounded like someone pressing a red buzzer.

 

Sans: “nuh-uh… wrong! you start a war.”

 

Steve: “A war..? Really..?”

 

Sans: “yeah, i dunno… ask the humans and monsters that started the war, i dunno…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “yeah, when ya’ think about it, it is pretty stupid, but people like to fight a lot…”

 

Sans: “i’m sure there’s a quote to do with dwayne the rock johnson to do with that.”

 

Steve: “You keep bringing up this guy… Called Dwayne the Rock Johhson… Who is this guy… Is he also a monster..?”

 

Sans: “well, uh, that’s a pretty long story, but he’s like my number one human, if that makes sense…”

 

Steve: “ “Number One Human”? Do you really have to separate humans and monsters like that..?”

 

Sans: “i dunno… wasn’t me that decided to treat the two like different species… i guess… it’s just the way i grew up…”

 

Sans: “i grew up in this pretty messed up place, the underground… you’re kinda conditioned to hate humans there…”

 

Sans: “so… uh… when i entered this island with both humans and monsters, i was kinda expecting everyone to break up, and start killin’ each other…”

 

Sans: “i dunno… i was kinda expectin’ to hate the humans too, it’s why i decided to hang out with squiddy at first…”

 

Sans: “but hey… it turns out that the humans are actually a buncha bros, and everything they said in the storybooks is actually a total lie… pretty weird, huh..?”

 

Steve: “Yeah… I guess so…”

 

Steve: “I’ll be honest, Sans, I had a pretty negative impression of skeletons in the past. They were always shooting me with arrows and being really annoying…”

 

Steve: “But… I guess knowing you changed that a bit.”

 

Sans: “huh… guess you were brought up to think monsters were evil… just like i was with humans…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, but…”

 

Steve: “Just know that I don’t think of you any differently because you’re a skeleton, Sans, and don’t think that anyone else does either.”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “heh… that means a lot, thanks…”

 

Sans: “don’t think that i think of ya’ different cuz’ you’re a human either…”

 

Sans: “heheh… the only race i’m afraid of is gnomes…”

 

Steve: (“G-Gnomes..?”)

 

Sans chuckled and then sat up from the bench.

 

Sans: “see ya’ around… hope you get everythin’ sorted.”

 

Steve: “Thanks.”

 

Sans walked off while yawning. It seemed like he could do with a rest.

 

Steve: (“Sans can be pretty random, but he seems like a cool guy. On the surface he seems like a bit of a joker, but he can be a bit deeper than that when you get to know him.”)

 

Steve: (“I should probably check my messages to get caught up…”)

 

-basil: I know this is a late message everyone but good morning everyone in this new place! Hopefully nothing will go wrong! [8:32]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Hey Basil, we should still meet up today, yeah??? [8:34]

-basil: I’m okay, thank you for asking. 😅 [8:37]

-LightYagami: I am going to send a message of appreciation to those who put their hands up in favour of me. Thank you Squidward, Basil, Leafy, Homer, Sans and Steve. [9:28]

-Red: u forgot me bruh. Is it cuz I’m a murderer or smth? [9:39]

-Noob: Guys, we have no food in the second tower! Can you send some over pls?? [12:33]

-LightYagami: We will not provide you with food until you are willing to cooperate. [12:36]

-ur mom: light yagami! you aren’t donating any money to charity! how dare you, son! there are poor starving children in africa, you know! [12:52]

-LightYagami: Nice try, but that’s not how my mother talks, Sans. [12:53]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: I AM [[MAKING]] MASINE! IT WILL BODY MASINE! [#:##]

-Noob: What is a MASINE, Spamton? [2:22]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: MASINE IS [[ButterFriend]] THAT DOES THINGS! [#:##]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: MY MASINE WILL MAKE MY [[BigShot1997!!]] LIKE OLDER DAYS!

-TanakaEmpire (Official): REVIEW OF PECULIAR SPECIMENS - ENTRY 1 -The Dog- [3:45]

-TanakaEmpire (Official): The dog is a strange four legged beast that finds itself in frequent interaction with human mortals. It possesses a defensive yell that is said to repel demonic forces and for this reason, the dog is a common companion to vulnerable mortals without knowledge of demon hunting. However, expert tamers have found another usage for the dog, it is a powerful fountain of life energy. Using the life energy provided by the dog, an expert tamer is capable of utilizing species with negative life energy effectively, such as the cat. In fact, the dog is such a powerful fountain of positive life energy that a highly experienced tamer, such as The Supreme Overlord of Ice, can unleash five hundred cockroaches using just the energy supplied by one dog. I myself possess fourteen dogs within my mansion abode. These dogs are given life energy boosting names, such as ‘fluffy’ and it is through them that I have enough life energy to unleash more unruly beasts. As expert advice from the Overlord himself, engage in head-patting rituals with these species to maximize life energy output. [3:45]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: WHAT THE [[Sponge]] IS THIS WALL AMONGST WALL? [#:##]

-Red: Wow, animals sound a lot more complicated than Pokémon, I really need to learn a bit about them… [3:49]

-TanakaEmpire (Official): There is only one truly reliable source on all wildlife… The Ultimate Breeder, Gundham Tanaka! [3:50]

-Squidward: Yes, “truly reliable”… [3:50]

-LightYagami: Squidward. It is best that we don’t communicate with the other side… [3:51]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: But that feels mean! 😓 [3:50]

-LightYagami: I would like to remind you that Gundham was known as the Ultimate Despair. [3:51]

-Noob: We all know that isn’t true, Light! [3:51]

-Red: When’s the food comin guys? [5:23]

-Noob: Can you give us some too? [5:23]

 

Steve: (“It makes me kind of uncomfortable to imagine everyone with nothing to eat… I don’t know how we’re going to deal with this…”)

 

Steve: (“Anyway… I’m going to meet up with Basil, since he said I should meet up with him in the evening.”)

 

Steve went down to the Teleportation Room where he met an anxious Basil.

 

Basil: “Oh… Hi…”

 

Steve: “Hi, Basil, there was something you wanted to tell me right?”

 

Basil: “I-it’s just….”

 

Basil: “P-please don’t t-take this the wrong way b-but…”

 

Basil: “If we have a limited food supply, then it’s best that I just don’t e-eat anything, right?”

 

Basil: “We need to save the food for the more important people.”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “Basil… You’re just as important as everyone else…”

 

Basil: “That’s not really true though, is it?”

 

Basil: “Eventually, one of us has to die or else we all starve, right?”

 

Basil: “I think I should do it. I’m the one with the least to live for…”

 

Steve: “B-basil…”

 

Steve didn’t really know how to react to this situation..

 

Basil: “If we all agree to it… then I can just”-

 

As if on cue, Leafy arrived in the scene whilst whistling joyfully.

 

Leafy: “Hey guys? What’s up? Oh, Basil! I’ve been looking for you for aaaaages!”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Leafy: “Hey were you guys talking about something depressing? You look all sad… Boohoo!”

 

Leafy: “Why don’t we all just talk about little puppies, huh?”

 

Leafy: “Hey, Steeeve. What’s your favourite type of puppy?”

 

Steve: (“Leafy’s positivity can be really abrasive sometimes. It’s definitely a strong contrast with Basil’s negativity…”)

 

Steve: “Ummm… I don’t really know. I guess I have a puppy back at home… I hope he’s doing alright.”

 

Basil: “Yeah, I have plants back at home too, I hope they’re okay…”

 

Leafy: “You guys worry too much! Doggies and plants can manage themselves! I’m a plant, so I can confirm!”

 

Steve: (“I guess Leafy could tell we were talking about something serious, and wanted to cheer us up. Still, I can’t help but feel that Leafy is a bit nervous herself.”)

 

Basil: “I-I guess I should get going now….”

 

Leafy: “Wait! But Basil!”

 

Basil walked off, ignoring Leafy’s pleas.

 

Leafy: “Hey…. Is it just me, or is there something wrong with Basil?”

 

Steve: “Something wrong with him…? I think he’s just really anxious about the situation. To be honest, I can’t blame him…”

 

Leafy: “It’s just….”

 

Leafy: “My motive card said he was hiding something, and I don’t think it’s just that rope…”

 

Steve: “I… I just think Basil is stressed out…”

 

Leafy: “I know… But what if he was hiding that he was the mastermind!”

 

Steve: (“The mastermind? I really don’t think it could be Basil…”)

 

Leafy: “Remember those data folders that you gave to Light..?”

 

Leafy: “I wonder what we could find about Basil… If only we knew his second name…”

 

Steve: “I really don’t think we should breach Basil’s privacy.”

 

Leafy: “But don’t you want to end the killing game?”

 

Steve: “I mean, yeah…”

 

Leafy: “Then why don’t we find a way to get Basil to tell us his full name?”

 

Steve: “It’s just…”

 

Leafy: “We could do it the nice way, or we could do it the mean way.”

 

Steve: “Do you mean by force?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! Same way Red did with Kirby. Tie him up and interrogate him!”

 

Steve: “L-leafy! That’s messed up…”

 

Leafy: “Oh, is it now?”

 

Leafy: “Maybe you’re just saying that because you’re the mastermind!”

 

Steve: “Leafy! What happened to the positivity talk from earlier?”

 

Leafy: “Look, let’s go talk to each other next morning… Then we can discuss what we’ll do about Basil.”

 

Steve: “Sorry, Leafy, but I won’t be meeting you there. I’m against you threatening Basil with force…”

 

Leafy: “Awww… Gosh…”

 

Leafy: “Just keep an eye on Basil for me, right? If you have any evidence for him being the mastermind, please tell me.”

 

Steve: “I will…”

 

Steve: (“I probably won’t to be honest. I don’t want to see the conflict between Leafy and Basil rise even further.”)

 

Steve: “It’s looking like it’s near bedtime, so I think I’m gonna head to sleep.”

 

Leafy: “Alright! Enjoy! See you in the morning!”

 

Steve went off to the dormitories to sleep. It was going to get uncomfortable having to share a room with a bunch of potential murderers, but Steve was going to have to put up with it as long as they remained in the desolate towers.

Notes:

Squidward's getting his FTE next chapter, so there's no vote this time.

Anyways, any predictions for this chapter? Who will die and who'll be killed. Post below who you think will and won't last!

Chapter 14: Chapter 2 [C] - The Walking Red

Notes:

Another Chapter's out! This time, Spamton decides to be Spamton and Squidward gets his free time.

~CHAPTER 14 ~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

Monokuma: “Good morning islanders! It is now 8am! Get ready for another unbearable and desbearful day!”

 

Steve: (“Not that stupid alarm again… When I dream, I imagine I’m not in this stupid game, but Monokuma’s stupid voice just takes me out of that.”)

 

Monokuma: “By the way, I’ve got a little motive for you! One of you has been infected with that Zombie Virus and can spread it to others by biting them! The only way to cure the virus for everyone is to kill someone! Puhuhu! Don’t let the zombies bite!”

 

Squidward: “Zombie virus? Is he kidding?”

 

Light: “Based on the technology in the surgery room, Monokuma can probably create something like that.”

 

Homer: “But Basil can grow plants. He can protect us, right?”

 

Basil: “H-how are plants meant to cure a zombie virus..?”

 

Homer: “Oh, I dunno. I thought plants could cure disease or somethin’.”

 

Basil: “N-no… It’s not like they’re magical or something…”

 

Homer: “Puh! Your talent is useless! Could you not at least make the plants fight the zombies?”

 

Sans: “this isn’t plants vs zombies, homer…”

 

Leafy: “Either way, it doesn’t look like any of us are infected right now.”

 

Sans: “can a skeleton even be infected?”

 

Leafy: “I dunno, but it looks like the infected is probably in the other tower…”

 

Light: “Now, now. Not necessarily...”

 

Squidward: “Oh, how come?”

Light: “Well, the infected may not be showing symptoms yet. The disease may take a day or two to actively begin.”

 

Steve: (“The infected is among us? That’s a terrifying thought… It could even be me… No, I shouldn’t think about that…”)

 

Basil: “D-do you think maybe it’s a good idea to self-isolate to prevent spread of the virus? I mean we can’t all just get infected…”

 

Homer: “Nuh uh! I’m not gonna self-isolate!”

 

Light: “If you’re unwilling to cooperate, you can go kick yourself out.”

 

Homer: “With those freaks? No way!”

 

Light: “Then we’re gonna have to self-isolate aren’t we?”

Sans: “But we’ll have nobody to talk to in our free time…”

 

Monokuma once again emerged from the floor.

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu! It’d be awfully tragic if you guys were unable to talk to each other, wouldn’t it?”

 

Monokuma: “It’s a good thing I’ve made something just for this situation, unfortunately it’s still in beta testing…”

 

Squidward: “What would this be?”

 

Monokuma: “It’s the amazing new ‘Private Messages’ app! It allows you to send messages that only one person can see!”

 

Monokuma: “As I said, it’s still in beta, so I’m sure there’s a few bugs running around, but it should be enough for you guys to have a fun time during the apocalypse!”

 

Just then, all of the phones started buzzing, except for Homer’s, as his was still broken.

 

Light: “This app could be useful, however, it might be used to plan out murders. I suggest you all be careful while using it. Don’t fall for a murderer’s trap.”

 

Light: “I’ll be watching all of you from the Camera Room anyway, so I’ll make sure none of you engage in anything dangerous.”

 

Light: “Anyway, here’s your daily rations, everyone.”

 

Light handed out a donut and 2 pieces of bread to everyone.

 

Light: “Might as well burn out the bread now. It’ll go mouldy soon enough.”

 

Homer: “This really isn’t much, guys…”

 

Homer: “I think I’m gonna starve!”

 

Light: “Don’t be ridiculous Homer. The others are eating nothing. Besides, with your amount of fat, you may actually be the last to starve.”

 

Homer: “Hey! You’re calling me fat!”

 

Light: “Only in a practical sense.”

 

Light: “Anyway, we need to sort out which room everyone will need to go to for the lockdown.”

 

Light: “There are of course seven of us, so we’ll need to have two groups of two.”

 

Light: “Give me a couple minutes to come up with an optimal layout.”

 

Light walked down to the camera room, presumably deep in thought.

 

Leafy: “I can’t believe one of my friends has the zombie virus! That’s crazy!”

 

Squidward: “Honestly, I think I’d rather be alone… I don’t want to be paired with the infected.”

 

Leafy: “Aww Squidward! Don’t be like that!”

 

Squidward: “Do you want to be infected or not?”

 

Sans: “squidward, i’m worried you’ll get lonely without me though…”

 

Sans: “i’ll make sure to send you lot of private messages. just between you and me, hehe.”

 

Squidward: “Why is he like this, Steve?”

 

Steve: “I… I dunno.”

 

Light walked back up the stairs again.

 

Light: “I’ve finally thought of an optimal strategy.”

 

Basil: “Y-you were only like two minutes!!”

 

Light: “Yes, I’m quite the fast thinker, but let’s put that aside.”

 

Light: “Anyway, Homer, you’ll be in the dormitory. I can’t trust you with anyone else…”

 

Homer: “You think I’m a zombie? D’awww…”

 

Light: “Not necessarily. It’s just that if you were, I’d suspect you’d run around biting everyone.”

 

Light: “Anyway, Steve will take the data centre, alongside Squidward.”

 

Steve: “No problem.”

 

Squidward: “As long as I’m not with Sans…”

 

Leafy: “Squidward! That’s rude!”

 

Squidward: “Do you even know me Leafy..?”

 

Light: “Anyway, I’ll be taking the camera room. I need to watch over you all in case you bite.”

 

Homer: “But what if YOU bite?”

 

Light: “That shall be your problem if it comes down to that.”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Light: “Anyway, for the surgery room, I’m assigning Sans. I’d like you to report to me about the potential procedures that the room is capable of doing.”

 

Sans: “ok, gotcha. i’m pretty good at surgery by the way, i know dem’ bones.”

 

Leafy: “So that leaves Basil and I for the teleportation room?”

 

Light: “Naturally. I believe your relationship could use some work.”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Light: “Furthermore I’d worry that one of you would teleport something important to the other side. With both of you present and me watching you on cameras, I can assure that won’t be the case.”

 

Leafy: “Okey dokey! We’re gonna have some great times, Basil!”

 

Light: “Alright everyone, get to your locations, and don’t leave them. You will even have to sleep in your locations.”

 

Steve went down to the data centre with Squidward, and noticed as the others went down to the lower floors.

 

Squidward: “I’m honestly worried that Homer’s gonna go insane with boredom.”

 

Steve: “Hmm… Yeah…”

 

Squidward: “I mean, he doesn’t even have a phone, right?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, he’ll have no way to contact us if something goes wrong.”

 

Squidward: “So… What do you think we’ll do here…?”

 

Steve: “Well, what is there to do?”

 

Squidward: “…”

 

Squidward: “I thought this lockdown was gonna be something new and exciting. Like, I’d finally be away from people….”

 

Squidward: “I’m quickly realising this is going to get very boring.”

 

Steve: “Heh, same.”

 

Steve: “Hey, the computer in the middle has a few games, maybe we should check those out.”

 

Squidward: “What kind of games are there..?”

 

Steve: “We’ve got… Umm… ‘Mario Kart 8’, ‘Minecraft’ and ‘Roblox’.”

 

Squidward: “I’m gonna be honest and say that I haven’t heard of any of those.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, me neither.”

 

Steve: “I guess we should read the descriptions…”

 

Squidward and Steve read the descriptions of the games together.

 

Steve: “Minecraft looks pretty good, right? I mean, we don’t have a proper internet so I don’t think we can even play Roblox…”

 

Squidward: “Eh… Guess so. You can get started. I’ll try checking if the computer on the left has these games too.”

 

Steve: “Bet Light’s getting pretty bored, huh? He has to watch cameras all day instead.”

 

Squidward: “Yeah. You can admire his responsibility though.”

 

Steve and Squidward watched as the drawbridge slowly lowered.

 

Squidward: “Oh? Homer must’ve lowered it?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I wonder why… Maybe he’s letting someone through?”

 

Squidward: “He better not be doing that!”

 

From looking out the window, Steve could not see anyone trying to cross the drawbridge.

 

Steve: “Nobody’s actually trying to cross it. Maybe he’s just bored…”

 

Squidward raised his voice and began to shout up the stairs.

 

Squidward: “HOMER! STOP JAMMING RANDOM BUTTONS AND RAISE THE BRIDGE AGAIN IMMEDIATELY!”

 

Steve could faintly hear a response from Homer

 

Homer: “Aaah? Who’s talking to me? Is that a zombie? Are you going to attack me?”

 

Squidward: “IT’S JUST SQUIDWARD. DO WHAT I SAY AND JUST PRESS THAT RED BUTTON!”

 

Homer: “Oh, okay.”

 

The drawbridge began to raise itself again.

 

Steve: “Good job. Have you found ‘Minecraft’ on that computer yet?”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, I think it’s here.”

 

Steve: “Great, then let’s get a world started.”

 

Squidward: “Okay, got it.”

 

Squidward: “Hey, wait, there’s already a world here called ‘SPAMTON WORLD!!’?”

 

Steve: “Spamton must have a world open on the other side. Maybe we should join them.”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, it says ⅗ players, so there’s enough space for both of us.”

 

Steve: “Nice.”

 

Steve and Squidward both joined the game.

 

-Steve has joined the server

-Steve has joined the server

-Steve: Why is the default name Steve?

-Steve: Dunno, nice coincidence I guess.

-~Gandhi~: Hello and welcome to our peaceful server!

-[[1997 SALESMAN]]: WE HAVE HOWSE MADE OF [[DinerMites]]!

-[[1997 SALESMAN]]: WE ARE ALL REAL [[Pipis]] PEOPLES IN THIS HOWSE!!

-Steve left the server

-Steve: That’s Squidward by the way, he just hadn’t changed his username yet.

-NumberOne: So I’m guessing Steve is Steve?

-Steve: Yep.

-Steve: I’m fairly sure I can figure out who you guys are.

-NumberOne: Wouldn’t be hard to guess, Wahaha!

-NumberOne: We’re playing from the games room.

-~Gandhi~: Yes, we are concerned at the risk of the virus spreading, but we have a prison to lock someone up if they begin exhibiting zombie-like behavior, which decreases our concerns.

-Steve: Yeah, we’ve got a full lockdown. We’re worried that someone might spread the disease. Squidward and I are both in the data centre.

-Squidward has joined the server.

-[[1997 SALESMAN]]: HOW BODES THE LIVINGS WITH LIGHT???

-[[1997 SALESMAN]]: IT SOUNDS LIKE A [[HatefulSitcom]]!

-Steve: Ehh, it’s not too bad. He just looks for our personal information all the time and can kind of act like a creep.

-Squidward: He’s giving us food and keeping us safe, so that’s that I guess.

-[[1997 SALESMAN]]: WASN'T VERY [[BIGSHOT]] OF HIM TO SELL YOUR SWEET [[HeartShapedObjects]]!

-Squidward: Spamton, why is there an entire building shaped like your face that’s made entirely out of TNT??

-NumberOne: Spamton’s surprisingly good at the game. He's been making progress really quickly.

-[[1997 SALESMAN]]: HAVE YOU ; HEARD! COMMANDS???

-NumberOne: The most impressive thing is that he’s spending half his time in the lab making his ‘Masine’.

-[[1997 SALESMAN]]: YES I WANT STUDY THE [[BrainLovers]] FOR MAKE MASINE!!

-~Gandhi~: Nobody knows what this ‘masine’ even is…

-Squidward: Whatever it is, I doubt it’ll be functional…

-[[1997 SALESMAN]]: DON’T!! BE MEAN!! TO THE MASINE!!

-Steve: Has anyone on you guys’ end been showing zombie symptoms?

-NumberOne: Whoa watch out there Steve! There’s a zombie right behind you!

-Steve: O-oh, I thought you meant in real life, haha.

-NumberOne: You need to upgrade that wooden sword of yours.

-Steve: Yeah I probably do, it's pretty bad.

-Squidward: You’re the Ultimate Miner, Steve. You should probably actually start mining. I’ve already got 2 pieces of iron.

-Steve: Haha, yeah, you’re right.

-Steve: Hey guys, what’s that floating square made of obsidian??

-NumberOne: Oh yeah, Noob and Gundham join sometimes. That’s their ‘Noobham Allegiance’ base or something.

-NumberOne: Apparently they engage in evil operations from the sky. I think they just fling eggs at anyone who comes nearby though.

-Squidward: How do you get eggs in this game?

-NumberOne: Chickens lay them occasionally. Gundham probably has like five hundred chickens in that base. It lags to hell and back every time you go there!

-Steve: Cool, do you know where Noob and Gundham are currently?

-~Gandhi~: Nubert is busy making his ‘Ninja Gear’ while Gundham is busy writing his ‘Bestiary’

-NumberOne: Yep, Gundham’s writing this crazy book about all the animals in the world. It’s not very accurate, but I don’t have the heart to tell that to Trainer Red.

-~Gandhi-: Yes, Trainer Red is indeed quite interested.

-Steve: Alright, can you guys promise to keep Noob safe? I don’t want him to get the virus or to get murdered…

-NumberOne: Can we not discuss real life murder on a Minecraft server..?

-Steve: Okay, sorry, my bad, I’m just worried…

-~Gandhi~ was slain by creeper.

-~Gandhi~: How unfortunate.

-Squidward: Just try not to get blown up in real life, we can’t deal with more deaths…

-NumberOne: I said not to discuss murder in the Minecraft server!

-Steve: I know this game has ugly graphics, but honestly, I love how immersive it is.

-Squidward: Yes, because getting blown up by weird green monsters is ‘immersive’.

-Steve: I mean, those things actually exist… One of them almost blew up my house…

-Squidward: I really need to go out of the water more often…

-NumberOne: Nah, not your fault either Squidward. I’ve never heard of these ‘creepers’ irl either!

-Steve: Ah, guess they’re just in my place then.

-~Gandhi~: Indeed. I’ve never encountered a ‘creeper’ in my life either…

-[[1997 SALESMAN]]: [FINDERScreepers!] ARE THEY REAL OR ARE THEY [[Press F4 To Cancel Deal]]?

-Squidward: Spamton? How did you get this double chest of diamonds? Can I take some of these?

-Squidward was blown up by TNT.

-[[1997 Salesman]]: TRINITROTOLUENE!

-Squidward: Did you trap that chest, Spamton?

-[[1997 Salesman]] EXPLOBING FUN! !! !!

-Steve: Huh? I just got a private message from Light. Was gonna quit soon anyway. Talk to you later.

-Squidward: Yeah, I think I’ll be out too.

-[[1997 Salesman]]: OK HAVE FUN, AND ALWAY REMEMBER: MAKE SOME [[SweetDeals!]]!!!!

-Steve: Gotcha?

-Squidward has left the game

-Steve has left the game

 

Steve: “That was a pretty cool game, right?”

 

Squidward: “I guess, but we should worry about that message from Light…”

 

Steve opened up his ‘Private Messages’ app, as did Squidward.

 

-LightYagami: I believe I have discovered the identity of the mastermind. Please meet me in the Camera Room immediately.

 

Steve: “H-huh? Did you get the same message as me??”

 

Squidward: “Yeah… I sure did… Do you think we should go there..?”

 

Steve: “I mean… What is there to lose..?”

 

Squidward: “I guess so… I’m still a bit sceptical…”

 

Steve: “We should probably call Homer too…”

 

Squidward: “*a-ahem*”

 

Squidward: “HOMER, PLEASE GET DOWN IMMEDIATELY! WE MAY HAVE FOUND A WAY TO END THE KILLING GAME!”

 

Homer: “Oh! Okey dokey!”

 

Steve and Squidward went down to the Camera Room where they met the others, with Homer following closely behind.

 

Light: “Thank you all for gathering. I believe I may have found sufficient evidence for the mastermind’s identity.”

 

Homer: “Oh, oh! I figured it out too! It’s Gandhi, right?”

 

Basil: “W-why Gandhi?”

 

Homer: “I dunno, he’s a dodgy old man right? You can’t trust dodgy old men..?”

 

Leafy: “You can’t just make random accusations out of nowhere!”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Steve: (“Is it just me, or are there bruises on Basil’s arms? I hope that wasn’t Leafy’s doing…”)

 

Squidward: “Everyone shut up and listen to Light!”

 

Light: “Everyone, I believe the mastermind is Gundham.”

 

Homer: “Huh? I know he looks evil, b-but how??”

 

Squidward: “Hear him out. We already established that Gundham is the Ultimate Despair, right?”

 

Sans: “yeah, that’s gotta be connected somehow…”

 

Homer: “But he’s just making random accusations outta nowhere!”

 

Squidward: “You were doing the exact same thing just five seconds ago…”

 

Light: “Everyone, shut up and listen. I have no intentions of being disrespectful, but I am the Ultimate Academic after all.”

 

Leafy: “Hey! That sounded pretty disrespectful!”

 

Squidward: “He told you to shut up Leafy! Tell them the evidence, Light.”

 

Light: “Well, Gundham was, of course, foolish enough to tell us his full name; quite the poor mistake to make when being secretive.

 

Light: “This meant that I could access his personal files that Steve so kindly granted me.”

 

Homer: “Steve had Gundham’s files? What is he, a secret agent?”

 

Steve: “No, I just found them at the data centre.”

 

Sans: “so do the files say anything that actually incriminates light?”

 

Light: “Indeed they do. They tell us that Gundham is part of a terrorist organisation known as the Ultimate Despair, hence his title as Ultimate Despair is due to him leading the organisation.”

 

Basil: “…!”

 

Everyone stood in complete confusion and shock. Could Gundham really be the mastermind..? Something had to be wrong here… He was incredibly eccentric, but could he truly be the one behind this whole killing game.

 

Steve: (“How am I supposed to tell Noob about this? They seem to get along now, but could he be in danger..?”)

 

Steve: “I-I don’t know if I can believe this…”

 

Squidward: “Is Gundham really the mastermind? I thought he was just delusional and anti-social… I can’t really believe he would do this…”

 

Homer: “The evil guy turned out to be evil all along! What a shock!”

 

Light: “I wouldn’t treat this as a negative thing. If we can kill Gundham, we can end the killing game. We might just be able to escape without sacrificing another soul…”

 

Basil: “..!”

 

Leafy: “Can we really, really be sure that my buddy Gundham is behind this??”

 

Steve: (“Buddy Gundham? I don’t remember Leafy and Gundham ever even talking…”)

 

Light: “The evidence is irrefutable, Leafy. Not only is Gundham the leader of this organisation, but he’s also created two killing games and even participated in one of them before.”

 

Steve: “So what you’re saying is that Gundham has literally done this before…”

 

Sans: “he must be behind this after all.”

 

Sans: “That monster.”

 

Light: “Indeed, and all we need to do to stop this game is kill him.”

 

Leafy: “It’s almost too good to be true, right? Thirteen of us can still get out of here alive!”

 

Squidward: “We shouldn’t forget Shrek and Kirby, though, who were lost along the way….”

 

Light: “Very well. Does anyone offer themselves up to take care of Gundham?”

 

Everyone felt uncertain…. Could they really just… Kill Gundham? And what if they were wrong? What if Gundham turned out to be innocent?

 

Homer: “Since we’ve found the mastermind, can I eat from that big bag o’ donuts now?”

 

Light: “No, we still need to be careful with our rations. I have a feeling that we’re all too cowardly to take down Gundham.”

 

Squidward: “Why don’t you just do it then, Light? You’re the one who suggested it!”

 

Light: “…”

 

Light: “I have my reasons. And besides, I must protect the files. Some of the information is better off not knowing.”

 

Steve: (“Could he be talking about his own secrets, or maybe someone else’s. Either way, it seems like he can’t trust us with more knowledge…”)

 

Light: “Now, I suggest you all return to your rooms. If we stay together any longer, we might allow the virus to spread. Luckily, none of you seem to be coughing, or acting suspicious.”

 

Light briefly glanced at Basil before returning to the computer cameras.

 

Basil: “L-let’s get going now….”

 

Leafy: “I can’t wait to have more fun with Basil! We’re still friends, right?”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Everyone returned to their rooms, just then, Steve got a private message.

 

-🍃LEAFY🍃: I still think it’s Basil! It’s okay to hurt him if he’s the mastermind, right???

 

Steve: (“What has gotten into Leafy lately? Does she really think it’s okay to hurt Basil when we’ve already confirmed it’s Gundham?”)

 

-Steve: Please stop, Leafy. Basil might be hiding something, but he’s by no means the mastermind.

-🍃LEAFY🍃: He’s definitely the mastermind!

 

Squidward: “What’s wrong? Did you get a message?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “Leafy…. She seems to be violently interrogating Basil…”

 

Steve: “Basil’s just so vulnerable that I don’t know what to do…”

 

Squidward: “Oh….”

 

Squidward: “I can’t really give you much advice on that… I’m bad at being nice to people.”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Squidward: “I dunno, just, make sure Basil’s safe, okay?”

 

Squidward: “He’s only a kid. I don’t want him getting hurt or something…”

 

Steve: (“If only Squidward knew the full story. I wish Light could manage this better since he’s probably able to see whatever Leafy’s doing on the camera…”)

 

Steve: (“Maybe I should just take some time off this…”)

 

Steve: “We haven’t much to do, so do you want to see if we can find something to do together, Squidward?”

 

Squidward: “Whatever…. It’s better than doing nothing, I guess.”

 

-Free Time Event 1 with Squidward-

 

Steve spent some time messing with the computers with Squidward, to see if they could do anything special.

 

Steve: “It really is a shame that these computers don’t have a search engine…”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, though maybe that’d make this whole killing game far too obvious.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, and it’d let us call people for support.”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “Honestly, I really wish we could just get rescued, and not have to kill the mastermind. I really just miss my home and my mine.”

 

Squidward: “Oh, right, I almost forgot that you were the Ultimate Miner. You don’t seem to bring it up so often. What does that involve?”

 

Steve: “Oh… Uh, quite a lot, actually.”

 

Steve: (“I’m surprised that he’s actually asking me about my talent. It’s usually almost always the other way around…”)

 

Steve: “I guess I have this whole home-made mine of my own. It’s specialised in diamonds, but sometimes I dig up other stuff, like iron or gold.”

 

Squidward: “That’s quite impressive… I feel kind of talentless compared to everyone else…”

 

Steve: “Oh, really? I’m sure your clarinet playing is fantastic.”

 

Squidward: “But how useful is clarinet playing in a situation like this? Everyone else seems to have something more useful…”

 

Squidward: “Besides…”

 

Steve: “Huh?”

 

Squidward: “I’m not even sure I can call myself the Ultimate Clarinet Player. I have a rival, who’s honestly much better….”

 

Steve: “But you’re here for a reason, right? You have to be the Ultimate Clarinet Player?”

 

Squidward: “I… I don’t think so… I’m worried I was mistaken for Squilliam Fancypants. He looks so similar to me after all.”

 

Steve: “Squilliam Fancypants? What kind of name is that?”

 

Squidward: “It’s as extravagant as his personality! I always like to think I’m better than him, but honestly that’s not true…”

 

Steve: “I’m sure your clarinet playing has some edge over his! You’ve earned that title for a reason.”

 

Squidward: “Oh quit the optimism. We’re in a killing game, Steve. If we don’t get Gundham down now, we’re all going to starve…”

 

Steve: (“Squidward can be dull and pessimistic. He isn’t the embodiment of hope and tends to go with the flow, but I certainly don’t think he’s evil. Hopefully we can both get out of here.”)

 

Steve: (“Alright I should probably check my messages now.”)

 

-basil: Good morning again everyone 😊 [8:06]

-Red: We’re starving. Please get us some food! [9:57]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Guys I’m worried Basil is the mastermind! [10:38]

-Noob: No hes not! The mastermind thing was a lie! [10:39]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: IF THERE’S A [[Mater Mine]] THEN IT BETTER BE ME! THE ONE AND ONE ONLY SPAMTON G. SPAMTON!! [#:##]

-ur mom: why do you want to be the mastermind? that’s pretty sus. [10:41]

-Red: Hey! Im supposed to be sayin ‘sus’! [10:43]

-LightYagami: Who permitted you to have a phone in prison, you degenerate sludge? [10:45]

-Red: Calm the hell down. Yeah im a godawful person for what i did to kirby but even war criminals deserve social media!! [10:46]

-basil: War criminals do not deserve social media! [10:49]

-Red: Wth basil i didnt know you were such a woke sjw!!! stop trying to cancel war criminals!!!! freedom of speech!!! [10:50]

-Red: Why do I have to share usernames with this fool? [10:51]

-Squidward: Yes, could one of you change your usernames. I suggest you rename yourselves to ‘Trainer Red’ and ‘Prisoner Red’ to make things easier… [10:53]

-Red: Im waiting on the other Red to admit that hes the impostor first!! [10:54]

-ur mom: how are you a murderer yet still type like a twelve year old? [10:55]

-Red: Says the one whos literally called ur mom and keeps making rick astley jokes in comic sans! [10:56]

-ur mom: at least i use commas and apostrophes… [10:57]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Guys! We should stop arguing! Red’s done some pretty bad stuff but I still think there’s some good in him! 😄😄😄😄 At least he admits to his secrets! [10:58]

-Noob: We want foooooooood!!!!😰[12:00]

-ur mom: i’m trying so hard to resist the pull of that adorable sad emoji…. [12:01]

-~Gandhi~: Nubert, I believe it’s time that we stop making requests for food. We shall treat this as a hunger strike. We must let ourselves starve and put pressure on Monokuma to improve our conditions. Having us starve to death in solidarity is not the outcome Monokuma desires from the killing game. [12:02]

-Red: I believe Gandhi has a point. If we stop thinking about killing each other and instead lead this hunger strike in solidarity, we can perhaps make it through the food shortage without any losses. [12:03]

-basil: I respect your plan but you can’t starve! I don’t know if it’s safe to do the hunger strike! [12:05]

-LightYagami: Basil, you are supposed to be on our side. Don’t be a mole. [12:06]

-TanakaEmpire (Official): REVIEW OF PECULIAR SPECIMENS - ENTRY 2 -The Cat- [3:45]

-TanakaEmpire (Official): The cat is a much smaller beast than the dog, but its offensive prowess makes it a much more straightforward option for aggressive tamers. While at daytime, the cat reveals its presence easily, it’s capable of powerful nocturnal powers and its dark hues improve its evasiveness at night, though there are cats with more bright tones which may assist a tamer looking for a more balanced minion. The cat also has a unique technique in which it seeks out and hunts demons with mouse-like familiars, an important niche for the cat if you are an experienced tamer who is often sought out by demons. Finally, the cat is a remarkably large energy sink; in fact, each dog only provides enough life energy for two cats. As a result, tamers who only choose to tame cats must be aware of the large energy costs of the cat. I bid you farewell, mortals, and tomorrow I shall speak of the flagship specimen of the Tanaka Empire, the “hamster”. [3:45]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: THIS WALL HAS [[Spamton G Spamton]] APPROVE TICKET! [#:##]

-ur mom: honestly i respect your dedication, crazy hamster man. [3:47]

-ur mom: can i call you ‘crazy hamster man’? [3:47]

-TanakaEmpire (Official): Kehehehe… That title is most appropriate. I shall accept it in open arms, ‘ur mom’! [3:47]

-Squidward: Who on earth says ‘kehehehe’ in their chat messages?! [3:48]

-TanakaEmpire (Official): Oh foolish cephalopod! To you mortals, ‘kehehehe’ is essentially the mere equivalent of ‘lol’!

-Squidward: Uh… Alright then… [3:48]

-ur mom: so if i say ‘kehehehe’ instead of ‘lol’, it makes me immortal? [3:48]

-TanakaEmpire (Official): You fool, there are many other linguistic rituals one must engage in… Kehehehe… [3:49]

-ur mom: did you just kehehehe at me? [3:49]

-TanakaEmpire (Official): Indeed. The ignorance of mortals is always a source of amusement…. [3:50]

-ur mom: hey, immortals are pretty funny too… [3:50]

-TanakaEmpire (Official): I’m glad to hear such words from the Ultimate Comedian. [3:50]

-LightYagami: Sans, Squidward. I wish to remind you not to engage with the Ultimate Despair. He may be subtly brainwashing you. [3:52]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: BRIANS WASHING!!! I BELIEVE YOU [[Lagami]] MIGHT BE THE ONE WASHING THE BRIANS! [#:##]

-LightYagami: I believe you may have made an offensive remark towards me. It is a shame that I struggle to understand your language, Spamton. [3:53]

-Noob: I’m huuuuunnnnngrrrryyyyy!!!! 😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓😓 [5:06]

-Red: SMH that is some emoji spam [5:06]

-~Gandhi~: Nubert, we may all be hungry, but it is important to recognise the hope that this hunger may inspire. If we continue to rebel against Monokuma’s laws the way we are doing things, he may eventually free us from both this hunger and motive. He is here for the thrill of us killing each other, so he would not just let us starve. [5:07]

-LightYagami: I believe it’s also possible for us to defeat the mastermind prior to out starvation. [5:08]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: BUT WE DONT [[nose!]] THE MASTERMIND!!! HOW THE [#SNJD] ARE WE SUPPOSED TO GET SOMEONE WHO ISN’T [INNO]?? ? [#:##]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): Has anyone shown any zombie symptoms yet?? [6:12]

-LightYagami: No. Not on our half. [6:13]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): Weird. Nobody has shown any symptoms on our side either… [6:14]

-Noob: Hey! Maybe the motive’s just a fake! [6:15]

-Red: Or…. Perhaps somebody’s trying to hide something from us. Whoever hasn’t sent a message recently might already be a zombie… [6:17]

 

Steve: (“Whoever hasn’t sent a message recently could be a zombie? Maybe I should send a message just to make sure.)

 

-Steve: I’m not a zombie by the way, even if I haven’t sent any messages recently. [6:32]

 

Steve saw Squidward typing away something on his phone.

 

-Squidward: Yes, can confirm. Steve has not tried to bite me. [6:33]

 

Squidward: “Glad we’ve cleared that up.”

 

Squidward: “Got any plans for today or tomorrow, Steve?”

 

Steve: “Hmmm…. Not really….”

 

Squidward: “Have you thought about the mastermind? I’m not sure if I can believe Light entirely to be honest…”

 

Squidward: “I’m definitely not taking the risk and killing Gundham. I don’t think I’d have the courage to anyway.”

 

Steve: “Haha, same…”

 

Squidward: “Honestly, I’m glad you’re also taking things seriously, Steve. Light also takes things seriously, but sometimes he’s….”

 

Steve: “Kind of controlling, right?”

 

Squidward: “I guess so… I think when he talks about beating the mastermind in the name of hope he definitely means it. But….”

 

Squidward: “He has an odd way of showing it…”

 

Steve: “Yeah. I think he can sometimes get angry and lose control, but I think he’s a good guy at heart. He doesn’t mean it when he gets annoyed or aggressive.”

 

Squidward: “Steve, mind if I ask you a favour?”

 

Steve: “Huh?”

 

Squidward: “There are a lot of stupid people in this island, so I want you to make sure that none of them die.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I’m worried about Noob in particular… I hope Gundham doesn’t ‘brainwash’ him, as Light puts it.”

 

Squidward: “You’re always worrying about Noob, aren’t you..?”

 

Steve: (“Huh? I guess that’s true. I’ve really been worrying about him a lot ever since he woke me up. I’ve always felt terrified for the poor kid to be put in such a brutal game…”)

 

Steve: “Yeah…. I guess I worry about him a lot. I mean, he’s just a kid, you know?”

 

Squidward: “There are other stupid people we might need to protect though. It’s clearer for me to see since I hate them all equally…”

 

Steve: “So you mean we should even protect people like Sans or Homer?”

 

Squidward: “Yeah. Even Spamton. Don’t tell any of them I said that though.”

 

Squidward: “They’re still annoying. I just can’t let anyone else die here…”

 

Steve: (“Hmm… Maybe I got the wrong impression from Squidward. At first he seemed like he was completely unfazed by the killing game, but it’s good to see that he knows how important it is not to let anyone die.”)

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: *Yawn* “I think I’m off to bed now…”

 

Squidward: “Bed? You mean the floor?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I guess so…”

 

Steve and Squidward stared at the hard metal floor of the data centre.

 

Steve: “This is gonna be tough….”

 

Squidward: “The fact that we could be killed at any moment doesn’t help…”

 

Steve: “Yeah…”

 

Steve: (“Wait… I think I might have an idea.”)

 

Steve: “That computer is on top of a desk. It’s metallic on the outside, but its inside is made of wood.”

 

Squidward: “And what will wood do for us?”

 

Steve took the middle computer off the desk, and reshaped the desk into a kind of blunt plank. He slammed the plank against the rightmost wall, creating a whole in the wall.

 

Steve: “Squidward, pick apart some of the insulation in the wall.”

 

Squidward: “Okay, but where is this taking us??”

 

Squidward picked apart the insulation of the room. It seemed to be made of some kind of cotton or wool.

 

Squidward: “Great. Now we’ve just broken the building!”

 

Steve took the plank and cut it in half with his own arms. Next, he started placing the wool over the wood to make two makeshift beds.

 

Squidward: “I mean, these beds look good, but we’ve got no more insulation…”

 

Steve: “It’s no big deal. This tropical island can’t be too cold anyway.”

 

Squidward: “Uh…. Okay… Let’s get to sleep…”

 

Before Steve and Squidward got a chance to sleep, Light walked into the room.

 

Light: “Oh. I expected you two to be asleep. Either way, it appears you aren’t zombies.”

 

Squidward: “Is there…. A reason you’re here..?”

 

Light: “Oh, just investigative work. Please, don’t mind me.”

 

Steve: “Ah, okay…”

 

Light: “Thank you.”

 

Light began typing on the computer on top of the cabinet, then turned off the computer only a minute later.

 

Light: “I’ll be seeing you.”

 

Light walked down the stairs in a formal manner, allowing him to return to the camera room.

 

Squidward: “That was strange. What do you think he was up to?”

 

Steve: “That computer allows you to open up the files on all of us. He was probably verifying something about Gundham.”

 

Squidward: “Okay, as long as he doesn’t open up my file!”

 

Steve: “As long as he doesn’t know your full name, you should be fine…”

 

Squidward: “Oh. Phew…”

 

Steve and Squidward finally went to sleep, although there was still fear about the motive. Was it possible that one of them would wake up the next morning as a zombie..? Steve needed to stop thinking about that... Otherwise he wouldn't be able to get a night's sleep...

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Chapter 15: Chapter 2 [D] - The Walking Red

Notes:

I hadn't uploaded for a while, but hopefully this big meaty chapter can make up for it a bit! If I have enough spare time, I can get back to more frequent updates soon enough! :D

Anyways, some of your favourites are getting FTEs and there'll be some character interactions that'll flesh out this part some more!

~CHAPTER 15 ~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

Monokuma: “Good morning islanders! It is now 8am! Get ready for another unbearable and desbearful day!”

 

Squidward: “SHUT UP!!!”

 

Steve was awoken not by Monokuma’s morning call, but rather by Squidward's loud screaming.

 

Steve: “Arghhh…!”

 

Squidward: “Are you okay?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, it’s just Monokuma’s alarm…”

 

Squidward stared at Steve blankly. He knew that Steve was actually awoken by Squidward shouting.

 

Squidward: “…”

 

The silence was broken by a call from upstairs. It wasn’t the voice of Homer, but strangely, Basil?

 

Basil: “Oh, you guys are awake!”

 

Basil: “Homer’s still asleep, maybe we should wake him up, b-but I don’t wanna bother him….”

 

Steve and Squidward could hear Homer loudly snoring from upstairs.

 

Basil walked downstairs and arrived at the data centre.

 

Squidward: “So why were you sleeping up there…?”

 

Basil: “….”

 

Basil: “I-I….”

 

Basil’s tone changed completely.

 

Basil: “It’s Leafy….”

 

Steve: “Leafy?! What did she do?”

 

Basil: “…..”

 

Steve: “Maybe I should go look for myself….”

 

Steve went down to the camera room, where he saw Light, staring into the cameras.

 

Light: “Oh, good timing. Steven, I suggest you look into the camera on the teleportation room.”

 

Steve: (“What is it..? It can’t be another murder….”)

 

Dread overtook Steve. Dread and fear that another murder had happened overnight.

 

Steve almost sighed in relief when he found the answer. At least it was something that could be dealt with…

 

 

 

 

Plain as day, Leafy was a zombie.

 

From the strange blue blotches in Leafy’s skin(?), to the ravenous, drooling face that Leafy had developed, Leafy was quite clearly a zombie.

 

Steve: (“Sure, she’s a zombie, but I’m relieved she’s not dead… Monokuma should be able to cure her for sure…”)

 

Fortunately Leafy was tied down by ropes, so there was no risk of her infecting the others. It seemed as though the danger of an epidemic had come to an end.

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: (“I’ve just realised…”)

 

Steve: “There’s only one way to bring back Leafy, isn’t there..?”

 

Once again, Steve was overtaken by worry.

 

Steve: “The zombie virus can’t be cured unless… we kill someone, right??”

 

Steve: “So is Leafy just stuck like this..?”

 

Light: “Do you really think a murder isn’t going to happen, Steve?”

 

Steve: “Huh?”

 

Steve: “We can’t just let a murder happen! That isn’t how we’re going to get out of this!”

 

Light: “Well, it is possible to kill the mastermind, you know. Once we kill Gundham, we’ll get out of here.”

 

Steve: (“Is that really true though? Can we really say for sure that this whole thing about Gundham being a terrorist is true?”)

 

Light: “If you don’t mind Steven, could you gather everyone up, including Leafy?”

 

Steve: “I-Including Leafy??”

 

Light: “Yes, as long as she remains stuck in Basil’s ropes, then no risk is posed.”

 

Light: “Now, please get going. I need to get everyone together to make some rearrangements for the lockdown.”

 

Steve: “Okay. Got it.”

 

Steve: (“Still, I wonder why Light wants to make rearrangements…”)

 

After gathering everyone, including a reluctant Leafy and a tired Homer, Light had begun his discussions.

 

Light: “So… I’ve decided we should make some rearrangements whilst continuing the lockdown.”

 

Homer: “Huh? Why do we still need the lockdown? I hate the lockdown!”

 

Light: “One of us could have been bitten by Leafy without realising it. It’s a possibility we have to consider. If nobody else is infected by tomorrow, then the lockdown can cease.”

 

Sans: “that makes sense i guess. can’t wait for this thing to be over though. it’s worse than corona…”

 

Basil: “A-alright… So what are the arrangements?”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, I better not be with Sans…”

 

Light: “Alright. Firstly, Basil should stay at the dormitory.”

 

Basil: “O-okay! Got it!”

 

Steve: (“At least he’s no longer with Leafy…”)

 

Steve watched spit fall from Leafy’s mouth.

 

Sans: “someone should probably clean that up. it could be infectious…”

 

Light: “It should be fine. I have no intention for anyone to stay at the camera room this time.”

 

Light: “Anyway, Squidward will be staying at the data centre, Sans should go to the teleportation room.”

 

Squidward: “At least we’re not together…”

 

Light: “Homer and I will both go to the Surgery Room. That room is fairly dangerous and I need to keep watch over Homer, in case he takes the rations.”

 

Homer: “Hey I’d never do that…”

 

Steve caught Homer eyeballing the rations bag as he said that, however.

 

Steve: “Uh… Where am I meant to be going then?”

 

Light: “Oh, that’s simple. You will act as a spy for the other group.”

 

Steve: “Spy?”

 

Steve: (“I don’t like the sound of that…”)

 

Light: “Essentially I want you to go over to the other tower with the excuse of taking Leafy to the prison.”

 

Light: “Offer to stick around with them for a day, and use that day to gain as much intel on Gundham and the others as possible.”

 

Steve: “I-I…”

 

Steve: “I feel kind of wrong just doing that…”

 

Light: “Steven… I understand how you feel but…”

 

Light; “We need to see what the mastermind is planning and use it to our advantage so that we can defeat him.”

 

Sans: “i guess he does have a point…”

 

Steve: “Uh… Alright then… I guess I should get going…”

 

Light: “Ah, before you go, take this.”

 

Light offered Steve a can of beans and a metal coil.

 

Steve: “Oh, thanks for the rations… The hunger was really having an effect on me…”

 

Homer: “Me too! Man, I'm hungry..."

 

Homer chuckled as he drooled towards the can of beans

 

Homer: “Mmmmm.... Gimme those beans..."

 

 

Light handed out rations to everyone. Everyone took a nasty looking can of beans.

 

Squidward: “If I wasn’t so hungry I’d never even consider eating this… It looks disgusting.”

 

Steve: “Excuse me, but why did you give me this metal coil..?”

 

Light: “Try attaching it to Leafy’s rope. It’ll allow you to control her from a distance.”

 

Leafy: “Graaaghhhh…”

 

Basil: “Eep!”

 

Steve attached the metal coil to Leafy. He could now move Leafy around from a metre or two away, like controlling a dog.

 

Light: “If you need to release Leafy, press the button on the metal coil. This will unleash Leafy and sling her a couple metres in the direction she’s facing.”

 

Basil: “This is all highly specific… Where did you find this device..?”

 

Light: “I was able to create it by reassembling the mechanism to open the data folders. It uses the same functionality.”

 

Basil: “Wow! You really are the Ultimate Academic!”

 

Light: “Don’t try to earn my sympathy, Basil. You were the same person who brought home a murder weapon on the last island.”

 

Light: “And I suspect you used that very same rope to tie up Leafy. Perhaps you had more villainous intentions with the rope.”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Steve: (“I understand Light’s suspicions, but I still feel like he can be a bit harsh…”)

 

Steve: “Guys, now’s not the time for arguing! Let’s try to work together! If Gundham really is the mastermind, then we’re so close to solving this whole mystery!”

 

Squidward: “I agree with Steve. I’m suspicious of Basil too, but we have a common enemy.”

 

Leafy: “Gluhuurgggh…”

 

Steve: “Alright, I’ll get going to the other tower now…”

 

Light: “Steven, allow me to remind you of something before you leave.”

 

Steve: (“Huh? He said that as if it was something important…”)

 

Light: “…”

 

Light: “You can use the button function on the coil to release Leafy onto Gundham, infecting him.”

 

Steve: “Infecting him??”

 

Steve: “B-but why would I want to infect Gundham??”

 

Light: “Think about it. Infecting the mastermind would cause them to let their guard down.”

 

Light: “This would make killing the mastermind much, much easier…”

 

Steve: (“Do I really want Gundham to get killed though? I feel like something is wrong here… Why would the mastermind give themselves away so easily…?”)

 

Steve: (“Besides Gundham was the one to…”)

 

*Flashback

 

Gundham: “Fuhahaha! Foolish mortal! Don’t you realise that the mastermind is among us.!”

 

Red: “Did you just say among us?”

 

Gundham: “Yes, indeed, one of us is the mastermind. Like a sanguine vampire hiding behind the shadows.”

 

*

 

Steve: (“If I remember correctly, Gundham was the one who told us about the existence of the mastermind in the first place…”)

 

Steve: (“Why would he say such a thing if he himself was the mastermind?”)

 

Steve: (“I don’t think I want to purposely infect Gundham, but I can’t tell that to Light.”)

 

Steve: “Alright… I guess I’ll get going now..”

 

Light: “…”

 

Light: “I’m relying on you to infect Gundham. I’m counting on you.”

 

Steve: “Hopefully it’s possible… He might not let his guard down…”

 

Steve went down to the surgery room and across to the drawbridge with Leafy being dragged along with the rope and metal coil.

 

Steve: (“Okay. Now I need to wait on Basil to lower the drawbridge.”)

 

Steve stood around for a couple minutes with a ravenous Leafy, who was making strange gurgling noises.

 

Leafy: “Greeelggghhh”

 

Steve: (“Basil really is indecisive… Light is probably up there convincing him to press the button…”)

 

Finally the drawbridge lowered.

 

Steve: (“Phew, I was starting to think he wouldn’t actually do it…”)

 

Steve walked across the drawbridge and met Waluigi on the other side.

 

Waluigi: “Wahaha! Welcome, my little friend, to the cool side! Have you finally stopped supporting that foolish Light?”

 

Steve: “Well… I’m mostly here to leave Leafy in prison…”

 

Waluigi: “Ohoho! Leafy did some crimes, did-a she?”

 

Steve: “I mean… Look at her…”

 

Leafy: “Braaaaaaiiiinnnn….”

 

Steve: “She’s clearly a zombie…”

 

Waluigi: “Wah?!”

 

Waluigi: “So Monokuma wasn’t lying about the zombie virus? I was sure that it had to be fake!”

 

Steve: “Nope, he was serious…”

 

Waluigi: “Well, uhhh, Spamton wanted to do some experiments on the zombies… So maybe you should hand her to him…”

 

Waluigi: “He’s downstairs in the lab… You should talk to him.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, maybe he wants to make some kind of cure…”

 

Steve: (“I’m not so sure I can trust Spamton with that, but he didn’t seem to have bad intentions with Shrek, so maybe he won’t here again,..”)

 

Steve dragged Leafy from the games room down to some kind of lab building where he found Spamton.

 

Spamton: “HEY EVERY; ! IT’S ME [[OLDBUDDY]] 1997 PAL SPAMTON!”

 

Steve: “Uh… Hi, Spamton…”

 

Spamton started staring intently into Leafy’s beastly face.

 

 

Spamton: “EAHEAHEAH! IS THAT A GIFT??? GIFT FOR [[SmallCheese]] SUCH AS SPAMTON??”

 

Steve: “A… Gift??”

 

Spamton: “YES HAVE YOU EVER HEARD OF [[Krismas!]] OR ARE YOU JUST IN THE [[Darkner]]??? CAN YOU NOT [[TasteTheVisuals]]??”

 

Steve: “I mean… You want to experiment with Leafy right? Do you want to invent some kind of cure?”

 

Spamton: “A CURE???? THE ONLY CURE WE NEED IS [[Your small nose…]]]!! [[HolyCungadero]] THIS IS MORE THAN JUST A little cure!!!”

 

Steve: “More than just a cure? So do you have even bigger plans with your experiments?

 

Spamton: “BIGGER! MUCH MUCH BIGGER!! SO TALL WE CAN SEE THE [[Light]]! I CAN ALMOST GAZE INTO YOUR [[HeartShapedObject]]!”

 

Steve: “So do you want to end the killing game or something?”

 

Spamton: “EAHEAHEAH! KILLING GAME! END? MORE THAN THAT! I AM GOING TO TAKE US OUTTA THE [[LittleMoleHole]] AND BRING US FREEDOM! A NEW FREEDOM!!!!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: (“I can’t tell if he’s crazy, or if he is actually going to create something helpful…”)

 

Steve: “Alright. If you’re so confident you can bring us all “freedom”, then you can have Leafy…”

 

Steve: (“I better not regret this…”)

 

Steve: “Spamton, while you’re here, do you mind if I investigate the lab..?”

 

Spamton: “EAHEAHEAH! [[CaBingo!!]]! LABS ARE FOR HUMAN MONSTER EVERYONE ARE THEY; YES/NO???”

 

Leafy: “Greeeehhh…”

 

Spamton: “SEE LEAFIE UNDERSANDS!!”

 

Steve inspected the metal walls and contraptions around the lab. There were a whole lot of dangerous items there, but also a lot that could be very useful to a talented mechanic.

 

Steve: “This is actually a pretty nice lab. It feels like something straight from a Sci-Fi set.”

 

Spamton: “I NOSE! IT HAS EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE! PIPE ROPE BOMB OIL! AND ALL FOR ZERO [[Kromers]]! WHAT A [[FreeTransaction!]]”

 

Spamton: “EAHEAHAAHEAH!”

 

Spamton: “BY THE WAY SBEVEN! HAVE YOU HEARD THE [[SweetDeal]]!!”

 

Spamton: “YOU CAN HAVE THIS VERY SPECIL ITEM FOR ONLY [[MyFavourite(!)]] YEAR TRANSACTION OF [[Kromer]]!! WHAT A SALE!!”

 

Spamton offered Steve some kind of lazily done smiley face made of wires.

 

Spamton: “OHOHO! WHADDYA THINK????”

 

Steve: “Uhmmm… No thanks, Spamton…”

 

Steve: (“Despite his completely broken English and obviously scammy merchandise, Spamton definitely has a way of convincing you to buy his products… I can see why they call him the Ultimate Salesman after all.”)

 

Steve: (“That said, I should probably make a run for it before he forces his weird memorabilia on me…”)

 

Steve returned to the games room. The room, while modern, had a much more cosy and homemade feel compared to some of the other rooms in the desolate tower. He could imagine himself sticking around and playing games there for quite some time.

 

Gandhi: “Ah, greetings Steven. This is the games room. I have found myself to be quite the expert at video-games.”

 

Steve spotted Gandhi sitting on a brown couch at the end of the room, next to a flatscreen television. There was some kind of strategy game playing on the television.

 

Gandhi: “This, my friend, is the popular strategy game, Civilisation. It has cutting edge graphics and a highly realistic economics system for a video game.”

 

Steve looked at the screen to see some kind of old-fashioned pixelated map of the world. Gandhi seemed to currently be playing as India, the same country he mentioned himself to be leader of.

 

Steve: (“Gandhi must be pretty outdated if he thinks this is ‘cutting edge’. Even Minecraft looks better than this.”)

 

Gandhi: “I have just discovered knowledge of iron working! Let me use this knowledge to declare war on the foolish Stalin of the Russian Empire!”

 

Steve watched Gandhi declare war on a man with an old fashioned military hat after having discovered iron working.

 

Steve: (“This doesn’t exactly seem realistic either..”)

 

Gandhi: “Ahahahaha! Ahahahah! Die, foolish mortals, die!”

 

Steve: (“Wow, it’s weird seeing Gandhi get all riled up over a video game. You’d expect to be as peaceful in games as he is in real life…”)

 

Gandhi: “Ah, Steven, you should join me. This game very much sates the mind.”

 

Steve: “R-really? I’m not sure about that…”

 

Gandhi: “Well, it is an most excellent game, apart from one thing…”

 

Steve: “Huh? What would that be..?”

 

Gandhi: “I myself am represented in this video game, although very inaccurately.”

 

Steve: (“Gandhi himself is represented? That’s a surprise, especially given that I’ve never heard of Gandhi before the killing game.”)

 

Steve: (“He must be a well-known figure in politics, perhaps that’s why he’s the Ultimate Peacekeeper.”)

 

Steve: (“Still, he said there was some kind of inaccuracy of his representation in this game…”)

 

Steve: “So… What’s wrong with the Gandhi in this game..?”

 

Gandhi: “As soon as he discovers democracy, he becomes a nuclear maniac!”

 

Steve: “W-what?! That’s certainly not the Gandhi I know…”

 

Steve: “Though, when you start playing that game, you seem a little like that…”

 

Gandhi: “Ahaha. It is important to know the difference between fiction and reality. It is a mistake that many foolish people get caught up in.”

 

Steve: “That is good advice, I guess I’ll get going up to the next floor now.”

 

Gandhi: “Understood. Best wishes, Steven.”

 

Steve left for the third floor. It appeared to be a prison, with its repressive atmosphere making it stand out from the other rooms. Red sat there in his cage, yawning boredly to himself.

 

 

Red: “Oh hey”

 

Red: “Prisons pretty boring yeah?”

 

Steve was taken aback by Red, who had gone back to his relaxed way of speaking before he announced himself as Shrek’s killer.

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: (“Can I really trust him..? I mean, he’s surely not evil, but he’s done some really wrong stuff…”)

 

Steve: (“I can’t just treat him the same way as before he killed Shrek and manipulated Kirby.”)

 

Red: “Hey steve i can see ur lookin at me weird”

 

Red: “Betcha think im pretty sus”

 

Red: “So you just gonna stand there and watch me or we gonna talk?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “I just….”

 

Steve: “I don’t know why you did what you did..??”

 

Red: “Hehe.. Goin’ right down the deep end, are we?”

 

Red returned to his less casual way of speaking. This seemed to happen whenever he brought up something serious.

 

Red: “So… I’m not sayin’ what I did was right, but…”

 

Red: “…”

 

Red: “Hey, guess, we’ll put it this way, ehehehehe…”

 

Red paused before speaking.

 

Red: “You’re given a gun, right? You’re told that you have to shoot five of your family members or fifteen strangers…”

 

Red: “What d’ya think you’d do?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: (“This question is ridiculous! It’s nothing like what’s going on right now!”)

 

Steve: “Obviously I’d find a way around that and just not shoot anyone!”

 

Red: “Ahhh.. Y’all are always like this… Tryin’a find a loophole…”

 

Red: “Welll let me tell ya’. There are no loopholes. That’s why I did what I did.”

 

Red: “It’s kill or be killed, yeah? Besides, my crew would be dead without me…”

 

Steve: “That really isn’t the right way of thinking of things! Where there’s a will there’s a way…”

 

Red: “Not true… My crewmates mighta’ already crashed now that I failed to escape… I’m the captain after all…”

 

Red: “S’pretty fricked up yeah?”

 

Steve: “So… If all of this is true… Why did you change your mind and get Kirby to take the blow?”

 

Red: “Yeah, that was pretty messed up… It’s just at that point, I realised there are pretty bright people in here, like Light. My plan was good, but not good enough, ya’ know…”

 

Red: “I didn’t wanna end up like Kirby did…”

 

Red: “Or maybe i'm just some damn psychopath…”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: (“In some ways, I feel like I understand Red… I think his motives are human, but it’s really hard to tell behind that blank visor and creepy way he talks about himself…”)

 

Steve: “Remember how you said there were no loopholes..?”

 

Steve: “Well, what about the mastermind? If we kill the mastermind, then we can escape the killing game…”

 

Red: “Oh, that, huh?”

 

Red: “Not happenin’”

 

Steve: “Not happening?! Why?!”

 

Red: “Remember what the bear wants from this game…”

 

Red: “Despair, ain’t that what he calls it?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Red: “Would it really cause despair to just out the mastermind so early? It ain’t gonna happen, and I’m sure the mastermind has their ways of preventing it.”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: (“Red really does have a point…”)

 

Steve: (“Finding the mastermind won’t be easy. In fact, it won’t be nearly as easy as Light thinks it is…”)

 

Steve: (“Speaking of which, maybe I should talk to Gundham…”)

 

Steve: (“Would it be a good idea to warn him? What if he is the mastermind after all…”)

 

Steve: (“Thinking about this is so confusing that I just feel like doing nothing…”)

 

Steve: (“Still, I should talk to Noob and Gundham.”)

 

Steve went up to the incinerator room, and passed by the second teleportation room along the way, which was mostly identical to the first teleportation room, except without a food bag. At the incinerator room, Steve found the three people he hadn’t talked to yet: Gundham, Noob and Trainer Red. They were staring at a strange black book.

 

Noob: “Woah?! Is that Stevie?”

 

Steve: (“Stevie..? Really?”)

 

Gundham: “Fuhahaha! Welcome to our hidden lair, foolish human.”

 

Gundham: “Be glad we aren’t human hunting, for you would become quite a dish for my four dark devas… Fuhahaha!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “… What?”

 

Steve: (“I can’t believe I believed this guy could be an actual mastermind… He’s just so…. Corny…”)

 

Steve: “Hi, guys.”

 

Noob: “Gundham has shown me his mighty bestiary! Now I know all sorts of taming tricks!”

 

Noob: “Here! Maga-Z! Do a cartwheel!”

 

One of Gundham’s hamsters bit Noob in the shoulder.

 

Noob: “Oof!”

 

Gundham: “Kehehehe… Maga-Z only responds to those with a high astral level…”

 

Noob: “Oh, by the way, Steve, Gundham crafted me a ninja suit! Check this out!”

 

Noob put on a purple t-shirt with a shuriken and a purple scarf.

 

 

Noob: “Whaddya think? Pretty cool! It’s a part of the agreement of the Noobham alliance!”

 

Steve: (“He really is taking this seriously. I better not tell him how silly the t-shirt looks…”)

 

Steve: “It’s uh… Pretty cool, Noob.”

 

Noob: “Oh you think so?! Can I have food as a reward for being so cool?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Noob: “I’m hungry….”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “Everyone’s hungry…. We’re trying to hide our hunger with smiles, but it’s just getting hard to concentrate…”

 

Trainer Red: “I can’t even focus on Gundham’s bestiary anymore….”

 

Steve: (“I think that’d go right over my head too. None of Gundham’s messages about animals and their magical capabilities really make any sense…”)

 

Gundham: “Well, we must endure in spite of our hunger….”

 

Gundham: “As Gandhi put it…. It’s a hunger strike, both against Monokuma and against Light.”

 

Gundham: “I like that line of his…”

 

Trainer Red: “By the way Steve, what are you doing here, and at the incinerator at that..?”

 

Trainer Red: “It seems… Unusual…”

 

Steve: “Oh… I had to leave Leafy in the prison, since she became a zombie, but Spamton took her off my hands…”

 

Noob: “Eek! The zombie thing??? It’s real??”

 

Gundham: “Monokuma has quite foul powers indeed….”

 

Noob: “Though… With all this infernal knowledge… I feel powerful enough to take on any zombie! Heeheeheehee!”

 

Steve: “You better not do that…”

 

Noob: “Aww…. I guess we should leave them to Spamton…”

 

Gundham: “If ever the zombies plague your houses, you should rely on us. I’m quite experienced in fighting the supernatural.”

 

Trainer Red: “I don’t have any Pokémon, but I’ll do what I can too!”

 

Steve: (“A Pokémon… Right, those are meant to be creatures or something. Maybe that’s why he’s so interested in Gundham’s occult talk…”)

 

Steve: “By the way, what are you guys doing at an incinerator room?”

 

Steve looked around the flaming red room. It seemed like the exact opposite of a place that “The Supreme Overlord of Ice” would want to hang out in.

 

Gundham: “Ah yes, this room. We prefer to call it ‘the gauntlet’…”

 

Noob: “The gauntlet of doom! Heeheehee!”

 

Gundham: “Just the gauntlet, Noob. Just the gauntlet…”

 

Steve: (“I see, even Gundham has his limits.”)

 

Gundham: “It is a sort of test of our might. By staying in the gauntlet, we are trying to prove ourselves worthy to take on any foe!”

 

Gundham: “I, the Supreme Overlord of Ice, want to prove myself capable of enduring even the most foul and demonic fire!”

 

Trainer Red: “I think it’s a good idea. It strengthens our bonds after all.”

 

Steve: “Strengthening bonds is important? I never really thought about it, but I guess you’re right.”

 

Trainer Red: “It is the one way we can build trust. The more trust we have, the less likely we are to kill each other.”

 

Steve: “Wow. I must have mistook you for the introverted type.”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Noob: “He doesn’t like to talk too much, but he still believes in us!”

 

Trainer Red: “…..”

 

Trainer Red looked kind of embarrassed after being called out on acting extroverted.

 

Trainer Red: “Look…”

 

Trainer Red: “I don’t really like to talk to people, but words are our strongest weapon in this killing game.”

 

Gundham: “That’s a nice line.”

 

Noob: “Yeah! All we need to do is convince people not to kill each other!”

 

Steve: “Yeah… I think you’re right…”

 

Steve: “But still….”

 

Steve: (“I don’t want to say it, but I think they’re being too optimistic. I’m sure there’s definitely someone out there with some sort of killing plans….”)

 

Steve: (“Is it wrong of me not to warn Gundham? I just don’t want Noob to get worried…”)

 

Noob: “Huh? You look worried, doncha? Well try not to worry! At least you have food, hehe.”

 

Steve: (“There’s that too, someone might kill out of starvation…”)

 

Gundham: “Nor does your face contain the sickly hues of a zombie…”

 

Steve: (“And there’s that…. Someone might kill to stop the zombie infection, or a zombie themselves might kill…”)

 

Steve: “I just think I’m gonna spend some time here having a day off. I could use some free time…”

 

Steve met Noob at the second teleportation room.

 

Noob: “Hmm… I wonder if we could bribe them to send food across…”

 

Noob: “Oh! Oh! Steve! I’m pretty hungry! You got a snack?”

 

Steve: “Ehehehe… Yeah, I do…”

 

Steve handed out Noob a can of beans that was only half eaten.

 

Noob: “Ewwww!! No way I’m eating beans!”

 

Steve: (“I really thought he’d be a bit more appreciative, especially since he hasn’t eaten in over two days….”)

 

Steve: “I thought you’d be really happy to have food…”

 

Noob: “Nononono! I’d rather starve than eat beans!”

 

Noob and Steve spent some time discussing food.

 

-Free Time Event 2 with Noob-

 

Steve: “So, you are the Ultimate Lucky Student, aren’t you?”

 

Noob: “Yep! That’s me!”

 

Steve: “Right… It’s just that I hardly ever hear you talk about it…”

 

Noob: “Uh… That’s cuz it’s not really anything special, you know?”

 

Steve: “Nothing special..? I mean who knows, maybe your luck will come in handy?”

 

Noob: “Haha, yeah right. Luck isn’t actually a real thing! That’s just crazy!”

 

Noob: “Besides, I’m hardly lucky in the first place! If I was, I wouldn't even be here, y’know?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “I guess we’re actually some of the least lucky people in the world…”

 

Noob: “Yeah, hehe.”

 

Noob: “But… Still! It’s best not to think about luck too hard! It might drive you crazy!”

 

Noob: “We always think that we’re really unlucky, but that’s actually cuz’ we don’t think about the things we’re lucky enough to have very often…”

 

Steve: “Huh? Such as..?”

 

Noob: “Well I’m lucky enough to have this can of beans you gave me right now, heheh!”

 

Steve: “O-oh, I see. I thought you said you hated it though…”

 

Noob: “Yeah, but Gundham’s hamsters might not!”

 

Noob: “So big thanks for the gift, even if I’m not gonna have it!”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Steve: “Huh? Is something bothering you?”

 

Noob: “It’s just this whole “lucky” nonsense!”

 

Noob: “Since I’m the Ultimate Lucky Student, everyone’s gonna think anything cool I do is just me being lucky….”

 

Noob: “Like if I ever save Gundham with my cool ninja stunts, he’s just gonna say it was all luck or something…”

 

Steve: “Huh? I don’t think that’s true.”

 

Steve: “I think Gundham’s the kinda guy to realise your true potential.”

 

Noob: “Oh? You think so?”

 

Noob: “That’s pretty good to know!”

 

Noob: “Yeah! I should trust Gundham to believe in me! He’s a pretty cool guy, isn’t he?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I think so…”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “Just make sure not to get yourself hurt….”

 

Steve: “If someone tries to attack Gundham, you can always run away, before it gets too late…”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Noob: “Me?”

 

Noob: “Heheheh…. I will never back down!”

 

Noob: “Even if someone tries to attack me, I’ll find some other way to take down the attacker!”

 

Noob: “There’s no way I’m letting the Supreme Overlord of Ice down after all! Fuhehehehe!”

 

Steve: (“I’m always a bit worried about his recklessness, but hopefully it won’t put him in danger….”)

 

Steve: (“He definitely seems like a nice person though… I almost wish I was more courageous in defending my friends…”)

 

Steve: (“I need to remember to check my messages. Hopefully there isn’t anything suspicious on there…”)

 

-basil: Good morning everyone again…. [8:10]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): It took you even longer to say it this time! Are you afraid or something? [8:11]

-basil: Well yeah! Leafy turned into a zombie!! [8:13]

-basil: It’s okay though! Everything’s gonna be okay! [8:13]

-Squidward: No, it isn’t. We’re in this killing game with nothing to live for… [8:14]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: NOTHINGS??? THATS VERY [[Cry]] BUT I ASSURE YOU THIS KILLING GAMES ANOUT TO GET [[BigWins!!]] [#:##]

-TanakaEmpire (Official): Big Wins?! Are you implying something is about to happen, you hellish goblin? [8:16]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: EAHEAHEAH! SOMETHING ABOUT TO HAPPEN!!! SOUNDS LIKE YOUR WAITING!! [#:##]

-ur mom: whatever it is, it better not be another killing… [8:17]

-basil: I can’t believe that a killing happened in the first place! [8:17]

-~Gandhi~: I remind everyone not to even consider killing. Is it right to fall for this cruel game..? [8:18]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): We shouldn’t even talk about it in the first place!! [8:19]

-ur mom: you guys wanna know a joke??? [12:38]

-Squidward: Anything other than a joke… [12:38]

-ur mom: ur face! [12:39]

-Squidward: I said no, Sans… [12:39]

-ur mom: yeah, well ur face is no joke. [12:40]

-ur mom: in fact, if your skull was damaged, then you’d collapse and become a little corpse on the floor. [12:40]

-ur mom: so it's best to take serious care of your face. you don’t want to damage it after all, hehe. [12:40]

-Squidward: You aren’t my mother, Sans… [12:41]

-ur mom: yes i am. i’m literally called ‘ur mom’, sonny. [12:42]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: A [[NotClickbait]] TWIST OF ALL TIMES!!!! ! ! ! [#:##]

-TanakaEmpire (Official): REVIEW OF PECULIAR SPECIMENS - ENTRY 3 -The Hamster- [2:21]

-TanakaEmpire (Official): The hamster is a peculiar beast indeed; despite its initially mundane appearance, it is without a doubt, most demonic. Any fool may enter a hamster's lair, but only the most trained and -reinforced tamers will find themselves coming out of its hiding place alive. For this reason, it is always important to arm yourself when dealing with these demonic beasts, or else you may have to sacrifice your limbs. The method of gaining allegiance with these beasts is resultantly much more complicated than the comparatively mundane cat and dog. However, as Supreme Overlord of Ice, I am the Ultimate Breeder and therefore know their secrets. One must feed them the seeds of the flower of radiant energy or the seeds of the orange melon that bears the face of the devil. Once you have obtained these precious and uncommon ingredients, one must allow these to synthesise by engaging in a petting ritual. During this ritual one must chant the words “good girl, good girl”, or “good boy, good boy”. Once finished, if the demon beast you call a “hamster” finds you a suitable host, it will seek allegiance with you. Lastly, be warned tamers, as these demons are capable of eating even their own family, without a doubt, they are relentlessly merciless. Be careful when seeking them as your ally! [2:21]

-ur mom: how do you write that so quickly… [2:22]

-basil: Yeah, I wanna know too!! [2:23]

-TanakaEmpire (Official): Kehehehe… Foolish mortals, do you not realise? There is a secret switch which goes by the name of copy and paste within these phones… I dare you to find it. [2:23]

-ur mom: omg i didn’t realise that you could copy and paste this whole time… [2:24]

-ur mom: gundham tanaka is a foolish mortal fiend lol kehehehe! gundham tanaka is a foolish mortal fiend lol kehehehe! gundham tanaka is a foolish mortal fiend lol kehehehe! gundham tanaka is a foolish mortal fiend lol kehehehe! gundham tanaka is a foolish mortal fiend lol kehehehe! gundham tanaka is a foolish mortal fiend lol kehehehe! >:D [2:26]

-TanakaEmpire (Official): What is this bloody ritual? You know my weakness? You even remembered to bear the devil’s face at the end of your ritual… You truly are the chosen one, I had my suspicions. [2:27]

-ur mom: yeah you got the right guy. i’m the next luke skywalker. [2:27]

-SPAMTON [[OFFICIL]]: YOU SANS??? CHOSEN ONE???? I’VE NEVER HEARD SUCH A [[Crooked Spoon]] IN MY LIVINGS! YOU CLAIM TO [[Un originil]] STARWALKER!! [#:##]

 

Steve: (“Looks like it’s just a bunch of nonsense as usual… Still, Spamton claims to be getting ‘[[BigWins!]]’ for the killing game, whatever that means…”)

 

Steve: (“Still, I’ve got some more time to spend before I leave the tower, I should probably find someone else to talk to.”)

 

Steve decided to meet up with Spamton in his lab… For some reason…

 

Spamton: “OH MOST ESTEEM CUSTOMER!!! ARE YOU HAERE TO LOOK AT## MY [[MAGICAL INVENTORY THAT ALWAYS EXPANDS!!!!]]”

 

Steve: “Uh… Umm….”

 

Steve: (“Was talking to Spamton really a good idea..?”)

 

Steve: “Yeah, I guess… I wanna see you what you have in store…”

 

Spamton: “MMMM!!! DELICIS!!! THEN LET US BEGIN !!!”

 

-Free Time Event 1 With Spamton-

 

Steve entered Spamton’s “store” of items. Also known as a dodgy lab full of probably dangerous chemicals branded with weird names like “SodiumPipis”.

 

Spamton: “SO WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE [fellowConsumer]!! ARE YOU HERE TO MAKE A TRANSACTION OF THE SWEETSWEET [[HyperlinkedBlocked]]??”

 

Steve: “Uh-umm… No, not really… I’m just wanna find a bit more about you Spamton…”

 

Steve: “I feel like… I don’t really know much…”

 

Spamton: “HMMM YES!!! A [Fresh!!] DECISIN INDEED!!! (Pay #$]^< KROMER to resume CONVERSATION)”

 

Steve: “Eh… Uh… Okay..?”

 

Steve: (“Maybe talking to Spamton was a mistake…”)

 

Spamton: “HMMMMMMMMMMMM….. I HAVE AN IDEA EXCILENT!! YOU DEFINITELY NEED TO TRANSMIT [[ConsumerProfile]] }}!•••”

 

Steve: “W-What…? Consumer profile?!”

 

Spamton: “YES YES! I AM QUITE THE [PipisPerson] AFTER ALL! I COULDN’T SIMPLY LET A CUSTOMER [Die and Eat the Dust]!! I NEED TO KNOW IF YOU PREFER THE [[Spamton on a STRING!!]] OR THE [Silly Little Things!!!]”

 

Spamton: “PERHAPS WHEN THE TIME IS RIGHT YOU COULD GET MY [Commemorative Ring!!!]”

 

Spamton: “NEW FRESH [1997!!!]”

 

Steve: “I-I don’t think 1997 is new or fresh, but I guess I should give you my “consumer profile” by telling you about my self…”

 

Spamton: “YYES YESS!!! PLEASE GO AHEAD!!! EAHEAHEAHEAH!!!!”

 

Steve: “So I’m a miner.. I live on my own, I guess…”

 

Spamton: “HMMM!!! A MINOR????!! YOU MEAN LIEK THIS KIDS AND KIDS WHO PLAY [[Minecrap]] and [FLORPNITE!]]]] WELL I HAVE JUST THE THING FOR YOU!!!”

 

Spamton: “TRY THE SPAMTON BODY PILLOW!!! IT’S SMOOTH LIKE THE [[TASTEOFNEO]] ITS FRESH LIKE THE [[ALSO THE TASTE OF NEO]]!!! IT’S A [[SpamtonSpecil]]!!!”

 

Steve: “Uhm…. I think you must be pretty desperate for money to be offering me a body pillow… I don’t think that’s exactly my thing…”

 

Spamton: “MONEY!!! NONONO!!! I’M NOT IN IT FOR THE MONEY YOU [[StupidClown…]] I’M IN IT FOR THE FREEDOM!!!”

 

Spamton: “THE [SW#ET#WEET] FREEDOM THAT TIES OUR [[LITTLE flesh KNOTS]] AND UNDOES THOSE [[SillyStrings!!]]!!! !!! ! !! ! ! ! ! ! !]########”

 

Spamton: “yes i’m in it for the freedom!!! even if it takes our lives…”

 

Steve was slightly disturbed by what Spamton was saying… He was definitely acting odd to say the least, maybe even stranger than usual, somehow.

 

Spamton: “AND THAT’S WHY I’M GOING TO MAKE A [[[[[[[MASINE]]]]]]]]!!! !! IT’S GOING TO TAKE THOSE [[[BIGNOSED PUPPETS!!!]]] AND TURN THEM INTO LIFELESS muppets!!!!!!!!”

 

Spamton: “IT’LL BE MY GREATEST CREATION, EAHEAHEAHEAH!!!”

 

Steve found himself running away from Spamton and his strange antics and before long, he had left the room.

 

Steve: (“It’s probably right to check on Red, next… I can’t just leave him there, it’d be wrong, even if what he did is kinda unforgivable…”)

 

Steve went to the prison to look over Red.

 

Red: “Huh the hell u doin in here”

 

Steve: “I… Guess… I just wanted to talk too you…”

 

Red: “Man ur stubborn bout me bein the good guy but ok”

 

-Free Time Event 1 With Red-

 

Red: “Aight so why the hell u talkin to me”

 

Red: “Sounds like a pretty weird thing to do if im bein honest”

 

Steve: “Well… I kind of felt bad for you, locked up like that… It must be pretty miserable…”

 

Red: “Guess so but i dont rly care i should prolly sit out my punishment yknow”

 

Steve: “I mean…. I guess, but it still feels wrong to lock you up like this…”

 

Red: “Ehehehehe… Do ya’ somehow think I’m the good guy or somethin’..?”

 

Red: “If ya’ do then yer’ damn wrong… If ya’ let me loose then I’ll kill another, and hell, maybe I won’t even regret the next one, ehehehehe…”

 

Red: “Heh… Not like I regret killin’ the first one anyway…”

 

Steve: “S-Stop being like this Red… This isn’t the Red that I knew back on the first island…”

 

Red: “Well guess what?! Some people can lie can’t they?! Just cos’ the serial killer you met seemed like a nice crewmate don’t mean that he’s good on the inside…”

 

Steve: “Huh… You sound like you’re talking from experience… Wasn’t there someone who you once met that you thought you trusted..?”

 

Red: “Heh…. Only one person…”

 

Steve: “Who…?”

 

Red: “Myself, duh. Go read the room can ya’?!”

 

Steve: “So… You don’t trust yourself..?”

 

Red: “…”

 

Red: “Nah, it ain’t that… S’more like I try to make people trust me only for me to kill ‘em and trick up their lives…”

 

Red: “Ehehehe…”

 

Steve: “That’s… That’s sick…”

 

Red: “Course it’s sick. The hell else did I do that to Kirby and to Shrek… Their bodies are rottin’ like flies thanks to me…”

 

Red: “Almost like it’s my job to hurt people…”

 

Steve: (“U-Ugh…. I find it so hard to read Red… Sometimes he looks like he has genuine guilt and then seconds later he turns into some bloodthirsty psychopath…”)

 

Steve: (“I can’t really tell what’s true or not… Maybe he’s just playing me…”)

 

Red: “Hey, Stevo?”

 

Steve: “Stevo…”

 

Red: “Yeah s’my nickname for ya’…”

 

Steve: “W-What do you want..?”

 

Red: “Ehehehehe… This motive’s pretty damn bad, huh?”

 

Red: “If ya’ wanna let me outta this cage and kill me, yer’ free to… Might put an end ta’ all o’ this…”

 

Red: “Degenerates like me don’t deserve ta’ live ‘nyway…”

 

Steve: “W-What?! No way! I’m not just gonna kill someone like that!”

 

Red: “Yeah s’what I thought…”

 

Red: “It was just a trick anyway…”

 

Red: “If you were gonna free me, I was just gonna getcha first…”

 

Red: “It’s not like I’d just make a heroic sacrifice anyway, ehehehe….”

 

Steve: (“Ugh… Maybe I shouldn’t have started this conversation… Red… Really can be just a horrible person…”)

 

Tired of Red’s strange zigzagging personality, Steve left the prison, probably not to return for quite some time.

 

Steve: (“I should get going now as it’s pretty late, and I don’t want Light to think that I’ve switched teams. I probably won’t have much to report to him as a “spy”, but hopefully he won’t be too disappointed by my findings.”)

 

Steve went to the drawbridge, once again waiting for it to open.

 

Steve: “…”

 

Gundham: “Steven….”

 

Steve: “Oh, Gundham. Are you here to say goodbye..?”

 

Gundham: “I’m here to tell you that I know your intentions…”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: (“Does he know that I’m a spy..?”)

 

Gundham: “You were sent here by Light, were you not?”

 

Gundham: “You were sent here to defeat me?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: (“Should I tell him..?”)

 

Steve: “Yes…”

 

Gundham: “I admire your honesty.”

 

Gundham: “Furthermore, I appreciate that you did not attempt to kill or infect me…”

 

Gundham: “You might just have saved my immortal soul…”

 

Gundham: “…”

 

Gundham: “That said, I have my comrades. The Noobham allegiance will not fall so quickly!”

 

Steve: “Oh, right, that. Is that a serious alliance?”

 

Gundham: “Fuhahahaha...! Futile, futile!"

 

Gundham: “Dare you question its legitimacy?!”

 

Gundham: “…”

 

Gundham: “That said, it was mostly formed as a result of Noob bravely approaching me…”

 

Gundham: “I honour those who can approach the great Gundham Tanaka; those are my worthy allies.”

 

Gundham: “Likewise, you, Steve, have not done anything against me…”

 

Gundham: “Perhaps some day we could also be allies….”

 

The bridge began to lower once again.

 

Gundham: “Farewell, mortal, I wish not to breach your fortress…”

 

Gundham left like a shadow back into the second tower.

 

Steve: (“I’m glad he didn’t try to enter the first tower, though he’d probably just be hunted by Light if he tried to. I’m sure he’s aware of that fact.”)

 

Steve walked across the bridge and arrived back at the first tower. He could hear Light’s voice faintly from the surgery room.

 

Light: “Everyone! Steve’s back! We should have a meeting before we go to sleep.”

 

Everyone gathered around Light in the surgery room.

 

Squidward: “Welcome back Steve.”

 

Sans: “yeah, good to see ya’. it was getting pretty boring with only five of us.”

 

Sans: “anyways, light called us. any reason why?”

 

Light: “Well, first of all, I’d like to call out Basil on his incompetence.”

 

Basil: “..!”

 

Light: “Yes, you’ve heard me. You’ve done exactly nothing but waste our food supply…”

 

Light: “Not to mention you were so slow at pressing the drawbridge button that I had to do it myself.”

 

Light: “Honestly, you’re more incompetent than Sans and Homer…”

 

Sans: “that’s going too far, light. i’m much more incompetent than basil…”

 

Sans: “do you have some personal grudge against that kid or somethin’?”

 

Light: “Personal grudge…? Of course not…”

 

Light: “My only grudge is against little brats like Basil…. Useless people who only cause the world to rot…”

 

Steve: (“Light really seems to be losing control here… He’s definitely not the Light I knew….”)

 

Light: “To put it honestly, the world would be better if rotten excuses for humans like him were gone…”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Sans: “Alright, that’s enough…”

 

Sans appeared much more serious than before. He still had his usual unending smile, but this time he seemed angrier. He wasn’t his usual, laid-back self.

 

And then…!

 

Sans bit Light right in the shoulder.

 

Light: “Gh…!”

 

Light: “Get off me you subhuman freak!”

 

Light shoved Sans off onto Basil, who was currently crying and panicking about the whole situation. After Sans was thrown at Basil, Basil screamed and ran away.

 

Squidward: “Light…”

 

Squidward: “I think we’re done with you as a leader…”

 

Light: “No that’s wrong! Get that subhuman skeleton off to the quarantine immediately! He bit me!”

 

Light finally seemed to have snapped under the pressure. He wasn’t his usual, more relaxed self.

 

Light: “Get him now!”

 

Sans: “eh, i’ll head off now. probably gonna be a zombie by the evening so i might just lock myself up.”

 

Sans: “hope you’ll be joining me soon in prison, light, hehe…”

 

Light: “Give me one day! ONE DAY! We need to kill Gundham before I become a zombie! We need to!”

 

Light: “Squidward! You need to be my volunteer! Squidward, you need to kill him!”

 

Squidward looked at Light in disgust as Sans strolled down the drawbridge.

 

Squidward: “Light… We can’t just let you run around killing people…”

 

Homer: “Yeah! That’d be bad!”

 

Steve: “I… think we should just have a rest…”

 

Steve: “We can discuss everything and get Light off to prison tomorrow…”

 

Squidward: “… Honestly… I agree… Let’s sort this out tomorrow…”

 

Homer: “Yeah… I’m sleepy…”

 

Light: “Fine… That is acceptable… I will face my imprisonment, if it clears up that I’m not going to bite or kill anyone…”

 

Light: “That said, you all should consider killing someone, especially Gundham, before everyone gets infected…”

 

Steve: “Alright… I’ll sleep in the camera room, it’d be good to watch over Light.”

 

Light: “…”

 

Light: “I’ll go to the data centre.”

 

Squidward: “Basil’s probably ran up to the dormitory, so that means I should go to the teleportation room, while Homer can stay in the surgery room.”

 

Homer: “Sounds good! Wait, where’s the surgery room?”

 

Squidward: “Right where we’re standing.”

 

Homer: “Oops! I forgot!”

 

Homer: “Man, I really wanna beer right now. Why doesn’t this boring place have a bar..?

 

Squidward: “Don’t even think about it Homer! We need to focus!”

 

Steve: “I think I’m gonna get going now. I’m off to the camera room.”

 

Steve walked up a floor to the camera room. He tried to get himself to sleep on the cold metal floor while avoiding the possibly infectious pile of drool that Leafy left behind.

 

Steve: (“Ugh… It’s gonna be hard to sleep here, isn’t it…”)

 

Steve: (“I’m jealous of Basil and Light for having rooms with actual beds, and not just zombie spit…”)

 

Steve: (“Hopefully things will work out in the morning though. To be honest, I’m pretty stressed… As long as Light doesn’t secretly bite anyone in the night then we’re good though…”)

 

Steve: (“I don’t think he’d do it though… Although he sort of had it coming from Sans, I don’t think his anger is gonna make him run around infecting us all…”)

 

Steve: ("Ugh... I should just put this all aside and go to bed...")

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed! I tend to ask questions at the end of my chapters, so this time I'll ask: Who do you want to see make it to the end? Who do you want to die the least and what would be your ideal survivor cast? On the other hand, what's your less ideal, but predicted survivor cast?

Chapter 16: Chapter 2 [E] - The Walking Red

Notes:

Here's another chapter for you guys!! Hope you can enjoy, there's some pretty cool stuff in here!

~CHAPTER 16 ~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Spamton (Deltarune)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

 

Monokuma: “Good morning islanders! It is now 8am! Get ready for another unbearable and desbearful day!”

 

Steve: (“Ugh… I wish I could just stay asleep… Then I wouldn’t have to be reminded of how terrifying the current circumstances are…”)

 

Steve: “Ugh… Morning, Monokuma…”

 

Steve: (“Right, I forgot he can’t hear me…”)

 

Steve: (“Well… Actually, he kind of can… He’s surveying us at all times, isn’t he…”)

 

Steve: (“Oh, it looks like I’ve got another private message…”)

 

LightYagami: “Please, everyone, let’s meet up at the surgery room. There we can begin our discussions.

 

Steve: (“Alright, I guess I should get going…”)

 

Everyone gathered up at the surgery room.

 

Homer: “Where is everyone???”

 

Basil: “U-ummm… Homer… This is everyone…”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, the rest of us have turned into zombies, and Light will be joining them soon.”

 

Light: “Indeed. It is an unfortunate truth, but I must be imprisoned for your safety…”

 

Light: “Steven, do you mind doing the honours?”

 

Steve: “Oh, uh… Sure, I guess…”

 

Light: “Great. Take me to the prison. If there are any free cages, put me in one…”

 

Steve: “Oh, I think there were only three cages, one for Leafy, one for Red and one for Sans. Spamton’s probably finished experimenting with Leafy so that cage won’t be free.”

 

Light: “Ah, in that case, tie me to the metal coil that I gave you earlier.”

 

Light: “Interesting that you decided to let Spamton experiment on Leafy.”

 

Light: “Anyway, let’s get going…”

 

Basil: “Good luck everyone!”

 

Basil: “Make sure to come back, Steve!”

 

Basil: “I’ll make sure to hit the drawbridge button!”

 

Squidward: “Alright… See you… Hope you don’t find a body on the other side…”

 

Basil: “Hey! Don’t say that!”

 

Squidward: “I’m just preparing you for the worst.”

 

Steve: “It’s okay… I believe in us, so I don’t think there’ll be a body on the other end…”

 

Steve and Light went to the drawbridge. This time, Basil opened the drawbridge quite quickly.

 

Light: “Of course he lowers the bridge almost immediately when it’s me…”

 

Just then, Noob and Gundham ran across the bridge.

 

Noob: “Guys! Guys! We’re in danger!”

 

Gundham: “Yes! The mortals of this realm are at risk of having their souls snatched by The Monstrosity!”

 

Light: “Huh? You can’t just cross the drawbridge like that!”

 

Steve: “So… What is this “Monstrosity” Gundham…?”

 

Gundham: “It is an unspeakable terror beyond your mortal comprehension!”

 

Noob: “It… It’s terrifying! It’s so scary! Kahahaha!”

 

Gundham: “It’s “kehehehe”, not “kahahaha”, you foolish apprentice!”

 

Noob: “Oh, my bad..!”

 

Light: “Can you cut to the chase and tell us what this unspeakable monstrosity is?”

 

Noob: “It… It’s…”

 

Noob: “It’s Spamton, okay? It’s Spamton!”

 

Gundham: “Gasp… You spoke the forbidden name…”

 

Noob: “He said he became Neo or something and now he’s in this massive mech suit…”

 

Steve: “What the hell…?”

 

Light: “That certainly is unusual…”

 

Light: “Does he pose a risk?”

 

Gundham: “Yes! Quite the risk indeed! Spamton has become capable of creating these great blasts of infernal energy and has prepared himself several bombs.”

 

Steve: “B-bombs?”

 

Light: “That certainly is a concern.”

 

Just then, Spamton, in a strange luminous battle suit, appeared behind the door to the second tower.

 

 

 

Spamton: “EAHEAHEAHEAH! THANKS TO YOU! I HAVE BECOME [[Neo]]!”

 

Spamton: “ARE YOU READY FOR THE SMOOTH TASTE OF NEO!!!?????”

 

Spamton launched a ball of plasma at Noob, who struck some kind of ninja pose and narrowly avoided it.

 

Noob: “Look at his strings… They must be his weakness!”

 

Gundham: “Indeed, it is now impossible for him to enter the other building. His machine is stuck to strings, so he’s stuck in the building…”

 

Spamton: “YES[[YESSINGTON]]! MY [[SillyStrings!]]!!!!! !! !!

 

Spamton shot another blast at Noob as he cackled to himself and went up the building.

 

Noob attempted a backflip but was hit by the blast and expelled towards the first tower.

 

Noob: “O-Owch…”

 

Light: “This idiot! He’s interrupting everything!”

 

Light: “Rush me off to prison, Steve, while Gundham focuses on taking him down.”

 

Noob: “Y-yeah… I can use the teleporter to send you over any items that will help in the fight…”

 

Light: “Yeah, send over the knife from the rations bag… Hopefully Gundham can disarm him by cutting the strings.”

 

Gundham: “Very well… Let’s go… I’m going to defeat you, fiery monster!”

 

Noob: “Hehe… I think I was too hungry to fight anyway…. You go, Gundham! I believe in you!”

 

Steve: “Okay, let’s do this…”

 

Steve, Gundham and Light ran into the games room. It looked ravaged and not quite in the same condition it was before.

 

Light: “The coil… It’s in the lab, right?”

 

Steve: “Yeah.”

 

Gandhi came out of the lab stairs.

 

Gandhi: “Everyone is hiding in there, but my time has come. I must protect everyone from Spamton’s vile blasts.”

 

Gandhi: “Steven, you wanted this coil, right?”

 

Gandhi handed Steve the metal coil.

 

Gandhi: “Now, take Light up to the prison. While you do this, I will taunt Spamton, so that Gundham can reach him unscathed…”

 

Everyone ran up to the prison. Spamton was probably waiting in the top floor, the incinerator room.

 

Light: “Tie me up here, Steven.”

 

Light: “There shouldn’t be much time left before I become a zombie…”

 

Leafy and Sans peered at Light from their cages.

 

Leafy: “Graaahhhagghhhh….”

 

Sans: “howwwww diddd the zombieeee solvvvveee the matttthssss tesssstttt…?”

 

Sans: “using his braaaaaaaaaiiiinnnnsssss…”

 

Light: “He’s still making jokes as a zombie. How uncanny,”

 

Steve tied Light up using the coil.

 

Light: “Alright… All of you… Go without me…”

 

Gundham: “Fuhahaha! Let us ascend…”

 

Light: “Steve! Get back to the data centre! There’s something there that’s vital to defeat Spamton!”

 

Steve: (“Something vital? What is he referring to??”)

 

Steve: “O-okay! I’ll get going!”

 

Steve ran down the stairs. As he did, he heard Gandhi shout.,.

 

Gandhi: “Go get me, Spamton! “Grandpa Gandhi” is coming for you!”

 

Steve: (“He sounded so unnatural saying that…”)

 

Just then, a blast broke through the floor and Gandhi came flying down to the games room.

 

Gandhi: “Aghhh… He… He blasted me…”

 

Steve: “Hang in there! I’ll take you down to the lab…”

 

Gandhi: “N-no… Focus on getting to the data centre. I still need to distract Spamton…”

 

Steve: “A-agh..! Okay..!”

 

Steve ran across the drawbridge and ran up to the data centre.

 

Steve: (“Ugh… I haven’t had such exercise in a long time…”)

 

Steve: (“Huh? What’s this? A private message?”)

 

TanakaEmpire(Official): Foolish mortal! You must remember to type Light Yagami’s name into the data centre! Once we know his information, we can use it against Spamton!

 

Steve: (“Ugh… High expectations as always, Gundham… How did he expect me to think that a folder was the vital item to defeat Spamton..?”)

 

Steve: (“Either way, I should get to typing this quickly…”)

 

-PLEASE ENTER NAME TO ACCESS FOLDER. FULL NAME REQUIRED.-

 

Steve quickly typed in “Light Yagami”

 

-ACCESS GRANTED. OPENING FOLDER.-

 

Steve: (“Well, they must have the folder. This better be worth it…”)

 

Steve looked out the hole he made to make the beds to a hole Spamton must have made in his battle with Gundham.

 

Steve: (“It’s hard to see, but maybe Spamton’s in that room… Or maybe he’s upstairs in the teleportation room…”)

 

Spamton appeared and grimaced at Steve as he looked out the hole.

 

Steve: (“Oh God… I think I can see Spamton from here….”)

 

Spamton tossed a bomb from one side to the other.

 

Steve: (“Oh Jesus…. This guy has a good throw when he’s a robot…. I better do something about this bomb, now!”)

 

Steve observed the bomb. There were two wires… One that had “five minutes” written on it and one that had “five seconds” written on it…

 

Steve: (“The “five minutes” one is cut! That means this is gonna blow up in less than five minutes!”)

 

Steve noticed a third wire, however this one was at the bottom and read “thirty seconds”

 

Steve: (“Agh! I thought the wire at the bottom would be a defuse wire! It looks there’s no way to defuse this, I need to warn Basil upstairs!”)

 

Steve ran up to the dormitory.

 

Steve: “Basil! There’s a bomb downstairs! We better run or we’re gonna die!”

 

Basil: “…!”

 

Basil started panicking, Steve might have seen tears in his eyes.

 

Steve: “Basil! We have to go! Now!”

 

Suddenly the room went black.

 

Steve: “Agh! A blackout! We need to go, Basil, now!”

 

Steve heard something. Footsteps, perhaps?

 

Basil: “Maybe….. This is fate…..”

 

Steve: “…!”

 

Basil: “Don’t worry…. Nobody else is going to be hurt… I raised the drawbridge, so nobody in the other tower could get themselves hurt….”

 

Basil: “If… We keep the bridge raised…. Only you, Squidward, Homer and I will die….”

 

Steve: “No, Basil! We need to run! Now!”

 

Steve pressed the drawbridge button, lowering it again, and grabbed Basil, who tried to resist him.

 

Steve: “C’mon! Let’s go!”

 

Basil: “I-I…. I don’t want to….”

 

Steve: “What do you mean you don’t want to? Otherwise you’ll die!”

 

Basil: “we…. we have to face that fact….”

 

Basil: “we were going to die at some point anyway….”

 

Steve felt Basil’s tears on his sleeve.

 

Steve: “We have about two minutes left! I’m not going to let you die here alone!”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Suddenly, the lights went back on.

 

Steve: “C’mon! We need to go, Basil! Now!”

 

*BOOM*

 

The whole room filled with smoke. To their surprise, Steve and Basil were unharmed.

 

Basil: “…”

 

Basil: “Huh??”

 

Steve: “It looks like the bomb was a dud.”

 

Steve: “Looks like fate is in your favour after all, haha…”

 

Steve still couldn’t help feel anything but concern that Basil attempted to get himself blown up by the bomb.

 

Squidward and Homer ran up to the dormitory where Basil and Steve were.

 

Squidward: “Everyone! You’re safe… Thank goodness…”

 

Homer: “Aww, Squidward’s being all nice!”

 

Squidward: “Shut up, Homer!”

 

Homer: “Jesus, okay, okay!”

 

Homer: “What a cute liddle squiddy!”

 

Squidward: “…”

 

Squidward: “Uggggghhh….”

 

Steve: “S-so…. What happened? Was the bomb a fake?”

 

Squidward: “…”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Steve: (“Why is everyone staring at me..?”)

 

Squidward: “Steve… Look out the window…”

 

Steve looked out to see what was going on. As he did, he felt a sudden rush of terror and fear. A sensation he could only call despair…

 

The top floor of the other building, the incinerator room, was blown up completely, and the second highest floor, the teleportation room, was mostly in a wreck. Anyone who was in those rooms at the time of the explosion was almost certainly dead.

 

Monokuma: “A body has been discovered! What a fun phrase, doncha think? Well, you’re in for a surprise, cuz’ someone has most definitely died! Why don’t we have a little party, just like how they have the Day of the Dead in Mexico!!! Come head over to the incinerator room in the second tower to have some fun!”

 

Homer: “Ooh! A party! Hope they’ve got beer!”

 

Squidward: “This isn’t a party! Somebody’s just died!”

 

Steve: “Let’s…. Let’s get going, now!”

 

Steve: ("I-I can't believe this... I have to head over... I have to see who it was...")

 

Steve couldn't stop panicking, but he was able to somewhat collect his thoughts, at least enough to move. He ran, as quick as he could, as if his adrenaline was urging him to run.

 

But when everyone arrived at the dusty remains of the teleportation room...

 

They found not one, but two bodies, one completely burnt to a crisp and the other charred and terribly scarred, still pouring out blood. Everyone gazed in utter terror at the bodies of their former enemies and former friends...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The bodies of the Ultimate Breeder, Gundham Tanaka and the Ultimate Salesman, Spamton G. Spamton…

 

Notes:

Hey did you know that it's Undertale's 8th anniversary today! They've released some new Spamton merchandise and stuff...

Pretty exciting, right?

 

Anyways, as a side note, any thoughts on who the killer is based on that beautiful image you've just seen..?

Chapter 17: Chapter 2 [F] - The Walking Red

Notes:

Investigation's out! It's time for you guys to figure out what happened to our poor and innocent victims!

~CHAPTER 17 ~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

Steve: “…”

 

Squidward: “…”

 

Basil: “Aaaahhhh!!! AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!”

 

Leafy: “That’s not just one person, but two!!! Is that even possible???!”

 

Gandhi: “How could such a terrible thing happen??? Who is responsible!”

 

Sans: “We’ve….. Lost two people today….”

 

Noob: “No!!!!”

 

Noob: “That’s wrong!”

 

Noob: “Gundham! You’re stronger than that!!! Wake up!!!”

 

Noob started to cry.

 

Noob: “Gundham!!!!”

 

Gundham coughed up some blood and Noob jumped backwards.

 

Noob: “He’s alive! Guys! He’s alive!”

 

Squidward: “Monokuma! Get Gundham to a hospital! Immediately!”

 

Monokuma did his usual routine of popping out of nowhere.

 

Monokuma: “Hey! You’re not my boss!”

 

Monokuma: “But still…. What kind of killing game leader would I be if I didn’t take care of him…?”

 

Monokuma: “I’m sending him off to hospital! Doctor Killmore will take goooood care of him there! Puhuhuhu!”

 

Monokuma: “Before I send him off, please take this! It’s the Monokuma File! You wanna explanation??”

 

Noob: “No, just get Gundham cured immediately!”

 

Gundham: “….”

 

Gundham: “Guhhh…..”

 

Gundham: “Don’t….. Worry about me…..”

 

Gundham: “Your…. Survival… is more important…”

 

Noob: “Gundham! Don’t sacrifice yourself! Get yourself to hospital immediately!”

 

Squidward: “Send him off now, Monokuma!”

 

Monokuma: “Okay…. Jeeeeeezzz…. I get it…. See ya’ later!”

 

Monokuma: “You guys better get started with the investigation while I’m gone! You only have one hour so you better act fast!”

 

Monokuma: “Oh, and by the way…. Gundham might have to skip this trial! I don’t think I can patch him up in one hour…

 

Sans: “that’s… understandable…”

 

Steve: (“Spamton…. Unlike Gundham, is definitely dead, however…. He may have betrayed us at the last moment, but for his sake, we still need to solve this case…. Perhaps Spamton had a reason for entering his “Neo form”…”)

 

Noob: “I-I’m glad that Gundham’s alive….. But this is still hard for me to swallow….”

 

Squidward: “Before we get the investigation we should probably free the former zombies, as well as Red…”

 

Trainer Red: “That’s right. Although he is vicious, he was locked up this whole time and hence did not murder Spamton.”

 

Waluigi: “Can we really say that for sure, though?”

 

Waluigi: “The last case has proven to us that cages aren’t even enough to stop people, whether murderer or victim!”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “You have a point, but we should still release them.”

 

Squidward: “By the way, we should give everyone who wasn’t part of Light’s team some food from the rations bag. You’re probably starving…”

 

Squidward opened up the rations bag for Noob, Trainer Red, Gandhi and Waluigi.

 

Noob’s eyes lit up.

 

Noob: “Did someone say fooooood??!”

 

Noob: “P-Please… I need the food, now!”

 

Waluigi: “I want some too!”

 

Gandhi walked up to the rations bag, though he seemed injured.

 

Gandhi: “We thank you very much for your kindness, Squidward.”

 

Homer: “Hey, can I have some?”

 

Squidward: “Homer, you’ve already had rations for the past few days….”

 

Homer: “But I’m still hungry… A big man’s gotta eat you know….”

 

Steve: (“It's odd to see everyone celebrating after someone’s just died, but in a way this felt like a sort of victory. Spamton was threatening the security of all of our lives, not to mentioned that the virus was cured and now everyone gets a chance to eat.”)

 

Steve: (“Honestly, I can’t help but feel relieved… But still…. What matters is the truth. The truth that one of us killed Spamton, and regardless of their reason, they’re still going to be executed…”)

 

Steve: (“For now, I should put that aside and free the prisoners…”)

 

Steve walked down to find Leafy, Sans and Red sitting in their cages, as well as Light tied up in the metal coil.

 

Light: “Steven, do you mind releasing us?”

 

Steve: “That’s just what I was planning…”

 

Steve released Light from the coil.

 

Light: “Ah… Thank you…”

 

Light: “Do you mind opening the cages for the others…”

 

Steve opened up everyone’s cages.

 

Leafy: “Thank you so much! I have no clue how I ended up in there but I’m so glad to be out!”

 

Leafy: “You’ll be my best friend forever, Steve!”

 

Steve: “Eh… I think I’m okay…”

 

Leafy: “What?! You don’t think we’re friends?! How dare you!”

 

Steve: (“Agh… I didn’t expect Leafy to react like that…”)

 

Sans: “anyway… i don’t remember much of what happened if i’m bein’ honest… but i heard you guys talking about someone being dead… spamton, right?”

 

Steve: “Yeah… Spamton died in an explosion…”

 

Sans: “huh? what explosion? i don’t remember hearing that….”

 

Steve: (“Sans didn’t hear the explosion? Odd, but I believe that’s definitely relevant to the case….”)

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Sans’ Account

 

Light: “Steve…. I may have realised something important about the zombie virus…”

 

Light: “Hmm… I wonder if anyone was aware of it before the trial…”

 

Leafy: “Huh? What did you realise? What zombie virus?”

 

Light: “That statement of yours confirms my suspicions…”

 

Light: “I believe that the zombie virus might cause people to lose their memories from after they were infected, even before they started showing symptoms.”

 

Steve: “Ah…. That’s interesting…”

 

Steve: “So Leafy doesn’t even know about the motive and thinks we were only here for one day…”

 

Leafy: “What?! We were here for more than a day..? What did I miss??”

 

Steve: “Quite a lot, Leafy… Hopefully, you can manage to catch up in time for the trial…”

 

Leafy: “Oh my tree! Someone’s died! Who is it?”

 

Sans: “spamton… as i said earlier… Gundham nearly died too… so he won’t be around for the trial…”

 

Leafy: “Nooooooooo! Spamton! He was my best friend, and always a bit of an irritating hindrance, but still!”

 

Leafy: “Anyway… Who's ready to investigate! I’m excited, woohoo!”

 

Steve: (“Wow, she got over that quickly….”)

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Zombie Amnesia

 

Light: “Steven. Can you confirm that I was bitten? Yesterday evening… I suspect?”

 

Steve: “Yeah… Sans bit you…”

 

Sans: “yeah, he sorta had it coming. i wasn’t fully a zombie at that point but i decided i might as well have dealt a bit of justice…”

 

Light: “Justice? Really? Sans… You know nothing about justice…”

 

Sans: “never said i did, but honestly, infecting you was funny… ehehehe…”

 

Light: “Anyway… Do you mind giving me a rundown of what you experienced before the body was discovered? An account if you may…”

 

Red: “Yeah i need the rundown”

 

Steve: “So we woke up in the morning as a regular day and we agreed to tie you up and sent you to prison before you fully became a zombie.”

 

Steve: “When we were crossing the drawbridge, Noob and Gundham warned us about Spamton entering a metallic battle suit…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Spamton Neo

 

Steve: “Spamton tried to fire some blasts at us and ended up injuring Noob. So Noob ran back and took control of the teleportation room on the first tower.”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Noob’s Injury

-TRUTH BULLET - Noob’s Alibi

 

Steve: “Meanwhile, the rest of us continued onwards and Gandhi gave me the metal coil and I tied you up while at the prison.”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Metal Coil

-TRUTH BULLET - Prison Conditions

 

Light: “Hmmm… Interesting… What happened next must also be surprising to have such an outcome…”

 

Steve: “We’ll yeah, I was leaving at that point, but Gandhi was trying to act as a distraction so that Gundham could get to Spamton. As a result Gandhi ended up getting blasted and fell down to the games room.”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Gandhi’s Distraction

 

Light: “Ah… I see… So Gandhi’s getting blasted is the reason for there being a hole that goes all the way from the incinerator room down to the games room….”

 

Steve: “Yeah… That makes sense… That hole must have been created from the blast that hit Gandhi.”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Hole in Floor

 

Red: “That floor goes through 4 floors but do you rly think its relevant?”

 

Red: “If you tried to fall down the hole youd just end up goin splat”

 

Light: “Well yes, but the hole might have been used some other way…. Such as to transport an item…”

 

Leafy: “Ooh! Smart one, Light! You deserve a high-five! Unlike Steve, who refused to be my friend!”

 

Light gave Leafy an unenthusiastic high-five.

 

Steve: (“Is she really still on about that…?”)

 

Light: “After this, what happened… I was just tied up and you ran away..?”

 

Red: “Yep pretty much i watched the whole thing”

 

Red: “Steve is one big coward you know lol”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, but I only left because you told me there was something important in the data centre.”

 

Steve: “And Gundham later informed me that the important thing was actually the data folder computer. Apparently your personal information was vital to defeating Spamton…?”

 

Light: “…!”

 

Light: “What?!”

 

Light: “Do you mind showing me that message, Steve..?”

 

Steve: Yeah, this is the one…”

 

-TanakaEmpire(Official): Foolish mortal! You must remember to type Light Yagami’s name into the data centre! Once we know his information, we can use it against Spamton!

 

Steve: “It’s strange, right? Maybe there was something only you knew that could be used to defeat Spamton?”

 

Light: “Hmmm…”

 

Light: “You should certainly keep this message in mind Steve…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Gundham’s Message

 

Light; “Alright, so did anything happen after that?”

 

Sans: “i’m not sure if i have the attention span for this trial…”

 

Steve: “That’s… understandable…”

 

Steve: “Anyway… I will continue….”

 

Steve: “If you can remember, there was a hole in the wall caused by me getting wool to make a bed earlier, so that Squidward and I wouldn’t have to sleep on the floor…”

 

Light: “How convenient…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Hole In Data Centre

 

Steve: “So I peered out the hole to see Spamton in his battle suit and he chucked a bomb at me!”

 

Light: “A bomb? Do you mind describing it..?”

 

Steve: “Huh? Okay…”

 

Steve: “Well, there was one unusual thing about the bomb; it had three fuses…”

 

Light: “Ah, that is unusual…”

 

Steve: “One fuse read “five minutes” and was active. The others read “thirty seconds” and “five seconds”. The thirty seconds fuse was st the bottom so originally thought it was a defuse wire.”

 

Steve: “I’m honestly really glad I didn’t cut it now, since Basil and I would’ve died instead of Spamton…”

 

Leafy: “How dare you value Basil and your lives over Spamton’s! Hmph!”

 

Light: “This is all very interesting. A lot of coincidences must have lined up for this murder to happen the way it did….”

 

Steve: “Yeah… I think so…”

 

Sans: “that said, i’m not sure if it’s just a bunch of random coincidences….”

 

Sans: “as master oogway once said…. “there are no coincidences.””

 

Sans: “it’s probably the same here….”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - The Bomb

 

Light: “I have one last question about that bomb…”

 

Light: “How long did it take for the explosion to occur since Spamton passed you the bomb?”

 

Steve: “Hmmm… About three minutes after…”

 

Light: “Understood…”

 

Light: “That means there are two possibilities.”

 

Light: “The first is that another wire was cut, such as the “thirty seconds” or “five seconds” wire…”

 

Light: “That would, of course, cause the bomb to preemptively explode.”

 

Light: “The second possibility is that the killer had cut the “five minute” wire two minutes before passing the bomb to you and merely used the other wires as a framing device…”

 

Light: “It is up to us to deduce which possibility is more plausible…”

 

Leafy: “Wow Light! You’re really bright!”

 

Sans: “well they call him “light” for a reason, hehe…”

 

Red: “Lol”

 

Sans: “finally, someone appreciates my humour…”

 

Red: “No i was just loling at how bad it was.”

 

Sans: “…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Time of Explosion

 

Light: “So the bomb ended up exploding on the other tower, correct?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I just don’t know how…”

 

Light: “Alright… There’s a lot to consider, but first I want to know what happened after you noticed the bomb.”

 

Steve: “Well…. I did what anyone would do and ran up to the dormitory to warn Basil…”

 

Steve: “Basil refused to leave, and was guarding the drawbridge button so that nobody could cross into the tower….”

 

Steve: “He thought that there would be no way to escape the bomb and that we should just have to deal with it.”

 

Light: “Alright. So does this mean that nobody could have crossed the drawbridge during the timeframe that the bomb was passed to the first tower?”

 

Steve: “No, actually…. I pressed the button and tried to drag Basil out of the building, but he wouldn’t budge”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Drawbridge Button

 

Leafy: “Okay… So somebody could’ve crossed during that time..?”

 

Sans: “yeah, that seems to be the case…. that means we can’t really narrow down who passed the bomb to the second tower…”

 

Sans: “it could be anyone, really…”

 

Steve: “N-no… Not quite…”

 

Steve: “There was a blackout, so if a person crossed the bridge to get to the bomb, they’d be stuck in the dark…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Blackout

 

Sans: “that blackout sounds pretty intentional, though…”

 

Sans: “maybe they did it to hide themselves, or to keep someone in place…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I was wondering about that too….”

 

Steve: “After all, I remember hearing something after the blackout… I think it was footsteps…”

 

Light: “Interesting. You’ve caught onto something quite important there, Steve.”

 

Light: “I believe the footsteps may have been somebody entering the data centre to pass the bomb to the other side…”

 

Leafy: “You’ve gotta wonder how they did it though, right??”

 

Steve: “Hmmm… Yeah… You’d need to have both really strong strength and a really good throw to pass the bomb from one end to another…”

 

Light: “Interesting… I wonder how they managed to get the bomb to the other side then…”

 

Steve: “Although you’d need to be really strong, it definitely was a possibility, since Spamton had blown a hole into both the incinerator room and teleportation room below…”

 

Steve: “I could tell because I was able to look through the dormitory window.”

 

Light: “Ah, of course, the dormitory window. Whether or not this has a connection to the case is something else that needs to be explored…”

 

Steve: “Uhmm… I doubt that, since Basil and I were both there at the time of murder….”

 

Sans: “well, y’never know with these ridiculously complicated cases, heheh.”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Dormitory Window

 

Light: “So that sums up your entire account, Steve?”

 

Steve: “Yeah… Somehow, the bomb ended up in the second tower and blew up, destroying the top floor, the incinerator room entirely and also destroying most of the second teleportation room.”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - State of Incinerator Room

-TRUTH BULLET - State of Teleportation Room B

 

Light: “Thank you for the account, Steven. This should clear up things quite a lot for both of us.”

 

Light: “Provided I can trust it, that is…”

 

Steve: (“Ugh… He’s always sceptical, isn’t he..?”)

 

Light: “I believe that your account does already incriminate a specific individual, however, we’ll discuss that when we get to the trial.”

 

Light: “Your current job is to look for more clues that may further the case and perhaps incriminate somebody else…”

 

Light: “I don’t believe the story is as simple as your account makes it out to be…”

 

Steve: (“Simple? I’ve got no clue who he’s even referring to… Who does he think the murderer is..?”)

 

Steve: “I guess I should get started and look for new evidence.”

 

Sans: “good luck…”

 

Red: “Ur gonna need it”

 

Steve: “Thanks for the encouragement….”

 

Steve could hear Homer’s voice from the games room.

 

Homer: “Hey! Steve! We found something!”

 

Steve: “Huh?”

 

Light, Leafy and Steve went down to the games room, where Homer was calling.

 

Homer: “Look! There’s a knife in the games room!”

 

Leafy: “A knife?! How exciting, Homer! Has it got blood on it?”

 

Homer: “It looks clean, so I dunno…”

 

Homer: “Maybe the murderer was hungry and needed the knife to cut the food…?”

 

Light: “Somehow, that seems…. Unlikely…”

 

Red: “Yeah haha”

 

Homer: “Donut boy! Maybe they were trying to use the knife to cut you into a buncha little pieces! Like you do with a donut!”

 

Red: “I was in prison the whole time so prolly not”

 

Red: “Its not like you cut up donuts anyway tho”

 

Homer: “Oh… Yeah, guess it wasn’t used to cut someone up then…”

 

Light: “Hmm… The fact the knife was clean is certainly interesting. I don’t think there’s anywhere you could’ve cleaned it inside the building, except the surgery room in the other building, so it must have had some other purpose.”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Clean Knife

 

Steve: (“Hmm… What else could the knife have been used for? It’s puzzling me too.”

 

Steve heard Waluigi’s voice coming from the lab.

 

Waluigi: “Hey Steve! Come here! There’s hordes of evidence in here!”

 

Steve: “Alright, coming.”

 

Steve dropped down to the lab.

 

Waluigi: “Take a look at these wires! Pretty cool right? They look pretty sturdy…”

 

Steve: “Ummm…. They’re just wires, you know?”

 

Waluigi: “Wahaha… Yeah, but I’m sure they’re important. Three of them are missing after all!”

 

Steve: “Oh, yeah, you’re right.”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Three Missing Wires

 

Steve: (“I think I have an idea of where these wires were used…”)

 

Waluigi: “Hey! There's a folder here! It has a buncha drawings and writings from Spamton! This must be where he wrote down his experiments and plans…”

 

Steve: “Well this definitely has to be relevant then.”

 

Steve opened up SPAM-FOLDER.

 

Waluigi: “Ooh, that looks like some kinda diagram of the battle suit.”

 

~SPAMTON NEO!! !!~

SPAMTON NEO IS ALL NEW [[smoothTaste]] ARMOUR THAT PROTECT BODY AND [[HeartShapedObject]]! ! SPAMTON NEO HAS [[freshblasts!]] made with [[SPECIL]] ZOMIE JUICY!! USE SPAMTON NEO ARMOUR FOR A SMOOTH TASTE AND FRENCH TOOTH! THE WEAKNESS TO THIS [[HotNew!]] ARMOUR IS ITS [[SillyStrings!]]!!!! THIS MEANS [[Neo]] CANNOT EXIT BUILDING!!! TO EXIT SUIT!! PLEASE CUT THE [[SillyStrings]]

 

Waluigi: “Well, this is a little bit-a useless... I can't even tell what he's tryina' say!"

Steve: “Either way it tells us a bit more about Spamton’s battle suit. It definitely seems to have been created by Spamton himself.”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Spamton Neo File

 

Waluigi: “Alrighto! Let’s get movin’ onto the next file.”

 

Steve took a look at the next file. It seemed to be describing a bomb

 

~SPAMBOM [[OFFICIL]]~

 

TRY THE ALL NEW SPAMBOM FOR [[ExplosionSounds!!]] OF JOY! EXPECT MANY [[BigSurprise]] AND PREPARE FOR METAL TOES!! THE SPAMBOM HAS THREE WIRES WITH DIFFERENT [[Bombdowns!]]!! DUE TO POPULAR DEMAND! WE HAVE PLACED [[WIRETIMETWO!]] IN THE LOW LOCATION!

 

Steve: “I-I’m not sure how helpful this is, but it definitely tells us Spamton made the bomb… Whether he was the one to activate it is another question altogether, though…”

 

Waluigi: “It’s kinda hard to tell what he’s tryin’a say! Maybe there’s some meaning in all this guy’s weird words..”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - SPAMBOM File

 

Steve: “Alright. There’s one more file, should we look at that too?”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah, I wonder what it says?”

 

~SPAMTON WORDS OF DIE!!! (NOt CLICKBAIT###!!!)~

IF YOU ARE READ THIS :; UNCLE SPAMTON IS PROBABLY [[BurningInHell]]!!! [What A Damn Shocker!!!]! IF THIS IS HAPPENING I NEED TO TELL WHY HAS HAPPEN! REASON FOR Spamton die IS [[Freedom]]!!! FREEDOM IS MOST IMPORTANT [[FunnySauce]] IN WHOLE WORLD! IF WE DON’T FREEDOM WE ARE BETTER OFF AS [[SizzlyCorpses]]! FOR THE SALE OF THE FREEDOM I HAVE MAKE [[SmoothNeoSuit]] AND I WILL SEND YOU ALL TO THE SWEET LULLABY OF DIED! I WANTED TO [[freedom]] ALL HUMAN, ALL MONTER, ALL OTHER!! FOR IT IS BETTER TO LIVE IN THE [[Darker]] THAN THE [[Lighter]] FOR US IN THE LIGHT HAVE SEE TOO MUCH!!! I WILL CLOSE YOUR SWEET SOUR EYES BY PUTTING EVERYONE INTO A [[LittleDeathChant]]! YOU WILL APPRECIATE TOO WHEN YOU “RE NOT ; ALIVE! just know that i'm your guiding light.... I'm your light to the ultimate truth that is [#}{}{V{###]

 

Steve: “What..? What the heck is this?!"

 

Waluigi: “Yeah what is he even tryina’ say..?”

 

Steve: “I have no clue, but we should definitely keep this in mind…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Spamton’s Last Note

 

Steve: “Wait… There’s one more part at the bottom…”

 

Waluigi: “Huh..?”

 

FUNALLY, I LEAVE YOU WITH MY MOTIVE!!! THE [[AssignedMotive]] IS THAT WALUIGI HAS DONE COMMIT ROB [[Bankery]]!! WHAT A SHOCK!!! THIS'LL BE SURE TO RAKE IN A BUNCHA VIEWS!! actually it won't because i'm dead...

 

Steve: “Rob… Bankery?”

 

Steve saw a drop of sweat fall down Waluigi’s cheek.

 

Steve: “Waluigi…? Do you know anything about this..?”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha…. Emmm…. That’s gotta be a coincidence! Wahaha! Just a liiiitle coincidence…”

 

Waluigi snatched the note from Steve.

 

Steve: (“I don’t know if it connects to the case, but this must be in reference to Spamton’s motive card…”)

 

Steve: (“It seems to suggest that Waluigi has committed a bank robbery before… Though… Is that really true..? Could this be the lie that Monokuma mentioned, or is that something else?”)

 

Steve: (“Waluigi definitely reacted strangely to that revelation though…”)

 

Steve: (“I’m not sure how much I’m able to trust him anymore…”)

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Spamton’s Motive Card

 

Waluigi: “L-letsa carry on with this case! I’m sure you’ve still got a lot to check on!”

 

Waluigi: “Have ya’ even read the Monokuma file yet?”

 

Steve: “Oh right, that was irrelevant last time so I don’t really have high expectations, but I should probably check it out…”

 

 

-The victim was Spamton G. Spamton, the Ultimate Salesman. The cause of death is currently undetermined, but Spamton died in the incinerator room and was found shortly after an explosion that occurred in the incinerator room. Spamton died in his Neo form and there were wounds found on his body other than injuries from the explosion.

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Monokuma File #2

 

Steve: (“It’s still pretty vague, not even mentioning the cause of death, but this is at least a bit more detailed than last time…”)

 

Steve: “Alright. I’m gonna cross the bridge and look for evidence on the other side now.”

 

Waluigi: “Okey dokey! Good luck! Hehehe…”

 

Steve departed after hearing Waluigi’s suspicious laugh and crossed the drawbridge and arrived at Teleportation Room A.

 

Noob: “Oh! Hi Steve! Me and Squidward were doing some investigating here!”

 

Squidward: “It’s “Squidward and I”, Noob…”

 

Noob: “Oof, hehe…. Does it really matter…?”

 

Squidward: “Yes… It kind of does… Otherwise it’s disrespectful…”

 

Noob: “Oh no! It goes against a ninja’s honour to be disrespectful!”

 

Squidward: “You realise “ninja” is basically just a fancy word for assassin, right..?”

 

Noob: “Yeah, but as you said, a fancy assassin, hehe!”

 

Squidward: “…”

 

Squidward: “Seriously…?”

 

Steve: “So guys, did you find anything?”

 

Squidward: “Not too much… But… There were a few oddities..”

 

Squidward picked up an empty syringe off the floor.

 

Squidward: “We found this lying here. It’s pretty odd, since neither of us remember seeing a syringe on the floor and we were both in here just before Spamton died…”

 

Noob: “Yeah! It’s mega strange!”

 

Steve: “But this injection must have had some purpose… Do any of you remember being knocked out..?”

 

Squidward: “No… And that's what makes it particularly strange…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Empty Syringe

 

Noob: “But to be honest…. It’s maybe possible…”

 

Noob: “I don’t remember much of what I did in the teleportation room….”

 

Noob: “And more importantly, I don’t remember writing these messages to Gundham…”

 

Noob: “Here… Take a look….”

 

Noob opened up the private messages app on his phone.

 

-Noob: Gundham? How's it going in the battle???

-Noob: Squidward seems to have been hit by something, but otherwise we’re alright!

-TanakaEmpire (Official): I’m surviving, as expected of the great Tanaka Emperor.

-TanakaEmpire (Official): Please send over anything you’ve got, Noob.

-Noob: Here! I found a knife! Take it Gundham!

-TanakaEmpire (Official): The mighty abomination seems impenetrable, but the knife shall provide assistance in cutting the mighty Spamton’s strings!

-TanakaEmpire (Official): Agh! I have been blasted! Curse my verbose manner of speaking! It slows my messaging speed!

-TanakaEmpire (Official): His strikes hurt like a burning eclipse!

-Noob: I got another cool item! Take this vest I found in the surgery room to protect you!

-TanakaEmpire (Official): I am forever grateful.. This may bring the battle in my favour! Now let us cut this foul puppet’s strings!

-Noob: Ahhh! Sorry! I dropped my phone in panic! I wasn’t able to respond for a while!

-Noob: Take another knife! It’ll help you cut the strings!

-TanakaEmpire (Official): Throwing upwards was a great mistake, Noob!

-TanakaEmpire (Official): I am sending you my devas! Now I must flee!

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Noob-Gundham Messages

-TRUTH BULLET - Surgery Room Vest

-TRUTH BULLET - Knife #2

 

Noob: “The weird thing is… I didn’t send any of these messages at all…”

 

 

Steve: “Yeah that’s… unusual…”

 

Steve: “Can I just try something out..?”

 

Steve took a look at the teleporter.

 

Steve: “So… Whatever you put on here gets teleported right..?”

 

Squidward: “Well provided it’s under 30 kilos.”

 

Noob: “Okay… So that’s why the dark devas got sent successfully… ”

 

The four dark devas jumped up and down in a corner.

 

Steve: “If you were to teleport something whilst throwing it up vertically, it would fly off in that direction after being teleported.”

 

Steve: “I assume that’s what Gundham meant by “shooting upwards”…”

 

Noob: “Still… This is all very weird… I didn’t even send Gundham those messages, but the Four Dark Devas did end up here….”

 

Noob: “This is all very confusing….”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Teleporter Weight Limit

-TRUTH BULLET - Teleporter Angling

 

Steve: “Okay… I’ll be going up to investigate the surgery room next… Hopefully there’s something of interest there…”

 

Steve went up to the surgery room and saw Basil and Trainer Red investigating the room’s shelves.

 

Trainer Red: “We found something definitely unusual here…”

 

Basil: “Yeah! Two items seem to be missing!”

 

Basil: “A safety vest and syringe seem to be missing…”

 

Steve: “Oh. That’s useful to know. We did find an empty syringe in the teleportation room, and the safety vest may have been teleported to protect Gundham.”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Missing Surgery Room Items

 

Basil: “U-uhmmm…. I also found this…”

 

Trainer Red: “Yeah…. It’s very strange…”

 

Basil handed Steve a sheet of paper with some strange writing on it.

 

Basil: “I-I dunno if this is related to the case, o-or something else entirely, b-but…. It’s definitely weird, right?”

 

Trainer Red: “I thought so too.”

 

Steve: “Hmm… I guess I should read this then… Is this some kind of scientific paper?”

 

Steve: (“I guess I should take a look….”)

 

 

 

~PROJECT-ODYSSEUS~

THE OUTCOME OF THE PROJECT IS TO OPTIMISE THE TARGET’S CAPACITY AND INCREASE THE PRODUCTIVITY OF THE TARGET. THE AIM IS TO ELIMINATE THE OBSTRUCTION THAT INTERFERES WITH THE TARGET’S FUNCTIONALITY. THIS WILL BE DONE BY CREATING A WIRELESS BUTTON WHICH RELOCATES THE TARGET’S OBSTRUCTION WHEN PLACED AND CAN BE PRESSED AGAIN TO RETURN THE OBSTRUCTION TO ITS ORIGINAL POSITION.

MINOR SIDE EFFECTS INCLUDE

MEMORY LOSS

CONFUSION

DIZZINESS

POTENTIAL RISK OF SEIZURES

 

Steve: “This is… Pretty unusual…. Do you think it’s about a machine or a person..?”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “I’m uncertain…”

 

Basil: “Y-yeah, I-I thought it was really weird but… Do you think it might have some connection to the mastermind…?”

 

Steve: “Hmm… I’m not sure, but it certainly seems possible…”

 

Steve: “I don’t know if this is related to the current case, but it is worth taking note of….”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - “Project Odysseus”

 

Steve: “Alright then… Is there anything else in this room..?”

 

Basil: “No, but there is something else I wanna bring up!”

 

Basil: “Remember how after the bomb, there was ash everywhere blocking our vision?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, do you think that might be relevant?”

 

Basil: “U-umm… Maybe?”

 

Basil: “Red… If it doesn’t bother you… Can I ask you what happened after the bomb, in your case?”

 

Basil: “Was there ash too..?”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes. There was.”

 

Trainer Red: “Despite being in the lab, which was far from the bomb.”

 

Basil: “That means the bomb must have caused tons of ash!”

 

Steve: “Interesting, though it’s not exactly a surprise… If a bomb blew up two whole rooms, it’d be enough to create quite a lot of ash in the sky.”

 

TRUTH BULLET - Ash after Explosion

 

Basil: “So… There’s one other thing…”

 

Basil: “Red… Can you show him the message you got?”

 

Trainer Red: “Okay.”

 

Trainer Red opened up his Monophone and showed a private message to Steve.

 

-Anonymous: I thank you for your cooperation

-Red: What? I never even talked to you?

-Anonymous: If you want to further proceed, please change your name to UboblbFnqjsf(Pggjdjbm), no space between word and bracket. You know who I’m referring to….

 

 

Trainer Red: “I decided to ignore the suspicious message.”

 

Trainer Red: “I now consider it may have come from the killer…”

 

Steve: “Thank you for bringing this up TrainerRed, it must be relevant to the case….”

 

Steve: “Still, who on earth is UboblbFnqjsf(Pggjdjbm) referring to?”

 

Basil: “Ummm….”

 

Basil: “I’m no Ultimate Programmer, b-but… Do you think it might be some kinda encrypted message..?”

 

Steve: “Encryption..? It’s weird that the “Anonymous” would just expect Red to encrypt the code…”

 

Basil: “Yeah… But it’s pretty common to hide something by shifting the letters around… right?”

 

Trainer Red: “Perhaps they overestimated me…”

 

Basil: “N-no! I still think you could’ve figured this out… You just didn’t cos’ you weren’t interested in the killer’s plans…”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Steve: (“Hmm… I’ll definitely need to think about this for later.”)

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Trainer Red’s Message

-TRUTH BULLET - Encrypted Username

 

Steve: “Thanks for all the information, you two.”

 

Basil: “No problem! Always happy to help!..”

 

Trainer Red: “Me too.”

 

Basil and Trainer Red gave each other a high five.

 

Basil: “We’re gonna find out who killed Spamton..! I’m sure of it!”

 

Basil: “Good luck to you too, Steve!”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I’m gonna check out the camera room now.”

 

Steve: (“Basil and Trainer Red seem to be getting along surprisingly well. I guess they’re both introverted kids, so they have a bit in common.”)

 

Steve went up to the camera room and found a surprisingly panicked Gandhi.

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “Steven!”

 

Gandhi: “For your safety, I suggest you don’t read the file in Light’s folder.”

 

Steve: “Huh? Did Light leave the folders here?”

 

Gandhi: “I assume he was the one who did, nobody else was in the camera room prior to the explosion, correct?”

 

Steve: “Yeah… Come to think about it… That could’ve been a mistake. We could’ve used the cameras to look for any suspicious activity in the first tower.”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Location of Folders

 

Steve: “So… What were you saying about Light’s folder?”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “……”

 

Steve: “Gandhi?”

 

Steve: (“He’s being awfully quiet and stressed out. I know he’s probably still injured, but it’s quite unusual for him…”)

 

Gandhi: “Fine…. I’ll admit it…..”

 

Gandhi: “Light’s folder was left wide open, so I took a small peek…”

 

Gandhi: “I must say I regret seeking information in there, and wish that you do not do the same….”

 

Gandhi: “This definitely confirms something about my motive, however. I truly wish it was fake….”

 

Steve: “Your motive..? What was your motive?”

 

Gandhi: “For the peace of all the islanders… It’s better not to know…”

 

Steve: “Anyway, I’ll make sure to keep in mind that Light’s folder has some disturbing information…”

 

Gandhi: “….”

 

Gandhi: “If you must….”

 

Gandhi: “I suppose it is right to confront the truth, isn’t it?”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Light’s File

 

Steve: “So, you also said that Light’s folder was left completely open, Gandhi?”

 

Steve: (“That makes sense, as opening the folder was apparently essential to fighting Spamton. Perhaps Light knew a dark secret to defeat Spamton…?”)

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “Not only that… B-but…”

 

Steve: (“Gandhi’s usually so calm… It’s odd to hear him stutter…”)

 

Gandhi: “The top part of the folder was completely destroyed!”

 

Steve: “Huh? This means someone must’ve destroyed Light’s folder by force, rather than by password…”

 

Steve inspected the folder, and sure enough it was true. The part that unzipped when Light’s name was entered was now gone entirely.

 

Gandhi: “Make sure not to look any further!”

 

Steve: “I-I know…”

 

Steve: (“Still I’m curious…. What could be in the file that’s potentially so dangerous to the peace..? Could Light know something that would encourage us to kill him or someone else?”)

 

-TRUTH BULLET - State of Light’s Folder

 

Steve took another glance at the puddle of drool in the camera room.

 

Steve: “This puddle of drool was created by Leafy as a zombie. I wonder if it is in anyway relevant to the case.”

 

Gandhi: “Hm… It is unlikely anyone other than Light entered the camera room, but it is worth having in mind.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, at least I think so.”

 

Steve: “It could’ve been used to infect someone after all.”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Zombie Drool

 

Gandhi: “Oh. One last thing, Steven.”

 

Gandhi: “Do you remember the ‘map’ app?”

 

Steve: “Oh right, that…”

 

Gandhi: “Well, for this island it was much less useful, since the two towers counted as the same building and everyone shows in the same location if all in one building.”

 

Gandhi: “I do not believe anyone left for the deserted wasteland outside either.”

 

Steve: “I mean, it makes sense. There’s nothing out here other than the towers.”

 

Gandhi: “However, there does seem to be one exception to the towers.”

 

Steve: “Huh? An exception?”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, the drawbridge counts as being outside rather than being in the towers.”

 

Steve: “Oh. Interesting. Did you spot anyone crossing the drawbridge?”

 

Gandhi: “Obviously I cannot determine who it was, but while I was in the lab with Waluigi and Trainer Red recovering from my injury, I noticed one person crossing from one bridge to the other.”

 

Steve: “Oh, that sounds like pretty crucial evidence…”

 

Steve: “Do you know if this happened before or after the blackout?”

 

Gandhi: “I cannot determine, as the blackout did not affect our tower. I believe it only affected the first tower.”

 

Steve: (“Only affected the first tower? That must mean that whoever caused it was from the first tower, or crossed over from the second.”)

 

Steve: “Thank you for the information, Gandhi. I’m sure it’ll be important during the trial.”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, I very much hope so too.”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Gandhi’s Account

Gandhi: “Agh… My back…”

 

Gandhi: “I must say I took quite the fall….”

 

Steve: “Yeah… Are you sure you don’t want to sit this trial out..?”

 

Gandhi: “No… I need to carry on… Besides, there are some in worse positions than me…”

 

Steve: (“Oh right… Gundham…”)

 

Steve: “I think I’ll go to the data centre next… It’s the last room that might be of relevance.”

 

Gandhi: “Good luck, I will guard Light’s folder in the meantime. It is best that we aren’t aware of its contents…”

 

Steve walked up the stairs towards the data centre. He could vaguely hear someone exclaiming something up there.

 

???: “Oh my tree!”

 

Steve: “Huh? Is that you, Leafy?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! I found something really strange!”

 

Leafy: “Look! It’s Red’s ID card right there on the floor!”

 

Steve: “What?! But Red was in prison the entire time…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! Well maybe he was lying!”

 

Steve: “Hmm… It’s also possible somebody took it from him and tried to frame him.”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! But that doesn’t explain how the killer got all the way from the prison to the data centre four floors up on the other centre!”

 

Steve: “Yeah, but if it was Red, he’d have to do the exact same thing….”

 

Steve: “Anyway, does the card say anything relevant?”

 

Leafy: “Nah. Not much.”

 

Leafy: “Here, take a look!”

 

 

-Name: Red

-Height 3’6”

-Weight: 92 lbs

-Career: Spaceship Captain

 

Steve: “Yeah, nothing too unusual here….”

 

Steve: “Still, it’s odd that this ended up in the data centre.”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Red’s Card

 

Steve: “There’s one other thing I want to check out.”

 

Leafy: “Oh yeah? What’s that?”

 

Steve started inspecting the hole he made earlier to create the beds so that Squidward and he could sleep.

 

Steve: “Something’s off about the hole. It isn’t the same as when I made it…”

 

Leafy: “You made it?! That’s pretty suspicious!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “It was just to get wool off the insulation to make some beds…”

 

Leafy: “Beds? Hmph, I’m not buying it.”

 

Steve: (“Ugh. She’s been pretty passive aggressive lately…”)

 

Steve: “Leafy… The beds right beside you are literal proof.”

 

Leafy: “Oh, right, haha…”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “I still think you made these beds with an ulterior motive!”

 

Steve: (“Ugh, really?”)

 

Steve: “Can you please be quiet while I’m trying to investigate?”

 

Leafy: “Not with someone who refuses to be my friend!”

 

Steve: (“That’s what this is about..? That’s honestly kind of… Petty….”)

 

Steve: “It’s alright Leafy, I am your friend…”

 

Leafy: “You don’t sound so enthusiastic! I’m not believing you!”

 

Steve: (“With all respect to Leafy, she can be a bit socially demanding sometimes…. She expects me to act as if we’re best friends forever or something…”)

 

Steve: “Anyway, I think I realised what’s off about the hole.”

 

Leafy: “Huh? What’s the issue?”

 

Steve: “There are wires beneath the insulation, but these seem to be cut.”

 

Leafy: “That’s pretty weird! I wonder why you cut them!”

 

Steve: “You still think it’s me??”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Cut Wires

 

As soon as Steve said that he heard his voice. The voice reminded him of what was to come. Another deadly, dangerous island trial…

 

Monokuma: “Alrighto! I must’ve dozed off, cuz’ you guys just spend oh so long investigating! We’ll I’m here to tell you that that time is up! Come drop by the drawbridge for another island trial!”

 

Steve: “Alright… Here we go… I don’t want to do this but it’s something we have to do…”

 

Leafy: “Let’s all work together to expose the killer! Unless you’re the killer, Steve!”

 

Steve: “I-I swear it isn’t me, okay?!”

 

Leafy: “We’ll find out about that when we get this party… err…. trial started!”

 

Steve: (“Alright we need to solve this… Not just for Spamton’s sake, but for everyone else…”)

 

Steve went down to the drawbridge alongside Leafy and soon enough, everyone had gathered.

 

Basil: “T-there’s only twelve of us right now, since Gundham’s recovering…”

 

Trainer Red: “This isn’t going to be easy…”

 

Basil: “B-but still! We can solve this! We solved the last one after all!”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Homer: “C’mon guys! How bad could it be?”

 

Sans: “based on all the confusing evidence we found, this trial is gonna be…”

 

Sans: “yaaaawwwwnnnn…”

 

Sans: “very, very, very bad.”

 

Leafy: “Geesh! That’s a lotta very’s!”

 

Monokuma: “Alrighty! Looks like everyone is here! Who here is excited for another island trial?!”

 

Leafy: “I’m excited!!”

 

Red: “Sociopath”

 

Leafy: “Hey! Speak for yourself!”

 

Monokuma: “Glad to see you’re enjoying yourself, Leafy. Isn’t this killing game just so fun?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! I’ve made loads of new friends!”

 

Leafy: “I mean….”

 

Leafy: “Wait, I’m not supposed to be agreeing with you, am I?”

 

Monokuma: “Alright then, it’s about time I lead you to the trial grounds!”

 

Sans: “whaddya gonna do this time, make stairs pop outta the drawbridge?”

 

Monokuma: “Nah, that’d be boring…. Watch this instead!”

 

Everyone looked below them and they noticed a massive chasm created beneath the drawbridge. Monokuma chuckled to himself and the drawbridge started to fall leading everyone down to the bottom of the chasm.

 

Steve: (“Aaaagh! I wasn’t expecting this! I don’t wanna take any fall damage!”)

 

Leafy: “Aaaaah! We’re falling!”

 

Sans: “and it’s gotta be a pretty long drop if you have time to say that…”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha! I don’t wanna die!”

 

Everyone’s fall was broken by landing into some kind of fountain.

 

Steve: (“Oh, phew….”)

 

Steve: (“I really thought I was gonna die there…”)

 

Monokuma: “Nice fountain, am I right?”

 

Sans: “i’m not sure that’s how actual physics works… we’d still die from that distance, even if there was water to break our fall…”

 

Monokuma: “Blahblahblah! It’s a specially designed fountain made to protect your fall!”

 

Monokuma: “Anyway, take a look around. This underground cave is gonna serve as your trial room of sorts, with this fountain being it’s centrepiece! Pretty cool, right?”

 

Homer: “Nah… Caves are boring… You shoulda made it like a massive skyscraper or something…”

 

Monokuma: “We have a budget to run on, Homer Simpson!”

 

Waluigi: “W-wait? You actually do? I thought you guys were mega rich or something.”

 

Monokuma: “Yeah, but not enough to make an entire skyscraper just for a once of trial ground.”

 

Monokuma: “This cave will have to do, right?”

 

Homer: “It makes my brain go… “OOGA BOOGA! OOGA BOOGA!””

 

Squidward: “Somehow, Homer being a caveman is not surprising…”

 

Noob: “Whoa! Look! I think I found some cave art! Is that a mammoth?”

 

Trainer Red: “I think that’s a Monokuma, not a mammoth…”

 

Monokuma: “Well, I have to do a bit of a self-portrait somewhere, right? Can’t let my beautiful face go to waste, after all!”

 

Red: “Ewww you made this trash?”

 

Monokuma: “Guilty as charged, puhuhu!”

 

Squidward: “Even I thought you'd have slightly more… Sophisticated tastes…”

 

Gandhi: “Monokuma never quite struck me as the type to be interested in cave art…”

 

Monokuma: “Well, ya’ know what else I’m interested in…?”

 

Monokuma: “Island trials, puhuhu! So get yourselves seated for another exciting, thrilling journey with an enthralling execution at the end!”

 

Monokuma saying that broke the mood and everyone scrambled towards their seats.

 

Steve: (“With only twelve of us seated and a rather complicated case, this definitely isn’t going to be easy…”)

 

Steve: (“But if we fail to solve this, we’ll all be executed…”)

Steve: (“Spamton was quite the eccentric man…. He may have ultimately betrayed us in the end, but he was always did a decent job at uplifting our spirits.”)

Steve: (“I feel like maybe I can understand why he ended up like this… But, why did the killer take him down so brutally, and in such a way that injured Gundham badly too?”)

Steve: (“Whoever did this… We need to find them out… Because if we don’t… Then there’ll only be one of us left after this trial instead of twelve..”)

Steve: (“It’s time for another battle of truth and lies… Of hope and despair… Of trust and doubt… An island trial!”)

 

 

WHO IS THE KILLER?

-Steve?

-Noob?

-Gandhi?

-Gundham? (Absent)

-Sans?

-Squidward?

-Homer?

-Red?

-Leafy?

-Light?

-Trainer Red?

-Waluigi?

-Basil?

 

TRUTH BULLETS

-Sans’ Account

-Zombie Amnesia

-Spamton Neo

-Noob’s Injury

-Noob’s Alibi

-Metal Coil

-Prison Conditions

-Gandhi’s Distraction

-Hole in Floor

-Gundham’s Message

-Hole in Data Centre

-The Bomb

-Time of Explosion

-Drawbridge Button

-Blackout

-Drawbridge Window

-State of Incinerator Room

-State of Teleportation Room B

-Clean Knife

-Three Missing Wires

-Spamton Neo File

-SPAMBOM File

-Spamton’s Last Note

-Spamton’s Motive Card

-Monokuma File #2

-Empty Syringe

-Noob-Gundham Messages

-Surgery Room Vest

-Knife #2

-Teleporter Weight Limit

-Teleporter Angling

-Missing Surgery Room Items

-“Project Odysseus”

-Ash after Explosion

-Trainer Red’s Message

-Encrypted Username

-Location of Folders

-Light’s File

-State of Light’s Folder

-Zombie Drool

-Gandhi’s Account

-Red’s Card

-Cut Wires

Notes:

Sorry for the fake-out death with Gundham, I didn't really know any other way of handling him being injured, but at least you can be glad that he's actually alive and can continue to post his animal blogs!

Once again, comment your theories below, and vote here who you think the killer is! https://strawpoll.com/kjn18JqwjyQ

Chapter 18: Chapter 2 [G] - The Walking Red

Notes:

This chapter might give you a few hints into who the killer is! It's time for the class trial to start!

~CHAPTER 18 ~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

-Sans’ Account

Zombie Amnesia

-Spamton Neo

-Noob’s Injury

-Noob’s Alibi

-Metal Coil

-Prison Conditions

-Gandhi’s Distraction

-Hole in Floor

-Gundham’s Message

-Hole in Data Centre

-The Bomb

-Time of Explosion

-Drawbridge Button

-Blackout

-Drawbridge Window

-State of Incinerator Room

-State of Teleportation Room B

-Clean Knife

-Three Missing Wires

-Spamton Neo File

-SPAMBOM File

-Spamton’s Last Note

-Spamton’s Motive Card

-Monokuma File #2

-Empty Syringe

-Noob-Gundham Messages

-Surgery Room Vest

-Knife #2

-Teleporter Weight Limit

-Teleporter Angling

-Missing Surgery Room Items

-“Project Odysseus”

-Ash after Explosion

-Trainer Red’s Message

-Encrypted Username

-Location of Folders

-Light’s File

-State of Light’s Folder

-Zombie Drool

-Gandhi’s Account

-Red’s Card

-Cut Wires

 

 

ISLAND TRIAL BEGIN

 

Monokuma: “So… Let’s begin with a simple explanation of the island tr-“

 

Squidward: “Do you really need to explain this again, Monokuma?”

 

Monokuma: “Jeez, I never even got to explain it the first time, thanks to your complaining!”

 

Squidward: “Well, we already know how the island trial works, so let’s not waste time on redundant nonsense.”

 

Trainer Red: “Agreed.”

 

Homer: “I know I messed up a lot last time, but I swear this trial is much simpler!”

 

Homer: “I think I already know exactly what happened!”

 

Sans: “uh huh…”

 

Homer: “Hey! Stop complaining! Lemme show you!”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Sans’ Account

-Monokuma File #2

-Gandhi’s Distraction

-SPAMBOM File

-Time of Explosion

 

Homer: “So this trial’s gotta be a whole lot simpler than the last…”

 

Red: “Maybe but I doubt u know the answer homer”

 

Homer: “Hey! Shuddup Donut Boy!”

 

Homer: “I actually know that the killer is Gundham!”

 

Homer: “He was fighting Spamton so it had to be him!”

 

Homer: “He musta’ stabbed Spamton or somethin’ before the bomb went off!”

 

Squidward: “Are you serious Homer..?”

 

Basil: “I-I mean, listen to him!”

 

Basil: “He might actually have a point!”

 

Noob: “Yeah! There’s no proof that Spamton wasn't killed before the bomb!”

 

 

Sans’ Account -> no proof that Spamton wasn't killed before the bomb

 

Steve: “No that’s wrong!”

 

Noob: “Oops… I made a mistake..?”

 

Steve: “Yeah… Sans’ account tells us that Spamton must’ve been killed by the bomb.”

 

Sans: “wait… really?”

 

Steve: “Yeah… You see, Sans said that he couldn’t hear the explosion from the prison.”

 

Steve: “This doesn’t really make sense however, since the prison is closer to the incinerator room than the dormitory, where the explosion was quite loud.”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah! I even heard it all the way down in the lab!”

 

Homer: “So… This must mean Sans is the killer!”

 

Leafy: “No way! I didn’t hear the explosion in the prison either!”

 

Steve: “No… The reason he didn’t hear the explosion is a completely different reason… Let me show you.”

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Zombie Amnesia

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “The reason Sans didn’t remember the explosion was because he was a zombie at that time!”

 

Steve: “Anyone who was a zombie forgot all their memories since they were infected.”

 

Basil: “Well…. Yeah… But what does this have to do with Spamton dying before the bomb..?”

 

Light: “Well… It should be simple when you think about it, Basil…”

 

Light: “You can’t let your brain fry while we do all the hard work.”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “That was rude, Light…”

 

Steve: “Anyway… The reason this means Spamton died after the bomb is because Sans was cured as soon as Spamton died.”

 

Steve: “So if Spamton died before the bomb, then Sans would’ve remembered it!”

 

Basil: “O-oh….”

 

Basil: “I think I see…”

 

Homer: “We’ll I don’t!!!”

 

Trainer Red: “Do you want to rebuttal, Homer?”

 

Homer: “Rebottle?? But I didn’t get any water in the first place!”

 

Light: “Let’s not waste time with petty distractions.”

 

Light: “Homer was hardly going to contribute to the case anyway, was he?”

 

Squidward: “Why don’t we talk about what the killer did then… Like we did the first time?”

 

Homer: “Ooh! I think I know what happened!”

 

Squidward: “Homer. You are not permitted to speak right now….”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Clean Knife

-Spamton Neo File

-SPAMBOM File

-Teleporter Angling

-State of Incinerator Room

-Blackout

 

Homer: “So the killer musta’ made the bomb, right?”

 

Squidward: “That’s obvious, Homer….”

 

Homer: “Yeah..! But what happens next is less obvious!”

 

Homer: “The killer lights the bomb and throws it to the other side!”

 

Light: “I think we’re fairly certain it wasn’t the killer who tossed the bomb…”

 

Basil: “It wasn’t the killer? Then who was it?”

 

Sans: “they musta’ been pretty buff to toss it from one tower to the other…”

 

Noob: “Ooh! Maybe they were a ninja!”

 

Red: “Hell who knows?”

 

Red: “They coulda used a mechanism to toss the bomb”

 

Steve: (“I think the answer to this is simple… If I think… It’ll come to me…”)

 

 

SPAMBOM File -> killer musta’ made the bomb, right?

 

Steve: “No that’s wrong!”

 

Homer: “Why is it always me who’s making mistakes?!”

 

Squidward: “Think hard and the answer will come to you…”

 

Homer: “But I’m not good at thinking!”

 

Homer: “So how was I wrong, Stevo?”

 

Steve: (“Is he calling me “Stevo”..?”)

 

Steve: “The problem is… Unless the killer is Spamton… I don’t think the killer made the bomb…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeaheh! I got this covered!”

 

Waluigi: “The person who made the bomb was actually Spamton! We found a buncha files in Spamton’s lab and one o’them was definitely about that bomb!”

 

Steve: “Yeah… I think we can say Spamton made the bomb without a doubt.”

 

Basil: “B-but ultimately that backfired on him… Right…?”

 

Leafy: “That’s kinda tragic!”

 

Sans: “eh, he had it coming.”

 

Light: “He did try to blow us all up in the end…”

 

Red: “So spammy made the bomb. Does that mean he also tried to light it?”

 

Steve: “We can’t say that for sure, though he was certainly the one to pass it to the other side.”

 

Steve: “I watched him do it after all…”

 

Leafy: “How can we trust you?”

 

Trainer Red: “Why should we doubt Steve?”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed. Spamton is the only candidate to pass the bomb anyway…”

 

Noob: “Yeah! Unless there was a sports star or ninja lurking among us, then I don’t think anyone else could throw it…”

 

Basil: “Y-yeah! Plus he would’ve been really strong in that mech suit!”

 

Noob: “Cool! Then everything lined up towards believing Steve!”

 

Leafy: “Grrr…. Believe in friendship, not this blockhead!”

 

Steve: (“Leafy really has been aggressive towards me lately. Hopefully we can sort this out at some point…”)

 

Gandhi: “So now that we know Spamton is the one who made and tossed the bomb, it is likely he was the one to light it too.”

 

Homer: “That means we found the killer!”

 

Homer: “Spamton is the only one who coulda’ killed…. Spamton..?”

 

Homer: “Yeah… Never mind….”

 

Noob: “He does make a point though…. Did Spamton accidentally end up killing himself..?”

 

Steve: “Well… There’s a reason I don’t think that’s the case…”

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> The Bomb

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “The bomb had three wires. One would activate after five minutes, but the others would after thirty and five seconds.”

 

Steve: “Only the wire made to go off after five minutes was active.”

 

Red: “Aight but why the heck would Spamton even wanna bother?”

 

Red: “Three wires? I aint buyin it!”

 

-Rebuttal Showdown-

 

-SPAMBOM File

-The Bomb

-Three Missing Wires

 

Red: “So this excuse is pretty sus steve”

 

Red: “Ur just makin things up left and right”

 

Red: “You were the only one to see the bomb so you could just make up anythin you want”

 

 

-> SPAMBOM File

 

Steve: “That’s not exactly right… Waluigi saw the bomb too, albeit only as a blueprint in Spamton’s lab…”

 

Red: “Blueprint pooprint”

 

Red: “You coulda just drawn that yourself”

 

Red: “Dont think ya can fool me! Im not actually that godawful of a detective!”

 

Red: “Theres not even any evidence that wires were used!”

 

 

-> Three Missing Wires

 

Steve: “Actually, we found exactly three missing wires in Spamton’s lab.”

 

Steve: “Is that enough proof for you yet?”

 

Red: “Nah i dont give up in the face of murderers that easily”

 

Red: “Everything youve said so far is just incredibly sus!”

 

Red: “Since we have no reason why spamton would make a three wired bomb i aint buyin it”

 

 

-> SPAMBOM File

 

Steve: “Although it can be hard to explain Spamton’s words sometimes, there isn’t absolutely zero evidence as to why he included three wires.”

 

Steve: “He mentioned in the “SPAMBOM File” that his reason for including the “thirty seconds” wire at the bottom was due to “popular demand”.”

 

Red: “Aight i give up”

 

Red: “Not cuz im wrong but cuz youre too busy making stupid derailments with spamtons nonsense sentences”

 

Light: “The idea of “popular demand” is an intriguing way of putting it, however…”

 

Basil: “Yeah… Maybe he was influenced by someone to add it…”

 

Waluigi: “Wahaha! That’s quite an interesting thought!”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… I can only think of one person who would ask Spamton to add the “thirty seconds” wire…”

 

Stebe: (“Hmm… That one person must be….”)

 

-The person who demanded that Spamton added the “thirty seconds” must be…-

 

 

Light

Monokuma

Homer

The Killer

 

 

-> The Killer

 

Steve: “The killer must’ve demanded that Spamton added the “thirty seconds” wire!”

 

Gandhi: “What an unusual thing to do…”

 

Gandhi: “That means it certainly has some relevance to the killer’s plan…”

 

Squidward: “They probably did it through private messages, right?”

 

Waluigi: “That means any of us coulda done it!”

 

Light: “There’s still another question to ask…”

 

Light: “Why would Spamton even accept the killer’s demands in the first place?”

 

Steve: “Right… That’s definitely something that still needs to be addressed…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-Noob’s Injury

-Noob’s Alibi

-Spamton’s Motive Card

-Spamton Neo File

-Spamton’s Last Note

 

Waluigi: “It seems a little unlikely that Spamton would just do exactly as the killer said…”

 

Gandhi: “But why else would he add the wire?”

 

Leafy: “Maybe the killer asked really nicely?”

 

Gandhi: “I doubt that would work….”

 

Gandhi: “Perhaps the killer used some…”

 

Gandhi: “Not so gentle persuasion…”

 

Homer: “Holy moly! So the killer beat him up?!”

 

Basil: “T-that means it couldn’t have been me, since I was in the other tower!”

 

Squidward: “I don’t think you’d have the strength to anyway….”

 

Basil: “I guess that’s fair… Hehe…”

 

Light: “I believe there’s another reason why Spamton would accept the killer’s demands…”

 

Light: “Perhaps he simply couldn’t care if the killer wanted to kill someone.”

 

Gandhi: “It doesn’t seem out of character for Spamton, does it..?”

 

Noob: “B-but there’s a much more likely reason!”

 

Noob: “The killer added the wire themselves, like a ninja lurking in the shadows!”

 

Squidward: “Your ninja theories are just getting worse and worse…”

 

Noob: “Oof, maybe I should leave them alone for a bit…”

 

 

Spamton’s Last Note -> simply couldn’t care

 

Steve: (“I agree with that!”)

 

Steve: “Light actually made quite a valid point there.”

 

Light: “Yes. It is what I expected.”

 

Steve: “Spamton’s last note tells us something quite important about his attitude…”

 

Steve: “The reason Spamton just gave in to the killer’s plans was because he thought it would be better if we all died.”

 

Leafy: “What..? I can’t believe Spamton would think that?!”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “A-actually…”

 

Leafy: “I’m not that surprised…”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Noob: “I just don’t get it…”

 

Noob: “Just why did Spamton think we were better off dead?!”

 

Noob: “He… He really didn’t seem like he’d do that to us….”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Basil: “I-I mean….”

 

Light: “You’re thinking maybe it’d be better if he put us out of our misery, aren’t you?”

 

Basil: “..!”

 

Light: “Pathetic… Some of our lives are worth much more than that….”

 

Light: “Yours isn’t though. If you want to kill yourself right now, Basil, you’re free to try…”

 

Red: “Jesus christ light what the hell”

 

Sans: “don’t listen to him, basil. he’s just spouting his usual nonsense…”

 

Sans: “by the way, light, you really are making yourself out to be a very good leader right now…”

 

Light: “I… I’m sorry… I just don’t have space for suicidal cowards like Basil…”

 

Squidward: “Just shut up, Light! We don’t have time to derail the trial with suicide threats..!”

 

Light: “Alright. So we’ve established that Spamton wanted us all to die, didn’t we?”

 

Light: “But just why exactly did he believe that it would be better for us?”

 

Steve: (“What reason? I believe there was something Spamton’s last note said that said it all…”)

 

-For what cause did Spamton attempt to kill everyone-

 

-Justice

-Hope

-Freedom

-Despair

 

 

-> Freedom

 

Steve: “Spamton… His, note….”

 

Steve: “It said that killing us all would be the way to achieve ultimate freedom…”

 

Homer: “That’s really stupid! You can’t think much when you’re dead!”

 

Squidward: “Well… He was very mentally unstable…”

 

Basil: “Y-yeah… Maybe he thought killing us all would free us from suffering…”

 

Waluigi: “Okay! So we established that the killer wanted a thirty second wire at the bottom of the bomb…”

 

Waluigi: “But…”

 

Waluigi: “Who the heck is the killer…? And why..?”

 

Leafy: “Have we got any leads..?”

 

Squidward: “…”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Homer: “Uhhhh….”

 

Red: “Looks like were all out”

 

Homer: “C’mon! There’s gotta be something!

 

Gandhi: “Everyone! We must think for a second!”

 

Gandhi: “There’s more to the trial than immediately moving to the culprit!”

 

Gandhi: “We shall talk about the process and the killer will naturally reveal themself.”

 

Noob: “But there’s nothing left to discuss!”

 

Steve: (“Something we haven’t discussed yet… I’m certain there’s something we’ve got left to talk about”)

 

Steve: (“Something major that happened before the murder…”)

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Blackout

 

Steve: “We still haven’t discussed the blackout yet, have we..?”

 

Waluigi: “The blackout..? What blackout..?”

 

Trainer Red: “I can report that nobody at the lab experienced the blackout…”

 

Gandhi: “I can also confirm this.”

 

Red: “It wasnt in the prison either”

 

Steve: (“Yeah… There’s a reason for that… And that is…”)

 

-The blackout only occurred in the first tower

-The blackout only affected Steve

-The blackout didn’t occur in the lab

-The blackout only occurred in the second tower

-The blackout didn’t occur in the prison

 

 

-> The blackout only occurred in the first tower

 

Steve: “The reason for that is because the blackout only affected the first tower.”

 

Gandhi: “Ah, I see…”

 

Light: “Now this is puzzling…”

 

Light: “The blackout surely must’ve been caused in the first tower if it only affected the first tower…”

 

Waluigi: “It looks like we need to determine the source…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

Sans: “alright, so… the blackout only affected one tower…”

Basil: “It’s pretty weird, since the tower affected wasn’t even the one where the fight was going on…”

 

Light: “The first tower, however, was the location of the bomb…”

Sans: “yeah, that much is obvious…”

 

Leafy: “So maybe the killer wanted to hide that the bomb was in the first tower…”

 

Noob: “B-but Steve saw it instantly!”

 

Basil: “Y-yeah! Steve warned me about the bomb before the blackout even occurred!”

 

Waluigi: “Let’s not worry about the why but the how!”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed, how did the killer cause the blackout?”

 

Leafy: “Maybe they cut the power source directly!”

 

Red: “Like sabotaging electrical?”

 

Sans: “i guess a power surge is possible?”

 

Gandhi: “Or perhaps they hacked it with one of those gadgety things..?”

 

Squidward: “You mean a computer?”

 

Homer: “Even I know what a computer is!”

 

Squidward: “Bravo Homer. Bravo…”

 

 

Cut Wires -> cut the power source directly

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Leafy: “Oh, even the enemy agrees with me, haha!”

 

Steve: “We’re not enemies, Leafy!”

 

Steve: “It’s just that… The wires were cut in the hole I made in the data centre…”

 

Steve: “This would be a pretty obvious way to create a blackout…”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “Aha! I think I just found out who the killer is!”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Basil: “Y-you did?!”

 

Noob: “No way..!”

 

Leafy: “The killer…!

 

Leafy: “It’s Steve!”

Notes:

Hmmm... For some reason, I think Leafy might not be right... Do any of you guys have any other ideas on who you think the killer is?

 

BTW, I'm wondering what you guys think about the portrayal of the characters in this. Is it accurate? I'm trying to keep them relatively close to canon, but I'm worried I'm messing that up with a few of them and their speech patterns and actions.

Chapter 19: Chapter 2 [H] - The Walking Red

Notes:

Sorry if this one's on the shorter end. I like to end trial chapters with accusations, so this seemed like the right time to end this one.

~CHAPTER 18 ~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Gundham Tanaka

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

TRUTH BULLETS

-Sans’ Account

-Zombie Amnesia

-Spamton Neo

-Noob’s Injury

-Noob’s Alibi

-Metal Coil

-Prison Conditions

-Gandhi’s Distraction

-Hole in Floor

-Gundham’s Message

-Hole in Data Centre

-The Bomb

-Time of Explosion

-Drawbridge Button

-Blackout

-Drawbridge Window

-State of Incinerator Room

-State of Teleportation Room B

-Clean Knife

-Three Missing Wires

-Spamton Neo File

-SPAMBOM File

-Spamton’s Last Note

-Spamton’s Motive Card

-Monokuma File #2

-Empty Syringe

-Noob-Gundham Messages

-Surgery Room Vest

-Knife #2

-Teleporter Weight Limit

-Teleporter Angling

-Missing Surgery Room Items

-“Project Odysseus”

-Ash after Explosion

-Trainer Red’s Message

-Encrypted Username

-Location of Folders

-Light’s File

-State of Light’s Folder

-Zombie Drool

-Gandhi’s Account

-Red’s Card

-Cut Wires

 

 

Leafy: “Aha! I think I just found out who the killer is!”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Basil: “Y-you did?!”

 

Noob: “No way..!”

 

Leafy: “The killer…!

 

Leafy: “It’s Steve!”

 

Steve: “Just because you have a personal grudge against me, doesn’t mean”-

 

Leafy: “A personal grudge, nahhh… It’s not just that…”

 

Leafy: “I actually have evidence that you’re the killer!”

 

Sans: “i mean… it makes sense… everything does kind of line up against you…”

 

Leafy: “Hehehe! Yeah! Lemme show you!”

 

Steve: (“Agh… Leafy’s suspecting me… Even Sans’ starting to support her…”)

 

Steve: (“I can’t let them believe her, otherwise we’re all going to die! This isn’t right!”)

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-Noob’s Alibi

-Gandhi’s Account

-Location of Folders

-Red’s Card

-Light’s File

 

Leafy: “You said it yourself! You made that hole in the wall!”

 

Squidward: “Yes he did, but it was only to get wool for the beds!”

 

Noob: “Yeah! We can trust Steve!”

 

Leafy: “Well yeah, but that’s not the only piece of evidence I have!”

 

Leafy: “Steve is also the one who was in the data centre at the time of the blackout!”

 

Basil: “That’s wrong! He was with me!”

 

Basil: “He went to the dormitory to warn me about the bomb!”

 

Leafy: “Nah, you’re just his little accomplice, aren’t you, Basil?”

 

Leafy: “Besideeeesss…”

 

Leafy: “Steve is the only one in the first tower who’s strong enough to toss the bomb to the second!”

 

Leafy: “He is the Ultimate Miner after all!”

 

Noob: “But you might be thinking about this the wrong way!”

 

Noob: “The person who caused the blackout might not even be someone in the first tower!”

 

Waluigi: “But… The blackout had to be caused in the first tower…”

 

Light: “Though, that’s not enough to automatically assume Steve is the killer…”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, Squidward, Noob, Homer and Basil are all still valid suspects worth investigating…”

 

Noob: “But I don’t want it to be one of us four either!”

 

Gandhi’s Account -> not even be someone in the first tower

 

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Steve: “Noob’s definitely right! I’m not automatically the killer because someone else might’ve crossed from the second tower to the first…”

 

Leafy: “W-what??”

 

Noob: “I knew I was onto something! It couldn’t have been any of us five in the first tower!”

 

Leafy: “No, no, no! Steve is just making up silly excuses!”

 

Steve: “No… Gandhi can confirm me.”

 

Gandhi: “Yes… I was checking the “maps” app, and somebody appeared to be outside of the towers…”

 

Gandhi: “Since the two towers count as the same building, that must mean that individual must have been at the drawbridge…”

 

Leafy: “…!”

 

Leafy: “Oh… Maybe I was…”

 

Leafy: “Wrong…”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Basil: “A-actually…”

 

Basil: “I-I hate to admit it, but….”

 

Basil: “There’s a flaw with Gandhi’s account…”

 

Steve: (“A flaw, huh? What could that be..?”)

 

Steve: (“I might endanger myself if I expose it, but…”)

 

Steve: (“If it brings us closer to the truth, it’s something I must reveal!”)

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Drawbridge Button

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “The drawbridge… It was only lowered by me after the blackout…”

 

Steve: “So the person who crossed the drawbridge had to have crossed after the blackout occurred…”

 

Leafy: “Hahah! So you finally admit your crimes! I’ve gotcha now, Stevie!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “That’s not it…”

 

Steve: “The person who caused the blackout… They had to be in the first tower, but it wasn’t me, I swear!”

 

Basil: “Yeah, and I can confirm this!”

 

Leafy: “Grr… I mean, any other suggestions?”

 

Leafy: “You’re really our only suspect, Steve!”

 

Gandhi: “Technically, if we take what Steven said to be true, there still are other suspects.”

 

Light: “In fact… If it’s not Steve… I believe we can narrow it down to just one other person…”

 

Steve: (“One other person?! Has Light… Found the identity of the killer..?”)

 

Light: “After the blackout, Steven rushes up to the dormitory and meets Basil…. During this time frame, someone in the first tower goes up to the data centre…”

 

Light: “There’s only one person who it could be…”

 

Sans: “outta the three other people in the tower, there’s homer, noob and squidward…”

 

Sans: “i really can’t see any of them doing it…”

 

Sans: “especially not my squiddy pie..”

 

Noob: “Yeah! I was with Squidward so it couldn’t be him, anyway!”

 

Steve: (“This… Is too strange… There’s only one suspect left… And that’s….”)

 

-Select Someone-

 

 

-> Homer

 

 

Steve: “H-Homer…?”

 

Steve: “A-are you… The killer..?”

 

Homer: “Huh? Me? I’m no killer! That’s nonsense!”

 

Sans: “yeah, there’s no way he could set up this plan….”

 

Squidward: “He’s a bit too… Stupid…”

 

Homer: “Hey, I’m not stupid!”

 

Red: “So that means you are smart enough to set this whole plan up?”

 

Homer: “Uh…. No way…”

 

Red: “So you are stupid?”

 

Homer: “Grrr…. Being a murderer or being stupid! I can’t decide!”

 

Steve: “But… Homer… You were up in the surgery room, one floor above Noob and Squidward.”

 

Steve: “If either of those two went up to the data centre, they’d easily be noticed by you, as well as their partner…”

 

Steve: “So you’re the only technically legitimate candidate…”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “Accusing innocent Homer..? No way, Steven!”

 

Steve: (“Eww… She’s calling me Steven… That feels wrong…”)

 

Leafy: “He wouldn’t be able to carry out the crime… but you would..!”

 

Leafy: “So this is checkmate, Steven!”

 

Leafy: “Haha! Let’s get to voting already!”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “No, let’s not!”

 

Basil: “I-I agree!”

 

Trainer Red: “Ahem…”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “THERE’S NO WAY STEVE COULD BE THE KILLER! I’M SICK OF LISTENING TO THIS NONSENSE!”

 

Trainer Red: “Hehe… I got a bit loud there…”

 

Trainer Red: “Just… Show them some proof, Steve!”

 

Basil: “Yeah I believe in you!”

 

Waluigi: “Me too!”

 

Noob: “Me three!”

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu! Looks like we’re split! Who’s ready for another little split opinion debate?”

 

Leafy: “Woohoo! I’m excited!”

 

Gandhi: “You really shouldn’t be…”

 

Sans: “yeah… leafy actually seems to be enjoying the killing game…”

 

Leafy: “Hey! I don’t enjoy the killing! Just everything else!”

 

Squidward: “That’s still pretty messed up…”

 

-Split Opinion-

 

-Did Steve kill Spamton?-

 

-Steve Killed Spamton

-Leafy

-Red

-Sans

-Homer

-Light

-Gandhi

 

-Steve Didn’t Kill Spamton-

Steve -> know

Trainer Red -> possibility

Basil -> evidence

Waluigi -> simplest

Noob -> actions

Squidward -> hole

 

-START-

 

 

Gandhi: “We cannot deny that the majority of evidence supports Steve as the killer!”

 

Basil: “B-but, we haven’t even observed the majority of the evidence!”

 

Sans: “honestly, voting for steve really seems like the simplest answer…”

 

Waluigi: “It seems like the simplest answer, but we just haven’t looked at why it might not be the case!”

 

Red: “Yeah but it was pretty sus of steve to create that hole”

 

Squidward: “We only created that hole to make a bed! I saw it with my own two eyes!”

 

Homer: “It’s not me, cos’ I know I didn’t do it!”

 

Steve: “Well, we can’t know for sure if we did it, because the zombie virus might cause us to forget!”

 

Leafy: “Steve’s actions in the trial have really made him look like a murderer!”

 

Noob: “Steve’s actions haven’t done anything but bring forward the trial!”

 

Light: “Given all the possibilities, the only potential killer is Steven..!”

 

Trainer Red: “Well clearly, there’s one possibility we haven’t looked at yet!

 

Everyone: (“This is our answer!”)

 

Gandhi: “A possibility we haven’t explored yet…”

 

Sans: “so what’re we missin’? thought we brought up everything we could…”

 

Trainer Red: “Well there's only one way we can find that possibility!”

 

Trainer Red: “THROUGH THE POWER OF OPEN DEBATE!”

 

Trainer Red: “I-I mean…”

 

Trainer Red: “Maybe I should control my voice a bit better….”

 

Basil: “It’s okay, Red…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Teleporter Angling

-Teleporter Weight Limit

-Red’s Card

-Project Odysseus

-Metal Coil

 

Waluigi: “Alrighto! We should consider the possibilities!”

 

Sans: “yeah… something that suggests it’s neither homer or steve….”

 

Leafy: “Well, I don’t think something like that exists!”

 

Light: “But, perhaps the killer left some evidence behind in the first tower.”

 

Basil: “O-or maybe there’s proof that they left the second tower..?”

 

Homer: “Maybe they used the teleporter?”

 

Gandhi: “The weight limit would’ve made that impossible.”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! Even I was too heavy for the teleporter!”

 

Noob: “Then there’s only one possibility left!”

 

Noob: “They used ninja skills to cross while the drawbridge was still closed!”

 

Squidward: “I thought you said you were going to stop with those suggestions…”

 

Noob: “Oh, heheh, sorry…. I just got caught up again…”

 

Red’s Card -> evidence behind in the first tower

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Steve: “Light…. You are right, there was definitely some evidence left behind the tower!”

 

Red: “Evidence? What kinda evidence?”

 

Steve: “An ID card… Belonging to nobody other than Red, the Ultimate Astronaut.”

 

Red: “…”

 

Red: “Shoot shoot shoot!”

 

Red: “I've been framed!”

 

Steve: “That’s something we’ll have to consider for later, but nonetheless…”

 

Steve: “The fact that the card was in the data centre proves without a doubt that the killer was in the prison at least once!”

 

Red: “Well duh! How else could they take my card?”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “Steve! You realise that there’s only two people in the first tower who’d been prison…”

 

Leafy: “That means the killer… The person who stole Red’s card had to be one of those two people….”

 

Sans: “and who would that be…?”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Basil: “I-is this true, Steve..?”

 

Steve: (“The only two people in the first tower who’s been to the prison… The only two people I can think of are…”)

 

-Red and Noob

-Red and Steve

-Noob and Steve

-Homer and Steve

 

 

-> Noob and Steve

 

Steve: “Noob and myself…. We are the only two people who had been to the prison…”

 

Steve: “So… That makes us the only two suspects…”

 

Steve: (“I don’t want to accept this… I can’t accept this…”)

 

Steve: (“Would Noob really do such a thing..?”)

 

Leafy: “Looks like you’re stuck once again Steve…”

 

Leafy: “I think it’s about time we start our closing argument, am I right, Light?”

 

Light: “No. That’s because I know something else that the rest of you don’t….”

 

Light; “I may have been infected during the timeframe in which the murder actually occurred, but…”

 

Light: “All conclusions thus far make one thing certain….”

 

Light: “Red is the killer!”

 

 

Red: “!!!”

 

Steve: (“Red is the killer..? But… How…? He was in prison the entire time…”)

 

Red: “Shut up you slimy dirtbag”

 

Light: “Slimy dirtbag… I think you might need to work on your insults…”

 

Light: “I’m merely telling you the truth. That vile degenerate is clearly the murderer walking among us…”

 

Steve: (“So Red is the killer…? Light is an intelligent man, but that definitely feels like a bit of a stretch…”)

 

Steve: (“I’ll call him out on his lies!”)

 

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed. Do you think Light has a point, or is he just jumping to conclusions on people he doesn't like..?

EDIT: Added Split Opinion art that wasn't there before.

Chapter 20: Chapter 2 [I] - The Walking Red

Notes:

Prepare for more twists and turns as this trial continues!

~CHAPTER 20~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Gundham Tanaka

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

-Sans’ Account

-Zombie Amnesia

-Spamton Neo

-Noob’s Injury

-Noob’s Alibi

-Metal Coil

-Prison Conditions

-Gandhi’s Distraction

-Hole in Floor

-Gundham’s Message

-Hole in Data Centre

-The Bomb

-Time of Explosion

-Drawbridge Button

-Blackout

-Drawbridge Window

-State of Incinerator Room

-State of Teleportation Room B

-Clean Knife

-Three Missing Wires

-Spamton Neo File

-SPAMBOM File

-Spamton’s Last Note

-Spamton’s Motive Card

-Monokuma File #2

-Empty Syringe

-Noob-Gundham Messages

-Surgery Room Vest

-Knife #2

-Teleporter Weight Limit

-Teleporter Angling

-Missing Surgery Room Items

-“Project Odysseus”

-Ash after Explosion

-Trainer Red’s Message

-Encrypted Username

-Location of Folders

-Light’s File

-State of Light’s Folder

-Zombie Drool

-Gandhi’s Account

-Red’s Card

-Cut Wires

 

Light: “All conclusions thus far make one thing certain….”

 

Light: “Red is the killer!”

 

Red: “!!!”

 

Steve: (“Red is the killer..? But… How…? He was in prison the entire time…”)

 

Red: “Shut up you slimy dirtbag”

 

Light: “Slimy dirtbag… I think you might need to work on your insults…”

 

Light: “I’m merely telling you the truth. That vile degenerate is clearly the murderer walking among us…”

 

Steve: (“So Red is the killer…? Light is an intelligent man, but that definitely feels like a bit of a stretch…”)

 

Steve: (“I’ll call him out on his lies!”)

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-Trainer Red’s Message

-Teleporter Angling

-Hole in Floor

-Teleporter Weight Limit

-Monokuma File #2

 

Light: “There’s no doubt that Red is the killer among us…”

 

Light: “His plan was quite simple, really….”

 

Light: “All he had to do was hide that he was able to teleport.”

 

Red: “Teleport? What drugs are you on?”

 

Red: “Do you actually think I’m under 30 kilos!”

 

Red: “There’s no way that’s possible!”

 

 

Teleporter Weight Limit -> he was able to teleport

 

Steve: “No, that’s wrong!”

 

Steve: “There’s no way Red would be able to teleport! Take a look at his card again!”

 

-Name: Red

-Height 3’6”

-Weight: 92 lbs

-Career: Spaceship Captain

 

Red: “Yep! This card says it all!”

 

Red: “I mean… I get tryina’ accuse me and all…”

 

Red: “I’m a pretty messed up guy after all, ehehehe…”

 

Red: “But still…. It shows here clearly that I’m over the weight limit…”

 

Red: “So shut the frick up, dumbass!”

 

Light: “..!”

 

Sans: “alright, so… can we confirm that 92 lbs is actually over 30 kilos…?”

 

Sans: “i mean, i wouldn’t be surprised if it’s under 30, since you’re three foot six…”

 

Basil: “C-can anyone translate pounds to kilos..?”

 

Gandhi: “Yes… It’s about 40 kilos…”

 

Steve: “So that settles it… Red couldn’t have actually gotten through by teleporter!”

 

Red: “Yeah and id somehow have to escape prison in the first place anyway”

 

Light: Idiots…. Idiots…”

 

Homer: “Idiots..? Who ya’ calling idiots?!”

 

Light: “All of you, really… How can you not realise something so obvious?!”

 

Squidward: “Whatever it is…. It can’t be so obvious if you’re the only one who picked it up…”

 

Sans: “he’s probably come up with some random evidence to suggest it’s red, just because he wants it to be red…”

 

Red: “fr tho”

 

Gandhi: “Tell us, Light… Tell us why we’re idiots…”

 

Light: “Red’s weight…”

 

Red: “You judgin me for being fat or smth”

 

Light: “Not just fat… Incredibly fat…”

 

Light: “If you truly are 3’6” and 92 lbs, then you’ve got a severe case of Class 2 obesity.”

 

Homer: “Donut boy’s THAT heavy?! Oh man, now he looks even tastier!”

 

Red: “…”

 

Sans: “let’s leave the fat shaming to later, light, hehe…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! You’re being rude to Red!”

 

Light: “But… Given Red’s mobility, don’t you think that might be a lie…?”

 

Gandhi: “But why do you suspect Red’s ID card would lie about him being overweight..?”

 

Steve: (“Light has definitely managed to close the case. Is it becoming clear that Red’s the murderer..? Again…?”)

 

Steve: (“There’s definitely a reason, however, for the weight present on the card…”)

 

-Red lied about his height

-Red’s weight was taken with somebody else

-Red’s weight includes his spacesuit

 

 

-> Red’s weight includes his spacesuit

 

Steve: “I think what Light is trying to say is that Red’s weight includes his spacesuit…”

 

Steve: “So if he took off the spacesuit, using the teleporter is actually possible!”

 

Red: “…”

 

Sans: “welp. looks like we found the culprit…”

 

Noob: “So, he’s the only one, right..?”

 

Squidward: “I mean… Yeah… Unless you want to believe Homer or Steve somehow did it…”

 

Basil: “But my alibi clears out Steve!”

 

Waluigi: “And there’s no way Homer coulda got Red’s card!”

 

Noob: “And Squidward and I were together… So that means it has to be you, Red!”

 

Light: “Ahaha… Justice really is best served cold…”

 

Red: “The hell are you laughin’ at?”

 

Red: “This is all wrong! All wrong!”

 

Red: “And it’s your fault, Steve, for pushing that lunatic’s faulty claims!”

 

Red: “Let me make this clear to ya’!”

 

-Rebuttal Showdown-

-Teleporter Angling

-Empty Syringe

-Teleporter Weight Limit

-Zombie Drool

-Zombie Amnesia

 

Red: “Light spends all his time hypin’ up how smart he is but…”

 

Red: “If you had more than five brain cells, ya’d realise he’s basically just a monkey on a typewriter!”

 

Red: “He’s just goin’ “sjwgrkqsnx” and ur all thinkin’ this guy is some kinda genius!”

 

Red: “This entire idea of me usin’ the teleporter is impossible!

 

 

-> Teleporter Weight Limit

 

Steve: “It only seems reasonable that you could get through the teleporter, given you weigh 40 kilos with the spacesuit and the limit is thirty.

 

Red: “I mean, yeah…. Maybe I could get through the stupid teleporter if I took my suit off, but so what..?”

 

Red: “Everyone would obviously see me after I went through the teleporter!”

 

Red: “So if I did actually use that flippin’ machine…”

 

Red: “That means everyone else would be aware of it!”

 

 

-> Zombie Amnesia

 

Steve: “Actually, if any of them had caught the virus, they wouldn’t remember…”

 

Red: “Do you realise the crap that you’re pullin’ out right now?!”

 

Red: “Jesus Christ are you braindead or somethin’?!”

 

Red: “What are the chances that all three of them would happen to be infected the second I took the teleporter?!”

 

Red: “I’d have ta’ rely on luck to make sure that the three of em’ were all infected!”

 

 

-> Empty Syringe

 

Steve: “Actually, we found a syringe in the crime scene! It’s possible you could’ve infected someone with that!”

 

Red: “Man, your conspiracy theories are really startin’ to become a stretch…”

 

Red: “You’re stretchin’ em’ like it’s medieval torture!”

 

Red: “Your theories are absolute bull! What drugs are you on?!”

 

Red: “You’ on meth or somethin’?”

 

Red: “The thing with the flippin’ syringe is that it’s prolly’ just a vaccine for some illness, not some zombie virus!”

 

Red: “Unless you’re an anti-vaxer, which wouldn’t be a huge surprise, there’s no way that a vaccine gives you zombie virus!

 

 

-> Zombie Drool

 

Steve: “I’d normally agree with you, but you could’ve filled the syringe with the zombie drool in the camera room!”

 

Red: “What. The. Hell?! Are you braindead?!”

 

Red: “You’re tellin’ me that I filled a syringe with drool, and shot it into someone’s neck or somethin’?!”

 

Red: “How the hell am I meanta’ do that?!”

 

Red: “It’s damn obvious that the other person would see me doin’ that!”

 

Red: “And the person who got infected would remember me shovin’ a syringe down their neck!”

 

 

-> Teleporter Angling

 

Steve: “Actually, you wouldn’t have to be that direct. You could angle the teleporter and shoot the syringe at the victim without them even seeing you!”

 

Red: “…”

 

Red: “Ughhhh….”

 

Red: “I’m sicka’ listening to your crap!”

 

Noob: “But still! He makes a point! Red could use the teleporter to shoot and infect his victim while still being in the other teleporter room!”

 

Trainer Red: “And once his victims had been infected, he could step through the teleporter and they wouldn’t remember anything once Spamton had died.”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm… Interesting…”

 

Waluigi: “But then Red musta’ known that the zombies would forget all their memories after they were infected…”

 

Basil: “Y-yeah… As much as I want it to… It still doesn’t line up…”

 

Red: “Then there ya’ go… Checkmate, heheh…”

 

Sans: “uh…. couldn’t red have just asked monokuma if the zombie victims would remember being infected?”

 

Light: “Yes… That does seem to be the only way he figured it out…”

 

Light: “You would have to be quite deductive to solve such a thing, however.”

 

Light: “Monokuma? Am I permitted to ask if anyone asked you whether or not zombies retained their memories after being cured?”

 

Monokuma: “…”

 

Monokuma: “Fiiineee… But don’t expect me to be this nice aaaallll the time…..”

 

Monokuma: “You are right, Light! Somebody did ask me if the zombies would retain their memories and I told them, “no”!”

 

Red: “…”

 

Red: “Frick you, Light..!”

 

Light: “Very well, we have our answer…”

 

Leafy: “So he was aware we’d lose our memories after being cured..?”

 

Red: “Jesus, you guys are hell bent on accusing me!”

 

Squidward: “Well, there had to be a reason for the syringe, right?”

 

Red: “Okay..! But hear me out! There was ONE SYRINGE! That means I could not infect both Noob and Squidward!”

 

Red: “Get that into your fleshy little brains!”

 

Steve: (“Wow, Red really does seem to be angry at us this trial. Perhaps it’s because he doesn’t have the protection of Kirby to lie back on like he did last time…”)

 

Sans: “so he only infected one of them, huh?”

 

Noob: “But I think I’d clearly see if there was a syringe in Squidward’s neck….”

 

Squidward: “Likewise with Noob…”

 

Basil: “T-there’s still one…”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Basil: “P-possibility…”

 

Light: “You seemed really reluctant to push that possibility, what is it?”

 

Homer: “Ooh! I wonder!”

 

Trainer Red: “You don’t have to have to force him to say.”

 

Light: “Alright then. I’ll tell you what he’s thinking…”

 

Light: “I believe Basil thinks the other person might’ve been an accomplice…”

 

Sans: “squidward or noob..? really?”

 

Steve: (“I don’t like it, but all the fingers are pointing at Noob and Squidward again… If Red really did have an accomplice, I need to figure this out for the sake of the truth…”)

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-Noob’s Alibi

-Noob’s Injury

-Clean Knife

-Missing Surgery Room Items

-Spamton Neo File

-Monokuma File #2

-Trainer Red’s Message

 

Waluigi: “So it’s seemin’ more likely that there’s an accomplice among us…”

 

Homer: “An accomplish?? What’s that..?”

 

Leafy: “Heheh, my bet’s on Noob!”

 

Leafy: “He’s the one who’s closest to Steve after all…”

 

Noob: “Hey! Steve’s got nothing to do with this case!”

 

Leafy: “Hey! Noob! I thought we were friends!”

 

Noob: “You can’t just accuse me if we’re friends!”

 

Leafy: “I was only accusing you out of love!”

 

Homer: “Yeah, right!”

 

Homer: “My bet’s on Squidward!”

 

Squidward: “Me?! Why me??”

 

Homer: “You’re pretty mean and have a big long nose!”

 

Waluigi: “That’s a pretty bad reason to accuse someone!”

 

Sans: “shut it, proboscilover…”

 

Trainer Red: “Do we have any actual evidence for either of our two suspects?”

 

Gandhi: “I don’t believe there’s any evidence…”

 

Light: “Then… Have we got anything else…”

 

Light: “Perhaps a motive for one of them to do it..?”

 

Basil: “L-look… It was just a hunch…”

 

Basil: “It’s possible that they were infected and that’s the end of the story…”

 

Leafy: “Yeeah, but the drool was the only way to infect them!”

 

Red: “Unless the zombies broke free, eheheh…”

 

Sans: “is he… suggesting something…?”

 

Leafy: “I-impossible! We all woke up in our cages after the murder!”

 

 

Spamton Neo File -> the drool was the only way to infect them

 

Steve: “No, that’s wrong!”

 

Leafy: “Ugh… You’re always accusing meee….”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “It’s just that there’s one unorthodox way that an individual could be infected…”

 

Noob: “T-there is?!”

 

Steve: “There’s a part of the Spamton Neo File that says this…”

 

SPAMTON NEO HAS [[freshblasts!]] made with [[SPECIL]] ZOMIE JUICY!!

 

Waluigi: “Yeah, but I though that was just another one of those weirdo Spamton lines….”

 

Red: “Yeah this just looks like another one o’ Steve’s psychotic rambles…”

 

Steve: “No… This line definitely has significance.”

 

Steve: “The use of the words “ZOMBIE JUICY” seems to imply something like zombie drool or blood.”

 

Steve: “Those would definitely be infectious.”

 

Gandhi: “So…”

 

Gandhi: “That means…”

 

Waluigi: “If anyone was blasted by Spamton, they’d end up being infected…”

 

Steve: (“There definitely was someone blasted by Spamton’s blasts. I have the evidence right here..!”)

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Noob’s Injury

 

Steve: “Noob was blasted by Spamton! I saw it with my own two eyes!”

 

Noob: “I.. Was… Blasted by Spamton..?”

 

Steve: “Huh? You don’t remember..?”

 

Trainer Red: “Then that definitely confirms that Noob was infected.”

 

Red: “Oh… That’s convienient, ain’t it…?”

 

Red: “But… There’s one other thing I need to ask… heheheh…”

 

Red: “How many of y’all actually remember the blackout…?”

 

Light: “I will admit he has a point.”

 

Light: “To confirm things… How many of you in the first tower remember the blackout?”

 

Steve: “I remember the blackout. I was the one who brought it up.”

 

Basil: “Me too..!”

 

Homer: “Blackout… That’s the thing where the lights go off, right?”

 

Sans: “yep…. thought we wouldn’t need to explain…”

 

Homer: “Well I remember the lights going off… It was just before the nosy man died, right?”

 

Light: “Correct. Based on what we deduced thus far…”

 

Squidward: “Well… I don’t remember the blackout. I did think it was odd that you brought it up, but I trusted Steve enough not to deny it…”

 

Noob: “Same here!”

 

Light: “Very well, that confirms that Noob and Squidward were definitely infected.”

 

 

Red: “Heheheheh….”

 

Red: “Hahahahaha…!”

 

Homer: “Whoa, he looks like he’s gone crazy!”

 

Gandhi: "His excuses do seem to be getting more desperate..."

 

Red: “Shut it, you sussy baka!”

 

Red: “Noob and Squidward were infected right..?”

 

Gandhi: “Yes. Do you have an objection to that..?”

 

Red: “No, but that’s not the point…”

 

Red: “You’ve still got Homer to explain!”

 

Homer: "W-Wha?! Me???"

 

Basil: “T-that’s right… To get to the data centre, Red would still have to get through the surgery room, where Homer was…”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Steve: (“This definitely puts a spanner in this case… We still have to explain how Homer didn’t notice Red in the surgery room…”)

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-State of Teleportation Room B

-Metal Coil

-Project Odysseus

-Noob’s Alibi

-Zombie Amnesia

 

Waluigi: “Alrighto! So Homer didn’t notice Red… I wonder why..?”

 

Leafy: “Maybe he forgot…”

 

Sans: “or maybe red snuck by...”

 

Noob: “Huh? Like a ninja?”

 

Gandhi: “We would not be able to see who he was behind the suit, would we…?”

 

Red: “I’d still be pretty short though…”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “He could’ve mistook you for Leafy.”

 

Leafy: “Not really! He’s a human and I’m a leaf!”

 

Noob: “Can you say for sure that he’s a human?”

 

Red: “Jesus, shut the hell up!”

 

Red: “It’s not like I’m an impostor or somethin’!!”

 

Basil: “Well… We can never say for sure, can we..?”

 

Light: “Perhaps we should be thinking simpler. Have any of you heard of Occam’s razor?”

 

Homer: “Occam? That sounds like some kind of monster!”

 

Trainer Red: “He’s right though. The answer could just be in plain sight.”

 

Sans: “then maybe we should go back to the accomplice theory..?”

 

Squidward: “You know what…. I’ll just say what we’re all thinking…”

 

Squidward: “Homer’s probably too stupid to even notice if Red was in the room…”

 

 

Project Odysseus -> forgot

 

Steve: “I… Agree with that?”

 

Leafy: “Ohoho! You sounded uncertain! Is that because you’re the killer?”

 

Squidward: “Come on? You’re still on about that?”

 

Steve: “It’s just… There’s a possibility I want to explore….”

 

Steve: “Basil, Trainer Red and I found a file called “Project Odysseus”, in the surgery room…”

 

*Flashback

 

PROJECT-ODYSSEUS

 

-THE OUTCOME OF THE PROJECT IS TO OPTIMISE THE TARGET’S CAPACITY AND INCREASE THE PRODUCTIVITY OF THE TARGET. THE AIM IS TO ELIMINATE THE OBSTRUCTION THAT INTERFERES WITH THE TARGET’S FUNCTIONALITY. THIS WILL BE DONE BY CREATING A WIRELESS BUTTON WHICH RELOCATES THE TARGET’S OBSTRUCTION WHEN PLACED AND CAN BE PRESSED AGAIN TO RETURN THE OBSTRUCTION TO ITS ORIGINAL POSITION.

MINOR SIDE EFFECTS INCLUDE

-MEMORY LOSS

-CONFUSION

-DIZZINESS

-POTENTIAL RISK OF SEIZURES

*

 

Light: “You think this might have a connection to Homer…?”

 

Steve: “It’s unlikely… But it’s worth exploring…”

 

Steve: “It did mention “memory loss” as one of its side effects after all…”

 

 

Homer: “Uh... Guys..?"

 

Noob: "Yeah?"

 

Homer: "I don't think I like this... This is pretty weird..."

 

Gandhi: "I know but-

 

Homer: "Donut boy musta' messed with my brain! I really don't like this!"

 

Leafy: "Hey, Homer! I'm sure it's-

 

Homer: "Put my brain back where it was! I DON'T LIKE THIS!"

 

Steve: ("Red...? Just what did you do..?")

 

Red: "..."

 

Red: "Steve..?"

 

Steve: “H-huh?”

 

Red: “How the hell did you figure out that sheet o’ paper had any kinda connection to Homer..?”

 

Steve: “It did..? It was a lucky guess, I think…”

 

Noob: “And I thought I was the lucky one…”

 

Red: “Well, ya’ hit the jackpot, I’ll say that…”

 

Red: “Guess it’s time I spill the beans, ehehehe...”

 

Trainer Red: “Is this to do with Project Odysseus?”

 

Red: “Not quite… But ya’ wanna know who orchestrated this whole damn thing? That flippin’ project included?”

 

Basil: “I-it wasn’t you…?”

 

Red: “Well… Just think about it…”

 

Red: “Who was the one who could tell me ‘bout the condition of the first tower?”

 

Red: “Who was the one who had the pen and paper to actually write up “Project Odysseus”?”

 

Red: “Who was the one with Homer in the surgery room..?”

 

Red: “Who was the one who woulda’ asked Monokuma about the zombie amnesia?”

 

Red: “And who was the one who freed me from the prison..?”

 

Steve: “…!”

 

Steve: (“What Red said… He’s narrowed down the person who orchestrated the murder down to one person.”)

 

Steve: (“Although Red might be the one who’s going to be executed, the person who carried out this whole plan is somebody else?”)

 

Steve: (“I can only think of one person…”)

 

-Select Someone-

Notes:

Hmmm... It looks like it's time to select someone again...

Could this be the true killer, or just another accomplice?

Who do you guys think it is?

Chapter 21: Chapter 2 [J] - The Walking Red

Notes:

I think there's some pretty fun stuff in this chapter. Prepare for some more twists and turns!

~CHAPTER 21~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Gundham Tanaka

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

-Sans’ Account

-Zombie Amnesia

-Spamton Neo

-Noob’s Injury

-Noob’s Alibi

-Metal Coil

-Prison Conditions

-Gandhi’s Distraction

-Hole in Floor

-Gundham’s Message

-Hole in Data Centre

-The Bomb

-Time of Explosion

-Drawbridge Button

-Blackout

-Drawbridge Window

-State of Incinerator Room

-State of Teleportation Room B

-Clean Knife

-Three Missing Wires

-Spamton Neo File

-SPAMBOM File

-Spamton’s Last Note

-Spamton’s Motive Card

-Monokuma File #2

-Empty Syringe

-Noob-Gundham Messages

-Surgery Room Vest

-Knife #2

-Teleporter Weight Limit

-Teleporter Angling

-Missing Surgery Room Items

-“Project Odysseus”

-Ash after Explosion

-Trainer Red’s Message

-Encrypted Username

-Location of Folders

-Light’s File

-State of Light’s Folder

-Zombie Drool

-Gandhi’s Account

-Red’s Card

-Cut Wires

 

 

Red: “Guess it’s time I spill the beans, ehehehe..."

 

Trainer Red: “Is this to do with Project Odysseus?”

 

Red: “Not quite… But ya’ wanna know who orchestrated this whole damn thing? That flippin’ project included?”

 

Basil: “I-it wasn’t you…?”

 

Red: “Well… Just think about it…”

 

Red: “Who was the one who could tell me ‘bout the condition of the first tower?”

 

Red: “Who was the one who had the pen and paper to actually write up “Project Odysseus”?”

 

Red: “Who was the one with Homer in the surgery room..?”

 

Red: “Who was the one who woulda’ asked Monokuma about the zombie amnesia?”

 

Red: “And who was the one who freed me from the prison..?”

 

Steve: “…!”

 

Steve: (“What Red said… He’s narrowed down the person who orchestrated the murder down to one person.”)

 

Steve: (“Although Red is the one who’s going to be executed, the person who carried out this whole plan is somebody else…”)

 

Steve: (“I can only think of one person….”)

 

-Select Someone-

 

 

 

 

-> Light

 

Steve: (“You’re the only one!”)

 

Steve: “Light Yagami…. You’re-“

 

Light: “No… It’s Gandhi…. Isn’t that right, Red?”

 

Red: “…”

 

Red: “Ehehehe…”

 

Red: “Yeah, Light’s right… It’s Gandhi…”

 

Steve: “W-what… But…”

 

 

Steve: (“Surely that can’t be right… I can’t imagine the Ultimate Peacekeeper orchestrating an entire murder… Especially not one like this…”)

 

Basil: “G-Gandhi was in the second tower..! He couldn’t have done any of that stuff you mentioned!”

 

Red: “Yeeeahhhh, but… I was just luring you to bring up Light… Thought’ it’d be wise if we at least cleared him up…”

 

Light: “At first it may seem as though I had the pen and paper to write up this so-called “Project Odysseus””

 

*Flashback

 

A few seconds later, Light returned.

 

Light: “I found some paper and pens for voting purposes, but honestly, you might as well all show me your loyalty face to face…”

 

*

 

Light: “However, Gandhi soon took the paper off my hands before he left and wrote up “Project Odysseus”…”

 

Red: “Yeah… I'm the second witness to this…”

 

Leafy: “G-Gandhi! Say something! I’m all down for it being Light… But… It can’t be you!”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Red: “Ehehehe…”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Light: “Looks like his defence response is just to go catatonic….”

 

Steve: (“T-This isn’t right..! I need to defend someone, anyone!”)

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-Trainer Red’s Message

-Encrypted Username

-Light’s File

-Prison Conditions

-Missing Surgery Room Items

 

Squidward: “It can’t be Gandhi….”

 

Squidward: “This is idiotic…”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “Realistically, we couldn’t have been in the first tower long enough.”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah…! He couldn’t have pulled off whatever “Project Odysseus” was in that amount of time!”

 

Light: “Whatever “Project Odysseus” is… It was likely premeditated….”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Noob: “Say something Gandhi…!”

 

Homer: “I don’t remember Gandhi doing anything to me!”

 

Light: “That’s because this project is said to cause memory loss…”

 

Red: “It’s also possible that he did it whilst you were unconscious…”

 

Light: “Indeed… Furthermore, I believe the time when Homer was unconscious in the bar was the window of opportunity…”

 

Sans: “you’ve gotta be kiddin’ me…”

 

Sans: “there’s no way gandhi planned it out all the way back then…”

 

Homer: “What even is “Project Oddything”…?”

 

Homer: “Did he do something to my brain?! I’m kinda freakin’ out!”

 

Squidward: “Maybe it explains why you’ve been especially stupid lately…”

 

Homer: “Hey! I’ve always been stupid!”

 

Homer: “Wait…”

 

Homer: “Nevermind….”

 

Red: “Hehehehe… We gotcha cornered now, Gandhi…”

 

Red: “Ehehehe… Looks like yer’ finally getting exposed…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Light: “At last we’ve found the piece of human filth that did this!”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Noob: “It’s really weird to see them working together like this…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! I thought you two hated each other…”

 

Light: “Well… Under these circumstances… We need to work with even subhuman filth to allow justice to prevail!”

 

Red: “Yes… Light an’ I are workin’ together in the name of the truth…!”

 

 

Gandhi: “That’s wrong..!”

 

 

Light’s File -> Light an’ I are workin’ together in the name of the truth…!

 

Steve: “No that’s wrong!”

 

Steve: “Gandhi found something disturbing about Light in his folder…”

 

Steve: “Something that caused him to want to hide the folder from me…”

 

Steve: “I believe it could be about Light’s true personality. Perhaps he was threatening Red to cooperate with his demands…”

 

Light: “My folder?! Nonsense… I’ve been framed!”

 

Light: “Ahahaha….”

 

Light: “There’s nothing suspicious in my folder whatsoever!”

 

Steve: (“No… That’s not right… Because…”)

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Gundham’s Message

 

Steve: “Gundham specifically told me to open Light’s folder… Whatever information was inside it was crucial to defeating Spamton!”

 

Basil: “S-so do you think Light has concealed a weapon that could kill Red if he disobeyed..?”

 

Steve: “I mean… It’s definitely possible…”

 

Steve: “I also think it’s unlikely that Project Odysseus was performed until we arrived at the second island.”

 

Steve: “And the fact that Light and Homer were together in the surgery room gives an opportunity for the so-called “project” to occur.”

 

Trainer Red: “Not to mention that the paper was found in the surgery room itself.”

 

Waluigi: “And if it was some kinda surgical procedure, it’d have to be done in the surgery room…”

 

Homer: “Uhhh…”

 

Homer: “Maybe I’m lost… But… What the hell is “Project Oddball” or whatever it’s called actually doing to me?!

 

Steve: “… We don’t know just yet…”

 

Steve: “But still… It’s something that caused you to forget seeing Red in the surgery room…”

 

Homer: “Uh… Okay… Whatever that means…”

 

Light: “…”

 

Light: “Do I have permission to speak..?”

 

Gandhi: “If you must, Light…”

 

Light: “Well, I just want to say that you fell for a trap! ”

 

Light: “A cunning trap made by none other than the villainous Ultimate Peacekeeper himself!”

 

Sans: “i hope you realise how stupid you sound when sayin’ that…”

 

Light: “…”

 

Light: “My point still stands…”

 

Light: “This whole idea of a hidden weapon is ridiculous…”

 

Red: “It’s just another stretch made by the stretch master himself!”

 

Steve: “Hey! At least my stretches are usually right!”

 

Sans: “y’know if we want to confirm it, we can always ask gandhi directly…”

 

Noob: “Yeah..! Did Light possess a weapon that he could to threaten Red?”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “Very well… I prefer to keep peoples’ secrets private, but you have pushed me too far, Light…”

 

Gandhi coughed quietly, then raised his head to speak up.

 

Gandhi: “Light possesses a weapon that can kill anyone he knows the name and face of…”

 

Gandhi: “Furthermore…. He’s used this weapon to become a serial killer!”

 

Gandhi: “It aligns with my motive card that two individuals have a kill count above one-hundred!”

 

Gandhi: “Presumably this refers to both the mastermind and Light himself!”

 

Everyone was shocked into silence. For nearly a minute, nobody spoke. Light was a serial killer? For all this time, they put trust into a man who had killed dozens as a leader. On top of everything else, of “Project Odysseus” and Gandhi’s accusations, it was almost too much to handle.

 

Steve: “…”

 

Light: “Do you all seriously believe Gandhi?”

 

Red: “He might just be pullin’ all this crap outta nowhere, ya’ know!”

 

Red: “What better way to seem innocent than to frame your target as a serial killer, huh?”

 

Basil: “I guess he is right…..”

 

Basil: “This whole idea of Light using a powerful weapon could just be made up to frame him….”

 

Sans: “it’s almost too convenient…”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha!”

 

Waluigi: “WAHAHAHAHA!!!”

 

Light: “Shut up will you?”

 

Light: “I have no time for chuckling Italians right now!”

 

Waluigi: “WAHAHAHA! I chuckle on your grave, Yagami, wahahaha!”

 

Waluigi: “This whole time… I thought my motive card was-a worrying! But never did I think that it could be about my election opponent, Mr. Yagami himself!”

 

Waluigi: “WAHAHAHA!!!”

 

Red: “Quit the psychotic laughter and tell us what the hell’s goin’ on in that onion sized brain o’ yours?”

 

Squidward: “Onion size isn’t awful… At least it’s bigger than Homer’s…”

 

Waluigi: “Hmph, well… My motive card says everything ya’ need ta’ know!”

 

Waluigi: “It says that one of you possesses the Death Note, a weapon capable of killing someone with only their name and face!”

 

Waluigi: “The fact that I have this confirms Gandhi’s claim! It’s-a gotta be the same weapon Gandhi was talkin’ about!”

 

Light: “...!”

 

Gandhi: “Yes… It has the same name in the file…”

 

Gandhi: “Thank you for backing me up Waluigi.”

 

Light: “You do realise this proves nothing..?”

 

Light: “Because Gandhi faked both the motive and the contents of that file!”

 

Light: “This Death Note that you speak of… The owner is not me, but Gandhi! He brought this up in an attempt to frame me, and Waluigi’s own card proves nothing!”

 

Steve: “Light…”

 

Steve: “You’ve been fighting an uphill battle ever since Red hinted that it might be you…”

 

Steve: “I don’t think he’s as loyal an accomplice as you imagined, even when threatened.”

 

Red: “…”

 

Red: “Heheh, Light… The strectchmaster’s gotta pint…”

 

Red: “Think it’s bout’ time we give up. Light an’ I were accomplices…”

 

Red: “We tried to frame Gandhi, cuz’ he was the only possibility an’ all…”

 

Red: “But yeah… It was the two of us… Didn’t have much of a choice really…”

 

Light: “…”

 

Light: “Idiots…”

 

Squidward: “Excuse me?”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha…!”

 

Light: “YOU ARE ALL A BUNCH OF LOUSY IDIOTS!”

 

Sans: “is someone bein’ a sore loser? don’t wanna get outed as a serial killer? d’awww…”

 

Light: “No…”

 

Light: “YOU IDIOTS FORGOT THE MOST OBVIOUS THING POSSIBLE!”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-Prison Conditions

-Hole in Floor

-Gundham’s Message

-Clean Knife

-Missing Surgery Room Items

 

Light: “You are all a bunch of simpleminded fools!”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha!”

 

Light: “AHAHAHAHAHA!”

 

Light: “I can’t believe you’d let that idiotic peacekeeper fool you so easily!”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha!!!”

 

Light: “I was locked up!”

 

Light: “And Red was too!”

 

Light: “That means Gandhi is the only one who could have freed us!”

 

Light: “He has to be involved somehow!”

 

Red: “Steve said it, we’ve been fightin’ an uphill battle…”

 

Red: “We might as well admit we’ve done it at this point, heh…”

 

Light: “…”

 

Light: “YOU SHUT THE HELL UP BEFORE YOU DIE OF A HEART ATTACK!!!”

 

Red: “You’re starting to sound like me when I’m angry…. Jesus…”

 

Leafy: “Awww! How cute! It looks like the besties are picking up each other's language habits!”

 

Sans: “i think you’re missing some of the subtext…”

 

 

Prison Conditions -> I was locked up!

 

Steve: “No, that’s wrong!”

 

Steve: “Light… You weren’t exactly locked up, but rather tied up in a metal coil you made yourself…”

 

Light: “…Gh…!”

 

Light: “But my point still stands… I have an airtight alibi, since I was tied up and couldn’t free myself!”

 

Steve: “Actually, I think it’s a bit too convenient…”

 

Steve: “You were the one who suggested being tied up after all…”

 

*Flashback

 

Light: “Great. Take me to the prison. If there are any free cages, put me in one…”

 

Steve: “Oh, I think there were only three cages, one for Leafy, one for Red and one for Sans. Spamton’s probably finished experimenting with Leafy so that cage won’t be free.”

 

Light: “Ah, in that case, tie me to the metal coil that I gave you earlier.”

 

*

 

Steve: “I actually believe you were aware from cooperating with Red that there were exactly three cages and that there wouldn’t be enough space for you to be fully locked up.”

 

Steve: “So instead… You offered to be tied up to give yourself an alibi… However there must have been some kind of loophole to escape the metal coil!”

 

Light: “Well, yes, there was a button on the metal coil that could fling and release me…”

 

Light: “However you tied me up yourself, so it was impossible for my hands to actually be freed.”

 

Homer: “Wha-What?! Does that means there’s another accomplish?!”

 

Sans: “you’ve gotta be kiddin’ me…”

 

Steve: (“Gh… After all of this, is Light really not involved…?”)

 

Steve: (“Could it really be Gandhi instead?”)

 

Steve: (“…”)

 

Steve: (“No, that’s not possible…”)

 

Steve: (“Light’s reaction was a large enough confirmation of guilt in itself…”)

 

Steve: (“I just have to prove it with evidence!”)

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “Before we get right to the loophole, I want to bring something up…”

 

Trainer Red: “I believe it is important to solve if we even want to figure out this loophole in the first place!”

 

Steve: (“Something Trainer Red wants to bring up, that might have a connection to the metal coil’s loophole?”)

 

Steve: (“Is he referring to..?”)

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Trainer Red’s Message

 

Steve: “We still haven’t discussed the message Trainer Red received yet, have we?”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes. That’s what I’m talking about.”

 

Leafy: “Do you think it might have a connection to the loophole, or whatever?”

 

Trainer Red: “I’ve been focusing on it whilst we’ve been discussing this trial. I’m almost certain it has a connection to the metal coil once we trace our steps.”

 

Basil: “Trace our steps…? Is there more involved than just the message?”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes, but we can’t discuss that until we discuss the message itself.”

 

Trainer Red: “Allow me to show you the message...”

 

Anonymous: I thank you for your cooperation

 

Red: What? I never even talked to you?

 

Anonymous: If you want to further proceed, please change your name to UboblbFnqjsf(Pggjdjbm), no space between word and bracket. You know who I’m referring to….

 

Trainer Red: “First of all, I want you to consider the target of the message.”

 

Red: “Hey there, it’s damn obvious that you were meanta’ be the target! The message is literally directly at ya, Red 2.0…’”

 

Gandhi: “No. I don’t believe that is the case.”

 

Waluigi: “Ya’ don’t?!”

 

Trainer Red: “Yeah. Monokuma said that the “Private Messages” app was in its beta stage, so I think there was a bug that caused me to receive the message.”

 

Steve: (“A bug? There definitely is something that comes to mind…”)

 

Steve: (“Perhaps the reason for the bug was because…”)

 

-The Message was redirected to a different target.

-Red and Trainer Red shared usernames so they both got the message.

-The intended target was Dwayne the Rock Johnson but was redirected via the Jumanji board game.

 

 

-> Red and Trainer Red shared usernames so they both got the message.

 

Steve: “This is it!”

 

Red: “This is what..? It better not be another stretch…”

 

Red: “Next you’re gonna bring up Dwayne the Rock Johnson and the Jumanji out of the blue…”

 

Steve: “No… The thought crossed my mind, but…”

 

Sans: “it crossed your mind?”

 

Squidward: “I’m not even gonna question that…”

 

Steve: “Anyway, there’s a much simpler explanation than Jumanji…”

 

Light: “What connection does Jumanji even have to mobile phones in the first place…?”

 

Steve: “I-I don’t know… It just crossed my mind…”

 

Light: “You really are eager to accuse me…”

 

Steve: “Anyway, I think it’s much more likely that Trainer Red got the message in addition to Red because they both had the same username.”

 

Basil: “O-oh that’s right!”

 

Waluigi: “And all you need to do is type the username of the person who you want to message!”

 

Steve: “Exactly, so it’s only natural that both Reds were sent the message.”

 

Light: “So, you’re suggesting that “Anonymous”, who’s either me or Gandhi, intended to send the message to Red?”

 

Gandhi: “You are still desperate to pin the crime on me, aren’t you?”

 

Trainer Red: “Either way, Red received the message, but “Anonymous” quickly found out that I also received the message, due to my response.”

 

Sans: “and so he told the real red to change his username to “uboblbfnqjsf(pggjdjbm)”? cool name, but uh… that’s… oddly specific…”

 

Noob: “Yeah… He even mentioned “no space” between word and bracket…. That seems ultra specific!”

 

Waluigi: “Well, Red couldn’t get the name wrong, or else he couldn’t change his name until the day after!”

 

Squidward: “But why would he want to change his name to… I’m not even gonna pronounce that, in the first place..?”

 

Sans: “it’s pronounced “uboblbfnqjsf(pggjdjbm)”.”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, I’m not even gonna try… Is there any benefit to that specific username?”

 

Noob: “Maybe if Spamton was here, we could figure it out… He’s good with words that don’t make much sense…”

 

Basil: “I… Actually think it might make sense… There’s a reason that username might have been picked…”

 

Steve: (“A reason it might have been picked? I think I know what Basil’s referring to..”)

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Encrypted Username

 

Steve: “What Basil’s referring to is that the username might be encrypted.”

 

Homer: “En-what now?”

 

Light: “You’d expect a bit more knowledge from the Ultimate Nuclear Physicist, but whatever, it’s not like my expectations can fall lower when it comes to Homer Simpson.”

 

Basil: “Remember how at the end, the message said “you know who I’m referring to”?”

 

Basil: “Well I think that means the username might be an encrypted username of a specific one of us.”

 

Noob: “But how would that make sense? None of us are called whatever that username was.”

 

Sans: “uboblbfnqjsf(pggjdjbm).”

 

Noob: “Yeah, none of us had a username anything like that…”

 

Basil: “N-not if you consider that they might’ve shifted the letters around…”

 

Red: “Basil… You seem ta’ know a lotta’ bout’ this for a wimpy fifteen y’old…”

 

Light: “It’s almost suspicious… Isn’t it? ”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! What’s up, Basil?!”

 

Trainer Red: “Stop trying to deflect the blame on Basil.”

 

Waluigi: “I agree! This is uncalled for!”

 

Steve: (“Alright then… So an encrypted username was used… The letters had to be shifted around… And it was probably a username that had brackets…”)

 

Steve: (“So there’s only really one person that might be…”)

 

-Select Someone-

 

 

-> Gundham

 

Steve: “I think “Anonymous” was asking to change Red’s username to Gundham's.”

 

Noob: “Ooh, right, “TanakaEmpire (Official)” right?”

 

Light: “By process of elimination it makes sense, right?”

 

Light: “His username is the only one with brackets, and the encrypted name aligns perfectly with Gundham’s in terms of the amount of letters in the name.”

 

Light: “Furthermore, I believe I have deduced the exact method of encryption that “Anonymous” used…”

 

Homer: “Wow! Really! That sounds smart!”

 

Squidward: “He only knows the method of encryption because he’s the one who sent it in the first place...”

 

Light: “Anyway, shift all of the letters in… Sans, you say the name, I can’t pronounce it.”

 

Sans: “uboblbfnqjsf(pggjdjbm).”

 

Light: “Anyway… Shift each of those letters backwards exactly one place.”

 

Homer: “Uhh…. Wouldn’t that still give you the same name, just slightly moved to the left…?”

 

Light: “Homer, you idiot. I meant shift them back a place alphabetically.”

 

Leafy: “Whoaaa!! That gives you “TanakaEmpire(Official)”!”

 

Squidward: “You figured it out that quickly?”

 

Leafy: “No… I’m just guessing, hehe!”

 

Gandhi: “Either way… It definitely seems to be the case.”

 

Gandhi: “However, there is one thing I’m uncertain of…”

 

Leafy: “Huh? What’s that?”

 

Gandhi: “The lack of space between the brackets.”

 

Noob: “Oh yeah! Gundham’s username was “TanakaEmpire (Official)” with a space between the brackets!”

 

Noob: “I remember cuz’ we spent a lot of time working on that animal blog together!”

 

Trainer Red: “I can also confirm this.”

 

Waluigi: “So there must have been a reason why Light didn’t want the username to have a space…”

 

Light: “We’ve already established that it’s not definitively me yet…”

 

Steve: (“Okay, but Waluigi has a point. We need to address why “Anonymous” wanted Red to switch the username to Gundham’s without the space between the brackets…”)

 

-They wanted a way to distinguish between the real and fake Gundham

-They wanted to prevent the character limit from affecting Red

-They wanted to simplify the username given to Red

-They wanted to message Red without also messaging Gundham

 

 

-> He wanted to message Red without also messaging Gundham

 

Steve: “I believe the brackets were excluded so that “Anonymous” could message Red without also accidentally messaging Gundham.”

 

Steve: “As we’ve already established, if two usernames are the same, then both will receive private messages.”

 

Basil: “Right… And they want to avoid that, huh..?”

 

Sans: “well, yeah… it’s not exactly a private conversation if there’s some snoopy kid listening in on the whole business…”

 

Waluigi: “Why did they pick Gundham’s username, anyway?”

 

Squidward: “Yeah… Gundham wasn’t exactly the most trustworthy person around…”

 

Noob: “Hey! Don’t say that! I’m pretty confident we can trust him!”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Noob, you idiot!”

 

Noob: “..!”

 

Noob: “W-what…?”

 

Light: “Gundham is the mastermind. How in your right mind can you trust him..?”

 

Noob: “H-huh? That’s not true, right?”

 

Light: “Of course it’s true… He’s simply been manipulating his actions to earn your favour…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Shut up, Light.”

 

Sans: “yeah, light seemed to find some false evidence in the data centre files claiming that he was a terrorist that hosted killing games…”

 

Sans: “but like… really? i’m pretty sure that was all done as some kind of bait to get us to kill gundham…”

 

Sans: “really, you’re just some pompous loser who just wanted someone to kill so you didn’t have to starve to death.”

 

Light: “T-that’s false!”

 

Light: “I only encouraged us to kill Gundham in the name of ending the killing game. If that’s not justified, I don’t know what is!”

 

Noob: “That’s really cruel! You can’t just tell people to kill my friends!”

 

Light: “Oh, I assure you, Nubert… Gundham was not your friend…”

 

Squidward: “We’re getting into some intense moral debate here, but can we get to it after the trial?”

 

Leafy: “Yeaaah… I think we’re maybe just derailing a little…”

 

Squidward: “The point is… We need to check if anyone got any messages from a Gundham without the space before the brackets.”

 

Leafy: “Yeah… If that happened, that would definitely be a fake Gundham!”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes, if anyone received any messages from “Gundham”... Please tell us…”

 

Steve: (“Hmmm… I can think of a message I got from Gundham… Maybe I should check if the message was from the real Gundham or not…”)

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Gundham’s Message

 

Steve: “I think I got a message from Gundham. Just before I entered Light’s name onto the computer in the data centre.”

 

Trainer Red: “..!”

 

Gandhi: “You entered Light’s name on that computer?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I was told that data on Light would help us defeat Spamton… I was thinking it was maybe the Death Note…. But now that I think about it, it does seem strange.”

 

Trainer Red: “Do you mind showing us the message? If this comes from the fake Gundham, I believe it might be crucial to the case…”

 

Light: “..!”

 

Waluigi: “Wahaha! Did I just catch Light panic over there?! Hehehe… We gotcha now!”

 

Steve: “Anyway, this is the message…”

 

-TanakaEmpire(Official): Foolish mortal! You must remember to type Light Yagami’s name into the data centre! Once we know his information, we can use it against Spamton!

 

Noob: “That… Doesn’t really sound like Gundham…”

 

Steve: “Huh?”

 

Noob: “He has a special way of talking… And that’s just not it… He doesn’t use foolish mortal that loosely like that…”

 

Noob: “If anything, it sounds like someone doing a bad impression of Gundham…”

 

Steve: “ A bad impression of him? If I remember, Red also did a bad impression of Gundham in our last trial, which he got caught for.”

 

Red: “So you’re accusing this message of being mine just on that basis..?”

 

Red: “Seems a little… I dunno… Weak..?”

 

Trainer Red: “Let’s not ignore the bigger evidence here.”

 

Trainer Red: “This message does not have a space between the brackets.”

 

Red: “R-right…”

 

Red: “Alright, I don’t have much to say in response to that one, heheheh…”

 

Red: “Coincidence, maybe? Maybe Gundham just decided to remove the space between the brackets because he thought it looked ugly..?”

 

Sans: “you’re really bad at admitting when you’ve lost, aren’t you?”

 

Red: “.......”

 

Red: “...........”

 

Red: “look… i….”

 

Red: “i just don’t wanna die, okay…?”

 

Red: “......”

 

Red: “Light promised me this plan would be infallible!”

 

Light: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Looks like he’s finally admitted that it’s you, huh, Light?”

 

Waluigi: “Thaaaat’s enough proof you’re guilty as anything else!”

 

Light: “.....”

 

Light: “Shut up all of you! Shut up, Red!”

 

Light: “I’m not the one who orchestrated this idiotic plan!”

 

Light: “I think I’d have a little more tact if I was carrying out this sort of plan!”

 

Sans: “actually… it sounds like just the plan you would’ve carried out…”

 

Sans: “complicated… but… unfortunately, too complicated… your attempts to hide the evidence only ended up putting new evidence behind…”

 

Waluigi: “It’s hilarious how hard you try… Could ya’ not just stab somebody in their room and call it a day?”

 

Homer: “Is that what you’re gonna do, Waluigi? I don’t wanna get stabbed…”

 

Waluigi: “Naaah… I’m no murderer! I’m a hero, after all!”

 

Steve: (“I’m not so sure of that… But I should let him keep his fantasies…”)

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “This is moronic. Simply moronic.”

 

Light: “Allow me to cut through your words!”

 

-Rebuttal Showdown-

 

-Spamton’s Motive Card

-Location of Folders

-State of Light’s Folder

-Hole in Floor

-Clean Knife

 

Light: “I will clarify this to you one last time…. I am not the murderer!”

 

Light: “You cannot assume ANYTHING based on your vague and nebulous ideas!”

 

Light: “This whole concept of typing my name doing something… It’s NONSENSE!”

 

Light: “Gundham just wanted to check my folder for information!”

 

 

Location of Folders -> Gundham just wanted to check my folder for information

 

Steve: “That can’t be possible… Gundham was in the second teleportation room, while we found all of the folders in the camera room in the other tower!”

 

Light: “Okay. Perhaps it wasn’t Gundham, perhaps it was Red…”

 

Light: “But still… My point still stands! There’s no way Red could free himself from the prison without me…”

 

Light: “And I was still tied up in the metal coil!”

 

Light: “That makes all of this effort to open my folder redundant!”

 

Light: “So this entire discussion… It’s simply MORONIC!”

 

 

State of Light’s Folder -> That makes all of this effort to open my folder redundant

 

Steve: “Hold on… I agree with that…”

 

Light: “I’m glad you’re beginning to see the light. It seems I have won this rebuttal…”

 

Sans: “see the ‘light’, heheh…”

 

Squidward: “Now’s not the time for joking, Sans…”

 

Steve: “I think the reason I agree with that is because the zip on Light’s folder was removed…”

 

Basil: “I-it was removed..?”

 

Trainer Red: “Then doesn’t that make it pointless to even try to open it?”

 

Gandhi: “So… Perhaps Red sending that message was some kind of distraction..?”

 

Leafy: “That’s odd though… Who broke his zip and why..?”

 

Steve: (“That’s definitely something we have to address… Perhaps Light’s zip was used in something else, and me opening it had a different effect entirely…”)

 

Steve: (“Otherwise, Red’s fake message to open up Light’s folder would be, as Light said… “redundant”.”)

 

-Nonstop Debate-

-Metal Coil

-Spamton Neo

-State of Teleportation Room B

-Clean Knife

-Ash after Explosion

 

Basil: “S-so then… Why did Red demand that Steve open Light’s folder…?”

 

Light: “Simply put… It was a message to frame me as the culprit…”

 

Squidward: “I hear your pleas becoming more and more desperate…”

 

Waluigi: “Wahaha! We’ve got him cornered!”

 

Red: “Ehehehehehe… If ya’ want the answer as to why I sent the message…”

 

Red: “All ya’ need to do is ask me real nice…”

 

Leafy: “Okay mister Red! Why did you send Steve that message???”

 

Red: “Oh, it was simple…”

 

Red: “It was just for a bit of trollin’...”

 

Leafy: “Makes sense to me!”

 

Squidward: “No, it really doesn’t…”

 

Noob: “C’mon guys! There has to be an actual reason why Red sent the message…”

 

Sans: “maybe he was actually just trolling…”

 

Sans: “it could be some kinda’ red herring…”

 

Leafy: “Ooh! Like those ones in detective shows?”

 

Sans: “nah… a herring is a type of fish…”

 

Sans: “so it seems pretty likely that red’s message was secretly a red version of that fish…”

 

Squidward: “I’m pretty sure this isn’t how they handle it in actual courts, Sans…”

 

Sans: “right, i forgot we need to have the fish as a witness… otherwise this whole case is biased!”

 

Squidward: “I’m pretty sure there’s a court term for what you’re doing right now…”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, filibustering…”

 

Gandhi: “Now can we discuss the actual functionality of entering the password? Even I’m starting to get annoyed.”

 

Sans: “right… i actually forgot we were having a debate, heheh…”

 

Sans: “maybe the zip was incorporated into something else…”

 

Waluigi: “Or maybe the password had some special effect on another computer!”

 

Noob: “Or… Maybe… The password opened up a secret passageway in the prison…”

 

Noob: “And Red snuck through it!”

 

Leafy: “Like a ninja?!”

 

Noob: “Yeah, like a ninja!”

 

Squidward: “None of your ninja theories have been correct thus far…”

 

Squidward: “Can we quit with them already..?”

 

Noob: “I swear!! They’ll be right at some point!”

 

 

Metal Coil -> the zip was incorporated into something else

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Sans: “hehehe… you guys call me a filibuster…”

 

Sans: “well i sure am filibustin’.”

 

Steve: “I think the zip was incorporated into the coil… I remember something that Light said earlier.”

 

*Flashback

 

Light: “If you need to release Leafy, press the button on the metal coil. This will unleash Leafy and sling her a couple metres in the direction she’s facing.”

 

Basil: “This is all highly specific… Where did you find this device..?”

 

Light: “I was able to create it by reassembling the mechanism to open the data folders. It uses the same functionality.”

 

*

 

Steve: “I think Light mentioned that he made the coil by reassembling the data folder’s mechanism.”

 

Steve: “What I think he meant by this is that he used the zip of his own folder in the creation of the coil!”

 

Steve: “Which means that by entering his name into the computer… I was actually unzipping the coil he was tied up in, instead of his folder…”

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Steve: (“I-I can’t believe I fell for Light’s trick so easily…”)

 

Waluigi: “Waah?! So that’s why the zip on his folder was gone? But… Why did he choose his own folder and not anyone else’s??”

 

Light: “...”

 

Gandhi: “It looks like he refuses to answer…”

 

Gandhi: “Light… By choosing your own folder, you chose to expose your secrets to the rest of us…”

 

Waluigi: “Why would you choose to expose that you were a serial killer?”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Ahem…”

 

Light: “Okay… I will admit… It was quite intelligent of you to figure out I was behind all of this…”

 

Waluigi: “Yes! He’s finally admitting it!”

 

Light: “On one hand… I wished to lay back and let the chaos unfold… All of you would be unaware of my true identity…”

 

Light: “But let me tell you something…”

 

Light: “This is so much more entertaining.”

 

Notes:

Hmmm... Is it just me, or is Light looking kind of... Not like the good guy right now?

Tell me your thoughts!

Chapter 22: Chapter 2 [K] - The Walking Red

Notes:

Alright this is a pretty long chapter! It's time to see what's up with Light, and some other surprises!

~CHAPTER 22~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Gundham Tanaka

Red (Among us)

Gundham Tanaka

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

-Sans’ Account

-Zombie Amnesia

-Spamton Neo

-Noob’s Injury

-Noob’s Alibi

-Metal Coil

-Prison Conditions

-Gandhi’s Distraction

-Hole in Floor

-Gundham’s Message

-Hole in Data Centre

-The Bomb

-Time of Explosion

-Drawbridge Button

-Blackout

-Drawbridge Window

-State of Incinerator Room

-State of Teleportation Room B

-Clean Knife

-Three Missing Wires

-Spamton Neo File

-SPAMBOM File

-Spamton’s Last Note

-Spamton’s Motive Card

-Monokuma File #2

-Empty Syringe

-Noob-Gundham Messages

-Surgery Room Vest

-Knife #2

-Teleporter Weight Limit

-Teleporter Angling

-Missing Surgery Room Items

-“Project Odysseus”

-Ash after Explosion

-Trainer Red’s Message

-Encrypted Username

-Location of Folders

-Light’s File

-State of Light’s Folder

-Zombie Drool

-Gandhi’s Account

-Red’s Card

-Cut Wires

 

 

 

Gandhi: “Light. By choosing your own folder, you chose to expose your secrets to the rest of us…”

 

Waluigi: “Why would you choose to expose that you were a serial killer?”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Ahem…”

 

Light: “Okay… I will admit… It was quite intelligent of you to figure out I was behind all of this…”

 

Waluigi: “Yes! He’s finally admitting it!”

 

Light: “On one hand… I wished to lay back and let the chaos unfold… All of you would be unaware of my true identity…”

 

Light: “But let me tell you something…”

 

Light: “This is so much more entertaining.”

 

Once again, everyone was stunned into silence. Not only was Light a serial killer, but he also seemed to be enjoying this game..?

 

Steve: (“W-what..? This isn’t anything like the Light I knew… How can you enjoy a killing game like that?”)

 

Leafy: “Well, it’s great to see you’re having fun!”

 

Squidward: “Shut up, Leafy…”

 

Light: “I am the world’s force of justice. In a sense, I truly am the emblem of divine retribution…”

 

Light: “I aim to rid this world of degeneracy. I aim to create a peaceful world where only the just and righteous prosper.”

 

Light: “I am justice itself.”

 

Light: “Whereas the rest of you…”

 

Light: “The majority of you are just filthy degenerates whose name I’d write in the notebook without regret…”

 

Light: “I wouldn’t even spend a second to consider the value of your lives…”

 

Light: “Especially you, Basil…”

 

Basil: “...!”

 

Light: “But with this notebook and my intellect… This is just too easy for me, especially since those folders…”

 

Light: “What fun is a game if you know you’re going to win?”

 

Sans: “that’s… that’s really twisted…”

 

Waluigi: “What the hell, Light! You’re-a worse than I thought!”

 

Light: “Ahahaha…”

 

Light: “Those are wise words, coming from a bank robber!”

 

Light: “I would kill you, Waluigi, the Ultimate Villain, in a heartbeat… If only the rules of this killing game didn’t make me have to hide it…”

 

 

Waluigi: “Eh… I…”

 

Basil: “Wa-Waluigi..?”

 

Gandhi: “You are… The Ultimate Villain..?”

 

Waluigi: “I… I can explain..!”

 

Light: “Hah. As if… No explanation can make up for the villainous acts you’ve committed. And nobody shall forgive you for your deception…”

 

Waluigi: “Gah… I… I just wanted to be a hero! It’s not like I wahna be the bad guy! I wanna be the one who saves the day!”

 

Waluigi: "I'm just not any good at it..."

 

Light: “Then how was that bank robbery in any way heroic, Ultimate Villain..?”

 

Waluigi: “Aaagh! I just… Urgh! I know I'm... A bit of a cheater, but I... I JUST WANNA BE LOVED!"

 

Light: “Hah… Filth like you is simply unforgivable. It is my duty to remove such scum of the earth.”

 

Squidward: “Light, just shut up! I can’t believe I’m saying this but you’re being worse than Homer right now!”

 

Light: “Hmmm..? You oppose me?”

 

Squidward: “Yes! Of course I oppose you, and I think everyone else agrees with me!”

 

Homer: “Yeah! I actually agree with that stupid Squidward for once!”

 

Noob: “Yeah! Me too!”

 

Light: “Hmm… It seems you are all against me… If we weren’t in a killing game, I could just write down your names and everything would be sorted…”

 

Light: “But this killing game…”

 

Light: “It just makes everything more exciting, you know..?”

 

Light: “I get to see all the worst people in the world slowly maul each other, then I get to call them out on it…”

 

Light: “I even managed to manipulate Red into thinking I was on his side…”

 

Light: “But most importantly… The reason why I let you know the truth about me…”

 

Light: “It's because now I know the truth about all of you!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “...!”

 

Red: “He’s kiddin’, right?”

 

Light: “No, Red, I kid you not..”

 

Light: “I broke the zips on not just my file, but everyone’s…”

 

Light: “With all that information, I can now manipulate every one of your actions, flawlessly…”

 

Light: “For example… Did you know that I learnt that Red learnt encryption in his training to become an astronaut…?”

 

Red: “..!”

 

Light: “Of course… I used this to the best of my advantage, creating an encrypted message that only the Astronaut Red could figure out.”

 

Red: “Ugh… You’re maybe even a sicker bastard than I am…”

 

Steve: “So… This is just some twisted game to you..?”

 

Steve: “Do you want to see us all die?!”

 

Light: “Let me clarify something. No.”

 

Light: “I do not wish to see you all die, even though the intention of this game is to kill and escape.”

 

Light: “Steven, Nubert, Trainer Red and Gandhi. You are all upstanding citizens with relatively few flaws. I would prefer to see you live than die.”

 

Light: “You would make excellent individuals to populate my new world.”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: (“Even though he complimented us… It felt so wrong for him to say that…”)

 

Light: “Squidward, Homer and Sans. You are all tainted individuals whose lives I couldn’t care less about. I’m perfectly willing to sacrifice you as a stepping stone, but you aren’t the kind of people whose names I’d actively write into the Death Note.”

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Squidward: “Light… I…”

 

Squidward: “I can’t believe you! Were you always like this?!”

 

Sans: “hey squiddy! we’re in the same category!”

 

Sans: “useless human beings that don’t actively harm the world gang, am i right?”

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Light: “As for the rest of you… Leafy, Waluigi, Gundham, Red and Basil.”

 

Light: “I intend for all of you to die before I take on the mastermind themselves…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Leafy: “Oh my tree! We are totally breaking up our friendship, Light!”

 

Leafy: “We are so not besties anymore!”

 

Light: “We never were, thief…”

 

Red: “Jesus, Light, what the hell was that…?”

 

Red: “Did you actually say you were gonna kill a buncha’ people in the name of justice..?”

 

Red: “And what the hell happened with Gundham bein’ the mastermind…? I thought we were gonna kill him an’ escape the game together…”

 

Light: “Gundham was never the mastermind, but merely a terrorist.”

 

Light: “I told you those lies to encourage you to kill him.”

 

Red: “Hahahaha..! Hahahaha!”

 

Homer: “Wha-why are you laughing?!”

 

Red: “Because this is so fricked up! Oh my God… Jesus Christ!”

 

Light: “Well… My plan seemed to have worked surprisingly well on the gullible and desperate Red!”

 

Noob: “You are sick! You’re a sick evil man! You tried to get Gundham killed!”

 

Light: “Would you not kill a terrorist if you were given the chance..?”

 

Noob: “Gundham isn’t a terrorist! HE NEVER WAS! Those files are lying to you!”

 

Light: “Ugh… It always disappoints me how good individuals always stand up for evil.”

 

Light: “I was doing us a favour. By manipulating the murderous Red into killing Gundham, I was saving us lives…”

 

Light: “Saving us lives by getting rid of not one, but two degenerate criminals!”

 

Light: “Unfortunately Spamton had to get in the way…”

 

Steve: “Light… Would you mind… Shutting up?! I… We can discuss your motivations later, we just don’t have much time left and we still have a bit to clear up!”

 

Steve: (“Light… He’s acting disgusting right now… I never knew he could be this bad, but… I just feel too afraid to call him out on it…”)

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu! Only fifteen minutes leeeft!”

 

Light: “Alright. Understood. Let’s move onto the next topic.”

 

Light: “We should discuss how exactly Red transported the bomb to the other side.”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Ash after Explosion

-Drawbridge Window

-Clean Knife

-Hole in Floor

 

Light: “Ah… A debate amongst fools. I just wonder who shall win…”

 

Sans: “this guy just got even more insufferable…”

 

Homer: “I-I have an idea!”

 

Homer: “Red’s actually super buff behind that suit!”

 

Squidward: “A real eureka moment, Homer…”

 

Homer: “Well whaddya know! I am the Ultimate Nuclear Phuzzy… whatever…”

 

Squidward: “I’m being sarcastic, Homer…”

 

Squidward: “If Red was actually buff enough to lift that bomb, he’d weigh a lot more than 30 kilos.”

 

Red: “Yeah… Squidward’s got the idea…”

 

Leafy: “So, he couldn’t do it with his bare hands?”

 

Homer: “Donut boy has bear hands? That must be why he hides behind the suit!”

 

Light: “*cough*, *cough*”

 

Light: “A debate amongst fools indeed…”

 

Squidward: “Well, I do have an idea…”

 

Squidward: “He might have used one of Light’s contraptions…”

 

Waluigi: “No! That doesn’t make-a sense!”

 

Squidward: “Oh, how come…”

 

Waluigi: “Light and Red were never in contact!”

 

Basil: “A-actually.. It’s possible!”

 

Gandhi: “Yes someone must’ve crossed the bridge. I saw it on my “Map” app.”

 

Noob: “Ooh! That had to be Light!”

 

 

someone must’ve crossed the bridge -> Light and Red were never in contact

 

Steve: “No, that's wrong!”

 

Steve: “Light and Red had two opportunities to be in contact.”

 

Steve: “The first was when both were in the prison, the second was after Light crossed the bridge and both were in the first tower.”

 

Light: “Allow me to clarify.”

 

Light: “The contraption was the metal coil.”

 

Light: “I likely wrapped the metal coil around the bomb and slung it to the other side by pressing the button…”

 

Steve: (“Oh right, the coil did have a slinging function, didn’t it?”)

 

*Flashback

 

Steve attached the metal coil to Leafy. He could now move Leafy around from a metre or two away, like controlling a dog.

 

Light: “If you need to release Leafy, press the button on the metal coil. This will unleash Leafy and sling her a couple metres in the direction she’s facing.”

 

*

Steve: “I see…”

 

Light: “Using this, I launched the bomb back to Spamton. It exploded. That’s the end of my part in the case.”

 

Light: “At least I assume. I remember none of this directly, due to the virus.”

 

Red: “Yeah, he’s right…”

 

Steve: “But if that was the case… Wouldn’t Spamton be the murderer..?”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah! He lit the bomb, so it’d have to be him…”

 

Leafy: “But there were three fuses, right Steven?”

 

Steve: (“Steven..? She almost seems to be calling me that out of spite…”)

 

Steve: (“We’ve got a serial killer and a murderer in our midst and this is what Leafy chooses to worry about..?”)

 

Steve: “Yeah. There were three fuses. But now Light seems to be saying that he was the one to transport the bomb, but he’s not the killer.”

 

Steve: “If Light was the one transporting the bomb to the second tower, then what was Red doing?”

 

Red: “Oh, this…”

 

Red: “This is the story of how that crackhead bastard tricked me into becoming the murderer…”

 

Noob: “So… You’re the murderer?! Not Light?!”

 

Red: “Alright, everyone… Just take a peek at the conversation between Noob and Gundham…”

 

Steve: “Noob’s messages with Gundham? Alright… Do you mind showing us your messages, Noob?”

 

Noob: “Uhhh, sure! Here ya’ go!”

 

-Noob: Gundham? How's it going in the battle???``

-Noob: Squidward seems to have been hit by something, but otherwise we’re alright!

-TanakaEmpire (Official): I’m surviving, as expected of the great Tanaka Emperor.

-TanakaEmpire (Official): Please send over anything you’ve got, Noob.

-Noob: Here! I found a knife! Take it, Gundham!

-TanakaEmpire (Official): The mighty abomination seems impenetrable, but the knife shall provide assistance in cutting the mighty Spamton’s strings!

-TanakaEmpire (Official): Agh! I have been blasted! Curse my verbose manner of speaking! It slows my messaging speed!

-TanakaEmpire (Official): His strikes hurt like a burning eclipse!

-Noob: I got another cool item! Take this vest I found in the surgery room to protect you!

-TanakaEmpire (Official): I am forever grateful.. This may bring the battle in my favour! Now let us cut this foul puppet’s strings!

-Noob: Ahhh! Sorry! I dropped my phone in panic! I wasn’t able to respond for a while!

-Noob: Take another knife! It’ll help you cut the strings!

-TanakaEmpire (Official): Throwing upwards was a great mistake, Noob!

-TanakaEmpire (Official): I am sending you my devas! Now I must flee!

 

Noob: “So… These were the messages… Sadly, I had the virus, so I couldn’t remember this whole talk with Gundham.”

 

Light: “Let us discuss the timeline.”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Ughh…”

 

Light: “First of all, there is a space between the brackets here, so we can assume this is a genuine conversation, at least from Gundham’s side.”

 

Light: “The first thing that happens is Squidward getting hit by something.”

 

Trainer Red: “That must have been the syringe we found earlier. This is why Squidward can’t remember these messages either.”

 

Squidward: “Yeah… I do remember Noob texting Gundham for a short bit, but after that… It became foggy inside my head…”

 

Light: “Next, Noob takes a knife, presumably from the rations bag, and teleports it to Gundham.”

 

Light: “The knife had no effect, however. Gundham remarks that Spamton’s armour is “impenetrable”.”

 

Light: “However, Gundham still tries to use it to cut Spamton’s strings.”

 

Gandhi: “That must be because Spamton would exit his “Neo” form if his strings were cut.”

 

Light: “However, at some point, Gundham gets blasted. As a result, Gundham also does not remember the conversation from this point on.”

 

Light: “He isn’t currently with us however, so that does not matter.”

 

Light: “Anyway… Noob gives Gundham a vest for protection…”

 

Light: “...”

 

Noob: “Huh? He’s gone silent….”

 

Noob: “Did I do something..?”

 

Light: “Yes you did! You idiot!”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Light: “That vest is the reason that terrorist Gundham is alive to this day!”

 

Light: “If it weren’t for the vest, he would’ve died in the explosion…..”

 

Sans: “hey… i just have one little question…”

 

Sans: “i don’t wanna worry you guys… but what if gundham did actually manage to cut spamton’s strings, and ended up killing him…?”

 

Noob: “No! That wouldn’t happen! Then Gundham would be the killer!”

 

The four dark devas crawled up onto Noob’s shoulder and squealed.

 

Noob: “Heehee! See?! Even Maga-Z agrees!”

 

Steve: (“I don’t think Maga-Z agreeing is exactly solid proof, but I do have something else.”)

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Monokuma File #2

 

Steve: “Here! Look at the Monokuma File! It says that he died in his “Neo” form!”

 

-The victim is Spamton G. Spamton, the Ultimate Salesman. The cause of death is currently undetermined, but Spamton died in the incinerator room and was found shortly after an explosion that occurred in the incinerator room. Spamton died in his Neo form and there were wounds found on his body other than injuries from the explosion.

 

Steve: “That means it’s impossible that his strings were cut.”

 

Sans: “oh, nice… guess gundham’s in the clear then. that’s pretty sweet. he’s a cool guy.”

 

Light: “How can you support a terrorist like that!?”

 

Basil: “U-um…”

 

Basil: “I d-don’t wanna ruin the party.. But..”

 

Basil: “It says there that there were wounds other than the explosion injuries…”

 

Basil: “S-so… I don’t think Gundham’s in the clear yet unfortunately…”

 

Light: “Alright then. Let’s discuss how this could not be the case.”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Missing Surgery Room Items

-Knife #2

-Surgery Vest

-State of Incinerator Room

-Spamton Neo

 

Light: “So, wounds other than the explosion injuries..? Let us discuss?”

 

Waluigi: “Hmmm…”

 

Waluigi: “We need ta’ think about this, huh?”

 

Homer: “Well, maybe they were knife wounds!”

 

Light: “Incorrect. We already know that Spamton is almost impenetrable in his neo form.”

 

Light: “Injuries from a knife would only form a scratch.”

 

Trainer Red: “That’s not entirely true.”

 

Trainer Red: “Spamton died in the explosion whereas Gundham survived.”

 

Trainer Red: “So… Spamton’s durability was less than Gundham’s with a safety vest.”

 

Noob: “Yeah! But that’s only cuz’ Gundham is the Supreme Overlord of Ice”

 

Noob: “His magical barriers must have provided him resistance!”

 

Leafy: “I slightly doubt that theory, Noob!”

 

Squidward: “At least it isn’t ninjas…”

 

Gandhi: “I do wonder what else the cause might be.”

 

Gandhi: “Gundham and Spamton were on the same floor, after all.”

 

 

State of Incinerator room -> Gundham and Spamton were on the same floor

 

Steve: “No, that’s wrong!”

 

Steve: “I think I have a solution that knocks out two birds in one stone.”

 

Steve: “Spamton must’ve been in the incinerator room, while Gundham was downstairs in teleportation room B.”

 

Steve: “It makes sense, because Gundham would have to transfer his hamsters to the other end before the bomb went off.”

 

Steve: “However, both of them were found in teleportation room B because the incinerator room had been reduced to rubble.”

 

Steve: “This explanation also explains Spamton’s “other wounds”.”

 

Steve: “They were probably caused by burn damage from the incinerator exploding.”

 

Gandhi: “I see. That does make sense.”

 

Basil: “So the reason Gundham survived was because he was on a lower floor and had Noob’s safety vest.”

 

Noob: “And also cuz’ he was Supreme Overlord of Ice!”

 

One of the hamsters moved from Noob’s shoulder to the top of his head.

 

Noob: “Hehe, Jump-P is on my head!”

 

Squidward: “Why did he give them such stupid names.”

 

Light: “Now then, let’s discuss the rest of Noob’s message before time runs out…”

 

Leafy: “So after Gundham gets his vest, he drops his phone, right?”

 

Red: “Then, Noob sends another knife across, right?”

 

Noob: “Yeah… I dunno why I did that, though…”

 

Basil: “B-but the knife being thrown upwards was called a “great mistake” by Gundham…”

 

Basil: “I-I wonder why... It doesn’t sound good…”

 

Light: “Then let us consider what would happen if you threw a knife upwards through the teleporter.”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Spamton’s Motive Card

-Clean Knife

-Ash after Explosion

-Knife #2

-Hole in Floor

-Hole in Data Centre

 

Waluigi: “Sooo…. Noob threw a knife upwards..?”

 

Waluigi: “This makes Red the culprit, how???”

 

Leafy: “Maybe the knife stabbed Gundham’s shoe from upstairs…”

 

Sans: “nah, i don’t think so…”

 

Sans: “maybe gundham just had aichmophobia?”

 

Squidward: “Aichmophobia? What is that supposed to mean..?”

 

Sans: “fear of sharp things, like knives. it’s a real phobia.”

 

Squidward: “I see… That’s actually not a terrible suggestion…”

 

Trainer Red: “However, Gundham specifically complained about the direction in which the knife was thrown.”

 

Noob: “Yeah, I dunno what sorta problem throwing a knife upwards would make…”

 

Homer: “Maybe it would hit the ceiling…”

 

Squidward: “And so..?”

 

Homer: “Maybe he was only afraid of knives if they were on the ceiling?”

 

Squidward: “Why are our suggestions always so idiotic..?”

 

Trainer Red: “Then why don’t we come up with something smarter?”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm… Perhaps Gundham was leaning over the teleporter?”

 

Basil: “S-so he overshot and i-it hit right i-in the heart..?”

 

Basil: “Aaghhh… I-I don’t want to think about that…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Don’t worry. It’s unlikely that happened, since that would surely kill him…”

 

Squidward: “Not if he had his safety vest on.”

 

Basil: “Aaaghhh! Can we stop talking about this now…. I don’t want to hear it brought up again….”

 

 

Hole in floor -> Maybe it would hit the ceiling

 

Steve: “No, that’s wrong!”

 

Homer: “Huh..? You’re telling me that…”

 

Steve: “Well you see… There was a hole in the floor, which meant that the knife would have shot up to the incinerator room, rather than collide with Spamton…”

 

Light: “Correct. The bomb was also in the incinerator.”

 

Light: “Which meant that the knife shot up to the bomb.”

 

Light: “And hit the thirty seconds wire which I specifically told Spamton to put at the bottom.”

 

Waluigi: “Ah! There we go! So you were the popular demand that Spamton was talking about!”

 

Light: “Yes, similarly to Red, I was able to manipulate Spamton’s actions through my knowledge about him.”

 

Light: “I told him that adding the thirty seconds wire at the bottom would increase his sales…”

 

Light: “And of course, he fell right into my little mousetrap…”

 

Red: “Don’t act so smug about the whole thing, Light…”

 

Basil: “B-but based on what you’ve said….”

 

Basil: “......”

 

Basil: “Aaaaghh…”

 

Noob: “W-what is it..?”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “He’s thinking that this would make Noob the killer, as he shot the knife up to the thirty seconds timer on the bomb.”

 

Light: “No. Red is still the killer. You needn’t worry, Nubert. I’m still by your side…”

 

Noob: “Then don’t call me “Nubert”...”

 

Sans: “so… red’s still the killer… how?”

 

Steve: (“The reason Red’s still the killer…”)

 

Steve: (“It must be because…”)

 

-Red cut the five seconds wire

-Red was impersonating Noob

-Red is a sussy baka

 

 

-> Red is a sussy baka

 

Steve: “The reason why Red is still the killer… It’s because he’s a sussy baka!”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “oh my god.”

 

Sans: “he said a meme guys. he said a meme. i’m no longer alone…”

 

Squidward: “Steve…?”

 

Steve: “Ugh… Sorry, I don’t know what came over me… It’s because Red was impersonating Noob.”

 

Red: “That “sussy baka” joke was definitely intentional…”

 

Red: “I can’t believe this is the crap I get ta’ listen to ten minutes before I die…”

 

Steve: “Look, I just slipped up…”

 

Steve: “Anyway, take a look at the part where Noob “drops his phone”...”

 

Steve: “I think what actually happened here was that Red stole the phone from Noob.”

 

Noob: “Hmm… Yeah, that probably happened…”

 

Noob: “Better than me killing Spamton, ahahaha…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “I’m fairly sure it happened.”

 

Gandhi: “Oh, how come?”

 

Trainer Red: “Well…”

 

Trainer Red: “Think about it…”

 

Trainer Red: “The knife was intentionally thrown upwards. The bomb was intentionally thrown above the hole in the incinerator room…”

 

Trainer Red: “And finally, the bomb intentionally had the thirty seconds wire placed at the bottom by Light’s demand.”

 

Trainer Red: “There’s no way these are all just coincidences. This method of murder was carefully orchestrated by Light and Red.”

 

Light: “For a thirteen year old, you sure are a bright one.”

 

Light: “All of what you said is correct, Trainer Red.”

 

Light: “Red and I planned the outcome of this murder carefully. It was due to my knowledge that I could successfully manipulate everyone’s actions correctly.”

 

Light: “Gandhi acting as a meatshield to create a hole in the second tower was deduced based on how Gandhi’s personality was described in the folder.”

 

Light: “And likewise, I could predict that Steven wouldn’t be reluctant to run back to the data centre, due to his folder describing him as “somewhat cowardly” and “easily pressured”.”

 

Steve: “..!”

 

Light: “That’s specifically why I chose you to tie me up, Steven. It was all carefully calculated.”

 

Steve: (“Ugh… This guy… He’s really being insufferable around us now… His facade of at least being a moderately decent person has definitely faded…”)

 

Noob: “So… That means I’m not the killer….”

 

Noob: “That’s… Good….”

 

Noob: “....”

 

Steve: (“For some reason, I feel like Noob is hiding something… That said… I don’t want to pressure him…”)

 

Leafy: “Wait..? Are we really sure it’s Red, and not Light?!”

 

Leafy: “I mean… I’d much prefer for it to be Light, haha..!”

 

Homer: “Yeah, she’s right… Do we know for sure..?”

 

Red: “Can I just admit to my crime an’ call it a day already?!”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, but how do we know that it wasn’t Light who actually tossed the knife!”

 

Steve: “I mean… We don’t have solid proof… But I think there’s some pretty good reasons why it shouldn’t be Red.”

 

Homer: “I dunno…? Can we really say for sure..?”

 

Noob: “I… I mean… We need to consider it…”

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu! Are we split again? I really love these parts~!”

 

Steve: “I guess so, yeah… I mean, I really do think it’s Red who’s actually the murderer… But it really is something we have to make absolutely certain…”

 

-SPLIT OPINION-

 

 

-Is it certain that Red’s the killer?-

 

-It could be someone else!-

-Leafy

-Homer

-Noob

-Light

-Sans

-Waluigi

 

-Red has to be the killer!-

-Steve -> everything

-Basil -> acting

-Trainer Red -> help

-Red -> motive

-Gandhi -> know

-Squidward -> impersonated

 

Homer: “How do we know that donut boy wasn’t the one to sling the bomb?!”

 

Gandhi: “He is under thirty kilos… We know that utilising that coil to launch a bomb that far would take quite a large amount of physical strength…”

 

Leafy: “Okay, but Light coulda’ been the one who impersonated Gundummy!”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, but if you remember how Gundham was impersonated, it was just like how Red did it in the first trial!”

 

Sans: “c’mon guys… red has no motive to kill, compared to light…”

 

Red: “Ya’ say I’ve got no motive, but then why the hell’d I kill Kirby and Shrek?!”

 

Light: “Could you care to explain why I chose to help Red hide the evidence?”

 

Trainer Red: “I imagine you merely pretended to help him! You probably left that ID card behind to make us think it was him and only the proof that said that you were involved!”

 

Waluigi: “Okay, but Light’s been actin’ crazy the whole trial! It’s gotta be him!”

 

Basil: “Yeah, b-but Red was acting unusual too! He was much more panicked than in the first trial!”

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah! But listen! We haven’t thought of everything yet!”

 

Steve: “Unfortunately, I think we really have considered everything. Red is the only option left!”

 

Everyone: “This is our answer!”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Guess… We’ve discussed everything, huh?”

 

Red: “You guys should get ready to vote, right?”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Ehehehe…”

 

Red: “Honestly, I’m kinda lookin’ forward to sayin’ goodbye to you suckers.”

 

Red: “Especially Light. Had’ enough o’ him for one lifetime…”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Though… I kinda wanna say sorry…”

 

Red: “I-I’ve sorta just been an irritating asshole this whole time, right..?”

 

Red: “An’ I know sayin’ sorry doesn’t really make up for the crap you do in your life but…”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Ya’ known what… Nevermind… Pieces of crap like me shouldn’t apologise…”

 

Red: “I don’t… really deserve to…”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “That is true…”

 

Red: “...”

 

Light: “Now, shall we commence the vote…?”

 

Steve: (“Despite the fact that Red had done a lot of bad things to us, there was no way he deserved this fate. Ultimately, he was just a pawn in this killing game. He was used by Light to try and kill Gundham, thinking that he was the mastermind…”)

 

Steve: (“What caused us to fail was our lack of connection. The fact that Red barely knew Gundham meant that he wasn’t really able to tell what kind of person he was. He wasn’t able to see that Gundham was too much of a good person to be the mastermind…”)

 

Noob: “WAIT!!!”

 

Noob: “We… We can’t vote yet…!”

 

Light: “Hmmm… You seem incredibly reluctant to talk. Is it something important enough to waste our last few minutes..?”

 

Noob: “Y-yeah! I really think so!”

 

Light: “Then what is it…”

 

Steve could see Noob sweating nervously.

 

Noob: “Uh… I… Uhh…..”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “...!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “Oh… I think I know what he wants to say!”

 

Basil: “He’s not sure how Red and Light got back to the prison after the explosion!”

 

Basil: “Isn’t that right, Noob?”

 

Noob: “Y-yeah… S-sure…”

 

Light: “Alright… We might as well discuss that…”

 

Light: “Though I don’t think this is going to make us reach any new conclusions…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Ash after Explosion

-Project Odysseus

-Time of Explosion

-Drawbridge Window

-Knife #2

-Hole in Data Centre

-Gandhi’s Distraction

 

Basil: “S-so… Red and Light… After the murder, they went back to prison and locked and tied themselves up again…”

 

Noob: “T-that’s right… Isn’t it..?”

 

Basil: “Y-yeah! But how did they manage to do that..?”

 

Gandhi: “They did not have much time, did they?”

 

Leafy: “Plus, anyone could see them on their way out… The blackout had ended…”

 

Waluigi: “And anyone would remember too!”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, everyone was cured of the virus immediately after the murder…”

 

Squidward: “So… Then how did they escape?”

 

Leafy: “Maybe they caused another blackout!”

 

Waluigi: “Or maybe they made us forget they were even there!”

 

Homer: “Yeah! That’s what happened to me!”

 

Homer: “I think..?”

 

Noob: “O-or even…”

 

Noob: “They used a smoke bomb to sneak through!”

 

Noob: “Just like a ninja…?”

 

Noob: “N-nevermind….”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, keep on dreaming…”

 

Squidward: “Maybe your ninja ideas will come true someday…”

 

 

Ash after Explosion -> smoke bomb

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Noob: “I-I was right?!”

 

Noob: “I w-was actually right!”

 

Squidward: “Colour me surprised…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, a smoke bomb wasn’t exactly used, but rather the ash after the explosion…”

 

Steve: “But the ash was enough to block everyone’s eyesight, so they ran back to the prison without anyone seeing them…”

 

Basil: “Yeah! And we couldn’t hear them either… All that was in my ears was the loud “EEEEEEEEEEEEE” from the explosion…”

 

Squidward: “You didn’t have to scream “eeeee” so loudly, Basil…”

 

Basil: “O-oh… Sorry…”

 

Light: “Well, now that we’ve got that closed, why don’t we finish up with a closing argument…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Steve: (“D-does Noob know something that we don’t..? For some reason, he still seems to have something to say…”)

 

Light: “I think I’ll do the procedure myself. I feel as though Steven may have forgotten some of the important details.”

 

Steve: “....”

 

-Closing Argument-

Light: “Let’s begin with the pre-murder preparations. I had begun my planning by falsely accusing Gundham of being the mastermind and sending the killer a message to change his username to one similar to Gundham’s so that the two would be mistaken. I asked Spamton to add another wire at the bottom of the bomb, that had a 30 second fuse. Another precaution I took was asking Monokuma to confirm that islanders forgot their memories as zombies after being cured. Finally, I created a coil out of the zip of my folder, and dismantled everyone's files so I could manipulate their actions...”

Light: “However, I was bitten by Sans which raised the pressure for me to orchestrate a murder, else I’d become a zombie.”

Light: “The next morning I got Steve to tie me up in prison to give myself an alibi. In an ideal world, nobody would have questioned the alibi, and I would've seen Red get executed without any questioning, but I will admit, this outcome is much more exciting..."

 

Light: “At the same time, Spamton had entered his Neo form and I urged Steve to go to the data centre. Spamton, in his Neo form, blasted Noob with an infectious blast, causing him to get the zombie virus. During this time, Steve had brought me up to the prison, whilst Gandhi and Gundham were trying to fight Spamton.

Gandhi, meanwhile, through his nobility, made an excellent meat shield against Spamton, and it was thanks to him that Spamton blew a hole through the second tower, which would be vital in cutting the bomb. Gandhi’s injury also left him in the games room, rather than joining the others in the lab. This gave me an opportunity to frame him as the one who freed the killer.”

 

Light: “Steve was messaged by the killer, disguised as Gundham, to type my name into the data centre computer to “gain information on Light”. What this was actually doing was freeing me from the metal coil, which allowed me to free the killer.”

Light: “Next the killer shot a syringe filled with zombie drool, which I had on me, through the teleporter into Squidward’s neck. It was not necessary to inject Noob with the virus as he’d already been blasted by Spamton, whose blasts also contained the zombie virus.”

 

Light: “Next the killer took off their spacesuit and entered the teleporter, which was now possible, as they became under 30 kilos. They wanted to run up to the data centre to cause the blackout, but first of all, they had to pass Homer without being noticed. To do this, I used a special technique known as “Project Odysseus”, which I refuse to elaborate on.”

 

Light: “Having reached the data centre, they used a knife in the rations bag to cut the exposed wires caused by the hole in the data centre. This caused a blackout in the first tower. Steve would usually also be in the data centre, but Spamton had transported a bomb to the data centre, which caused Steve to panic and warn Basil. Thanks to my files, I was able to predict both Steve’s eagerness to help Basil, as well as Basil’s reluctance to leave the dormitory.”

Light: “Eventually, Steve hit the drawbridge button, which allowed me to cross the bridge. Gandhi, who had gone down to the lab by this point, was able to spot that I had crossed the bridge, through the “maps” app, though he couldn't determine that it was me. Since the blackout had still occurred, I could safely run up to the data centre and use the metal coil to launch the bomb in the data centre back to the second tower. ”

 

 

Light: “Meanwhile, Red stole Noob’s phone and sent the knife he’d used earlier through the teleporter directly upwards, and told Gundham that they were going to send the knife to help him fight Spamton. In reality, this caused the killer to cut the thirty second fuse, whilst framing Noob.”

 

Light: “Thinking Noob had set off the bomb, Gundham started to panic, and reacted quickly. He made preparations by wearing a safety vest sent by Noob and teleporting his hamsters to the first tower.”

 

Light: “Finally the explosion went off, with the explosion killing Spamton and badly injuring Gundham. This is unfortunate, as ideally I’d want two victims in this case, however, despite Gundham’s survival, the outcome was the same…”

 

Light: “The killer was you, my own accomplice, Red, The Ultimate Astronaut... How does it feel to have justice finally dealt?!"

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: *sigh*

 

Red: “Yep, that’s the case…”

 

Red: “Aight’, I’m ready for my execution, Monokuma…”

 

Light: “Alright… With that settled, are we ready to vote…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I guess so…”

 

Steve: “I don’t want to do this, Red, but I don’t think we have any other choice…”

 

Red: “Ugh… You should be excited… I killed Kirby and Shrek, and now you’re getting all mushy and stuff?!”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Can’t believe you just forgive freaks like me that easily…”

Notes:

Alright, execution should be next chapter. Hope you're looking forward to some beautiful despair~! Puhuhu??

Also I'm gonna do a Q/A when we hit 100 kudos! If you want to ask any questions to any of the (alive) characters or the author (me), feel free to go ahead! They'll be answered in the 100 kudos Q/A, provided they aren't too spoiler heavy! (Don't just ask me who the mastermind is...)

Chapter 23: Chapter 2 [L] - The Walking Red

Notes:

This is a short chapter, but hopefully it's a strong one.

~CHAPTER 23~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Red (Pokémon)

Gundham Tanaka

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life?)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

-Sans’ Account

-Zombie Amnesia

-Spamton Neo

-Noob’s Injury

-Noob’s Alibi

-Metal Coil

-Prison Conditions

-Gandhi’s Distraction

-Hole in Floor

-Gundham’s Message

-Hole in Data Centre

-The Bomb

-Time of Explosion

-Drawbridge Button

-Blackout

-Drawbridge Window

-State of Incinerator Room

-State of Teleportation Room B

-Clean Knife

-Three Missing Wires

-Spamton Neo File

-SPAMBOM File

-Spamton’s Last Note

-Spamton’s Motive Card

-Monokuma File #2

-Empty Syringe

-Noob-Gundham Messages

-Surgery Room Vest

-Knife #2

-Teleporter Weight Limit

-Teleporter Angling

-Missing Surgery Room Items

-“Project Odysseus”

-Ash after Explosion

-Trainer Red’s Message

-Encrypted Username

-Location of Folders

-Light’s File

-State of Light’s Folder

-Zombie Drool

-Gandhi’s Account

-Red’s Card

-Cut Wires

-Gundham's Note

 

 

Red: “Aight’, I’m ready for my execution, Monokuma…”

 

Light: “Alright… With that settled, are we ready to vote…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I guess so…”

 

Steve: “I don’t want to do this, Red, but I don’t think we have any other choice…”

 

Red: “Ugh… You should be excited… I killed Kirby and Shrek, and now you’re getting all mushy and stuff?!”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Can’t believe you just forgive freaks like me that easily…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

 

Noob: “WAIT! DON’T VOTE JUST YET!”

 

Red: “...?”

 

Noob: “We… We could die if we choose correctly..!”

 

Light: “I get your reluctance… But there’s nobody else who could be the culprit…”

 

Noob: “....”

 

Noob: “............”

 

Noob: “Aaaghhh… It’s just…..”

 

Noob: “I was…. right earlier…..”

 

Noob: “I-I just…. I don’t wanna be right again…..”

 

Basil: “.......”

 

Basil: “I-I’ll say it for you, Noob….”

 

Basil: “I-I think he thinks….”

 

Basil: “T-that Gundham could be the killer….”

 

Steve: “G-gundham..? But there’s no way that’s possible…?”

 

Noob: “I-I….”

 

Noob: “C-can…. Can… We…”

 

Noob: “Let’s j-just… Consider it… It’s what he’d have wanted if he was here….”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Gundham’s Note

 

Noob: “....”

 

Trainer Red: “So… You’re implying Gundham could’ve killed Spamton..?”

 

Noob: “I-I….”

 

Noob: “I-I don’t want it to be true…. But….”

 

Noob: “I also don’t want us all to die!”

 

Basil: “T-there was one last wire, right.”

 

Steve: “The five seconds wire..?”

 

Basil: “Is i-it even possible for him to have cut it….?”

 

Gandhi: “Well… He could’ve used the knife that Red threw at the bomb….”

 

Red: “But… Why the hell’d he do that…? I don’t think he’d be so desperate to save my life…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “He… He thought it was Noob who sent the messages…”

 

Waluigi: “So…. He coulda’ cut that to save Noob… Impossible?!”

 

Light: “Indeed, Gundham was a simple terrorist. He wouldn’t die, even to save a child…”

 

Light: “In fact, he even had a personal philosophy… “Keep on living”...”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Yeah… Luckily…. I don’t think it’s possible for him to have done that, Noob…”

 

 

Gundham’s Note -> don’t think it’s possible for him to have done that, Noob

 

Noob: “No… That’s wrong…..”

 

Steve: “Huh…?”

 

Noob: “Gundham… He sent me this…. Before he got blown up….”

 

Noob: “I-it’s a note… it has “You Need to Keep on Living” written on it…”

 

Noob: “N-now that I think about it…. He might have been trying to tell me that he was the killer…”

 

Noob: “T-That he’d sacrifice himself for me…”

 

Steve: “B-but….”

 

Noob: “I-I…”

 

Noob: “Y-you guys don’t have to believe me…”

 

Noob: “Maybe it’s just another silly suggestion….”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “I actually think noob might be right… dang it…”

 

Sans: “Gundham… he’d been through a lot… i could tell…”

 

Sans: “I think… although maybe he believed that it was wrong to sacrifice your life…”

 

Sans: “He might have done it anyway…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “Look… maybe i’m just glorifying him, but…”

 

Sans: “I don’t know if he’d be able to live with letting a kid like Noob accidentally become a murderer…”

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Squidward: “I don’t know… But…”

 

Squidward: “For once… I have to agree with Sans…”

 

 

Red: “S-so… I might not actually be the killer?!”

 

Red: “I might get to live…?”

 

Red: “I… I dunno if I deserve this…”

 

Red: “T-This is frickin’ wrong…”

 

Light: "Indeed... I wish you were executed too..."

 

Red: "God dang it... What am I sayin'.."

 

Red: "I frickin' love this outcome... Ehehehe..."

 

Red: "I love that I actually get to live..."

 

Noob: "..."

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu… Looks like time is up! Let’s get to voting time, everyone!”

 

Monokuma: “I’m sure it’s going to be bucketloads of fun!”

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu!”

 

Monokuma: “Will you pick the right person, or the dreadfully wrong one..?”

 

-VOTING TIME-

 

 

 

-6 votes for Gundham -> Steve, Noob, Sans, Squidward, Gandhi, Basil

-1 vote for Light -> Homer

-5 votes for Red -> Light, Trainer Red, Waluigi, Leafy, Red

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu! That was a close one! However, you were correct! The blackened was indeed Gundham, the Ultimate Breeder!”

 

Noob: “.....”

 

Light: “H-how…?!”

 

Light: “..!”

 

Light: “He was just an sick terrorist! He was completely unwilling to sacrifice his life…”

 

Light: “Is this game rigged, or something…?”

 

Light: “My files… They said everything about Gundham… His personality, his philosophy…”

 

Noob: “SHUT UP!”

 

Noob: “You were wrong about him..!”

 

Noob: “People…. T-they can change…”

 

Noob: “M-maybe Gundham changed….”

 

Noob: “M-maybe it was because I spent time with him, and his hamsters…”

 

The hamsters continued to sit on Noob’s shoulder but now they looked down sadly. Noob let his head hang down and then sighed to himself.

 

Noob: “M-maybe it’s my fault Gundham is gonna die…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Noob…”

 

Steve: “It’s not your fault! Don’t think like that!”

 

Noob: “B-but he sacrificed his life for me…. All because I let him be my friend….”

 

A waterfall of tears fell down Noob’s face as he said that.

 

Noob: “I-it’s my fault everyone dies! It’s always my fault…”

 

Noob: “I’m the reason why everyone ends up getting executed..!”

 

Light: “Can you get him to shut up before I write his name in the Death Note?”

 

Squidward: “I think you’re the one who needs to shut up, Light.”

 

Red: “Well said….”

 

Red: “In a sense…. Gundham actually sacrificed his life for me….”

 

Red: “I-I dunno if I can forgive myself for that….”

 

Red: “Ugh…. Maybe I shoulda’ been executed instead… My life’s a damn spare and I killed Kirby to keep it going…”

 

Noob: “M-monokuma…”

 

Noob: “Can I see Gundham one last time, before he dies….?”

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu! Of course you can! Here, take a looksies at Gundham getting executed! We don’t have any animals this time… So let’s just cut off his life support!”

 

The fountain was mechanically moved and Gundham, lying in a hospital bed emerged from the fountain.

 

 

-GUNDHAM HAS BEEN FOUND GUILTY. GUNDHAM WILL BE EXECUTED-

 

Noob: “N-no…!”

 

Gundham: “...”

 

Gundham: “I…. I… did… it…. didn’t… I…?”

 

Noob: “....”

 

Gundham: “I… gave up…. my life…”

 

Gundham: “how… Unforgivable…”

 

Gundham: “I’m sorry…….”

 

Noob: “Aaaaaaaaghhhhh!!!!”

 

Light: “Can someone get that stupid kid to shut up..?”

 

Basil hit Light in the head knocking him down.

 

Basil: “.....”

 

Basil: “O-ooops….”

 

Slowly, Monokuma pressed his ugly hand into a button and Gundham’s life support was turned off.

 

Gundham: “Please… Forgive yourself…”

 

Gundham: “For… this too... must be the will... of... causality...”

 

Noob: “No…! Gundham! Keep going! PLEASE! DON’T DIE! PLEASE!”

 

Desperately, Noob tried to perform some kind of CPR, but he could see Gundham slowly suffocating as he couldn’t breathe anymore. Noob kept trying over and over again as he became more and more desperate. Eventually Noob crushed Gundham’s ribcage, killing him as he slowly suffocated to death.

 

 

Noob: “AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”

 

Noob: “This…. This is all my fault..!!!”

 

Red: “No….”

 

Red: “This is my damn fault…”

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu! This killing game! It’s awfully fun, isn’t it..?”

 

Light: “We may have different agendas, but I have to agree with Monokuma!”

 

Light: “It is great to see the scum of the earth face justice.”

 

Noob: “Go… GO AWAY!”

 

Noob charged violently at Light, knocking him down. Once Light was knocked down, Noob moved onto Monokuma, charging right at him and trying to take him down. Soon enough, everyone except Light found themselves joining him, each trying to have a go at taking down Monokuma.

 

Monokuma: “Enough! It is against the rules to try to kill me..! But I couldn’t afford to punish all of you, so instead….”

 

Monokuma: “I’m gonna send you all somewhere nice!”

 

Suddenly the cave cracked open, and everyone found themselves falling. Falling and falling until….

 

They couldn’t find themselves anymore…

 

-Chapter 2 End-

Notes:

Hooray! We've reached the end of chapter 2!

We've also hit over 100 kudos! Thanks for all the kudos guys, I'm really happy to see that so many people are enjoying my silly killing game!

Anyway, now that we've finished chapter 2 and have hit 100 kudos, I'm gonna do to things!

The first a vote for your favourite and least favourite character! I wonder who wins...
Favourite Character Poll!: https://strawpoll.com/6QnMO91kPZe
Least Favourite Character Poll!: https://strawpoll.com/61gDm3PMOZw

And the second thing is the Q&A that I promised when we hit 100 kudos! Ask any question you want in the comments and it'll be answered next chapter in a Q&A!

Chapter 24: SPECIL Q&A CHAPTIR!!!!

Notes:

This chapter's a Q&A! It's not strictly canon, but I'd still recommend giving it a read, since it could tell you a bit more about the characters!

~CHAPTER 24~

 

 

-Special Q&A Chapter!-

 

Hello everyone! I’m glad to see that we’ve finished chapter 2, and are now onto chapter 3! Chapter 3 might just be the longest chapter in my fangan (though chapter 4 may end up longer), so I hope you enjoy! There’s gonna be a lot of strong moments for the characters in the next chapter, and it’s also one of the more serious chapters.

 

First of all I’m gonna show you some fanart made by PlantBottleGuy, of Shrek with his firework in chapter one! I think it’s amazing that I got fanart since I never thought I would when I first made this silly fanfic!

 

Secondly, we had a poll last episode on who the favourite and least favourite characters were, and we got 15(!!) votes which is huge! When I first started writing this fangan, I didn’t expect it to get that much attention, and the number of voters has really grown since I first started doing polls, and only got 1-3 votes.

 

Anyway, here are the results…

 

FAVOURITE CHARACTER

-3 Votes - Red

-2 Votes - Noob, Basil, Light and Leafy

-1 Vote - Squidward, Trainer Red, Waluigi, Spamton

-0 Votes - Steve, Kirby, Gundham, Shrek, Gandhi, Homer, Sans

 

LEAST FAVOURITE CHARACTER

-7 Votes(!!) - Light

-3 Votes - Homer

-2 Votes - Leafy, Trainer Red

-1 Vote - Gandhi

-0 Votes - Steve, Red, Noob, Squidward, Basil, Waluigi, Spamton, Gundham, Kirby, Shrek, Sans

 

Anyways, it looks like you guys really dislike Light, which honestly, is understandable. It looks like the only unanimously disliked characters are Gandhi and Homer, while Red, Noob, Basil, Squidward, Waluigi and Spamton are unanimously liked. The only characters to get no votes either way are Gundham, Steve, Sans, Shrek and Kirby. Over half of these characters are dead, one is the protag, who I will admit is a bit bland, and the other is Sans, who I’m pretty surprised nobody either liked or disliked. Sans will get a bit more screen time next chapter, so maybe you’ll get a stronger opinion on him after that.

 

Now, finally, it’s time to answer your Q&A questions!

 

 

-To Monokuma: “How would you react if you were a contestant in a killing game?

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu! Now this is a good one! I think I’d be everyone’s favourite mascot bear… And then reveal my true personality after the second murder or so and start causing everyone despair! I dunno if I’d kill someone, but I’d definitely help the others out with killing people!”

 

 

-To Steve: “Who is your least favourite person of the cast?”

 

Steve: “Hmm… In an ideal world, I’d say I don’t dislike anyone, but…”

 

Steve: “Red’s been really nasty by sending innocent people to their deaths…”

 

Steve: “Though, maybe there’s more to him than I think. Sometimes, he does seem to show remorse, though he usually seems to take it back just after…”

 

Steve: “Light, on the other hand, seems to be completely cool with what he’s doing, and the way he tried to trick us into killing Gundham was despicable…”

 

Steve: “I really don’t like seeing Noob the way he is right now, after what Light did, and I’d have to say he’s my least favourite person here based on that…”

 

-To Noob: “You good?”

 

Noob: “U-Um… Do I-I not look good…?”

 

Noob: “Haha… I’m j-just trying to make sure everyone else is doing fine…”

 

Noob: “S-So don’t worry about me, okay? I’m perfectly happy, haha…”

 

 

-To Gandhi: “You have to make the motive, or everyone else in the group dies. What is it?”

 

Gandhi: “Well… This is a difficult one…”

 

Gandhi: “If the objective of the motive would be to induce “despair”, as Monokuma sometimes suggests, then I do think there is an obvious method…”

 

Gandhi: “I think the only motive that would work on even the strongest-minded people would be to put their friends in danger…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “Perhaps it is better not to discuss motives and these kinds of things… It can be quite disheartening…”

 

 

-To Red: “You a brony?”

 

Red: “um…”

 

Red: “wth are you sure that question wasnt meant for the other red i mean hes in love with these fictional animals called pokemon or whatevr”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Ok srsly why are u readin my search history get the hell out of this qna”

 

 

-To Waluigi: “Are you worried about Wario?”

 

Waluigi: “Agh… Wario, course I’m worried ‘bout him…”

 

Waluigi: “Bein’ everyone’s favourite hero an’ all, I’m always makin’ sure that Wario an’ I are up to stuff that makes our reputation better…”

 

Waluigi: “I mean, if Wario’s just off doin’ farting competitions, our reputation as the heroes of the Mushroom Kingdom is ruined!”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “That said… We didn’t have much of a reputation anyway…”

 

Waluigi: “An’ if Wario’s as much of a bro as I think he is… Then he’ll prolly’ be savin’ us in a couple days from now!”

 

 

-To Homer: “Who is your least favourite person?”

 

Homer: “Oh, dang it! I like everyone here! They’re all my buddies and stuff!”

 

Homer: “Even if nobody wants to hang out with me…”

 

Homer: “Anyway, if I had to pick a least favourite, it’d probably be that stupid Light guy, who did some kinda trick on my brain…”

 

Homer: “Cuz my brain is first class, and I don’t want anyone, not even the government, messin’ with it!”

 

Homer: “But even though I don’t really like that Light guy, I think the blue squid guy is the guy I like the least…”

 

Homer: “That dummy keeps callin’ me stupid, even though I’m the Ultimate Nuclear Fuzzycist… Or, uh, whatever it was..”

 

Homer: “He also seems to keep hanging out with the skeleton guy, who looks like he’d be a good friend, if he wasn’t always acting like that stupid squid was his buddy!”

 

Homer: “Yaaaawnn…”

 

Homer: “I’m also pretty suspicious of the dodgy old guy… He reminds me of my father a bit too much…”

 

 

-To Light: “Steve joins the Kira investigation. He remembers your confession, he just has to prove it. You can’t write his name because that would make you too suspicious. What is your plan?”-

 

Light: “Hmm… Looking through the files on Steven, I think there’s an obvious way to do this…”

 

Light: “He’s easily pressured, and also not the type to put other’s lives on the line. So I think the best way to go about this would be to put Basil’s life on the line.”

 

Light: “Basil, unlike Steve, is not someone who I’d raise any suspicions of if I killed him. He is a criminal already, after all.”

 

Light: “If I were to just threaten Basil’s life should Steve reveal any information, he would surely comply, it’s just that simple.”

 

 

-To Basil: “HAVE YOU PLAYED HIT GAME UNDERTALE??”

 

Basil: “Hmm… I can’t say I have, though the name definitely sounds familiar…”

 

Basil: “O-Oh! I think I know! There was a game called that in the games room in the second tower!”

 

Basil: “Red and I found it while investigating… Maybe I would’ve played it if I had the chance, but I spent all my time in the first tower…”

 

 

-To Leafy: “YOUR LIFE IS NOTHING, YOU SERVE 0 PURPOSE SHOULD KILL YOURSELF NOW!!!!”

 

Leafy: “Wow, that’s a pretty aggressive message! Was it from Flower or something?”

 

Leafy: “If it was, I’m really grateful for the message! I’m glad to know even Flower is missing me while I’m stuck here!”

 

Leafy: “Hmm… I don’t think killing myself would be a good idea though, but thanks for the suggestion!”

 

 

-To Leafy: “Anyway, how would you react if someone ate you?”

 

Leafy: “Well, I guess I’d be pretty happy if someone gets a chance to taste me!”

 

Leafy: “I’m pretty rich in potassium for a leaf, and I dunno, I personally think I’d make a nice snack!”

 

Leafy: “That said though, I wouldn’t like if they ate my whole body, cuz then I’d be dead, but just a little bit, and I think it’d be fine!”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “Now I can’t stop thinking about eating my own flesh… Have I still got some symptoms from that zombie virus or something..?”

 

 

-To Sans: “If you met Light in judgment hall, what would you do?”

 

Sans: “judgement hall… what’s that..?”

 

Sans: “is that like some kinda’ place where people stand around judgin’ each other or somethin’...”

 

Sans: “i’m all for tolerance, so i don’t think havin’ a room just to judge people is a good idea in the first place…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “enough kiddin’ around…”

 

Sans: “We know Light Yagami would go straight to hell.”

 

 

-To Trainer Red: “Wanna join the Basil protection squad?”

 

Trainer Red: “Wait, there’s a squad for this..?”

 

Trainer Red: “I mean…”

 

Trainer Red: “Ideally, I shouldn’t be having any biases towards other islanders, especially since this is a killing game where nobody should trust each other…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “But yes, I do want to protect Basil, haha…”

 

 

-To Squidward: “What’s your biggest fear?”

 

Squidward: “Hmph… That’s a difficult question…”

 

Squidward: “Well… For one, I’m definitely claustrophobic…”

 

Squidward: “AND NO THAT DOES NOT MEAN I’M AFRAID OF SANTA CLAUS!”

 

Squidward: “Ahem…”

 

Squidward: “Seriously though, one thing I’m afraid of is being forgotten…”

 

Squidward: “I put all my time into my clarinet work and into my art, but nobody seems to recognise me…”

 

Squidward: “It makes me feel like I might just be destined for failure…”

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Squidward: “Actually, on second thought, it’s probably heights… Yeah, definitely heights…”

 

Squidward: “I feel nervous just staring down from a balcony…”

 

 

-To Light: “Why do you hate Basil, what did he do?”

 

Light: “Well, if you read his file, I think you’d know yourself…”

 

Light: “He is without a doubt, a poor excuse for a human who would ideally be better off getting gassed with fluorine…”

 

Light: “Though if there’s one way I can exploit him, it’s his desire to commit suicide.”

 

Light: “If I were to find a way to convince him to kill himself, then that would dispose of him without even needing for me to get away with a class trial.”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Some people might think of my attitude towards Basil as extreme, but I cannot help but feel more and more contempt towards those who taint the purity of this world.”

 

 

-To Steve: “Opinion on Herobrine?”

 

Steve: “...?”

 

Steve: “Who’s… Herobrine…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “I don’t know, but that name seems really familiar… I should definitely keep it in mind…”

 

 

-To Basil: “How are you hanging in there? Don’t leave people hanging!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “...........”

 

Basil: “Please… Leave me… alone…..”

 

Basil gives a terrified look and leaves wherever the heck we’re doing Q&As

 

 

-To Squidward: “How annoying is Spongebob? 1-10?”

 

Squidward: “Hmph… It seems you forgot the eleven…”

 

Squidward: “Anyway, Spongebob easily gets an eleven, but everyone else in here isn’t so bad…”

 

Squidward: “Well… Sans is nearly up there… He’s probably a nine… And Homer reminds me a bit too much of Patrick, so he’s probably an eight…”

 

 

-To Noob: “How cool are ninjas? 1-10?”

 

Noob: “Ooh… Okay, that’s a good question!”

 

Noob: “I’d probably say a nine…”

 

Noob: “They’re pretty cool, but there’s still some things that are cooler…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “G-Gundham… Probably would be a ten… But now h-he’s gone… And it’s my fault…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “Don’t worry though… The devas are still here, and they’re definitely a ten!”

 

-To Noob: “Why do you like ninjas so much?”

 

Noob: “I-I mean… I think they’re kinda cool… Silent but deadly… And really fast..!”

 

Noob: “B-But… I think the way they’re purple and mysterious and all… It kinda reminds me of Gundham…”

 

Noob: “S-So… I guess that’s kinda why I liked the idea of ninjas… B-But now Gundham’s gone… A-And I-I don’t know what to do anymore…”

 

 

-To Red: “Why did you side with Steve and the others in the scrum debate?”

 

Red: “Hmmm weird question”

 

Red: “Guess im not good with answers and stuff but i guess i did it cuz i felt like it idk”

 

Red: “Too be honest i do most things cuz i feel like it sometimes it can lead to problems and stuff but yeah thats my way of thinking”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Or maybe a part of me just knew that it was actually gonna be Gundham getting executed, ehehehehe…”

 

 

-To Sans: “How do you know memes?”

 

Sans: “uuuuuhhhh….”

 

Sans: “uuuuhhhhh…”

 

Sans: “reddit??”

 

 

-To Author: “Why did you exclude Monomi and the Monokubs from the fanfic?”

 

So first of all, I’m really not a huge fan of the kubs… I think most people share this opinion; while sometimes they can be kinda funny, for the most part they’re just really annoying. The only vaguely interesting one is Monodam. I’d also feel pretty uncomfortable writing Monokid’s dialogue, since it can just get really weird at times. The bear incest between Monophanie and Monotaro really doesn’t help sell the point, either.

 

As for Monomi… the reason she isn’t here is because she actually has a different role to play in the story! It’s funny you brought this up because she’s actually going to debut in the very next chapter!

 

 

-To Author: “Which chapter has been the most fun to write so far?”

 

Hmm… This is a tough one… Currently I’m just finishing writing the chapter 3 investigation, and I have to say, the first half of chapter 3 was really fun to write. There’s so many silly moments, where the characters play games or do crazy things, so that was pretty fun to do!

 

On the other hand, I like writing emotional moments too… There’s plenty of those, especially in the latter half of chapter 3!

 

If there’s one thing I have to say though, it’s that Gundham’s a real joy to write, and honestly, I’m really missing him and his ridiculous way of speaking in chapter 3, as well as Spamton and his total insanity. I’m definitely gonna miss those two a lot, and I’m probably gonna miss more and more characters as more of them keep dying! ;(

 

-To Author: “Was there a specific fangan that gave a push to make your own?”

 

Hmm… I don’t think there’s a specific fangan, but there are loads of great fangans out there, and I’m sure all of them inspired me in different ways! If I were to pick some of my favourite fangans that I’ve read, it’d probably be..

 

1. Danganronpa 69, which is a classic and has good comedy and some nice, heartfelt moments.

 

2. Danganronpa 96. This one’s just amazing overall; the art is fantastic, the writing is probably better than the main games, and the character arcs are just really well written. This fangan is definitely top class!

 

3. Danganronpa 420: By which I mean 420: Crossoverdose and not 420: Blast Knock Off, which is still pretty decent. Anyway, the reason I love this fangan is because chapter 2 is actually amazing, I think chapter 2’s trial is the best trial I’ve seen in any fangan, and I was laughing at the complete insanity and craziness of the whole trial. The fangan isn’t complete overall, and honestly, the cast can get slightly overbearing, but I have to give it a shout-out for how fantastic chapter 2 was!

 

4. Danganronpa 103: I love this cast in this one and the trials are pretty good. This is a well-balanced fangan all around with a really good protagonist, which is the reason in particular I recommend!

 

Anyway, that’s it for now! I hope you enjoyed the Q&A, and I hope you look forward to chapter 3, which will be introducing a new setting for our cast, as well as some new minor characters!

 

 

 

 

 

Notes:

Anyway, thanks for asking all the questions everyone! See you next time in chapter 3!

Chapter 25: Chapter 3 [A] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

This chapter will be focusing on more minor characters for a bit! Don't worry though, we'll be back to the main cast next chapter!

This chapter's a little silly after last chapter, I hope you enjoy! :D

~CHAPTER 25~

 

 

Rescue Gang

Villager (Minecraft)

Stalin (Real Life)

Guest (Roblox)

Mr Krabs (SpongebobSquarepants)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Yellow (Among Us)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Light’s Dad (Death Note)

Wario (Super Mario)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

Bart Simpson (The Simpsons)

 

 

-BEGIN-

 

???: “Let me give an introduction to myself…”

 

 

???: “My name is Kel. I don’t have too much special to say about myself, but if I were to describe myself, I’d probably say that I’m fun-loving and outgoing…”

 

Kel: “Though maybe that’d be bragging... I dunno, haha…”

 

Kel: “I guess some bad stuff has happened to me in the past, but things were looking a bit better for us recently…”

 

Kel: “Well… That was until Basil got kidnapped!”

 

Kel: “Basil was one of my best friends as a kid, so I always make sure to keep an eye out for him… Even though he can be shy and nervous, I know he always means the best!”

 

Kel: “One day… Some weird talking rabbit, apparently called Monomi, popped up, telling me that Basil was taken away to a killing game…”

 

Kel: “At first… I thought I was going insane, but when she asked me if I could help save Basil… I just had to say yes!”

 

Kel: (“But now I’m here with Monomi, in a room full of strangers… I think their friends were also taken to killing games…”)

 

Kel: (“Honestly, some of them look kinda scary… I think I’ll be trying to avoid those guys with the moustaches and…. Umm…. Is that a talking fireball?”)

 

Kel: (“Yeeeshh… I thought a talking rabbit was weird enough…”)

 

Kel: (“Maybe I should open up the conversation with these guys…”)

 

Kel: “Hi everyone!”

 

Kel: “Uhhh….”

 

Kel: “I was invited here to try and save my friend…”

 

Kel: “Apparently he was taken to some kinda “killing game” and I’m pretty worried about him… But still… I’m sure he’ll make it out okay…”

 

Crab in Suit: “Argargargargh! Were you also invited in search of the greatest treasure..? Money?!”

 

Kel: “Uhhh… No… I don’t think so… I’m just here to help my friend!”

 

Yellow Astronaut: “So… We must’ve all been invited for different reasons. I needed to save Red, my ship captain!”

 

Monomi: “Yeah! Anything goes! Though you need to remember that the most important reason is friendship! Friendship goes before money and the prizes I’ll give you for saving your friends!”

 

Crab in Suit: “But what if…. Me’ best friend is money?! Argargargargarg!”

 

Kel: (“This… Talking crab..? Is acting weird…”)

 

Monomi: “So since we all have a common goal of saving our friends, we need to introduce each other!”

 

Monomi: “I’ll go first! I’m Monomi! I’m here to save all your friends from the eeevil Monokuma!”

 

Monomi: “Oh, and, I think we should make up talents for ourselves! I’m the Ultimate Monokuma Defeater!”

 

 

Old Professor: “Hmmm… What exactly is a Monokuma..? Is that some kind of legendary Pokémon?”

 

Talking Fireball: “Huh? What exactly is a “Pokémon”?”

 

Old Professor: “What exactly do they teach kids these days…?”

 

Old Professor: “Actually… You’re a talking fireball, aren’t you..? I don’t think talking fireballs are kids, though it can be hard to keep up with the times…”

 

Old Professor: “With all the pronouns and things… I wouldn’t be surprised if people started identifying as talking fireballs…”

 

Mustached General: “Indeed… American cultural normalities are quite strange…”

 

Talking Fireball: “Uh… Is being a talking fireball weird? What I think is weirder is that you’re all humans…”

 

Talking Fireball: “Aaaanyway, the name’s Firey…”

 

Monomi: “Hey, hey! You also need a talent!”

 

Firey: “Oh, uh… I’m good at tasting peanut butter…? So… I guess my talent is being a peanut butter taster?”

 

Monomi: “Wait~! You need to put “Ultimate” at the start! That wayyy it’s an Ultimate talent~!”

 

Firey: “Oh, um… The name’s Firey, the Ultimate Peanut Butter Taster..?”

 

 

Firey: “That sounds… Really stupid…”

 

Firey: “Anyways, I’m here to save to save Leafy from this… uh… killing game…”

 

Firey: “I’m guessing there’s no recovery centres around here, huh?”

 

Yellow Astronaut: “Uhhhh… What’s a recovery centre?”

 

Firey: “Umm… Doesn’t matter. Just try not to pour water on me or I’ll die!”

 

Kel: “Is Orange Joe okay?”

 

Firey: “Uhh… I dunno what that is…”

 

Mustached General: “It appears there is a large cultural barrier between us.”

 

Mustached General: “But do not fear. I am Joseph Stalin, the Ultimate Saviour and I shall unite you all under one flag!”

 

 

Kel: (“...”)

 

Kel: (“Oh my God this Stalin roleplayer is real…”)

 

Kel: “Ummm… Are you actually like… The real Stalin..?”

 

Stalin: “Yes. I know I am a famous figure, but the reward this “Monomi” creature is offering is enough to make it valuable to save Gandhi.”

 

Stalin: “Besides, saving Gandhi may help in dismantling my capitalist British rivals…”

 

Kel: “Uhhh…. Gandhi’s alive too…?”

 

Kel: “Either I’m time travelling, or I drank wayyy too much Orange Joe…”

 

Yellow Astronaut: “Can you like… Stop brining up “Orange Joe”..?”

 

Stalin: “I would place my concerns on the talking fireball halfway across the room, not me, American boy.”

 

Yellow Kid: “So… You’re Stalin….”

 

Yellow Kid: “I think my dad doesn’t like you…”

 

Yellow Kid: “I get it though. You have such an ugly moustache!”

 

Stalin: “Dare you insult me, other American boy?”

 

Yellow Kid: “Yeah, I dare alright! The name’s Bart Simpson, Ultimate Kiss my Ass! I’m here to save my dad, Homer.”

 

 

Bart: “Though… Uh…. I’m only doing it cuz’ mom forced me to ....”

 

Yellow Astronaut: “Omg! We’re both like… Totally yellow!”

 

Bart: “Uhhh… Who are you?”

 

Yellow Astronaut: “I’m Yellow! Like, that’s my literal name! And I’m the Ultimate Co-Leader!”

 

 

Bart: “Uh huh…”

 

Yellow: “I hope we can all get along!

 

Bart: “I think she’s gonna get irritating pretty quickly…”

 

TALL SKELETON: “OHOHOHO! I THINK IT’S TIME I FINALLY INTRODUCED MYSELF!”

 

Bart: “Ugh… What’s up with this guy’s voice?!”

 

Kel: (“Hmmm… I dunno… It’s definitely rude to say it, but he does have a weird way of talking…. Not to mention he’s a literal skeleton… It’s the kind of thing you see in dreams…”)

 

Kel: (“Still… I get the feeling this guy is a bit silly, but not really a bad guy, unlike Stalin or the crab…”)

 

TALL SKELETON: “I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS, THE ULTIMATE ROYAL GUARD! I AM THE MOST ESTEEMED ROYAL GUARD IN ALL OF SNOWDIN…. OR…. WOULD BE…. IF THEY ACTUALLY HIRED ME…”

 

 

PAPYRUS: “STILL… I AM AN ASTOUNDING SPAGHETTOIRE! YOU WOULD FIND MY SPAGHETTI MOST DELICIOUS IF YOU HAD THE CHANCE…”

 

PAPYRUS: “BUT NOW… I’M ON A GREAT QUEST TO SAVE MY LAZYBONES BROTHER, SANS, FROM THE CLUTCHES OF EVIL!”

 

Kel: (“Haha… Yeah, this guy has a strong personality. He seems friendly though!”)

 

Kel: “Uh… I’m Kel… I don’t have a huge amount to say about myself… I like basketball and Orange Joe and I’m here to save my friend, Basil!”

 

Kel: “So…. I guess I’d be the Ultimate Orange Joe Drinker…? I mean, nobody else seems to drink it, so I guess I win by default!”

 

 

Firey: “You still haven’t explained what “Orange Joe” is…? Is it some kinda drink?”

 

Kel: “Yeah, it’s like orange juice but better! Waay better!”

 

Kel: “Good job guessing it first try! High-five?”

 

Firey: “Ehhh… I might set you on fire…”

 

Kel: “Oh, right… Whoops… Well hopefully we can get along…”

 

Crab in Suit: “Argargharghargh! I’d say it’s time I introduce myself..!”

 

Crab in Suit: “I’m Mr Krabs, the Ultimate MONEY!!!! I’m the owner of the Krusty Krab and number one lover of moneyyyy!”

 

 

Big Yellow Hat Guy: “Wahahaha! I love a bit of the money too!”

 

Big Yellow Hat Guy: “I’m Waaaario! Spelt “Wario”! I’m here to save Waluigi and maybe to rob a few banks while we’re at it! Wahahah! So I guess I’d be the Ultimate Bank Robber!”

 

 

Bart: “Heheh… So two of you guys are just in it for the cash. I can’t say I blame ya’!”

 

Kel: (“Everyone here seems really talkative… It’s kinda weird cuz I’m used to being the most talkative in any other group.”)

 

Bart: “So, anyone else gonna introduce themselves?!”

 

Old Professor: “Oh, how foolish of me not to introduce myself… How could I forget..?”

 

Old Professor: “My name is Professor ummm…. Oak? I’m an esteemed Pokémon researcher in the Kanto region, so that would make me the Ultimate Pokémon Researcher…”

 

 

Oak: “Uhh… Now what was my name again..?”

 

Bart: “Sir, I think you might be demented…”

 

Yellow: “OMG! You don’t just say that to random strangers on the street!”

 

Oak: “Hmmm… Bart might have a point! Perhaps a wild Alakazam used confusion on me!”

 

Policeman: “Hmmm… You are also from the Kanto region in Japan, correct, Oak?”

 

Oak: “Yes, I’m from….”

 

Oak: “Ummm… What’s the name again…?”

 

Oak: “Pallet Town! Yes! Pallet Town!”

 

Policeman: “I’ve never heard of it, but thank you for letting me know. I am unaware of what a Pokémon is, though I’m working on a case that applies exclusively to the Kanto Region.”

 

Oak: “Oh my, that sounds interesting… Is it to do with a Pokémon?”

 

Policeman: “I… I do not believe so… But anything is possible when you’re investigating a mystery which exceeds human understanding.”

 

Policeman: “I am Soichiro Yagami, Ultimate Investigator of the mysterious Kira case. That is… Apart from my own son, Light. He is the successor to the famous detective L and has been trapped in this killing game, most likely by someone with a connection to Kira…”

 

 

Soichiro: “Anyway, I hope we can cooperate. Who are you here to save, Oak?”

 

Oak: “Ah… Right… I’m here to save the famous Pokémon Trainer, um…What was his name again…? He is a master at using all Pokémon: from the small and weak Magkarp to the mighty Dragonite!”

 

Oak: “Oh, I remember! His name is Red! It was almost like I was a Slowbro using Amnesia just there!”

 

Yellow: “Whoa! I’m here to save someone called Red too! I don’t think he’s a “Pokémon Trainer”, though…”

 

Firey: “We’re really gonna struggle to understand each other… I mean… what the heck is a Pokémon?!”

 

Monomi: “Wha-wha-wha? But we still have one thing that lets us all understand each other! Something that brings us all together!”

 

Mr Krabs: “Monnnneeeeyyyy!”

 

Monomi: “I meant friendship! Putting money over friends is a big-no-no!”

 

Wario: “Wahahah! You’re right! Friends can make you lotsa’ money after all!”

 

Mr Krabs: “But money can make you lotsa’ friends too! Argargargargargh!”

 

Kel: “Uhhh…. Sure buddy…”

 

Bart: “Hey, it looks like two people still haven’t introduced themselves…”

 

Long Nose Man: “Hmmph….”

 

Long Nose Man: “Just call me Villager, I’m not engaging in this Ultimate Talent Nonsense…”

 

 

Villager: “Let me make this clear though….”

 

Villager: “I’m not here to free someone, but to arrest them…”

 

Kel: “You wanna take someone outta the killing game to arrest them..? That’s weird…”

 

PAPYRUS: “ARE YOU A MEMBER OF THE ROYAL GUARD, PERHAPS?”

 

Villager: “No… I’m more of a detective… I fight in the name of justice.”

 

Soichiro: “Ah, do you have any connection to the Kira case, perhaps?”

 

Villager: “No, the individual I wish to arrest is someone else. A murderer, and an arsonist…”

 

PAPYRUS: “THERE’S A MURDERER AMONGST THE PARTICIPANTS?! OH NO! I HOPE THEY’RE A FRIENDLY MURDERER!”

 

PAPYRUS: “...”

 

PAPYRUS: “OTHERWISE, SANS IS DEFINITELY IN DANGER AND NEEDS MY HELP…”

 

Bart: “Hey, there’s one other guy who hasn’t talked yet…”

 

White Cap Boy: “...”

 

Monomi: “Oh! That’s Guest! He doesn’t talk, but he’s very nice! I’m sure of it!”

 

 

Firey: “And how can you be sure?”

 

Monomi: “Well, he hasn’t said anything mean to me yet…”

 

PAPYRUS: “SOUNDS LIKE PERFECTLY GOOD EVIDENCE TO ME!”

 

Kel: “So… Uh… We should probably talk about where we are… Right…?”

 

Soichiro: “Yes… This seems to be a regular office, but…”

 

Villager: “Hmph… It has all these disgusting shades of pink…”

 

Wario: “Bah?! What kind of office is-a this..?”

 

Monomi: “Hey hey! This is Monomi HQ! I built it all myself and I couldn’t be prouder!”

 

Yellow: “Well, it looks kinda ugly…. Maybe you should use a bit of yellow and then it’ll be ✨Sparkling✨!

 

Monomi: “Yeah! That’s a good idea! Maybe I should!”

 

Mr Krabs: “If you’re gonna make it yellow, ya’ better not use gold! That money belongs to me!”

 

Firey: “Can you say something that’s not to do with money…?”

 

Mr Krabs: “I dunno! Argargargarg! I haven’t tried yet!”

 

PAPYRUS: “SO MONOMI…? WE’RE GONNA NEED TO COME UP WITH A GRAND PLAN, RIGHT?”

 

PAPYRUS: “HAVE YOU GOT ANY IDEAS OF HOW WE CAN FREE OUR FRIENDS?”

 

Monomi: “No, but that’s what the Monomi HQ is for!”

 

Stalin: “So. All we need is a plan, correct?”

 

Stalin: “If so…. I suggest that I should be the SUPREME LEADER of this rescue team!”

 

Kel: “Uhhhh… You’re Stalin, right…? I dunno if that’s a good idea…”

 

Bart: “Yeah! Eat my shorts, Stalin! We don’t need a leader!”

 

Bart: “We’re rebels, right?!”

 

Stalin: “Indeed. Rebels marching for a noble cause!”

 

Oak: “Now, now…. Perhaps we should be more sophisticated about this…”

 

Wario: “Yeah! Letsa’ getta’ buncha’ machine guns and blow up the killing game!”

 

Bart: “Now, that’s more my style, heheh…”

 

PAPYRUS: “BUT… WHERE WOULD WE GET A LOAD OF WEAPONS??”

 

PAPYRUS: “BESIDES…. I WAS THINKING OF SOMETHING MUCH MORE HEROIC…”

 

PAPYRUS: “IMAGINE THE GREAT PAPYRUS IN HIS HEROIC CAPE AND SWORD, RESCUING THE KILLING GAME PARTICIPANTS WITH HIS HEROIC SLASHES!”

 

PAPYRUS: “SLOWLY HE CORNERS THE VILLAINOUS MONOKUMA AND STRANGLES HIM WITH PASTA!”

 

PAPYRUS: “FINALLY…. HE SAVES HIS BROTHER SANS, WHO IS FOREVER IN HIS DEBT. HE THANKS HIM AND FINALLY DECIDES TO STOP BEING A LAZY BONES!”

 

Yellow: “Jeez! Stop with the roleplay! It’s getting kinda cringe!”

 

Monomi: “So… If you guys wanna get some weapons… Please check out the Monomi warehouse!”

 

Monomi: “There’s loads of fun stuff in there! But there isn’t anything for killing… Because killing is a big no-no!”

 

Villager: “So… There isn’t anything that could kill someone…”

 

Monomi: “No! Because killing is bad and wrong and-

 

Villager: “We get it….”

 

Villager: “Still… It is pathetic…. How can we threaten Monokuma without weaponry..?”

 

Soichiro: “We’ll just have to find another way around. Perhaps a non-violent rescue operation.”

 

Monomi: “Yes! That sounds perfect! Anyway, check out the warehouse for anything of interest!”

 

Kel: “Wait… Before we go… I just wanna ask something…”

 

Kel: “Where even are we?”

 

Monomi: “We’re on a place called Island #6! Monomi Island! I chose it because it’s close to the location of the killing game! And also because it has my name in it!”

 

Stalin: “What a lacking name. I would rather call it “Monomigrad”. Have you got any Gulags here? Any workers to do work for you? You are quite an advanced American robot after all…”

 

Monomi: “No no no! The rescue operation will just be the twelve of us!”

 

Guest: “...”

 

‘Monomi: “But doooon’t worry! I’m sure you’ll find something really cool in the warehouse!”

 

Kel: (“I hope we will… This rescue operation is looking kind of tough… Hopefully everyone will make it out okay…”)

Notes:

That's alll for now! I hope you enjoyed seeing the rescue team! Any thoughts on them?

Chapter 26: Chapter 3 [B] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

The main cast get into some leadership arguments again... How will they react to their new environment..?

~CHAPTER 26~

 

 

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

???: “...”

 

???: “... Steve…. Are you okay..?”

 

Steve: “.. Huh..?...”

 

Steve: “Noob… Is that you..?”

 

 

Noob: “... Yeah…”

 

Noob: “Everyone else has left….”

 

Noob: “But… I didn’t wanna leave you here, alone…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Ugh… Where are we?”

 

Steve looked around to find himself in some kind of grey-blue city with bright lights.

 

Steve: “This island… It looks like a city…”

 

Noob: “Yeah, I think it is… Much nicer than the last one, right…?”

 

Steve: “I mean… I’ve never been a huge fan of cities, but…”

 

Steve: “At least this one is empty, right..?”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “Maybe too empty….”

 

Noob: “There’s only twelve of us now….”

 

Steve: “Sorry….”

 

Steve: “I didn’t want to bring that up…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “Ugh… Sorry… I’ll try not to think about it…”

 

Steve: “If you don’t mind me asking, what’s going on with the others? Where’ve they gone..?”

 

Noob: “Uh… Apparently they’ve gone to the radio tower, at the centre of the island. I think they’re having a discussion… Maybe about Light and Red…”

 

Noob: “I-I’m not sure what they’re gonna do about them…”

 

Steve: “Okay… I guess we should get going… Right..?”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “I guess… It’s just that...”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “I-I’m scared….”

 

Noob: “I-I’m really scared one of us is gonna die…”

 

Noob: “I-I think this is the most scared I’ve ever been...”

 

Noob: “I-it just doesn’t feel as safe as back when…”

 

Noob: “Gundham was around…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “I dunno what I can say about that… But…”

 

Steve: “I promise I won’t let you die, Noob…”

 

Steve: “And promise that you… And also those hamsters… Are gonna make it out of here alive…”

 

Noob: “They aren’t just hamsters! They’re the Four Dark Devas of destruction!”

 

Noob: “Cham-P, Maga-Z, Jump-P and San-D”

 

Steve: “Uh… Sure… If you say so….”

 

Steve: (“I guess in a sort of way… As long as those hamsters are alive, they’ll remind Noob of Gundham and they’ll encourage him to keep going.”)

 

Steve: (“I think we all need to do this… We all need to keep going… Not just for Gundham’s sake but for everyone we’ve lost… Shrek, Kirby and even Spamton… They’d all want us to keep going!”)

 

Steve: (“A-actually… Maybe Spamton wouldn’t…”)

 

Steve and Noob moved to the radio tower, where they met everyone gathered around Light holding up a megaphone. They also found Waluigi and Squidward hunched up in a corner of the building with their arms crossed rebelliously.

 

Steve: (“What is Light doing? Is he still trying to gauge their sympathies..? I think he’s too far gone at this point…”)

 

Light projected his voice into the megaphone, causing it to become an aggressive bellow.

 

Light: “I may have done actions in the past that you all might not have supported, but I can tell that in secret, each of you support me!”

 

Steve heard some loud booing coming from Sans, Red and Homer.

 

Steve: (“Was… Did I hear Basil subtly booing or is that just me..?”)

 

Light: “I truly believe it is wrong to have me locked up… I believe you must ask yourselves…”

 

Light: “Is it righteous to jail and imprison someone who is purifying the world? Someone who will finally bring salvation to decent people and will punish the evil?”

 

Sans: “booooooo… the only one who should be getting punished is you…”

 

Squidward angrily snatched the megaphone from Light.

 

Squidward: “EVERYONE! I’M HERE TO MAKE AN IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!”

 

Squidward’s voice was deafeningly loud, to Steve’s surprise.

 

Sans: “you don’t need to shout into the megaphone, squidward…”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, we can hear you clearly by yourself…”

 

Squidward: “YES BUT THIS IS A VERY IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!”

 

Squidward: “LIGHT YAGAMI IS A MADMAN WHO CLAIMS TO BE ENJOYING SEEING US MURDER EACH OTHER! IF YOU STILL SUPPORT HIM, THEN YOU SHOULD REALLY BE QUESTIONING YOUR MATURITY!”

 

Squidward: “I BELIEVE WE SHOULD LOCK LIGHT UP! HOWEVER, WE SHOULD STILL PROVIDE HIM WITH FOOD, WHICH HE HIMSELF DID NOT PROVIDE TO HIS PRISONER!”

 

Squidward: “LET’S REMEMBER NOT TO STOOP DOWN TO THIS FOOLISH FANCYPANTS’ LEVEL!”

 

Light: “So… You wish to lock me up…? How interesting…”

 

Squidward threw away the megaphone and it broke with a loud thud.

 

Squidward: “From now on we aren’t going to have any more leaders! We are all going to work together without any of this nonsense!”

 

Sans: “wooo… anarchy!”

 

Squidward: “And also… I can’t believe I’m saying this, but…”

 

Squidward: “We are going to try to actually enjoy ourselves! This is something that I personally am not very good at… But… There seems to be a lot of stuff on this island for everyone except myself to enjoy!”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, there’s a life out there to enjoy, so enjoy it!”

 

Squidward: “Ahem…”

 

Squidward: “Ugh… My voice is getting hoarse… I should not have screamed that loudly into the megaphone…”

 

Squidward: “Can you do the talking, Waluigi…? I don’t know if I’m into this whole leadership thing…”

 

Squidward grumpily walked back to his corner and Waluigi took his place.

 

Steve: (“Squidward’s attitude towards Light has definitely changed. There used to be a strong sense of trust between him and Light, so when Light started revealing his true self, I wonder if he felt betrayed…”)

 

Waluigi: “Okay! It’s-a Waluigi time!”

 

Waluigi: “It’s-a me! Waluigi! The old leader! You guys wanna bring back the OG, huh?!”

 

Steve could hear some people shouting “Bring back ur mom” in the background, but Waluigi continued to do some slightly cringeworthy gang signs.

 

Steve: (“I guess people don’t really trust Waluigi anymore, now that we know he was lying about his talent…”)

 

Steve: (“Still, unlike Light, I don’t think Waluigi was lying for particularly malicious purposes....”)

 

Steve: (“I think he wanted to create an impression of himself as someone heroic…. That seems to be the kind of person he actually wants to be…”)

 

Waluigi: “Anyway, if Waluigi takes over, it’s paaaarttty time all around! I may be a villain, but I’m a hero at heart! Wahahaha!”

 

Waluigi: “So…. Is anyone cheering for Mista’ Waluigi, yo???”

 

Steve could maybe hear Basil vaguely chanting in the background. Steve tried to give some half-hearted cheering for Waluigi out of sympathy for him…

 

Steve: (“I guess… It must be kind of bad to have your reputation ruined by someone like Light… Still, I understand the caution around him… He is a bank robber after all…”)

 

Waluigi: “So everyone! Give me a Wah! A hah! A wah-hah-hah!”

 

Steve: (“Yeah there’s no way I’m doing that…”)

 

Waluigi: “No wahs?! Uhhh…”

 

Waluigi: “I don’t think people support me…”

 

Waluigi: “Eehhh, whatever… You can be the leader, Squidward…”

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Squidward: “Ugh…. Fine…..”

 

Waluigi: “Make ‘em do a chant or something!”

 

Squidward swapped positions with Waluigi once again.

 

Squidward: “Alright… Waluigi said he wants me to rally you guys…”

 

Squidward: “I’m meant to be a leader… Or something… So uhh…”

 

Squidward: “I guess… There was this move I learnt in the disco…”

 

Homer: “Squidward went to the disco?!”

 

Squidward: “Yeah… It was back when I was younger… Back in 2016 or whatever…”

 

Squidward: “Anyway, let me show you the move… I guess it might help us rally together or something…”

 

Squidward lifted his arm and dabbed. Sans dabbed back in response but everyone else just looked at him in bewilderment and confusion.

 

Sans: “whoa. dab it, my boy squiddy!”

 

Steve: (“Uhhh… Does Squidward realise how outdated dabbing is..?”)

 

Steve: (“I… Mean… I don’t expect him to be down with kids or anything… But he’s about the last person I expected to see dabbing…”)

 

Red: “What the hell r u doin squidward?”

 

Red: “Dabbing is cringe as hell jesus christ”

 

Squidward: “Ummm… Maybe this didn’t get quite the response I expected…”

 

Basil: “N-no! It’s fine! We just might need a different way to rally everyone!”

 

Gandhi: “Actually… I quite enjoyed seeing Squidward’s move.”

 

Gandhi: “I believe we should keep it as a sort of rally, as Waluigi himself said.”

 

Gandhi: “Allow me to imitate…”

 

Gandhi also dabbed, albeit fairly weakly and pathetically. Although Squidward’s dab was cringy enough, Steve couldn’t help but facepalm at Gandhi dabbing…

 

Waluigi: “So it looks like you guys are all down for dabbing as our rallying move!”

 

Waluigi: “Viva le Squidward!”

 

Red: “God no… just god no”

 

Red: “Id rather burn in a fire than dab for lord squidward”

 

Squidward: “Uhh… It’s okay… I don’t think I’m meant to be the leader…”

 

Trainer Red: “No… Keep it going…”

 

Trainer Red: “You’re the only one who the majority of us support…”

 

Trainer Red: “Unless…”

 

Trainer Red: “Perhaps Steve would like to offer?”

 

Steve: “M-me…? As leader..? I mean… I guess..?”

 

Steve: “I’m not really good with people…”

 

Trainer Red: “You say that… But is it really true..?”

 

Squidward: “Eh… You’re better with people than I am…”

 

Squidward: “I basically can’t put up with them…”

 

Gandhi: “I do believe that there is an ideal way to carry this out…”

 

Gandhi: “We can have a joint leadership between Squidward and Steve.”

 

Gandhi: “They do say that the best leaders are those who do not want to lead, after all…”

 

Sans: “hey… that doesn’t sound bad…”

 

Sans: “you guys down for it..?”

 

Steve: “I…. I guess…?”

 

Steve: “I… Mean… I don’t know how to lead people… But…”

 

Squidward: “Let’s just do it, Steve… I don’t want to either, but we’re the only adults that they support…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeahhh… Now that you guys know I’m not a the Ultimate Hero…”

 

Waluigi: “I can see how you guys wouldn’t want me to be the leader, wahahaha….”

 

Waluigi: “Still, I promise not to do any more bank robberies unless the government gets really corrupt!”

 

Homer: “But isn’t the government corrupt already? Weren’t they legalising pronouns or something?”

 

Sans: “i’m pretty sure pronouns have been legal since the “pronoun act of 42069bc”, homer…”

 

Homer: “I didn’t remember that… I think I was like a baby or something…”

 

Squidward: “You’re always like a baby, Homer…”

 

Sans: “d’aww… that’s so nice of you, squiddy pie!”

 

Gandhi: “Regardless of the “chit-chat”, it appears everything is sorted. We will have Squidward and Steve as our leaders.”

 

Leafy: “Ehhhh…. I’m not so sure about Steve…”

 

Homer: “Yeah, why don’t YOU do the leading, old man!”

 

Homer: “You’re the Ultimate Peacekeeper! If you led, I’m sure nobody would die!”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “To tell you the truth….”

 

Gandhi: “I have been trying to distance myself from the killing game…”

 

Gandhi: “I have been abstaining from important roles, such as leadership… And I’ve tried to distract myself with gadgety games….”

 

Gandhi: “I must say I feel a lot of resentment towards myself for already letting four of us die…”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Ah, Gandhi… I didn’t expect you to be such a coward…”

 

Gandhi: “..!”

 

Light: “My files certainly portray you as a braver person than this… What’s gotten into you..?”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “... It is difficult to lead people… When you see people dying around you….”

 

Gandhi: “.....”

 

Gandhi: “It makes me feel as though I have failed as a peacekeeper…”

 

Homer: “Awww! The dodgy old man’s actually just a widdle’ coward!”

 

Homer: “D’awww!”

 

Trainer Red lightly bonked Homer on the head.

 

Homer: “Doh…!”

 

Homer: “What was that for?!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “I believe I do not need to elaborate.”

 

Homer: “Grrr! This kid’s just hitting me for no reason!”

 

Steve: “Homer… All of us… We’re going through a lot…”

 

Steve: “I hope you can understand that…”

 

Homer: “Hmph… I don’t trust him…”

 

Homer: “He’s still just a dodgy old man!”

 

Steve: “We just need to do our best to work together and set those troubles aside, even if it’s difficult for all of us…”

 

Steve: “I think we’re going to have a look around the island. Once we’ve figured everything out here, then we can decide what kind of rules we’ll put in place.”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, that sounds fine.”

 

Sans: “hey… can we keep the rules a bit looser this time? light kinda ran like a totalitarian dictator after all.”

 

Squidward sighed

 

Squidward: “I guess, Sans…”

 

Squidward: “That doesn’t mean you can just run around causing whatever chaos you want though… We’re still going to be trying our best to prevent a killing…”

 

Steve: “Yeah. We might just not take as extreme measures as Light, but we’re still gonna make sure nobody dies while we’re here!”

 

Light: “Yeah good luck with that…”

 

Light chuckled to himself as he walked off.

 

Waluigi: “Uh… Weren’t you guys plannin’ to lock him up?!”

 

Leafy: “I can’t believe you’d just let him just walk off like that…”

 

Leafy: “Hmmm… Could you secretly be working with him, Steve?!”

 

Steve: “Uh… We’ll sort this out later… For now let’s focus on exploring the island…”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, he can’t do anything to us, since we’d know he’d be the killer…”

 

Gandhi: “Correct. Light is unlikely to commit to anything whilst he’s still our primary suspect.”

 

Gandhi: “That said, do not let your guard down around him, and if you find him around, you should report it to Squidward and Steve.”

 

Leafy: “Yeah that sounds good! That guy deserves to rot in a tiny loser chamber for his crimes!”

 

Squidward: “That sounds kind of extreme, but…. I can’t help but agree…”

 

Basil: “Alright then! Let’s get going..!”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! Let’s have loads of fun together, Baaaaaasil!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Leafy gave Basil some kind of look which Steve couldn’t quite determine if it was friendly glance or a glare.

 

Steve: (“I’m still kind of worried about them… Leafy better not get up to something dangerous… Especially now that we know Gundham isn’t the mastermind…”)

 

Steve: (“Though… Could Leafy’s hunch be right..? Could Basil actually be the one who locked us up here..?”)

 

Steve scratched his head.

 

Steve: (“No, that really doesn’t sound right… The mastermind can’t be Basil…”)

 

Steve: (“But if it’s not Basil… Who is it..?”)

 

Steve gazed around to look at everyone else around him.

 

Steve: (“Light isn’t here, but he does seem like the primary suspect…”)

 

Steve: (“He even said he was enjoying the game after all…”)

 

Steve: (“But despite that… He said he had a “different agenda” to Monokuma….”)

 

Steve: (“So… I wonder if it can actually be him…”)

 

Steve: (“I feel like any of the kids aren’t really possibilities… I can’t see Noob, Basil or Trainer Red pulling off this whole thing…”)

 

Steve: (“Hmm… Is anyone hiding anything from us…?”)

 

Steve: (“Could Sans have something sinister behind that smile? Could Gandhi have an agenda beyond merely peacekeeping..?”)

 

Steve: (“I-it’s really hard to tell… We already found out that Light had some dark secrets behind his average “rich boy” persona…”)

 

Squidward: “Steve… Everyone’s already gone already to search around the island…”

 

Squidward: “We should probably get going too…”

 

Steve: “Hm… Yeah, sorry, I was lost in thought…”

 

Squidward: “Oh…. Is this about the mastermind?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Yeah… Kinda…”

 

Squidward: “Right…”

 

Squidward: “To be honest…. I’m worried about it too…”

 

Squidward: “As soon as I heard there was a mastermind, I sorta wanted to slam my arms on a wall and scream “GET ME OUTTA HERE!”, but… at least they haven’t done anything to us yet…”

 

Steve: (“Hmmm… Squidward can be surprisingly good at raising his voice… Still, that’s not my concern here…”)

 

Steve: “I mean… How do you know they haven’t done anything to us yet?”

 

Steve: “Maybe it’s someone who’s pretending to be nice, but is actually subtly manipulating us into killing each other…”

 

Squidward: “Hmph… Yeah, that seems possible…”

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Squidward: “We’re not really raising each other’s spirits about this whole thing… Are we?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “No, I guess not…”

 

Squidward: “Eh… At least we’re not lying to ourselves that everything is sunshine and rainbows… Some of the islanders have a very active… imagination…”

 

Squidward: *Sigh*

 

Squidward: “Sorry, it’s just… Leafy’s attitude can be kind of insufferable sometimes…”

 

Squidward: “Don’t tell her I said that though, she’d probably tell me that we’re no longer friends and start hating me or something…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Squidward: “That’s what happened to you, right?”

 

Steve: “... Yeah….”

 

Squidward: “Honestly… Why do we have to be on an island full of such immature, loudmouthed idiots..?”

 

Steve: “I dunno… Maybe they thought it would help us kill each other…”

 

Squidward: “Well, it’s certainly raising my urge to kill!”

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Squidward: “Forget that I said that, haha…”

 

Steve: “Nah, it’s okay. You aren’t actually gonna kill someone, right?”

 

Squidward: “That’s not gonna happen… There are too many insane people who’d kill me first…”

 

Squidward: “Besides… This island life is pretty miserable, but there’s no way I’m letting everyone die just to get off of it!”

 

Steve: “Yeah, that’s fair. I don’t think I’m gonna kill anyone either…”

 

Steve: “I honestly don’t think I’ve even considered it…”

 

Squidward: “Oh, really..?”

 

Squidward: “I thought just about anyone would consider it, even if just for a second…”

 

Squidward: “Especially when there’s Homer around…”

 

Steve: (“Ouch… Homer really does have to put up with a lot of slander from Squidward.”)

 

Steve: (“I’d almost feel bad for him, if it didn’t just go over his head…”)

 

Steve: “Hm… I dunno why I’ve never even considered killing. Maybe it’s just that I don’t really have much of a life outside of the killing game…”

 

Squidward: “Oh… Me neither… I have to work at a fast food restaurant, and put up with these annoying neighbours all day…”

 

Steve: “But even still… You briefly considered killing to go back there…”

 

Squidward: “Huh…”

 

Steve: “I dunno… In a way I’m almost jealous of you.”

 

Steve: “This killing game has basically been basically the only socialisation I’ve got in a year…”

 

Squidward: “Trust me… You should not be jealous… If you had to put up with my neighbours… You’d want to live a life of silence!”

 

Steve: “Huh… I dunno, even if it’s annoying, it gives you some sort of reason to want to go home, right? Some sort of reason to want to live?”

 

Squidward: “It definitely gives me a reason to want to die… That’s for sure…”

 

Squidward: *Sigh*

 

Squidward: “Steve… You’ve still got to deal with Leafy, right?”

 

Steve: “Huh… Right… She’s still enemies with me…”

 

Squidward: “Yeah… I think you should probably try to make things up with her…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I guess… I dunno if it’d be easy though…”

 

Squidward: “Anyway, take these “Yoyle Berries”... Waluigi gave them to me…”

 

Squidward: “He said he found them in a capsule machine in the warehouse…”

 

Squidward: “They look like the kind of thing Leafy might be interested in.”

 

Squidward handed Steve some kind of purple container with berries inside. There was a strange warning written on it: “MAY TURN YOUR BODY INTO METAL”, but Steve dismissed it as some kind of joke.

 

Steve: “Oh, thanks Squidward! I didn’t think you’d give me a gift to help sort this out.”

 

Squidward: “Nah… This isn’t for your sake. I wasn’t gonna eat those weird berries from a capsule machine anyway… I think my taste is a bit more refined…”

 

Squidward: “So I might as well let you hand those to Leafy…”

 

Squidward: “It might stop her from being a nuisance and randomly accusing you, like what happened last trial…”

 

Steve: “Hm… Well thanks, anyway…”

 

Squidward: “Leafy’s probably gone off to the theme park. I think she’s that kinda person…”

 

Squidward: “It looked a little bit like “Glove World” from my town, but I’d rather die than go on one of those rides…”

 

Squidward: “Good luck anyway… Hope you don’t get forced onto a rollercoaster, haha…”

 

Squidward: “Thank God I’m not doing this since I hate heights…”

 

Squidward glumly walked off to the radio tower.

 

Steve: (“Alright, I guess I should get going. I’ve never been a huge fan of rides, but I might as well go. What is there to lose after all?”)

 

Steve: (“Plus, I can inspect if there’s anything dangerous in the theme park, I am a co-leader now, after all, so I should take note of anything dangerous.”)

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Right now, I'm considering making a sequel when this whole series is finished. I have some picture of a cast in mind, but do you guys have any recommendations for characters you might add?

Also, who do you see dying this chapter? Who will be the victim(s), and who will be the killer?

Chapter 27: Chapter 3 [C] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

I like trying to upload daily, so that might mean that the next few updates will be a bit smaller, since I've been pretty busy lately!

Either way, I hope you enjoy!

~CHAPTER 27~

 

 

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

After walking around for long enough Steve found a large hanging sign saying “LASER PARK” with flashing neon lights.

 

Steve: (“Yeah, I guess this is the place. I’m not really in the mood for a ride right now, but if they’ve got popcorn, I’m not gonna say no.”)

 

Soon enough, Steve met Gandhi near the entrance.

 

Gandhi: “Ah! Steve! You must be quite the ride enthusiast, to be visiting this place, no?”

 

Steve: “A-actually, not really…”

 

Steve: “I’m kind of just here to see if I can sort things out with Leafy. She seemed to think I’m her archnemesis after I rejected her offer to be BFF’s…”

 

Gandhi: “Excuse me, but what exactly is a “BFF”? Is this a romantic thing I don’t understand..?”

 

Steve: “Uhhh…? You think I’m going out with a leaf?”

 

Gandhi: “I do apologise. I am not down so much with the kids these days.”

 

Steve: ““BFF” is just Leafy’s weird way of saying “Best Friends Forever”...”

 

Steve: “She kind of forces it on you, but if you refuse, she’d probably snap you like a twig…”

 

Gandhi: “Ah, I see… That would not be good for keeping the peace of the island, would it..?”

 

Steve: “No… I don’t think so…”

 

Gandhi: “Very well… I am going to entertain myself with one of these joyful rides.”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm… ”THE NUCLEAR PIT OF DEATH!”. My, my, how interesting…”

 

Steve: “Uh…? Gandhi…? This is like, the second time you’ve indulged yourself in something nuke related…”

 

Gandhi: “Oh, I do apologise…”

 

Gandhi: “Although they are terrible weapons of destruction, one cannot help but be amazed at the sheer might and power of those weapons…”

 

Gandhi: “In a sense, having a weapon is very different from actually using it… If nuclear bombs are not actually used in harmful ways, they are actually quite effective at maintaining the peace…”

 

Steve: “Ummm… Sure..? If you say so….”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “Why do you look at me so strangely..? Having morbid interests is quite common, no?”

 

Gandhi: “It is no different to Death Metal, my personal favourite genre of music…”

 

Steve: “Y-you… Enjoy death metal?! I didn’t really expect that from the Ultimate Peacekeeper…”

 

Gandhi: “Yes… Once you ignore the lyrics… There is a beat that can only be described as “A Banger”, in contemporary terms…”

 

Gandhi: “And whilst Death Metal can be derogatory towards Hinduism and other religious affiliations, it is important to distinguish that there is a difference between reality and fiction.”

 

Gandhi: “The things that Death Metal singers often say can be quite different from what they actually believe…”

 

Steve: (“I mean… I guess he has a point, but still…”)

 

Steve: (“I’m pretty sure death metal singers mean what they’re talking about when they talk about drugs and anti-religion…”)

 

Steve: (“I probably shouldn’t tell him that though…”)

 

Steve: “Well… I hope you have fun on the… What was it called again..?”

 

Gandhi: “It was called “THE NUCLEAR PIT OF DEATH”.”

 

Steve: “Ah, okay… Enjoy..?”

 

Gandhi: “I’m certain I shall.”

 

Gandhi strolled off casually to the “NUCLEAR PIT OF DEATH”.

 

Steve: (“Gandhi’s interests are… Pretty weird, not gonna lie…. But still… It should be fine, as long as he can enjoy himself…”)

 

???: “aaaAAAAAAghhhhh!”

 

Steve: (“Huh? Did I hear someone screaming..?”)

 

Steve looked up to the ferris wheel, where he heard the screaming come from, and found a found something he didn't want to see… Leafy seemed to be hanging Basil from the ferris wheel... Steve looked anxiously at the sight in fear, realising that Basil would die if Leafy let go.

 

 

Steve walked closer to try and listen in on Leafy and Basil’s conversation.

 

Leafy: “Ahaha! Gotcha now, mastermind!”

 

Leafy: “Tell me all your secrets before you get the drop!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “a-agh….”

 

Steve: “You two, stop!”

 

Leafy: “Heh! It looks like the traitor’s back to try to stop me!”

 

Steve: “Just.. Put Basil back in the ferris wheel!”

 

Leafy: “No can do! He’s staying in place until he admits that he’s the mastermind!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Leafy: “Now tell me all your secrets, flower boy!”

 

Leafy: “I know there’s something evil behind your shaky smile!”

 

Leafy: “My motive said that there was something that you’re hiding from me, after all!”

 

Leafy: “Why doncha’ tell me… Before I make you go “Splat”!”

 

Steve: (“Jesus… This is pretty extreme… Even for Leafy…”)

 

Steve pressed the stop button on the ferris wheel, leaving Leafy and Basil suspended in the air.

 

Leafy: “Hey, what are you doing, traitor?!”

 

Leafy: “You’re clearly working with the mastermind!”

 

Steve: “Traitor..? Where did you get that idea from?!”

 

Leafy: “O-oh… Right… I wasn’t meant to say that… Haha…”

 

Steve: “Huh…? Do you know something that I don’t..?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! I got Basil to tell me his motive through a bit of peaceful convincing!”

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Steve: (“That might explain the bruises on Basil’s arms from earlier…”)

 

Leafy: “It said that one of you is a traitor!”

 

Leafy: “And I think it’s gotta be you! You’re working with Basil because he’s the mastermind!”

 

Steve: “C-calm down, Leafy! We don’t have time for this!”

 

Steve: “We need to stop arguing amongst ourselves and work together for once!”

 

Leafy: “Why should we work together when we’ve got a mastermind right here?”

 

Leafy: “I’m gonna free us from the killing game, right here and now!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “Go ahead… Drop me then…”

 

Leafy: “H-huh?”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “If you think it’ll make us get along better….”

 

Basil: “Then do it….”

 

Basil’s words for once felt sharp and manipulative, rather than fragile.

 

Steve: (“Is Basil trying to pull reverse psychology on Leafy…? Or… Does he genuinely want her to kill him…?”)

 

Steve: (“I feel like this isn’t my place to talk… But even still… This feels incredibly wrong…”)

 

Leafy: “Haha! Trying to trick me, are you?”

 

Leafy: “Well, I’m not believing it!”

 

Leafy: “I’m gonna show everyone right here and now that YOU are the mastermind, Basil!”

 

Leafy: “Any last words..?”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Leafy: “Alright… Then enjoy your last moments!”

 

Steve tried running below Leafy to catch Basil if she were to drop him. However, Leafy reacted to this by turning around and dropping Basil from the other side of the ferris wheel.

 

And Basil started to plummet downwards…

 

There was a look of terror on his face…

 

A look of acceptance, but also perhaps regret…

 

It only happened in a second, but to Steve it felt like a minute.

 

And yet there was nothing he could do…

 

 

 

 

 

Gandhi: “NOO!”

 

Gandhi swiftly leapt in and caught Basil, preventing him from falling onto the concrete.

 

Gandhi: “Leafy..! I am greatly disappointed in you…”

 

Gandhi: “You have committed such a vile act today, yet based merely on suspicions…”

 

Gandhi: “Do not even attempt to hurt Basil one more time…”

 

Gandhi: “There shall be a punishment awaiting for you…”

 

Gandhi spoke sharply and sternly, leaving Leafy with a disappointed look on her face.

 

Leafy: “B-but I was trying to kill the mastermind!”

 

Gandhi: “Do not defend yourself… You were acting on foolish instinct…”

 

Steve: “I don’t know what Basil is hiding from us… But it’s certainly not that he’s the mastermind…”

 

Steve: “Leafy… You need to think before you do something like that again….”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “Ugh… Sorry Gandhi….”

 

Gandhi: “Apologise to Steve too… You just attempted to murder a boy who is most likely innocent.”

 

Leafy: “Fiiiiiinnnne… Sorry Steve….”

 

Leafy: “Can you press the button and let me go, now..?”

 

Steve nudged Gandhi as if to ask him what was going to be done about Leafy.

 

Gandhi: “I apologise, but we will keep you up in the ferris wheel, though just for a day.”

 

Gandhi: “I hope it should give you some time to reflect on your actions…”

 

Leafy: “Uuuuuuughhhhh…..”

 

Leafy: “If I say sorry will you let me go again?”

 

Gandhi: “No…”

 

Leafy: “Uuuughhh…”

 

Leafy: “Just keep an eye out on Basil, okay! Make sure he doesn’t kill anyone!”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “Or himself!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Steve: (“Leafy… I think you’re being a bit too blunt about Basil’s mental health problems…”)

 

Steve: (“I honestly feel really bad that Basil has to endure all of this…”)

 

Steve: (“But also… I can’t help but feel that Leafy can just be really naive sometimes…”)

 

Steve: (“Unlike Light, I don’t think she’s actually evil… She’s just relying on her gut way too much…”)

 

Steve: (“Maybe if I can improve my relations with Leafy… I can probably prove to her that Basil isn’t a bad person, let alone the mastermind…”)

 

Steve: (“Still… Not being enemies with Leafy is actually kinda tricky… At what point do you just have to do everything she wants..?”)

 

Steve: “Hey… Leafy…”

 

Leafy: “Huh?!”

 

Steve: “I just wanna make this clear… Maybe we aren’t best friends, but we aren’t exactly enemies either...”

 

Leafy: “What are you trying to tell me, traitor?!”

 

Leafy: “Hahahah! I’m not falling for any of your tricks!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Look, I feel kind of bad for you… Leaving you up there…”

 

Steve: “But at the same time… I can’t help but feel angry that you tried to murder Basil…”

 

Leafy: “Hmph…”

 

Steve: “You probably need something to eat… Right?”

 

Steve pulled out his berry container.

 

Leafy: “Oh my tree! Are those yoyle berries?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, they are. I thought you might want something like these…”

 

Steve: “Plus… I don’t want you to just go hungry…”

 

Steve: “So, here, take them.”

 

Steve tossed up the yoyle berries, hoping that Leafy would catch them.

 

Leafy caught them quickly in her arms.

 

Leafy: “Snatch!”

 

Leafy: “Nice throw, Steve!”

 

Steve: (“Oh… She complimented me… I guess things are at least somewhat sorted out after all..?”)

 

Leafy: “Where’d you get a throw like that?”

 

Steve: “Oh, right… I did some archery practice…”

 

Steve: “I’ve had to defend my home from zombies and skeletons in the past…”

 

Leafy: “Oh, sounds chaotic…”

 

Leafy: “Alright! Good luck out there Steve!”

 

Leafy: “Now I’m starting to think you aren’t the traitor, after giving me such a cool gift!”

 

Steve: (“Wow… Leafy can be kind of simpleminded sometimes…. It’s slightly confusing… Her attitude towards people just changes so quickly…”)

 

Leafy: “Haha, sorry for getting caught up in that mess..!”

 

Steve: “Yeah… I guess I’ll get going now… I’ve got plenty of other things to check out.”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Steve started walking off, but paused as he noticed Leafy looking troubled.

 

Steve: “Huh…? Is something up?”

 

Leafy: “Nah… I’m just thinking of who the actual mastermind might be if it’s not you or Basil…”

 

Steve: “Huh… I’m not really sure either…”

 

Leafy: “Well… Whoever it is… I’m gonna punch their eyeballs out!”

 

Leafy: “With a knife!”

 

Leafy stuffed her face full of berries as she said that.

 

Steve: “Uh… I don’t think you can punch someone with a knife, Leafy…”

 

Leafy: “Oh, dang it!”

 

Leafy: “I’ll need to think of a different strategy… Grrrrr…!”

 

Steve: “Uh, okay… See you…”

 

Steve: (“I hope Leafy doesn’t come to any other wild conclusions about the mastermind… Or else someone innocent is in danger…”)

 

Steve: (“For now, I should focus on visiting the other areas of this island, however… I’ve definitely got enough time to do so…”)

 

Steve: (“I should probably check the pharmacy next… There could be something dangerous in there that I should take note of.”

Notes:

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! We'll be voting for free time events next chapter, but it might not be for who you might expect! :)

Chapter 28: Chapter 3 [D] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

Another shorter chapter with a bit of goofing around and character interactions as they explore the new city. Hope you enjoy!

~CHAPTER 28~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

Steve left the theme park for the pharmacy. He found a bright white building with a green cross at the top.

 

Steve: (“Hm… This has to be the pharmacy. Guess I’ll go inside…”)

 

???: “Whoa! That’s a lotta drugs…”

 

Steve: “Huh? Homer..? Is that you?”

 

Homer: “Whoa! Steve! Look at all the drugs…”

 

Homer: “I wonder how much ya’ could sell them for…”

 

Steve: “Um… Why are you so interested, Homer?”

 

Steve: “I didn’t take you to be some kind of chemist…”

 

Homer: “Oh, nah, what’s a chemist?”

 

Steve: “Someone who works in the field of chemistry…”

 

Homer: “Oh… Chemistry is for nerds….”

 

Steve: “Then… Why were you interested in all these medicines and drugs?”

 

Homer: “Ya’ know those guys on the streets?”

 

Steve: “Huh..?”

 

Homer: “The ones with the hoods and stuff?”

 

Steve: “Uh… I can see where this is going…”

 

Homer: “The ones that say they’re “from the ends, blud”?”

 

Steve: (“Uh oh…”)

 

Homer: “And ya’ see how rich they get..?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Homer: “Well, I dunno how much my wife, or my neighbour Ned would approve… But, soon enough, I’m gonna be the richest guy in town!”

 

Steve: “You’re gonna be dealing drugs…?”

 

Steve: (“I shouldn’t have even asked…”)

 

Homer: “Yeah! And I’m gonna get richer than all of you! Just you wait! Now my “fam” is gonna be rollin’ in the cash!”

 

Steve: “Uh… Just one problem, Homer…”

 

Homer: “Huh? Are you gonna tell me it’s illegal…?”

 

Homer: “Well… Not in America! I see people do it all the time! I’ve met plenty of drug dealers, and only a few of them are in jail!”

 

Steve: (“Right… “Not illegal”, of course…”)

 

Homer: “And the other ones are uh… Dead, of course…”

 

Steve: “Well… I don’t think you can sell any of this stuff on the streets… It’s all like… Mild antidepressants at best, but nothing addictive or even dangerous unless overdosed…”

 

Steve took a glance around the pharmacy shelves. There definitely didn’t seem to be anything illegal or addictive around.

 

Steve: (“Maybe Monokuma even has his standards when it comes to this pharmacy…”)

 

Homer: “D’aww…. Then what am I supposed to sell…?”

 

Steve: “Maybe… Just don’t sell random drugs to people, Homer? I don’t think they’ll want it, anyway…”

 

Steve: (“Especially not from you…”)

 

Homer: “Huh? Do you think so?”

 

Steve: “Yeeeahhh.. I think we have enough illegal activity running around. We’re in a killing game for God’s skae and drugs aren’t gonna help…”

 

Homer: “Oooh…! I think I found something interesting! I mean, just look at the warning sign on it…”

 

Homer: “It’s like it’s tryina’ say: “WARNING! HOMER WILL GET REALLY RICH IF HE GETS HIS SWEATY HANDS ON THIS!”, heheh…”

 

Homer lifted up a bottle of cyanide pills.

 

 

Steve: (“Okay… Forget Monokuma’s standards… What the hell is cyanide doing here?!)

 

Homer: “Hehehe… I’m gonna be like the Walter guy…”

 

Steve: (“Why do I really not want to know Homer’s idea…?”)

 

Steve: “I don’t think that’s addictive, Homer… Just deadly…”

 

Homer: “Well… Not if I put it in donuts or beer! Donuts and beer are addictive after all, which is all you want with a drug, right?”

 

Steve: “Why not just sell donuts and beer without the CYANIDE then, Homer…?”

 

Homer: “Hahaha! Cuz’ then I’d just be donut dealing…”

 

Homer: “And all the donut dealers I know are just poor lookin’ guys with two hairs left on their heads….”

 

Homer: “But when I put this baby in the donuts, all my customers will love them!”

 

Steve: “All your customers would be dead, Homer. All of your customers would be dead…”

 

Homer: “Nonseeeense! I’m sure this stuff is perfectly fine!”

 

Homer: “Well… Unless ya’ get addicted, but if phones are legal, then this should be too!”

 

Steve: “Give me the cyanide, now, Homer!”

 

Homer: “Woo-hoo! I’ve already got my first customer!”

 

Homer: “Soon enough, I’ll be a billionaire! Then I’ll be living the real American dream!”

 

Steve: “I said… Give me the cyanide, Homer…”

 

Homer: “Nuh-uh! You’re gonna have to pay for it!”

 

Steve tried to snatch the cyanide from Homer’s hands but he ran away gleefully.

 

Steve: (“I better make sure to warn everyone about him… I’ll feel like an idiot if we all end up dying from Homer’s cyanide donuts….”)

 

Steve: (“I should probably get to checking out another building. There’s still a decent bit of time before night.”)

 

Steve: (“I guess the warehouse might not be a bad idea. I heard there was a capsule machine there, and maybe there’ll be some money lying around so I can take that cyanide off of Homer’s hands…”)

 

Steve left for the warehouse. He found the large, industrial building at the right-end of the island. It obstructed the relatively warm tropical sky with its imposing steel walls.

 

Steve: (“Whelp. This is definitely the place. It almost looks kind of threatening. I hope there isn’t anything too dangerous in here…”)

 

Inside felt like a metallic jungle of old, rusty equipment, as well as some newer looking equipment. There were also many old machines and cranes lying around, but they mostly looked out of order.

 

Trainer Red: “This place is pretty huge, huh?”

 

Steve: “Hmmm, yeah…”

 

Trainer Red: “I wonder if there’s anything useful around?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, me too… There seems to be a capsule machine. I wonder if we could break it…”

 

Red: “Nope not possible”

 

Steve: “Huh..? I didn’t realise you were there…”

 

Red: “Cmon im not that short”

 

Red:”Like rly”

 

Steve: (“Three foot six is kinda short, but that’s probably a touchy subject for Red…”)

 

Steve: (“He might kill me if I said that…”)

 

Red: “Anyway monokuma said u cant mess with the machine so cope”

 

Red: “Said it was some special monomono machine or some crap like that”

 

Red: “If u wanna use it or gonna need these things called monocoins”

 

Trainer Red: “Oh… So that’s what the bear-faced coins are for…”

 

Steve: “Huh? You guys found bear-faced coins?”

 

Trainer Red: “Yeah, there were a few lying around in the warehouse, but I think Waluigi took the bulk of them.”

 

Red: “I got three but im not givin any away to you suckers”

 

Trainer Red: “Ugh… Why do we share the same name…?”

 

Red: “Hey finders keepers yknow”

 

Red: “Ehehehe…”

 

Steve: (“I can’t quite tell if it’s intentional or not… But Red’s laugh always feels kinda creepy… It definitely feels especially off when he uses his casual, laid-back tone of speaking…”)

 

Steve: (“It definitely reminds me if what Red did last trial….”)

 

Steve: (“Once again he contributed to a murder… This time, the motive was a lot stricter, and it isn’t exactly his fault altogether, as he was manipulated into thinking Gundham was the mastermind…”)

 

Steve: (“But still… I can’t help but feel a bit of anger when I look at him… Especially when he talks so casually like that…”)

 

Red: “Huh? Somethin caught ya up?”

 

Red: “I guess you think im evil or smth for not sharing coins”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Red: “I mean fair but we arent communists”

 

Trainer Red: “Hey, don’t worry. You can have one of mine Steve. I have two after all.”

 

Steve: “T-thanks…”

 

Steve stuck the coin into the rusty machine and got an impressively ornate clarinet.

 

Steve: “This is surprisingly intricate looking…”

 

Red: “How did that even fit into the capsule lol”

 

Steve: “Honestly… I’m not even sure…”

 

Red: “Well it looks pretty wack but theres no way im takin that off ur hands”

 

Red: “Looks like old people crap”

 

Steve: “I don’t really know how to play, but I guess I might give it to Squidward… He is the Ultimate Clarinet Player after all….”

 

Steve: “He did give me some berries to hand to Leafy… So I guess it’d be right to gift him this after all…”

 

Red: “Awww… the new leaders are bein so lovey dovey”

 

Red: “Almost makin certain another killin aint gonna happen”

 

Steve: “Y-yeah… Is there something wrong with that…?”

 

Red: “Ehehehe…. Get yer’ guard up, or else yer’ fried…”

 

Red: “Once the motive gets announced… I’m pretty certain one of ya’s’ prolly’ gonna at least try to kill another…”

 

Red: “Might’ be me, might not, but still… Ya’ gotta keep yer’ guard up…”

 

Red: “Especially when Light’s runnin’ about like a lunatic…”

 

Steve: “Hmmm… I guess you do have a point…”

 

Steve: “Red…? Do you mind if I ask you a question…?”

 

Red: “Sure… Fire away…”

 

Steve: “Do you really still think it’s a good idea to kill someone…”

 

Steve: “Especially after everything we’ve been through..?”

 

Red: “Ehehehe… Yeah… There’s always a reason to kill someone…”

 

Red: “People have their motives… And those motives… They only get stronger after Monokuma’s ones come into play…”

 

Red: “I ain’t sayin’ you should forgive anyone who’s a killer. Ain’t no way in hell you should do that…”

 

Red: “But what I’m sayin’ is cuz people kill in this game cuz they’re humans, not cuz they aren’t…”

 

Red: “An’ I guess humanity is a bit screwed up like that, y’know…?”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Well… I dunno if Light’s really human… He doesn’t always act like it…”

 

Red: “Whatever he is, he's dead to me.”

 

Steve: (“Hmm… Although I really can’t appreciate Red as a person, I won’t lie that some of things he says are sort of true…”)

 

Steve: (“In Gundham’s case, he really did kill for his friend, and sometimes I wonder if I’d do the same…”)

 

Steve: (“If I had any friends, that is…”)

 

Steve: “...”

 

Red: “Hey, maybe I should stop splittin nonsense, I dunno…”

 

Red: “It’s prolly a lot to put up with me, ehehehe…”

 

Steve: “Red… It felt like, for just a second I was starting to understand you…”

 

Steve: “It felt like for a second, I wanted you to escape too, and I wanted you to make it out of here just fine…”

 

Red: “Heh. I dunno what’s wrong with ya’... Wanting to forgive me an’ all…”

 

Red: “Like I frickin’ killed Kirby and then felt no remorse!-

 

As if on cue, Trainer Red interrupted the conversation before Red started talking about their dead friends.

 

Trainer Red: “Oh..! Is that a Pokéball?”

 

Red: “Wth is a pokeball”

 

Steve: “I mean… It has to be related to Trainer Red’s talent, right?”

 

Red: “Nah that pokemon stuff is fraud and you know it”

 

Red: “That guys just some lousy impostor”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “I can hear you, you know?”

 

Trainer Red: “Anyway… I want to see if there’s something inside the ball.”

 

Trainer Red pressed a button on the ball and a strange purple blob with a smiley face popped out.

 

 

Red: “Wth is that”

 

Trainer Red: “This is a Pokémon. More specifically, Ditto.”

 

Trainer Red: “It’s not the strongest Pokémon around, but it is quite advantageous to have it here.”

 

Red: “Why it just looks like some ugly purple blob”

 

Red: “Like if you just threw some grapes into the grinder and stuck a smiley face on”

 

Ditto: “Di…tto!!”

 

Ditto started to change its form, becoming more and more circular and eventually gaining legs, until it looked almost exactly like Red.

 

Red: “Now that is just weird”

 

Steve: “Now we’ve got three Reds among us, haha!”

 

Red: “And this one’s clearly the impostor”

 

Ditto: “Diiiitoo!”

 

Trainer Red: “Anyway… It tends to copy its opponent when agitated. He must’ve transformed into you because he was provoked.”

 

 

Steve: “That’s interesting… I can imagine there’s a lot of potential in something like that..”

 

Trainer Red: “Indeed… Ditto is particularly valuable because it can breed with any other Pokémon due to its transforming abilities. It is unfortunate that so many end up being forced into farms as a result, but nonetheless, Ditto is a very valuable Pokémon…”

 

Red: “Uhhhh”

 

Red: “Can it breed with humans??”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “I don’t think I want to answer that question…”

 

Red: “Wtf”

 

Steve: “Red… You really didn’t have to bring that up…”

 

Steve: “So, are all Pokémon like this…? Are they all these blobby things, with transforming abilities?”

 

Trainer Red: “No… Ditto is actually a synthetic Pokémon… It was created by humans in a laboratory…”

 

Trainer Red: “Initially, it was considered nothing more than a by-product of other experiments, but eventually people found it invaluable due to its breeding abilities.”

 

Ditto: “Di-tooo!”

 

Ditto transformed back into its natural, blobby state.

 

Trainer Red: “It really is the pinnacle of modern science.”

 

Steve: “That’s pretty cool. You must be pretty happy to have a Pokémon with such a special ability, right?”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes. Ditto might have an important role in helping us escape…”

 

Steve: “It could help us escape…? How so..?”

 

Trainer Red: “Well… Ditto’s imitation abilities might expose something about the mastermind…”

 

Trainer Red: “For example….”

 

Trainer Red: “If the mastermind was secretly non-organic, Ditto wouldn’t be able to imitate them.”

 

Steve: “I see… That’s interesting…”

 

Red: “U rly think the mastermind is a robot or smth?”

 

Trainer Red: “Well, it is worth considering. Monokuma is a highly advanced and seemingly organic machine after all… It would be no surprise if the mastermind were to be the same.”

 

Steve: “I see… Wouldn’t we have to provoke Ditto though for him to copy us… I don’t really want to get on that little blobby’s bad side.”

 

Trainer Red: “I suppose…That is understandable.”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “I wouldn’t wish to upset my Pokémon, either.”

 

Trainer Red: “Speaking of which…”

 

Trainer Red: “We have been referring to this Ditto as “Ditto” the entire time…”

 

Trainer Red: “We should probably give them some kind of name…”

 

Ditto: “Ditto!!”

 

Steve: “Yeah, that’s understandable… It would be pretty weird to just call a dog “dog” after all…”

 

Red: “Ngl thatd be kinda based”

 

Trainer Red: “Well…Does anyone have any suggestions for names?”

 

Red: “Maybe we should call him red lol”

 

Red: “Then thered be three of us”

 

Steve: “I… Don’t think that’s a good idea…”

 

Red: “Aight ok how bout baby gangsta”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “That sort of name is actually relatively common for trainers to choose, but it feels like a mockery of the pokemon.”

 

Red: “Ur always so boring jesus christ”

 

Steve: “I dunno… How about something simple, like Blobby…?”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Steve: “O-Or maybe that’s just be kind of stupid…”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “I LOVE IT!”

 

Steve: (“Wow… I actually got Trainer Red to be enthusiastic for once… That’s something new…”)

 

Trainer Red looked at his new companion.

 

Trainer Red: “What do you think, Blobby?”

 

Blobby: “Ditto!”

 

Red: “is he tryina say he just wants to be called ditto”

 

Trainer Red: “No. Most Pokémon can only speak their species’ name. It’s a kind of weird adaptation made from interaction with humans that say their species name a lot…”

 

Red: “That sounds like pseudoscience”

 

Red: “Could ur talent be fake after all mr pokemon pseudoscientist??”

 

Steve: (“Two of us are lying about our talent, according to my motive card,,, Does Red actually have a point..?”)

 

Steve: (“No… I should try not to think about that…”)

 

Red: “Aight have fun having sex with ur little slime blob im off”

 

Trainer Red: “Goodbye, Red.”

 

Red stepped out of the warehouse, as if he didn’t have a care in the world.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “I hope he’s not up to anything suspicious…”

 

Steve: “Don’t worry, he’s probably just going to bed.”

 

Steve: (“That said, I do understand Trainer Red scepticism. He has taken part in not one, but two murder plans after all…”)

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Steve: “Huh? Is something wrong?”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “I… Don’t think it’s anything important…”

 

Trainer Red: “I’ll get going now… I think it’s too late…”

 

Steve: “Umm… Okay…”

 

Steve: (“It definitely sounded like Trainer Red had something to say, but his reserved nature must’ve held him back. It is understandable though… You can’t just go around trusting others in this kind of situation…”)

 

Steve left the warehouse and went towards the apartments. The apartments looked serviceable, but not particularly fantastic. Eventually, Steve found a door with his name on it, and opened the door to go to sleep.

 

Steve: (“Alright… I have to admit… I’m not huge on the ugly brown colours of the apartments… But at least the bed is comfortable enough…”)

 

Steve: (“If it wasn’t… It would be kind of hard to sleep here… The killing game is really getting to me…”)

 

Steve: (“How long will it be until one of us kills another…? And next time, will I be the victim…?”)

 

Steve: (“The locks on these buildings look kind of faulty… It seems like it’d be possible for someone to just break through and kill me, without leaving any evidence behind…”)

 

Steve: (“That’s kind of terrifying to think about…”)

 

Steve: (“Uuughhh… How am I supposed to sleep thinking like this….”)

 

Steve: (“I have a feeling it’s going to be a while before I fall asleep…”)

Notes:

Homer's breaking dad arc is probably one of the stupidest things I've done in this fangan.

Anyway, vote for who you want to get free times next chapter! However, for the first time (And probably the last), you won't be voting on the main cast for free times, but instead for who KEL gets to have free time events with in the rescue team! Pick your choices here! https://strawpoll.com/bVg8omQV3nY

Also, we finally hit 100,000 words! Hooray! Cheers to 100,000 more!

Chapter 29: Chapter 3 [E] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

Alright, new chapter's out! Prepare for some silly shenanigans with the rescue team as well as Kel being a gamer.

~CHAPTER 29~

Rescue Gang

Villager (Minecraft)

Stalin (Real Life)

Guest (Roblox)

Mr Krabs (SpongebobSquarepants)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Yellow (Among Us)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Light’s Dad (Death Note)

Wario (Super Mario)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

Bart Simpson (The Simpsons)

 

 

 

Kel had followed everyone else into giant pink building filled with random items and memorabilia

 

Kel: “So this must be “Monomi Warehouse”, huh?”

 

PAPYRUS: “YES… I BELIEVE WE HAVE ARRIVED, NYEHEHEHE!”

 

Wario: “Ahahaha! You’re always trying to act like some kinda cartoon villain!”

 

Villager: “Speak for yourself…”

 

Wario: “Hey!”

 

Firey: “Guys, let’s calm down and look at the stuff in here…”

 

Oak: “Yes… Is there anything we can use for our invasion against the Monokuma!”

 

Kel: “Yeah… I’m looking…”

 

Kel: “Oooh, is that a basketball!”

 

Mr Krabs: “Ye’ must be crazy me’ boyo! Ye’ can’t just take down a killing game with a basketball! Argargargargargh!”

 

Kel: “Yeah…. I have a good shot, but you’re probably right…”

 

Soichiro: “Then, perhaps you could use this shot-put ball. I’m hardly calling it the most efficient weapon… But considering how Monomi had a strict “No Weapons” policy… It’s probably the best thing we can find…”

 

Kel: “Hmmm, yeah! Lemme see.”

 

Kel tried to pick up the shot-put ball off of Soichiro’s hands.

 

Kel: “This… Is… Way too heavy… Argh…!”

 

Guest: “...”

 

Stalin: “Foolish American… You constantly talk about your abilities in sports, but you fail instantly when it comes to real weaponry!”

 

Bart: “Hey, let me try! I’m sure I can lift the ball, unlike that loser.”

 

Kel: “Eeeehhh.. Okay…. Here you go…”

 

Kel dropped the shot-put ball near his feet and Bart picked it up.

 

Bart: “Okay…. Never mind…. This is…. Way…. Too heavy….”

 

Bart: “But…. Hey…! Watch my throw…!”

 

Bart threw the shot-put ball onto Stalin’s face.

 

Stalin: “Agh! You imbecile! How dare you disrespect your leader like this?!”

 

Kel: “Was that… On purpose…?”

 

Bart: “Heheh… Sure was!”

 

Wario: “Wario thinks you’ve got guts, doing that to a communist dictator!”

 

Kel: “Still, we probably shouldn’t be fighting… I don’t think it’s a good idea, haha…”

 

Papyrus picked up some kind of toy lightsaber.

 

PAPYRUS: “AT LAST, I HAVE FOUND MY MIGHTY WEAPON! NOW I AM UNSTOPPABLE AGAINST THE FORCES OF EVIL! NYEHEHEHE!”

 

Yellow: “Omg, like stop overreacting, Skeletor…”

 

PAPYRUS: “SKELETOR? IS THIS SOME KIND OF HUMAN COMPLEMENT? I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AM FLATTERED!”

 

Yellow: “Uh, huh?”

 

Firey: “Why is he so weird…?”

 

Wario: “Oh well, he’s a “Spaghettoire”, right?! That means at least we have someone around to make us spaghetti!”

 

Wario: “Hehehe, lotsa spaghetti!”

 

PAPYRUS: “YES, LOTS OF SPAGHETTI INDEED! IF YOU’RE EVER FAMISHED AND IN NEED OF SOMETHING FRESH AND COOL, I SHALL COME TO THE RESCUE!”

 

Mr Krabs: “But ya’ can’t make Krabby Patties, can you? Argargarg! That’s something me’ employees can do that you can’t!”

 

PAPYRUS: “WELL, WELL, WELL… IT SEEMS YOU HAVE BESTED ME, FOR NOW…. SOMEDAY I SHALL LEARN TO MAKE THESE “KRABBY PATTIES” MYSELF…”

 

PAPYRUS: “I SHALL BECOME THE BEST CHEF NOT JUST IN SNOWDIN, BUT IN THE WORLD! NYEHEHEHE!”

 

Oak: “Hmm… Could this “Krabby Patty” be made from the delicious Pokémon known as “Krabby”? If so… I definitely have to try it..!”

 

Mr Krabs glared at the old professor, looking slightly offended.

 

Kel: (“Haha… He probably shouldn’t bring up eating crabs right beside a walking, talking crab…”)

 

Soichiro: “Be quiet for a second. I believe the boy with the cap found something…”

 

The boy in the cap was staring at a vent in the warehouse.

 

 

Firey went up to the vent and sniffed it.

 

Firey: “Hmm… Smells weird… It’s old and rusty and stuff… It wouldn’t be nice if you had claustrophobia…”

 

Kel: “Don’t worry guys! If there’s any spiders in there, I can deal with them!”

 

Yellow: “Hmmmm….”

 

Yellow: “That vent could be like… A hidden exit, right??”

 

Soichiro: “Considering this is Island #6, it is possible that the vent might lead to another island, such as #5 or #4….”

 

Bart: “Hehe… If ya’ want me to crawl in there, I’m up to it…”

 

Bart: “But don’t be surprised if I find some spider buddies to throw in Stalin’s face! Haha…”

 

Stalin: “Silence, you filthy pig. I’m not afraid of spiders!”

 

Bart: “Hehe… We’ll see about that…”

 

Villager: “...”

 

Villager: “I… Wouldn’t act so quickly….”

 

Bart: “Huh? You siding with the moustache man?”

 

Villager: “No… It’s just that we need to make preparations before we arrive at our destination.”

 

Villager: “It’d be foolish to enter a kidnapper’s lair unarmed.”

 

Soichiro: “He does have a point…”

 

Firey: “But… Didn’t that rabbit say that there’s no weapons in this warehouse…”

 

Guest nodded in agreement.

 

Villager: “However, that doesn’t mean that we can’t just make some makeshift weaponry…”

 

PAPYRUS: “MAKESHIFT WEAPONRY…? NYEHEHEHE! WHAT A CRAFTY AND DEVIOUS IDEA! I LIKE IT!”

 

Wario: “So… Ya’ got any suggestions, guys?”

 

Kel: “Well… There’s some shot-put balls, right?”

 

Kel: “Maybe we could make some kind of shot-put ballista?”

 

Mr Krabs: “That’s a wild idea ye’ got there boyo…”

 

Stalin: “If we had an engineer in our midst, perhaps it would be feasible, but without one… The suggestion is foolish… and American!”

 

Kel: (“And American…?”)

 

Yellow: “So… Any other suggestions..?”

 

PAPYRUS: “PERHAPS WE CAN USE OUR GREAT COURAGE AND JUSTICE TO OVERCOME OUR OPPONENTS!”

 

Kel: “Yeah! Papyrus has a point!”

 

Bart: “You can’t use “courage” as a weapon! That idea’s dumb as my dad!”

 

Bart: “How about using Monomi as a battering ram instead?”

 

Kel: (“Is it just me or do I hear high-pitched squeals in the distance..?”)

 

Guest nodded, as if reading Kel’s thoughts.

 

Stalin: “You fool, that pink rabbit is nothing but a girl’s toy! It is pathetic!”

 

Firey: “It is made of hard metal though… Maybe it could work?”

 

Monomi: “Hey, hey! I’m only made of soft metal! And all of you, stop calling me “it”! It’s very direspectful!”

 

Monomi: “And anyway… You shouldn’t use your leader as a battering ram! That would hurt a lot!”

 

Stalin: “Excuse me..? You call yourself “leader”?”

 

Monomi: “Yeah! I’m here to guide you all under friendship and kindness! Love love!”

 

Stalin latched his hand onto Monomi’s neck, if you could call it that.

 

Stalin: “Silence you idiot rabbit! You shall do as I say!”

 

Kel: “Is it just me, or is this guy a little power hungry..?”

 

Wario: “Not just that! He’s-a power ravenous! Ahahaha!”

 

Stalin: “I’m tired of listening to you fools. So many hamburgers went into your stomach, Wario, that some of them must have ended up flowing into your brain…”

 

Wario: “Hey! That’s-a wrong! I never eat hamburgers! Garlic pizza is-a my thing! Ahahaha!”

 

Yellow: “You… Denied the part about the hamburgers and not the part about eating too much… 🫢”

 

Wario: “Grrrr…!”

 

Soichiro: “Everyone! Stop arguing! We have no time for this! We need to start thinking of plans, and fast.”

 

Stalin finally let go of the rabbit and rolled his eyes.

 

Stalin: “Fine. I’ll hear you out…”

 

Soichiro: “I think the responsible adults amongst us should discuss exactly what to bring when we break in, while the rest of us can take some time off.”

 

Monomi: “Oooh! Is that like free time! I loooove free time! It allows friendship to blossom!”

 

Villager: “Ugh… Quit being so saccharine..”

 

Wario: “Yeah! I think I got diabetes… Again!”

 

Firey: “Anyway… You said the ‘responsible adults’ should do the discussing… How many of us are really…. “Responsible adults”..?”

 

Soichiro glanced around the room, almost desperately, as if to look for sane people in the warehouse.

 

Soichiro: “Umm… I suppose that would include myself, Villager, Firey, Yellow and perhaps-”

 

Stalin glared at Soichiro, as if demanding for his name to be called.

 

Soichiro: “Stalin… Yes, yes, Stalin…”

 

Stalin smirked victoriously.

 

PAPYRUS: “VERY WELL… IT SEEMS I HAVE NOT BEEN INCLUDED…. ALAS, THE GREAT PAPYRUS SHALL SOMEDAY RETURN, MUCH MORE “RESPONSIBLE” AND MUCH MORE “ADULT” THAN EVER…”

 

Bart: “Good luck with that, bonehead.”

 

Monomi: “Alrighty! Now that that’s sorted, It looks like it’s time for the others to have some Free Time together! Woohoo! I sure do love free time!”

 

Kel: (“Hmmm… I have some time to spend with some of the people who haven’t been chosen for the strategy planning… That leaves Guest, Mr Krabs, The Great Papyrus, Wario, Oak and Bart…”)

 

Kel: (“I can’t really talk to Guest, but anyone else is an option.”)

 

Kel went outside of the warehouse and into the surprisingly tropical atmosphere of Monomi Island. There he found Papyrus gazing into the sun.

 

PAPYRUS: “SO THIS IS “THE SUN” THAT HUMANS ALWAYS TALK ABOUT! I FEEL LIKE MY EYES WILL START TO BURN IF I KEEP LOOKING FOR TOO LONG!”

 

Kel: “Yeah, that’s cuz’ they actually will burn Papyrus. You should probably look away!”

 

PAPYRUS: “OH, WHO’S THIS? A HUMAN FROM THE OVERWORLD?! I THANK YOU FOR YOUR ADVICE, HUMAN. FOR WITHOUT IT, THE GREAT PAPYRUS MAY HAVE BECOME THE BLIND AND GREAT PAPYRUS!”

 

PAPYRUS: “NYEHEHEH! THE BLIND AND GREAT PAPYRUS DOESN’T HAVE QUITE THE SAME RING TO IT, DOES IT?”

 

Kel: “Yeah, it doesn’t! It’s a good thing you didn’t look into the sun for too long then!”

 

-Free Time Event with Papyrus-

 

PAPYRUS: “SO… IT IS INTERESTING THAT YOU CAME FORTH TOWARDS ME, HUMAN…”

 

PAPYRUS: “WHY DID YOU CHOOSE ME, INSTEAD OF ONE OF YOUR HUMAN FRIENDS?”

 

PAPYRUS: “IS IT POSSIBLE THAT YOU ALSO HAVE THE SAME PASSION FOR SPAGHETTI THAT I DO?!”

 

Kel: “Yeah! Come to think about it, yeah! I do really like spaghetti!”

 

PAPYRUS: “NYEHEHEHE! OUR DESTINIES MUST HAVE BEEN ENTWINED LIKE A DELICIOUS SPAGHETTI KNOT! LET THE DISCUSSIONS ON SPAGHETTI COMMENCE!”

 

Kel: “Uh, sure, haha. What’s your favourite type of spaghetti, Papyrus?”

 

PAPYRUS: “MY, MY, WHAT A SIMPLE QUESTION!”

 

PAPYRUS: “MY FAVOURITE SPAGHETTI IS THE SPAGHETTI MADE BY NONE OTHER THAN SNOWDIN’S ROYAL GUARD HIMSELF!”

 

Kel: (“Snowdin’s royal guard..? Hmm… He must be talking about…”)

 

-Sans the Skeleton

-Papyrus the Skeleton

-Jack the Skellington

 

Kel: “That royal guard is yourself, right Papyrus?”

 

PAPYRUS: “YES… WHO ELSE COULD BE SUCH AN UNRIVALLED SPAGHETTOIRE!”

 

PAPYRUS: “HOWEVER, HUMAN… BEWARE! SPAGHETTI IS NOT MY ONLY INTEREST! THERE ARE MANY OTHER THINGS I FIND EXCITING!”

 

Kel: “Hmm… I wonder what those are..?”

 

PAPYRUS: “PERHAPS THIS IS NOT SOMETHING THAT YOU SEE IN THE HUMAN WORLD, BUT… HAVE YOU HEARD OF “COOL DUDES” KEL?!”

 

Kel: “Yeah… You mean the guys with skateboards and sunglasses? A-And the sideways baseball caps!”

 

PAPYRUS: “YES, ONCE AGAIN THE HUMAN HAS DEFEATED ME IN THIS TEST OF KNOWLEDGE!”

 

PAPYRUS: “AS A REWARD I SHALL PROVIDE YOU INFORMATION ABOUT MYSELF! THAT’S SOMETHING I READ IN THE GUIDEBOOK TO MAKING FRIENDS!”

 

PAPYRUS: “HMM… WHAT TO SAY? OH YES!”

 

PAPYRUS: “EVER SINCE I WAS YOUNG AND MY BONES WERE NOT QUITE DEVELOPED, I’VE ALWAYS WANTED TO BE A COOL DUDE… IMAGINE BEING SHOWERED IN FRIENDS AND LOVE FROM ALL YOUR KIND AND TRUSTING ADMIRERS… IT’S ALL I EVER WANTED!”

 

PAPYRUS: “AND YET… I’M JUST STUCK HERE TRYING TO SAVE MY LAZY BONES BROTHER…”

 

Kel: “Hey, Papyrus, don’t worry! If you want, I can help you become a “Cool Dude”!”

 

PAPYRUS: “HUH? REALLY?! YOU’D DO THAT FOR ME?!”

 

Kel: “Yeah! The first thing you need to do is change your language to be more cool…”

 

Kel: “Instead of saying good, you have to say something else, like “rad” or “gnarly”...”

 

PAPYRUS: “AHA! I SEE…”

 

Kel: “And instead of saying “Hello”, instead you say “whaddup, my dude?”.”

 

PAPYRUS: “AHA… LET ME TRY THIS OUT…”

 

PAPYRUS: “WHADDUP MY DUDE, KEL! THE SPAGHETTI I ATE YESTERDAY WAS VERY GNARLY! IT WAS VERY GNARLY SPAGHETTI INDEED!”

 

Kel: “Wow, good job! You’re almost starting to sound like a real cool dude! It won’t be long until you become the coolest guy in town!”

 

Kel: (“Though to be honest, I don’t really know what “Cool” is either. I’m just saying whatever I’ve seen on Tv…”)

 

PAPYRUS: “THANK YOU FOR THE ADVICE HUMAN! I SHALL MAKE SURE TO SHOW MY BROTHER SANS MY NEW COOL DUDE STYLE ONCE I HEROICALLY RESCUE HIM!”

 

PAPYRUS: “IT SHALL BE VERY GNARLY! NYEHEHEHE!”

 

Kel: (“Papyrus is pretty crazy, but I like his enthusiasm! Hopefully everything will work for him and he’ll be able to free his brother…”)

 

Kel: (“Maybe if we meet up again, I should give his spaghetti a try. I’m sure it’s pretty good!”)

 

PAPYRUS: “VERY WELL HUMAN, I SHALL BE GOING TO PRACTISE MY EXCELLENT BATTLE TACTICS… GOOD LUCK ON YOUR QUEST!”

 

Papyrus “nyehehehed” to himself and then ran off to do his practise.

 

Kel: (“Ok! It looks like there’s still enough time to meet up with someone else. Considering I’m not exactly going to need to practise battling, I don’t see why not.”)

 

Kel found Firey sitting by, but not too close to a tree, otherwise it’d probably be on fire.

 

Kel: “Yo, Firey?! What’s up!”

 

Firey: “Oh, hi…”

 

Firey: “They were having a strategy meeting, but I dunno, it got kinda boring and I couldn’t help much once they started getting too technical…”

 

Kel: “Awww… No worries! We can always hang out and chill! You seem like a pretty cool guy to be around!”

 

Firey: “Well… I dunno about cool, cuz I’m literally a fireball, but I like the idea!”

 

-Free Time Event with Firey-

 

Firey: “So, uh… Human guy, your name’s Kel, right?”

 

Kel: “Yep, sure is! And you’re right, I’m a human!”

 

Firey: “Okay, you’re like the most normal human I’ve ever met…”

 

Kel: “I am? Maybe I am just a normie after all then…”

 

Firey: “Yeah, though I guess the only other humans I’ve met are those guys you just saw and some guy called David…”

 

Firey: “And David… was pretty weird…”

 

Kel: “Well I dunno… Not all of us humans are weird! Like look at me! I’m totally normal~!”

 

Kel said as he put an empty can on his head as a hat.

 

Firey: “Yeah, and oh! Nice hat!”

 

Kel: “Thanks! I made it myself!”

 

Kel: “Do you want one too?”

 

Firey: “Um… I mean… It sounds cool, but there’s probably some juice left in those cans, and I’m a fireball and all, so…”

 

Kel: “Oh, right… You have to avoid liquids, right? That must be tough…”

 

Firey: “I mean… When recovery centres are around, it’s not the biggest deal… Getting extinguished can be pretty sore but I can always just get revived…”

 

Kel: “So… Fireballs or whatever you guys are can be revived through these “recovery centres”? That’s awesome! Being immortal would be fun.”

 

Firey: “Yeah, though recovery centres work by picking up nearby DNA, and cuz’ there’s no recovery centres anywhere nearby, if I die here, I’m dead forever…”

 

Kel: “Ah, ouch… That sounds really bad…”

 

Firey: “Yeah, I guess, but as long as I avoid water, then I won’t get extinguished and I’ll be good. I am a little worried about the rescue operation though…”

 

Kel: “I mean… I’m worried too… It’d be really bad if we couldn’t save our friends and it sounds pretty dangerous too…”

 

Kel: “But if we stay optimistic, I’m sure everything will turn out just fine!”

 

Kel: “Someone told me happiness is the best weapon after all!”

 

Kel: “Well… Apart from coffee!”

 

Firey: “Yeah you’re right, coffee is the best weapon! Maybe we can pour it over that Monokuma guy’s head and watch him dissolve!”

 

Kel: “W-Wait, just one problem, Firey!”

 

Firey: “H-Huh?”

 

Kel: “Unlike you, Monokuma isn’t made of fire, so using a coffee wouldn’t dissolve him! We’ll need to think of something else…”

 

Firey: “Yeah, but if he’s a robot, like Monomi, it’ll cause him to crash! And then we win, right..?”

 

Kel: “Good point, but then we’ll have to fight the mastermind head on…”

 

Firey: “Eh… We’ll be good. It’s a twenty-five against one right?”

 

Kel: “Well… Unless one of us turns out to be the mastermind! How crazy would that be?!”

 

Firey: “Pretty crazy, but luckily it’s probably not the case!”

 

Kel: (“Firey seems like a pretty cool guy to hang out with. I think if he was from my hometown he’d be a pretty good friend.”)

 

Kel: (“Hmm… Hopefully we can stay in touch after we get out of this!”)

 

Firey: “Alright, well, see ya’ later! Good luck on getting your friend, Brazil, or whatever he’s called, outta there!”

 

Kel: “Good luck on getting Leapy out too!”

 

Kel and Firey finished talking to each other, leaving Kel wondering who he should talk to next.

 

Kel: (“Hmmm… I think it’d be a good idea to check on Villager… I know he’s still in his strategy meeting, but still, I wanna.”)

 

Kel barged in on the strategy meeting and started annoying Villager.

 

Kel: “Heeeey~!”

 

Villager: “...”

 

Kel: “Heeeey~! Wanna chat?”

 

Villager: “I thought ignoring you would do the trick, but I guess not even that works when it comes to kids like you…”

 

Kel: “Hehe! You just know you wanna take a break from that stupid meeting and have a chat! Happiness is the best weapon after all!”

 

Villager: “...”

 

-Free Time Event with Villager-

 

Villager: “Alright… So who have you taken your special time out of your day just to bother me..?”

 

Kel: “I was just bored, and… you look bored too! You wanna talk about our friends or something like that?”

 

Villager: “No… Not really… I don’t really have any friends anyway…”

 

Kel: “Okay then… Maybe we could look for some silly costumes in the warehouse!”

 

Villager: “Kel… Why do you want to interrupt my private thoughts so badly?”

 

Kel: “Well, I dunno! I don’t think private thoughts are good! But… we can always turn them into public thoughts!”

 

Villager: *sigh* “Fine… Let’s do this stupid costume thing, or whatever it was you suggested…”

 

Kel and Villager went to the warehouse together to look for silly costumes, though it was only really Kel who was actually searching. Villager, on the other hand, just looked pensive and frowned with his mighty unibrow.

 

Kel: “Ooh..! Look at that hat! That looks like it’s totally for “cool dudes”!”

 

Kel picked up a baseball cap and put it on sideways.

 

Kel: “Yo! I’m Kel! Kel the gangsta’! Yooooo~!”

 

Kel picked up a basketball and dropped it on the floor.

 

Kel: “Mic drop!”

 

Villager: “This is idiotic…”

 

Kel: “Hey, V-Man, if you had a rapper name, what would it be? Mine would be Orange G, or O.G for short!”

 

Villager: “...”

 

Villager: “I’m not wasting my time on this nonsense…”

 

Kel: “Aww, okay… Sorry…”

 

Kel: “I thought you looked a bit grumpy and stuff, so I just wanted to cheer you up…”

 

Villager: “Hmph… I suppose I have reason to be upset…”

 

Villager: “My intention for coming here is not to help my friends, but rather to arrest an arsonist and murderer… and… I’m putting my life at risk for this…”

 

Kel: “An arsonist sounds pretty bad though… I’m sure you’ll make some people happy if they get arrested!”

 

Villager: “Hmm… The thing with this criminal… is that this criminal is more than just your everyday, ordinary decent arsonist… It’s someone who was successful in burning an entire village down…”

 

Villager: “A village that was my own…”

 

Kel: “...”

 

Kel: “D-Dang… I didn’t know you had to go through that… You must be pretty angry…”

 

Villager: “Indeed… Seeing my village get destroyed has taken quite a lot from me… Since that day I have chosen to dedicate my life to vengeance…”

 

Villager: “So now I am naught but a lone vigilante seeking out the one who took everything from me…”

 

Kel: “...”

 

Kel: “I’m really sorry that you had to deal with that, Villager…”

 

Kel: “It sounds really bad…”

 

Villager: “I-It’s okay… Honestly I have become somewhat numb to grief…”

 

Villager: “But still… Thank you for your sympathies… Maybe you aren’t as much of an idiot as I thought you were…”

 

Kel: “Don’t worry Villager…! I’m gonna help you take down that arso-murderer!”

 

Kel: “I’m gonna take him down, with coffee and a basketball!”

 

Villager: “Nevermind… You are actually just as much of an idiot as I thought…”

 

Villager gave a nasal chuckle and then walked back to continue his planning. Kel felt, at least, that Villager seemed a little bit happier than when he was before.

 

Kel: (“Hmmm… There’s still probably a bit of time left… I guess I should find someone else to talk to…”)

 

However, before Kel got to pick someone else to meet up with, the round man he knew as Wario strolled up to him with his hands behind his head.

 

Wario: “Ahahaha! Kel! You look like quite the gamer!”

 

Kel: “Huh? Oh, I guess I play a few games, yeah!”

 

Kel: “Is there a level you need help with or something? I’ll try my best, but I don’t usually win…”

 

Kel: “It tends to be my brother who does the winning…”

 

 

Wario: “Well don’t worry! Not even your brother could beat MY game! It’s IMPOSSIBLE! Here, give it a try! Ahahaha!”

 

Wario shoved a purple Gameboy into Kel’s hands and chuckled to himself in his usual loud, Wario-like manner.

 

Kel: “Huh, so what is this game..?”

 

Kel looked into the opening screen of the game, displaying its title.

 

Kel: “So it’s called “WARIOWARE: IMPOSSIBLE GAME!”, huh?”

 

Wario: “Ahaha! It’s impossible to beat! Not even I can beat it and I made it!”

 

Kel: “Huh, so you made this game by yourself?”

 

Wario: “Yep! All just by me and meee alone!”

 

Kel: “Wow! That’s really impressive, though I guess the graphics are kinda weird…”

 

Wario: “Hehehe… That would-a be my development team… If ya’ see any trash while playing the game, it’s probably made by them!”

 

Kel: “Wait… So you have a whole game development team? I thought you said you made it alone?”

 

Wario: “Well… I guess I just meant that I’m the one who makes the actual good stuff! Wario’s numba’ one after all!”

 

Kel: “Cool! It’s time to get this thing started!”

 

Wario: “Hehehe… Watch out Kel! Not even the Ultimate Gamer could beat this one, ahahaha!”

 

Kel tried playing Wario’s game. He had to do several minigames but noticed they got more and more difficult. Eventually, at about the 30th minigame, Kel gave up.

 

Kel: “Ugh, wow, that’s really difficult…”

 

Wario: “Yeah, I betcha ya’ couldn’t make it to the end!”

 

Kel: “Yeah, probably not… How long does it go on for?”

 

Wario: “Ahahaha! It goes on forever! That’s why it’s IMPOSSIBLE! Ahahaha!”

 

Kel: “Oh, I see. I guess I should focus on breaking my record instead, then!”

 

Kel: “Could I have another go?!”

 

Wario snatched the purple Gameboy from Kel.

 

Wario: “Another go..? Nah, not unless you pay for it! Ahahahaha!”

 

Kel: “Oh…”

 

Kel: “I can’t lie, that game is really good though… How much do I have to pay?”

 

Wario: “Hehehe! Looks like I got ya’ addicted with my free sample! It’s 10,000 gold coins for another round!”

 

Kel: “I dunno how much that is in my money, but I don’t think I have it on me…”

 

Wario: “Oh well! What a shame! Come back when you’re a little richer! Bwahahaha!”

 

Wario gave a hearty laugh as he left, leaving Kel with nothing but desperation to get a new high-score on Wario’s game.

 

Kel: (“Ugh… I have to beat that game! Why is it so expensive to play?! If it was just a little cheaper, then I’d pay for just one more round…”)

 

Mr Krabs: “Argargargargh! Kel, me boyo’! Have you been caught up in one of Wario’s games?!”

 

Kel: “Yeah… They’re actually really addictive…”

 

Mr Krabs: “I know, argargargargh! It’s such a shame that he expects me to pay MONEY for another round!”

 

Mr Krabs: “There’s no way I’m gettin’ rid of me’ precious pennies!”

 

Kel: “Yeah, it sounds pretty expensive too…”

 

Mr Krabs: “Yeah, who does he mistake me for? Some kinda’ charity? There’s no way I’m givin’ these precious babies away! Argargaragargargh!”

 

Mr Krabs lifted a big bag of coins from his pocket.

 

Kel: “Whoa, where did you get those?”

 

Mr Krabs: “There’s only one way, isn’t there? From not payin’ me employees of course! Argargargargargh!”

 

Kel: “...”

 

Mr Krabs: “Why’re ya’ lookin’ at me like that? Don’t we have some work to be gettin’ to?”

 

Kel: “Oh! Yeah! That strategy meeting is probably done by now! I must’ve wasted so much time on Wario’s game, oops…”

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed this chapter! The next one will focus on the main cast again and here's a hint: The word "gnome" will be used next chapter!

Chapter 30: Chapter 3 [F] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

This chapter took a bit to make since the art took a while. I'm pretty happy with this one so I hope you enjoy!

~CHAPTER 30~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

Steve woke up hearing a voice that was not Monokuma’s, but a louder, more irritated voice, though at least it sounded a notch less sadistic.

 

Squidward: “GREETINGS! THIS IS SQUIDWARD FROM THE RADIO TOWER! WELCOME TO ANOTHER UNBEARABLE AND DESPAIRFUL DAY!”

 

Steve: (“Wha-wha? That’s Squidward, not Monokuma?!”)

 

Squidward: “MEET OUTSIDE THE RADIO TOWER FOR A MEETING! I HAVE AN IDEA THAT ALTHOUGH ANNOYING, WILL PROBABLY STOP ANYONE FROM DYING IN THE KILLING GAME!”

 

Steve: (“Hmmm… I should probably go attend this meeting… Still, I wish Squidward could’ve been a bit less loud with the broadcast. The radio tower already makes him louder… He didn’t need to scream into the thing…”)

 

Steve left the draughty apartments for the radio tower entrance.

 

Everyone at the entrance was standing around doing whatever they usually did. Basil and Trainer Red seemed to be chatting about Blobby the Ditto, Leafy was humming to herself, Red was sitting with his back against the corner, while Sans was yawning with his hands in his pocket.

 

Homer, Light and Noob didn’t seem to be present, however…

 

Squidward: “Ugh, where is Homer? I made the announcement as loud as possible just to wake him up…”

 

Sans: “guess that still wasn’t enough to wake him up, huh?”

 

Leafy: “Homery is always such a sleepyhead! D’awww!”

 

Trainer Red: “I can check on him if you want. Maybe I should check just in case something’s happened to him…”

 

Waluigi: “Naaahhh, leave it to me! If he isn’t awake, I can always scream in his ear! Wahahaha!”

 

Squidward: “Go ahead, I guess… You better not do anything suspicious though…”

 

Waluigi: “Grr…! Don’t act like that… You know I’m a man to be trusted!”

 

Red: “Bruh why the hell would we ever trust a bank robber”

 

Waluigi: “Why the hell should we ever trust a murderer!”

 

Red: “Guess ya’ got a point, ehehehe…”

 

Waluigi: “Grrr…! Don’t just accept my refutation like that! Yer’ meanta fight back!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “Everyone, stop arguing! We need to listen to Squidward!”

 

Red: “Huh, ya’ think I’m just gonna listen to some whiny kid, huh?”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Naaah… Basil has a point… We shouldn’t be talkin’ about killing an’ crime an’ that kinda stuff…”

 

Waluigi: “Let’s hear what Squidward has to say…”

 

Just then, Homer arrived at the scene.

 

Homer: *Yaaaawnnn* “Mornin’…”

 

Squidward: “Homer… Why were you so late..? We held up the whole meeting because of you…”

 

Homer: “Oh, right… I’m just used to’ having my wife wake me up, ya’ know?”

 

Red: “Bruh why u such a manchild”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, Homer… Are you a five year old or something?”

 

Homer: “Hey! Being a five year old isn’t a bad thing! When my daughter was five she was much smarter than I was!”

 

Waluigi: “Ya’ realise you're only feeding into his point?”

 

Homer: “Hey! I like feeding! As long as I get fed back in return!”

 

Squidward: “Anyways… Does anyone know where Light or Noob are..?”

 

Trainer Red: “Obviously Light’s gone rouge, but as for Noob… I don’t really know…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “I-I’m sure he has his reason for not being here…”

 

Basil: “W-we should probably just start the meeting…”

 

Leafy: “Basil sounds like he’s hiding something!”

 

Leafy stared into Basil’s eyes, as if expecting to get an answer.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Leave him alone. I thought we had already stopped this argument.”

 

Leafy: “Hmph… Although Basil might not be the mastermind, it’s still definitely possible!”

 

Leafy: “He’s still hiding something from us, you know?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Who decided to let Leafy down from the ferris wheel, anyway..?”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “I-I did…”

 

Steve: “Huh..?”

 

Basil: “I-it just felt rude to leave her hanging…”

 

Steve: “And Leafy’s still kinda blaming you despite that..?”

 

Leafy: “Well… It just made me think that he might have just done it to make me think he wasn’t the mastermind or something…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: (“I guess this Leafy-Basil dispute still isn’t dealt with, is it..? I really thought we’d got somewhere, but hey… Maybe we’ve at least made *a bit* of progress…”)

 

Squidward: “Alright… Since Noob and Light still haven’t shown up, I guess we should get this meeting started.”

 

Squidward: “Anyways… So far… Two murders have already happened…”

 

Squidward: “So that made me think… What could be done to make sure that nobody makes that idiotic mistake ever again?”

 

Homer: “I dunno! Don’t ask me!”

 

Squidward: “It was a rhetorical question, Homer. It’s a common oratory tactic…”

 

Squidward snorted at Homer and continued his discussion.

 

Squidward: “Anyways… My idea was that we all need to work in pairs. That way, it’s impossible for a murder to occur without a person’s partner being aware of it…”

 

Basil: “Hmm…”

 

Steve: (“This definitely is an interesting suggestion, though it’ll be hard to keep up for a while. I’d imagine after some time, people would stop sticking with their partners, but the situation would’ve stabilised by then…”)

 

Squidward: “Does anyone have any thoughts about it..?”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Hmm… I do have a concern, to be honest.”

 

Squidward: “Oh, what would that be?”

 

Trainer Red: “Well, if a person kills both a person and their partner, they’d still be able to get away with their crime…”

 

Trainer Red: “Your idea might not prevent a murder, but instead incentivise a double murder, which would be even worse…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm… Trainer Red does have a valid point…”

 

Basil: “Yeah… T-That’s worrying…”

 

Squidward: “Hmph… Maybe you have a point…”

 

Squidward looked desperately at Steve as if to plead his co-leader to have a rebuttal.

 

Steve: (“I’m not sure if this partners thing is a good idea, based on practicality alone, but I guess probably should answer Squidward’s pleas…”)

 

Steve: “Well… Although it is possible for a double murder to occur as a result of the “partners” idea, I think it definitely makes it harder for the murderer to commit a murder.”

 

Steve: “It would give everyone alibis after all, as everyone would be with their partner when the murder happens.”

 

Trainer Red; “To be fair, that is a valid point, but…”

 

Trainer Red: “We need to remember that Noob and more importantly Light would not have alibis, given that they aren’t currently with us and hence wouldn’t have a partner…”

 

Blobby: “Di-tto!”

 

Steve: “R-right… That is a valid point…”

 

Steve: “We wouldn’t want to encourage Light to commit a double murder, would we..?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! That guy’s scary enough already!”

 

Sans: “besides, i think some of us would get annoyed of bein’ around their partner pretty quickly…”

 

Sans: “i know that if someone was stuck with me the whole day, they’d get pretty fed up, heheh…”

 

Squidward: “Oh, alright, let’s just leave the idea on the table… I definitely don’t want to be paired with Sans…”

 

Squidward: “Maybe when the motive comes around, we should reconsider…”

 

Leafy: *Gasp*

 

Leafy: “There’s gonna be another motive?!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Based on what we’ve seen so far… It does seem like we’re going to get another motive, yes.”

 

Leafy: “Well… It better not be a tough one!”

 

Homer started drooling.

 

Homer: “If it’s free donuts, I’d totally kill for those!”

 

Red: “Eww god why is he drooling at me?”

 

Homer: “Mmmmm…. Juicy red donuts…”

 

Red: “Ewwww jesus”

 

Red jumped and thwacked Homer on the head.

 

Homer: “Doh!”

 

Red: “I AM NOT A DONUT HOMER!”

 

Waluigi: “Heh, maybe if Homer ate ya’, we’d be knocking out two annoying birds in one stone!”

 

Homer: “Wha-?! Are you calling me a bird?!”

 

Gandhi: “No, but he is encouraging killing somebody, which definitely isn’t a good thing to say…”

 

Waluigi: “Haha, it was only a joke...”

 

Gandhi: “Oh, I do apologise… I am not the best at understanding sarcasm…”

 

Trainer Red: “Either way, we shouldn’t joke about killing people…”

 

Trainer Red: “This is a serious situation we’re in after all.”

 

Trainer Red: “We need to do our best to work together and solve this mystery…”

 

Red: “Bro thinks hes a detective hes literally 10”

 

Trainer Red: “Incorrect. I’m fourteen.”

 

Red: “Thats still the frickin age where u still watch my little pony”

 

Sans: “you watched my little pony?!”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Shut the hell up”

 

Gandhi: “Everyone… Let’s just quit arguing and go on with our daily lives…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, there’s some places I haven’t checked out yet…”

 

Homer: “Yeah there’s this arcade place! You wanna go there Steve? I could totally beat you at pong!”

 

Steve: “Uh huh… Challenge accepted…”

 

Homer: “Woo-hoo! You’re gonna get destroyed!”

 

Waluigi: “An arcade sounds pretty fun, heheh… There better be a pinball machine!”

 

Leafy: “Ooh! Pinball! I’m gonna destroy you!”

 

Waluigi: “Nah, Waluigi’s got this in the baaag!”

 

Leafy: “Okay, sure, but if there’s a tic-tac-toe machine, I’ll crush you!”

 

Steve: “Tic-tac-toe machine..?”

 

Leafy: “Don’t judge! I’m just really good at tic-tac-toe!”

 

Sans: “ya’ know that game requires basically no skill, right?”

 

Leafy: “Hah! Then explain why I won 73 times in a row?!”

 

Squidward: “Maybe you were playing against Homer…”

 

Homer: “Hey! Don’t be mean! I’m good at tic-tac-toe!”

 

Leafy: “Then you better challenge me at it, Homer! Two tic-tac-toe champions against each other!”

 

Homer: “Uhhh… Which one is tic-tac-toe again?”

 

Homer: “Is that the one with the horses, or the one where you make money..?”

 

Homer: “Cos’ if it’s the one where you make money, I’ll destroy you like a true Murican!”

 

Squidward: “This conversation has reached unprecedented levels of idiocy…”

 

Red: “you shouldnt be surprised man thinks im a donut”

 

Homer: “GOD BLESS AMERICAAAAAAAA!”

 

Homer: “Actually, God bless donuts… Every man on American soil has given their blessings to America, but never to our true saviour, donuts…”

 

Sans: “wise words, homer…”

 

Homer: “Yeah, anyway, I’m gonna crush you in tic–tac-toe if it’s the money game!”

 

Leafy: “Uh, Homer… I don’t think tic-tac-toe has horses or money…”

 

Homer: “Oh… Boring…”

 

Homer: “Well we gotta find the one with the money!”

 

Steve: “Uh, you mean Monopoly..?”

 

Homer: “I dunno what it’s called, but I’d beat all of you!”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, somehow I don’t think an arcade is gonna have Monopoly…”

 

Leafy: “Well, you never know! Guess there’s only one way to find out!”

 

Setting aside the uncomfortable mood of the killing game, everyone went off to the arcade to play some games together.

 

The arcade was about as flashy as you might expect from the bright city, bright blue colours and flashy neon lights were everywhere. The group of ten immediately went off to some of the arcade machines, until just Steve and Sans were left together.

 

Sans: “hey… does any machine look interesting to ya’?”

 

Steve: “Hmmm… I dunno, I haven’t really been to an arcade before…”

 

Sans: “hey, me neither…”

 

Steve: “Never been bothered to go, have you..?”

 

Sans: “nah, it’s not that…”

 

Sans: “i come from a place called “the underground”, there aren't really any arcades there…”

 

Sans: “honestly, it’s a pretty boring place… no good food, boring people, no sunshine…”

 

Sans: “in a way, i was kinda relieved when i randomly woke up in ultimate island… it was a change of scene…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “And then the killing game happened…”

 

Sans: “yeah… that’s why i kinda didn’t believe it at first… didn’t want my tropical paradise bein’ ruined…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, that’s understandable… Anyway, wanna pick a game?”

 

Sans: “eh… honestly, i couldn’t be bothered… why don’t you pick, heheh…”

 

Steve: “Oh, alright…”

 

 

Steve gazed at all of the games. Some of them were occupied. Waluigi and Leafy seemed to be playing some kind of purple pinball machine and were laughing at each other. Basil and Trainer Red seemed to be playing some kind of RPG with sprout creatures and other monsters that looked surprisingly creepy. Meanwhile, Homer and Gandhi seemed to be occupied with some creepy zombie shooter game, which Homer was screaming at while he was getting eaten, though Gandhi seemed surprisingly calm about the whole thing. Red had just finished a racing game and was now just standing around, while Squidward just stood there smugly and drank water in a corner.

 

Steve: (“If Noob was here, he’d definitely enjoy this… I wonder where he’s gone off to…”)

 

Steve looked at the remaining games that were free. There was the racing game Red was playing before and some kind of shooter called “PORTAL GUN VR”.

 

Steve: “Uhh… I think I’ll pass on the racing game… With all those pixels, it looks kind of old…”

 

Sans: “not into the classics, are ya’?”

 

Steve: “I dunno… I guess maybe something more modern would be cool…”

 

Sans: “alright, looks like we’re doing the vr then?”

 

Steve: “I guess so…”

 

Sans: “ya’ know how vr works, right steve?”

 

Steve: “Uhhh… VR? I’ve never really heard of it…”

 

Sans: “dang, whatever… basically, it’s where you put on this headset, and it makes it look like you’re actually in the video game.”

 

Steve: “Oh… I see…”

 

Steve: “Wouldn’t that be kinda confusing though..? You couldn’t see what was actually going on in reality..?”

 

Sans: “yeah, but i guess that’s kinda the point…”

 

Sans: “anyway… let’s get started…”

 

Sans picked up a headset and a flashy gun.

 

Steve: “This gun isn’t… Real..? Right?”

 

Sans: “well, it’s a portal gun… but considering there was a teleporter on the other island, i wouldn’t be surprised…”

 

Steve: “Huh, okay… At least it doesn’t shoot bullets…”

 

Sans: “heh… if it shot bullets, i don’t think we’d be comin’ outta this game alive, heheh…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I guess you’re right… Even Monokuma must have some safety standards with his games.”

 

Sans yawned and then went back to talking in his usual, lazy way.

 

Sans: “alright, let’s get started. pick up your gun and your headset.”

 

Sans: “good luck, cuz i ain’t gonna help out much…”

 

Steve picked up the gun and put the headset on.

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Squidward: “Ahem…”

 

Squidward: “Do you guys mind if I join..?”

 

Sans: “d’awww… is squiddy feeling left out?”

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Sans: “of course you can join. i’m only messin’ with ya’.”

 

Squidward: “Ugh… I’m not doing this game for my own entertainment… I’m just checking that it’s actually safe…”

 

Sans: “suuuuurrrreeeee buddy…”

 

Steve: “Squidward, if you think the game is dangerous, I can check for it myself. You don’t have to join if you don’t want to.”

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Squidward: “Just let me take the headset…”

 

Sans: “squidward, don’t act like you’re too grown up to play games…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, nobody’s judging you for wanting to play a game with us.”

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Sans: “well, i’m judging ya’ a bit… i’m always judging people, it’s like my job or somethin’...”

 

Squidward: “Uugh… Whatever… Let’s just get this game started.

 

The VR headsets activated, causing Sans, Steve and Squidward to be teleported to a strange forest. Floating in the sky, they found a strange message…

 

ONCE UPON A TIME,THE ETERNAL FOREST WAS FULL OF PEACEFUL CREATURES, KNOWN AS MONOKUMAS…

 

Sans: “uh, oh… this looks like monokuma shovelware…”

 

Squidward: “Nope, nope, nope, nope! Get me outta here!”

 

HOWEVER, ONE DAY… THE PEACEFUL MONOKUMAS WERE INTERRUPTED BY AN EVIL RACE KNOWN AS THE GNOMES! THE GNOMES RAIDED THE INNOCENT MONOKUMAS IN THE FOREST, AND DROVE THEM AWAY FROM THEIR HOMES…

 

Sans: “is it just me, or do these gnomes kinda sound like the good guys..?”

 

Squidward: “Wow! We actually agree on something for once!”

 

IT IS UP TO YOU, BRAVE HEROES, TO SAVE THE MONOKUMAS FROM THE GNOMES… YOU MUST USE YOUR PORTAL GUN TO YOUR ADVANTAGE.

 

Sans: “oooh… this looks fun… lemme try it out…”

 

Sans fired the gun and shot a portal into Squidward’s face.

 

Squidward: “Uhhh… Where is this portal meant to send us..?”

 

Sans fired the gun into the air, and as soon as Squidward touched the portal again.

 

He was flung down right from the sky…

 

Squidward: “AAAAAAGHHHH!!!”

 

Sans: “looks like a few of your bones are gonna get broken, heheh…”

 

Sans: “get it, “bones”? cuz i’m a…”

 

Squidward: “WE GET IT SANS!!! I’M FALLING TO MY DEATH!!! AAAAAAAAGHHHH!

 

Steve felt kind of guilty for Squidward, who probably had some kind of acrophobia, but at least it was just VR, and Squidward didn’t actually fall to his death…

 

Homer: “OH MY GOD!!!! I JUST GOT EATEN BY ZOMBIES!!! AAAAGHHHH!!!”

 

Squidward: “SHUT UP HOMER, I’M FALLING TO MY DEATH!!!”

 

Sans: “yeah, we’re tryina’ have an immersive experience here…”

 

Soon enough, Squidward landed with a thud.

 

Squidward: “Aaaghhh… Ouch….”

 

SQUIDWARD HAS EXPERIENCED GAME OVER! PLEASE EXIT THE GAME NOW!

 

Squidward: “Ugh… Not like I even wanted to be here in the first place…”

 

Sans: “oh come on squidward… we haven’t even got to the part with the gnomes yet…”

 

Squidward: “Eh…. There’s something off about this game…”

 

Sans: “huh? you afraid of gnomes or something?”

 

Squidward: “No! It’s just… When I fell, it actually hurt… Like I’d really fallen or something…”

 

Sans: “wow, ya’ must be gettin’ really immersed.”

 

Squidward: “No… There’s definitely something off about the game…”

 

SQUIDWARD HAS TAKEN OFF THE HEADSET, DISCONNECTING SQUIDWARD!

 

Squidward: “Yeah… This is weird… Before I fell, I was standing over there, but now I’m standing here…”

 

Steve heard the sound of Squidward trudging off into what he could only presume was the corner of the building.

 

Sans: “man, what a party pooper…”

 

Squidward: “I never joined the party in the first place!”

 

Sans: “nah, he totally wanted to join the game…”

 

Squidward: “Grrr! Well it’s your fault I died..!”

 

Steve: “Ummm, Sans? There’s a gnome on your shoulder!”

 

Sans: “what…?”

 

 

Sans: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!”

 

Steve had to plug his ears due to Sans’ deafening scream.

 

Squidward: “Hah! And you were accusing me of being afraid of gnomes?”

 

Sans: “that’s not a gnome! that THING… it’s CURSED..!”

 

Steve: “Ummm… Sans?”

 

Steve: “That… Just looks like a typical garden variety gnome… Maybe slightly on the wacky side..?”

 

Sans: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHH!”

 

Steve used the portal gun to teleport the gnome into the sky where it fell to death and became an unrecognisable bloody puddle.

 

Sans: “aaahhhh… now that’s much better…”

 

Steve: (“It’s funny… I’ve never actually seen Sans lose his cool like that before…”)

 

Sans: “there better not be any more of those… cursed… THINGS…”

 

Steve: “Uh huh…”

 

Squidward: “Sans! There’s one right behind you…”

 

Sans: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHH!”

 

Sans: “wait… you’re kidding… you aren’t even in the game…”

 

Squidward snorted.

 

Squidward: “Hah! You’ve been trolled!”

 

Sans: “oh man… i thought i was supposed to be the one doin’ the trolling…”

 

Steve saw a few gnomes approaching and shot a portal into the air followed by another portal at one of the gnome's bodies. As expected, the gnome fell down from the air and right onto Steve’s body.

 

Sans: “heheh… you’re covered in gnome blood…”

 

Sans: “can i try some… i’ve always wondered what blood tastes like..?”

 

Steve: “You can’t taste virtual objects, Sans…”

 

Sans: “i can if i use my imaginaaaation…”

 

Squidward: “Don’t you dare use the word “imagination” again!”

 

Sans: “huh? does it trigger you or somethin’..?”

 

Sans: “imagination! imagination! imagination! imagination! imagination!”

 

Squidward: “Quit it! It just reminds me of my annoying neighbours!”

 

Sans: “a-alright… are you sure it’s just not the way i’m dressed?”

 

Squidward: “Yeah… Not even my neighbours would wear slippers as stupid as yours…”

 

Sans: “hey… my slippers aren’t stupid… they’re funky…”

 

Steve: “Sans! Another gnome!”

 

Sans: “heh… i’m not falling for that one!”

 

Sans then peered over his shoulder…

 

Sans: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

 

Gandhi: “Quiet Sans… I am focused on defeating the giant zombie!”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, Sans… You’re annoying even Gandhi…”

 

Squidward: “Sans! Quit being so “spineless”!”

 

Squidward: “Get it, because…”

 

Sans: “quit joking around squidward! I’m trying to run away from killer gnomes!”

 

Steve: “Speaking of gnomes… Shouldn’t the gnome we sent off your shoulder have gone splat on the ground by now..?”

 

Sans: “uh, oh… i think it wasn’t teleported into the sky…”

 

Steve: “Huh? What do you mean?”

 

Sans: “well, ya’ got three portals, right? portal a goes to portal b, right?”

 

Steve: “Yeah..?”

 

Sans: “well, you just made portal c which probably goes back to portal a, so…”

 

Steve: “Oh… I see… I sent the gnome back into the forest, rather than into the sky…”

 

Just then, Steve got charged by a very vengeful looking gnome.

 

Sans: “oh god… he’s eating your face!”

 

Squidward: “At least it’ll still look prettier than Sans’...”

 

Sans: “hey buddy, i’m meant to be the one making the “ur face” jokes…”

 

Steve: “Aaagh! Get it off me!”

 

Sans turned around to see Steve, with a gnome nibbling on him.

 

Sans: “AAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHH!”

 

Sans: “that’s it… i’m outta here…”

 

SANS HAS TAKEN OFF THE HEADSET, DISCONNECTING SANS!

 

Sans and his portals disappeared with a “fwoowsh” sound.

 

Steve: “What, you’re just leaving me here to die?!”

 

STEVE HAS EXPERIENCED GAME OVER! PLEASE EXIT THE GAME NOW!

 

Steve: “Ugh… Looks like we never made it to the end…”

 

Sans: “uhhh, steve? did ya’ really wanna figure out what the final boss would be..?”

 

Steve: “Hah… Yeah, it’d probably be some kind of eldritch horror gnome…”

 

Sans: “just thinkin’ about it gives me shivers…”

 

Sans: “yaaaawwwnnn…”

 

Sans: “hey, guys, do you mind if i admit something..?”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, sure, whatever…”

 

Sans: “i think i’m gnomophobic…”

 

Squidward gave a reluctant chuckle and facepalmed.

 

Sans: “hey, guys?! why ya’ lookin’ at me? gnomophobia is a real societal issue…”

 

Squidward: “Yeah… Sure it is…”

 

Steve: “If Gundham was here, I’m sure he’d make some kind of joke about how gnomes are “cursed creatures” and whatnot…”

 

Squidward: “Hmmm… Yeah…”

 

Sans: “dang… i almost forgot we were in a killing game for a sec…”

 

Steve: “Ugh… Sorry for bringing Gundham, guys…”

 

Squidward: “It’s okay…”

 

Squidward: “I… Guess… I never really got to know Gundham…”

 

Sans: “yeah… me neither…”

 

Squidward: “That almost makes me feel worse about it though…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I’m sure if you guys got to know him for a bit longer, you’d be friends…”

 

Squidward: “Huh? Really?”

 

Steve: “Well… Maybe not Squidward, but Sans, probably, yeah…”

 

Sans: “yeah… honestly… i’ve been kinda down about gundham’s death… i never really got to know him, but…”

 

Sans: “he really used to remind me of my brother… he wanted to be all cool on the surface, but i guess he was a nice guy on the inside…”

 

Steve: (“I guess I never really thought about Sans as having a family before… I hope they’re doing okay… It’d be bad if any of them were in danger…”)

 

Sans: “i think… it was probably friendship that made him make his sacrifice in the end… and that makes me kinda sad, cuz it’s the same thing my brother would prolly do…”

 

Steve: “Y-yeah… I guess if he and Noob never made friends… It wouldn’t have turned out like that…”

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Squidward: “Having friends in this killing game is pretty dangerous, huh?”

 

Sans: “yeah… guess so…”

 

Squidward: “If we really wanted to live, we could set our friends aside, and be like Light…”

 

Sans: “but… that wouldn’t really be livin’, would it..?”

 

Squidward: “Hmph… Guess not…”

 

Squidward: “Let’s just focus on trying to work together to get out of here… And maybe leave Light alone on this tiny island to suffer..!”

 

Sans: “yeah… he could be like monokuma’s pet, heheh…”

 

Although everyone was laughing it off, the mood still felt a lot more sombre after bringing up Gundham. Soon enough, everyone had left the arcade and went off on their own.

Notes:

Gnomes are surprisingly fun to draw, I loved making those ridiculous colour schemes.

In general, what are your thoughts on silly and goofier chapters like these? Do you prefer these or the tense, meaty chapters?

 

Also, next chapter will be a shorter chapter focusing on FTEs! Vote for your choice here! https://strawpoll.com/7rnzmq0LLyO

Chapter 31: Chapter 3 [G] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

This is mostly just a shorter chapter with 2 FTEs (No art this time, sorry, I just tend not to do art for FTEs, and I wanted to get this one out today.)

~CHAPTER 31~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

Steve: (“Looks like I’ve still got plenty of free time today to spend… I wonder who I should spend it with.”)

 

Steve met Waluigi hanging around the radio tower.

 

Steve: “Hey, Waluigi, what’s up?”

 

Waluigi: “Not too much, honestly… Just been hangin’ around Leafy, doin’ some pinball an’ stuff…”

 

-Free Time Event 1 With Waluigi-

 

Waluigi: “Yo, Steve… Yer’ the first guy to talk to me in a while, others than Leafy of course…”

 

Steve: “Hmmm… I hope you’re doing okay… Light kind of messed up your reputation, and everything else…”

 

Waluigi: “Hmph… Yeah, doin’ okay…”

 

Waluigi: “Though, I guess it’s just that…”

 

Waluigi: “I was never really seen as a good guy until I came here, ya’ know…?”

 

Waluigi: “I guess it hurts a little ta’ have that taken from me…”

 

Waluigi hunched himself up against the wall and whistled a little before going back to talking.

 

Waluigi: “Say… Have ya’ ever heard of my bro, Wario…?”

 

Steve: “Wario…? Hmmm… Maybe the name’s slightly familiar… I can’t really say I know anything about him, though…”

 

Waluigi: “Well, I’m not gonna lie, he’s kinda like the leader of the two of us… The real numba’ one, even!”

 

Waluigi: “He’s like the brains behind the brawn… Oh, an’ he’s also the brawn, wahaha!”

 

Waluigi: “Anyway, he can get a little greedy, but he’s a total bro, he’s been my pal since we were kids, really…”

 

Steve: “He sounds like a pretty cool guy… Maybe he’s trying to save us, if he has any of your heroic traits.”

Waluigi: “Wahahaha! I’m certain he’s sortin’ somethin’ out right now!”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha! Wario an’ I… I remember we used ta’ be like this little gang as kids… Doin’ all these stupid yard games together…”

 

Waluigi: “But this idiot, Mario, and his bro, would always act like we were gettin’ in the way an’ bein bad guys an’ stuff…”

 

Waluigi: “Honestly, the whole thing was pretty stupid… We were just kinda arguin’ over our toy cars an’ stuff like that… The Yoshis thought we were crazy…”

 

Steve: “A yoshi…? What’s that?”

 

Waluigi: “Hehehe… Right, guess I never mentioned I was raised by dinosaurs for a large part of my life, hehehe…”

 

Steve: “Raised by dinosaurs?”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah… Me, Wario, the Mario bros an’ some stupid monkey… We were all raised by dinosaurs… I guess it’s why I ain’t great at talkin’... Those yoshis tend to jus’ go “YOSHI YOSHI!!!” a lot an’ don’t teach ya’ any English, heheh…”

 

Waluigi: “Prolly’ not the best education, ya’ know..?

 

Steve: (“Hmm… I guess there’s a bit more to Waluigi than I thought… He genuinely seems like he’s working hard to improve his reputation, after it wasn’t the best in the past…”)

 

Waluigi: “Right. See ya’ around… Let me know if anythin’ bad happens, Stevo…”

 

Steve: “T-Thanks.”

 

Steve: (“Before I spend some more time with others, I should probably check my messages, after all, I haven’t in ages… I’m sometimes worried I’ll miss out on something important by not staying in touch on the Monophone…”)

 

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Woo-hoo! That arcade trip was soooo exciting [12:32]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): Yeah, but ya’ got crushed in pinball! Crushed ta’ bits! [12:33]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Nah you totally cheated Waluigi! 😠😠😠 Your a cheater!!!! [12:34]

-Squidward: *You’re [12:35]

-ur mom: grammer police grammer police! weet woot weet woot! [12:36]

-Squidward: *Grammar [12:36]

-Squidward: Also, Sans, you never use capitalisation… It is a basic part of the English language… [12:36]

-ur mom: who’s this sexy “sans” person you’re talking about..? [12:36]

-~Gandhi~: Please cease, “ur mom”, I do not wish to picture my mother in love with Sans “the Skeleton”… [12:36]

-ur mom: sans is a skeleton?! that’s extra hot! 🥵 💀[12:37]

-Red: Bro used skull emoji wrong 💀 [12:38]

-ur mom: why do you always have to act like such a redditor, red? [12:39]

-ur mom: ohhhhh, now i understand… you’re literally named after reddit! [12:40]

-Red: Sans shut the hell up [12:40]

-Red: The only thing that belongs on reddit is your face! 💀 [12:40]

-ur mom: no u [12:41]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: OHHHH!!! RED JUST GOT ROASTED!!!! 😱😱😱 [12:41]

-Red: shut ur damn mouth leafy ur mom dropped you as a baby i have no other explanation for how much brain damage you have right now [12:42]

-ur mom: i will not affirm nor deny this statement. [12:43]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Why is Red always so mean to me! We’re so totally not besties anymore!!!” [12:44]

-Squidward: Red… You made quite a few grammatical errors in your text. Allow me to fix your sentence… [12:45]

-Squidward: “Shut your damn mouth, Leafy, your mom dropped you as a baby. I have no other explanation for how much brain damage you have right now.” [12:46]

-ur mom: wow squidward, i can’t believe you’d say something so terrible to leafy :( [12:46]

 

Steve: (“Yeah… Nothing particularly relevant there… I was kind of hoping for something from Noob or Light, though… Just to confirm that they are still alive and well…”)

 

Steve: (“Well… Maybe less so from Light and more so from Noob…”)

 

Steve: (“Anyway, I still have some time to spare, so I guess I should meet up with someone else again.”)

 

Steve met Leafy flinging the buttons on the arcade’s pinball machine.

 

Leafy: “Oh, heya, Stevie! How’s it going!”

 

Steve: (“Hmm… Well, she’s calling me Stevie again, so I guess that’s good.”)

 

Leafy: “I’m practising to see if I can beat Mr. Wahwah at this stupid game!”

 

Leafy: “So… Whatcha here for?”

 

Steve: “I was just thinking… Do you want to hang out for a while…? I guess now that our arguments are a little more settled I think it’d be a good idea.”

 

Leafy: “Sure! Sounds coolio!”

 

-Free Time Event 2 with Leafy-

 

Leafy: “Wow! I’m so grateful you decided to take some time out of your day to talk to me, Stevieee~!”

 

Leafy: “In fact, I’m so grateful that I decided to bake a cake for the first person to talk to me, so here you go! Here’s your cake!”

 

Leafy handed Steve a big pink cake with a badly drawn smiley face on it.

 

Steve: “Oh, wow… Thanks Leafy, this looks nice.”

 

Leafy: “Yaaaay~!”

 

Steve: “I’m definitely gonna have some later…”

 

Steve: “W-Well… As long as there isn’t any cyanide in it… You weren’t making this cake with Homer, were you…?”

 

Leafy: “No way! And besideeees, I only put cyanide in the cakes of people I don’t like! It’d be mean to put cyanide in nice peoples’ cakes!”

 

Steve: “It’s pretty mean to put cyanide in peoples’ cakes regardless of whether they’re mean or nice, Leafy…”

 

Leafy: “W-Wha?! Do you t-think I’m mean or something?!”

 

Steve: “No, it’s just that-

 

Leafy let out an exasperated sigh that surprisingly tasted like a fresh burst of oxygen.

 

Leafy: “You can be honest… Am I nice, or not nice..? I-It’s something I’m kinda worried about…”

 

Steve: “Well… I dunno…”

 

Leafy: “You dunno, huh?”

 

Leafy: “Well… What can I do to seem more nice to you guys? Should I bake more cakes, or say more compliments, or something…?”

 

Steve: “It’s not necessary to do that kinda stuff, Leafy… All you need to do is be nice in a natural way… That’s what real niceness feels like…”

 

Leafy: “Huh..? But I-I…”

 

Leafy: “I am perfectly natural! I’m a leaf after all!”

 

Steve: (“I felt like Leafy was actually picking up on what I was saying, but maybe not…”)

 

Steve: “I just mean… You can do nice things without having the intention of being nice. That makes it feel a lot more insincere and a lot less fake…”

 

Leafy: “Uhmmm… B-But isn’t every nice thing you do to prove how nice you are…?”

 

Steve: “Not really… Honestly, Leafy, that sounds kinda unhealthy…”

 

Steve: “Maybe you should think about what others think, not just being nice on a surface level… That’s what empathy is about.”

 

Steve: “And maybe it’s important to I dunno… Forgive people sometimes…”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Steve: “I dunno… Sorry if I came off as a bit harsh or-

 

Leafy: “Nah, don’t worry! I have friends to chat to and Basils to pester so dontcha worry about me~!”

 

Leafy: “See ya around~!”

 

Steve: (“Maybe Leafy wants to ignore what I’m saying, but I did think she took some of it in, even if she seemed kind of in denial and didn’t want to.”)

 

Steve: (“Hopefully I didn’t come off as too condescending… Sometimes I’m a bit sick of Leafy’s nonsense even though I know she means well… Sometimes…”)

 

Steve: (“I should probably check my messages again… It seems like I look at them a lot less than everyone else…”)

 

-ur mom: yo, whaddup? [2:38]

-Red: Don’t say whaddup its cringe and dead [2:38]

-ur mom: i’m literally a skeleton… it’s not appropriation to say dead things… [2:39]

-Red: Aight but sans ur so cringe that people are gonna kill you next lol [2:39]

-ur mom: hehehe, if anyone tries to fight me, they’re in for a bad time 😎[2:40]

-Red: Sans i dont wanna kill u but ur actin so cringe that i actually might do it [2:40]

-~Gandhi~: Red! Do not even consider it… In the name of keeping the peace, we should not even consider hurting each other! [2:41]

-Red: do u like have no sarcasm detector or smth? Did someone take it outta ur brain when u were a baby? [2:41]

-LightYagami: Red. You are a murderer. He has no reason to trust you. [2:43]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Oh my tree! Light’s actually alive! 😱😱😱😱 [2:44]

-LightYagami: Did you really think I was going to die before a motive was announced? Are you really all that bloodthirsty? [2:44]

-Red: Yo light you should come to our place weve got cookies and donuts [2:45]

-LightYagami: Do you actually think I’m going to fall for that? How idiotic are you? [2:45]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Yeah! The donuts are really tasty and not filled with cyanide and we totally won’t tie you up or anything! [2:46]

-Squidward: Shush, Leafy. You’re giving the whole thing away… [2:46]

-LightYagami: I think it was fairly obvious that you were going to do that anyway, Squidward... [2:46]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Ooh ooh! I have an idea! We make it like hide and seek! Light has to give us a hint about his location! Now! [2:47]

-Squidward: Do you really think Light’s gonna respond to that..? [2:48]

-LightYagami: Why not? It might make things more exciting… I’ll give you a hint: I’ve seen Nubert. [2:49]

-Red: Who the frick calls him nubert shut ur pretentious ass 🤮[2:49]

-Red: So he’s suggesting that Noob and himself have chosen a hiding place somewhat nearby. I suggest you leave Noob alone, Light… [2:50]

-LightYagami: I have no intentions to harm Noob, Trainer Red. He may have befriended a terrorist, but he’s otherwise an upstanding citizen. [2:51]

-LightYagami: I’ll only harm him if he hurts me first, or does something truly irredeemable. [2:52]

-ur mom: d’awwww, light is such a nice guy, after all… [2:53]

-LightYagami: Why, thank you, Sans. It’s good to receive some praise after all of your ceaseless rage towards me. [2:53]

-Red: Oh looks like gandhis not the only one who needs a new sarcasm detector [2:54]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): Wahahaha! This idiot actually thought Sans was complimenting him! [2:55]

-LightYagami: I will admit it is much harder to detect sarcasm through text messages. I had hoped that one of you had an underlying belief that I’m truly a good person. I mean it when I say that I don’t mean any harm… [2:56]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): Wahahaha! As if! I think that’s just your ego talkin [2:56]

-LightYagami: Speak for yourself, egomaniacal bank robber. I see no reason as to why everyone else trusts you and not me. [2:57]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): Maybe it’s cuz you said YOU ENJOYED THE KILLING GAME?!?!?! DUMPHEAD!!!! [2:57]

-LightYagami: I will admit that was a poor diplomatic move on my part, but a carefully selected one. I must say that I said that to level the playing field between me and the other participants. [2:58]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): Is this just a game to you, LIGHT YAGAPOOP?! Your ego will be your own downfall! [2:58]

-LightYagami: And yours also, Waluigi. You have quite the hubris to consider yourself my rival… [2:59]

-~Gandhi~: Everyone, I have found a card game, known as “Werewolves” in the arcade. Please tell me if you wish to join. I shall be hosting at 7:00 [6:13]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): I’m down for it! I just know I’m gonna win! [6:13]

-basil: Can you tell us what happens in the game, please? [6:15]

-~Gandhi~: There are two werewolves that must decide someone to kill each night. Using social deduction, the innocents must discover the identity of the wolves and lynch them by hanging. [6:16]

-ur mom: ooh, a game about lynching people. i’m in, just don’t leave me hanging, heheh… [6:17]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Ooh! I wanna join too! I’m down for anything with my friends~! [6:17]

-Red: I’ll join. [6:18]

-basil: Really sorry guys, but I think I’ll pass… Thanks for the offer though, really! [6:19]

-basil: Really sorry for not joining… [6:19]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): There’s no need to apologise twice, Basil! [6:19]

-basil: i know, sorry… [6:19]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): Also, I’m down for joining, sounds fun! [6:19]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: You better not cheat, Waluigi! I’m watching you… 👁️👄👁️ [6:20]

-ur mom: leafy, what monstrosity have you created? not even ur face compares to that THING. [6:20]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Hey! My face isn’t ugly! [6:21]

-LightYagami: It is a shame I cannot participate without getting tied up… I am quite talented at social deduction games… [6:22]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): Oh boohoo! Poor Light Yagami can’t participate! So sad! [6:22]

-ur mom: btw we’re still waiting on squidward, steve, homer and red. [6:22]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Well Homer doesn’t have a phone, so he can’t see our texts… [6:22]

-~Gandhi~: Then I shall go get homer myself… [6:23]

-Squidward: I’ll join I guess… I don’t want to, but everyone else seems to be doing it… [6:23]

-Red: meh im good im not into that sorta thing [6:23]

-Steve: Oh, sorry for the late response, I don’t check my phone too often! I’m down for it. [6:23]

-~Gandhi~: It is “okay” Steve, we shall meet you outside the radio tower. [6:23]

 

 

Steve: (“Okay… I guess I should get going. I’m down for this “Social Deduction” game, but it’s unfortunate that it kinda parallels the killing game we’re currently playing…”)

Notes:

Anyways, hope you enjoyed, even if it was a smaller chapter! Prepare for some social deduction next time, and soon enough we'll be getting the motive announced! I wonder if you'll find the next one exciting... It's sure to kill the harmony just a little bit! Any thoughts on what it might be?

Chapter 32: Chapter 3 [H] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

It's time for Steve and co. to do a little social deduction. Will Steve's team be able to win?

Also, I finally got a profile pick! I was originally planning to do a profile pic of one of the characters, but then I was worried people might accuse me of bias, so this glorious gnome will have to do!

~CHAPTER 32~

 

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

Steve met everyone else at the radio tower entrance to start the social deduction game.

 

Waluigi: “Heya, Stevo! Yer’ the last to arrive! Apart from Homer, of course…”

 

Steve: “O-oh, I see… It’s a shame Noob couldn’t join, I feel bad that he’s still in hiding…”

 

Leafy: “Oh well! I guess we’ll just have to make do with the eight of us, huh?”

 

Sans: “yeah… at least we’ve got squiddy von burgerpants here with us, heheh.”

 

Squidward: “Hmph…”

 

Leafy: “Well, why don’t we just get this party started!”

 

Trainer Red: “We’re still waiting on Homer and Gandhi.”

 

Steve: “Hopefully they’ll arrive soon…”

 

As if on cue, Homer and Gandhi arrived at the scene, with Gandhi and Homer both waving their hands. Gandhi waved his in a straight, almost robotic manner, whilst Homer waved his around loosely as if it was slightly out of his own control.

 

Homer: “Hey! Are we playing a game or something..?”

 

Gandhi: “Yes… It is called “Werewolves”, you may also know it as “Mafia”. It is a social deduction game.”

 

Homer: “I have no clue what any of that means, but it sounds cool! I’m gonna shoot down all the mafia!”

 

Homer started firing finger guns at everyone. When he fired at Sans, he fell on the floor and pretended to be dead.

 

Homer: “Ka-pew!”

 

Gandhi: “Anyway, Homer has gratefully given me this donut as a reward for gathering him.”

 

Gandhi opened his mouth to chew down on Homer’s donut.

 

Steve: (“NononononNO!”)

 

Steve slapped the donut off of Gandhi’s arms.

 

Steve: “Guys! That donut might have cyanide in it! Homer was trying to poison the donuts with cyanide!”

 

Everyone just stared at Steve in utter confusion.

 

Sans: “nah… homer wouldn’t do that… it’s too well thought of a plan…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! There’s no way Homer would do something like THAT!”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, he’s just too stupid…”

 

As Squidward said that, Steve could see Homer’s face swelling with anger and rage.

 

Homer: “I! AM! NOT! STOOPID!”

 

Squidward: “It’s pronounced “stupid”...”

 

Homer: “It was totally my plan! I was gonna do the drugs, like the guy on TV!”

 

Sans: “Waltuh?”

 

Homer: “Yeah! Like uhh… Waltuh! I was gonna be cooking!”

 

Homer: “I was gonna sell you guys donuts, and get really rich! The true American way!”

 

Trainer Red: “You realise you could have just killed Gandhi, don’t you, Homer!”

 

Homer: “Well hey! Not like I knew that! I only thought it was gonna make you all go crazy!”

 

Squidward: “That really doesn’t help your argument, Homer…”

 

Homer: “...”

 

Steve: “L-let’s just put it aside for now… I don’t think Homer really had any malicious intentions with the whole thing…”

 

Sans: “yeah, i guess… i don’t really see homer actually wanting to kill us…”

 

Homer: “Yeah! I’d never want to kill someone!”

 

Leafy: “Hm…”

 

Homer: “Well… Maybe Donut Boy… But that’s only cuz he’d be reaaaallllyyy tasty!”

 

Squidward: “You should be glad he isn’t here to hear that…”

 

Gandhi: “Now everyone, let us commence…”

 

Trainer Red: “Wait… Don’t we need to choose a host first?”

 

Leafy: “Hmm… Who should the host be?! We need someone to announce the whole thing…”

 

Sans: “oh dang… maybe don’t pick me… i’m not all that bothered. i’d rather lay back and let you guys do the work, heheh…”

 

Gandhi: “Actually, Sans, I believe you might make an excellent host…”

 

Sans: “huh? is grandpa gandhi tryina’ say something to me..?”

 

Sans: “guess i should listen… he’s kinda a bossy bastard after all…”

 

Gandhi: “Somebody with a colloquial, comedic tone would make an excellent host, so I think you are fit for the job.”

 

Sans: “oh, uh… i guess i’m down for it…”

 

Leafy: “Coolio! Looks like we’re ready to go!”

 

Sans: “alright… let’s get kickin’...”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed. The time for “kicking” is now.”

 

Waluigi: “So… Should we get handin’ those cards around?!”

 

Gandhi: “I believe with seven players, two werewolves is the ideal amount.”

 

Gandhi: “This would be slightly biassed towards the wolves, but it is still much more balanced than just having one wolf.”

 

Leafy: “If only we had one more player… I’m guessing Blobby can’t play…”

 

Blobby: “Di…tto…”

 

Trainer Red: “His inability to talk might make things more difficult for him...”

 

Waluigi: “Dang… It’d be so much cooler with eight players…”

 

Monokuma: “Boo~! Monokuma appears!”

 

Sans: “god, it’s this guy…”

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhuh~! You guys sounded like you needed an extra player, so I, Monokuma, have invited myself over!”

 

Leafy: “Well, we don’t accept you! You’re ugly!”

 

Monokuma: “Why are you being so meeeeeaaaannn Leafy?! Aren’t I just a little cuddly bear!”

 

Monokuma made a cute face, which caused Leafy to look at Monokuma in adoration.

 

Leafy: “D’awww! He’s soooo cuuute~!”

 

Leafy looked at herself in embarrassment after realising what she just said.

 

Leafy: “Uh, umm…. I meant ugly! Yeah! He’s ugly!”

 

Trainer Red: “Anyway, you aren’t invited, Monokuma, so scram.”

 

Monokuma: “Hey! That’s rude! How about this… If you don’t let me get invited to your little game, everyone here is gonna be punished!”

 

Sans: “oh come on… that’s just blackmailing…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah! You can’t just force yourself into this game!”

 

Gandhi: “Let’s just accept it for now… At the very least, the wolves can kill Monokuma as soon as possible…”

 

Monokuma: “Grrr…! You’re bringing out my evil side! You won’t like me when I’m evil!”

 

Squidward: “You’re always evil, Monokuma…”

 

Monokuma: “Oh, fine then! If you guys kill me on the first night, I’ll punish all of you! Ya’ got it?”

 

Steve: “U-ugh… Okay… Fine, you can join, and enforce all your stupid rules on us… Just don’t punish us…”

 

Monokuma: “Alrighto! Let the games commence!”

 

Sans: “uhhh, guys… we got seats?”

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu… I can sort that out for you all! That’s easy!”

 

Monokuma: “Presto binggooooooo!”

 

As soon as Monokuma said that, eight seats came falling from the sky, with one falling on Homer’s head.

 

Homer: “Doh!”

 

Sans: “hey, uh… monokuma..? got a seat for me?”

 

Waluigi: “Huh? You’re the host? Why’d ya’ need a seat?”

 

Sans: “uh… do you guys even know me..? i’m lazy, remember?”

 

Monokuma: “Oh… Right, fine….”

 

Monokuma: “Presto binggooooooo!”

 

Eight more seats fell from the sky, with another one landing on Homer.

 

Homer: “Doh! Stupid seat!”

 

Sans: “didya’ really need to make EIGHT more seats? we only needed one…”

 

Monokuma: “Hey! Don’t judge! Presto bingo is a limited spell!”

 

But as soon as Monokuma said “Presto Bingo”, eight more seats fell from the sky, with yet another falling on Homer.

 

Homer: “Doh! These seats hate me even more than you guys!!”

 

Trainer Red: “Are you making them fall on Homer or something..?”

 

Monokuma: “Sure am! I just looooveeee seeing people get hurt!”

 

Leafy: “Oh! Me too! I mean…”

 

Everyone stared at Leafy.

 

Leafy: “Uh… Um…. Only if they aren’t my friends, hehehe…”

 

Squidward: “Let’s just ignore what Leafy said and get started…”

 

Gandhi: “Alright… Hand out the cards, Sans, and provide us with some narration.”

 

-WEREWOLVES BEGIN-

 

Sans: “alright, everyone let me dole out the cards.”

 

Sans handed out cards to everyone. Unlike a regular host, however, he placed them on everyone’s heads instead of on their hands, as well as one on Squidward’s nose.

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Sans: “alright, everyone read their card, then hide it. if it says werewolf, then you’re a bad guy, and you need to hide it…”

 

Homer: “Oh! Okay!”

 

Waluigi: “Hmmm….. Homer’s sounding kinda sus there…”

 

Steve looked down at his card….

 

WEREWOLF

 

 

Steve: (“Dang it… I was just looking forward to a relaxing game where we’d work together, or I’d get killed… Oh well, I guess I’ll have to work with this…”)

 

Sans put his hands behind his head, then began to speak.

 

Sans: “alright everyone, ya’ got cards… now it’s time to begin…”

 

Sans: “it was a dark and stormy night…”

 

Squidward: “Generic, Sans, just generic!”

 

Sans: “ugh, fine…”

 

Sans: “it was a night of fear and terror… everyone was afraid of the small creatures lurking in the dark… they had terrifying pointy hats, and a horrifying smile that could instill fear into anyone that saw them…”

 

Squidward: “Uhhh, Sans, I thought this was supposed to be about werewolves, not gnomes…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, Sans, stop being gnomophobic!”

 

Sans: “alright… take three…”

 

Sans: “the village at first seemed innocent… but little did the poor villagers know that there were two werewolves lurking in the dark… bit by bit… they would soon shred the whole town to little pieces…”

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu! Now that’s more exciting!”

 

Squidward: “You have terrible tastes, Monokuma… I can’t believe I’m saying this, but your tastes are probably worse than Sans’...”

 

Sans: “now everyone, shut up and close your eyes. The wolves have to do their shredding…”

 

Everyone began to shut their eyes.

 

Sans: “bzzzz… brrr… shred, pow, pow, pow…”

 

Gandhi: “Sans… Proceed with the plot.”

 

Sans: “the town had a foul and spooky aura… it was clear something sinister was about to happen… it wasn’t a full moon, but still, these werewolves wake up every night instead for plot convenience.”

 

Sans: “anyway, werewolves open your eyes…”

 

Steve opened his eyes, and looked for the other werewolf…

 

Steve: (“Um… There’s nobody else here…”)

 

Sans: “ahem…”

 

Sans: “werewolf b, open your eyes…”

 

Homer: “Zzzzzz….”

 

Homer: “Huh? Is that meant to be me?”

 

Steve: (“Oh no….”)

 

Steve: (“Oh God no… Do I really have to be paired with him..?”)

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “anyway… point at the guy, or leaf, you want to kill… it can’t be monokuma, because he’s a fartface.”

 

Homer started pointing at Monokuma anyway, who was making mock farting noises…

 

Or maybe it was real farting, he couldn’t quite tell…

 

Steve: (“Homer, no! You can’t do that! You’ll get all punished!”)

 

Steve tried to redirect Homer urgently, onto someone else.

 

Sans: “homer… uh… i mean… werewolf b… you can’t just kill monokuma, or else we’ll all die…”

 

Homer: “Ohhhhh!”

 

Steve glared at Homer angrily.

 

Steve: (“Oh my God, could he be any bit less obvious?!”)

 

Homer then pointed at and poked Squidward, who was sitting next to him.

 

Steve: (“Uhhh…. I guess so..? Squidward didn’t really want to be part of this game, and plus he’s one of the people who could figure us out more easily…”)

 

Steve nodded and pointed at Squidward.

 

Sans: “ok, looks like we got our victim, squidward. he’s turned into juicy, meaty flesh by the wolves and is never seen alive again.”

 

Squidward: “Oh come on! I bet you pointed at them to kill me, Sans”

 

Sans: “the wolves have had their fill of squidward’s fleshy organs. they then close their eyes and turn back to humans. concealing their true forms in the shadows until another day…”

 

Sans: “the town awakes, horrified at what’s happened to our favourite cephalopod…”

 

Sans: “he’s become nothing less than a pile of bones. and naturally, since skeletons are spooky and scary, everyone’s chilled to the bone…”

 

Sans: “w-wait… do octopi, octopuses, whatever ya’ call em’... do they even have bones?”

 

Squidward: “No… No they don’t…”

 

Sans: “right uh… i guess the werewolves just feast on their tender, boneless, kentucky fried friend.”

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Homer: “AAAAAAAAHHHH! This is terrible! Who could have done this?!”

 

Leafy: “I know Homer… It’s awful! Who’d do this to poor innocent Squidward?!”

 

Leafy: “I bet it was Basil!”

 

Trainer Red: “He’s not even playing, Leafy…”

 

Leafy: “Okay, then I bet it was Monokuma!”

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu! Wouldn’t that just be too obvious?!”

 

Steve: “Yeah… And I’ve got evidence to prove that Monokuma is innocent…”

 

Steve: (“I need to pretend to be helpful to the town, at least for now, even if that means clearing out some people as suspects…”)

 

Steve: (“I may even have to throw Homer under the bus if it means giving everyone else more reason to trust me…”)

 

Leafy: “Huh?! Why are you trying to prove Monokuma’s innocence!”

 

Leafy: “Ooh! Maybe it’s cos’ you’re working with Monokuma! Not just in this game, but in real life too!”

 

Trainer Red: “Calm down Leafy, he’s just trying to help us…”

 

Monokuma: “Yeah, please save me, Steve! I’m a sweet damsel in distress~!”

 

Monokuma swooned at Steve, making him feel very uncomfortable.

 

Waluigi: “Nobody wanted that image in their heads, Monokuma!”

 

Steve: “Anyway, it can’t be Monokuma, since Sans specifically told the werewolves not to point at Monokuma, due to the execution risk.”

 

Monokuma: “Exactly~! I can’t believe one of you wanted to hurt little ol’ me!”

 

Leafy: “Well, if it’s not Monokuma, who is it?”

 

Squidward: “Well obviously it’s-”

 

Steve: “Homer.”

 

Homer: “Wh-why are you accusing me, Mr. Blockhead?”

 

Steve: “That’s Steve to you…”

 

Gandhi: “Look, it is fairly definite that Homer is a werewolf.”

 

Trainer Red: “Yeah. Sans slipping up made it fairly clear that it was him…”

 

Squidward: “Besides, I don’t think anyone else would be stupid enough to”-

 

Sans: “squidward. dead people don’t talk… at least i don’t think they do..?”

 

Sans: “ill let ya’ talk if you ever see a dead person talkin’ in real life, like a skeleton or somethin’... but for now, be quiet.”

 

Squidward: “Ugh… Alright… It just feels unfair that I was kicked out first from both games that we”-

 

Sans put his finger over Squidward’s mouth, which caused him to sigh grumpily.

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Homer: “But Squidward’s wrong! Cuz’ I’m not stupid! In fact, I’m smarter than my dog and baby! Combined!”

 

Homer: “Well… Maybe not combined… Unless they were like… Combined in a blender…”

 

Homer: “Anyways! I’m gonna eat all the villagers to prove how smart I am! Just you watch me! Mwahahahaha!”

 

Waluigi: “Heh… He’s just giving himself away tooooo easily…”

 

Sans: “alright… everyone point at who you think the killer is…”

 

Everyone, except Monokuma and Leafy, pointed at Homer. Homer saw everyone else doing that and decided to point at himself.

 

Sans: “alright… homer gets hung… before he dies, he goes “blargagagagagaga” and then blood spills everywhere.”

 

Homer: “NOOOOOOOOOOooooooo! Why would you guys kill me?! I didn’t not do anything wrong!”

 

Sans: “what was homer’s role..? it’s time for the big shocking reveal…”

 

Sans: “homer was a werewolf! good job guys, everyone except monokuma and leafy got it right…”

 

Trainer Red: “Could you two care to explain..?”

 

Leafy: “Well, I thought it was Stevie! He was just making us think it was Homer!”

 

Monokuma: “I just voted Steve cuz’ I like the idea of executing an innocent! Ahahahahaha!”

 

Trainer Red: “Monokuma’s reasoning checks out… As for Leafy… We’ll get her tomorrow…”

 

Leafy: “Ooh! Not if I get you first, Reddy!”

 

Trainer Red: “Reddy..?”

 

Sans: “anyway… all the villagers celebrate in triumph, except for leafy, who’s still sad about the homerwolf’s death. maybe she’s a furry or something…”

 

Leafy: “Am not!”

 

Sans: “anyway, the villagers all celebrate by getting as drunk as a homer on a christmas evening. this causes them to fall asleep, however, the last great beast awakens during their intoxicated slumber…”

 

Sans: “last werewolf, choose the drunken body ya’ wish to squeeze the juices out of…”

 

Steve opened his eyes and pointed at Trainer Red.

 

Steve: (“I think taking out Trainer Red is a good idea... For one, it frames Leafy, since she said she was gonna take down Trainer Red before he could accuse her, and secondly, Trainer Red seems like a tough opponent who might be able to easily figure me out…”)

 

Sans: “ok, the drunken yellow liquors ooze out of trainer red’s body as he soon becomes a meaty amalgamation. before he dies, he gives his heroic last words of”-

 

Trainer Red: “I’m underage.”

 

Sans: “well, uh… okay… replace the yellow liquors with spider cider… i think that stuff’s alcohol free.”

 

Sans: “and so… everyone finally wakes up from their drunken sleep and sees what was once trainer red’s body, but is now a sad piece of meat on the bone that has no use left but to skewer a particularly fat person.”

 

Monokuma: “Wow Sans! What a lovely image! It’s Monokuma approved!”

 

Sans: “i… don’t think that’s a good thing…”

 

Sans: “anyway, the villagers gather to try to decide who committed this horrendous crime…”

 

Leafy: “Oh no! I think I know who did it..!”

 

Monokuma: “Ohohoho! Now who would that be..?”

 

Leafy: “Monokuma, of course! Nobody else would be evil enough to kill Trainer Red!”

 

Homer: “Hey! I agree with Leafy!”

 

Squidward: “Homer, shut up… We’re meant to be dead…”

 

 

Gandhi: “Well, Homer was a werewolf himself, so him agreeing with Leafy probably incriminates that Leafy is the werewolf…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, not to mention that Leafy herself said that she was gonna get Trainer Red first before she could get accused…”

 

Leafy: “Hey, hey! It’s not me! Stop accusing me!”

 

Waluigi: “Well, you were defending Homer earlier right..? That’s only something a werewolf would do!”

 

Leafy: “I only defended Homer cuz he’s nice! Grrr…! It’s definitely Monokuma and YOU, Waluigi! Both of you are teaming up..!”

 

Gandhi: “That is not possible! Leafy, please remember that there is only one werewolf left!”

 

Leafy: “Oops, my bad! Well, it’s definitely Monokuma!”

 

Steve: “How about this Leafy… If you turn out to be innocent, then we get Monokuma…”

 

Leafy: “No! Don’t do that! Then you’ll have to kill me first!”

 

Waluigi: “Leafy! Just give it up! It’s so obvious that it’s you!”

 

Leafy: “Grrrr…! You’re all a bunch of meanie poo-poo heads!”

 

Steve: “Yeah… Let’s just vote for Leafy…”

 

Gandhi: “Agreed.”

 

Sans: “alright… everyone point at who you think the wolf is…”

 

Everyone pointed at Leafy, except for Monokuma who pointed at Gandhi, and Leafy, who pointed at Monokuma.

 

Steve: “Monokuma..? Can you just work for the team..?”

 

Monokuma: “No way! How boring would it be if we only voted for guilty people! That wouldn’t make for a fun killing game at all!”

 

Waluigi: “Of course you’d say that, Monokuma…”

 

Sans: “anyway… leafy makes like a tree and leaves, however, everyone eventually runs up to her, and they crush her death.”

 

Leafy: “What? Crushed to death?! Could I at least be hung?”

 

Sans: “we had to sell the noose due to budget cuts…”

 

Sans: “anyway, it turns out leafy was actually a villager, so you guys just crushed an innocent to death… good job.”

 

Monokuma: “Yipppeee!!! How exciting!”

 

Steve: “Guys… It’s fairly obvious it’s Monokuma… He’s just been voting random people, while the rest of us have been actively seeking the killer instead…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm… I believe Steve is correct.”

 

Waluigi: “Eh… I’m not sure, guess we’ll see…”

 

Sans: “anyway, everyone is grief stricken, so they can’t sleep due to the realisation that they’ve killed an innocent villager…”

 

 

Monokuma: “Boo-hoo! Get me some tissues, Skeletor!”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Monokuma: “I SAID GET ME SOME TISSUES!!”

 

Sans: “ah, who am i kiddin’..? monokuma’s here… there’s no grief whatsoever and everyone happily falls asleep, completely disregarding self-defence despite the fact that the town is riddled by werewolves.”

 

Sans: “anyway, the werewolf doesn’t like sleeping, which honestly, i think is criminal, but whatever, they open their eyes…”

 

Sans: “who will the furry turn into their snack tonight..?”

 

Steve: (“Well… Gandhi seems to be by my side, whilst Waluigi seems to doubt me, so I guess I’ll get Waluigi.”)

 

Steve pointed at Waluigi.

 

Sans: “ok, waluigi is reshaped by the werewolf into a bunch of spindly sticks… if he wasn’t one already.”

 

Sans: “i swear waluigi, you look like some kinda cursed puppet, but i’m a skeleton, so i’m not gonna judge…”

 

Waluigi: “Wah! Not fair! not fair!”

 

Waluigi: “And I knew who the killer was! It’s”-

 

Leafy put her hand over Waluigi’s mouth, muffling his voice.

 

Waluigi: “Sthsdhghdhhs..!”

 

Leafy: “No cheating this time, Waluigi!”

 

Sans: “anyway, the town awakes from their terrible nightmares, which they don’t get cuz’ of their fear of werewolves, but because monokuma is one of their residents.”

 

Sans: “so… everyone wake up and discuss the killer. it’s your last chance after all…”

 

Gandhi: “Everyone. As a knowledgeable player of werewolves, I have a theory.”

 

Steve: “Hmm..? What’s that theory?”

 

Gandhi: “My theory is that Steve is the killer.”

 

Steve: “U-Uh… That’s wrong! It’s clearly Monokuma who’s the killer, you said so yourself!”

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu~! Now this is what I call exciting!”

 

Gandhi: “Allow me to explain…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

 

Gandhi: “I baited Monokuma into attacking me by saying that Monokuma is the killer, whilst Waluigi wasn’t certain of that.”

 

Gandhi: “If Monokuma truly was the killer, then he would’ve got rid of me or Steve, instead of the person who doubted him the least.”

 

Steve: “That’s wrong! This is just a setup by Monokuma to make us think it was me!”

 

Monokuma: “Well, well, well! I do love setups after all!”

 

Gandhi: “Well that is not my only evidence, Steve, you see…”

 

Gandhi: “You must also remember that you were awfully pushy towards framing Leafy as the killer…”

 

Gandhi: “Additionally, you were the one that suggested lynching Monokuma if Leafy turns out to be innocent. I believe that was done in an attempt to deflect attention from yourself…”

 

Gandhi: “And that’s why the killer is you, Steve, The Ultimate Miner!”

 

 

Gandhi’s glasses flashed gloriously like some kind of stuck-up anime boy. The remaining hairs he had on his head blew dramatically with the wind.

 

Steve: “No! That’s not true! Monokuma! You’ve gotta believe me!”

 

Gandhi: “Steve… I must say… Your greatest mistake was not choosing me as a target… You may have underestimated the vicious potential of “Grandpa Gandhi”...”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “This guy’s just making up nonsense, you’ve gotta believe me, Monokuma!”

 

Monokuma: “Ehhh… We’ll see about that, Steve… Sans! I think it’s voting time!”

 

Sans: “oh, uh, right… point at the guy you think it is.”

 

Steve and Gandhi pointed at each other, but Monokuma pointed at….

 

Nobody?

 

Steve: “Monokuma! You have to pick!”

 

Monokuma: “Naaahhh… I don’t take sides! How despair-inducing would it be if everyone lost and nobody won?”

 

Monokuma: “So I say you both get executed and the winner is Monokuma! Puhuhu~!”

 

 

Sans: “are you sure about that, monokuma..? this is kinda throwing…”

 

Monokuma: “Argh! Dare you question me?! Why I oughta!”-

 

Sans: “yeah, yeah, we get it… steve and gandhi both get hung to death… monokuma laughs at their stretchy corpses because he’s a complete psycho. the winner is monokuma…”

 

Monokuma: “Ahahahaha! The winner is always Monokuma! Take that suckers!”

 

Squidward: “Great job, Monokuma, you ruined everyone’s fun…”

 

Monokuma: “Why thank you, Squidward! It’s what I do best~! Well, other than yourself of course!”

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Leafy: “This game would be a lot more fun without you, Mono-ugly!”

 

Blobby: “Ditto!”

 

Monokuma: “Well, it’s your fault for wanting an extra participant! The joke’s on you now! Ahahahaha!”

 

Sans: “not funny “monopoopma”... your presence was “unbearable”...”

 

Monokuma: “Grrr..! Stop making disrespectful puns about me, or I might just have to “pun-ish” you! Ahahaha!”

 

Waluigi: “Hey, that’d be a lot more funny if it came from Sans’ mouth!”

 

Monokuma: “Grrrr…! You guys are biassed! Biassed! I’m leaving!”

 

Monokuma did his usual thing and suddenly disappeared.

 

Squidward: “I’ve had enough of that idiotic bear…”

 

Blobby: “Ditto!”

Notes:

I hope you enjoyed more silly shenanigans this chapter, though, not gonna lie, there'll be some more serious stuff from now on...

Which characters are your favourite, and is there anyone you think is a little lacking in the character development side? It'd be cool to know which characters you enjoy and which I need to work on!

Chapter 33: Chapter 3 [I] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

After a bit of goofing around with the cast, it's finally time for the Rescue Team to put their plans into action! Where will it take them?!

The art on this chapter took me a while so I hope you enjoy it!

~CHAPTER 33~

Rescue Gang

Villager (Minecraft)

Stalin (Real Life)

Guest (Roblox)

Mr Krabs (SpongebobSquarepants)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Yellow (Among Us)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Light’s Dad (Death Note)

Wario (Super Mario)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

Bart Simpson (The Simpsons)

 

Kel gathered along with everyone else in the warehouse. It seemed like after their discussions, they were finally ready to do something.

 

Kel: “Alright… So, what’s our plan..?”

 

Soichiro: “Fundamentally, the idea is quite simple. Rather than facing Monokuma head on, we undergo a rescue operation in which we take our friends and family out of the island one by one.”

 

Guest nodded approvingly at this suggestion.

 

Yellow: “Nice! So we don’t even need to do any fighting?? XD”

 

Monomi: “See! I knew you could come up with a plan that wouldn’t get anyone hurt! Hooray~!”

 

Villager: “Well, it’s not as if no weapons will be used… We’ve assigned weapons to each of you.”

 

Mr Krabs: “Ayy, my hearties! Now what kind of weapon would an old crab like me be usin’?”

 

Villager snatched the bag of coins in Mr Krabs’ bag and loaded them into a Nerf gun.

 

Villager: “A coin gun…”

 

Mr Krabs: “Noooo! There’s no way I’m partin’ with me’ precious babies that easily!”

 

Villager: “Fine. Then you can use Stalin’s weapon instead.”

 

Villager tossed Mr Krabs a couple smoke bombs and handed Stalin the coin gun.

 

Stalin: “You expect me to use THIS? But this goes against the ethics of communism!”

 

Villager: “Shut up about your communism. I know you don’t actually abide by its principles.”

 

Stalin: “...”

 

Wario: “Wahahaha! Stalin just got exposed!”

 

Stalin: “...”

 

Soichiro: “Anyway, I’ll hand out weapons to everyone else.”

 

Soichiro: “Bart and Kel, please take these basketball maces.”

 

Soichiro gave Bart and Kel basketballs attached to long pieces of string.

 

Bart: “Woah! These are actually pretty sick!”

 

Bart swung around the basketball mace with radical and gnarly cool kid style.

 

Villager: “They probably can’t kill anyone, but they should do a good job knocking people out.”

 

Soichiro: “Firey, take this rope.”

 

Firey: “Uhhh… This is just a rope… What am I meanta’ do with that?”

 

Villager: “Well, if you ignite it, you could deal some of the most damage out of any of us.”

 

Soichiro: “Next, Papyrus, take this sword…”

 

Soichiro handed Papyrus a shiny toy katana.

 

PAPYRUS: “OOH, SHINY! THIS REALLY IS BEFITTING OF A ROYAL GUARD MEMBER SUCH AS MYSELF!”

 

Yellow: “Uhh… It’s kinda just a toy…”

 

PAPYRUS: “NYEHEHEHEH! THIS IS NO MERE TOY! IT IS A TOY BELONGING TO THE GREAT PAPYRUS!”

 

Kel: (“I’m not sure how useful of a weapon that’ll be, but hey, at least it fits Papyrus’ style.”)

 

Soichiro: “Yellow and Guest, please take these… We thought long ranged combat might suit you better.”

 

Soichiro gave Guest and Yellow a box of gemstones titled “Box of Rocks” and a slingshot.

 

Yellow: “Hmm… This honestly sounds like it’ll be a good makeshift weapon… I love it!! <3”

 

Guest also seemed pleased with the weapon and nodded happily.

 

Soichiro: “For Professor Oak, we got you a laptop. It doesn’t have any batteries, but you can smash it over someone’s head, if needs be.”

 

Monomi: “Ouchies!”

 

Oak politely took the laptop from Soichiro’s hands.

 

Oak: “Hmmm… I don’t know how to use these gadgety things in my old age, but I’ll try my best, ahaha…”

 

Wario: “And what-a bouta’ me? Wario!”

 

Stalin: “Hah. A fat American such as yourself should fight barbarically with only his bare hands!”

 

Soichiro: “Yes, we thought Wario should just brute force it, so don’t have anything to give him.”

 

Wario: “Hahaha! That’s okay! If things go bad, I can always use my secret weapon!”

 

Kel: “Which is..?”

 

Wario: “Farting in their faces! Ahahahaha!”

 

Kel: “N-nevermind! Forget I even asked…”

 

Guest pointed at Villager and Soichiro as if to ask what weapons they were using themselves.

 

Soichiro: “Oh right. We already have proper weaponry from our careers.”

 

Villager: “Correct. We both possess pistols as part of our policing work.”

 

Monomi: “Pistols! You better not kill anyone! That would be verrry bad!”

 

Mr Krabs: “Alright! Well, things are lookin’ ready to go! Should we get to the rescue operation, laddies?”

 

Villager: “Alright. Just remember. If you see the bear, run.”

 

Mr Krabs: “Ah what’s the worst that could happen if I run into him?”

 

Soichiro: “He could kill you…”

 

Mr Krabs: “Ahhh, that can’t be so bad…”

 

Villager: “He could take your money…”

 

Mr Krabs suddenly froze in shock and terror.

 

Mr Krabs: “No, no, no, no! I won’t let him take my precious babies! I’ll run at all costs!”

 

Mr Krabs: “Well… As long as the cost isn’t money…”

 

Firey: “Why do you treat your money as if it’s your child..?”

 

Stalin: “That is just the way of filthy capitalists. Onwards, comrades.”

 

Monomi: “He’s right! Let’s go down the vents!”

 

Firey: “Heh, that’s what the clown in my nightmare said to me..!”

 

Wario: “What?!”

 

Firey: “Haha… Sorry, I just get weird nightmares sometimes…”

 

Everyone crawled down the vents into a stuffy corridor covered by unpolished walls of rock. Kel tried to feel his way along the walls to get across the dark underground, but the walls were too rough and uncomfortable for his hands to do so…

 

 

Wario: “Uuughh… This place is too stuffy!”

 

Stalin: “Of course it would be stuffy to a fat American.”

 

Wario: “Hey! I’m Italian!”

 

Stalin: “Hah, Italy has become nothing but a puppet state of America after The War, so in that sense you are truly just a meagre American…”

 

Wario: “Huh? Was this the War against Bowser?! I didn’t think America got involved…”

 

Stalin: “If “Bowser” is Italian for “Hitler”, then I suppose, yes…”

 

Kel: (“For some reason, I don’t really think that’s the case…”)

 

Kel: “Ugh… It’s so dark in here!”

 

Oak: “Hmmm… If only we had the HM Flash… My aide would give that to you if you managed to catch ten Pokémon!”

 

Yellow: “What the sus is this guy talking about???”

 

Bart: “Heh. He’s totally demented!”

 

Kel: “Bart! You don’t just say that about people!”

 

Bart: “Oh, well I just don’t care!”

 

Oak: “It’s okay… My memory isn’t quite like what it was back in my earlier days…”

 

Everyone looked back at Firey, who was creating a light, so that they could see through the dark tunnel.

 

Firey: “Hey, guys, maybe I should stand at the front…”

 

Villager: “That wouldn’t be possible without you shoving past everyone and burning them in the process…”

 

Firey: “Right. That wouldn’t be good, heheh…”

 

Everyone continued walking along the dark corridor with their weapons in hand.

 

Yellow: “Gooooshh… Are we ever gonna find something?! This is getting boring… 🥱”

 

Stalin: “Hmph… Perhaps this was just a trap set up by these American fools…”

 

Bart: “Heheh… I’d do that sorta thing to you, but I promise that’s not what’s goin’ on this time.”

 

Kel: “Yeah, I promise that to you, too.”

 

Guest looked back and pointed at Firey.

 

Firey: “Huh..? Wha-what did I do?”

 

Guest made a twirling motion at Firey, causing Firey turned around and see…

 

Firey: “Hey guys, I think I found a room down here!”

 

Oak: “My, my, my! Perhaps it is that robot Teddiursa’s secret lab!”

 

Yellow: “Yuck! I wonder what kinda unethical experiments he does in a place like that…”

 

Oak: “Well, this sure is exciting! There’s only one way to find out, folks!”

 

Firey: “Do we really wanna see Monokuma’s secret stuff, though..?”

 

Yellow: “Yeah, it’s probably gross in there…”

 

Kel: “C’mon guys… We aren’t just gonna let all this walking amount to nothing…”

 

PAPYRUS: “YES, LET’S VENTURE FORTH!”

 

Villager: “Agreed.”

 

When everyone entered the room, mechanical lights were turned on, illuminating the surroundings.

 

Kel: “Whoa! This looks like some kind of secret base for Monokuma!”

 

Kel looked around to see a bunch of golden statues of famous people, as well as a cabinet full of secret “MOTIVE DATA”, “ISLANDER DATA” and “TRAITOR DATA”. All of the cabinets were locked, except the “TRAITOR DATA” cabinet, however.

 

PAPYRUS: “WOWIE! THIS PLACE HAS A LUXURY COUCH! THIS REALLY WOULD BE A REALLY COOL PLACE TO HANG OUT!”

 

Kel: “Hmm… I found a file cabinet that seems to tell us something about “TRAITOR DATA”, and it’s open… Should we check it out?”

 

 

 

???: “I wouldn’t do that if I were you…”

 

A mysterious cloaked figure approached them from behind.

 

Yellow: “W-whoa! Who’s this?!”

 

Soichiro: “Are you the mastermind behind this killing game?”

 

???: “Perhaps I am, perhaps I’m not… Either way, I’d suggest you avoid opening that folder… It may contain things you don’t want to see…”

 

Bart: “Hah, like this spooky guy can scare me! I’m ready for anything!”

 

???: “If you choose to open that folder, I may have to stop you…”

 

Mr Krabs: “Hahaha… Okay, we better get a move on laddies!”

 

Stalin: “You’re falling for this pathetic cloaked figure’s threats..?”

 

Stalin: “Pathetic Ameri-

 

Yellow: “Yeah we’ve heard that like 50k times already!!”

 

???: “Just don’t take the folder, or I may have to resort to violence.”

 

PAPYRUS: “HAH! VIOLENCE, YOU SAY? I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, LAUGH IN THE FACE OF VIOLENCE!”

 

Bart Simpson lightly punched Papyrus in the face.

 

PAPYRUS: “HEY! WHAT?! THAT WAS MEAN!!”

 

Papyrus started making sobbing noises in front of Bart.

 

Bart: “Heh… Who’s laughing now?! You wouldn’t know violence if it punched you in the face!”

 

Wario: “Which it did by the way…”

 

???: “Please quit the foolish antics and leave…. Unless you want Monokuma to slice you…”

 

Villager: “Maybe we should get out of here. The identity of the traitor hardly matters right now, let’s just get out of here.”

 

Soichiro: “I agree…”

 

Everyone began to leave the room, but Kel looked back to see Papyrus still trying to snatch the folder from the cabinet.

 

PAPYRUS: “THIS FOLDER IS NOW MINE! NYEHEHEHEH!”

 

The cloaked figure teleported up to Papyrus and stole the folder.

 

???: “That information on the traitor is confidential. I’m not going to let you have it that easily.”

 

PAPYRUS: “BOO-HOO! IF MY BROTHER SANS WERE HERE, HE’D BEAT YOU TO A CRISP!”

 

PAPYRUS: “ACTUALLY, WAIT, NO… HE WOULDN’T… HE’S WAY TOO LAZY…”

 

Guest made a gesture to get Papyrus to run back to everyone else.

 

PAPYRUS: “FINE, FOR NOW I MUST RETREAT, BUT I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, WILL SOON EXPOSE THIS CLOAKED FIGURE! NYEHEHEHE!”

 

Kel: “Come on Papyrus! We need to go!”

 

The team continued walking along the dark corridor, with Firey in front this time to use as a light.

 

Villager: “Firey, can you hurry up? We’re getting impatient.”

 

Oak: “Yeah! You must be a Pokémon because you sure are lowering our speed!”

 

Firey: “Guys, we need to be a bit careful… I dunno if that cloaked guy is gonna show up again…”

 

Bart: “Hey Villager, why didn’t you just shoot the guy?! He was probably the mastermind of this whole thing…”

 

Villager: “It wouldn’t be practical to do so. He’d probably summon an army of Monokumas…”

 

Yellow: “An army of Monokumas?? EW! GROSS! 🤮”

 

Stalin: “Not as “gross” as Wario’s fat stomach!”

 

Wario: “Hehehe! Yeah, it is pretty gross!”

 

Wario farted in front of everyone to demonstrate his point.

 

Yellow: “EWWWWWWWW OMIGOD!!!!!”

 

Oak: “Oh my! It appears you’ve just used “Poison Gas” on me! Somebody get me an antidote!”

 

Soichiro: “Now’s not the time to be messing around, Wario…”

 

Kel: “We’re kind of on an important issue to save our friends!”

 

Soichiro: “Pay attention! I believe I can hear somebody talking!”

 

Kel put his ear to the wall and tried to listen out for talking…

 

???: “W-why… WHY DID YOU DO THAT TO THEM?!”

 

Guest seemed alerted by that voice.

 

??2: “Ah… It was for the greater good… I need you to understand…”

 

??2: “Gundham is a terrorist… I must do what I can to rid any association of him off the earth…”

 

Soichiro: “H-hold on! T-that’s my son talking!”

 

Soichiro: “If we can break through that wall, we can rescue them!”

 

??3: “Still… Light… You can’t just do that! That’s sick!”

 

Villager: “...”

 

Villager: “That is similar to the voice of my target, Herobrine… Be careful…”

 

Kel: “Everyone! Prepare the weapons! Now! That Herobrine guy might hurt us!”

 

Kel leaned closer to the wall and heard the people through the wall talking about them…

 

??2: “Hold on… I hear something from the other wall…”

 

??2: “Is that… Someone shouting..?”

 

Wario: “Good job Kel! You gave us away by shouting!”

 

Yellow: “Hey! You’re shouting too~!”

 

Wario started slamming his fists at the wall to try to break it down.

 

Wario: “GRRRRR!!!! It’s not moving!”

 

Oak: “That’s because normal type moves aren’t very effective against rock! Try giving it a karate chop! Fight type moves deal double damage to rock after all!”

 

Wario tried karate chopping the wall, but it just caused him to recoil his fists in pain.

 

Wario: “AAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!! OAK!!! YOU IDIOT!!!”

 

Firey tried ramming into the wall to break through it..

 

Firey: “Eh! It’s no use! This stuff isn’t flammable!”

 

Oak: “That’s not surprising! Fire is also weak against rock after all!”

 

Villager: “Shut up and come up with an actual solution!”

 

Just then, Soichiro started clutching his chest.

 

Soichiro: “Agh-argh!”

 

Villager: “Soichiro?!”

 

Kel: “Hey, Soichiro! Is everything okay! You seem to be in pain!”

 

Soichiro: “Everything is… Yeah… I’m just a little winded…”

 

But Soichiro seemed barely able to talk.

 

Stalin: “Get back to work! The men in the gulags would laugh at your lack of discipline!”

 

Soichiro fell to the floor, almost unable to breathe.

 

Kel: “Oh my God, is he okay? Did Monokuma do something to him?!”

 

Stalin: “I SAID GET BACK TO WORK YOU UNDISCIPLINED FOOL! HAVE YOU SEEN WHAT RUSSIAN SOLDIERS HAVE TO GO THROUGH! THIS IS NOTHING IN COMPARISON!”

 

Mr Krabs: “Yeah, me’ employees have been through worse than that and they’ve still come out completely fine!”

 

Bart: “Hey, guys! I think I hear cracking sounds through the wall..!”

 

Kel: “Soichiro is knocked out on the floor! Now’s not the time, Bart!”

 

Monomi: “Oh nononono! Is he okay..?”

 

Villager: “What the hell does it look like?! Shut it you stupid rabbit!”

 

Wario: “Does he have a peanut allergy, cuz I might have a couple peanuts in my pocket?”

 

Mr Krabs: “He’ll be okay! We just need to get him a krabby patty! Arghargharghargh..?”

 

Kel looked at Soichiro, incredibly worried.

 

Kel: “You can’t just die right now! Please, someone! Anyone! Help him!”

 

Soichiro: "T-Tell... My son... I love... Him..."

 

Soichiro: "I..."

 

But Soichiro couldn't speak anymore. His muscles loosened, and Kel watched with terror as the life was drained out of his eyes.

 

 

 

 

But how much they tried to run from it, the truth was inescapable. Soichiro had seemed to die from some kind of sudden, unexplained heart attack just before the rescue operation was about to begin.

 

Notes:

I hope you had fun with another nice and silly chapter! Prepare for some more nice and silly shenanigans next time :D

Chapter 34: Chapter 3 [J] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

Welcome back! Hope you enjoy another chapter full of funnies and goofies and sillies :D

We'll have a FTE vote again at the end of the chapter so look forward to that!

~CHAPTER 34~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

(Some time before the events of Chapter 33...)

 

“DING DONG! DING DONG!”

 

Steve had been awoken due to repeated pressing of his doorbell. He felt really tired, but the doorbell had prevented him from being able to have a rest. Whenever he heard that doorbell, it alerted his survival senses, as if he couldn’t sleep because there were monsters nearby.

 

Steve: (“Ugh… What time is it..?”)

 

Steve looked out the window to check for the time. It was around sunrise, maybe five or six o’clock…

 

Steve: (“This better not be another one of Sans’ pranks…”)

 

Steve sighed to himself and opened the door, but he found Noob in front of him, instead of Sans. He looked fearful, anxious and he clearly didn’t have a good night’s rest.

 

Steve: “H-huh..? What is it…?”

 

Noob froze when he saw Steve, as if he was lost for words.

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “I-I…. The devas… I had them with me this evening, but somehow, they’ve gone missing…”

 

Steve: “H-huh? They’re just hamsters… They go missing sometimes… They’re wild animals…”

 

Steve sighed grumpily. He was way too tired to put up with Noob’s antics, although he was a little happy to see that he was safe and sound.

 

Noob: “I-I know…. I-it’s just… They’re usually really tame and stick by me… It’s really weird that all four of them have just gone missing…”

 

Steve: “Uhh, yeah, actually, that does sound weird… Maybe we should have a look around…”

 

Noob: “I guess I should show you my hiding place… They could be around there…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, hopefully they haven’t gotten into much trouble.”

 

Steve and Noob walked across the apartment together, looking for the devas. Although they didn’t find the hamsters, Steve did find something unusual about the apartment.

 

Steve: “Huh? Light’s door is just left open? I swear it wasn’t like that before.”

 

Noob: “S-Should I go in… Or should I leave it to you..?”

 

Steve: “Feel free to take a look. I’m sure he might be hiding something in his room. Just don’t mess with anything that looks dangerous.”

 

Noob: “Okay… Got it!”

 

Steve took a look around the room. It looked fairly unusual, but two things stood out to him. The first was a knife drenched in blood and the second was Light’s open bag.

 

Noob: “T-this knife! Oh no…”

 

Steve: “Oh God, there’s blood on this knife…”

 

Noob: “Do you think someone might’ve killed someone again..?”

 

Steve: “I… Don’t know… I really hope not…”

 

Noob looked into Light’s bag.

 

Noob: “Hey! There’s some kinda switch in here… Do I press it,..?”

 

Steve: “Wait! Don’t do that! It’s Light’s switch, so it might do something dangerous…”

 

Noob: “I dunno… It seems to be off… What do you think would happen if I turned it on..?”

 

Steve: “I dunno but… It could be a trap…”

 

Noob: “Uh, okay… This place is pretty scary…”

 

Steve: (“I know it’s just a room, like all of the others, but with that knife around, this place doesn’t really feel safe…”)

 

Steve took a look into the bag himself and found a black notebook inside.

 

 

Steve: “This notebook… It says “Death Note”...”

 

Noob: “Oh no… That’s Light’s weapon right..? We should take it from him, before he does anything with it!”

 

Steve looked inside the notebook, but it was empty.

 

Steve: “Hmmm… We should probably find a way to destroy the notebook…”

 

Noob: “W-wait..! I-it’s just.. I noticed something at the back…”

 

Steve: “Huh? Let me see…”

 

-If you make this Note unusable by tearing it up or burning it, all the humans who have touched the Note till then will die.

 

Steve: “Oh God… That sounds bad… If this notebook is destroyed, then I’ll end up dying…”

 

Noob: “Oh no…. I better not touch it then… What do the rules say..?”

 

Steve gulped and began reading.

 

Steve: “The human whose name is written in this note shall die…”

 

Steve: “ This note will not take effect unless the writer has the subject's face in mind when writing his/her name…”

 

Noob: “I’m guessing that’s to stop people who have the same names from dying…”

 

Steve: “Yeah… Imagine if Red and Trainer Red turned out to have the same surname, too…”

 

Steve: “I guess… I should keep reading…”

 

Steve: “If the cause of death is written within 40 seconds of the subject's name, it will happen.”

 

Steve: “After writing the cause of death, the details of death should be entered within the next six minutes and 40 seconds…”

 

Steve: “If the time of death is specified within 40 seconds after writing the cause of death as a heart attack, the time of death can be manipulated and can go into effect within 40 seconds after writing the name…”

 

Noob: “T-this is so powerful… It’s just scary….”

 

Steve: “I know… And there’s a whole seven minutes to write the details…”

 

Noob: “Just think about it… Light could use this to kill anyone, by any cause, and we couldn’t even tell!”

 

Steve: “Yeah… This is just too powerful… We have to keep this hidden…”

 

Noob: “A-are there any other rules that seem important..?”

 

Steve: “The conditions of death will not be realised unless they are physically possible for that human or could be reasonably assumed to be carried out by that human…”

 

Noob: “Oh, okay… At least he can’t make us spontaneously reset, then…”

 

Steve: “Reset..? Don’t you mean explode?”

 

Noob: “No..! I mean reset… It’s where your arms and legs and head and stuff fall off… It’s kinda rare… But it can happen sometimes…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “I have no clue where you heard that one, Noob, but that doesn’t sound right…”

 

Noob: “So… What other rules are there..?”

 

Steve skimmed through the Death Note to look for other relevant rules. There seemed to be a lot of “Shinigamis”, whatever they were, but he kept looking to see if there was anything Light could use to his advantage.

 

Steve: (“Suicide is a universally valid cause of death as all humans are thought to possess the potential to commit suicide. It is, therefore, something that may be reasonably assumed of an individual…”)

 

Steve: (“Maybe I shouldn’t read that one out to Noob… Although this kid’s been exposed to this terrible killing game, that one’s probably a bit too dark…”)

 

Steve: “It is useless to try to erase names written in the Death Note with erasers or to white them out.”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “I guess that means you can’t go back…”

 

Steve: “Even if only one name is written in the Death Note, if the victim's death causes other humans that are not written in it to die, the cause of death will default to a heart attack.”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “I think those are all the relevant rules… There was some other stuff, but I think that's all that’s important…”

 

Noob: “Okay… Where do you think we should hide the book..?”

 

Steve: “I think… For now, it’s best that we leave it in my room…”

 

Noob: “Okay… I’m just worried Light might attack you to take the book back…”

 

Steve: “Noob…”

 

Steve: “There’s nothing to worry about… I don’t think Light is gonna do anything to hurt me…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob took an anxious glance at the bloody knife in Light’s room. The lights flickered, adding to the tension.

 

Noob: “I-If you say so…”

 

Noob: “Once you’re done putting away that book I can show you my hiding spot. It’s in the warehouse, or, erm… Under the warehouse…”

 

Steve: “Okay, let me just put this book away first.”

 

Steve left the death note hidden away under his bed and went out to the warehouse with Noob.

 

Noob: “Alright, devas, where are you?!”

 

Steve: “We’re just in the warehouse… How do we get under it..?”

 

Noob: “Oh, that’s simple! There’s this secret passageway that the four dark devas showed me! Take a look!”

 

Noob ran over to a nearby crate and picked it up.

 

Noob: “Ooooof… This is heavyyyy….”

 

Steve: “I’ll help you out with that.”

 

Steve picked up the crate with relative ease, exposing a vent underneath.

 

Noob: “See, there’s a hidden passageway! Now you just need to crawl through here, and you end up in some kind of hidden mine!”

 

Steve: “A mine?! I’m surprised I didn’t know about this sooner.”

 

Noob: “Yeah, haha… You are the Ultimate Miner after all…”

 

Steve: “Alright then, let’s get going.”

 

Steve and Noob went down the vent, revealing a vast, open cavern below. The cavern consisted of deep blue stone and crystals were scattered all over the place, including some giant crystals hanging from under the ceiling. There were also broken, old minecarts and rails on the stony surface, each filled with little gemstones.

 

Steve: “So… I guess this is where that “Box of Rocks” from earlier came from, huh?”

 

Noob: “Yeah, I guess so.”

 

Steve: “This place is pretty vast… The hamsters have to be hiding around here, right?”

 

Noob made a weak attempt to clear out his throat.

 

Noob: “CHAM-P, MAGA-Z, JUMP-P, SAN-D!!! WHERE ARE YOU?!”

 

???: “I’m afraid they won’t answer your calls…”

 

Steve and Noob walked forward to hear who’d said that, and they saw Light hunched up against a wall, laughing to himself quietly.

 

Noob: “What do you mean they won’t answer? Where are they?!”

 

Light: “Hah… Still attached to your pathetic hamsters, are you?”

 

Light: “Ahahahahahaha! It’s just… So futile…”

 

Noob: “W-what?!”

 

Steve: “Light… If you still want us to support you, then quit with the insane laughter… You’re beginning to sound like Monokuma…”

 

Light: “Oh, don’t you compare me to him…”

 

Noob: “Light! Answer me! Where are the hamsters?!”

 

Light: “What hamsters? Neither you nor I know of such things…”

 

Noob: “Stop messing with me! You know I’m talking about the devas! The four dark devas of destruction!”

 

Light: “Oh… How unfortunate… You still remember…”

 

Light: “I thought they were reminding you too much of that sick and villainous terrorist…”

 

Noob: “Don’t call Gundham a terrorist! Shut up, now!”

 

Light: “Oh, to see innocent youth corrupted by such manipulative villains… It makes me sick…”

 

Light: “There’s a reason I strive to remove any evidence of that foul degenerate… You should just forget all about this… Ahahahaha!”

 

Steve: (“Light… He’s totally snapped…”)

 

Noob: “Grrr! JUST SHUT UP AND GIVE BACK THE HAMSTERS!”

 

Light: “Hah. Ahahahahah… I’ll give your hamsters back, alright…”

 

Light chuckled to himself…

 

 

Before handing Noob some kind of vile hamster stew.

 

Steve: (“Oh…. Oh God…”)

 

Steve looked at the stew. There were bloody cut up bits of the four dark devas that Steve had come to learn so much about. Every bit of them, eyeballs included, were placed into some kind of filthy broth.

 

Noob: “AAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHH!!!!”

 

Noob: “NO! NO! NO! LIGHT! YOU DID NOT JUST DO THAT!”

 

Noob stared into the stew in tormented panic.

 

Noob: “AAAAAAAAGHHHH!! I CAN SEE ALL OF THEM IN THERE! ALL OF THEM!!!”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob looked at the remains of his hamsters with tears in his eyes.

 

Noob: “Aaaagh… I-it’s…. My fault for not protecting you… I’m not like Gundham… I couldn’t protect them! It’s my fault! MY FAULT!”

 

Steve stepped forward and tried to resist punching Light, as Noob curled up into a ball and retreated backwards.

 

Steve: “Light! This is vile, and it’s just not like you! Why would you do this?! Why?!”

 

Light laughed to himself to prepare himself to give his answer. Perhaps Steve could see a small amount of guilt in Light’s face, for what was done to both Noob and the Hamsters, but it seemed so negligible, as if he’d done this kind of thing again and again, to the extent where it just became his day job.

 

Light: “Ah… Nubert… I need you to understand… I did this, to help you… I need to cleanse you of that filth rotting you from the inside…”

 

Light: “I needed to cleanse you from Gundham…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Light: “Ahahaha….”

 

Light: “Now, eat the Hamsters… In doing so you will remove the last remnant of Gundham from the world, and at last you will cleanse yourself…”

 

When Light said this, he spoke in a strangely soothing, trance-like tone. It felt to Steve as if Light had created this cult-like aura around himself.

 

Steve: (“I… Remember when we first met Light, Red said that he thought of himself as “The Messiah”.... That was surprisingly intuitive of him, because now Light is acting as if this is some kind of blood ritual…”)

 

Light: “Now eat the hamsters… You heard me!"

 

Noob stared at Light with fierce anger and roared.

 

Noob: “W-why… WHY DID YOU DO THAT TO THEM?!”

 

Light: “Ah… It was for the greater good… I need you to understand…”

 

Light: “Gundham is a terrorist… I must do what I can to rid any association of him off the earth…”

 

Steve: “Still… Light… You can’t just do that! That’s sick!”

 

Suddenly, something made Light cautious and he put his ear to the wall.

 

Light: “Hold on… I hear something from the other wall…”

 

Light: “Is that… Someone shouting..?”

 

Light started fiddling around with something in his pocket desperately.

 

Steve: “Huh? Are you hearing things, Light?!”

 

Steve: (“Has he gone delusional…? In his current state I wouldn’t be surprised…”)

 

Light whispered and edged closer to Steve, as if to prevent the “voices” on the other side from hearing.

 

Light: “Oh… You believe my actions were an act of insanity… However, I assure you, I am perfectly sane..!”

 

Light: “Much more sane than that little companion of yours who associates himself with terrorism…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

???: “I SAID GET BACK TO WORK YOU UNDISCIPLINED FOOL! HAVE YOU SEEN WHAT RUSSIAN SOLDIERS HAVE TO GO THROUGH! THIS IS NOTHING IN COMPARISON!”

 

Steve: “H-Huh? I think I heard it too! There’s definitely someone on the other side!”

 

Steve ran up to the wall where the voice came from and started slamming at it with his fist.

 

Steve: “Whoever is in there, they might be here to help us! We need to let them through!”

 

Steve kept smashing through the wall until, eventually, his strength was enough to break through.

 

Steve: “Ugh… My… My arm…”

 

Steve looked through the opening he’d created to find eleven people and creatures staring down at a man who had collapsed on the floor.

 

Brown-Haired Boy: “Soichiro! Soichiro! No!”

 

Talking Fireball: “Huh…? Omigosh..! Someone opened up the pathway for us!”

 

Yellow Astronaut: “Hi! Please help us… We were meant to rescue you but now one of us is one the floor, dying…!”

 

Crab in Suit: “Aiye! I don’t think he has a pulse..!”

 

TALL SKELETON: “H-HAS HE GONE ON HOLIDAYS..? SANS TELLS ME THIS HAPPENS TO PEOPLE WHO GET REALLY BADLY HURT…”

 

Steve: (“Sans..? This guy knows Sans..? Then they really must be here to help us..!”)

 

Brown-Haired Boy: “...”

 

Brown-Haired Boy: “Yeah, Papyrus, yeah…”

 

TALL SKELETON: “THEN WHY DO YOU LOOK SO SAD WHEN SAYING THAT…?”

 

Brown-Haired Boy: “It isn’t a happy holiday, Papyrus. It isn’t…”

 

TALL SKELETON: “OH… THAT’S SAD…”

 

Big Yellow Hat Guy: “Dang it! This is all Monokuma’s fault! Grrrr!”

 

Light: “Actually… The fault is mine… Ahahaha…”

 

Brown-Haired Boy: “What..? Who are you?!”

 

Light: “I am the son of the man who just died.”

 

Light: “I had to kill him… I couldn’t let him know about my secret…”

 

Noob: “You killed your own father too?! That’s evil! That’s disgusting!”

 

Light: “It had to be done for the greater good of the world.”

 

A long nosed man took a glance around at the others and took the gun out of Soichiro’s pocket. Then he pulled another gun out of his own.

 

Long Nose Man: “Both these guns only have one bullet each, but they’re going to be used wisely… This is only justice.”

 

The man shot Light in the stomach, causing him to recoil and fall down on his knees.

 

Light: “A-arghh! What are you doing?! Do you realise who you’ve just shot…?”

 

Long Nose Man: “That was for Soichiro...”

 

He then looked at Steve with rage and fury, pointing at him instead.

 

Long Nose Man: “And this one’s for all my loved ones, Herobrine…”

 

And then he shot the gun right into Steve’s chest.

 

Steve: “Aaaaghh… AAAAGHHHH!!!”

 

Steve: “N-Noob! Help! Stop them!”

 

 

Noob looked back and forth at everyone dying or dead around him with terror. What was he supposed to do in a situation like this? Everyone was getting hurt by these strangers. Strangers who wanted to kill them.

 

Noob: “Monokuma! Help us! These people are breaking the rules of the game!”

 

Steve: “N-No Noob! Don’t call him..!”

 

Noob then took a closer look at the new group that had just arrived, and saw his best friend, Guest, in the group. His eye twitched a little as he realised his own mistake.

 

Steve: (“I… No…. Monokuma’s gonna… Hurt the rescue team… Noob… We can’t let that… happen…”)

 

But it was too late for Steve to do anything. At this point, there was nothing left to do but lay down and let the dizziness overcome him. He couldn’t ask for answers as to why he’d been shot, as to why they’d come to rescue them but still shot Light and himself. He was in too much pain to think, and the bullet wound began to swallow his thoughts. It wasn’t long until Steve’s world went black.

Notes:

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Chapter 35: Chapter 3 [K] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

Last chapter had quite a lot going on. This one will be a bit more relaxed, but with a motive on top!

~CHAPTER 35~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

???: “Yo’ Steve? Ya’ good?”

 

??2: “Don’t worry! I brought you cookies~!”

 

 

Steve opened his eyes and found himself awake at a bed in the pharmacy. He glanced around and found Waluigi and Leafy entering the building.

 

Steve: “H-hi guys… Where’s Light..?”

 

Leafy: “Oh, don’t worry about him! We fixed up his wound and then tied him up!”

 

Steve: “Oh, right…”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Hey, we heard from Noob what happened with Gundham’s hamsters…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Oh… Right…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah, I can’t believe Light did that! That guy is sick in the head!”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! Who would hurt an innocent… Ham… Whatever those things were called!”

 

Steve: “Ugh… How’s it going for everyone else..? Are they doing fine?”

 

Waluigi awkwardly scratched his head.

 

Waluigi: “Ya’ see… It ain’t that simple…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah… Everyone’s gone crazy after the new motive was announced…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah… And it looks like Squidward is not gonna be puttin’ us in pairs, after all… The motive kinda got to him too…”

 

Steve: “Even you guys seem anxious about this motive… You’re starting to make me worried too…”

 

Leafy: “Heh… It’s not TOO bad! We just need to work together!”

 

Waluigi: “L-Leafy… It’s pretty bad….”

 

Steve: “Waluigi… This doesn’t seem like you… What exactly is the motive..?”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Well… Ya’ see… Noob kinda called Monokuma out on the guys tryina’ rescue us because they shot you for some reason…”

 

Steve: “Right… I guess I understand why he did that… But still… I’m pretty sure those guys were here to help us, despite everything…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah… You’re right, Stevo’... Those guys turned outta be a bunch of our best friends workin’ together to try to free us…”

 

Steve: “Dang it… So did they manage to get away from Monokuma..?”

 

Waluigi: “Ugh… Here’s the thing… Monokuma kinda caught them and locked them into cages…”

 

Steve: “Oh… Is that the motive? Do we need to kill someone to free them?”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Leafy: “It’s even worse than that! Each day we go without killing someone, one of them’s gonna get shot to death!”

 

Steve froze up. Was this for real? If it was true, then this motive was the most disgusting one yet… They were expected to kill someone to prevent other people from getting killed..?

 

Steve: “That motive… It’s a lose-lose situation either way! Someone gets killed no matter what happens!”

 

Steve got out of his bed in urgency after having heard the motive. As he did, however, he felt a massive pain in his chest.

 

Steve: “Aaargh..! Owww…”

 

Waluigi: “Take it easy Stevo… Ya’ just been shot!”

 

Leafy: “Yeah… Besides, we have a plan to deal with the whole situation!”

 

Steve: “Huh..? What’s that?”

 

Leafy: “It’s simple! We just gotta kill the mastermind!”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah! All we needa’ do is find the evidence for who the mastermind is!”

 

Steve: “G-guys… You realise that the last two times someone tried that, an innocent person ended up getting murdered…”

 

Waluigi: “Blah, blah, blah! That’s because the person looking for the mastermind wasn’t me! Waluigi numba’ one!”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! Waluigi number one! Well… Apart from myself of course…”

 

Leafy: “Oh, and Firey!”

 

Leafy paused for a second as a stressed expression dawned on her face.

 

Leafy: “Oh my tree! I almost forgot Firey’s stuck in that cage! We better kill the mastermind before he gets shot!”

 

Waluigi: “Letsa go then! It’s-a hero time! Wahahahahaha!”

 

The two “heroes” ran out of the pharmacy laughing to themselves.

 

Steve: (“They better not do anything dangerous… I’m kind of worried about them…”)

 

Leafy went back into the pharmacy for a second to tell Steve something.

 

Leafy: “Oh, oh! By the way, the best way to look for clues is to spend time with people! Only then can we find out if they’re the mastermind!”

 

Leafy: “So have fun spending your free time with others and tell us what you find!”

 

Steve: “Uhhh… Okay…?”

 

Leafy waved goodbye and left again.

 

Steve: (“Alright… I guess I should spend some free time, as Leafy says…”)

 

Steve: (“I suppose this motive doesn’t affect me as much as the others, since I don’t really have any friends, but I should probably see who it is that was chosen as my ‘friend’. Who could it really be? My pet dog? A local zombie?”)

 

Steve crawled up to the top of the radio tower while clutching his chest and found all of the rescue team in cages, alongside Red and Homer sitting next to them.

 

Homer: “Bart! Get out of that cage you stupid boy!”

 

Red: “Wow what warm and friendly family relationship”

 

Bart: “I know, right?”

 

Red and Homer turned around and saw Steve.

 

Red: “Oh hi steve”

 

Homer: “Yeah, hey Steve!”

 

Steve: “Hi… I was just wondering who my friend in the cage might be..?”

 

???: “Hmph… That’d be me, Herobrine.”

 

Steve turned around to see a long-nose man in a cage with a little name tag on the side that said: ‘Villager’.

 

Steve: “Villager? Is that your name?”

 

Villager: “Yes, but do not talk to me. I don’t want to associate myself with Herobrine.”

 

Red: “lol this guys ur best friend?”

 

Yellow: “I know! Red and I are much better friends than you two by the looks of things! :|”

 

Steve: “I… I don’t even know Villager…”

 

Homer: “That’s okay, Steve! I forget Bart too sometimes!”

 

Bart: “Dad… You aren’t that bad…”

 

Oak: “Hmmm… It is often a concern if you are forgetting your own son’s name… It is a common symptom of dementia!”

 

Mr Krabs: “Argargargargh! Speak for yerself!”

 

Steve: “Anyways… Who is this Herobrine you keep talking about..?”

 

Villager: “Don’t play the fool. I know exactly who you are.”

 

Steve: “I swear, I have no connection to whatever this Herobrine thing is…”

 

Red: “Anyway i dont think this guys ur friend like the rest of us”

 

Red: “Are you rly such a loser that ur best friend tried to shoot ya”

 

Steve: “I… I don’t know…”

 

Kel: “By the way, umm… I think your name is Steve, right?”

 

Steve: “Yeah?”

 

Kel: “Um… Your friend, Noob, was in here earlier… He was talking to Guest, and he looked really worried.”

 

Guest nodded sadly.

 

Steve: “Oh… I hope he’s okay… I’ll keep an eye out for him…”

 

Kel: “I think he said he was going back into hiding… I wouldn’t blame him, it seems pretty scary out there…”

 

Wario: “Nah… It’s much scarier in here! If you guys don’t kill someone, we’re gonna get shot!”

 

Mr Krabs: “Yeah, me’ boyos’! Get your spatulas ready and knock some guy stone dead! Then we can all be free!”

 

Mr Krabs: “Oh, and make sure to take the money off the guy ya’ killed and give it ta’ me! Arghargharghargh!”

 

PAPYRUS: “THAT… DOESN’T SOUND VERY HEROIC…”

 

Red: “Yeah not quite…”

 

Red: “Anyway… I’ll be seein’ ya’ around…”

 

Red started to walk away glumly.

 

Steve: “Huh, Red, is something up..?”

 

Red: “It’s just… It’s startin’ to feel a little too late, ain’t it…”

 

Red: “Too late to go back, ya’ know…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Red: “Ehehehe… Maybe I shoulda’ come up with a better plan while I had the chance, ya’ know…”

 

Red sighed and walked away.

 

Yellow: “Hmmm… What’s going on with him…?”

 

Homer: “Awww… Donut Boy seems saaaadd…”

 

Homer turned around to look at Yellow.

 

Homer: “Mmmmm… A tasty yellow donut… Mmmmmmm….”

 

Yellow: “Ewww!! OMIGOSH!!! Get this creep away from me!”

 

Homer: “Mmmmm….”

 

Steve: “Homer, snap out of it…”

 

Homer shook his head back and forth and made comical gurgling noises.

 

Homer: “Oh! You’re right! I almost forgot that I need to take a big, massive dump!”

 

Yellow: “EWWWWWW!!!”

 

Homer: “Anyway… I’ll see you all when I’m done! This crap is gonna be America-sized!”

 

Homer slowly walked into the bathroom stall in the Radio Tower next to the cages.

 

Bart: “...”

 

Steve: “I’m… Kinda sorry that he’s your dad, Bart…”

 

Bart: “Hey, he can be stupid, but he’s not usually not this bad…”

 

Wario: “Ahaha… He seems pretty funny to me! We’d make-a great partners in crime!”

 

Bart: “...”

 

Stalin: “That Homer Simpson is the typical American. He is vile, rude and disrespectful. Mother Russia would never be impregnated with pathetic children like him…”

 

Steve: (“Who does that ‘Stalin’ guy have as a friend..? He seems really rude and disrespectful…”)

 

Bart: “Ugh, anyways, you should probably go, Steve. My dad is probably gonna make groaning noises any second now…”

 

Bart: “He does that a lot, heheh…”

 

Steve: “Yeah… Uh… I think I’ll get going… Hope you guys get out of here okay..!”

 

Steve left the Radio Tower due to Bart’s warning and decided that he’d spend some time talking to the other islanders.

 

Steve: (“Hmm… Who should I spend time with today..? I guess I have a lot of choices…”)

 

Steve saw Homer walking out of the radio tower, and stopped to greet him.

 

Steve: “Oh, hi Homer.”

 

Homer: “Man that was the best dump of my life…”

 

Steve: “Hey, uh… Wanna chat for a bit…? It might take our mind off of things.

 

Homer: “Oh sure. Why not, I guess!”

 

-Free Time Event 1 with Homer-

 

Homer: “So… What’s up, Stevo? You’re the first guy to talk to me in a while…”

 

Steve: “Well… I’d just talked to most of the others already, so I wanted to hear a bit more about you.”

 

Homer: “Oh, sure, uh…”

 

Homer: “Hmm… Where do I start…?”

 

Homer: “...”

 

Homer fumbled around awkwardly looking for conversation topics.

 

Homer: “Have you got a family or something… I’m a family guy, ya’ know? I’m always tryna’ be the breadwinner and cook up a little crystal cyanide for my family.”

 

Steve: “Uh… I don’t really have a family… I kind of live on my own.”

 

Homer: “Oh, uh… But uh… Do you like donuts…?”

 

Steve: “Donuts… Nah, I dunno… Especially the ones around here… I’m a little worried they’d be poisonous.”

 

Homer: “Doh! I guess we don’t have much in common then!”

 

Steve: “Oh…”

 

Homer: “Steve… You’re a bit like a brick wall, y’know…”

 

Steve: “Sorry… I guess I am a bit hard to communicate with…”

 

Homer: “Nah, I meant it more as in like…”

 

Homer: “You’re a good place to smash your head into when you’re feeling down!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “You’ve been doing that to brick walls… Homer…?”

 

Steve: (“That honestly might explain a lot…”)

 

Homer: “Uh….. Obviously… There was this guy way back in school who told me it was good for my brains, and I’ve been doing it nonstop!”

 

Homer: “Never had to study for a test since, heheh!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Homer: “Anyway, you wanna ask me questions about the theoretical sciences…? I can answer y’know! I am the Ultimate Physimawhatchacallitdoohickeywhat!”

 

Steve: “The what…?”

 

Homer: “Oh, that’s just the name of a renowned particle accelerator! I made it of course! It’s still in the conceptualisation phase, of course! Hence why I gave myself the title “Ultimate Physimawhatchacallitdoohickeywhat!””

 

Steve: “Homer…? When did you suddenly get such a good vocabulary?”

 

Homer: “Huh…? What’s a “voceybulry”...?”

 

Steve: (“Does he really not know after saying all of that…?”)

 

Steve: “Homer… Sometimes I have difficulty comprehending that your brain is even human…”

 

Homer: “Is that… A good thing, or a bad thing…?”

 

Steve: “I don’t even know… I’ll let you decide…”

 

Homer: “Anyways… I’ll have ya’ know I’m famous for predicting the future! I’m only right like… 31 percent of the time, but that’s how I ended up getting my title as the Ultimate Nuclear Fuzzything!”

 

Steve: (“As opposed to the “Ultimate Physimawhatchacallitdoohickeywhat!”...? I feel like I’m being dragged in ten different directions this whole conversation…”)

 

Steve: “Alright… Could you give me some of your predictions then…?”

 

Homer: “Uh…. Let’s see…”

 

Homer: “Disney’s gonna buy out 20th Century Fox, Donald Trump’s gonna be president of the USA, Gandhi is the mastermind, Red’s the traitor and this someone’s definitely gonna kill someone by dropping them off a building!”

 

Steve: “Wha-what?”

 

Steve: “Are nearly a third of those really gonna come through…?”

 

Homer: “Well… Ya’ don’t know if they come true or not! It’s Homerberg’s Uncertainty Principle!”

 

Steve: “Homerberg… Is that like… Your scientific paper name or something…”

 

Homer: “Nah… That’s just my Walter name…”

 

Steve: “Your Walter… Name? What in the name of waxed, lightly weathered, cut copper stairs is a Walter name?”

 

Homer: “It’s like… The Walter guy…”

 

Steve: “Slow down with the talking Homer… None of what you’ve said today has made any sense…”

 

Homer: “Heheh… Don’t worry your teensy weensy brain over it! Logic is just a fallacy anyway!”

 

Steve: “What do you mean, logic is a fallacy…?”

 

Homer: “Well… If you observe the fundamental nature of particle physics-

 

Steve: “Homer… Please stop talking like that… It’s ironically more confusing when your words are coherent…”

 

Homer: “Wait… What’s a ‘word’ again…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “I think I’ll get going now, Homer… Maybe we can talk another time…”

 

Homer: “All right! See ya’ later. I’ll bring some donuts for ya’ next time!”

 

Steve: “Maybe don’t do that, Homer… Anyways, see you around…”

 

Steve: (“That conversation with Homer left my head swirling… Maybe he’s actually a bit brighter than I thought, but it’s weird how much and little he knows at the same time…”)

 

Steve: (“I guess that’s “Homerberg’s Uncertainty Principle”, though isn’t it…? You can never know how he’s gonna act…”)

 

Steve left Homer behind in confusion, completely unsure as to whether he was genuinely unintelligent or just a really absentminded, eccentric scientist.

 

Steve: (“Well… That was certainly an experience. I should probably give those messages a check.”)

 

-Squidward: Steve, where on earth are you? You weren’t here for the morning announcement and you still haven’t shown up! [9:31]

-ur mom: yeah you’re making your mother worried sick! [9:32]

-Noob: Guys Steve was shot at an underground cave under the warehouse! Please come here guys! Monokuma has the motive! [9:33]

-Red: Jesus christ is light shooting people?? [9:34]

-Noob: No it wasnt light just come here guys! [9:35]

-Basil: Oh gosh, I’m so sorry this happened to Steve! [9:37]

-Red: It’s not your fault, Basil. [9:37]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: OMIGOSH THAT MOTIVE IS EEEEVIL WHAT AM I GONNA DO ABOUT FIREEEEY!!!!!!! 😱😱😱😱 [9:58]-

-Red: The shocked emojis make it sound a lot less sincere lol 💀 💀 💀 [9:58]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): When are you ever sincere, Red?! [9:58]

-Red: Can you guys come up with smth better to do than callin me a hypocrite all the time smh [9:59]

-Red: Maybe you just need to stop being a hypocrite, Red. [9:59]

-Red: Bro has just gone psychotic reds started talking to himself [9:59]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Says the one who says “Ehehehe” evilly! [10:00]

-Red: See you guys litrly cant stop callin me a hypocrite [10:00]

-Red: Also evilly isnt a word leafy [10:00]

-Squidward: Neither is “litrly” or “smth”, Red. [10:01]

-Red: Can you guys shut up about me being a hypocrite for five mins bruh [10:01]

-ur mom: ok [10:01]

-ur mom: did you guys know that red is an annoying hypocrite?? [10:06]

-Red: Didn’t I tell you to just shut up??? [10:06]

-ur mom: that was five minutes ago. [10:06]

-Red: Oh my god u would not know a metaphor if i shoved it up your ass [10:07]-

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Guys, Homer’s offering special “Heisenberg Simpson” donuts! We should totally try them out~! 😁[12:48]

-~Gandhi~: Please, do not. Those donuts most likely contain more cyanide than is healthy for the human body. We have already established this [12:49]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): Are you still tryina prevent murders from happening, Gandhi?! Take a look at the motive! Our friends are in danger! [12:49]

-Squidward: That doesn’t mean we should kill someone… [12:50]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Oh my tree guys you need to calm down! We just need to kill the mastermind OR the traitor! Then everything will be okay!!! 😁 😁 😁 [12:50]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): Wah? There’s a traitor?!!!! [12:51]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Oopsies! I let that slip again! How silly~! Heehee!😵‍💫 [12:51]

-ur mom: so who’s this traitor meanta be..? remind me not to fall in love with them, cuz you wouldn’t want ur mom to have fun with a traitor tonight. [12:51]

-ur mom: you know what, on second thought, that sounds kinda sexy. [12:51]

-basil: Sans, please keep the chat kid friendly! [12:53]

-Squidward: Sans..? Why were you born this way? [12:53]

-ur mom: not my fault squidward. besides, you were born spineless, both literally and figuratively. [12:53]

 

Steve: (“Alright… I thought they’d have some kind of meetup due to the motive, but I guess they aren’t organising one…. Maybe everyone’s too busy worrying about the motive, and to be honest, I am too…”)

 

Steve: (“Though… I really need to take my mind off things, no point just being stressed all day… I should probably find someone to talk to...”)

 

Steve met Leafy sitting next to a bench near the apartments, humming a tune joyfully

 

Leafy: “Lalalala! We’re gonna catch the traitor! Lalalala, we’re gonna catch ‘em good!”

 

Steve: “H-Hey… Leafy, wanna chill out for a bit…? Maybe it’s a good idea.”

 

Leafy: “Oh, oh sure! How could I possibly let a friend down after all?!”

 

-Free Time Event 3 With Leafy-

 

Leafy: “So, Stevie~! What’s up this time!”

 

Steve: “Oh, not much, really, I just wanted to check on you.”

 

Leafy: “Wow! That’s so nice of you! I think you just went up another level in the niceness chart! Now you’re only 72 levels away from me!”

 

Steve: “Oh, that’s cool, I guess. Are you still keeping that chart?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, but lately…. I guess I’ve been thinking it is a little bit stupid, isn’t it…?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, maybe. It’s not easy to quantify someone’s “niceness” just like that.”

 

Leafy: “Nah, I just thought some of the names on the niceness chart were kind of weird sounding…”

 

Leafy: “Like… “Jaw droppingly nice”, “Jaw repairingly nice”, “So nice you must have lice”... Those titles are kinda stupid…”

 

Leafy: “And also, I think I kinda forgot how logarithms work! Oopsies!”

 

Steve: “Uhh… I’m pretty sure you just had it be ten times the niceness for each level of niceness, Leafy. I think that’s all the logarithms were for.”

 

Leafy: “Oh… Wait…? Ten times?!”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I know… It’s a lot…”

 

Leafy: “It sounds kinda silly though, I thought it’d be like two times at most… Am I really 1000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 times nicer than the rest of you?!”

 

Steve: “I know, it seems kinda silly…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, I’d only be like, a million times nicer, at most…”

 

Steve: “Hmm…”

 

Leafy: “So uh… To fix that system, I made something new! I call it “Leafy’s Trust Levels :D”, make sure to include the smiley face at the end!”

 

Steve: “Leafy’s trust levels… Really…?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah~! So you guys get ranked from one to ten based on how much I think you’re a killer, or a mastermind, or a traitor!”

 

Leafy: “Right now you’re on a four, Stevie! I think I can trust you! Hooray!”

 

Steve: “Hooray…?”

 

Steve: (“Leafy really can be a little obsessive about who the traitor and mastermind are… Sometimes it’s a little worrying…”)

 

Leafy: “Anyway… Do you wanna know who’s at the top?!”

 

Steve: “Um… I’d rather not know… Want to do something else, maybe?”

 

Leafy: “Oh, uh… Sure! I was thinking we could go flower picking! There’s a nice, green area in this city after all!”

 

Steve: “Sure, that sounds nice.”

 

Leafy and Steve went to the outskirts of the city where there were a few more plants trying to bathe in the small amounts of sunlight.

 

Leafy: “Oooh! A venus flytrap! Homer would totally love this!”

 

Steve: “Homer…?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, obviously! He’s like a scientist or something! He’d surely know all about Venus!”

 

Steve: “You know those plants aren’t actually from Venus, right?”

 

Leafy: “He wait, really?”

 

Steve tried to explain how venus flytraps are just from Earth, but was soon interrupted by Leafy screaming.

 

Leafy: “Aaaaaghhhh! He bit me! He bit my finger!”

 

Steve: “L-Leafy… J-Just don’t mess with venus flytraps. They aren’t friendly plants…”

 

Leafy: “B-But I thought us fellow plants would be friends!”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I dunno… Maybe we should get him something more-

 

Leafy: “Oooh! Shiny!”

 

Leafy suddenly neglected the patch of flytraps and ran towards some glowing purple mushrooms.

 

Leafy: “Waluigi would TOTALLY love these plants!”

 

Steve: “Umm… I’m pretty sure those are fungi, not plants.”

 

Leafy: “Bah~! Same thing!”

 

Steve: “Alright, Leafy the animal.”

 

Leafy: “Grrr…! Your niceness has slightly decreased!”

 

Leafy: “Anyways, Waluigi would love these, dontcha think?!”

 

Steve: “Hmmm… How come?”

 

Leafy: “Well they’re purple, just like him!”

 

Steve: “I dunno… They do look a little poisonous…”

 

Leafy: “Hmph! If you wanna be so picky, go ahead, but I’m totally giving these to Waluigi!”

 

Leafy: “Anyways, if you wanna scoop something up for yourself, here’s a spare pot I found lying around! You could take a flower if you want and bring it to your room!”

 

Steve: “Uh… Okay, thanks… I guess I’ll see you around, Leafy.”

 

Leafy: “You too~!”

 

Steve: (“Hmmm… Maybe I’m not all too interested in plants, but I know someone who does care about them a lot.”)

 

Steve searched around the patches until he found the flower he was looking for. It looked a little wilted, but without a doubt, it was definitely a sunflower.

 

 

Steve: (“Hmm… A sunflower… Basil said earlier that these were his favourite. I guess I’ll put it in the pot, it might make him happy.”)

 

Steve took the flower from the ground and placed it into the pot. Steve took a look at the withered flower. It definitely looked a bit sad and grey, but it was better than nothing. At the very least, it was the best thing Steve could find.

 

He lifted the pot behind his back and left the flower patch, leaving the flowers behind.

 

Steve: (“I’ll probably meet up with Basil, especially since I’ve found him a gift.”)

 

Steve found Basil next to a couple trees in the forest. At first he looked really distressed, but as he began to notice Steve, he put on a slightly happier face.

 

Basil: “O-Oh…. Hi….”

 

Steve: “Hey, Basil… Maybe you’re busy, but… Do you want to talk for a bit? Maybe just to get our minds off of things…?”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “Uhm… O-Okay…”

 

-Free Time Event 3 with Basil-

 

Basil: “...”

 

Steve: “Is something up, Basil…?”

 

Basil: “I’m just… Confused…”

 

Steve: “Confused… Why…?”

 

Basil: “I just… I don’t k-know why you even want to talk to me…”

 

Steve: “I… I just…”

 

Steve: “To be honest… I’m worried about you Basil… That’s all…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “Y-You shouldn’t worry about me…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “I-I’m a bad person…”

 

Steve: “Basil… Don’t say that about yourself. You aren’t a bad person, even if you think so.”

 

Basil hesitated a bit before replying.

 

Basil: “W-Well… I don’t know…”

 

Steve: “Basil… There’s nothing you’ve done to be considered a bad person at all. People who’re actually bad people don’t see themselves as such.”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Steve: “If you were really a bad person, you would laugh at all we’ve been through. Take joy in it. Kind of like how Red and Light did.”

 

Basil: “Yeah… But maybe I don’t cuz’ I’m just an attention hog who wants peoples’ sympathies…”

 

Steve: “T-That’s not true. Don’t say that.”

 

Basil: “I-It’s definitely true… I’m only acting like this because I want attention… It’s not like I’m genuinely…”

 

Basil: “You know… Sad, or something…”

 

Steve: “Basil.”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Steve: “You make me angry when you say that.”

 

Basil: “O-Oh… I’m sorry…”

 

Steve: “But it’s not because I think you’re just looking for attention. It makes me angry because I know you aren’t being fake. You really need help.”

 

Basil: “I… Don’t need help… I-I’ve just been acting like this because I’m looking for attention…”

 

Steve: “I don’t know, but… What you need is help, not attention. There’s a difference.”

 

Steve: “Attention is when you want something, help is when you need something, and I can tell more than anything that you need to get out of here. You need to get out of here more than anyone else.”

 

Basil closed his eyes, and as he opened them again, they looked a bit dimmer.

 

Basil: “B-But there’s only one way out… Isn’t there…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Yes. The only way out of here is to escape. Together.”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “S-Sure…”

 

Basil turned his back away and dragged his feet away from Steve.

 

Steve: (“Basil can’t do this alone… He’s not the kind of person who can put up with being isolated for so long… I need to prove that we’re all there for him…”)

 

Steve: (“Wait… I forgot about the sunflower…”)

 

Steve: “Wait… Basil, before we go, there’s something I’d like to give you!”

 

But Basil continued to ignore Steve, and continued to drag his feet onward until he was out of Steve’s sight.

 

Steve: (“Oh well… It’s time to check my messages again… ‘They’re probably full of nonsense as usual, but it’s worth a check, in case of any important arrangements..”)

 

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Guys who’s the mastermind???? Tell me so I can kill them!!! 😠 😠 😠!! [3:07]

-ur mom: yeah jesus does anyone know who the mastermind is? yo mama needs some help [3:07]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): No leads, sorry! But you guys gotta do it! You gotta save Wario! He’s my numba one bro! [3:07]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Come on guys!!!! One of us has to do something!!!!!! [3:08]

-basil: Guys, stop panicking!!! Everything’s gonna be okay! [3:08]

-Red: No its not basil stop frickin sayin everything gonna be okay cuz jesus christ its frickin not [3:09]

-Red: You assholes better kill someone before i go and kill myself! [3:10]

-Squidward: Red! Don’t be an idiot! None of us should resort to killing ourselves! [3:11]

-~Gandhi~: Yes. I cannot let any of you kill yourselves! We cannot let that happen! [3:12]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: AAAAAHHHH EVEN GANDHI IS PANICKING!!!!! WE’RE ALL GONNA DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! [3:13]

-Red: Some of us are trying to deal with this current motive, Leafy. Please calm down. [3:14]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: HOW ARE YOU STAYING CALM IN THIS SITUATION REDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!! [3:15]

-Red: Bruh im not [3:16]

-🍃LEAFY🍃: Sorry I meant: HOW ARE YOU STAYING CALM IN THIS SITUATION TRAINNNNNERRRR REDDDDDD!!!!! [3:17]

-Red: Leafy. All we need to do right now is put our emotions away, and everything will turn out to be okay. We need to ignore sentimentalism right now, whether we want to, or not. [3:17]

-basil: Yeah he’s right! [3:18]

-Waluigi(NumberOne): Those are our friends, though!!! MY BRO WAAARIOOO IS IN THERE!!!!! [3:18]

-Squidward: Everyone, since I’m a leader, I decree that we stop using this chat to incite panic and instead use it to encourage cooperation! [3:20]

-Squidward: So from now on… EVERYONE SHUT UP!!!! [3:21]

-ur mom: hello i’m shut up. [4:31]

-ur mom: hello shut up i’m ur mom [4:32]

-Squidward: Sans we agreed to shut up over an hour ago! [4:32]

-ur mom: ok fine i’m just tryina lighten the mood. [4:33]

 

Steve: (“Wow, I’m surprised Squidward actually managed to get them to stop talking… Maybe he’s not so bad at being a leader after all…”)

 

Steve: (“I guess I should head back to the apartments now… It’s getting pretty late, and honestly, I think it’s far too dangerous to stay up tonight…”)

Notes:

Now that the motive's been announced, who do you guys think will kill who? Will there be one victim, or more? What exactly do you think is gonna happen.

Also, I'm gonna give shoutout to the OMORI fans reading this; you're a large part of the audience, and I'm glad you're enjoying the fangan. I think if I make a sequel to this, it might even have all of the main four in OMORI, in honour of all the OMORI fans reading this. I also think they'd be pretty interesting characters to write, especially in the context of a killing game.

Chapter 36: Chapter 3 [L] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

Sorry for the two week delay, I'd been sick and have also been pretty busy lately. Hopefully chapters should be added at a fairly frequent rate soon enough!

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this one, it's definitely not the longest chapter, but I hope it has some cool moments! (Sorry if you were expecting a super long chapter because of how long I took...)

~CHAPTER 36~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

Steve went back to the mouldy apartments, but as he was going up the stairs, he heard someone mumbling eerily.

 

???: “I am going to kill you.”

 

Steve: “..?”

 

Steve: (“That… Wasn’t directed at me right..?”)

 

Steve had soon enough heard a response to the threat from a surprisingly calm sounding individual.

 

??2: “Oh, you’re welcome to try. I’m sure it’ll make this game much, much more exciting…”

 

Steve: (“That was definitely Light’s voice… Coming from his room…”)

 

 

 

Steve hurried over and found Light and Sans next to each other in Light’s room. Light was still tied up, and looked a little malnourished and unlike his usual self. Steve noticed Sans was staring at him with fury and vindication, something that Steve was not used to seeing from the jovial skeleton's face.

 

Steve: “...”

 

Light: “Oh… Look who’s here… It’s your buddy, Steve…”

 

Light laughed to himself as if he had just won some kind of game.

 

Light: “Well then, looks like you’ll have a witness if you try to kill me…”

 

Sans: “I don’t care.”

 

Light looked at Sans with a confused smile, his eyebrows tightening.

 

Light: “Huh..? What do you mean you don’t care… You don’t even care about getting executed?”

 

Sans: “I said I don’t care. If I don’t do this then my brother, Papyrus will die.”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Sans… Don’t do that! I know you’re angry about Light and the motive, but you can't just die!”

 

Sans let out a desperate sigh.

 

Sans: “steve… there’s not exactly another choice, is there…”

 

Sans: “Would you rather just let those twelve in cages die instead..?”

 

Steve: “S-Sans..! It’s not like that! We can’t just have you die and get executed right here… right in the open! Not like this!”

 

Sans: “heheh… too late, i’ve already decided…”

 

Sans: “I’m gonna kill him, right here, right now…”

 

Steve: “Sans… Just stop! ANYBODY! STOP THIS!”

 

Sans: “somebody was gonna kill someone anyways… it might as well be me…”

 

Light began to look more nervous, in contrast to his usual, controlled self. Sweat was even beginning to pour down his face.

 

Light: “C-Come on..? Sans..? You aren’t actually going to kill me are you..?”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “i-i… i dunno if i can do this… maybe i’m just a coward…”

 

Sans: “maybe i’m just some kinda filthy coward who ain’t ready to die yet…”

 

Steve: “S-Sans..! Don’t say that! You can’t do this because we can’t afford to just let you die! That wouldn't be fair!”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “dang it…”

 

Light: “Ah… Thank you Sans, for your mercy… Just as my files said, you are just a lazy coward…”

 

Sans: “shut up…”

 

Light: “Hah… You’re just a lazy coward with no backbone! Ironic isn’t it..? You're a skeleton after all!”

 

Sans: “Shut up!”

 

Steve: (“W-Why is he provoking Sans..? Does he want to die or something?”)

 

Light: “Hah… My files are always correct…”

 

Light: “Honestly, I can’t stand pathetic filth like you. Pathetic pieces of filth that aren’t even willing to kill for their brother.”

 

Sans: “Speak for yourself you dirty father killer.”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… That’s a good one-

 

Sans aggressively pulled a bone out of his pocket and edged it towards Light’s neck. As Sans edged it closer and grimaced, Steve started to hear urgent stomping sounds coming from the stairs…

 

Sans: “Burn in hell.”

 

Sans held the bone into the air and prepared to push it right into Light’s throat. However, just as Sans was about to impale Light, the stomping noises ceased as someone else rushed into the room.

 

Someone else who intercepted the attack.

 

Squidward.

 

Steve: “..!”

 

Sans: “Squidward…!”

 

 

Squidward leaped in the way of Sans' attack, but in doing so, the bone was forced into him instead. The redirected attack had injured him badly, splashing blue blood over his body.

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Squidward: “Ughhh… Sans… You idiot! Don’t you dare try that again…”

 

Sans: “frick…! squidward..!”

 

Squidward: “Ugh… I can’t just leave you alone for five minutes… Can I…?”

 

Steve: “Squidward… You need help..! You might die if you keep bleeding out like that…”

 

Sans: “ugh… dang it… why’d ya’ go and do that squidward..? doncha’ wanna save everyone…?”

 

Light chuckled to himself smugly.

 

Light: “Well… Isn’t it just obvious…? It’s because Squidward, although he struggles to express it, still supports me… He couldn’t let an influential me, the epitome of justice, be killed by a soulless skeleton.”

 

Light: “Ahahaha..! Isn’t that right, Squidward?”

 

With his remaining strength, Squidward gave Light a hard slap in the face.

 

Squidward: “Shut it! I did this to save Sans, not you! I’d let you die any day of the week, moron!"

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “uuugh… guys… w-why did i let this happen…?”

 

Squidward: “D-don't worry about i..it… Let’s just get to the pharmacy… Now would be a pretty bad time to die…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: "crap..."

 

Sans: “this is all my fault, isn’t it..?”

 

Squidward: “Hmph… It’s Monokuma’s fault, not yours… This motive is unfair, even by his standards…”

 

Squidward: “Let’s… Just get going…”

 

As Squidward got up to try and move, he clenched his stomach in pain, as blood leaked out from it, so Steve had to carry him to the pharmacy. Taking a look at Squidward, Steve felt grateful, despite the pain that he still had from the bullet wound in his chest.

 

Eventually, the trio reached the pharmacy, though Sans looked a bit disheartened when he looked at Squidward’s injury.

 

Sans: “uuughh… i’m sorry… i shouldn’t a’ done this…”

 

Squidward: “Ugh… It’s fine… Heh... If anything, it's on my for intercepting the attack…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “hey squidward… why did ya’ save me..? you shoulda’ just let it happen…”

 

Squidward: “Hmph… I don’t even know…”

 

Squidward: “I guess… Sometimes I act like I hate you all… But I guess, as a leader… I do kind of have a duty to protect all of you…”

 

Squidward: “And I know you can act like a total idiot, Sans, but honestly, I dunno…”

 

Squidward: “Maybe in a way it brings me back to my home and my idiotic neighbours, and I can’t believe I’m saying this, but…”

 

Squidward: “Maybe after all of this, I miss them…”

 

Sans: “uuggghhh… sorry man…”

 

Sans: “this is all on me, huh…?”

 

Squidward: “Hey… Don’t say that, Sans… I know you can be an idiot, but at least you have a bigger heart than any idiot I’ve known.”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “hey… uh… squidward..? can i give you a hug..?”

 

Squidward: “...”

 

Squidward: “This is why I don't act nice to you, Sans…”

 

Sans: “awww… pretty please…?”

 

Squidward rolled his eyes.

 

Squidward: “Ugh… Fine…”

 

 

Sans went over to Squidward and gave him a hug. Despite how much Squidward held himself back, it felt as if there was a genuine bond between the two.

 

Squidward: “Ugh… You’re squeezing me…”

 

Sans: “heheh… whoops…”

 

Sans: “oh dang… got some blood on me…”

 

Sans: “wait, why is this stuff blue..?”

 

Squidward: “Oh… You don’t know..?”

 

Squidward: “Squid blood is made of blueberry juice, moron.”

 

Sans: “oh man, really? i better give this a try…”

 

Sans licked a small sample of the blood off his shirt.

 

Sans: “uh… this just tastes gross… like copper or something…”

 

Squidward snorted to himself arrogantly.

 

Squidward: “Oh, I cannot believe that you actually fell for that!”

 

Sans: “oh… dang… guess i’ve been pranked…”

 

Sans: “hey... that was better than the ol’ whoopie cushion trick…”

 

Squidward: “Yeah, a whole lot better, not that that says much, but..."

 

Sans: “heheh… maybe i should transfer my ultimate comedian title to you…”

 

Steve: “J-Just stop it guys… Both your jokes are corny.”

 

Sans: “heh… you’re always ruinin’ the fun…”

 

Squidward: “Alright… Good luck out there, you two. Try not to die, and more importantly, try not to kill anyone.”

 

Sans: “yeah, that’s the plan, heheh…”

 

Steve and Sans left the pharmacy with a hint of uncertainty, and started walking back to the apartment together.

 

Steve: “Hey, Sans.”

 

Sans: “huh..?”

 

Steve: "..."

 

Steve: “Don’t try to do that again, please. I don’t want any of us getting hurt.”

 

Sans: "..."

 

Steve: "Sans... We're friends. I don't want you to end up dead."

 

Sans: "..."

 

Sans: "honestly..."

 

Sans: “i dunno why i acted like that… i was just worried… worried for my brother…”

 

Steve: “Hmmm… I guess I understand that… You two must get along…”

 

Sans: “yeah, i mean, he’s kinda like squidward, but we’re total bros…”

 

Sans: “he’s the type of guy to act all tough and arrogant on the surface… but he can be really chill once ya’ get to know him.”

 

Sans: “and yeah… what squidward did back there… it was kinda like my bro, heheh...”

 

Sans: “papyrus is kinda like my voice of reason... the guy who sets my head straight when i'm jus' thinkin' about flying gorillas and ketchup.”

 

Steve: “Hmmm… I’m sure we’ll find a way to get out of this together, with your brother too…”

 

Sans: “heh… i sure as hell hope so…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Steve: “Is something up, Sans..?”

 

Sans: “i guess it’s just…”

 

Sans: “squidward really saved my life back there…”

 

Sans: "dang..."

 

Sans: "..."

 

Sans: “he’s kinda the last person i’d expect to do it, but yeah…”

 

Sans: “heh… ya’ never know who turns out to be a hero in this kind of situation…”

 

Steve: “Hmm… Yeah…”

 

Sans: “then again… i guess ya’ never know who turns out to be a villain…”

 

Steve: “H-Huh… Where’s this coming from..? Is this about Waluigi?”

 

Sans: “nah… waluigi’s actually pretty chill for an ultimate villain… guess i’m prolly’ just worried about other stuff…”

 

Sans: “an’ i’m worried someone will end up killin’ someone…”

 

Steve: “Hmm… I’ve been thinking about that idea Squidward had earlier. The idea to put us all into pairs…”

 

Sans: “hmmm… yeah… maybe we gotta do that…”

 

Steve: “I think… Now that I think about it, it’s probably the way forward… It’s the only way we can stop everyone from killing each other…”

 

Steve: “Like sometimes it feels… That even to me, that killing someone’s the only way out of this mess… But if we group in pairs, we could prevent any of our worst desires…”

 

Steve: (“Worst desires…”)

 

Sans: “heh. yeah, guess ya’ have a point. “

 

Sans: “maybe we should try to do that…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, at least I was thinking so… That way a killing won’t happen for sure…”

 

Saying those words put a troubled look over Sans’ face, however.

 

Sans: “...”

 

Steve: “Hey, Sans..? Is everything alright..?”

 

Sans: “ugh… man… i dunno…”

 

Sans: “if nobody ends up killing someone, i’m just worried ‘bout what’d happen to my brother…”

 

Steve: “I-It’s gonna be okay… If we can get out of here, then your brother won’t be in any danger…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Unfortunately, Steve’s words only felt shallow. They didn’t feel like the words of an inspiring and courageous leader, but of someone who was afraid. He was afraid for everyone in those cages. He was afraid for everyone on the island. He was afraid of the whole killing game, and if there was one thing he knew at this point, it was that promises of peace usually don’t come true, not even ones from the Ultimate Peacekeeper.

 

After Steve said that, he walked back to the apartment with Sans in silence. It wasn’t the kind of tense awkward silence, but something much more sombre and mellow. It felt like dread rushing through his nerves. The dread of inevitability. The inevitability that no matter what, someone was going to end up dead…

 

And so, Steve went to his bed, however, he couldn’t find himself falling asleep that easily.

 

Steve: (“I-I dunno what to do… Is it really right..? Can we really just let everyone in the cages just die like this?!”)

 

Steve: (“M-Maybe there’s another way… A way to save everyone…”)

 

Steve: (“Maybe all we need to do is kill ourselves…”)

 

The lights flickered a little as Steve contemplated that thought. But the more he worried about it, the more it seemed to grow…

 

Hours seemed to pass… Wondering…

 

Wondering whether all that’s needed is a sacrifice.

 

Steve: (“I-I can’t just do that to myself…”)

 

Steve: (“I can’t just die like that… I don’t want to just kill myself…”)

 

Steve: (“Maybe I’m… Too much of a coward…”)

 

But then, a more sinister thought creeped into Steve’s mind. What if he didn’t kill himself…

 

But manipulated someone else into doing it?

 

Steve: (“I know I couldn’t just get Light to sacrifice himself, but…”)

 

Steve tried to get the idea off his mind but just couldn’t stop the train of thought.

 

Steve: (“Gandhi… He’s a frail old man… There’s not much left in his life… If I could get him to do it, then…”)

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Steve: (“Ugh… Why am I thinking like this… This… This is terrible… I’m… Not this kind of person…”)

 

Steve: ("O-Or...")

 

Steve: ("N-No... I'm not...")

 

Steve thought back to something Red said earlier… Something that brought him forward to his current situation…

 

*Flashback

 

Red: “You’re given a gun, right? You’re told that you have to shoot five of your family members or fifteen strangers…”

 

Red: “What d’ya think you’d do?”

 

*

 

Steve: (“These people… All of their friends… I don’t really know them, and maybe that’s why I’m so reluctant to let somebody who I actually know die instead…”)

 

Steve: (“But is that really right…? Is it right to let people you don’t know die to save the ones you know..?”)

 

Steve: (“No… It can’t be… It’s just… Wrong…”)

 

Steve: (“B-But can I really just let those twelve die… It just seems… Horrible… It’s like there’s no easy way out of this…”)

 

Steve tried to put those thoughts aside and just tried to go to sleep, but the stress just kept stopping him from getting to sleep. However, the sun eventually rose, and Steve decided at that point that trying to sleep was probably futile.

Notes:

Thanks for continuing to read, despite the delay. Does anyone have any predictions for this chapter or the future...? It could be anything: a killer, a victim, the mastermind or traitor, or even just a future prediction for a story arc.

Chapter 37: Chapter 3 [M] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

Hello and welcome everyone! It's been a while, huh? And quite a few things have happened. I've been pretty busy the past while, and honestly, I still am, so chapters aren't going as quickly, but right now I'm making steady progress into chapter 3! I hope you can enjoy!

~CHAPTER 37~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

After the sun had fully risen, Steve heard a noise coming from the radio tower.

 

Sans: “hey..? uhhh, testing…”

 

Sans: “if you guys can hear me, uhhh…. people are gettin’ hurt and stuff cuz’ of the motive… so i was thinkin’ of gettin’ everyone into groups so people don’t go bucknutty or somethin’…”

 

Sans: “s’yeah… meet me in the radio tower if ya’ wanna meet up, we prolly’ have cookies, too.”

 

Sans: “no donuts though, in case they have cyanide…”

 

Steve: (“Hmm… It looks like Sans wants us to meet up today. I mean, I guess that makes sense, since Squidward’s currently recovering.”)

 

Steve: (“I’m really tired, but I guess I should get going to the radio tower…”)

 

Steve went to the radio tower and met up with everyone else, including Noob, although Light was still tied up.

 

Steve: (“Wow… Everyone else looks really tired too… Guess I’m not the only one who got no sleep…”)

 

Waluigi: “Wah..! What is it?! Waluigi needs his beauty sleep…”

 

Leafy: “Haha… Yeah! Leafy needs her beauty sleep too if we wanna find the mastermind!”

 

Noob: “B-But guys…. The mastermind is Light, r-right…?”

 

Gandhi: “Unfortunately it’s not that simple…. If it were then this crisis could have been averted, but….”

 

Steve: (“Gandhi… The Ultimate Peacekeeper… Would it be right for him to sacrifice his life for us..?”)

 

Steve: (“Ugh… Why am I thinking like this? If anyone’s going to take their life to save the others, it should be me…”)

 

Steve: (“But I don’t have the courage to do something like that….”)

 

Sans walked down from the radio tower and gave everyone a wave.

 

Sans: “sup… what’s up with the awkward silence, guys?”

 

Basil: “W-We’re just worried about what’s going on…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Noob: “Sorry…”

 

Waluigi: “Somethin’ happened to Squidward, so that got us a little worried…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “that was me…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “tried to kill light for some reason… but squidward got in the way…”

 

Homer: “Wh-wha?! Skelly bro tried to kill someone?!”

 

Waluigi: “Well… Can ya’ blame him for tryina’ kill Light..?”

 

Basil: “N-Not really but….”

 

Basil: “You realise that if you managed to kill him, you would’ve been executed too…”

 

Sans: “…”

 

Sans: “heh… yeah… that’s what squidward told me…”

 

Sans: “which made me kinda regret it… though maybe i’m just too lazy to give up my life like that…”

 

Sans: “so i was thinkin’…. to stop somethin’ like this from happenin’ again, we do that groups thing that squid kid suggested earlier…”

 

Waluigi: “Heheh… Sounds pretty good!”

 

Homer: “Uh…. If you say so…”

 

Leafy: “B-But that whole idea is crazy! What about Firey?! What about our friends?!”

 

Sans: “…”

 

Sans: “i don’t have a damn clue… maybe we’ll figure how to save them before they get shot…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Homer: “But what if they all get shot before that?! I don’t wanna big hole in my son’s skull!”

 

Red: “Wise words from the one with a big hole in his own skull”

 

Sans: “look… i dunno… we’ll find a way… i just know that killin’ someone is never the right option…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “though… just don’t get your hopes too high…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… I agree with Sans. Pacifism must prevail.”

 

Trainer Red: “Indeed… We must set aside our emotions and friendships, and dedicate our lives to finding a way to free them.”

 

Steve: “Yeah… That sounds good, hopefully it’ll turn out to be okay…”

 

Waluigi: “Haha..! Don’t be sucha’ negative Nancy! Ya’ve got the Ultimate Hero by ya’ side!”

 

Waluigi: “Errrr…. Emm…. Ultimate Villain.”

 

Sans: “not quite the same ring to it, huh..?”

 

Leafy: “Hey, don’t sweat it, purple man! I’m the Ultimate Thief after all!”

 

Trainer Red: “So… Who do you think everyone should be paired with..?”

 

Sans: “i dunno. i ain’t the leader so i don’t pick the pairings, heheh…”

 

Sans: “why don’t we leave to our ol’ buddy, stevo?”

 

Sans put his arms behind his head, rolled his eyes, and looked back at Steve.

 

Steve: “Me?”

 

Waluigi: “I mean, you are the leader right now, so ya’ should prolly pick.”

 

Homer: “Hey! Why c-can’t I be the leader?!”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm… Think deeply about that question, Homer.”

 

Homer: “Hey shut it! I never think deeply! Thinking deeply is for nerds!”

 

Gandhi: “R-Right, of course…”

 

Leafy: “Hmmm… Well I wanna be paired with the purple guy!”

 

Homer: “Hey! Why not me?!”

 

Leafy: “Well… It’s just…Me and the purple guy… We’re like, nice criminals! Partners in crime!”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha! Nice criminal gang!”

 

Leafy: “Well, you’re still 74 levels of niceness off me, but whatever, you’re still nice enough…”

 

Waluigi: “Grr…!”

 

Basil: “Do you mind if Trainer Red and I team up..?”

 

Trainer Red: “That sounds acceptable. Both of us can cooperate to discover an exit after all.”

 

Steve: “Sure, you two can work together.”

 

Gandhi: “I suppose that leaves Sans, Squidward, Steve, Homer, Red, Noob and me.”

 

Noob: “Hmm… Okay…”

 

Steve: “It looks like we need one group of three…”

 

Red: “Well maybe dont pair me with noob cuz ive kinda been an asshole to him”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Steve: (“Yeah… I guess it is partially his fault Gundham’s dead, even if we’ve been pinning the crime on Light.”)

 

Gandhi: “Well, I do not mind working with Red.”

 

Red: “Oh great an old man stalking me”

 

Leafy: “But why do you wanna work with Donut Boy? He’s a stupid dum-dum!”

 

Red: “Great another person callin me donut boy”

 

Gandhi: “Well…. I do believe that we were quite the “G’s” when we were spending time map checking together on the first island.”

 

Waluigi: “Yer’ callin’ him a G?! Wah?!”

 

Gandhi: “Yes indeed, short for “gangster” as I am told…”

 

Gandhi: “We worked together quite well on the first island. I believe he is actually not a bad person, in spite of his questionable actions.”

 

Red: “Uh huh yeah me im such a nice guy”

 

Red sighed in frustration.

 

Red: “Have you got dementia old man?”

 

Gandhi: “Well… I believe a truly despicable individual would not see themselves as a villain.”

 

Gandhi: “Your self-awareness shows some complexity to your actions.”

 

Steve: (“In spite of his stern demeanour, I’m not surprised to see Gandhi forgiving Red. Although many people have done bad things throughout the killing game, Gandhi never really takes it as a reason to think of them differently.”)

 

Steve: (“That said, I really wouldn’t trust Red that easily, especially since he manipulated Kirby into dying instead…”)

 

Sans: “hey, i think i’ll stick around squidward. i wanna make sure nothin’ bad happens to him and stuff.”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes, that sounds suitable. By not partnering Squidward with anyone, we’d be leaving him to be attacked by Light freely.”

 

Noob: “R-Right…. I almost forgot about Light….”

 

Homer: “So… that leaves Noob and Steve, and I’ll just be left alone!”

 

Steve: “No… I think it means we have a group of three.”

 

Homer: “Ugh… Fiiiinneeee… Do I really have to hang out with those two blockheads?”

 

Red: “Theyre the blockheads?”

 

Sans: “yeah, if squidward was here, he would fry you so hard…”

 

Homer: “Oh..? You mean like deep fried..?”

 

Sans: “uh huh… deep fried…”

 

Homer: “Mmmm…. Deep fried Homer…”

 

Gandhi: “Should I be wary of his autocannibalism..?”

 

Leafy: “Nah, you’re good! He’s got so much meat that eating himself wouldn’t do any harm anyway!”

 

Homer: “Yeah, I’ve just got so much meat that eating myself wouldn’t do any harm anyway!”

 

Red: “Uh huh buddy”

 

Sans: “who’s up for some homer kebabs..?”

 

Homer: “Wait..? Homer kebabs?! Wouldn’t that hurt me?!”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, we should stop suggesting skewering Homer…”

 

Gandhi: “Although it would result in a tasty meal, it would not be a good idea because it would lead to an island trial…”

 

Waluigi: “I think Gandhi’s irony detector got skewered…”

 

Noob: “Alright, so… Steve, Homer and I are grouped together… Should we get going..?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I guess so…”

 

Homer: “Woo-hoo! This is gonna be fun! I can’t wait to get you guys to try out my donuts!”

 

Trainer Red: “Don’t.”

 

Noob: “Yeah, I know…”

 

Everyone began dispersing until only Noob, Steve and Homer were left.

 

Noob: “So… Guys…? Where are we going..?”

 

Homer: “Oooh… I have a cool idea… Let’s go to that mine place, that’s where you find crystals and stuff right?”

 

Steve: (“Is this gonna be about crystal meth…?”)

 

Noob: “I guess… Maybe there’s an escape route there… It might actually not be a bad idea…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I guess…”

 

Homer: “Oh, and let’s have a crystal eating challenge!”

 

Steve: (“Nevermind… That’s even worse.”)

 

Steve: “Uh… Maybe let’s not…”

 

Steve: (“I’m curious about whether that path made by the rescue team is still there. Hopefully Monokuma didn’t block it off.”)

 

The trio entered the underground mine, in search of hints or secret passageways.

 

 

Homer: “Hmm… Maybe all these crystals make a message in Norse Code when you line them up…”

 

Steve: (“Norse code..?”)

 

Noob: “Uh… I d-don’t think so, Homer…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, but then, again, this is the same guy that discovered the Higgs Boson by accident, so maybe he’s onto something…”

 

Homer: “Yeah! They don’t call me Homer the dumbass for nothing, heheh!”

 

Steve: (“What…?”)

 

Noob: “...”

 

Steve: “Alright, let’s split into three, Homer can check the crystals on the right, Noob can take the middle, I can check the left…”

 

Noob: “Are we really going ahead with the Morse code idea..?”

 

Homer: “Yeeah! Homer the dumbass’ got ya’ covered!”

 

Steve: “If you say so..?”

 

The group of three split into three groups, counting the crystals on the ceiling, and after several minutes, returned.

 

Steve: “Okay… So uh, I found a crystal on the ceiling, then one on the ground, and then another one on the ceiling, then another on the ground…”

 

Noob: “I found the opening made by the rescue team, but sadly it’s been blocked off…”

 

Noob: “I also found two crystals in the ground… Honestly, I don’t think it means anything though…”

 

Homer: “Stop being such a Debbie called downer! I found plenty of stuff!”

 

Steve: “So… How many on the floor, how many on the ground?”

 

Homer: “Uh, I dunno…. I didn’t count…”

 

Homer: “But hey, I got some fresh crystal bites for us to eat!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Noob: “Ummm… I think I’m good…”

 

Homer: “C’mon guys! Crystal eating contest! They’re tasty, ya’ know!”

 

Homer tried swallowing a shiny purple crystal but started making choking noises when it got stuck in his throat.

 

Homer: “Aaaahhhh!!! I’m gonna die!!!!”

 

Noob: “Is he alright…?”

 

Steve: “I dunno… Is he?”

 

Homer: “Actually, on second thought, I’m fine! I’m sure having a crystal stuck in your throat is good for your health!”

 

Steve: “Uh… Somehow, I don’t think so…”

 

Noob: “Yeah… You should probably get that checked…”

 

Homer: “Hmmmppphhhfff…!”

 

Steve: “Are you okay there..?”

 

Homer: “AAAAAARGGGHHHH!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Homer: “Oh, sorrryyyy, I just got it stuck in the voice box… It’s out now, so I’m good!”

 

Steve: (“We should probably visit the pharmacy to fix Homer up, though I don’t think he wants to get fixed up, so I’m gonna have to come up so other reason why…”)

 

Steve: “Uhh… Homer, you wanna visit the pharmacy..?”

 

Homer: “Pharmacy..? Nah, that’s booooorrrring! Besides, you only wanna go there to cure me!”

 

Homer: “I wanna go to the radio tower and scream into those machines!”

 

Homer: “AAAAAAAAARRRGHHHHH!”

 

Steve: “That’s a pretty bad screaming impression…”

 

Homer: “Nah, that was real screaming. I got the crystal stuck in my voice box again!”

 

Steve: “Yeah, you should definitely go to the pharmacy…”

 

Homer: “As I said, booooorrrriiiinnngggg!”

 

Homer: “Chemistry is for nerds…”

 

Steve: (“Says the Ultimate Nuclear Physicist…”)

 

Noob: “Hey! It’s not boring! You can make some more of your donuts there!”

 

Homer: “Oh yeah! You’re right!”

 

Steve: (“Nice save, Noob.”)

 

Noob: “Alright, let’s get going then…”

 

Homer: “Yea-

 

Homer: “AAAGAGGAGAGGAGAAG!!”

 

Steve: “Yeah, let’s get going and fast…”

 

Along the way, the trio dropped by the warehouse, where they found Trainer Red and Basil chatting near the Monomono Machine.

 

Basil: “Oh, hi…”

 

Homer: “Hi, I’m Home-

 

Homer: “ARGARGARHARGHARGHARGHARGH!”

 

Noob: “He got some crystals in his throat…”

 

Basil: “Owch… That sounds bad… You should probably get that treated in the pharmacy…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, that’s what we were thinking…”

 

Homer: “Nah I’m fine! We’re just there to make donu-

 

Homer: “ARGHARGHARGHARGHARGH!”

 

Steve: (“I swear it’s getting louder every time…”)

 

Trainer Red: “Anyways. Have any of you got leads?”

 

Noob: “Ummm… Not really…”

 

Steve: “We tried looking around the mine for clues…”

 

Noob: “Yeah… Didn’t really find much, though… The opening made by the rescue team was blocked off…”

 

Trainer Red: “Oh… That’s a shame.”

 

Homer: “We also tried seeing if the crystal were Norse code and-

 

Homer: “ARGHARGHARGHARGHARGAHARGH!”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “So the Morse code idea. Did you get any results..?”

 

Steve: “Not really… It was Homer’s idea… So I dunno how practical it was…”

 

Homer: “Hey, I’m not a Viking. Can’t blame me for not getting Norse!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Anyway, we were trying to see if there was any hints in the Monomono Machine.”

 

Basil: “Yeah… But we didn’t really have the coins to make it work…”

 

Noob: “Oh, that’s a shame… I don’t really have any coins on me…”

 

Steve: “Yeah me neither, what about Homer..?”

 

Steve heard some shuffling going on behind the crates.

 

Steve: “Homer…?”

 

Homer: “Hehehehe! I know you’re there, mastermind! I’m coming for you!”

 

Basil: “I-I somehow don’t think the mastermind’s gonna be under that crate…”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes, I believe the mastermind tends towards more cryptic hints.”

 

Basil: “Yeah, that seems more likely…”

 

Noob: “Wait, why do you guys think the mastermind would give hints in the first place…? Surely they wanna hide their identity, right?”

 

Trainer Red: “On a surface level, that is true, but….”

 

Trainer Red: “If the mastermind wasn’t willing to give hints, then why would they tell us outright that they’re one of us sixteen through the motive cards?”

 

Steve: “Hmm… That’s a valid point.”

 

Noob: “So… Do you really think it’s possible that there’s some kinda hint in the capsule machine..?”

 

Basil: “I-I mean it is possible…”

 

Homer: “No way! It’s much more likely that the mastermind is lying right behind this crate!”

 

As Homer said that, a bunch of pinging noises started coming from the Monomono Machine, and suddenly, dozens of capsules started pouring out.

 

 

Basil: “W-Whoa! Did the machine just break?!”

 

Homer: “Yeah! Lemme get all these goodies!”

 

Homer started picking up the capsules that fell all over the place, and soon enough, everyone except Trainer Red had started joining him.

 

Steve: “Hmm… What’s in this one…?”

 

Steve opened up a capsule to a cake inside.

 

Steve: “A cake..? How did that fit inside?!”

 

Trainer Red: “Hmm… I believe these capsules may function like a Pokéball…”

 

Noob: “Huh? What does that mean..?”

 

Basil: “Basically, Pokéballs are able to store stuff regardless of its size. I think it uses some digital database that I don’t really understand, but it is pretty fascinating technology.”

 

Basil: “I honestly thought this kinda stuff was just sci-fi until I came here…”

 

Steve: “Well that definitely is interesting. Thanks for filling us in, Basil…”

 

Basil: “Umm… I-I d-don’t think you should thank me, but o-okay…”

 

Basil: “It was Red who taught me all of this anyway…”

 

Homer: “Ooh! I see a Mr. Krabs body`pillow in this one! Remember how he laughs? He goes like!-

 

Homer: “ARARGARGARGARGARGH!!!”

 

Homer started clutching onto his throat which caused him to drop his capsule into the vent leading to the mine.

 

Steve: (“I dunno if that was meant to be a Mr Krabs impression or just Homer choking…”)

 

Basil: “Well… Rest in peace Mr. Krabs body pillow..?”

 

Noob: “U-Um… Why would anyone want a body pillow of Mr. Krabs… He’s the crab in the suit, right..?”

 

Steve: (“That’s a reasonable question, you sweet Summer child…”)

 

Trainer Red: “Either way, I’ve definitely noticed that the items in that machine seem to be related to us. The body pillow of Mr Krabs is specific enough to confirm this.”

 

Steve: “Hmm…. That’s an interesting point… Do you think it means something..?”

 

Trainer Red: “Well… Yes…”

 

Trainer Red: “It proves that the sixteen of us were not just chosen by random. It was certainly premeditated.”

 

Noob: “Huh… But didn’t we know that already..? We were already chosen cuz’ we were ultimates and stuff.”

 

Noob: “W-Whatever that means…”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes, it is true that we were selected to visit Ultimate Island, however, these items confirm that it specifically had to be us without a shadow of doubt…”

 

Trainer Red: “This causes me to consider if the mastermind has any reason to put us into the killing game. Of course, I’m not an emotional individual, so I have no reason to consider exactly why we were put into this killing game…”

 

Basil: “Hey..! That’s not right… I don’t think you’re just an emotionless person, Red… You’re pretty good at understanding people…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “For now, give us some time to analyse these items, in the meantime, you can fix whatever's going on with Homer’s throat.”

 

Homer: “Nah, don’t worry ‘bout me, I’m perfectly-

 

Homer: “ARGHARGHARGHARGHARGHARGH!!!”

 

Steve: (“Yep… He sure is “Perfectly Fine”...”)

 

Noob: “Alright, Homie! Let’s get going to make some donuts!”

 

Trainer Red: “Wait. Before you leave… Have you seen Blobby..?”

 

Noob: “Huh..? Blobby..?”

 

Trainer Red: “I do not know his whereabouts, but it seems he’s gone missing.”

 

Noob: “Oh no… Aaaaghhh… He might be in danger…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red looked at Noob sadly.

 

Trainer Red: “I-I understand your concerns… I really do… Especially with what happened with Gundham’s hamsters, but…”

 

Trainer Red: “I have to let go of my feelings to get us out of this killing game. I will not let Monokuma shoot any of those innocent people in those cages.”

 

Just then, Trainer Red was interrupted by a radio announcement.

 

Monokuma: “Oooohhh!!! This is my first time using the radio tower… How exciting~!”

 

Monokuma: “Aaaanyway… I’m aboutta’ shoot one of your best buddies so ya’ better come and watch the spectacle! C’mon and climb up the tower~!”

 

Noob: “Aaaaghhhh!! We weren’t quick enough…”

 

Basil: “S-Someones’ gonna die and it’s all my fault…”

 

Steve: “T-This can’t be happening… One of them is going to get shot… Already…?”

 

Trainer Red: “Forgive me… I let my pointless feelings get in the way of us making an escape!”

 

Homer: “Huh… Hope it’s not Bart, but I’m sure he can survive a gunshot! He’s been through worse, heheheh…”

 

Steve: “Come on, Homer… Your son is in mortal danger, now’s not the time for that…”

 

Homer: “My son is in mortal danger…?”

 

Homer: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHH!!!!”

 

Homer ran off screaming to the radio tower.

 

Trainer Red: “You should probably follow him. I will continue to devote myself to finding an escape route.”

 

Trainer Red: “I won’t let anyone else die!”

 

Basil: “O-Okay… Just don’t overwork yourself…”

 

Trainer Red: “That is exactly what I intend to do.”

 

Basil gave Trainer Red a reluctant wave and left alongside Steve and Noob for the radio tower.

Notes:

Hope you enojyed, NintendoBoy, Allidoisr3ad, and anyone else who's still reading despite the huge delay! See you next time, which hopefully won't be in 4 months, lol! I'll try to update a little more frequently for the next while!

Has anyone got any guesses with what's gonna happen next? Is someone gonna get shot, and who? Share in the comments!

No free time events for next chapter, so no poll. (BTW I'll do a second Q&A once we hit 200 kudos)

Chapter 38: Chapter 3 [N] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

Welcome back to another chapter! This time *checks notes*, someone gets shot!

Hooray, this is gonna be a fun one! :) ???

~CHAPTER 38~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

Rescue Gang

Villager (Minecraft)

Stalin (Real Life)

Guest (Roblox)

Mr Krabs (SpongebobSquarepants)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Yellow (Among Us)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Wario (Super Mario)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

Bart Simpson (The Simpsons)

 

 

Soon enough, everyone had arrived, except for Light, who was presumably still tied up, and Trainer Red, who was busy trying to find a way out.

 

Monokuma: “Alrighto~! So glad that you guys are all here… Puhuhuhu… It looks like it’s time to execute none other than…”

 

Steve turned around and saw everyone panicking, hoping that it wasn’t their friend being brought to their demise. Luckily, Steve didn’t have anyone he was so closely attached to, but the concern from the others still overwhelmed him.

 

Monokuma: “Drumroll please…”

 

Monokuma was met by an awkward silence.

 

Monokuma: “GUEST!! Noob’s very special friend… Or should I say… CORPSE!!! Ahahahahaha!”

 

 

Steve looked over to see Noob, who had completely froze up, and Guest, who had a look of absolute terror on his face.

 

Noob: “I-I….”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Noob: “SHUT UP! YOU CAN’T KILL HIM!”

 

Monokuma: “Why not..? It’s a killing game after all… Killing people is just part of the fun, puhuhuhu!”

 

Noob: “We spent so much time together… The two of us have known each other since we were kids..! You can’t just do this! YOU CAN’T DO THIS!”

 

Gandhi: “Noob…”

 

Steve stared into Guest and Noob’s eyes with immense guilt. In a sense, it was his fault that this was going to happen. It was his fault, because he didn’t do anything. It was his fault, because he refused to sacrifice himself. Everyone else around him looked guilty too, even Gandhi.

 

Sans: “hey, monokuma… you don’t gotta do this…”

 

Monokuma: “Huh..? What’s your problem..?”

 

Sans: “ain’t it obvious…”

 

Sans: “I can end this motive first by killing myself…”

 

Squidward seemed to stop focusing on his injury as Sans said that, and instead looked at Sans with shock and disappointment.

 

Squidward: “Sans! D-Don’t do that!”

 

Sans: “it’s the right thing… if i sacrifice my life now, i’ll save all the others, including guest…”

 

Sans: “honestly i’ve been nothing but a piece of filth this whole game, so bring it on me…”

 

Guest stared on at shock at Sans. He seemed shocked that these strangers were suddenly willing to sacrifice their lives for him.

 

Gandhi: “Sans… You needn’t do that…”

 

Gandhi: “I should be the one to sacrifice myself, after all… I am the oldest…”

 

Sans: “don’t try to stop me, grandpa…”

 

Sans gave Gandhi a surprisingly hard hit across the face.

 

Gandhi: “U-Ughh…”

 

Basil cleared his throat and began to speak up.

 

Basil: “NO! Guys! All of you are valuable people! I should be the one to take my life! I-It’s what I deserve!”

 

Sans: “hell no… you’re just a kid…”

 

Gandhi: “Do not think that way, Basil… You are only young, and I have lived most of my life… It is only right that I should be the sacrifice. It would truly be keeping the peace…”

 

Noob suddenly turned to everyone in rage and shouted at the top of his voice.

 

Noob: “SHUT UP! ALL OF YOU SHUT UP!”

 

Noob: “Do you remember what happened to Gundham?! What happened to the last person who tried to sacrifice his life like this?!”

 

Noob: “He died! AND IT WAS ALL MY FAULT!”

 

Noob: “I’m NOT letting Guest die, and I’m not letting ANY of you guys die either!”

 

Noob: “A-And that’s because….”

 

Noob started sobbing and fell down to his knees in defeat.

 

Noob: “You’re all my friends… A-And I don’t wanna just lose another one…”

 

Noob: “So Monokuma! Take my life away! AND TAKE IT NOW!”

 

Steve: “Stop Noob, just stop! I’m not letting you just die! Not like this!”

 

Squidward: “Hmph… Stop arguing about this, you idiots… It’s ridiculous that you all want to sacrifice yourselves instead of me, the most miserable person in Bikini Bottom…”

 

Squidward: “Come on, Monokuma, just get me instea-

 

Noob: “NO! Don’t kill Squidward! KILL ME!”

 

The argument was interrupted by Trainer Red barging into the building.

 

Trainer Red: “You are all being hopelessly irrational!”

 

Trainer Red: “Why don’t we put our feelings aside, and kill the least valuable asset out of each of us… The least human out of each of us…”

 

Homer: “Huh? You mean Light..?”

 

Trainer Red: “No! I mean me! Let’s get rid of this worthless emotionless husk that’s failed to save any of you!”

 

Basil: “Red..! No! Y-You aren’t worthless! DON’T DO THIS TO YOURSELF!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Steve: (“Now I’m starting to feel bad for not wanting to sacrifice myself… There’s so many heroic people here, who are willing to die to save this kid… And I feel like I sick coward for not being the same…”)

 

Noob: “Come on everyone! THIS IS MY TIME TO BE EXECUTED! I should’ve been killed earlier, anyway! After all, THIS IS ALL MY FAULT!”

 

Red: “Shut it y’all… Ehehehehe…”

 

Red: “Hey, Monokuma… Can ya’ get that whole lot to shut up, and just blow my vital organs out instead…”

 

Red: “I’m so sick o’ listenin’ to them… Those heroes actin’ like they’re meanta’ die. It makes me wanna kill myself, eheheheh…”

 

Everyone turned around to see Red talking, and they all fell into silence.

 

Red: “So then… Guess’ it’s unanimous, huh? Y’all wanna see me dead over any o’ those actually nice people…?”

 

Red: “Guess that’s pretty fair…”

 

Red: “Hey, Monokuma?”

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu….”

 

Red: “Can ya’ blow this ol’ bastard's head to bits..? I’ve been kinda waitin’ for this moment ya’ know…”

 

Monokuma: “Red… Why on earth would I do that…?”

 

Red: “Shut ya’ damn mouth! You just know ya’ want me dead. And to be honest I kinda want me dead too…”

 

Monokuma: “Ahahahahaha! None of you are gonna be sacrificing yourselves! None of you!”

 

Waluigi: “W-Wah! What do you mean?!”

 

Monokuma: “Isn’t it obvious?! That’d just be boooooring! I want this to be a killing game, not a suicide game! If ya’ just go around commiting suicide in everyone’s faces, then that’s no fun!”

 

Basil: “..!”

 

Red: “Heh… Exactly as I thought… I was just makin’ him get on with it…”

 

Red: “If ya’ actually thought I was gonna sacrifice myself for that yellow dumbass’ friend, then there’s actually somethin’ wrong with yer head…”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Red: “Ehehehe….”

 

Red: “J-Just shoot him already, Monokuma…”

 

Noob: “……”

 

Waluigi: “Red, you sick piece of-”

 

Monokuma: “Alrighto! Let’s watch Guest get his skull cracked open in…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Monokuma: “Three…”

 

Noob: “Aaarghhh…”

 

Monokuma: “Two…”

 

Noob: “Aaaargghh!”

 

Monokuma: “One!”

 

Noob: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!”

 

Steve looked at Guest in the last second of his life. As Steve looked at him for the last time, he could see the kind of kid he was just by looking into his eyes. He was the kind of person who would always be there for Noob, in the good times and in the bad. He was someone who Noob could have fun with and hang out with, but also someone who could comfort him when things went wrong…

 

And now, Noob had lost that comfort in his life… He had lost his friend..

 

A machine gun emerged from the floor and the cage began to loosen. Guest started crawling out of the cage, and offered Noob one last thing; his cap. A memory. And he spoke his last words.

 

Guest: “T-Thanks for everything... Noob..."

 

The machine gun fired and shot Guest right in the head. Blood started leaking out, and he was dead in only a couple seconds. Noob fell on the floor and started sobbing, whilst everyone stood there in silence.

 

 

Noob: “...”

 

Leafy: “O-Oh gosh… I’m so sorry, Noob…”

 

Basil: “T-This is my fault… I’m sorry…”

 

Gandhi: “Truly, it is mine…”

 

Noob: “I can’t take it anymore…. I can’t take it…”

 

Noob stood up and burst into tears.

 

Noob: “Everyone! Stop saying this is all your fault! There’s no way this is any of your faults! This is mine! I’m the one at fault here!”

 

Noob: “So all of you shut up and put the blame on me instead, cuz I’m the bad guy!”

 

Noob cloaked his head in his ninja shirt and ran down the radio tower without leaving a trace behind…

 

Homer: “Dang it… I don’t like to see a kid like him sad…”

 

Homer: “You better not get sad like him, Bart!”

 

Bart: “Dad… Shut up… Now’s not the time…”

 

Squidward: “Ugh… This isn’t how it should’ve turned out…”

 

Sans: “i’m startin’ to think that the groups thing was a pretty crappy idea… it’s just gonna get more of us killed…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “No! Nobody else is going to die! WE NEED TO STICK TOGETHER, AND WE’LL FIND OUR WAY OUT OF THIS!”

 

Basil: “I-I don’t know…”

 

Trainer Red: “J-Just trust me… We need to stick in our groups! I will break us outta here, it’s the only way forward!”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah… I just dunno anymore… I don’t wanna see Wario get shot like that…”

 

Wario: “Ahahaha… Dontcha’ worry about me! I can take a shot like that that! I’ve been shot by the government before, aftah’ all!”

 

Homer: “I dunno… Did you see how quickly that killed him?!”

 

Sans: “ugh… we’re totally screwed…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Leafy: “Huh? Steve? Do you want to say something..?”

 

Steve: “Yeah… I think that Trainer Red has the right idea! I swear that if we work together, we will find the way out! And we’ll find it without anyone else having to sacrifice their lives!”

 

Sans: “huh… if you say so…”

 

Waluigi: “I dunno… It does feel a bit too optimistic…”

 

Leafy: “Come on, Waluigi! That’s nonsense! Let’s get those smiley muscles moving, yeah?!”

 

Waluigi: “Wah… I guess so…”

 

Waluigi gave a half-hearted smile towards Leafy.

 

Leafy: “Yay~! Woo-hoo! Good luck out there, guys!”

 

Leafy began to walk, but as she started exiting the tower, her body turned into metal.

 

Leafy: “Uh-oh… Oof! I must’ve eaten too many of those Yoyle Berries that Steve gave me…”

 

Steve: “Oh… T-They actually turn you into metal..?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, they sure do! Oh, and speaking of gifts, I’ve got something for you, Basily!”

 

Basil: “H-Huh…?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! Take this magic 8-ball! You can ask it a question and it gives you an answer!”

 

Basil: “O-Okay… That sounds cool…”

 

Leafy: “Hey, you should ask it if you’re the mastermind! That way I can know if I can trust you…”

 

Homer: “Oooh! We’re gonna find out!”

 

Trainer Red: “Calm down… It’s just a toy…”

 

Basil: “A-Anyway… Am I the mastermind, magic 8-ball..?”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “U-Um… It’s not giving an answer…”

 

Leafy: “Oh! You have to give it a shake!”

 

Basil shook the magic 8-ball warily.

 

“PROBABLY NOT”

 

Basil: “P-Probably not..?”

 

Leafy: “Yaay~! I can trust you now! Woo-hoo!”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “Well… Probably…”

 

Waluigi: “Alrighto… We’re-a gonna get going before Leafy starts to suspect ya’ some more…”

 

Leafy: “Yeaaah! See you around!”

 

Leafy and Waluigi went down the radio tower to continue their exploration for clues.

 

Steve: (“Honestly, I don’t know if I really believe that we can break out of here without anyone else dying, but I want to keep the spirits up…”)

 

Steve: (“I really hope nobody ends up sacrificing themselves…”)

 

Everyone left the tower to continue their investigations and eventually, Homer and Steve arrived at the pharmacy, this time without Noob, who had gone off on his own.

 

Steve: “Alright… Here we are…”

 

Homer: “Woo-hoo! I can’t wait to make some-

 

Homer: “ARGARGARHARGHARGHARGH!!!”

 

Homer let out another excruciating scream, making Steve a bit more worried.

 

Steve: “Homer… We need to get something for you, now…”

 

Homer: “I told you! I’m perfectly-

 

Homer: “ARGHARGHARGHARGHARGH!!!! AAAAAGGHHHHHH!!!”

 

Steve: “You’re only getting worse and worse… Come on, let’s look for some medicine…”

 

Homer: “Oooh! Ooh! “Laxy-tives”! That sounds a good! I am pretty lax after all!”

 

Steve: “No, Homer, please don’t-

 

But before Homer could respond, he’d already swallowed the whole bottle of laxatives.

 

Steve: “Homer, did you just…?”

 

Homer: “AGGHHHHHH!!!! I NEED TO TAKE A MASSIVE DUMP!!! NOW!!!”

 

Homer ran off to the bathroom, hurrying along the way.

 

Steve: (“…”)

 

Steve: (“I could just leave him and make sure Noob is safe, but…. I should probably make sure Homer doesn’t excrete his organs out first…”)

 

Homer: “AAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!”

 

Steve: (“How is it humanly possible that this guy is THAT much of an idiot…?”)

 

Homer: “AAAAAAGHHHHH!!!”

 

Homer eventually stopped screaming, giving Steve an opportunity to look around the pharmacy for anything of interest.

 

Steve looked into a jar which was spelt “Homerz donut jar” in messy handwriting.

 

Steve: (“Just lovely… Those donuts are probably deadly though, so maybe I should hide this away…”)

 

Steve: (“I can’t believe he’d put his donut jar in such an obvious place… Could he not at least leave them in his room..?”)

 

Steve took the donut jar and stored it away in his pocket.

 

Steve: (“Yeah… I’m not letting anyone touch this…”)

 

Steve’s thoughts were interrupted by Homer resuming his screamfest.

 

Homer: “AGHHHHHHHH!!!!!”

 

Steve: “Are you screaming because you have a crystal stuck in your mouth or because of the laxatives..?”

 

Homer: “BOTH!!! SOON ENOUGH I’M GONNA START POOPING CRYSTALS!!”

 

Steve: (“Ugh… Did I really need to ask..?”)

 

Steve was very, very tempted to leave Homer alone to suffer in the toilet, but his sadism didn’t get the better of him and he kept searching the pharmacy for any potentially useful medicines.

 

Steve: (“On second thought…. I know nothing about how to get a crystal out of someone’s throat… It’s not exactly something you put up with on a daily basis…”)

 

Steve: (“Maybe Homer needs surgery or something, but I don’t exactly think we have an Ultimate Surgeon in our midst…”)

 

Steve: (“Light would probably be our best bet, but there’s no way I’m trusting Light around Homer…”)

 

Steve: (“Maybe if things get desperate, I can just mine the crystal out of his mouth… I don’t really want Homer’s saliva on my arm though…”)

 

Steve: (“Actually… That sounds really, really unpleasant….”)

 

Steve’s train of thought was interrupted by another announcement from Squidward.

 

Squidward: “GREETINGS! THIS IS SQUIDWARD FROM THE RADIO TOWER!

 

Squidward: “MEET OUTSIDE THE RADIO TOWER FOR A MEETING!

 

Steve: (“Huh..? Squidward wants a meeting..? He didn’t have to be so loud about it, jeez…”)

 

Homer: “Aaaaghhh… Awww man, that was a good dump!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: (“Why does he have to be like this..? I kind of get why Squidward hates him…”)

 

Steve: “Anyway… I’m not really sure how to get that crystal out of your mouth, Homer, but let’s get going to the meeting…”

 

Homer: “Huh?! Oh, that! Hehehehe… I think I pooped it out!”

 

Steve: “You… What?!”

 

Homer: “It musta’ fallen into my belly or something… My poop did feel crystallised after all!”

 

Steve: (“Please stop talking about your excrement, Homer…. I feel like I’m in some low budget kids cartoon….”)

 

Steve: “I don’t think that’s how the digestive system works, Homer… It couldn’t travel from your oesophagus right down to the bowels in like, less than five minutes…”

 

Homer: “Humph! Who are you to judge how my oesophagus works?!”

 

Steve: (“I’m surprised he managed to pronounce that correctly…”)

 

Steve: “Ummm… So you’re good now, Homer..?”

 

Homer: “Yep! All ready to go and ready to eat more crystals, heh…”

 

Steve: “Please don’t….”

 

Homer: “Ugh… What else are we meanta’ do?”

 

Steve: “Did you not hear the meeting announcement? We’ve got that to attend.”

 

Homer: “Oh, thaaat…”

 

Homer: “Meh, who cares?! I wanna eat some crystals!”

 

Steve: “Homer, you’re coming with me…”

Notes:

Heeheehoohoo! Very fun chapter, am I right?! Roblox Noob is having a big oof moment ;)

Anyways, from next chapter onwards, Leafy will be shown as metal in the character image; at least if I remember to do that.

Any predictions for next chapter; will anything important happen?

Either way, no free times next chapter so no vote.

Chapter 39: Chapter 3 [O] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

Another chapter! Hope you enjoy this one; there's a few cool things going on!

~CHAPTER 39~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

Steve dragged Homer up to the outside of the radio tower, where everyone else except Noob and Light were gathered.

 

Gandhi: “Everyone..? Where is Noob?”

 

Leafy: “If we leave him alone like this, he might even kill someone!”

 

Steve: “Calm down, I don’t think Noob would do that…”

 

Red: “I mean, ya’ never know after all…”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Red: “Y’all look like I said somethin’ weird. I’m only speakin’ the truth…”

 

Waluigi: “Well it ain’t true! Yer’ just incitin’ violence!”

 

Red: “Yeah, and can ya’ blame me…? I’m just tryina’ make sure all your buddies end up livin’… Ya’ can kill me to do that if ya’ want…”

 

Waluigi; “Don’t even try to frame yourself as heroic, Red!”

 

Red: “Ehehehehe… Yer’ right…”

 

Steve: (“What is wrong with Red..? He’s been acting especially strange lately, though I guess he’s always kind of like this…”)

 

Gandhi: “Everyone… Squidward called this meeting, no?”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah… Where the heck is he?!”

 

Gandhi: “It is strange indeed, you would expect the person to call the meeting to actually show up.”

 

Leafy; “Hey, guys, take a look at this… It looks like some kinda note…”

 

Steve: “Hmm… That might give us an explanation…”

 

-Sans and I have decided to go into hiding as a result of the current motive. We are struggling with the motive and have realised that, logically, the best way to prevent us from hurting somebody is to lock ourselves in the arcade. We may consider meeting up with you all later…

- -Squidward-

 

Steve: “This… This is strange…”

 

Waluigi: “I guess the squid guy didn’t know how ta’ deal with the motive after what happened to Guest…”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed… This behaviour, while unusual, is understandable…”

 

Gandhi: “When confronted with the choice to take lives in order to save others, I myself, would be reluctant….”

 

Red: “Man… Squidward’s such a coward… Going into hiding instead of killin’ someone to save your friends…”

 

Waluigi: “Hmph… Speak for yerself!”

 

Red: “Yeah, yeah, we get it…. Red’s a hypocrite…”

 

Red started walking off on his own.

 

Gandhi: “Red… Wait…”

 

Red: “Yeah… Don’t tag along, Gandhi… You wouldn’t wanna watch as I went and killed someone…”

 

Red left the building enigmatically.

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Waluigi: “Why’d ya’ think he could be yer’ friend?! He’s Red, he ain’t gonna cooperate…”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “Do you think… The worst people are worthy of forgiveness...?”

 

Steve: “I… I don’t know…”

 

Steve: “Well… I don’t think you should treat bad people like your allies or friends…”

 

Gandhi: “That is certainly true, but…”

 

Gandhi: “Recently, I have been questioning whether certain individuals are worthy of life…”

 

Gandhi left solemnly. Even as he walked away, nobody could hear his footsteps.

 

Steve: (“What was up with that…? That… Wasn’t like Gandhi…”)

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Leafy: “Dang it guys… You’re making me feel really sad!!”

 

Trainer Red: “Maybe this situation is just hopeless…”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Basil: “I… Have to go…”

 

Basil ran off at a surprisingly fast pace with Trainer Red following behind, more slowly and warily.

 

Waluigi: “Dang it guys… Dang it..! What am I gonna do about Wario?!”

 

Leafy: “Hahaha…! Don’t worry, purple guy! Everything is fine… EVERYTHING IS FINE!!!”

 

Homer: “Now that’s the optimism I like to hear!”

 

Steve: (“T-That… just sounded really loud and fake…”)

 

Leafy: “Alrighty!!! Let’s go back to the funnnn park, am I right, Waluigi!?”

 

Waluigi: “I dunno, I don’t really…”

 

Leafy grabbed Waluigi by the arm and started dragging him along with a surprising amount of force.

 

Homer: “Huh… Looks like everyone else is gone…”

 

Homer: “What are we gonna do, Stevo..?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “Homer… I’m sick of you…”

 

Homer: “Huh..? You don’t look sick…”

 

Steve: “I’m sick of you and your nonsense… Let’s just go to bed… I’m tired of you and this stupid killing game…”

 

Homer: “Oh man… Looks like you could use a donut…”

 

Steve: “Just shut up! Everyone’s suffering and all you’re doing is pooping crystals! There’s nothing you’ve done to help!”

 

Homer: “Hey… Is that donuts in your pocket..? Mmmmm… Donuts….”

 

Homer grabbed the cyanide donut jar off of Steve’s pocket and started opening it.

 

Steve: “Don’t. You. Dare!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: (“B-But… If Homer eats the donuts, everyone will be saved…”)

 

Homer: “Hey… You okay there Steve..?”

 

Steve: “A-Actually… Those donuts aren’t poisonous… T-They’re perfectly fine…”

 

Steve: (“What am I doing..? I don’t want him to die…”)

 

Homer: “Oh. Okay.”

 

Homer opened the donut jar and laughed.

 

Homer: “Hey, you want one?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “No. Leave me alone…”

 

Homer: “Aww, whatever… Guess I’ll just give them to someone else…”

 

Steve: “Uh… Um… You aren’t gonna eat them yourself..?”

 

Homer: “Nah… I wanna be like the guy on TV… The Walter guy…”

 

Steve: “T-The Walter guy..?”

 

Homer: “Yeah... The Walter guy…”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: (“Ugh… What am I doing…? Why don’t I have the courage to take those off Homer…?”)

 

Steve: “I-I’m going now…”

 

Homer: “Okey dokey… I’m gonna sell some donuts…”

 

As Steve started stomping away, he could hear Homer muttering something…

 

Homer: “I’m livin’ the American dream, hehe…”

 

Steve: (“Why is he so… So… Stupid?!”)

 

Steve went back to the ugly apartments and lay down in his bed.

 

Steve: (“Ugh… What has gotten into me..?! Why am I just letting Homer do this..?”)

 

Steve: (“I-I’m just letting people die… What kind of person am I?!”)

 

Steve: (“I’m nothing like those people… The guys that are heroes… The guys who aren’t cowards… The guys who’re willing to sacrifice their lives…”)

 

Steve: (“I wish I could be more like Gandhi, or… Hell, even Squidward or Sans… Ugh…”)

 

Steve lay down angrily in bed, realising just how much of a coward he was. He was just a coward willing to let others die…

 

Steve: (“Agh… I’m just… Not a good person… Maybe I should just kill myself to save everyone else… Maybe it’s the only way to apologise…”)

 

Steve shut his eyes in irritation, but no matter how much he tried he couldn’t sleep. The motive, and seeing Guest get shot, it just couldn’t get out of his head…

 

Steve: (“I… I have to sacrifice myself… If I don’t… I’m a coward… And I won’t be able to forgive myself…”)

 

Steve got up from bed, determined to stop Homer before it was too late.

 

After angrily slamming his door, he got a response from Light.

 

Light: “Hmmm… Steven, is something bothering you..?”

 

Steve: “Shut up…”

 

Light: “Hmm… You shut that door quite angrily… Are you perhaps feeling bad for me..?”

 

Steve: “Oh God no… Do you have no emotional intelligence or something?!”

 

Light: “I have enough to tell you that you’re feeling angry about something… Is it perhaps… The motive?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Light: “Yes I heard… You’re the type of person to be easily pressured… Are you perhaps feeling pressured into doing something?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “S-Shut up…”

 

Light: “Ah… I think I’ve managed to figure it out, purely on the basis of my files…”

 

Light: “The others must be willing to sacrifice their lives for the motive, yet you’re ashamed that you can’t do the same…”

 

Steve: (“A-Argh… He’s onto me…”)

 

Light: “Steve, if you wish to become a hero… Please check something in my bag… There’s a hidden section you might not have found out…”

 

Steve: (“He left the death note in the non-hidden section of his bag?! How cocky is this guy?!”)

 

Steve: “H-How..? How do I get inside the hidden pocket?!”

 

Light: “Hmm… Just take that knife and pry it open…”

 

Steve: (“That bloody knife… It’s the same one that was used to kill Gundham’s hamsters…”)

 

I picked up the knife, but instead of breaking into the hidden pocket of the bag, I swung it near Light’s face.

 

Light: “Hmm… Your anger really is getting to you… Luckily, I’m confident that you wouldn’t actually kill anyone… At least not directly…”

 

Steve: “Be careful with those words, Light…”

 

Light: “Just open that bag already… You’ve got no reason to waste your time trying to attack me…”

 

Steve sighed and cut into the bag to find the hidden pocket.

 

Inside he found…

 

A strange envelope..?

 

Steve: “W-What’s this..?”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… It’s something that’ll get us out of this situation… I’m confident about it…”

 

Steve: “For some reason I don’t quite trust you, Light…”

 

Light: “Oh… What a shame… I suppose you don’t want to free us from the killing game after all…”

 

Steve: (“This might be a trap, but when he puts it like that… I can’t help but want to open it…”)

 

Steve: “Fine… I’ll open it…”

 

Light: “Wait… Don’t.”

 

Steve: “Huh..?”

 

Light: “It’s for Trainer Red’s eyes only. Send it to him, don’t let Basil see a word.”

 

Steve: “Light… I don’t think I can trust you…”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha…”

 

Light: “Well… If you want to let innocent people die, then be my guest…”

 

Steve: (“This is just really suspicious… But maybe Light actually wants to break us out of here… Maybe he’s actually doing this for the greater good…”)

 

Steve: “Alright… I’ll deliver the letter…”

 

Light: “Thank you for your cooperation Steve. I knew I could put my trust in you.”

 

Steve: “Don’t treat me like a friend…”

 

Light: “Oh, and one last warning… After giving the envelope to Trainer Red, run. Doing anything else would just be dangerous…”

 

Steve: “Dangerous..? Did you put explosives in this envelope..?”

 

Light: “Well, it’s something intended to end the killing game. You’d be surprised if it wasn’t dangerous…”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… Information can be dangerous too…”

 

Steve: “Whatever, I’m sick of talking to you. I’m out.”

 

Steve took the envelope and started searching for Basil and Trainer Red. As he left, he thought he could hear Light laughing to himself quietly. Although it felt foreboding, Steve had to take his chances and trust Light’s word, or else more innocent people would die.

 

Steve: (“Okay… I just need to find Homer and Trainer Red… Then everything will be alright.”)

 

Steve found Basil and Trainer Red in the warehouse, discussing something.

 

Trainer Red: “The cavern appears to be blocked off, Basil… I wonder why…”

 

Basil: “I-I don’t know… Is somebody trying to stop us from escaping..?”

 

Trainer Red: “I’m uncertain, it may be the mastermind, or perhaps the traitor…”

 

Steve approached them and offered them a letter.

 

Trainer Red: “Hm… What’s this?”

 

Steve: “It’s a private letter for Trainer Red. Something to help us end the killing game or something…”

 

Basil: “H-Huh..? That’s… Weird…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Who sent you this, Steven..?”

 

Steve: (“Oh.. Now he’s calling me “Steven”..?”)

 

Steve: “Oh… It was sent by Squidward…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Squidward? Then this must be the saving grace! This needs to be what frees us from the killing game! This has to be it… Hehehehe…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Because we can’t just let people keep dying… WE NEED TO BREAK OUT OF HERE, NOW!!!”

 

Trainer Red smashed his head into a crate in frustration.

 

Steve: (“Well, I sure hope it is… Trainer Red seems to be panicking and putting a lot of responsibility on himself… Honestly, I feel bad for him…”)

 

Steve: “Well, I need to get going now… I still need to look for Homer… I kind of let him run wild…”

 

Basil: “O-Okay..! Good luck!”

 

Steve began his search for Homer. First he checked the pharmacy…

 

Then the theme park…

 

And finally the arcade, which was no longer barricaded shut.

 

Inside he found not just Homer, but something else…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sans lying on the floor with blood on his head…

 

 

Seeing Sans horribly injured like that left Steve with a feeling of terror… Was he alive..? He looked badly injured… Could he take a hit like that…?!

 

Or was Sans dead… Was the skeleton he came to know and love now cold dead on the floor?

 

However, Steve’s thoughts were soon interrupted by-

 

Homer: “Hey! Sans! Wakey wakety!”

 

Steve: “Homer! What the heck are you doing here?! Is Sans okay?!”

 

Homer: “Huh..? Oh yeah, I’m sure he’s fine… It’s probably just ketchup…”

 

Homer picked up some blood and licked it.

 

Homer: “Mmmm… Sugary…”

 

Steve: “Homer! Sans might be dead! Stop acting like this right now!”

 

Steve felt a shiver down his spine as he came closer and closer to Sans…

 

Steve: “Sans! Wake up!”

 

Homer went up to Sans and shook his body up and down.

 

Homer: “Oh man! He has no pulse!”

 

Suddenly, Sans responded weakly.

 

Sans: “i’m a skeleton, idiot…”

 

Homer: “A skeleton with BLOOD! Tasty blood!”

 

Sans: “ugh… what are you guys doin’ here..?”

 

Sans: “oh, wait, where’s squidward…?”

 

Homer: “Huh..? Where’s that stupid long-nose off to?”

 

Sans: “ummm… this isn’t good guys…”

 

Sans got himself together and started limping out of the arcade.

 

Steve: “Sans..! Stop! You can’t just walk around like that… We need to get you to the pharmacy!”

 

Sans: “nah… i’m good… i’m…”

 

Sans collapsed onto the floor as Steve tried to hold him up.

 

Steve: “I need to get him into the pharmacy right now… I don’t want him to be in danger…”

 

As Steve was walking out of the building, he glanced at Homer.

 

Steve: “Homer..? You didn’t sell any of those donuts, right..?”

 

Homer: “Uh…. I forget…”

 

Homer said as he lifted up an empty jar of donuts…

 

Steve: “Shoot… Shoot… No… Homer! Who did you sell those to?”

 

Homer: “Uh… I forget…”

 

Steve: “Aaaaarghhh!!!! Homer! We need to warn everyone, immediately!”

 

Steve: (“I can’t believe what I’ve just done! This is my fault!”)

 

Steve: “Homer! Get Sans to the pharmacy! Now! I’ll try and warn everyone about the donuts!”

 

Homer: “Heh… Okey dokey…”

 

Steve: “Don’t even try anything with Sans! Just bring him to the pharmacy! NOW!”

 

Homer dragged Sans to the pharmacy at an irritatingly slow speed, while Steve left the building to warn the others.

 

But soon enough… His fears worsened… He heard a horrible announcement… An announcement he never wished to hear…

 

Monokuma: “WOO–HOO! You guys finally pulled the trigger! A body has been discovered~! Let’s have a little cha-cha-cha at the mines, where we can do a liiittle body discovery dancin’~!”

 

Steve: “Nononono! This is a joke, right?! This is a joke!”

 

Homer: “Uh…. I dunno… Wha’s a body..?”

 

Steve: “Ugh! Don’t mess around now! We need to get there, immediately!”

 

Homer: “Eh… alright…”

 

Homer dropped Sans’ head onto the concrete and started walk away from him.

 

Sans: “urgghhh… ow…”

 

Steve: “What the heck, Homer! You could’ve killed him!”

 

Homer: “But he’s a skeleton, he’s already dead!”

 

Steve: “Just shut up and let’s get to the caverns!”

 

Homer: “Uh… Okay, Mr. Bossypants…”

 

Homer and Steve ran over to the cavern, while Sans slowly limped behind. The pathway to the mines was no longer blocked off, as Trainer Red had said it had been before, and the trio slowly approached the vent, whilst they were engulfed by fear.

 

Fear of which of their friends had died.

 

As they walked towards the mine, they found many others gathered around a site. They saw Red, Gandhi, Leafy, Basil, Trainer Red and Waluigi all with terrified looks on their faces.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Terrified looks from seeing the ocean of indigo blood that lay beneath them…

Notes:

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoy yet another body discovery! I mean, that's what you're here for, right?! :D

Anyways, I hope you're looking forward to another trial. I'm not gonna upload anything until I've finished writing the whole trial though, in case there's anything I need to rewrite in terms of the trial or investigation, so it might be a bit longer to wait for next episode. Don't worry though, I am most of the way through writing the trial, so there's not all too much left!

In the meantime, comment your thoughts about who the killer might be and what might happen! Also gonna remind you all that there'll be another Q&A at 200 kudos.

Chapter 40: Chapter 3 [P] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

So... That didn't take so long, did it? Anyways, trial, another mystery. This investigation is considerably longer than any of written thus far and hence will be split into a few different parts. Don't worry about getting bored from all the investigating either; there'll be a few fun character moments to spice this investigation up. Perhaps you'll enjoy the change in perspective...?

~CHAPTER 40~

 

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Squidward (SpongeBob SquarePants)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

Rescue Gang:

Villager (Minecraft)

Stalin (Real Life)

Mr Krabs (SpongebobSquarepants)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Yellow (Among Us)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Wario (Super Mario)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

Bart Simpson (The Simpsons)

 

 

Steve: (“This… This can’t be happening…”)

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Homer: “Uh, guys…. The blood’s blue… It must just be blueberry juice!”

 

Leafy: “Oh… Phew! My bad…”

 

Sans: “are you kidding guys..?”

 

Sans: “that blood.. It…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “It belongs to Squidward…”

 

Sans clutched his head again and collapsed down onto the floor…

 

Steve: “Someone… Help him..! We can’t just let another person die!”

 

Homer: “Okey dokey! I guess I’ll-

 

Trainer Red: “No. Not you…”

 

Waluigi: “I guess imma do it… I’m not great at investigatin” anyway…”

 

Leafy: “Aww, okay…”

 

Waluigi slowly walked off with his cap below his eyes as he took Sans to the pharmacy.”

 

Steve: “I can’t believe this happened… Why did it have to be Squidward?! Why did it-

 

Red: “Shut it…. You’re implying it’d be okay if it was anyone else, which it wouldn’t…”

 

Steve: “I… I just can’t believe it…”

 

Steve: “He was my friend.”

 

Steve: (“I never really got to know Shrek or Spamton, but this feels different… This feels miserable… Squidward was someone who I really got to know…”)

 

Steve: (“And it’s terrible… Seeing him like this… Especially after he saved Sans from execution…”)

 

Gandhi: “I-Is something troubling you, Steve..?”

 

Steve: “I-I think I’ll have to sit this investigation out…”

 

Basil: “M-Me too…”

 

Basil: “I can’t take this anymore….”

 

Gandhi: “That…. Makes three of us, then…”

 

Red: “Frick… I’m not solvin’ this by myself…”

 

Leafy: “Hey! What about me and Homery!!!”

 

Leafy said as she hugged Homer slightly too tightly.

 

Homer: “Hmmppphhh…”

 

Red: “You guys… Don’t really count…”

 

Leafy: “Hey that’s mean! Are you the-

 

Steve: “Leafy… Don’t even start that again…”

 

Leafy: “Hmph… Fine…”

 

Steve: “I think I’ll get going now…”

 

Trainer Red: “I’m going to make sure Basil’s okay…”

 

Leafy: “Whoa, wait… Trainer Red..? Are you okay?!”

 

Leafy said as she noticed a black eye on Trainer Red’s face.

 

Trainer Red: “Yes. I’m fine…”

 

Steve: (“Ugh… I just can’t do this anymore… I don’t care if we all end up dead… It’s gonna happen anyway…”)

 

Steve went back to the apartments to get some rest, though his walk was interrupted by someone else.

 

Noob: “S-Steve… Are you okay..?”

 

Steve: “Huh..? Just leave me alone…”

 

Noob: “B-But… I’m not good at investigating… They’re probably in trouble without you…”

 

Steve: “I don’t care… It doesn’t matter anymore if we live or die…”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Noob: “B-But… You guys all have so much to live for! You all have loads of unique talents and stuff…”

 

Steve: “I don’t care… None of that matters if all our friends are dead…”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Noob: “I-I dunno what to say…”

 

Noob: “I kinda feel the same, but…”

 

Noob hesitated to try and come up with some kind of response.

 

Noob: “Steve! I don’t want you to die! And you’re my friend..! Please!”

 

Noob: “If you’re okay me calling you that… Maybe I’m just a stupid kid getting in the way…”

 

Steve: (“I guess he’s right… If we don’t investigate this thoroughly, then Noob… and everyone else will die..”)

 

Steve: (“But honestly I’m sick of this crap… I’m sick of everyone I care about dying… I’m tired of all this and I just wanna lie down and have FIVE SECONDS to mourn…”)

 

Steve: “You're right, but I don’t wanna do this…”

 

Steve sighed in hesitation.

 

Steve: “Have you got the Monokuma File..?”

 

Noob: “Yep! Here you go! Sorry if it’s not too detailed…”

 

Noob handed over a black and white file, this time with Squidward’s name on it.

 

Steve: (“Ugh… Squidward, I can’t believe I let him down like this… I should’ve been a better leader…”)

 

The victim was Squidward Tentacles, The Ultimate Clarinet Player. A pile of blue blood was found in the mines, suggesting that he died in the caverns. Squidward’s body appears completely crushed due to a high amount of pressure. No other injuries can be identified due to the state of the victim’s body.

 

Steve: “Not very helpful… As usual…”

 

Noob: “That bear really is good at saying the obvious, huh..?”

 

Steve: “Yep… He sure is.”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Monokuma File #3

 

Noob: “Alright, so… What do you think we should investigate..?”

 

Steve: “I don’t care… I just want to go to sleep…”

 

Noob: “O-Okay…”

 

Noob: “I g-guess I’ll try to figure this stuff out myself…”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve walked off, leaving Noob on his own.

 

~

 

Noob: (“I don’t wanna do this either… But I need to help Steve… A-and…”)

 

Noob: (“I have to do this for Gundham and Guest… Otherwise, I’m just a stupid failure and it’ll be all my fault!”)

 

Noob: “O-Okay… Where should I start…?”

 

Noob: (“I don’t wanna go anywhere near the body.. S-so… I need to ask everyone where they were..!”)

 

Noob: (“But I don’t wanna talk to people… They’ll probably hate me for letting Guest die… Maybe there’s something else to look for… Maybe the pharmacy…”)

 

Noob covered himself in his tattered ninja cloak and began to walk slowly towards the pharmacy. Once he got there, he noticed Red investigating the pharmacy.

 

Red: “Hey whaddup kid?”

 

Noob: “C-Can you not talk to me like that..?”

 

Red: “Hey i dont see a problem with bein chill”

 

Noob: (“E-Ew… Stop acting like this Red… Now’s not the time!”)

 

Noob: “Yeah, but Squidward just died! We can’t just act like nothing happened! It’s terrible!”

 

Red: “I dont care sucker at some point u just get desensitised to death ig”

 

Noob: “N-No… Don’t say that…! I’ll never forget my friends!”

 

Red: “Aight well u enjoy bein traumatised the rest of us are used to it by this point”

 

Noob: (“That’s terrible… I don’t wanna get used to death, ever… It isn’t something you should just get used to…”)

 

Red: “Hey kid?”

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah?”

 

Red: “…”

 

Noob: “Is something up..?”

 

Red: “You really shouldn’t be in here… Like this pharmacy, it’s full of poison, ya’ know..?”

 

Noob: “U-um… Maybe, but… I want to try investigating… I don’t want to be the reason everyone dies!”

 

Red: “Heh… I think I’ll be the reason… Anyway, you wanna ice cream? Found some to spare in the pharmacy freezer…”

 

Noob: “I-Ice cream..?”

 

Noob: (“W-Wait… I shouldn’t fall for this… Red is… An evil person… His ice cream might be poisonous, or he might be one those guys who drive white vans…”)

 

Noob: (“Or maybe it’d be a red van in this case, haha…”)

 

Red: “Aight, dunno what kinda kid refuses free ice cream but whatever…”

 

Noob started looking through different containers in the pharmacy containing different drugs and chemicals.

 

Noob: “Hey, look, this one saying “laxatives” is empty…”

 

Red: “Oh yeah that makes u poop i guess someone really needed to take a dump or smth”

 

Noob: “U-Um…. I don’t trust you… Does it really just make you poop..?”

 

Red: “Yeah why would i lie to u?”

 

Noob: (“He’s definitely lied to me many times before, but… Maybe that’s really all it does…”)

 

Noob: (“I still don’t know why anyone would want a drug that makes you use the toilet…”)

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Empty Laxatives

 

Noob: “So… Is there anything else in here..?”

 

Red: “idk prolly not u might wanna check somewhere else this place aint for kids”

 

Noob: “H-Hey! I’m taller than you!”

 

Red: “Uh huh doesnt mean ur more mature tho”

 

Noob: “Wait! I think I found something weird…”

 

Noob noticed Red’s movements tense up slightly.

 

Red: “W-What is it..?”

 

Noob: “Um… It’s this bottle of deiononeyesed water”

 

Red: “Oh”

 

Red paused for a second

 

Red: “U mean deionised i had a stroke hearing u say that”

 

Noob: “Um… Yeah… Is it just meant to be water..?”

 

Red: “Yeah its like pure water without all the artificial ratpoop they put in water”

 

Noob: “Rat poop? Ewww… Really?!”

 

Red: “Do u need ur brain electrocuted or smth cuz ur exaggeration sensor doesnt seem to be workin”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “Sorry… I thought you weren’t kidding…”

 

Red: “Yeah no its just chlorine and stuff anything up with the bottle?”

 

Noob: “I dunno what that is but I hope it’s not rat poop…”

 

Noob: “Anyways, the water looked kinda milky and stuff so I thought it was weird…”

 

Red: “Yep thats strange esp if its meant to be pure water”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Milky Water

 

Red: “Heh. Nice find Noob…”

 

Noob: “Wow, do you think so..?”

 

Red: “No u dummy if waters got bits in it its an obvious find”

 

Noob: “O-Oh, okay, sorry…”

 

Red: “Aight im outta here you should get goin too”

 

Red: “Good luck on your investigation…”

 

Red strolled off as if he wasn’t in a serious situation whatsoever. He indicated towards Noob to follow, but Noob still stuck around.

 

Noob: (“Hmm… He might not think so, but I’m worried we might be missing something here… I dunno…”)

 

Noob kept searching through the drugs until he found another empty container.

 

Noob: (“Antidepressants..? I dunno if those are a poison or something… Maybe I tell this to Steve…”)

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Empty Antidepressant Box

 

Noob: (“Um… I think that’s everything… I wonder where I should go next… Maybe I should figure out where everyone was when Squidward… Died…”)

 

Noob went outside to search with the others. He met Leafy and Homer hanging out in the arcade.

 

Noob: (“That’s an unusual pair…”)

 

Noob: “Hey, guys! Have you found anything!”

 

Leafy: “Oh, uh… We were just playing tic-tac-toe!”

 

Homer: “And I’m actually winning!”

 

Leafy: “Yeah… Homer’s soooo much better than me at tic-tac-toe! It’s like you have to be a genius to play the game or something!”

 

Homer: “Yeah, Homer, master tactician, in the house!”

 

Noob: “Oh, that’s pretty impressive! I heard Leafy won 73 times in a row, and now you’re beating her?!”

 

Homer: “Yeah! That’s Homer for ya’! Pro tic-tac-tock player and master gamer!”

 

Noob: “U-um… Anyway… Most people aren’t doing any investigating, so I wanted to help out and stuff…”

 

Leafy: “Awww..! That’s so nice of you Nooby~!”

 

 

Leafy gave Noob a slightly overbearing hug which was made worse by the fact that Leafy was now made of solid metal.

 

Noob: “Oo-oof…”

 

Leafy: “I guess I can help you out, Nooby! I just looove helping my friends~!”

 

Noob: “Yeah… There was one thing I wanted to ask…”

 

Leafy: “Huh..? What’d that be?”

 

Homer: “Whatever it is, Homer’s got the answer!”

 

Noob: “Uh… I just wanted to know why you’re made of metal now…”

 

Homer: “Oh! I know exactly why! It’s uh… Um…”

 

Leafy: “It’s because of yoyleberries!”

 

Homer: “Yeah! What I said!”

 

Noob: “Yoyleberries? What are those..?”

 

Leafy: “Oh, they’re these berries that turn you into metal and stuff…”

 

Noob: “Oh, that sounds dangerous…”

 

Leafy: “Nah, it was fine! It wasn’t half as dangerous as the donuts Homer gave me earlier!”

 

Noob: “Wha..? Don’t tell me you ate those?!”

 

Leafy: “Eh..! They made a good snack! Cyanide’s the best meal of the day! I even put it in my friends cakes to add a special tingly flavour!”

 

Noob: (“Umm… Cyanide..? Isn’t that poisonous or something..?”)

 

Noob: “You’re okay though, Leafy, right?”

 

Leafy: “Yep! Feeling a-okay and ready to go!”

 

Homer: “Yeah, those donuts are filled with ENERGY! You just wanna keep coming back for more!”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! Can you give me a top up, Homer?”

 

Homer: “That’s Homserberg to you!”

 

Leafy: “Okay, but can I have another cyanide special, Mr Homserberg?!”

 

Homer: “Alrighto, you cyanide special is coming up!”

 

Homer looked into his pockets and found that his donut jar was empty.

 

Homer: “Awww man… We’re out?! I even went outta my way and stuff to steal those from Steve!”

 

Noob: “It’s empty?! Who did you sell all the donuts to?”

 

Homer: “Uh… I dunno… Don’t remember… If there’s one way we do things down in America, it’s to care about the product, not the customers!”

 

Noob: “S-So… You forgot who you sold them to..?”

 

Homer: “Does it matter...?”

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah… It’s probably really important for the case…”

 

Noob: (“This is looking really bad… We don’t even know who Homer, er… Homserberg sold them to… I don’t want everyone to die…!”)

 

Noob felt his breath tense as he started to panic, but he tried to ignore it and focused on what was ahead of him. Still, the thought of everyone dying felt like bees buzzing around in his head.

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Empty Donut Jar

-TRUTH BULLET - Stolen Donut Jar

 

“Homserberg”: “Hey, Leafy! We need to do some more cooking!”

 

Leafy: “Cooking, you mean like-

 

“Homserberg”: “Yeah, I’m hungry for cookies or something!”

 

Noob: “I’m pretty sure you bake cookies…”

 

“Homserberg”: “Alrighto! Then let’s bake some cookies like I’m Baking Dad!”

 

Noob: (“Baking Dad..? I dunno, but that name sounds kinda familiar.”)

 

Noob: “Anyway, I need to know where you guys were whenever the thing happened…”

 

Homer: “Oh, I was selling donuts! If that isn’t a good “Alili”, I don’t know what is!”

 

Noob: (“Alili..? I think he means “alibi”…”)

 

Leafy: “Yeah, and I can confirm! I was the one buying the donuts!”

 

Leafy: “They were super tasty, and deadly, so I don’t think you’re the traitor anymore, Homer!”

 

Homer: “You thought I was the traitor?!”

 

Leafy: “Yeah… You just seemed a bit too… dense… So I was worried you were lying!”

 

Homer: “Yeah, that’s me! Homer Simpson! Dense as a neutron star!”

 

Noob: (“I don’t think that’s what Leafy meant, but ok…”)

 

Noob: “So, umm… Leafy. Where were you..?”

 

Leafy: “Hmmm… I’m guessing the death happened at like, less than an hour ago, so I was with Waluigi in the theme park, then Homserberg showed up like a vendor and sold me some donuts!”

 

Leafy: “Waluigi thought I was weird and stuff for buying donuts, but eh… I thought they were pretty tasty…”

 

Noob: “Tasty..? Despite being poisonous?!”

 

Homer: “That’s baking dad for you! Deadly and delicious!”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Leafy’s Alibi

-TRUTH BULLET - Homer’s Alibi

 

Noob: “Um, okay… I guess I’ve asked you guys enough now. Sorry for bothering you.”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, no problem! I’m happy to help my friends anyyy time~!”

 

Leafy turned her back to go play on the arcade machine, when Noob noticed something strange.

 

Noob: “Leafy..! A bit of your metal body seems chipped off!

 

Leafy: “Oh, yeah… That… I just woke up with that this morning…”

 

Homer: “Mmm… Someone musta’ been hungry…”

 

Noob: “Hungry?! For metal?!”

 

Noob: (“I’m slightly confused by Homer’s taste… Crystals, poisonous donuts, and now metal?!”)

 

Noob: “So… Do you think the killer took a piece off you?”

 

Leafy: “Hmm… I almost forgot there was a killer for a second! Our conversation was just so fun!”

 

Homer: “Wait there’s a killer?!”

 

Noob: (“I really wish I could feel happy all the time like them… But after Guest and Gundham… I j-just can’t…”)

 

Noob caught his breath tensing up again, but broke it off before it was too much.

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Chipped off Piece of Metal

 

Noob: “U-Um… Is there any way of going back to normal Leafy..? Or are you stuck like that forever..?”

 

Leafy: “Huh? You don’t like Metal Leafy..?”

 

Noob: “No, I’m just wondering… It might be important…”

 

Leafy: “Hmm… Well there is one way…”

 

Homer: “Yeah! Yellow tomatoes!”

 

Leafy: “Whoa! How did you know?”

 

Homer: “If there’s one thing you need to know about me, it’s that I know everything!”

 

Leafy: “Okay… What’s one plus one?”

 

Homer: “Hah! Easy, it’s two!”

 

Leafy: “Wowsers! What’s two plus two!”

 

Homer: “Uh… Three?”

 

Noob: (“Um… Did he stutter?”)

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “Aaanyways… I saw some yellow tomatoes in a theme park stand. If I ate them, I’d go just back to normal!”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Yellow Tomatoes

 

Noob: (“I don’t know how much I’m helping, but that’s good to keep in mind. Maybe I should ask some other people now…”)

 

Noob: “Alright, good luck guys! I’ll be going now!”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, good luck to you too!”

 

 

Noob left the arcade and found Gandhi perched up against the wall of the radio tower, sighing.

 

Noob: “H-Hey Gandhi! Is everything okay..?”

 

Gandhi: “Yes… I just have never been in such a difficult situation in my life…”

 

Gandhi: “I feel much too… Conflicted.”

 

Noob: “Oh, I’m really sorry to hear that…”

 

Noob gave Gandhi a hug, which he didn’t really respond to.

 

Noob: “I’ll make sure nobody else dies..! Or else it’s all my fault!”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “Making sure nobody dies is my job…”

 

Gandhi: “That’s why I feel so conflicted. I am merely a coward.”

 

Noob: “That’s not true! If anyone’s a coward, it’s me!”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm…”

 

Gandhi: “I should at least help you with your investigation… It is the least I can do…”

 

Noob: “Okay, thanks!”

 

Gandhi: “So firstly… I must discuss that I noticed a strange cloud of smoke in the sky whilst Squidward was announcing the meeting…”

 

Gandhi: “Red and I thought it was strange, but it disappeared before we could figure out what was truly going on…”

 

Noob: “Oh… That sounds pretty weird… I wonder if something caused the cloud…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Smoke Cloud

 

Noob: “So this happened just when Squidward was making his announcement, right..?”

 

Gandhi: “Yes… That would be a few hours before Squidward was presumably killed.”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Noob: “This shouldn’t have happened… Why would anyone do this…?! After all we’ve been through..? Why?!”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “Nubert, you are yet to learn the intricacies of peoples’ motives…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “But regardless of whether their motives are noble or cruel, we still must push on, to keep others alive…”

 

Noob: “Yeah, you’re right… I really don’t feel like pushing on… But yeah…”

 

Noob: (“It’s really hard to just pretend to be happy around everyone like this… It really is…”)

 

Noob: (“First Gundham, then Guest, then Squidward… I just want to lie down and cry, but I can’t…”)

 

Gandhi: “Is everything alright, Nubert..?”

 

Noob: “Yeah, I was just wondering…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm…?”

 

Noob: “I just wanted to know where you were when… Everything happened…”

 

Gandhi: “As you might have guessed, I was with Red. We spent some time talking to the others in the cages in the radio tower.”

 

Noob: “Ah, I see… I’m gonna check on them now… Did anything strange happen?”

 

Gandhi: “No, but I did stop by the announcement recording room on the way to the bathroom, and I noticed that some of the film tape seemed to be missing…”

 

Noob: “Some of the film tape was missing..? That’s pretty weird, but I don’t think anyone would need tape to do something like this…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm… I am uncertain. Perhaps the killer wanted to make an announcement but never ended up doing it. Only Squidward managed to call announcements after all…”

 

Noob: (“Yeah, that is weird… I wonder what that’s about…”)

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Gandhi’s Alibi

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Missing Piece of Film Tape

 

Noob: “Hmm… Speaking of announcements… Squidward had an announcement earlier… but he didn’t even show up for it… I thought that was pretty weird…”)

 

*

 

Squidward: “GREETINGS! THIS IS SQUIDWARD FROM THE RADIO TOWER!

 

Squidward: “MEET OUTSIDE THE RADIO TOWER FOR A MEETING!

 

*

 

Noob: (“Hmmm…”)

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Squidward’s Announcement

 

Noob: “Thanks for that info, Grandpa Gandhi! I’ll get to checking the captives now to figure out if they saw anything!”

 

 

Gandhi: “Yes… But first, I should give a summary of the map movements.”

 

Noob: “Okay… Go ahead…”

 

Gandhi: “Well, as expected… Everyone stuck to their groups, other than Steve’s group, where you and Steve were often split up…”

 

Noob shuddered and covered himself in his cloak.

 

Noob: (“I… Probably… Shouldn’t tell him why I left the group…”)

 

Gandhi: “Additionally, there was a duration in time in which Basil and Trainer Red were separate, most likely including when the murder took place.”

 

Noob: “..!”

 

Noob: “Does that mean either Basil or Trainer Red were the murderer?!”

 

Gandhi: “No, please remember that somebody could’ve dropped their phone to make it look as if they were still with their partner. Their partner may have also been their accomplice…”

 

Noob: (“Accomplices again..?”)

 

Gandhi: “I also noticed that Squidward’s phone was disconnected at some point while he was in the arcade. I assume it was the time of murder, just under an hour ago…”

 

Noob: “Ah! That seems pretty big! Was anyone with him when it happened..?”

 

Gandhi: “Other than Sans, no… But unless Sans is lying about being knocked out, it can’t be him…”

 

Noob: “Thanks… I’ll keep that in mind…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Gandhi’s Map Account

 

Noob: (“Hmm… Gandhi’s account only makes things more confusing… If everyone was in groups, then how was it possible for Squidward to be murdered..?”)

 

Noob: “Okay… I guess I’ll check on the captives now..!”

 

Gandhi: “I wish you good luck.”

 

Gandhi waved goodbye to Noob as he left for the radio tower.

Notes:

Thanks for reading everyone! Now that we've hit 200 kudos, get ready for Q&A #2!

Feel free to ask any questions to either the characters or the author, and make sure to vote on a few things in the polls below, which will be included in the Q&A next chapter!

Favourite Character Poll: https://strawpoll.com/YVyPmWJ67nN
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Best Written Character Poll: https://strawpoll.com/eNg69PXXRnA
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Killer Poll: https://strawpoll.com/e7ZJGE44By3
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See you next time for the Q&A!! Enjoy!

Chapter 41: ANOTHER SPECIL Q&A!

Notes:

Another Q&A chapter up ahead! Enjoy having some questions answered, and some votes analysed.

 

Welcome everyone to another special Q&A! Sit back and relax as the characters answer some questions, while sipping your detective coffee for the future trial coming up!

 

 

Similarly to last Q&A, I'm gonna start by giving a shoutout to some fanart, this time by PrimeSpazer! 

This art is amazing, and ten times better than anything I could come up with! I'm really impressed, and happy to see that people are putting huge effort into making something in honour of my silly story of meme characters in a Danganronpa killing game.

 

Now it's time to find out the poll results!

 

-Who is your Favourite Character?

-2 Votes - Leafy

-1 Vote - Steve, Sans, Squidward, Homer, Spamton, Noob

-0 Votes - Light, Basil, Trainer Red, Gandhi, Waluigi, Gundham, Red, Shrek, Kirby

 

Sadly the number of votes went down a little, which is understandable, I did kinda take a four month break, so it makes a lot of sense that a lot of people would lose interest in the series. Oh well, at least you guys are still here to vote! (I'm honestly impressed at the amount who are still here lol) :D

 

Leafy has moved from tied second, to the favourite character, whilst some of the former favourites in Red, Basil and Light all end up with no votes this time around. Amongst living characters, Gandhi is tragically the only one not to get any votes yet for favourite. I suppose he is a more passive character, and has done a bit less, I do have some plans for him later, though!

 

 

-Who is your Least Favourite Character?

-4 Votes - Light

-3 Votes - Leafy

-0 Votes - Everyone Else

 

Leafy continues to be hated, but Light snatches the number one spot for most despised. I can't really blame you though; I write him and yet, sometimes I feel like punching him. What he did to Gundham's hamsters also probably brings you further into hating him as a character, but none of you voted him for worst-written, so I suppose you are at least appreciating him as an antagonist. The votes this time around were only on two characters, and Homer's gone from second most hated to beloved as he no longer has any dislikes. I guess that's what some good screentime can do to you! (He really hadn't got time to shine in chapters 1-2.)

 

 

-Who is the Best Written Character?

-2 Votes - Steve

-1 Vote - Squidward, Gundham, Noob

Honestly, I'm pretty surprised Steve ended up winning here; I honestly really was worried about him being poorly written compared to some protagonists, but I guess you guys think he's well-written. He's character development will only progress, so you can look forward to that!

 

On the other other hand, Noob, Gundham and Squidward all got a vote. I suppose these are fairly major characters with completed arcs, (bar Noob of course.) so that means you've witnessed them to their brightest and fullest. I hope you enjoy Noob's development in the future; he's a character I quite like writing (and torturing, if everything you've seen so far is what you wanna go by).

 

 

-Who is the Worst Written Character

-1 Vote - Trainer Red, Waluigi, Shrek, Kirby

 

I think Shrek and Kirby got votes for a pretty clear reason; my chapter 1 writing was considerably worse and Kirby literally can't talk, while Shrek wasn't all that interesting nor that accurate to his speech patterns in his movies. 

Waluigi and Trainer Red don't surprise me too much either, they're background characters right now that haven't played much of a role yet, and if I was to vote based on the living characters, I'd probably pick Trainer Red. They'll have their own part in the story later, but I'm not gonna spoil that. You'll have to wait for yourself. :) 

 

-Who is the Killer?

-2 Votes - Trainer Red, Homer

-1 Vote - Basil

Hmm... I wonder if any of you are right... It's still early days, I suppose, and there's more investigation to go! Sadly, I can't comment much on this one, since, you know, I don't wanna spoil anything.

-Who is the Mastermind?

-2 Votes - Homer

-1 Vote - Noob, Kirby, Gandhi, Trainer Red

There's some interesting thoughts here. By the way, all of you voted for characters here with warm colour schemes! Do you have a soft spot for the cool kids or something?! Nonetheless, I guess we'll find out in the distant future if any of you are right! Stay tuned! :)

 

And now finally, the part of the Q&A with the actual Q's and A's... The Q&A! 

 

Let's get asking!

 

 

-To Waluigi, Villager, Professor Oak, Red (Among Us), Yellow, Sans, Papyrus, Basil, Kel, Noob, Monokuma, Monomi, and Blobby: “If you had the opportunity to join Super Smash Bros as a fighter, would you do so? (For the sake of this question just assume everyone I asked this question to actually knows what Smash Bros is)”

 

 

Waluigi: “Grrr… Don’t rub salt in the wound…”

 

Waluigi: “But yes! A million times yes! Ya’d have ta’ be crazy to deny somethin’ like that!”

 

Waluigi: “I can just imagine my final smash bein’ somethin like a laser beam where I unleash my WALUIGI BLAST!”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha! It’d be a blast for sure… But I guess it’s just a dream…”

 

 

Villager: “Hmph… I’m not going to involve myself in petty games like that.”

 

Villager: “I have a mission to carry out; it takes priority over all else.”

 

 

Oak: “Hmm… Fighting isn’t my forté… I wonder if I received an invitation…”

 

Oak: “Would it be better to give it to one of my Pokémon instead? Alberto the Machamp would make quite the competent fighter indeed…”

 

 

Red: “Uhh… I kinda get the feelin’ they wouldn’t accept my type, ehehehe…”

 

Red: “‘Guess if I were to somehow get the invitation, I wouldn’t say no… But like… I’d feel pretty weird with everyone else… Don’t think they’d wanna murderer like me, ehehehe…”

 

 

Yellow: “Omg, totes’ fr fr! Oh, and I’d invite all my crew along! Red too!”

 

Yellow: “Course’ I’d be the main star ⭐, but like, the rest of them could be other “costumes” or however that’s meanta’ work!”

 

 

Sans: “huh, it’d be pretty cool to be invited, but uh…”

 

Sans: “i dunno if i’d be bothered…”

 

Sans: “i think if i got invited i’d probably jus’ get some guy to dress up as me an’ i’d call it a day.”

 

Sans winked cunningly at the fourth wall.

 

 

PAPYRUS: “NYEHEHEHE! IF I WERE INVITED TO THAT TOURNAMENT, IT’D BE LIKE A DREAM COME TRUE! JUST LIKE JOINING THE ROYAL GUARD!”

 

PAPYRUS: “I KEEP THINKIN’ ABOUT WHAT KINDA MOVES I’D HAVE IF I WAS A CHAMPION FIGHTER…”

 

PAPYRUS: “PERHAPS I DEFEAT MY OPPONENTS WITH THE TASTE OF MY GLORIOUS SPAGHETTI, AND IF THINGS GET REALLY TOUGH, I COULD USE MY SPECIAL ATTACK!”

 

Papyrus winced

 

PAPYRUS: “WELL, PROVIDED A STUPID DOG DOESN’T COME ALONG AND ROB THE BONES I NEED TO PULL IT OFF…”

 

 

Basil: “U-Um… No thanks… I-I don’t want to hurt anyone…”

 

Basil: “A-And… I kinda worry about what my moves would even be…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil stood there, a little paralyzed.

 

Basil: “M-Maybe it’s best if I… Just don’t talk about this…”

 

 

Kel: “Uh… Hmmm… I mean, it does sound like something I could flex about over my brother, haha…”

 

Kel: “But, I dunno… It sounds pretty dangerous, and I’d be away from my friends for a while…”

 

Kel: “But, ya’ know… If you get a sweet invitation like that, it’s really hard to say no!”

 

Kel: “Ahahaha! Yeah, I think I’d fall for it! Who cares about greater judgement and that kinda thing anyways!”

 

 

Noob: “Hmm… Maybe… I’d… Think about it…”

 

Noob: “I mean, I think I could pull off some ninja attacks, but…”

 

Noob looked down a little sadly.

 

Noob: “Phew… Things are stressful enough already… I think if I escape from here, I’ll need to take a break…”

 

Noob watched the grey sky coldly

 

Noob: “Well… If… I escape…”

 

 

Monokuma: “Oh man, oh man, that’d be a joy!”

 

Monokuma: “I think I’d have a special Kuma flavoured twist though!”

 

Monokuma: “Instead of knocking my opponent, I’d kill them! How cool would that be?!”

 

Monokuma: “AHAHAHAHA! God, I’ve gotta host a killing tournament at some point. Doesn’t have quite the same level of intrigue, but eh…”

 

 

Monomi: “Oh, that sounds like a bad idea! Fighting is a big no-no!”

 

Monomi: “Though, maybe if I joined, I could convince everyone to stop fighting and be friends!”

 

Monomi: “That’d be sweet as itty bitty princess milk!”

 

 

Blobby: “...”

 

Blobby: “Ditto!”

 

Blobby is trying to communicate with you that he’s been in Smash Bros this whole time.

 

He’s been all of the alt-costumes.

 

Well, apart from the ones that have to talk.

 

Remember to appreciate stunt-doubles too, kids.

 

 

-To Yellow: “Why exactly did you want to save Red? Was he a good captain? Was he a good friend?”

 

Yellow: “Well I for one think this is pretty obvious! Red is such a bro!”

 

Yellow: “Yeah, he can be a lil’ bit deadpan at times and stuff but like, he is such a queen!”

 

Yellow: “He can be awkward and rough around the edges, but fr he is such a nice guy, and he rly cares about the crew. I don’t get why you wouldn’t wanna save him!”

 

 

-To Sans and Papyrus: “How was Frisk? Did they treat you 2 well?”

 

PAPYRUS: “OH… I HAVEN’T HEARD ANYONE CALLED “FRISK”... MAYBE I SHOULD KEEP THAT NAME IN MIND IN FUTURE, IT’S PRETTY MEAN TO GO AROUND WITHOUT REMEMBERING A HUMAN’S NAME…”

 

PAPYRUS: “HMMM… I WONDER IF YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT THE HUMAN, IN WHICH CASE, YES! THEY WERE VERY MERCIFUL!”

 

PAPYRUS: “AS WAS I! I WAS QUITE THE VALIANT KNIGHT, AND WE BOTH FOUGHT BRAVELY, THOUGH AT SOME POINT YOU HAVE TO LET THE HUMAN THROUGH AFTER THEY GET SENT TO THE GARAGE ENOUGH TIMES!”

 

PAPYRUS: “IT’S CHIVALRY! C-H-I-V-A-L-R-Y!”

 

PAPYRUS: “THOUGH HONESTLY… I DO KIND OF WONDER WHERE THE HUMAN ENDED UP… I DON’T REALLY SEE THEM AROUND NOWADAYS…”

 

PAPYRUS: “I HOPE THEY AND ASGORE ARE HAVING A NICE HOLIDAYS, THOUGH I REALLY WISH I HEARD BACK FROM THEM MORE…”

 

 

Sans: “uhhh… i don’t know any frisks, but i have the feelin’ you’re talkin’ about the human that fell down…”

 

Sans: “i dunno… they seemed pretty nice, always tryin’ not to fight when possible…”

 

Sans: “i dunno though…”

 

Sans: “Can I forgive them for what happened to some of the monsters…?”

 

Sans: “guess it’s over with now… asgore got the better of em’...”

 

Sans: “maybe i’m… a bad person or somethin’ for not helping them, and maybe i shoulda’ stopped them from fighting him before it’s too late…”

 

Sans: “this is gonna make me sound like a really crappy person, but… maybe i’m just too lazy…”

 

Sans’ smile started to look a little more like a grimace, and he sighed as he looked down on the ground.

 

Sans: “You know… maybe i thought it’d be for the better, and free us from the underground… But ultimately, the souls disappeared, along with Asgore, and we never figured out what happened to them…”

 

Sans: “Ugh… Guess that’s karma… Gets us all in the end…”

 

 

To Author: “Let's say hypothetically you decided to let Shrek, Kirby, Spamton, and Gundham live until Chapter 3, who would their equivalents in the rescue team be?”

 

Hmm… Good question!

 

Well, Shrek would probably Donkey, he could make for some pretty fun dialogue, though his speech is pretty hard to nail down, so I might’ve ended up going for Fiona or even Puss in Boots.

 

Kirby is much easier! I think the obvious choice would be Dedede! His big personality would be pretty fun to have, and I think he’d be a nice character to have around. On the other hand, though, Meta Knight’s edginess and much more rational side could’ve provided good contrast to the generally insane and completely wild rescue team.

 

Spamton actually might be the reason I didn’t want to have a rescue team member for dead members. Spamton might be the person who’s least likely to have anyone who wanted to save him, and it doesn’t help that Deltarune lore isn’t exactly fulfilled, so there’s no way I’m going with an ambiguous character like Gaster. If I had to, maybe Queen or just some random Addison, characters like Ralsei and Kris are too ambiguous, and let’s be real, probably wouldn’t save Spamton for the life of them.

 

Finally, for Gundham, I think Nagito would be funniest, and his Ultimate obsession gives him a pretty valid reason to want to save Gundham. Having Nagito around could spice up the rescue gang considerably!

 

 

To Monomi: “I love you, you’re amazing, you’re the best.”

 

Monomi: “Awww! Thank you for the compliments! I’m not used to getting such love! It really is the best!”

 

“Anyways, 1. How exactly did you survive what happened in Danganronpa 2: Goodbye Despair?”

 

Monomi: “Oh gosh! I’m not quite sure… Hmmm… I’ll tell you when I figure that out, but I’d say it had something to do with the power of love!

 

Monomi: “Love love! It’s such a powerful force! It could even take down meanies like Mr. Kuma!”

 

“2. The students on Jabberwock Island weren’t exactly nice to you. You ok? I kinda felt bad for you in that game. What exactly do you think of those students?”

 

Monomi: “Hmmm… Maybe they weren’t so nice sometimes, but they really meant their best!”

 

Monomi: “Honestly, I think they were just a little suspicious of me, even though I had nothing to do with Monokuma, puhuhuhu…”

 

 

To Red: “What's the funniest meme?”

 

Red: “I think u forgot that the point of memes is actually NOT to be funny”

 

Red: “In which case the unfunniest meme is obviously skibidi toilet”

 

Red: “Skibidi bop bop bop yes yes”

 

Red: “Skibidi shut the hell up before i flush you into a whirlwind of ur own crap”

 

 

To Sans: “What do you call a skeleton who is boomed to die again? Boned!”

 

Sans: “ehh… good one buddy… but uh…”

 

Sans chewed on the end of his jacket and crouched down as if to emphasise his small posture.

 

Sans: “you’ve still got a ways to go…”

 

Sans: “maybe it’ll take a couple more puns before ya’ reach my level. not that my level is particularly high, maybe a couple more skeleton puns and i won’t be bonely anymore, heheh…”

 

 

To Gandhi: “What is love?”

 

Gandhi: “Love… It is a powerful encompassing term… But in my eyes… Truth is God, and hence, love is what stems from truth…”

 

Gandhi: “As I result, love is to speak the truth, whether it be cold, despairing, or even enlightening.”

 

Gandhi: “Resorting ourselves to a fiction is by no means a healthy way in which to deal with our problems…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmph… What is this? Can I hear someone, perhaps Sans, echoing: “baby don’t hurt me, no more.”?”

 

Gandhi: “What could be the source of Sans’ pain… It is clear that I must stop it.”

 

 

To Waluigi: “Who is numba one?”

 

Waluigi: “Well, as much as I’d like ta’ say: “WALUIGI NUMBAH’ ONE!!”, it’s probably Wario…”

 

Waluigi: “Heh, of course, I’m a close second, burt Wario’s really got it all… Maybe I need to eat a couple more onions before I get ta’ his level!”

 

Waluigi: “Hmm… Maybe if I had to pick… Noob, Sans and Basil could take numbah’ three, though! I’m not pickin’ favourites, so they’ll all stick ta’ numbah’ three!”

 

 

To Kel: “how are you hanging in there? Don't leave us hanging!”

 

Kel: “Oh, I’m hangin’ just fine! Though… Things have been pretty tough lately in the cage…”

 

Kel: “I’m pretty sure we’ll find a way to break through this killing game though, at least I hope so…”

 

Kel: “It’s pretty bad what’s happened to Soichiro though… He definitely didn’t deserve that…”

 

 

To Noob: “do you want to join the basil protection squad?”

 

Noob: “Of course, yeah! B-But, I’m not really sure what that involves…”

 

Noob: “I dunno how good I’d really be at protecting Basil… B-But, if anyone tries to accuse him in the trial, I’ll be sure to defend him!”

 

Noob: “T-That’s what believing in your friends is about, I’d feel pretty awful if I accused him.”

 

 

To Basil: “are you ok mentally?”

 

Basil: “Hmm… I…”

 

Basil: “E-Everything’s okay… I-I d-don’t know why you’d even ask something like that…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

 

To Sans: “how scary are gnomes 1-10?”

 

Sans: “uhhh… you got an eleven…?”

 

Sans: “cuz uh… gnomes… are… definitely an eleven…”

 

Sans: “thank god nobody else here is a gnome…”

 

 

To Author: “who's death was the hardest to write, either physically or emotionally?”

 

Hmm… Hard question… Maybe this isn’t the answer you were expecting, but probably actually Squidward’s, of everyone so far.

 

The problem with Squidward, is that given the other characters weren’t that well known by the others (except Gundham by Noob), yet Squidward’s pretty known and liked by quite a few characters.

 

This made it hard, because obviously this story has a somewhat comedic tone, but also, I don’t wanna completely ignore the fact that the characters are hurt by the deaths of others, so I need to strike the balance of grief, while not turning the story grimdark.

 

 

To Red: “How many times Homer tried to eat you?”

 

Red: “Quite a lot actuall trust me its not fun being digested by a fat yellow worm…”

 

Red: “If I had to count, it’s been like six times at this point and thats despite the fact that i always try to stay away from him”

 

Red: “Sometimes homers stupidity even surprises me and im not the type to make good decisions myself”

 

 

To Villager: “How does it feel now that Herobrine is not dead?”

 

Villager: “Hmph… To be honest, at some point it feels null. The damage he has done to me and my village is unsurmountable.”

 

Villager: “Nonetheless, it is my duty to bring him down. He deserves no fate other than to be brought down to hell.”

 

 

To Homer: “What do you think Donut boy taste like?”

 

Homer: “Hmmm…. Donuts….”

 

Homer: “Doooonuts…”

 

Homer: “Man… I’m missing some real, deep-fried, artificial American donuts. I bet he tastes just like that…”

 

Notes:

Thanks for reading, see you guys again as I continue the investigation!

Chapter 42: Chapter 3 [Q] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

Back to the main story we go! Enjoy some more investigating shenanigans from Noob's POV

~CHAPTER 42~

 

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

Rescue Gang:

Villager (Minecraft)

Stalin (Real Life)

Mr Krabs (SpongebobSquarepants)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Yellow (Among Us)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Wario (Super Mario)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

Bart Simpson (The Simpsons)

 

 

 

Noob walked up to the towering steps of the radio tower. Each step weakened him more and more, and by the time he’d reached the top of the tower he was clutching his chest in pain.

 

Noob: “O-Ow…”

 

Kel: “Hey..! You’re the yellow guy, right?! How’s it going?”

 

Yellow: “Just fine! Oh, wait, you weren’t talking to me…?”

 

Mr Krabs: “Ye’ aren’t the murderer, are ye’?”

 

Mr Krabs: “Cuz if ye’ were the one who killed me’ employee, then I owe you a million!”

 

Mr Krabs: “Of course… I wouldn’t actually give you a million! Argargargargarargh! Money’s far too precious for me!”

 

Firey: “Why are you happy that your employee is DEAD?!”

 

Mr Krabs: “Well, now we’re free, aren’t we?! Argargargargargh!”

 

Mr Krabs: “Besides, he wasn’t a very good employee, anyway!”

 

Villager: “How could you be so insensitive…?”

 

Noob: (“Yeah… He really shouldn’t be happy about Squidward’s death, even if he’s freed…”)

 

Noob: (“He probably isn’t a very good boss… I mean, if my best friend died, I wouldn’t be able to cope…”)

 

Noob stared sadly into Guests’ empty cage.

 

Noob: (“M-My… Best friend…”)

 

Noob wiped his eyes before they started to swell up with tears.

 

Noob: “G-Guys..?”

 

Bart: “Yeah..? What is it?!”

 

Noob: “Well… We have to do an investigation and stuff… If we mess it up, then everyone dies…”

 

Bart: “Holy cow… Uh, make sure my dad gets outta there! He might strangle me sometimes, but he’s a good dad… Kinda..?”

 

Wario: “Uhhh… When ya’ put it like that… Yer’ probably better off adopted!”

 

Bart: “Yeah, but like… Adopted kids are losers. I don’t wanna be a loser…”

 

PAPYRUS: “SO… WHAT IS IT THAT THE HUMAN WANTS? I JUST KNOW THAT I CAN GIVE A HELPING HAND!”

 

Noob: “I just wanted to know if you guys saw anything in here… We were thinking that Squidward might’ve met the killer here a few hours before he…”

 

Noob: “Died…”

 

PAPYRUS: “HMM… THAT IS STRANGE… I DON’T REMEMBER SEEING ANY HUMAN NOR MONSTER HANGING OUT AROUND HERE AFTER SQUIDWARD ARRIVED, APART FROM GANDHI AND RED, OF COURSE…”

 

Wario: “Yeah… And ya’ know what else is strange?!”

 

Noob: “Yeah..?”

 

Wario: “We didn’t even see a killer goin’ back down the tower… An’ I don’t think there’s a secret passage in the recordin’ room or anythin’…”

 

Noob: “That’s really weird… So the killer musta’ found some way to get down without using the stairs, if they were even here in the first place…”

 

Oak: “Aha! I see! They must’ve jumped off and rescued themselves using a flying Pokémon!”

 

Firey: “I dunno… Wouldn’t that be kinda scary?”

 

Yellow: “It’d be fine if you weren’t afraid of heights… But I think the idea of a Pokeyman being used is silly… 🤦♀️”

 

Villager: “Hmph… It is strange… Though the most likely possibility is that there was no killer here in the first place.”

 

Noob: (“This case just gets stranger and stranger… I have to keep myself cool…”)

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Captives’ Account

 

Noob: “U-Um so… There’s no way anyone else could’ve been here right?”

 

Villager: “Well… Unless there’s a secret escape in the bathroom, but that’s highly unlikely…”

 

Bart: “Oh, so you’re sayin’ the killer coulda’ gone through the sewers? Sounds sick!”

 

Villager: “Well… I’m uncertain… You may want to check the bathroom and the recording room.”

 

Noob: “Alright… I’ll take a look. Thanks for your help!”

 

Noob gave them a cheery smile, though it came off as a bit dim as he looked into the now empty cage that once had Guest inside…

 

Noob: (“Ugh… Why can’t I stay positive?!”)

 

Noob went to the recording room to see if there was anything around.

 

Noob: (“Hmm… So this is where Squidward must’ve made his announcements…”)

 

Noob inspected at the recording machine carefully.

 

Noob: (“Hm… No secret entrances or anything… It looks pretty normal…”)

 

Noob looked down at the film tape.

 

Noob: (“Yeah, Gandhi’s right. A bit of it is missing… I mean, it was probably cut off so that Squidward could play announcements… But what did they do with it after that..?”)

 

Noob glanced over to the bathroom just next to the recording machine.

 

Noob: (“Alright… I don’t really wanna take a look in here, but it’s worth a try…”)

 

Noob took a look inside and found a surprisingly normal bathroom.

 

Noob: (“Hmm… This is pretty normal… I don’t see anything off about this place…”)

 

Noob gave the toilet a further inspection and found some strange purple semifluid inside. He poked at it, causing it to slide down the toilet, when it suddenly disappeared.

 

Noob: (“Wha-What?! Where did that weird purple goop go?!”)

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Disappearing Purple Goop

 

Noob: (“Okay, yeah… That was pretty strange… I should probably tell Steve about this!”)

 

Noob left the bathroom and inspected the balcony.

 

Noob: (“Yikes… That’s a pretty big fall… I don’t think even a “Flying Pokémon'' or whatever the professory guy called it could save you there…”)

 

Noob: (“If I were to fall down there… I’d be gone… Forever…”)

 

Noob turned around to see if others were around, when suddenly he was jumpscared by something.

 

Noob: “MR KRABS?!”

 

Noob gasped as he saw the crab in a slightly weird looking position and jumped backwards, nearly falling off the balcony.

 

Noob: “Hahah… Y-You nearly scared me for a second… Don’t interrupt my thoughts, old krabby…”

 

“Mr Krabs”: “...”

 

Noob: “U-Um…”

 

Noob: “Oh, wait… This is just a cutout, isn’t it..? Hahaha…”

 

Noob: (“Wait… Wasn’t there a “body pillow” of Mr Krabs or something..? Maybe this was cut out from that…”)

 

Noob: (“Though the capsule that had it fell down into the cave, so I dunno how someone would find it…”)

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Mr Krabs Cutout

 

Noob: (“Okay… I think I’ve spent enough time… Staring down the balcony… I should probably go look somewhere else!”)

 

Noob: (“Hmm… Maybe Waluigi has taken care of Sans now… They’re probably in the pharmacy…”)

 

Noob went off to the pharmacy and met Sans and Waluigi. Sans still looked a bit queasy and was sitting down next to a wall, while Waluigi had his legs hanging out of a nearby chair.

 

Noob: “Hi… Guys…”

 

Waluigi: “Oh, heya’ Noober!”

 

Noob: (“Noober..?”)

 

Sans: “hi… how’s it goin’...”

 

Noob: “Yeah, it’s going okay, I guess… Are you doing alright, Sans..?”

 

Sans: “huh… yeah, guess so…”

 

Sans looked away as he said that and just stared down at the floor.

 

Sans: “squidward… he’s dead…”

 

Noob: “I-I’m really sorry…”

 

Sans: “huh… it’s not your fault… if anything, it’s mine…”

 

Waluigi: “Heh… Don’t worry yer’ blocky and bony heads over it! Everyone feels like stuff is their fault, when it isn’t really!”

 

Waluigi: “When I robbed a bank, I felt like it was all my fault, but look at where I am now! Wahahaha!”

 

Noob: “E-Em…”

 

Sans: “i dunno… robbing a bank… sounds like it actually was your fault…”

 

Waluigi: “Gah! You’re probably right… What am I sayin’... I’m no hero…”

 

Sans: “hey, noob… ya’ wanna ice cream? waluigi an’ i were makin’ some earlier…”

 

Sans: “uh… well, it was mostly waluigi, cuz i got a lil’ bit injured…”

 

Sans: “oh, and also cuz i’m sans…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah! I thought ice cream would heal up his wounds!”

 

Sans: “heh… it didn’t fix me up, but at least it was tasty…”

 

Noob: “I don’t mind either way, ice cream is cool!”

 

Sans: “literally, heheh…”

 

Waluigi: “Righty, then here ya’ go!”

 

Waluigi offered Noob a mostly melted blob of pistachio flavour ice cream.

 

Noob: “U-Um… Looks good!”

 

Waluigi: “Thanks! I-a made it myself! I’m tryina’ be a master chef so I can become a real hero!”

 

Waluigi: “You guys are gonna be amazed by the all new Waluigi ice cream stand! Wahahaha!”

 

Sans: “heheh… just like my brother, aren’t ya’...?”

 

Noob: (“I mean… I probably wouldn’t want to buy an ice cream like this… But knowing that it was made by Waluigi to make me feel happier… Makes it taste a lot nicer…”)

 

Waluigi: “So… Whatcha think..? Best ice cream in the world?”

 

Noob: “U-Um…! It’s good, yeah!”

 

Waluigi: “Hahaha… Now that’s what I wanna hear!”

 

Sans: “yeah, i’m not huge on the cream, but the ice is good… makes me think of my hometown…”

 

Noob: “Oh… Are you from a cold place..?”

 

Sans: “yeah… it’s nice, but i guess it gets lonely sometimes…”

 

Sans gave the best frown his bones could let him and looked out the window.

 

Sans: “i think if squidward was still around… i woulda’ loved to show him it… he’d prolly think it’s stupid, but that’d be part of the fun, heheh…”

 

Sans: “heh…”

 

Sans sighed and looked back at Waluigi and Noob.

 

Sans: “i feel like…”

 

Sans: “It’s gonna be hard to forgive whoever did this…”

 

Waluigi: “Hey… Sans… Try not ta’ worry ‘bout it… It’s all good, yeah?”

 

Noob: “Yeah… It’s all good… You just have to believe in yourself… J-Just a little harder!”

 

Sans: “believe in myself…? That’s not somethin’ someone like me can do…”

 

Waluigi: “Heh! It’s easy peasy! Ya’ just gotta try!”

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah… I think so too..!”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “why don’t we just start talkin’ ‘bout the trial… i don’t want everyone else thinkin’ we’re lazy an’ stuff…”

 

Noob: “Yeah… I guess… Where were you when…. Squidward died…?”

 

Sans: “aww… dangit… i dunno…”

 

Sans: “someone hit me over the head with somethin’… an’ i guess i wasn’t thinkin’ hard enough to dodge it…

 

Sans: “not gonna lie, i ain’t the strongest…”

 

Noob: “Huh..? That’s pretty weird… I thought you were locked in there with just Squidward or something…”

 

Sans: “yeah… guess so… dunno how someone broke in without me or squiddy noticin’...”

 

Waluigi: “Yeesh… That means they couldn’ta broke a window or somethin… That’s how most robbers do it!”

 

Sans: “huh…? talkin’ from experience…?”

 

Waluigi: “H-Hey, shut it…”

 

Sans: “yeah, sorry, shouldn’t be pushin’ ya’ too far, waluigi… i’ll forgive ya’ for whatever ya’ did…”

 

Sans: “mostly cuz those ice creams tasted great, but also cuz i trust ya an’ stuff…”

 

Noob: “So… How do you think the killer broke in..?”

 

Sans: “i dunno… the whole thing was pretty weird… guess i should go back from the beginnin’, huh..?

 

Waluigi: “Yeah, I guess so…”

 

Sans: “alright… so, uh… first of all… squidward thought he saw somethin’ at the top of the radio tower, and he wanted to check it out…”

 

Sans: “i wasn’t really bothered an’ stuff, so i just waited near the bottom… while he was up there, squidward musta’ called a meeting… cuz i heard the announcement play…”

 

Sans: “but, uh… after he came back down… he seemed kinda irritated an’ stuff… he gave me a note to go lock ourselves up in the arcade… so we went in there… and he locked us up…”

 

Sans: “while we were there… he barely talked or anythin’... i couldn’t get a word out of him, he just looked really annoyed…”

 

Waluigi: “That’s pretty weird… Maybe he wanted to call a meeting, but he met the killer up in the tower or somethin’...”

 

Noob: “Hmm… Maybe, but…”

 

Noob: “Apparently nobody had really gone up the tower other than Squidward… None of the captives saw anyone going up or down the tower… So I dunno if he even met anyone there…”

 

Waluigi: “Wah?! Well I dunno… Why do you think he was actin’ strange, Sans..?”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “i dunno… maybe the killing game got to him or somethin’... it gets pretty hard to put up with it for so long…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Sans’ Alibi

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Sans’ Injury

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Squidward’s Behaviour

 

Sans let out a stuffy, exasperated sigh.

 

Sans: “i just wish i coulda done somethin’... i didn’t want him to die…”

 

Noob: “I-It’s okay… It really isn’t your fault! I swear!”

 

Noob offered Sans a hug, but then realised that probably wouldn’t be a good idea and held himself back.

 

Sans: “you alright, noob..?”

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah! I’m d-doing fine!”

 

Sans: “right, my bad… if anything’s up… just let me know…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah, Imma’ always here to support ya’ too!”

 

Waluigi: “You could always be our numba’ three!”

 

Noob: “N-Number three…?”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah! I mean, Wario’s numba’ two, and Waluigi’s number one, obviously… But, you’d make a pretty good third place!”

 

Noob: “T-Thanks..?”

 

Waluigi: “Wahaha! Now good luck on yer’ investigation! Go beat that crazy killer!”

 

Noob: “Thanks… I’m guess I’m gonna have to check out the caverns now…”

 

Sans: “ugh… that’s where squidward died, right…?”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah… I dunno if you should do that… I dunno if you should be lookin’ at dead bodies and stuff…”

 

Noob: “N-No… Don’t worry… I-It’s fine… I swear..!”

 

Sans: “well, let us join ya’ at least…”

 

Noob: “U-Um… Okay…”

 

Waluigi: “Yahoo! Waluigi joins the party!”

 

Sans: “sans also joins the party… he can dazzle his enemies with his stunning looks… and jokes…”

 

 

Noob: “Alright..! Let’s get going!”

 

Waluigi led the way, as the others slowly lagged behind Waluigi’s long legs and pointy shoes. Eventually, they arrived at the caverns.

 

Waluigi: “Hehehehe… This place is pretty dark… We could tell some horror stories!”

 

Noob: “Yeah…! Sans is pretty good at them, too…!”

 

Sans: “heh, not really… mine were just rick astley jokes… they weren’t half as good as gundh-

 

Sans looked a bit sad when he said his name, which caused Noob to tense up a bit.

 

Sans: “ugh… sorry…”

 

Sans: “man, i miss that guy…”

 

Noob: “M-Me too…”

 

Noob tugged on his ninja t-shirt and scarf tightly.

 

Noob: (“Gundham Tanaka… I’ll never forget him…”)

 

Sans: “i dunno what’s gotten into me… bein’ all sad an’ stuff isn’t like me at all…”

 

Sans: “er… at the very least, i can usually keep it in my head.”

 

Waluigi: “Hey, don’t worry ‘bout bein’ emotional, Sans! I do it all the time, and as you can see, I’m perfectly reasonable and mentally balanced!”

 

Waluigi gave a deranged laugh straight after that detracted any validity in that statement, before stopping for dead silence as they approached the ocean of blood.

 

Waluigi: “Oh, Looks like we’re here.”

 

Sans: “huh… oh…”

 

Sans looked down at the puddle of dark blue blood.

 

Sans: “d-dang it… i’m startin’ to feel dizzy again…”

 

Noob: “Sans, it’s okay! If you fall, we’ll help you!”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah, I’ve got flexible arms!”

 

Waluigi gave a flex, which showed off nothing but how completely barren the muscles on his arms were.

 

Sans: “uh… i dunno, waluigi… your arms look even bonier than mine… and that’s sayin’ somethin’...”

 

Waluigi: “G-Gah…! Anyway, we should be focusin’ on the investigation!”

 

Sans: “r-right…”

 

Sans looked into the puddle with emptily, his eyes like a cave without light.

 

Sans: “...”

 

Noob: “He… He really didn’t deserve to die…”

 

Noob could feel tears forming in his eyes, but he pulled them back. He had to investigate, whether he wanted to or not.

 

Waluigi: “Ugh, so… What do ya’ think killed him..?”

 

Sans: “i dunno… it looks like he was crushed or somethin’… musta’ been huge, cuz…”

 

Sans: “All that’s left of my friend is a puddle of blood”

 

Sans held onto his head and looked away.

 

Noob: “I’m sorry Sans…”

 

Sans: “this has got nothing to do with you, don’t worry, kiddo…”

 

Waluigi: “It’s weird though… Do ya’ think a crystal or boulder fell on him, or somethin..?”

 

Noob: “W-Would that make the cause of death natural..?”

 

Sans: “hmmm… i guess it would, but… i have a feeling someone did this on purpose…”

 

Noob: “I mean… Yeah… With the motive and everything…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Unknown Cause of Death

 

Waluigi: “Wah-wait! Why the heck is Squidward’s blood blue..?”

 

Sans: “well… i saw him bleed before an’ stuff, and it was blue, so i think it’s just a squid thing…”

 

Sans: “anyway… it looks the same as when i saw him bleed before… so i’m pretty sure there’s nothin’ off about his blood…”

 

Waluigi: “O-Okay then…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - State of Squidward’s Blood

 

Sans: “guess we should get checkin’ the rest of the mine… i don’t really wanna be here too long, but we’ve gotta investigate…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah, guess we should…”

 

Noob: “Right then… Let’s keep exploring the dungeon…”

 

Sans: “the dungeon..?”

 

Noob: “I guess so… I-I just felt like it’s what Gundham would’ve called it… He had a cool way of speaking…”

 

Noob: “He liked to call basically anywhere that was underground a dungeon, haha.”

 

Sans: “heh, guess i’m a bit of a dungeon dweller then. guess we should get goin’.”

 

The party of three bravely ventured through the perilous dungeon. It was dark, largely because it was an underground mine, but more so because of Waluigi’s tall stature blocking the very short Sans and Noob.

 

After about ten seconds, the adventurers stopped at a point of interest. Some kind of hidden loot!

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha! Looks like we found a treasure!”

 

The heroes looked at their treasure and found… Two empty pistols, a toy katana, a broken laptop, two basketballs attached to a string, an empty coin gun, a slingshot and a pile of chairs.

 

Noob: “Um… I think these are the weapons and stuff that the rescue team left behind…”

 

Waluigi: “Bah? There’s notta’ single monocoin in this silly coin gun!”

 

Waluigi tried to shake the “gun” but nothing came out.

 

Waluigi: “Grrr?! Are my pockets just gonna stay empty after all this adventurin’ or what?!”

 

Sans: “we were literally explorin’ for like ten secs… i mean, that’s a new record for me, but still…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Empty Coin Gun

 

Noob: “S-So… Do you think the killer might’ve used any of these..?”

 

Sans: “i mean… it sounds kinda inconvenient… havin’ to walk all the way down to the caves and back, but maybe…”

 

Waluigi: “Hmm…? Maybe they used a minecart?!”

 

Sans: “i dunno… there’s a couple minecarts round here… but they all look pretty rusty, and they’re obviously on rails…”

 

Noob started inspecting the rescue teams’ weapons to look for clues on any of them.

 

Noob: “I don’t think the laptop was this… Shattered… When we first arrived…”

 

Sans: “yeah… you’ve got a point… i don’t think that computer could even run fortnite…”

 

Noob: “Fortnite..?”

 

Sans: “s’nothing… i don’t wanna kid like you learning what fortnite is anyway…”

 

Noob: “U-Um… Okay!”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Broken Laptop

 

Waluigi: “Hmm… Looks like there’s a few bits of metal on this katana…”

 

Sans: “katana? that sounds right up your alley, noob, with all your ninja interests and stuff.”

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah, I guess so…”

 

Noob picked up the katana and gave it a look. Sure enough there were flakes of metal on it.

 

Sans: “it’s pretty odd, right..?”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Metal Flakes on Katana

 

Waluigi: “Owch! Awawawawawa!”

 

Sans: “hey… you sound like you stepped on lego or somethin’...”

 

Waluigi: “Well, I dunno! There were these sharp crystal bits on that slingshot!”

 

Noob: “Huh..? I wonder what that’s about…”

 

Waluigi: “Hmm… I wonder too…”

 

Waluigi rubbed his chin pensively.

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha! I think I got it!”

 

Waluigi: “The killer musta’ given Squidward this slingshot as a trap, but actually put crystal filings on it!”

 

Sans: “what, to cause him mild discomfort..?”

 

Waluigi: “Right… That’s probably not it…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Slingshot

 

Waluigi: “Hmm… I’m lookin’ at the basketball maces… The strings look a little loose on one o’ these, not gonna lie…”

 

Noob: “They do? That’s weird…”

 

Sans: “hmm… guess the killer mighta’ needed one of ‘em…”

 

Waluigi: “It still seems like a bit offa’ chore to get all the way here an’ back just ta’ pick up one o’ these…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Loose String on Basketball Mace

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Basketball Mace

 

Noob: “Okay, is there anything else?”

 

Waluigi: “A-Actually… There’s somethin’ that should be here, but it isn’t!”

 

Sans: “huh? ya’ keeping count?”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah! That’s what a true winner does!”

 

Sans: “heh… guess i’ll stick to bein’ a loser then… sounds like it takes a whole lot less effort…”

 

Noob: “I think I know what Waluigi’s talking about though… There should be a smoke bomb here, but there isn’t!”

 

Sans: “i guess it’s time for your ninjas theories to shine again then. you were right about the smoke last time after all…”

 

Waluigi: “Hmmm… I dunno why the killer would needa’ smoke bomb, but with our class ninja on deck, I’m sure we’ll find out!”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Missing Smoke Bomb

 

Sans: “heh. it’s almost like we’re becoming an rpg team or somethin’...”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah! I’m the hero, Noob is the ninja, and Sans is…”

 

Sans: “the sexy skeleton.”

 

Waluigi: “I don’t think that’s an RPG trope, but okey dokey! Sans is the sexy skeleton!”

 

Noob and Waluigi looked at the sexy skeleton, who was now climbing up the pile of chairs.

 

Noob: “Whoa… Sans! What are you doing..?”

 

Sans: “there’s a crystal up here… it looks pretty weird…”

 

Sans: “do you guys mind breaking it? i think there’s something inside…”

 

Waluigi: “Oh, sure thing! Lemme show you my prowess!”

 

Waluigi picked up one of the basketball maces and heroically climbed up the chairs, only to fall back down due to him trying a bit too hard to look cool.

 

Waluigi: “Agh!! Stupid chairs!”

 

Noob: “D-Don’t worry… I can try…”

 

Noob took the other basketball mace and climbed up stealthily. He swung the mace into the crystal and smash! Blue blood started pouring out of the crystal.

 

Noob: “Aaargh! Did I hurt someone?!”

 

Waluigi: “I dunno… I think some freak just stored blood in that crystal!”

 

Sans: “ugh… why would you do that..?”

 

Noob: “I-It… It was probably the killer..?”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah, but it’s pretty weird… Why’d ya’ wanna hide SOME of Squidward’s blood, but keep the rest of it out in the open..?”

 

Noob held onto his chest in discomfort. He was unsure why anyone would want to hide something like blood, and in a crystal of all places.

 

Sans: “when you think about it… this is pretty strange, right?”

 

Waluigi: “How come?”

 

Sans: “well… what we saw earlier… that was the normal amount of blood in an average squidward’s body, ya’ know…?”

 

Waluigi: “Hmm… Yeah, it really did seem like a lot…”

 

Sans: “and now we’re seein’ even more blood…? isn’t that excess blood..? pretty strange, right..?”

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah…”

 

Noob: (“Hmm… Maybe this isn’t going to be as easy as I thought it might… Why is there more blood in total than Squidward should be able to have in his body?!”)

 

Waluigi: “Ya’ know what makes this weirder..?”

 

Noob: “Hmm?”

 

Waluigi: “Well, this is definitely Squidward’s blood… It even smells like copper an’ stuff…”

 

Waluigi: “Squidward was the only one with blue blood, so I have no clue how there’d be extra…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Blood in Crystal

 

Waluigi: “Hey, what the heck is this?!”

 

Waluigi put his hand down on some purple goop but he reacted with disgust and shoved it off his hand. As soon as it moved off his hand, however, it disappeared.

 

Waluigi: “Huh?! it disappeared?!”

 

Noob: “That’s really weird. It’s not even the first piece of disappearing goop I’ve seen today… There was some in the radio tower’s bathroom earlier...”

 

Waluigi: “Hmph… That sounds like some pretty strange stuff… Just what was the killer thinking?!”

 

Sans: “yeah… i’m wonderin’ about that too… a-and why…”

 

Sans: “Why they’d kill Squidward over someone like Light…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: (“The killer… J-Just why would they do this..?”)

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Disappearing Goop #2

 

Sans: “heheh… sorry for actin’ outta character again…”

 

Waluigi: “Alrighto! Where are we off to next?!”

 

Noob: “Hmm… I haven’t checked out the theme park yet, so maybe that’s a good idea?”

 

Waluigi: “Heh… Sounds fun! Though, maybe I’d be too tall for the rides…”

 

Sans: “yeah, and i’d be too small… i’m like a living kiddy meal or something…”

 

Noob: “A-Aren’t we meant to be investigating, guys..?”

 

Sans: “yeah, but the party’s gotta recover some hp, ya’ know? heheh…”

 

Waluigi: “And what better way to recover HP than to go on some rides! Wahahaha!”

 

Noob: “Haha… You guys are silly… But let’s go to the theme park anyway, maybe we’ll find a hint or two.”

 

Waluigi: “Well said, letsa go investigate! Mwahahahaha!”

 

Sans: “ya’ might wanna work on that laugh if ya’ wanna be a hero, waluigi…”

 

Waluigi: “W-Waht’s wrong about bein’ a hero that goes ‘mwahahahaha’, huh?!”

 

Noob: (“Well… I’m glad Waluigi and Sans’ spirits are lifted enough to be making silly jokes and going on theme park rides…”)

 

Noob: (“But it’s probably important to look for hints, first and foremost…”)

 

Waluigi: “Alrighto! Letsa get goin’!”

 

The party left the mines, er, dungeon, journeying towards the theme park to recover some HP.

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed! By the way, I forgot to ask about the traitor back in the Q&A. Does anyone have any theories for who the traitor might be? Post your theories below!

Btw, front-facing Waluigi is cursed. I'm sorry you had to see this.

Chapter 43: Chapter 3 [R] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

Hi everyone, today's gonna have a long chapter to finish off the investigation! I wanted to do a bit more art for this chapter, but I also didn't want to delay it as you guys have already been waiting for a while, so oh well. Anyways, hope you enjoy this chapter! :)

~CHAPTER 43~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

Rescue Gang:

Villager (Minecraft)

Stalin (Real Life)

Mr Krabs (SpongebobSquarepants)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Yellow (Among Us)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Wario (Super Mario)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

Bart Simpson (The Simpsons)

 

 

 

The amazing dungeon exploring party abandoned their bounty hunting and arrived at the theme park.

 

Along the way, the party met an NPC known as Trainer Red, bound to give them dialogue for expositional purposes.

 

Noob: “H-Hi… Trainer Red!”

 

Trainer Red: “Hello. I was just investigating the area.”

 

Sans: “hey, aren’t ya’ usually with basil..?”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah… You two are usually inseparable! You’re like Wario and farting!”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Sans: “hey, you okay…? you’ve got that black eye…”

 

Noob: “Hmm… Yeah, and I dunno, but you seem sad…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red brushed everything they were saying off.

 

Trainer Red: “Emotions are petty things in this killing game. We need to ignore them.”

 

Sans: “that sounds like an ‘i’m not doing okay but i don’t want to be asked”. i’ll try not ta’ bother ya’…”

 

Trainer Red: “Untrue. I currently don’t feel anything. I’m putting those feelings aside for the sake of this killing game.”

 

Trainer Red: “Now, let’s discuss the investigation.”

 

Waluigi: “Hey, hey! Ya’ never told us where Basil went off to!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “He did not seem as willing to communicate with me recently.”

 

Waluigi: “Maybe it’s cuz’ you’ve been actin’ like a robot lately! I dunno what’s up with that..?”

 

Noob: “H-Hey… Don’t be mean to him!”

 

Trainer Red: “It does not matter. Your remarks against me mean nothing.”

 

Sans: “beep boop beep boop.”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “That’s an unamusing remark.”

 

Noob: “H-Hey… Do you mind at least giving us an alibi..?”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “I was with Basil for some time in the warehouse. After some time we separated.”

 

Noob: “Hmm… Okay!”

 

Noob: (“He seems even more robotic than usual… Did something happen to him..? I don’t wanna push him but… This doesn’t seem like his real self…”)

 

Noob: (“T-Though… I guess he’s not the only one who isn’t acting like their real self, so I should leave him alone…”)

 

Waluigi: “Hey, d’ya mind explainin’ the black eye..?”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Nothin, huh..?”

 

Trainer Red: “That detail is unnecessary.”

 

Waluigi: “Guh! Guys, he’s definitely hidin’ somethin’!”

 

Sans: “yeah, but let’s not push him… i don’t think a kid like him could end up bein’ the murderer anyway…”

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah, I hope you’re right…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Trainer Red’s Alibi

-TRUTH BULLET - Trainer Red’s Black Eye

 

Waluigi: “Hey, Reddy, have ya’ seen Blobby around anytime recently..?”

 

Trainer Red: “Reddy...?”

 

Sans: “better than redditor i guess…”

 

Noob: “B-But yeah, Waluigi’s right… Blobby does seem to have gone missing recently…”

 

Trainer Red: “He still hasn’t reappeared. I do wonder about his current whereabouts.”

 

Noob: “Hmm… T-That’s odd! I really hope he shows up at some point..!”

 

Noob: (“I really hope whatever happened to Blobby isn’t like what happened to the devas… If Light did anything to him, then… I’d be so annoyed at myself for not protecting him…”)

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Missing Blobby

 

Waluigi: “Hey, Noobie, y’alright?”

 

Noob: “Yeah, I was just thinking about the case… Is there anything else that you found out, Trainer Red..?”

 

Noob: “O-Or… Would you mind if I just called you ‘Red’?”

 

Trainer Red: “Stick to Trainer Red to avoid confusion. It is best that we make optimal use of language if we wish to succeed in this trial.”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “hey buddy, is everything okay? you don’t have to talk like that, just talk like ya’ normally do…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

 

Sans: “sorry… didn’t mean ta’ bother ya’...”

 

Trainer Red: “Now. There’s one observation in the theme park I found unusual.”

 

Waluigi: “Okay, get explanin’...”

 

Trainer Red: “Well… One of the yellow tomatoes in the tomato stand seems to have green bits on it.”

 

Waluigi: “Hmmm… That’s weird… Maybe someone vomited on it?”

 

Trainer Red: “That seems… Unlikely…”

 

Waluigi: “Right, but uh… Why else would it have green bits on it…?”

 

Sans: “hm…”

 

Sans: “i feel like the answer to this is kinda obvious if you think about it…”

 

Sans: *sigh*

 

Sans: “it’s a damn shame i never bother to think…”

 

Noob: (“R-Really Sans? Our lives are at stake here!”)

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Stained Yellow Tomato

 

 

Waluigi: “So, someone used one o’ those tomatoes for sure, but do ya’ really think it has a connection to the case…?”

 

Sans: “waluigi… everything has a connection to the case… it’s the reason all of these cases are stupidly impossible…”

 

Sans: “remember that pile of chairs we saw earlier in the cave… even that probably has a connection to the case…”

 

Waluigi: “Oh, yeah, it prolly’ does! Thanks for remindin’ us, Sansy!”

 

Sans: “well… i guess we might as well jot it down… given that every piece of crap seems to resurface here…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Stack of Chairs in Cave

 

Noob: (“Hmm… Sans seems pretty frustrated… He’s probably sick and tired of trying after Squidward’s death…”)

 

Noob: (“I-I can’t say I blame him…”)

 

Trainer Red: “Also, there’s something I’d like you to see.”

 

Trainer Red slowly walked everyone over to the “NUCLEAR PIT OF DEATH”, while seemingly lost in thought, refusing to engage with anyone else.

 

Trainer Red: “This is the “THE NUCLEAR PIT OF DEATH”...”

 

Sans: “weird name for a ride, huh?”

 

Noob: “Yeah, but I remember Gandhi telling me it was his favourite.”

 

Sans: “didn’t think he’d be into rides, but ya’ never know with his kinda people…”

 

Sans grunted a little with frustration.

 

Sans: “so why exactly are you showin’ us this stupid ride…?”

 

Trainer Red: “Well… I noticed something unusual on the wheels… Some kind of blue powder…”

 

Waluigi: “Blue powder..? What’s that doin’ on a ride like this..?”

 

Trainer Red: “In truth, I do not know. But I believe it has some relevance to the case.”

 

Noob: “Hey, Waluigi… You were here with Leafy earlier… Did you see anything strange?”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah, that’s-a right… There’s no way I went on that ride though, so I didn’t see anythin’ strange about it…”

 

Waluigi: “It is weird though… Leafy an’ I have keen eyes, so if anyone was messin’ around with the rides, we surely woulda’ noticed!”

 

Waluigi: “I mean… Homer was here for a while, so maybe he’s the killer!”

 

Trainer Red: “Homer…? I somehow doubt it…”

 

Sans: “yeah, i’m thinkin’ the killer had some other way of gettin’ around unnoticed…”

 

Sans: “still, it’s pretty confusing, since they’d hafta’ get away from their partner first…”

 

Sans: “unless the partner was an accomplice…”

 

Trainer Red: “Hmmm… It is worth considering. This is definitely a case in which the possibility of an accomplice is plausible, given the motive…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah… I ain’t gonna lie… If someone wanted to kill someone, I’d prolly’ help them out if it gave Wario a chance outta there…”

 

Sans: “you aren’t… very good at making us trust you, waluigi…”

 

Waluigi: “Bah! Whatever! I’m perfectly trustworthy! Just look at my handsome face!”

 

Waluigi made an ugly grimace that probably only made everyone trust him less.

 

Noob: “Alright… So, where to next guys..?”

 

Trainer Red: “Hmm… Actually, there was something else that I wanted to bring up. Come meet me just outside the radio tower, as soon as possible.”

 

Noob: “O-Okay..!”

 

Trainer Red left without further elaboration.

 

Waluigi: “Wow… That guy really doesn’t like casual talk…”

 

Sans: “yeah, though i guess it’s understandable in the current circumstances”

 

Sans sighed heavily.

 

Noob: “I-Is everything alright, Sans?”

 

Sans: “yeah… i dunno why i’m actin’ cranky an’ stuff… i’m not usually like this…”

 

Sans: “let’s get goin’ guys… i’ll try an’ be a bit more cheery for you guys, my bad…”

 

Waluigi: “Now that’s the spirit! Let’s-a go!”

 

The RPG(??) trio left the theme park and met Trainer Red outside the radio tower, who was currently in some kind of argument with Leafy, while Homer stood there absentmindedly on the side.

 

Leafy: “Hey! ANSWER ME! What did you do to Basil?!”

 

Trainer Red: “I… I didn’t do anything!”

 

Leafy: “Yes you did, Robot Dum Dum! I was gonna play truth or dare with Basil, and now he’s just running away from me!”

 

Homer: “Hey, guys! We shouldn’t be arguing with each other! We’re family!”

 

Homer: “...”

 

Homer: “Oh, wait… God damn it! It’s impossible for humans to be related to leaves…”

 

Homer: “In that case, keep arguing!”

 

Waluigi: “Hey, yo! What’s up between the two of ya’?!”

 

Leafy: “Trainer Red did something to Baaaasil~!”

 

Trainer Red: “I did not.”

 

Leafy: “Then why don’t you explain the black eye, dumb dumb!”

 

Homer: “Hey! Who ya’ callin’ dumb dumb?!”

 

Sans: “she wasn’t even talkin’ to you…”

 

Noob: “Guys! Calm down! N-Now’s not the time for this!”

 

Leafy: “Yes it is! It is totally the time for this! And that’s cos’ Trainer Red is the mastermind!”

 

Homer: “Holy cyanide filled guacamole! Not this again!”

 

Homer: “Wait, what even is guacamole..?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! You guys heard me! Trainer Red is the mastermind, and he made me think it was Basil because he hates him!”

 

Trainer Red shuddered.

 

Waluigi: “Hey, Leafy..? Maybe let’s calm down…”

 

Leafy: “Calm down?! Not in front of the mastermind! No way!”

 

Sans: “leafy… ya’ need to stop accusin’ kids of bein’ the mastermind… next you’re gonna start accusin’ noob or something…”

 

Leafy started staring at Noob from head to toe.

 

Leafy: “Hmmm… That’s a good point! It might be Noob, too…”

 

Leafy looked contemplative for a moment before literally jumping to a conclusion.

 

Leafy: “Aha! I got it!”

 

Leafy: “Trainer Red must be the mastermind, and Noob must be his little traitor!”

 

Sans: “leafy..? calm down, you’re bringing us nowhere…”

 

Homer: “Yeah, and besiiides… The mastermind’s obviously Gandhi!”

 

Noob: “G-Guys!! Just stop accusing each other!”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah! Stop it!!”

 

Leafy: “Hmph… Okay… I mean, we’re still friends, right Waluigi?!”

 

Waluigi: “Hmm… I guess, yeah… We’re just tryina’ solve something important here… And you kinda got in the way…”

 

Leafy: “Me? In the way? Waluigi, we are so not besties anymo-

 

Homer: “Leafy? Ya’ wanna go on the rides?””

 

Leafy: “Oh, sure, Homer! That sounds like a brilliant idea~!”

 

Homer: “Woo-hoo! Let’s go!”

 

Homer and Leafy went off to the theme park, leaving the quartet of Trainer Red, Waluigi, Sans and Noob on their own.

 

Waluigi: “Phew… Nice save from the Homie…”

 

Sans: “yeah… we should really start callin’ him that… i know he did the cyanide donuts thing, but let’s be honest, blud is totally a homie…”

 

Noob: “Sans..? What kind of accent even was that..?”

 

Sans: “bri’ish…”

 

Waluigi: “Waht the heck is he on about?!”

 

Sans: “well, you guys asked me to be a bit more like my usual self… so be careful what’cha wish for, heheh…”

 

Sans: “little did ya’ know that me’ true form’s actually bri’ish, innit fam?”

 

Trainer Red: “Let’s just ignore him.”

 

Trainer Red: “Anyways, what I noticed was a strange kind purple substance fell on my head just before I arrived at the theme park…”

 

Noob: “Weird, I saw some disappearing purple goop earlier… Do you think it’s the same?”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Purple Goop #3

 

Trainer Red: “Hmm… It is possible. Anyways… I think it might have a connection to this, though I’m unsure.”

 

Trainer Red handed Noob a portal gun and a VR headset that seemed broken.

 

Noob: “Huh..? Um…? What’s this..?”

 

Trainer Red: “Try putting it on.”

 

Noob tried putting the VR headset on, but instead of seeing a VR world, he just saw the real world, but incredibly blurry.

 

Noob: “Ah..! What the heck is going on right now?!”

 

Sans: “don’t force noob to go through that traumatising gnome game, trainer red…”

 

Sans: took the headset off of Trainer Red.

 

Trainer Red: “Hmm.. If you take a look, you’ll notice that the lens meant to make you see into this “virtual world” has been replaced with ordinary glasses.”

 

Noob: “Not just ordinary glasses, but really strong ones! It was so blurry, I couldn’t see anything…”

 

Waluigi: “Hmmm… That’s odd, but do ya’ think the killer has a reason to actually mess with these video games?”

 

Waluigi: “I mean… It seems kinda stupid…”

 

Trainer Red: “I suspect that this portal gun does not merely exist in video games…”

 

Trainer Red: “I believe that the portals created also exist in real life.”

 

Waluigi: “Whaaaaat?! Teleportation?! That’s impossible!”

 

Sans: “we literally had teleportation as a fundamental part of last case…”

 

Sans: “besides… squidward seemed to think he was actually falling when the portal gun was used on him back in the arcade… i’m pretty sure they’re real portals…”

 

*Flashback

 

Squidward: “Eh…. There’s something off about this game…”

 

Sans: “huh? you afraid of gnomes or something?”

 

Squidward: “No! It’s just… When I fell, it actually hurt… Like I’d really fallen a bit…”

 

Sans: “wow, ya’ must be gettin’ really immersed.”

 

Squidward: “No… There’s definitely something off about the game…”

 

SQUIDWARD HAS TAKEN OFF THE HEADSET, DISCONNECTING SQUIDWARD!

 

Squidward: “Yeah… This is weird… Before I fell, I was standing over there, but now I’m standing here…”

 

*

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Broken VR Set

 

Noob: “Huh..? So this thing creates real portals?”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes. I believe it does. However, take a look here. There seems to be a kind of safety precaution.”

 

Trainer Red: “Take a look”

 

Trainer Red handed Noob a sheet of paper titled: “INSTRUCTIONS FOR PORTAL GUN VR”

 

-WARNING! FOR SAFETY PURPOSES THIS MACHINE CANNOT BE USED UNDER THE OPEN SKY! THIS MACHINE MUST DETECT THE PRESENCE OF FOUR SURROUNDING WALLS IN ORDER TO BE FIRED!

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Portal Gun Safety Mechanism

 

Noob: “Huh..? That’s a weird way of making it work…”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes… My guess is that this was done to prevent people from bringing around the gun and teleporting people outside, but we have to consider that it could still be used in other buildings, or in a closed off area underground…”

 

Waluigi: “So… Ya’ think the killer mighta’ teleported some stuff around..?”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes, I believe it might even be the reason why some purple goop fell out of the sky and onto my head while I was here…”

 

Sans: “wait… but didn’t ya’ just say that the gun couldn’t be fired in the open air..?”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes, that’s the paradox of this case.”

 

Sans: “uh… maybe it’s nothing too complicated and someone just dropped some on you to confuse you..?”

 

Trainer Red: “Hmm… It’s possible, but there was nobody around… I’m fairly certain it was somehow teleported…”

 

Noob: “If this VR headset was just a little clearer, do you think maybe we’d be able to see a portal in it?”

 

Waluigi: “Probably not… The portals only woulda’ shown up if you were in the VR world, so I’d say even the killer couldn’ta seen em’ if they made a portal…”

 

Sans: “eh… even still, they could probably just memorise them, unlike us, who have no clue where the portals are…”

 

Noob flipped around the safety instructions of the portal gun and found some rules on the other side.

 

-THE GUN ITSELF CAN BE TELEPORTED-

 

-THE GUN IS TRANSMITTED AS A INVISIBLE BEAM THAT FOLLOWS THE APPROXIMATE TRAJECTORY OF LIGHT-

 

-THE GUN CAN ONLY TRANSPORT OBJECTS OF UP TO 120KG TO PREVENT BUILDINGS FROM BEING TRANSPORTED-

 

- THE HEADSET MUST BE WORN IN ORDER FOR THE GUN TO BE FIRED-

 

Noob: (“Hmm… I don’t know what some of these mean, but they seem to be rules… I guess that’s helpful…”)

 

Trainer Red: “I see you’ve found the rules of the portal gun. I wonder if they might give us some insight into how the killer used it.”

 

Noob: “Yeah, I wonder… If there really was a portal in the sky, then maybe they used one of the rules to their advantage to get it there…”

 

-TRUTH BULLET - Portal Gun Rules

 

Sans: “so… do you guys really think that you could get a portal in the sky, despite the safety feature..?”

 

Sans: “i mean… what’s even the point?”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah..? Did the killer wanna toss somethin’ in the sky?”

 

Sans: “yeah… i mean… if they wanted to use a portal, why didn’t they just use one indoors..?”

 

Noob: (“Yeah… This is really strange… If only Steve was here… He’d know…”)

 

Noob: (“S-Speaking of Steve… I know he might be cranky, but I want to tell him everything I know…”)

 

Noob: (“He doesn’t seem to be in a good mood, but I’d least like to give him a few hints so that he can help solve the case…”)

 

Noob: “Hey guys, I think I’m gonna let Steve know about this case, and uh…”

 

Noob: “I’ll probably untie Light while I’m there… He really isn’t… A nice guy, but… At the very least he’s good at solving mysteries…”

 

Sans: “yeah, i mean… why don’t we just get light to do everything for us…?”

 

Waluigi: “Don’t act like he can’t be the killer Sans!”

 

Sans: “but he was literally tied up the entire-

 

Waluigi: “Shut it! He was tied up last time and he was still messin’ with the case! Let’s not just jump straight to trustin’ him again!”

 

Noob: “O-Okay! I’m gonna get Light and Steve now! Meet you guys in the trial ground!”

 

Sans: “alright. good luck, heheh…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah! Good luck, kiddo! Let’s-a get this mystery solved!”

 

Noob: “Okay, see ya!”

 

Noob left the other three and went to the apartments.

 

Noob: (“S-So… Light’s room… I mean… He did have a knife in there… I should probably also check that wasn’t taken…”)

 

Light: “Oh, hello there, Nubert…”

 

Noob stared at Light with a hint of terror in his eyes. Light had bags under his eyes and appeared completely exhausted.

 

Deliriously, Light chuckled.

 

Light: “Ahahahahaha! Nubert! Hello there!”

 

Noob: “Light… A-Are you okay..?”

 

Light: “Yes, I’ve just been waiting for you!”

 

Light’s face almost looked like it scrunched up into a ball and then it changed from something calm and exhausted to something desperate and paranoid.

 

Light: “NOW FREE ME NOW! I SWEAR FREE ME NOW!”

 

Light tried to lash aggressively at Noob but was restrained by his ropes.

 

Light: “YOU PSYCHOPATHS TRIED TO LOCK ME IN THIS STUPID, STUPID CAGE! LET ME GO BEFORE I KILL YOU!”

 

Noob: “Aaaahhh! Aaaahhh!”

 

Light: “What are you doing…? Keeping me locked up like this…? What are you doing?! Now I can’t commit myself to justice! What are you doing?! Why are you such IDIOTS?!”

 

Noob: (“I… I now have a feeling he won’t be very useful during the trial…”)

 

Noob: “I… I don’t want to let you go… You’re kind of scaring me…”

 

Light: “Do you realise what you’ve done?! Everyone needs me! EVERYONE NEEDS ME NOW! YOU CAN’T KEEP ME TIED UP LIKE THIS?!”

 

Noob: “I… I… Okay… Fine…”

 

Noob reluctantly began to untie Light.

 

Light: “Now… Thank you…”

 

Noob: “..?”

 

Light: “Oh, don’t mind the aggressive personality I put on… That was merely a front…”

 

Light gave off an unstable, twisted chuckle.

 

Noob: “Just a front…? But it seemed totally real…”

 

Light: “Yes… I just wanted to test whether you had trust in me or not… So I put on this aggressive and dangerous persona…”

 

Light: “It seems you freed me regardless… You really are as naive and foolish as the files say… You’re willing to believe anything anyone says…”

 

Light: “But do not worry…”

 

Light: “I believe that naivety and foolishness could be quite… useful…”

 

Noob: “..!”

 

Light laughed to himself and picked up the Death Note.

 

Noob: “Light! Put that down, now!”

 

Light: “Hmph… I don’t exactly think a kid like you can control me…”

 

Light: “In fact, I should be the one controlling you… I should be the one bringing you closer to true justice…”

 

Noob: (“S-Stop it! I never should have gone near Light!”)

 

Noob tried to turn his back, but he was interrupted by Light laughing erratically.

 

Light: “Say, let’s strike a deal… You and I… We should work together….”

 

 

 

 

Light: “And if you refuse to cooperate with me, then Basil’s in danger…”

 

Noob felt a horrible chill go down his spine.

 

Light: “Now listen to everything I say…”

 

-------------------------

 

Steve stood in his room in silence.

 

He stared up at the grey wall, feeling emptiness and despair.

 

He felt the cold draughts flow through the room.

 

He held onto his head, feeling ready to give up.

 

Why did he decide to make a friend?

 

Why did he think it was a good idea to make a friend in a killing game like this, when everyone was bound to die?

 

He felt anger rush to the top of his head. A burning sensation.

 

I just want to destroy something.

 

Smashing my hands onto the floor, I just felt that anger grow and grow, until…

 

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

 

Steve: “...”

 

Noob: “S-Steve… Hi…”

 

Steve: “Leave me alone…”

 

Noob: “H-Hey… I just wanted to say that I’m sorry…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “It’s not your fault for what happened… For any of this…”

 

Noob: “I don’t know… I’m still sorry…”

 

Steve: “N-Noob…”

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah..?”

 

Steve: “Can… You promise me that you won’t die..?”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “Let’s just go to the trial…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Noob: “I-I’ll tell you everything we found out when you get there…”

 

Steve: “I… Okay…”

 

Noob left the room…

 

Leaving Steve alone and afraid…

 

But nonetheless… He was going to have to confront the truth, whether he wanted to or not.

 

The truth that one of them killed Squidward.

 

Steve: (“I… I have to do this… I don’t want to… But if I don’t… Then Noob might die…”)

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhu~! Sorry if I’m interrupting anyone’s inner monologue, but it’s time to get started with the claaaasss trial~! This one’s gonna be soooo exciting, I bet~! Now c’mon everyone! Let’s meet up in the balcony of the radio tower!”

 

Steve: (“The balcony of the radio tower? Sometimes Monokuma has the worst ideas, I swear…”)

 

Steve: (“How’s he suddenly gonna turn this into a trial grounds..?”)

 

Nonetheless, Steve’s feet carried him over to the radio tower balcony. This time, he couldn’t help but want to distance himself from everyone else. He felt too sick and tired to talk to anyone, because he knew he couldn’t trust them…

 

Well… There was just one person he could still trust…

 

Noob: “Steve! I need to give you a run-down on the case! I don’t want you missing out too much, haha!”

 

Steve: “Huh..? Oh, okay…”

 

Noob gave a cheery, though slightly forced smile as he recited everything he found out during the trial. Steve was impressed by the amount of effort that the unusual trio of Sans, Waluigi and Noob put into finding evidence, and as Noob began to recite the last pieces of information, Steve was feeling slightly more confident, at least enough confidence to cope with the trial.

 

As soon as Noob had finished telling Steve everything he needed to know, the balcony started hovering into the air.

 

Sans: “uhh… is it just me… or is this denyin’ every law of physics i know?”

 

Red: “chill out its probably just got jetpacks under it or smth”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed… Although it’s amusing to think that this trial might be taking place in the sky, when all of the past trials took place underground…”

 

Leafy: “Weeee~! We’re flyyyying!!!”

 

Homer: “AAAAAAAGHHHHH!”

 

Red: “Dont worry homer u get used to it”

 

Steve: “Heh… I won’t lie… This is making me a bit uneasy…”

 

Eventually, the balcony stopped going higher, and they stopped at a massive stormcloud in the sky.

 

A massive cloud that could be walked on?

 

Gandhi: “Well… This is quite the absurd setting…”

 

Monokuma: “Monokuma! Appears!”

 

Homer: “Agh! It’s him!”

 

Homer jumped back in fear, before getting caught by Waluigi.

 

Waluigi: “Whoa! Bromer! Don’t fall off!”

 

Homer: “Uh…. Who’s “Bromer”?”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Hey Sans… I think this nickname ain’t workin’...”

 

Sans: “heh… don’t worry ‘bout it…”

 

Waluigi: “Maybe we should just call him “Gnomer”...”

 

Sans: “god no!”

 

Waluigi: “Right, I forgot you were gnomophobic…”

 

Monokuma: “So…! How are you guys liking the new trial grounds?”

 

Leafy: “It’s great! There’s loads of fresh oxygen to breathe!”

 

Trainer Red: “Don’t you breathe carbon dioxide…? Aren’t you a plant?”

 

Leafy: “Oh, my bad! There’s loads of fresh carbon dioxide to breathe!”

 

Monokuma: “And you guys haven’t even acknowledged this trial ground’s greatest feature!”

 

Light: “And what would that be?”

 

Monokuma: “Weeelll~! You can piss down onto earth and everyone would just think it’s rain! C’mon! Give it a try!”

 

Homer: “Uhhhh… No thanks…”

 

Steve: (“You know something’s bad when even Homer has the common sense to reject it…”)

 

Monokuma: “Alright, so… Do you guys wanna hear the bad news or the good news first?”

 

Steve: “Let’s just start with the bad news…”

 

Monokuma: “Well… The bad news is that I originally had this trial grounds planned just for Squidward! He’s mega-afraid of heights!”

 

Monokuma: “It’s a real shame that he had to go and die just before we got to the part especially designed for him!”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sweat drops started falling from Sans’ skull.

 

Leafy: “Awww! That’s such a shame!”

 

Trainer Red: “Stop sympathising with Monokuma…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, but I can just hear the disappointment in his voi-

 

Red: “Lets just hear the good news”

 

Monokuma: “Alrighto! The good news is that we got a replacement! Leafy’s friendo, Firey, is also afraid of heights! So we’ve got him in his little cage juuuust here~!”

 

Monokuma pressed a button which made a crane carrying a cage pop out of the cloud, which was lowered to the ground, before being lifted up, carrying Firey up with it.

 

Firey: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHHH!!!”

 

Leafy: “Oh no! Firey!”

 

Firey: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHH!”

 

Gandhi: “This… Isn’t a particularly pleasant element to the trial…”

 

Sans: “yeah, did ya’ really think it was a good idea to just have a screaming guy suspended from a cage…?”

 

Monokuma: “Actually… You’re right… This guy’s gonna get annoying… I guess I’ll bring him down…”

 

Monokuma lowered the cage, returning Firey to the ground.

 

Monokuma: “Either way, since I’m just so generous, I’ll let you use that crane machine whenever you wanna bring up one of those rescue squad members as a witness…”

 

Trainer Red: “I suppose this could be helpful.”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! Thank you Monokuma!”

 

Gandhi: “Please do not sympathise with the bear…”

 

Monokuma: “Okay~! So who’s ready for the trial?!”

 

Sans: “i guess i am… but don’t ya’ think this whole cloud layout looks a bit… i dunno… goofy..?”

 

Monokuma: “Hmmm..? Maaaybe just a little bit, yeah, but luckily I have just the solution!”

 

Monokuma put his hands together and shouted…

 

Monokuma: “Biinnnngo presto!!!!”

 

Suddenly the sky turned into a celestial purple and the cloud turned into a stormcloud.

 

Homer: “Hey! How are we suddenly in space?”

 

Monokuma: “Don’t question Monokuma magic!”

 

Red: “Yeah otherwise youll prolly get another chair on your head”

 

Leafy: “Alright team! Let’s get this starty parted!”

 

Gandhi: “Don’t you mean “party started”…?”

 

Leafy: “Oh, haha… Slip of the tongue! Let’s go!”

 

Steve: (“Honestly… I wish I could share Leafy’s enthusiasm…”)

 

Steve: (“She seems to be the only one optimistic about this killing game…”)

 

Steve: (“But nonetheless, I have to do this…”)

Steve: (“Squidward… He was the type of person you’d never expect to turn into a hero, but he really did…”)

Steve: (“He prevented Sans from dying and he protected us as a leader…”)

Steve: (“At first he seemed rude and grumpy, but he soon opened himself up to me… Telling me that he didn’t want anyone in this killing game to die…”)

Steve: (“It may be difficult, but we need to do this for his sake… We need to do this battle of hope and despair… of truth and lies… of trust and doubt… an island trial!”)

 

-WHO IS THE KILLER?-

 

-Steve?

-Leafy?

-Waluigi?

-Homer?

-Noob?

-Sans?

-Light?

-Basil?

-Gandhi?

-Trainer Red?

-Red?

 

TRUTH BULLETS

- Monokuma File #3

- Empty Laxatives

- Milky Water

- Empty Antidepressant Box

- Empty Donut Jar

- Stolen Donut Jar

- Leafy’s Alibi

- Homer’s Alibi

- Chipped Off Piece of Metal

- Yellow Tomatoes

- Smoke Cloud

- Gandhi’s Alibi

- Missing Piece of Film Tape

- Squidward’s Announcement

- Gandhi’s Map Account

- Captives’ Account

- Disappearing Purple Goop #1

- Mr Krabs Cutout

- Sans’ Injury

- Sans’ Alibi

- Squidward’s Behaviour

- Unknown Cause of Death

- State of Squidward’s Blood

- Empty Coin Gun

- Broken Laptop

- Metal Flakes on Katana

- Loose Strings on Basketball Mace

- Basketball Mace

- Missing Smoke Bomb

- Slingshot

- Blood in Crystal

- Disappearing Purple Goop #2

- Trainer Red’s Alibi

- Trainer Red’s Black Eye

- Missing Blobby

- Stained Yellow Tomato

- Stack of Chairs in Cave

- Purple Goop #3

- Broken VR Set

- Portal Gun Safety Mechanism

- Portal Gun Rules

 

-ISLAND TRIAL START-

 

Notes:

Now that everything in the investigation is complete, are there any theories about who the killer is? Post your theories below, I'd love to see them!

Next time we'll (finally) be starting our third class trial! :D

Vote for who you think the killer is here: https://strawpoll.com/Qrgeb9oVLZp

Good luck, hope it's not your favourite ;)

Chapter 44: Chapter 3 [S] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

Hello everyone! Glad to get the trial underway! I wonder who the killer's gonna be, oooooh...

Good luck, and I hope it isn't your favourite!

~CHAPTER 44~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

Rescue Gang:

Villager (Minecraft)

Stalin (Real Life)

Mr Krabs (SpongebobSquarepants)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Yellow (Among Us)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Wario (Super Mario)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

Bart Simpson (The Simpsons)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

- Monokuma File #3

- Empty Laxatives

- Milky Water

- Empty Antidepressant Box

- Empty Donut Jar

- Stolen Donut Jar

- Leafy’s Alibi

- Homer’s Alibi

- Chipped Off Piece of Metal

- Yellow Tomatoes

- Smoke Cloud

- Gandhi’s Alibi

- Missing Piece of Film Tape

- Squidward’s Announcement

- Gandhi’s Map Account

- Captives’ Account

- Disappearing Purple Goop #1

- Mr Krabs Cutout

- Sans’ Injury

- Sans’ Alibi

- Squidward’s Behaviour

- Unknown Cause of Death

- State of Squidward’s Blood

- Empty Coin Gun

- Broken Laptop

- Metal Flakes on Katana

- Loose Strings on Basketball Mace

- Basketball Mace

- Missing Smoke Bomb

- Slingshot

- Blood in Crystal

- Disappearing Purple Goop #2

- Trainer Red’s Alibi

- Trainer Red’s Black Eye

- Missing Blobby

- Stained Yellow Tomato

- Stack of Chairs in Cave

- Purple Goop #3

- Broken VR Set

- Portal Gun Safety Mechanism

- Portal Gun Rules

 

 

-ISLAND TRIAL START-

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhuh~! Now that Squidward’s gone, I can talk without being interrupted!”

 

Monokuma: “Now let’s begin with a simple explanation of the island tri-

 

Sans: “shut it… we’ve done this twice already… i think we get the hang of it…”

 

Monokuma: “Oh sheesh! Fine! Go ahead and start arguing! It’s what you do best!”

 

Homer: “Well, let’s do this! I’m pretty sure I know exactly what happened this time!”

 

Leafy: “Oooh! Are you thinking what I’m thinking, Homer?”

 

Homer: “Uuuuhhh… If you’re thinking nothing, then yeah!”

 

Gandhi: “If one doesn’t think, then how can one explain to us what one thinks the murderer is..?”

 

Homer: “One can’t think, but two can! And when it comes to weight, I’m a double, so therefore I can explain exactly what happened!”

 

Trainer Red: “I’m not quite following…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Homer’s Alibi

-Gandhi’s Alibi

-Unknown Cause of Death

 

 

Homer: “Alright, so you guys wanna know who the killer was, huh?”

 

Homer: “Well… In my eyes, it’s pretty obvious!”

 

Gandhi: “Obvious? How so?”

 

Homer: “Well, all of us were workin’ in groups, right?”

 

Homer: “So that means the killer has to be the one guy who wasn’t working with his partner!”

 

Trainer Red: “And who would that be?”

 

Homer: “Wait a second! That means it’s me! I’m the killer?”

 

Noob: “I-I don’t think that’s right… Homer…”

 

Trainer Red: “This is unreasonable…”

 

 

 

Homer’s Alibi -> I’m the killer

 

Steve: “No, that’s wrong!”

 

Steve: “Homer… You aren’t the killer…”

 

Homer: “Wha…? Now that’s a plot twist! I was really thinking it was gonna be me!”

 

Waluigi: “Why’dya think it was you in the first place, Homer..?

 

Homer: “Well… I read this detective book, where the main character turned out to be the killer, so I thought-

 

Leafy: “You read detective books?! That’s soooo cool!”

 

Homer: “Well, they don’t call me Sherlock Holmer for nothing!”

 

Homer: “Though I’m gonna be honest, I mostly just look at the pictures…”

 

Steve: “Okay… Well, the reason we can’t just immediately assume it’s Homer is because he has an alibi… Perhaps not the best one, but a decent one at least…”

 

Waluigi: “Oh yeah, that’s-a right! Homer, Leafy an’ I were at the theme park, and Leafy was eatin’ Homer’s cyanide donuts… For… Some… Reason?”

 

Gandhi: “W-Why would you do that Leafy…?”

 

Basil: “Y-You don’t need to question her…”

 

Leafy: “Well, I just thought it’d be tasty, and it was! Tasty and dangerous!”

 

Steve: (“Homer and Leafy are like the stupidest pair of people I’ve ever seen, and that’s saying something with this group…”)

 

Basil: “L-Leafy..?”

 

Leafy: “Yeeeahhh~?”

 

Basil: “J-Just how are you still alive…?”

 

Leafy: “Well I dunno, maybe my metal body soaked it up or something?”

 

Sans: “well… that’s concerning… but you’re not dead, so let’s put that aside for a second…”

 

Sans: “anyways, i’m thinkin’ that the killer has to be the person with the worst alibi, right?”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “That is true, but we do need to consider the presence of accomplices.”

 

Waluigi: “Yeeah… But it wouldn’t hurt to look at everyone’s alibis first, right? We could see where that takes us, ya’ know?”

 

Steve: “Hmm… You’re probably right…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Trainer Red’s Alibi

-Leafy’s Alibi

-Gandhi’s Alibi

-Sans’ Alibi

 

Leafy: “Alrighty! So I was with Waluigi the entire time!”

 

Waluigi: “Leafy’s right! It couldn’ta been the two of us!”

 

Basil: “U-Unless… Both of you worked together…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, but Homer was there to check on us, so that totally didn’t happen!”

 

Red: “I dont think homer would notice if the two of you left tbh”

 

Gandhi: “I would like to mention that Red and I have a perfect alibi…”

 

Light: “So… Trainer Red and Basil… Care to reveal your alibis..?”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Leafy: “That silence says it all!”

 

Leafy: “Trainer Red’s got to be the killer!”

 

Waluigi: “Could ya’ spend five minutes without comin’ up with another conclusion?!”

 

Gandhi’s Alibi -> Red and I have a perfect alibi

 

Steve: “No that’s wrong!”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… Am I mistaken?”

 

Steve: “Well… I would say that you have a fairly strong alibi, but not a perfect one.”

 

Steve: “You did mention having to use the bathroom for a brief period of time…”

 

Steve: “Although the time frame is small, a hastily done murder could be carried out while Gandhi was using the bathroom.”

 

Red: “Smh my head theres no way i couldve killed someone in a toilet breaks duration of time”

 

Red: “Steve are you on crack again?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Red: “Like srsly theres no way that i couldve gone from the radio tower to the mines in like 2 mins”

 

Noob: “Well… We found out during the trial that there is one way…”

 

Red: “Uh huh buddy”

 

Steve: “He’s right though, there is a way in which the killer could’ve killed the culprit in less than two minutes…”

 

Gandhi: “And what would that be..?”

 

-Select Truth Bullet

 

 

-> Broken VR Headset

 

Steve: “There is a way, teleportation..”

 

Trainer Red: “Correct. I found a broken VR headset to prove that teleportation might’ve been used.”

 

Red: “And here we go back to ur bullcrap again”

 

Basil: “So… The killer teleported? Wouldn’t that mean it could be any of us…?”

 

Gandhi: “If that is true, then we are in quite the predicament…”

 

Sans: “yeah, it makes things a whole lot more complicated…”

 

Noob: “Yeah… The killer could’ve just been teleporting around… And nobody would’ve noticed…”

 

Waluigi: “Dang it… So we’re back to square one?!”

 

Homer: “Square one…?! More like square zero, cuz we haven’t got any idea who the killer is…”

 

Red: “I mean cmon guys theres no way i could kill him in two or three mins even with a teleporter”

 

Light: “Well… That depends on the method of murder… Perhaps we should discuss that…”

 

Basil: “Y-Yeah… We don’t even know what killed him…”

 

Steve: (“Hmm… Is it just me or has Basil barely been talking at all this trial..? He’s been looking away from Trainer Red, too, it’s pretty strange…”)

 

Steve: (“It can’t be him though…”)

 

Homer: “Hmm… Well, don’t worry guys! Sherlock Homer’s got this all sorted out, heheh…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Chipped Off Piece of Metal

-Empty Laxatives

-Mr Krabs Cutout

-Slingshot

-Blood In Crystal

-Unknown Cause of Death

 

Homer: “So… He was underground when he was killed, right?!”

 

Gandhi: “Yes…. I believe that is the case…”

 

Homer: “Well, he looked totally crushed, so I bet one of those crystals fell on him!”

 

Waluigi: “That seems a little too obvious…”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes… Considering the other evidence we’ve found thus far… There is definitely a killer among us…”

 

Red: “This impostor has no right to say among us”

 

Waluigi: “Hmm… If Squidward wasn’t crushed, then how else could he be killed?”

 

Leafy: “Maybe he was attacked with one of those weapons from the rescue team!”

 

Basil: “Or… He could have been poisoned…”

 

Sans: “i dunno… maybe he was attacked, maybe he was poisoned…”

 

Sans: “but we can’t say for sure, can we..?”

 

Waluigi: “Hey! I’m sure we'll find an answer! We just hafta’ keep tryin’!”

 

Light: “Blind hope won’t get you anywhere, Waluigi…”

 

Leafy: “Neither will blind murder, dumb dumb!”

 

Light: “Ugh… My “murders” are anything but blind.”

 

 

 

 

Unknown Cause of Death -> we can’t say for sure

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Steve: “Honestly, Sans has a point… The cause of death is really unknown to us right now… There were no weapons near the crime scene, nor anything that could’ve crushed Squidward…”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes… Crushing, poisoning, they’re all valid theories… Though right now there’s no way of determining which exactly dealt the fatal blow.”

 

Trainer Red: “All we can currently determine is that Squidward’s body was crushed by immense force. We don’t know if that caused the death, or was simply done after to hide the evidence.”

 

Leafy: “So we’re stuck?”

 

Homer: “Damn it… If only my daughter was here to figure it out for me!”

 

Leafy: “C’mon Homer! Think! Your daughter musta’ got those brains from somewhere!”

 

Homer: “Uhhhh….”

 

Homer: “Ooga booga… Head empty…”

 

Waluigi: “So… Are we in another dead end or what?!”

 

Light: “Hmm… May I say something to contribute..?”

 

Waluigi: “Nah, shut it! All ya’ gonna do is make some lousy excuse as to why it ain’t you!”

 

Sans: “not gonna lie, being tied up is honestly a pretty good excuse…”

 

Sans: “anyway… i don’t really wanna, but we should at least hear him out…”

 

Light: “Well… I just want to say that there was a button in my room that wasn’t activated until after the motive.”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm… Then someone must have used that button after the motive was announced…”

 

Homer: “So, uh… What does this button do..?”

 

Waluigi: “Hey! Who cares..! Light’s just tryina’ mislead us right now! HE’S THE KILLER!”

 

Leafy: “I gotta agree with my bro Waluigi! Shut up about the button, Light!”

 

Light: “Very well then… I guess I won’t reveal what the button does, even if it’s essential to the case…”

 

Noob: “…!”

 

Steve: “Dang it, Light… Come on! Just tell us!”

 

Light: “Hah… Not unless you support me, which clearly you don’t…”

 

Trainer Red: “Then, despite how important that button might be… We’ll have to hold off on discussing it until Light’s willing to share information…”

 

Steve: (“It is strange though… If it’s so important to the case, then why won’t he just tell us..?”)

 

Red: “So where the hells this trial goin its like weve gone nowhere so far”

 

Gandhi: “Well… We have discovered some significant evidence…”

 

Gandhi: “Firstly that teleportation has been used, secondly that Waluigi and Leafy have a solid alibi, and finally that the cause of death is unknown.”

 

Sans: “yeah… but right now it’s lookin’ like the killer could be anyone other than waluigi and leafy…”

 

Noob: “So… Where to next?”

 

Leafy: “Ooh! Ooooh~! I know!”

 

Trainer Red: “Understood. What is it..?”

 

Steve: (“Hmmm… What Leafy’s talking about… It has to be…”)

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Chipped off Piece of Metal

 

Steve: “It’s that piece of metal that was taken off Leafy in the morning.”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! Maybe the killer used it for something!”

 

Gandhi: “Interesting, but why would the killer need a piece of metal…?”

 

Homer: “I dunno… It seems preposterous!”

 

Steve: (“Preposterous..? Homer’s vocabulary never ceases to confuse me…”)

 

Trainer Red: “Let’s worry about the how first, not the why.”

 

Trainer Red: “If we can determine that there was a definite way for the killer to extract the metal from Leafy in her sleep, then we can figure out that it’s more than just a coincidence.”

 

Leafy: “Hmm… I don’t really trust you, Mr. Red guy, but I guess you have a point…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Empty Donut Jar-

-Milky Water-

-Empty Coin Gun-

-Metal Flakes on Katana-

-Missing Blobby-

-Smoke Cloud-

 

Waluigi: “Okay… So let’s get kickin’…”

 

Waluigi: “How’d it be possible for the killer to chip a piece off Leafy…”

 

Sans: “she was sleeping in her room, right..?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah… I was…”

 

Sans: “so… shouldn’t it be impossible..?”

 

Red: “I dunno bout that the locks looked pretty dodgy”

 

Basil: “Yeah…. I-It’d be possible for anyone to break in…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah… But I would’ve woken up if there was some stranger in my room!”

 

Noob: “But none of us are strangers, Leafy…”

 

Leafy: “I dunno… Waluigi looks pretty strange…”

 

Waluigi: “Hey!”

 

Sans: “so… we got no evidence, huh?”

 

Gandhi: “Well, if there’s no evidence of Leafy’s metal being chipped off by the killer…”

 

Gandhi: “Then I suppose it might just be a coincidence…”

 

Sans: “i guess it’s not impossible, but the idea of chippin’ someone’s skin off in their sleep seems pretty unlikely…”

 

Light: “I suggest you all look at the evidence again, and something might become apparent…”

 

Waluigi: “But there ain’t any evidence to look at! Get that inta’ your little head!”

 

Light: “Look… My head may be smaller than yours, but consider that yours is ninety perfect nose and one percent brain, Waluigi…”

 

Waluigi: “Hey! Then where’d the other ten percent go, huh?!”

 

Sans: “moustache.”

 

Waluigi: “Don’t you dare side with him, Sans!”

 

 

 

Metal Flakes on Katana -> no evidence

 

Steve: “No, that’s wrong!”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… It appears I made another mistake…”

 

Gandhi: “My performance during this trial has not been the best, has it..?”

 

Steve: “Well… It’s just that we do have evidence that suggests that the killer might have been involved in something…”

 

Light: “Correct… It’s the metal flakes on the katana… They clearly suggest that the katana might’ve been used to cut into something metallic.”

 

Light: “Which, naturally, must be Leafy’s metallic flesh…”

 

Leafy: “Flesh! That’s leaf skin to you!”

 

Waluigi: “Hey… Is it just me, or do ya’ think it’s weird that Light knows about the metal flakes..?”

 

Sans: “yeah… i don’t think any of us told him…”

 

Light: “Well… I have my ways of knowing…”

 

Waluigi: “What?! Bein’ the killer?!”

 

Noob: “G-Guys… Let’s stop arguing and talk about something else…”

 

Trainer Red: “Indeed. We still haven’t discussed the reason the killer needed the metal.”

 

Gandhi: “Right… That is puzzling…”

 

Light: “Hmmm… I suggest you ignore that for now and focus on the how.”

 

Light: “We still haven’t proven the means through which the killer extracted the metal.”

 

Waluigi: “Stop stallin’, killer! We just said the killer used a toy katana!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “We s-should probably listen… He has a point…”

 

Light: “Indeed, consider this… If the killer were to just walk in with a katana, their presence would be overwhelmingly obvious, and Leafy would wake up.”

 

Leafy: “Dang it… You’re right, I’m a high energy leaf!”

 

Leafy: “As soon as I’d sense a shadowy figure lurking in the dark, I’d definitely wake up!”

 

Steve: (“Okay… So how did the killer manage to chip off Leafy’s metal without her noticing…? That’s something we’ll have to address…”)

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

- Disappearing Purple Goop #1

- Mr Krabs Cutout

- Stack of Chairs in Cave

- Stained Yellow Tomato

- Broken VR Set

- Loose Strings on Basketball Mace

 

Waluigi: “So the killer just snuck in and stole metal off a’ Leafy without her noticin’ it…”

 

Noob: “That’s odd… I don’t know if you could do that, unless you were a ninja, haha…”

 

Homer: “Oooh! Ooh! Or a vampire!”

 

Red: “Its a damn shame to admit homers got a point but someone small and vampire bat sized would prolly go unnoticed”

 

Gandhi: “You do realise that only incriminates yourself Red…? You are the smallest other than Leafy…”

 

Red: “Heh… Damn shame, that. Guess it’s me again, ehehehe…”

 

Leafy: “He’s admitting it’s him?!”

 

Sans: “nah, he’s prolly just tryina’ mess with us again…”

 

Trainer Red: “Other than ninjas, and small size, are there any other methods the killer could’ve used?”

 

Leafy: “Hmmm… What about long arms?

 

Waluigi: “Are ya’ accusin’ me again, Leafy?”

 

Leafy: “Hey, don’t be mean! I accuse everyone!”

 

Red: “ngl she kinda does frfr”

 

Sans: “let’s be honest though guys… not even waluigi has arms long enough to go from the door to leafy’s bed…”

 

Homer: “Maybe he’s got long enough legs though!”

 

Sans: “yeah he do be a lanky boy.”

 

Waluigi: “Everyone, listen to yerselfves! Do ya’ really think I just stuck a katana to my leg and snipped a bit off Leafy, just so I could not get noticed?!”

 

Gandhi: “I will admit that sounds a bit absurd.”

 

Sans: “yeah, and besides… waluigi’s legs are so sexy they’d probably be enough to awake princess leafy from her slumber.”

 

Waluigi: “Thank you-Wait, whaaa?!”

 

 

 

Loose Strings on Basketball Mace -> long arms

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Steve: “Leafy’s got a point with the arms theory!”

 

Red: “What did someone stretch their arms or smth”

 

Red: “Cuz the only thing i see bein stretched is your theory”

 

Noob: “Hear him out, Red… Most of his ideas have been right so far.”

 

Red: “Aight fine if i have to”

 

Steve: “Well, I don’t think arms were actually extended, but rather that the strings of the basketball mace were used to extend reach.”

 

Red: “Oh nvm that sorta makes sense if u pull ur cranium out hard enough ig”

 

Homer: “Mmmm… Cranium pulling… That’s one of my favourite exercises!”

 

Waluigi: “Are we gonna question that?!”

 

Sans: “honestly, have we ever questioned homer…?”

 

Leafy: “Hmmmm…”

 

Leafy: “HHHHmmmmm…”

 

Trainer Red: “Is there something you intend to tell us?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! I’m just confuzzled! I know I didn’t wake up cuz’ the killer extended their reach with those strings, but…”

 

Leafy: “I was hit by a katana! Why didn’t that wake me up!”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Leafy, It was a toy katana.”

 

Leafy: “Oh! Oopsie daisies, nevermind!”

 

Trainer Red: “Now that the metal chipping has been confirmed as a possibility, can we move on?”

 

Sans: “sure, so like… why the heck did the killer even need a hunk of metal…?”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed. That is certainly puzzling.”

 

Homer: “...”

 

Homer: “Oh my sweet baby Jesus on a barbecue…”

 

Gandhi: “What is it, Homer?”

 

Homer: “Oh my sweet guacamole flavour tender and mild Christ…”

 

Leafy: “Homer…?”

 

Homer: “Oh my sweet n’ savoury tender chilli-

 

Waluigi: “We get it Homer! Just tell us whatcha realised!”

 

Homer: “I think I know the killer!”

 

Waluigi: “Well, tha’s some news… Let’s hear him out.”

 

Homer: “The identity of the killer is none other than the famous…”

 

 

Homer: “Dwayne “the Rock” Johnson!”

 

Notes:

So, we've come to our first conclusion on who the killer is! Does anyone... Agree with Homer??

Anyways, tell me your thoughts; have any of your opinions changed?

Chapter 45: Chapter 3 [T] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

This is a shorter chapter, but I hope you still enjoy! I wonder if you'll find out a thing or two...?

~CHAPTER 45~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

Rescue Gang:

Villager (Minecraft)

Stalin (Real Life)

Mr Krabs (SpongebobSquarepants)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Yellow (Among Us)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Wario (Super Mario)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

Bart Simpson (The Simpsons)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

- Monokuma File #3

- Empty Laxatives

- Milky Water

- Empty Antidepressant Box

- Empty Donut Jar

- Stolen Donut Jar

- Leafy’s Alibi

- Homer’s Alibi

- Chipped Off Piece of Metal

- Yellow Tomatoes

- Smoke Cloud

- Gandhi’s Alibi

- Missing Piece of Film Tape

- Squidward’s Announcement

- Gandhi’s Map Account

- Captives’ Account

- Disappearing Purple Goop #1

- Mr Krabs Cutout

- Sans’ Injury

- Sans’ Alibi

- Squidward’s Behaviour

- Unknown Cause of Death

- State of Squidward’s Blood

- Empty Coin Gun

- Broken Laptop

- Metal Flakes on Katana

- Loose Strings on Basketball Mace

- Basketball Mace

- Missing Smoke Bomb

- Slingshot

- Blood in Crystal

- Disappearing Purple Goop #2

- Trainer Red’s Alibi

- Trainer Red’s Black Eye

- Missing Blobby

- Stained Yellow Tomato

- Stack of Chairs in Cave

- Purple Goop #3

- Broken VR Set

- Portal Gun Safety Mechanism

- Portal Gun Rules

 

 

Homer: “Oh my sweet baby Jesus on a barbecue…”

 

Gandhi: “What is it, Homer?”

 

Homer: “Oh my sweet guacamole flavour tender and mild Christ…”

 

Leafy: “Homer…?”

 

Homer: “Oh my sweet n’ savoury tender chilli-

 

Waluigi: “We get it Homer! Just tell us whatcha realised!”

 

Homer: “I think I know the killer!”

 

Waluigi: “Well, tha’s some news… Let’s hear him out.”

 

Homer: “The identity of the killer is none other than the famous…”

 

Homer: “Dwayne “the Rock” Johnson!”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Red: “Bruh”

 

Trainer Red: “Ignoring that and moving-

 

Homer: “Wait, wait, wait! Lemme prove it to ya’!”

 

Homer: “It’s gotta be Dwayne! I just know it!”

 

Red: “Even for homers dumb ass this is stupid”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed. Let us just carry on and ignore that theory…”

 

Homer: “Wait… C’mon guys! Just listen to me for a split second!”

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhuhu! Did someone say split…? I guess that means it’s time for another one of those scrum debates!”

 

Monokuma: “C’mon everyone! Get into teams based on whether or not you think the killer’s Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson!”

 

-Split Opinion-

 

-Did Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson kill Squidward?-

 

-Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson killed Squidward-

 

-Homer

 

-This Discussion is Idiotic-

 

-Steve - Genius

-Leafy - Loopholes

-Gandhi - Rock

-Sans - Blood

-Trainer Red - Jungle

-Light - Jealous

-Red - among us

-Noob - Teleporter

-Waluigi - Metal

-START-

 

Homer: “Alright… So the killer has to be Dwayne because he hates metal!”

 

Waluigi: “Uhhh… How the heck are we supposed to know he hates metal…?”

 

Homer: “Well… It’s in his name… He’s Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson… Not Dwayne “The METAL” Johnson…”

 

Gandhi: “Although I do admit that alternative name could’ve been quite “metal”, as the young ones say… Most rock fans would seek alliance with metal fans, rather than have such contempt. It’s basic politics.”

 

Homer: “Okay… But what if he felt jealous! Metal is so much cooler than rock after all!”

 

Light: “If he was truly jealous enough to want to put an end to metal, then why would he have targeted Squidward rather than Leafy?”

 

Homer: “Uh… Um…. Maybe… Maybe it’s cos’ Squidward had metal in his BLOOD! Like, copper an’ stuff!”

 

Sans: “uh… i’m pretty sure just about any human can iron in their blood, even dwayne himself, so this argument’s kind of ridiculous…”

 

Homer: “Well what about the missing body?! That’s cos’ Dwayne took it off to the jungle!”

 

Trainer Red: “As far as I’m concerned there is not a jungle in sight.”

 

Homer: “Yeah, that’s true, but… He coulda’ used the teleporter!”

 

Noob: “B-But the teleporter doesn’t work in open air!”

 

Homer: “But it explains aaall the loopholes in our case so far!”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, but those loopholes could have other explanations…”

 

Homer: “Gah… Well, I’d know since I’m a genius!”

 

Steve: “Your motive card, which says that you became a nuclear physicist by accident, proves the idea that you’re a genius to be false.”

 

Homer: “Alright…But he’s the only one among us I can think of that could do it!”

 

Red: “Shut the f up”

 

Everyone: (“This is our answer!”)

 

Red: “Why the hell were we discussing this?”

 

Light: “...”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, I dunno…”

 

Gandhi: “Regardless, we are definitely certain that the killer is not Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson, yes?”

 

Homer: “Certain as a curtain!”

 

Gandhi: “I do not know how certain a curtain is… But regardless, let’s discuss more relevant topics…”

 

Noob: “So… Where were we…?”

 

Waluigi: “We were thinkin’ ‘bout why the killa’ would need a hunk o’ metal…”

 

Waluigi: “But I dunno… Seems’ kinda weird…”

 

Steve: “Yeah… Maybe let’s focus on the other parts of the case before we get straight to that… It seems like there’s a lot to still be answered.”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “If you do not mind, I believe it is necessary to discuss Blobby.”

 

Basil: “..!”

 

Noob: “R-Right… Where is he…?”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red tilted his cap as if to hide his face. Basil peeked at him a little before turning back.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm… That transforming creature was most intriguing, it would be no surprise if it had some relevance to the case.”

 

Light: “Yes, in fact, I am certain it was an aspect of the case.”

 

Light: “Show them, Steven.”

 

Steve: (“Ugh… Don’t act so smug… Why doesn’t he just say so himself…? Does he not know or something?!”)

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Disappearing Purple Goop #1

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “W-Wait, the purple goop on the toilet! That has to be it! That has to be related to Blobby!”

 

Homer: “Purple poop?! Did it really look that bad after I ate those crystals?!”

 

Homer: “I guess you’re right though… It was pretty blobby…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Red: “shut up homer tmi”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed. Steve is not referring to anal semifluids but rather to the disappearing substance that appeared several times during the investigation.”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, some even fell on Trainer Red’s head!”

 

Homer: “Haha! Poophead!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Light: “Homer, I cannot exaggerate how much I wish to write your name in the Death Note…”

 

Light: “If only I had it with me, haha…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Steve: (“Phew… Thank God it’s in my hands…”)

 

Light: “Now, let us consider this purple substance.”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Empty Donut Jar

-Empty Coin Gun

-Purple Goop #3

-Yellow Tomatoes

-Blood in Crystal

-Broken Laptop

 

Waluigi: “So, this purple substance must mean that Blobby must’ve been wandering around, huh…?”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, must’ve been nice for him to have a stroll around in the park!”

 

Sans: “heheh… he’s such a silly little guy…”

 

Homer: “D’awww…”

 

Noob: “Okay, but maybe there’s a more relevant reason he was wandering about…”

 

Waluigi: “Hmm… Maybe the killer forced him to…”

 

Homer: “...!”

 

Homer: “Or maybe Blobby IS the killer!”

 

Sans: “ehhh… that seems pretty unlikely…”

 

Light: “Correct. He could even be dead for all we care.”

 

Leafy: “Hey! We might not be able to find him, but I’m sure he’s perfectly fine!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

 

 

Blood in Crystal -> dead

 

Steve: “I agree with that…”

 

Basil: “W-What?!”

 

Leafy: “D-Dead…? B-Blobby?!”

 

Noob tensed up.

 

Noob: “T-That’s not true Steve, is it…?”

 

Steve: “I-I mean… I can’t say for sure… But, we found an excess amount of blood in the crystal… Way more than Squidward had…”

 

Noob seemed to be panicking now at the thought of Blobby dying, speaking more out of breath.

 

Noob: “B-But Squidward’s blood is blue, right?! That couldn’t have been Blobby’s, which was probably purple!”

 

Light: “Perhaps, but consider that the blood may have been dyed, somehow.”

 

Noob: “Aaaghhh….”

 

Noob began to tense his breath and his heartbeat raised to the point where he could be heard by everyone in the room.

 

Noob: “W-Why would the killer do that to Blobby…? I-Is it my fault…?”

 

Noob tried to breathe but it all came out immediately.

 

Noob: “G-Get me out of here! GET ME OUT!”

 

Waluigi: “Noob! It’s-a okay! Nobody’s gonna hurt you!”

 

Noob: “T-they’re all gonna kill me… ALL OF YOU!”

 

Noob began staring down the clouds towards the ground while crying. He clutched his head as he looked at the fall.

 

Noob: “LET… ME OUT!!”

 

Red: “...”

 

Noob raised himself back up and lifted his arms, while closing his eyes. Suddenly looking quite serene.

 

Leafy: “You know we’re on a floating cloud, Noob! If you fall, you die!”

 

Noob: “I-I don’t care…!”

 

Noob: “...”

 

 

 

Noob: “ALL MY FAULT, ALL MY FAULT, ALL MY FAULT, ALL MY…”

 

 

Noob clenched his teeth and stared down into his oblivion, readying himself…

 

…

 

…

Red ran over to Noob, pulled out his fists, and knocked Noob onto the ground.

 

Red: “Wtf shut the f and stop being so melodramatic”

 

Gandhi: “That’s rather insensitive of you, Red…”

 

Red: “Insensitive i dont care he was litrly bout to kill himself and you guys just stood gawking like ur gonna watch the fireworks”

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Basil suddenly gasped as if he saw something, but stayed silent.

 

Leafy: “H-Hey guys…? What’s that…?”

 

 

Everyone looked around Noob and saw a large bloody wound concealed under his scarf.

 

Noob: “I… I”

 

Noob was gasping for breath.

 

Steve: “W-Who did this to him?!”

 

Sans: “poor kid… jeez…”

 

Leafy: “H-Hey…! Why didn’t you tell us about this, Noobie?!”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “Hehehe… I-It’s nothing…”

 

Steve: "W-Why?! Who did this to you?! Why can't you tell us?!"

 

Light: “Hah… Isn’t it obvious…?”

 

Light closed his eyes as if he was about to reveal something.

 

And then he spoke...

 

 

 

Light: “He didn’t tell us about this because he’s the murderer…”

 

Notes:

Hope you enjoy this chapter! Have any of your theories on the killer changed, and does anyone agree with Light?

I guess we'll have to see next chapter!

Chapter 46: Chapter 3 [U] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

Welcome back to another chapter! Let's get some investigation underway! I wonder if you'll figure out who the killer is this chapter?

~CHAPTER 46~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

Rescue Gang:

Villager (Minecraft)

Stalin (Real Life)

Mr Krabs (SpongebobSquarepants)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Yellow (Among Us)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Wario (Super Mario)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

Bart Simpson (The Simpsons)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

- Monokuma File #3

- Empty Laxatives

- Milky Water

- Empty Antidepressant Box

- Empty Donut Jar

- Stolen Donut Jar

- Leafy’s Alibi

- Homer’s Alibi

- Chipped Off Piece of Metal

- Yellow Tomatoes

- Smoke Cloud

- Gandhi’s Alibi

- Missing Piece of Film Tape

- Squidward’s Announcement

- Gandhi’s Map Account

- Captives’ Account

- Disappearing Purple Goop #1

- Mr Krabs Cutout

- Sans’ Injury

- Sans’ Alibi

- Squidward’s Behaviour

- Unknown Cause of Death

- State of Squidward’s Blood

- Empty Coin Gun

- Broken Laptop

- Metal Flakes on Katana

- Loose Strings on Basketball Mace

- Basketball Mace

- Missing Smoke Bomb

- Slingshot

- Blood in Crystal

- Disappearing Purple Goop #2

- Trainer Red’s Alibi

- Trainer Red’s Black Eye

- Missing Blobby

- Stained Yellow Tomato

- Stack of Chairs in Cave

- Purple Goop #3

- Broken VR Set

- Portal Gun Safety Mechanism

- Portal Gun Rules

 

 

 

Leafy: “H-Hey…! Why didn’t you tell us about this, Noobie?!”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Light: “Hah… Isn’t it obvious…?”

 

Light: “He didn’t tell us about this because he’s the murderer…”

 

Steve: (“Light…! No!”)

 

Steve: “Don’t you dare, Light! That’s not true!”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed… Incriminating as it is, I refuse to believe that!”

 

Light: “Ah… Let me show you…”

 

-Rebuttal Showdown-

 

-State of Squidward’s Blood

-Portal Gun Safety Mechanism

-Disappearing Purple Goop #2

 

Light: “Hmph… Hahahaha…”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha!”

 

Light: “He’s just an idiot kid! An idiot! Or course he wouldn’t know what he was doing!”

 

Light: “Squidward must’ve attacked Noob during his murder attempt…”

 

Light: “And Noob, being such a fool, didn’t even know how to clean up his own blood…”

 

 

-> State of Squidward’s Blood

 

Steve: “If you think the plan was badly executed, think about Squidward’s blood! It was his colour despite Blobby’s blood being mixed in! Not even you know how the killer managed to create such a convincing blue dye!”

 

Light: “Well… That’s true, but children can be imaginative, even if sloppy in execution…”

 

Light: “And besides, with everything else considered…”

 

Light: “There aren't really any other complex components to the case…”

 

 

-> Portal Gun Safety Mechanism

 

Steve; “Have you missed out on something, Light?! The killer also had to figure out how to get the portal gun to work in broad daylight, which was explicitly against its rules!”

 

Light: “Oh… Hmph, it would’ve been nice if someone told me the entire case…”

 

Light: “Perhaps it is more complicated than expected, but…”

 

Light: “With no other directions, we obviously need to start questioning Nubert.”

 

 

-> Disappearing Purple Goop #2

 

Steve: “Allow me to cut through that statement, Light! We have a path of purple goop to follow that could highlight the missing details on the entire case!”

 

Light: “Agh, alright… Let’s put Nubert on the sideline for now.”

 

Light: “Though I have to say you are defending him quite strongly… Are you his accomplice, or perhaps just afraid to admit the truth…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Pinnin’ down the appearance o’ that goop does sound pretty handy… But Noobie, we do deserve an explanation, ya’ know?”

 

Waluigi spun his slightly sweating cap.

 

Waluigi: “Heh… Ya’ wouldn’t hurt someone, would ya’, kid?”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Waluigi looked away, a little downtrodden.

 

Leafy: “This is so suspicious, guys! Why won’t he answer?!”

 

Basil coughed a little to clear his voice and spoke up.

 

Basil: “Hey! J-Just leave him alone!”

 

Basil: “It’s none of his business if he got hurt!”

 

Noob: “T-Thanks…”

 

Noob stood back up and limped over to his seat.

 

Sans: “yeah… let’s just leave the kid alone…”

 

Waluigi: “Though Red better apologise for beatin’ the daylights outta him!”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Nah”

 

Steve: (“What does he mean, ‘nah’...? Red can be such a terrible person at times…”)

 

Steve: (“Noob doesn’t need to tell us whatever hurt him… I’ll still trust him. He can’t be the killer.”)

 

Waluigi: “Righto’! So let’s-a move onto that purple goop! Sounds like a good way to find some leads!”

 

Sans: “huh, alright… so… we…”

 

Sans: “i uh… kinda forgot the deets’, mind telling us steve?”

 

Steve: “Right… So basically, Noob told me that he found some strange purple gel in three cases, which probably has some kind of significance to Blobby the Ditto’s trail.”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… Where did you find this gel?”

 

Steve: (“If I’m correct, we found it in…”)

 

-Select-

- The radio tower bathrooms, the underground, the sky

- The radio tower bathrooms, the pharmacy, the underground

- The arcade, the underground, the warehouse

 

 

 

-> The radio tower bathrooms, the underground, the sky

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “If I’m correct, we found them in the radio tower bathrooms, the underground, and some even fell from the sky. Am I right, Noob?”

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah, sounds about right!”

 

Waluigi: “Oh, an’ by the way, Noobio, you can take it easy this trial if ya’ want. That injury looks pretty bad…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, leave it to us!”

 

Noob: “D-Don’t worry… I-I’ll try my best.”

 

Light: “Ugh… Don’t act like he isn’t off the hook.”

 

Waluigi started blowing raspberries at Light.

 

Light: “Wow, such maturity.”

 

Gandhi: “Diplomatic insults aside, we have reached a new conclusion. Apparently, Blobby had left some of its… skin… in the radio tower bathrooms, underground and even falling from the sky.”

 

Trainer Red: “Furthermore, the fact that they were disappearing and reappearing implies the use of teleportation.”

 

Red: “Aight so the portals prolly had a path through those locations”

 

Homer: “My, my, my, how intriguing…”

 

Basil: “S-So… I guess we can infer that the killer went from those three locations, taking Blobby with them…”

 

Basil: “A-And killing Blobby eventually, as well as Squidward…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Basil sighed helplessly.

 

Homer: “Okaaay… But there’s still just one teensy thing confusing me…”

 

Red: “Everything?”

 

Homer: “Yeah! Everything!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Gandhi: “Homer does have a point, though, some things don’t just line up yet…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah… Like why’d the killer even need Blobby in the first place?!”

 

Light: “Your incapacity to deduce basic conclusions astounds me, Waluigi. It’s fairly obvious why Blobby was necessary.”

 

Steve: (“Yeah, the answer to that of course has to be…”)

 

-Select-

 

- Transformation

- Explosion

- Creating Blood

 

 

-> Transformation

 

Steve: “Of course, Blobby was needed for his transforming abilities. Maybe the killer wanted to create a clone of somebody…”

 

Red: “...”

 

Sans: “huh… so we mighta’ been with someone’s clone this whole time…”

 

Gandhi: “That muddles the case significantly… Does that mean that the killer could’ve just left a clone behind and snuck out to create those portals…?”

 

Waluigi: “Drat! This case sure is a hard one ta’ crack…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Slingshot

-Mr Krabs Cutout

-Basketball Mace

-Trainer Red’s Black Eye

-Squidward’s Behaviour

 

Waluigi: “So… Through the power of a clone…”

 

Waluigi: “The killer coulda’ just snuck out of their group and planned some murderin’!”

 

Gandhi: “So, the Red I was with could’ve just been an impostor the whole time…”

 

Red: “...”

 

Light: “But there is a catch. Despite being able to transform into anything, Ditto can only speak its own name.”

 

Leafy: “Hmmm… Basil’s barely said anything… What if he’s been Blobby this whole time…?”

 

Basil: “H-Hey, I-I can talk…”

 

Leafy: “Oh, that didn’t sound like “Ditto”... Never mind, haha!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Let us also consider that Blobby would only transform if agitated…”

 

Gandhi: “Ah… Therefore, “Blobby” must’ve been agitated into copying the killer…”

 

Sans: “i mean… why do we think he’s gotta copy the killer…”

 

Sans: “it could be any one of us…”

 

Sans: “even squidward…”

 

Noob: “B-But none of us were bothering Blobby…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah he’s too adorable… Whoever killed him is a monster!”

 

 

 

Squidward’s Behaviour -> even squidward

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Red: “U agree with a whole lotta bs steve”

 

Red: “This theory that squidward was copied sounds as underdeveloped as homers hippocampus”

 

Homer: “Hey! Not many of us have campuses for hippos, Mr. Rich Donut Guy!”

 

Homer: “And when I break bad I’m gonna be so rich, I’m gonna fund a hippoversity!”

 

Steve: “U-Umm… Either way, I think the theory actually has more credit than you think it might, Sans told me that Squidward was acting pretty weird after he returned from the tower…”

 

Sans: “yep… he was barely talkin at all… i actually don’t think he spoke a single word to me…”

 

Waluigi: “Woah! So that mighta’ been cos’ that wasn’t even Squidward in the first place!”

 

Sans: “yeah, not only that, but he was acting pretty cranky, aggravated even…”

 

Homer: “Hon, hon, hon… Le Homer says that we’re moving forward at le rapid pace in this investigation!”

 

Red: “Eh… ‘scuse my french but wtf is this theory Steve?”

 

Steve: “Hey, we’ve already established that it’s a perfectly valid-”

 

Red: “L + ratio”

 

-Rebuttal Showdown-

-Missing Piece of Tape

-Gandhi’s Map Account

-Leafy’s Alibi

-Sans’ Injury

-Squidward’s Announcement

 

Red: “Ok srsly u need to set this theory straight cuz right now its bout as straight as basil in a dress on a drag night”

 

Red: “So squidward was ctrl+v’ed by this deformed blob huh?”

 

Red: “I know squidward was as cranky as a steve without his crack cocaine but…”

 

Red: “It makes zero sense that squidward would just go and aggravate that dumbass blob!”

 

 

-> Squidward’s Announcement

 

Steve: “W-Wait, don’t you remember Squidward’s loud announcement, the one he didn’t even set up?! That could’ve been triggered by the killer just to irritate Blobby into turning into Squidward!”

 

Red: “Ok valid that announcement was ear bleeding”

 

Red: “But dontcha remember that blobby could just transform back at free will”

 

Red: “Once the announcement had stopped hed just go back to his normal self”

 

 

-> Missing Piece of Tape

 

Steve: “Hold on! I have a theory!”

 

Red: “Uh huh”

 

Red: “This better not be bull”

 

Steve: “Well… I can’t say for sure, but… Remember that missing piece of tape?”

 

Red: “No, why do you think I’d remember a tiny piece of paper?!”

 

Steve: “Well, I think it’s got a key role to play in the case…”

 

Sans: “huh… so that was able to constantly irritate squidward… er… blobby, huh?”

 

Homer: “But how?! It’s just a lousy piece of paper!”

 

Steve: “Yeah but what if the killer…”

 

-Select-

 

-Threw it

- Smoked it

- Played it

 

Part 2:

- Into Blobby’s ear

- Into Blobby’s mouth

- Into Blobby’s rear

 

 

 

-> Played it into Blobby’s ear

 

Steve: “What if the killer played it into Blobby’s ear?”

 

Leafy: “Uh… Ear? I’m pretty sure Blobby doesn’t even have-

 

Light: “Speak for yourself, Leafy.”

 

Leafy: “Oh, right…”

 

Steve: “Regardless, once Blobby had transformed into Squidward due to the initial announcement, the killer placed the recorder into wherever “Squidward” hears from, and played the tape on loop.”

 

Sans: “uhhh… if that were the case, why wouldn’t blobby just remove it… is he stupid?”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes. Remember that this is a Pokémon of middling sentience, not a human.”

 

Noob: “R-Right?”

 

Trainer Red: “He also probably wasn’t exactly skilled enough at using limbs to dislodge the recorder.”

 

Sans: “right, “squidward” did seem to be messin’ around with his arms a lot, just flailin’ them around…”

 

Sans: “i thought it was just cuz’ he’s an octopus, but yeah, it was a lot more than the norm…”

 

Red: “Sometimes i cant believe how accurate steve’s theories are even if they sound sketchier than youtube 3am videos”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah, I agree… But there’s one thing that’s kinda irking me…”

 

Waluigi: “Why would Squidward record that stuff for the killer… It’s weirdin’ me out…”

 

Steve: (“Hmm… The reason why Squidward would record that… I can only think of one reason why…”)

 

-Select-

 

-Squidward had agreed to record his voice for the killer

-Squidward’s voice was from a past recording

-The killer had recorded Squidward’s voice while he wasn’t looking

 

 

-> Squidward’s voice was from a past recording

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “Come to think about it, Squidward’s voice was probably from a past recording…”

 

Basil: “Hmm… I remember his tape sounding a little… O-Odd…”

 

Noob: “Yeah, it was something like… Ugh, I forgot!”

 

Homer: “Hey, no worries! Homer-man remembers!”

 

Homer: “What Squidward said was…”

 

Homer then put on a perfect imitation of Squidward’s voice.

 

Homerward: “GREETINGS! THIS IS SQUIDWARD FROM THE RADIO TOWER!”

 

Homerward: “MEET OUTSIDE THE RADIO TOWER FOR A MEETING!”

 

Leafy: “Aagh! Not so loud!”

 

Light: “Ughh, have you got a megaphone in your throat…?”

 

Homerward: “SHUT UP BARNACLE-HEAD! I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT!”

 

Gandhi: “How uncannily accurate…”

 

Noob: “I-It’s a little disrespectful though, don’t you think…?”

 

Sans: “yeah…”

 

Waluigi: “Ya’ wouldn’t happen ta’ remember any of ol’ Squiddy’s previous announcements by any chance, Homer?”

 

Homer: “Oh! Sure can do! It went something like…”

 

Homerward: “GREETINGS! THIS IS SQUIDWARD FROM THE RADIO TOWER! WELCOME TO ANOTHER UNBEARABLE AND DESPAIRFUL DAY!”

 

Homerward: “MEET OUTSIDE THE RADIO TOWER FOR A MEETING! I HAVE AN IDEA THAT ALTHOUGH ANNOYING, WILL PROBABLY STOP ANYONE FROM DYING IN THE KILLING GAME!”

 

Gandhi: “How did you even remember that, Homer? I believed you were asleep…”

 

Homer: “I remember even better in my sleep!”

 

Leafy: “That’s my Homie!”

 

Trainer Red: “Regardless, hearing those announcements. It tells us all we need to know.”

 

Noob: “Yeah, the later announcement is just a clip off of the first one!”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… So that first announcement was actually just the killer putting the pieces of a previous announcement together to make something that sounded reasonable. The real Squidward didn’t even want to meet outside the radio tower.

 

Steve: “Exactly, so that announcement was surely by the killer against Squidward’s will.”

 

Basil: “R-Right, I suppose that makes sense…”

 

Light: “So, currently, we’ve determined that Trainer Red’s Ditto was used in an attempt to imitate Squidward, which Sans, foolishly enough, fell for…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Light: “What that does mean, however, is that the murder most likely took place before Sans was knocked out, not after, as you all thought formerly.”

 

Waluigi: “Hey, don’t act like you didn’t think that, too!”

 

Light: “Shut it, furry face.”

 

Waluigi: “Why you little-”

 

Red: “Cant believe u just called him a furry light”

 

Light: “I was referring to his bushy moust-

 

Leafy: “No fighting guys! Only friendship! Even with kinda evil people like Light!”

 

Waluigi spat in Light’s general direction.

 

Gandhi: “Let us ignore these petty arguments and progress the case…”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes. I believe finding the true cause of Squidward's death is the next priority.”

 

Homer: “Righto! Then let’s get cooking!”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Yellow Tomatoes

-Mr Krabs Cutout

-Smoke Cloud

-Stack of Chairs in Cave

-Milky Water

 

Light: “Chances are, Squidward was killed just before that alleged “announcement” was made.”

 

Noob: “Yeah, it’s confusing though… He could’ve been killed anywhere…”

 

Waluigi: “I mean… Could it really be anywhere…?”

 

Waluigi: “Wasn’t all that blood underground…?”

 

Leafy: “I mean… The killer could’ve just moved it….”

 

Gandhi: “Moving blood is not all that easy…”

 

Red: “How tf do you know that gandhi”

 

Gandhi: “I’ve seen my own fair share of bloodshed…”

 

Waluigi: “Puttin’ those morbids thoughts aside, it’s possible the blood was teleported!”

 

Basil: “Oh… so we’re back to square one…”

 

Sans: “ugh… i could do with a coffee break… not that i drink coffee…”

 

Leafy: “Woo-hoo! Break time!”

 

Homer: “Anyone got any donuts…?”

 

 

 

Mr Krabs Cutout -> He could’ve been killed anywhere

 

Steve: “No, that’s wrong!”

 

Noob: “Guh-uh! D-Did I say something weird?!”

 

Steve: “Don’t worry, Noob, nothing suspicious, it’s just that I have an idea as to where Squidward might’ve been killed.

 

Noob: “Huh… So where would that be…?”

 

Steve: “The radio tower balcony.”

 

Sans spat out some imaginary coffee.

 

Sans: “wait, what?!”

 

Light: “Come on, Sans… Is it really that surprising?”

 

Sans: “sorry, i wasn’t payin’ attention to what you guys were talkin’ about… i was just sayin’ that for emphasis…”

 

Gandhi: “Sans… Now’s not the time to be such a… Hmmm, what’s the word…?”

 

Red: “Bonehead”

 

Gandhi: “Not what I was thinking of, but it will suffice.”

 

Light: “Anyways, the theory that Squidward was killed on the radio tower balcony does hold some grounds, especially considering the cutout of “Mr. Krabs” that was most likely assigned there specifically to bait Squidward into going up the tower.”

 

Light: “Furthermore, the theory makes sense when you consider the pathway that the portals took.”

 

Steve: (“Right, the pathway went from the radio tower bathrooms, to the underground, to the sky…”)

 

Trainer Red: “Let’s consider the pathway of the killer.”

 

Trainer Red: “First, the killer teleported to the radio tower bathrooms, killed Squidward in the radio tower balcony, and then what?”

 

Noob: “Well… The body was probably moved, right…? We saw the blood underground, and some was even hidden in a crystal…”

 

Light: “It logically follows that Squidward was teleported to the underground, which means that Squidward died by…”

 

Steve: (“Of course, Squidward died by…”)

 

-Select-

 

- Blunt Force

- Falling

- Poison

 

 

 

-> Falling

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “Squidward must’ve died by falling!”

 

Light: “Let me finish my sentence, Steven.”

 

Gandhi: “To be fair, you were taking an unnaturally long amount of time to finish the sentence, Light…”

 

Light: “I do apologise, Gandhi. I just had to gather my thoughts…”

 

Steve: (“Heh… It’s funny to see Light having a bit of a soft spot for Gandhi… I suppose anyone’s safe in his books if they aren’t “sinners”…”)

 

Basil: “S-So Squidward died by falling, which must be why there was a portal in the sky…”

 

Sans: “ugh… that’s a horrible way to go… he hated heights…”

 

Sans: “Whatever asshole did this to him has this execution comin'...”

 

Leafy: “Eep!”

 

Gandhi: “Now… It wouldn’t be so easy to knock someone such as Squidward off such a tall building.”

 

Sans: “especially with his fear of heights, he seemed to avoid edges…”

 

Trainer Red: “Then, perhaps, let’s discuss how Squidward was knocked off…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Broken Laptop

 

-Coin Gun

-Baseball Mace

-Empty Laxatives

-Slingshot

 

Waluigi: “So… Squiddy was knocked off, huh…”

 

Leafy: “What a tragic way to go! Boo-hoo!”

 

Basil: “I-I wish I still had a chance to thank him for his leadership…”

 

Red: “Stop sulking and get to the case herb kid”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Leave him alone, Red!”

 

Gandhi: “So… Perhaps a projectile was used…”

 

Homer: “Or a gun! Like in Breaking Bad!”

 

Noob: “Or maybe just something closer range, like a sword or katana…”

 

Trainer Red: “But if that was the case, we’d be able to see the killer from the balcony.”

 

Noob: “Right… Then maybe something medium-range, like a yoyo or nunchucks…”

 

Homer: “It’s a gun! I’m tellin’ ya’! “Squiddy Pie” was shot by a gun!”

 

Sans: “hey, don’t call him that…”

 

Homer: “It’s true though! One of the rescue guys had a coin gun!”

 

 

 

Baseball Mace -> medium-range

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Noob: “O-Oh! I got something right!”

 

Steve: “Yeah, maybe not a yoyo or nunchucks exactly, but when I think about the plausible weapons we had to knock someone off a building, a medium range one is the only one that comes to mind.”

 

Leafy: “Oh right, the basketball mace!”

 

Light: “Indeed, if you think about it, it does make sense… A katana would simply stab through Squidward, leaving a trail of blood behind, which, while perhaps pleasing to the killer, wouldn’t be very practical for hiding evidence.”

 

Light: “On the other hand, the slingshot or the coin gun would certainly not have the force to knock Squidward off the building, especially if he wasn’t near the edge.”

 

Waluigi: “So… Essentially, what we’re sayin’ is that the killer knocked Squidward off the radio tower building, set up a portal to teleport him while he was falling, and he was teleported underground where the impact of the fall crushed him, and confused us into thinkin’ he died underground…”

 

Red: “This killer is deranged… Why wouldn’t ya’ just shoot him in his sleep or somethin’...”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, this killer must be totally crazy!”

 

As Leafy and Red had finished their piece, Steve noticed everyone’s heads slowly rotating towards Light.

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… What’s the big deal?!”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “No, seriously… Why are you all looking at me…?”

 

Noob: “Well… Leafy said it… You’re the only one crazy enough to pull off the murder!”

 

Homer: “Hey! I could pull off the murder too!”

 

Red: “no”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… AHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

 

Light: “You really are a bunch of simpleminded, degenerate fools…”

 

Light: “I was locked up THE ENTIRE TIME. There’s no way I could’ve initiated that plan…”

 

Light: “Perhaps you should stop looking at me, and turn your eyes towards those sly, secretive murderers amongst you…”

 

Light: “Although I don’t consider Nubert fully off the hook, the intelligence and coordination of the murder plan only lines up with three of you…”

 

Light: “Which conveniently also happens to be the three of you with the least airtight alibis…”

 

Light: “Ahahahahaha…”

 

Light: “AHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

 

 

 

 

Light: “Trainer Red, Basil and Steven, show me your true colours!”

 

Notes:

So... Who do you think did it: Basil, Trainer Red, Steve, or do you not trust Light's accusation?

Tell me in your comments below! All shall be revealed soon!

Chapter 47: Chapter 3 [V] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

Sorry for the long delay, guys! Hopefully I can make up for it with this longer chapter!
Hope you enjoy!

~CHAPTER 47~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

Rescue Gang:

Villager (Minecraft)

Stalin (Real Life)

Mr Krabs (SpongebobSquarepants)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Yellow (Among Us)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Wario (Super Mario)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

Bart Simpson (The Simpsons)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

- Monokuma File #3

- Empty Laxatives

- Milky Water

- Empty Antidepressant Box

- Empty Donut Jar

- Stolen Donut Jar

- Leafy’s Alibi

- Homer’s Alibi

- Chipped Off Piece of Metal

- Yellow Tomatoes

- Smoke Cloud

- Gandhi’s Alibi

- Missing Piece of Film Tape

- Squidward’s Announcement

- Gandhi’s Map Account

- Captives’ Account

- Disappearing Purple Goop #1

- Mr Krabs Cutout

- Sans’ Injury

- Sans’ Alibi

- Squidward’s Behaviour

- Unknown Cause of Death

- State of Squidward’s Blood

- Empty Coin Gun

- Broken Laptop

- Metal Flakes on Katana

- Loose Strings on Basketball Mace

- Basketball Mace

- Missing Smoke Bomb

- Slingshot

- Blood in Crystal

- Disappearing Purple Goop #2

- Trainer Red’s Alibi

- Trainer Red’s Black Eye

- Missing Blobby

- Stained Yellow Tomato

- Stack of Chairs in Cave

- Purple Goop #3

- Broken VR Set

- Portal Gun Safety Mechanism

- Portal Gun Rules

 

 

Light: “Perhaps you should stop looking at me, and turn your eyes towards those sly, secretive murderers amongst you…”

 

Light: “Although I don’t consider Nubert fully off the hook, the intelligence and coordination of the murder plan only lines up with three of you…”

 

Light: “Which conveniently also happens to be the three of you with the least airtight alibis…”

 

Light: “Ahahahahaha…”

 

Light: “AHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

 

 

Light: “Trainer Red, Basil and Steven, show me your true colours!”

 

Steve: (“Me…?!”)

 

Steve: (“Ugh-I… Well obviously it’s not me…”)

 

Steve: (“Even if it means accusing Trainer Red or Basil, I have to clear my innocence!”)

 

Light: “So, which one of them do you believe to be the killer?”

 

All eyes were off Light now as they had turned to the victims of his accusation. Basil looked especially nauseous, as if he was about to throw up.

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “G-GUYS! IT’S NOT ME! I SWEAR!!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “I didn’t do this.”

 

Steve: “I-It’s not me either! I wouldn’t do something like that…”

 

Homer: “Hmmm… I’m gonna go with my gut, and my gut says…”

 

Homer: “Mmmmm… Donuts…”

 

Waluigi: “Seriously, though! I can’t believe it’s one of you guys! I thought I trusted you…”

 

Waluigi: “But maybe one of YOU was just a villain all along!”

 

Light: “Hypocrite.”

 

Waluigi: “Grrrr….”

 

Gandhi: “I admit it’s hard to believe, but between Basil, Trainer Red and Steven… The only logical option is… Steven… The others are children after all.”

 

Steve: (“How dare he accuse me like that while calling me “Steven”?!”)

 

Waluigi: “I-I… Guess that makes sense… Darn it…”

 

Waluigi: “If it was you, Stevo’... J-Just admit it…”

 

Waluigi: “I don’t wanna hear my friends lie anymore!”

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah I….”

 

Noob tried to say something but fell silent.

 

Steve: “I swear, it’s not me!”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “That’s what I thought you’d say…”

 

Waluigi: “Steve… Look… I’m a numbah’ one liar… A real professional…”

 

Waluigi: “But.. Cuz’ o’ that… I get the vibe that yer’ lyin’...”

 

Steve: “N-No… It’s true, I swear!”

 

Gandhi: “Liars swear too, Steve…”

 

Light: “Ah… It’s refreshing to see the truth come to light… But Steve, I know it’s not you…”

 

Light: “Let’s work together to bring the blame onto the true culprit…”

 

Light: “Hah…”

 

Light: “The true culprit of course, being Basil…”

 

Basil: “I-I…”

 

Steve: (“I-I can’t believe Basil would do this either, but… I need to save myself… It’s not just for me, but if everyone gets it wrong, everyone dies!”)

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Empty Antidepressant Box

-Empty Coin Gun

-Captives’ Account

-Broken VR Set

-Portal Gun Rules

-Trainer Red’s Black Eye

 

Red: “What the hell, Steve?! Whatever you’ve just done, it’s a new low… Even lower than me…”

 

Waluigi: “Why the hell would ya’ just kill Squidward in such a brutal, horrible way! He was our friend!”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “What the hell, man….”

 

Basil: “P-Please, Steve… If there’s anything you can do to defend yourself, say it…”

 

Noob: “Yeah, is there anything you couldn’t have done? Let us know! I don’t wanna believe it’s you! Please!”

 

Waluigi: “Maybe you couldn’t a’ stole the donuts!”

 

Gandhi: “Or perhaps you had a better alibi than we assume.”

 

Homer: “EIther way, we don’t wanna believe it’s you, buddy!”

 

Trainer Red; “...”

 

Trainer Red; “Heh… Perhaps there’s just someone more suspicious…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “I-I…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Light: “My files do indeed seem to indicate so.”

 

 

 

Trainer Red’s Black Eye -> someone more suspicious

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Trainer Red: “Of course, evidently, it’s Bas-”

 

Steve: “No, I was talking about you, Trainer Red. Care to explain that black eye?”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “No.”

 

Sans: “c’mon… even by my standards, that’s a lousy argument….”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Basil: “Come on, Red… Just defend yourself…”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “Heh…”

 

Trainer Red: “Shut up Basil.”

 

Basil: "..."

 

Trainer Red lifted his cap downwards and gave a filthy grimace. One that wasn’t typical from his usual stoical and silent self.

 

 

Trainer Red: “Clearly it’s you, filthy degenerate…”

 

Basil: “U-Ugh…”

 

Waluigi: “H-Hey… Where’s this comin’ from?! I thought you and Basil were friends!”

 

Trainer Red: “Hehehe…. Basil and I have never been friends…”

 

Trainer Red: “It’s honestly been sickening having to put up with him.”

 

Gandhi: “This… This is not the Trainer Red I knew…”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “Trainer Red… Who’s that…? I’m just a nobody…”

 

Trainer Red gave a spiritless laugh, similar to the types that Light would give, but without any meaning behind it. Just a cold vessel of a laugh.

 

Trainer Red: “I think it’s about time I clarify my purpose.”

 

Trainer Red: “I am a being incapable of emotions. In fact, it’d hardly be fair for me to be considered a being at all.”

 

Trainer Red: “My only purpose is perfection. If I cannot be perfect, then I hold no purpose.”

 

Trainer Red tilted his head towards Basil as his composure broke.

 

Trainer Red: “Then don’t you think a freak like Basil who acts only on emotions is the antithesis to my purpose?!”

 

Steve: (“W-What’s happened to him…? Why is he acting like this… I-Is something wrong with him…?”)

 

Steve: (“I don’t know whether he’s speaking truth or lies… I don’t know if it’s him or Basil… But regardless… I need to find out the truth!”)

 

-Mass Panic Debate-

 

-Missing Smoke Bomb

-Empty Laxatives

-Gandhi’s Map Account

-Slingshot

-Broken VR Set

 

1: Trainer Red: “Isn’t it obvious…? I’ve never truly cared for any of you this whole time…”

2: Gandhi: “That black eye of Trainer Red’s evidently raises some concern…”

3: Waluigi: “Everyone better stop arguin’ with each otha!”

3: Light: “I actually agree with the moustached scum for once, we’ve lost sight of the main objective.”

2: Leafy: “Yeah, maybe it was left behind because he was the killer!”

1: Trainer Red: “Out of anyone here, the only one I can agree with is Light…”

3: Noob: “Yeah… There are loads of things that we haven’t even talked about…”

2: Homer: “It might not be that bad! Maybe it was just the killer attacking him!”

1: Trainer Red: “But I’ve grown sick of you and all your hypocrisies. The killer can only be that piece of writhing filth that you call Basil.”

3: Noob: “Like why for example, did nobody see Squidward falling!”

2: Gandhi: “Hmmm… If that were the case, I suspect he’d elaborate on the injury…”

3: Sans: “right… one of us ought to have seen him….”

 

 

 

Missing Smoke Bomb -> one of us ought to have seen him

 

Steve: “No, that’s wrong!”

 

Trainer Red: “Hmph… It’s no surprise that you’d disagree with me…”

 

Steve: “N-No, I was referring to Sans.”

 

Sans: “huh? Little ol’ me? it was kinda hard to tell from all the people talking at once…”

 

Steve: “Well, I was just gonna say that while Basil and Trainer Red are our primary suspects, we can’t determine which one it is until we go into more detail…”

 

Basil: “I-I s-swear… It’s neither of us!”

 

Steve: (“W-Wait…? Basil’s supporting Trainer Red, despite how cruel Trainer Red’s been to him… That’s kind of odd…”)

 

Noob: “Even still… Sans has a point… It’s kinda weird that none of us saw Squidward falling… Especially when he was so loud…”

 

Steve: “Exactly, but that’s why I have a solution; the smoke bomb.”

 

Steve: “None of us could see him, since the killer obscured his body with the smoke bomb.”

 

Gandhi: “Ah, so that smoke cloud we saw during the announcement was actually the exact time of death!”

 

Light: “Furthermore, that seems to answer the redundancy in playing Squidward’s announcement to agitate Ditto when the killer could’ve just used the tape we mentioned earlier.”

 

Light: “Squidward’s announcement was so horribly loud that it must’ve blocked out the sound of Squidward screaming.”

 

Leafy: “Oh, so that’s why the announcement was played instead of the tape!”

 

Sans: “uh… it’s nice to have the time of death and all, but i dunno if that actually brings us any closer to solvin’ the case…”

 

Leafy: “Which of em’ is it?! The emo, or the other emo?!”

 

Red: “My bets on the emo.”

 

Trainer Red: “Nobody wants to hear you talk.”

 

Steve: “Come on everybody! Let’s just focus on the evidence! The killer comes later!”

 

Leafy: “If you say so… I mean, are you sure you aren’t just trying to deflect, Stevie?!”

 

 

Steve: “Ugh… Can everyone just listen…?”

 

Light: “I sympathise with you, Steve. Wrangling this heap of dirty chickens to do what you want is harder than it sounds.”

 

Steve: “Don’t sympathise with me Light…”

 

Waluigi: “Don’t worry, yer’ good! Light’s incapable of sympathy after all!”

 

Light: “Wise words coming from a bank robber.”

 

Waluigi: “Wise words comin’ from a SERIAL KILLER!”

 

Homer: “Yaaawnnn…”

 

Gandhi: “Could you two… Politely speaking… “Shut up” please…”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Apologies, Gandhi…”

 

Sans: “so… what loopholes are we missing, guys?”

 

Homer: “Ooh! Ooh! Donuts! Donuts have a hole and I’m pretty sure it loops!”

 

Leafy: “That’s a great suggestion, Homery! But I think the dye might be a better place to start!”

 

Noob: “Oh, right, the dye…”

 

Trainer Red: “Heh… Proceed as you may, it’ll only bring you closer to Basil…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “W-Why are you… This isn’t you…”

 

Basil: “Trainer Red is… A good person, he’s…”

 

Basil: “He wouldn’t do this… HE WOULDN’T DO THIS!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil gasped and let’s some air out, before…

 

Basil: “It’s not me it’s not him it’s not me it’s not him it’s not me it’s not him it’s not-

 

Light: “Are we done yet…?”

 

Basil: “IT’S NOT ME IT’S NOT ME IT’S NOT ME IT’S NOT ME IT’S NOT ME-

 

Noob: “...”

 

Light: “Let’s just ignore the schizo and get on with the case.”

 

Trainer Red: “Heh. Well said.”

 

Leafy: “So… How do you think the killer made the dye…?”

 

 

Red: “idk guess well discuss that”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Empty Laxatives

-Milky Water

-Empty Donut Jar

-Empty Coin Gun

-Stained Yellow Tomato

 

Homer: “Hehehe… So blood is made of haemoglobin, right?!”

 

Gandhi: “Haemoglobin, I believe…”

 

Sans: “human anatomy sure is weird…”

 

Light: “Well, actually, Squidward was a cephalopod, so the cause of the pigment in his blood would be haemocyanin.”

 

Homer: “Meh… EIther way, the killer jus’ got some hemo-whatever and poured it over little Blobby’s blood! And boom! Blue blood!”

 

Leafy: “It’s such a tragedy what happened to Blobby…”

 

Light: “Homer… Your theory doesn’t hold water when you consider there are no other hemocyanin producing organisms on this island…”

 

Light: “It’s more likely a substitute compound was used with a similar pigment.”

 

Basil: “IT’S NOT ME IT’S NOT ME IT’S NOT ME IT’S NOT ME IT’S NOT ME IT’S NOT ME IT’S NOT ME IT’S NOT ME IT’S NOT ME!”

 

Waluigi: “Maybe we should focus on Basil… He’s kinda’ having a panic attack here…”

 

Noob: “Yeah…”

 

 

 

Empty Donut Jar -> substitute compound was used

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Light: “I’m glad to see that someone, alongside Trainer Red, has some common sense.”

 

Waluigi: “Don’t ya’ try and twist his words!”

 

Steve: “There was just something you were saying that was kind of interesting, Light.”

 

Light: “And that would be…?”

 

Steve: “Well, you mentioned that Squidward’s blood is coloured blue due to haemocyanin, so it kind of made me think of the cyanide from the donuts from earlier…”

 

Steve: “Is it possible that the killer could produce a blue pigment from cyanide?!”

 

Light: “Well, of course… We’d need to look into atomic spectrometry to look into that…”

 

Homer: “Which obviously I’m a genius at!”

 

Light: “But, in a nutshell, yes… But it wouldn’t be easy to just produce haemocyanin with cyanide alone; chemistry, of course, is not that simple.”

 

Homer: “Curse you chemistry!”

 

Light: “Ignore him. Regardless, there's a similar blue pigment that is derived from cyanide.”

 

Basil: “Oh, prussian blue, right? I-It’s where the “cyan” in cyanide comes from.”

 

Trainer Red: “Care to explain why you know so much about cyanide, Basil?”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “I-I was reading a book a-about p-plants and the importance of cyanide in defending them… I-It’s like the natural defensive poison of p-plants…”

 

Leafy: “Uh huh, suuuuure buddy!”

 

Sans: “eh… cut him some slack… he’s the ultimate botanist… and cyanide it even in apple seeds and stuff so i don’t doubt him.”

 

Light: “Well, regardless of whether or not Basil is the killer, we nonetheless have to consider whether making the dye was plausible or not…”

 

Red: “Btw homer who did you sell the donuts to?”

 

Homer: “Uh… Head empty…”

 

Red: “Wtf how convenient”

 

Gandhi: “For the killer…”

 

Noob: “Okay… So, to make this Prussian Blue thing… What other stuff would you need…?”

 

Light: “Well, it’s fortunate that I have this.”

 

Light randomly pulled a chemistry notebook out of his bag, which he somehow had this whole time? He opened the pages and flickered through its contents before landing on a page.

 

Light: “Ah right, Prussian Blue, composed of potassium ferrocyanide and iron(III), perhaps most commonly found as rust.”

 

Light: “Furthermore, high levels of energy may have been needed for the reaction in the first place… But that’s where my theory was derived from; one of you mentioned a blue powder at the theme park rides.”

 

Light: “So I believe the presence of that powder suggests that the ride was used to create the Prussian Blue pigment, as a sort of heat and energy generating catalyst.”

 

Steve: (“Hmm… The fact that there was blue powder on the theme park rides seems to suggest that this pigment was actually made… But, is it actually possible?”)

 

Noob: “So the killer must’ve needed rust and uh… Potassium, right?”

 

Homer: “Banana!”

 

Light: “Yes, essentially, Nubert. Now it’s obviously a bit more complicated, but those are the essential components.”

 

Light: “Now, since I don’t want to take all the spotlight, I’ll let Steven decide whether it was possible to obtain these two components or not.”

 

Steve: (“Hmm… Okay, rust and potassium… I believe it should be possible…”)

 

-Where did the killer obtain the rust?-

 

-The Pharmacy

-The Arcade

-The Mines

 

 

-> The Mines

 

Steve: “So, firstly, the old minecarts could’ve worked quite well for obtaining the rust. I know myself that minecarts can get pretty rusty.”

 

Steve: (“But for the potassium, it’s slightly more complex…”)

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Stained Yellow Tomatoes

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “I got it! Leafy; you said you were high in potassium, right?!”

 

Leafy: “Obviously not when I’m made of metal like I am now, but yeah, super rich!”

 

Steve: “Well, remember how the yellow tomatoes had a green stain on them, and how the killer extracted some of Leafy’s metal?”

 

Steve: “The killer must’ve converted it back to leaf with the tomato, and used the potassium rich contents to form the pigment Light was talking about earlier.”

 

Light: “Prussian blue.”

 

Steve: “Who cares; whatever it is, it’s inferior to lapis.”

 

Light: “Of course you’d say that. Regardless, I think we have our answer as to why Leafy had her metal extracted.”

 

Trainer Red: “Well now, isn’t it obvious that the killer is Basil? He knew so much about the pigment after all.”

 

Basil: “W-Why…? WHY ME?!”

 

Basil: “STOPBEINGMEANSTOPBEINGMEANSTOP-

 

Trainer Red: “Ignore the killer’s insolence. Regardless, it is clear that he’s the only one amongst us who could actually synthesise such a complex dye…”

 

Waluigi: “Hey! Don’t just ignore Light! He’s right over there!”

 

Trainer Red: “Light’s out of the question. He was locked up.”

 

Gandhi: “Unfortunately, Trainer Red has a point… There is nobody to suspect but Basil…”

 

Red: “And his breakdowns are only provin’ the point…”

 

Noob: “C-Come on guys! It can’t be him!”

 

Steve: “Yeah… Although all evidence points to him; I can’t believe it’s Basil… He wouldn’t hurt a fly…”

 

Light: “I would be highly sceptical of that information, Steven. I think it’s clear that Basil can hurt much more than just a fly…”

 

Steve: “T-That’s not true…”

 

Trainer Red: “You are far into denial, Steven.”

 

Light: “Heh… Hahaha…”

 

Light: “Perhaps now would be the time to reveal it; right, Trainer Red?”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “D-Don’t…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Basil: “D-Don’t y-you dare…!”

 

Trainer Red: “.....”

 

Light: “Trainer Red?”

 

Trainer Red: “Basil murdered his best friend's sister.”

 

Red: “Nah bro”

 

Waluigi flung himself off the seat.

 

Waluigi: “DO YA’ ACTUALLY THINK WE’RE FALLIN’ FOR THAT DUMBASS?!”

 

Waluigi: “The only murderer here is you!”

 

Red: “and me”

 

Waluigi: “Whatever, shut the hell up, Light! Basil is not a murderer!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Light: “Ahahaha…”

 

Light: “Waluigi, look at his face. I implore you; does that look like a face of innocence, or some kind of mixture of guilt and denial?”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

And Light was right, Basil’s face…

 

 

Did not look like the face of an innocent man…

 

Steve: “...”

 

Waluigi: “B-Basil… Why?!”

 

 

Waluigi:: “Come on! There has to be a reason! What the hell’s goin’ on!”

 

Basil: “.....”

 

Trainer Red: “Allow me to explain.”

 

Trainer Red: “Basil did not kill someone out of tactical necessity or justice. He did it out of emotion, the very sickness of the soul.”

 

Basil: “...!”

 

Trainer Red: “Heheheh… Let this be a lesson as to how emotion corrodes our very being. I seek an emotionless world, where people act on logic alone.”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “People who do sick things out of emotion oppose the essence of my being.”

 

Sans: “what the hell… not just basil, but trainer red too… what the hell is wrong with you all?”

 

Sans: “i can’t trust anyone anymore, not even myself…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “We’re all just sick people, aren’t we…?”

 

Light: “Indeed… But Trainer Red and I have found allegiance in our similar ideals; we seek a world of only justice and logic. Together, we can banish the sickness of the weak and create an ideal world.”

 

Light: “All you need to do is embrace us, Steve.”

 

Steve: “Embrace you?! Impossible… It’s not like you two are any better…”

 

Red: “Yeah, and I ain’t hugging your sweaty armpits either, Light.”

 

Light: “I use deodorant, Red.”

 

Steve: “Ugh… Who the hell cares anymore… Let’s just finish this trial…”

 

Steve angrily slammed his hands on the seat and accidentally broke a few chips off it.

 

Steve: “B-Basil, j-just why?! Maybe you’re not the person who I thought you were…”

 

Steve: “I swear, everyone in this killing game is just scum…”

 

 

Noob: “W-Wait!”

 

Noob: “H-Hold on, I-I actually d-don’t think it’s Basil…”

 

Light: “Look, Noob, I appreciate your theories, but now’s not the time for-

 

Noob: “Everyone! LISTEN TO ME! It’s not Basil! I-It just can’t be! I don’t believe it!”

 

 

-Split Opinion-

 

-Did Basil kill Squidward?-

 

 

-Basil didn’t kill Squidward-

-Noob - Emotion

 

-Basil Killed Squidward-

-Steve

-Gandhi

-Waluigi

-Red

-Light

-Homer

-Sans

-Trainer Red

-Leafy

-Basil

 

 

Gandhi: “It cannot be denied that all logic coincides with Basil being the killer.”

 

Noob: “B-But Basil’s our friend! It can’t be him… I-I won’t let it!”

 

Leafy: “But isn’t it obvious! Basil’s totally the killer! He’s even a murderer!”

 

Noob: “I-I don’t care! I believe in him!”

 

Homer: “Come on Noobio! It’s the only option that makes sense!”

 

Noob: “I don’t care if it makes sense or not, I trust Basil, and that’s all that matters!”

 

Sans: “sometimes crap happens… we don’t have a choice but to accept the truth…”

 

Noob: “But this isn’t the truth, it can’t be, because I refuse to doubt my friend!”

 

Waluigi: “I don’t wanna believe it either… But Basil’s the only possibility…”

 

 

Noob: “No! I refuse that! Basil wouldn’t dare to hurt any of us!”

 

Trainer Red: “Hehehehe… Care to explain the black eye then…?”

 

Noob: “I-I…”

 

Trainer Red: “See. Sometimes you can’t rely on blind faith alone, idiot.”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Come on, Noobie! Come up with somethin’! Please!”

 

Trainer Red: “See. Basil injured me. You really can’t say that he’s incapable of hurting someone.”

 

Trainer Red: “In fact, that’s a rather bold statement to make about a murderer.”

 

Waluigi: “Ya’ know what?! If you guys are gonna beat Noob down like this for havin’ beliefs, then I’m not on yer’ side!”

 

Waluigi: “Lemme back ya’ up with facts, Noobie!”

 

 

-Waluigi has joined Noob’s side with justify

 

 

Light: “Well, why don’t you care to justify the black eye, then?”

 

Waluigi: “Well, obviously, if ya’ look at how Trainer Red was treating Basil, it only makes sense that he’d panic and hurt him, but it doesn’t mean he’s the killer! It’s not that hard to justify!”

 

Red: “Alright, Waluigi. You claimed that you’d take a logical approach but all I’m seein’ is you justifyin’ things with raw emotion…”

 

Noob: “Hey! He’s being logical! Sometimes facts are found deep-rooted in emotion!”

 

Steve: “Let’s not forget what happened in Gundham’s case… Sometimes even the best people turn out to be the killers…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Gah… Why can’t I refute that…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “he’s right… sometimes… there’s not really a way out but to kill someone…”

 

Sans: “maybe… we should just give up and get to the voting… i’m sick of this game…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “i just want to know… why… why basil?”

 

Sans: “Why the hell did you kill him?!!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Homer: “...”

 

Homer: “Ugh…”

 

Homer: “SHUT IT DUMBASSES! Homer knows best!”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “what?”

 

Homer: “I can’t stand seeing people get falsely accused like this! It’s ludicrous! Inconceivable!”

 

Homer: “Les’ go an’ find out who the real killer is! I have the perfect refutation!”

 

 

-Homer has joined Noob’s side with true

 

 

Basil: “B-But… Everyone else is saying it’s m-me so… I-It has to be true…”

 

Homer: “No siree! The only thing that’s true is that the universe is a donut!”

 

Homer: “Why don’t we quit the accusations and start talking about the one thing we have no hypothesis for! How the portals were formed in the air!”

 

Leafy: *Gasp*

 

Leafy: “Homer! You’re a genius!”

 

Homer: “No need to tell me stuff I already know!”

 

Red: “He may be an inbecile but tbf this is valid.”

 

Gandhi: “It is true… We haven’t discussed how the portals were formed in the air yet…”

 

Trainer Red: “Well. I suppose there is no harm in doing so. It’ll only confirm further that Basil is the killer.”

 

Steve looked over at Basil who was now struggling to breathe. As he inspected him he realised he was holding his hand in pain.

 

Steve: “Basil… Are you alright…? I know this is a lot for you…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “E-Everything is going to be okay…”

 

Basil took a deep, yet somehow shallow breath.

 

Noob: “L-Let’s leave him be… He’s stressed out and stuff… So… I-I’d leave him a-alone…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Light: “Alright. Let us proceed. The consensus is that the killer formed a portal in the air, yet we have no agreement on how the killer did that.”

 

Homer: “That’s true! Let’s go get that dirty, stinkin’, donut breath killer!”

 

Red: “Bruh that implies its u”

 

Homer: “Doh… Let us just proceed… It is imperative…!”

 

Steve: (“W-Why is Homer talking like this…? His language gets randomly verbose sometimes…”)

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

-Empty Antidepressant Box

-Stolen Donut Jar

-Blood in Crystal

-Broken VR Set

-Slingshot

-Portal Gun Rules

 

Gandhi: “So… How exactly did the killer create the portal in the sky?”

 

Homer: “Hmmm… Let’s use our little brainies!”

 

Leafy: “Ooh! Did someone say it’s thinking time!”

 

Sans: “no…?”

 

Leafy: “Well, I don’t care, it’s thinking time!”

 

Leafy: “Hmm…”

 

Leafy: “Eureka! The killer must’ve hacked the machine!”

 

Waluigi: “Ya’ might be onto somethin’! The killer has shown themselves to be pretty intelligent, after all!”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahahaha!You’re in the spotLIGHT, Light!”

 

Light: “Oh, how I love the onion man's puns. They reek of poetic finesse…”

Leafy: “You needed to be surrounded in a room with four corners, right? Like the radio tower bathroom with its door…”

 

Sans: “hmmm…”

 

Sans: “i’m thinkin’ maybe the killer covered up the sky with something with four corners… like maybe went in a sky… box?”

 

Noob: “Uhm… Maybe you can have a Sky Box for Wifi, but… I don’t think you can have an actual box in the sky…”

 

Sans: “shoot… there goes my best theory…”

 

Gandhi: “Excuse me, but what is Wifi…?”

 

Red: “Boomer”

 

Gandhi: “...?”

 

Homer: “Hmm… I think I have an idea!”

 

Homer: “Maybe the killer hid in the bathroom door and fired the laser…”

 

Homer: “And then used something reflective to bounce the lazer back, then opened the door, and the portal beam flew right out!”

 

Leafy: “Oooh! I think Homserberg’s cooking with this theory!”

 

Gandhi: “Who let “little bro” cook?”

 

Red: “The only thing that’s cooking is the last few remaining neurons in his flabby toasty head”

 

 

Slingshot -> used something reflective

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Steve: “In fact, Homer, you are crazily on the money with that theory. Apart from the Higgs Boson, that was probably your best finding yet.”

 

Leafy: “Yay for Homie!”

 

Homer: “Woo-hoo!”

 

Steve: “In fact… I believe this evidence is enough to determine exactly who the killer is…”

 

Steve: (“The killer… Crazy as it might be, it’s all been leading up to this… And now, I’ll have to engage with this person in a battle of truth and lies…”)

 

Gandhi: “So, who is it…? Basil… Or Trainer Red…?”

 

Steve: “The killer is none other than…”

 

-Select Someone-

 

...

Notes:

So... Steve's about to select the killer?

Are you all agreed on who it is?! Tell me who you'd select!

Chapter 48: Chapter 3 [W] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

Hi guys, welcome back to another chapter! Here, we'll finally reveal who Steve thinks the killer is! Will he be right, or is he wrong?!

It's up to you guys to decide!

~CHAPTER 48~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

Rescue Gang:

Villager (Minecraft)

Stalin (Real Life)

Mr Krabs (SpongebobSquarepants)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Yellow (Among Us)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Wario (Super Mario)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

Bart Simpson (The Simpsons)

 

 

Steve: “The killer is none other than…”

-Select Someone-

 

...

 

...

 

...

 

 

-> Homer

 

Steve: (“Heh… I had my suspicions when Light mentioned the powder in the theme park; the one place Homer happened to be before the murder, but now everything’s lining up...”)

 

Steve: “Homer Simpson, The Ultimate Nuclear Physicist. You’re the only one, aren’t you?”

 

Waluigi: “WHAAAAAAT?!”

 

Leafy: “Hahahaha… Don’t mess around, Stevie!”

 

Homer: “M-ME?? Nyehehehehe…. Inconceivable…”

 

Red: “Wtf r u actually telling me that homer effectively synthesised prussian blue dye and came up with this genius plan?!”

 

Red: “Please take a break from the crack, Steve…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, please take a break from the… Uh… Whatever “crack” is?”

 

Steve: (“Leafy… You sweet, yet mildly bitter Summer child…”)

 

Sans: “uh… i know steve’s idea sounds pretty out there… but uh… hasn’t homer been acting pretty weird lately…?”

 

Sans: “like, i dunno… using more big words than usual and stuff…?”

 

Homer: “Nyehehehehe… There’s been nothing unprecedented about me behaviour! Nothing whatsoever! DONUTS, WALTUH’, DOH, MURICA’! Am I right, nyehehe…?”

 

Leafy: “Homer! You don’t need to use big words like this! That’s only making yourself look more suspicious!”

 

Steve: “Homer, by trying to help us, ended up revealing himself as the killer.”

 

Leafy: “Wha-how?!”

 

Steve: “Remember, the killer needs something reflective to bounce the laser.”

 

Leafy: “Uh… And…? There’s plenty of glass around!”

 

Steve: “Yeah, but consider the fact that the laser would move really quickly, so the reflective substance would have to be shot out of something, like a slingshot.”

 

Steve: “Interestingly enough, we found some crystal shards on the slingshot.”

 

Leafy: “Uh…? So what if a crystal was used?! That still doesn’t point to Homer!”

 

Steve: “Well, Homer… Had been keeping a crystal inside his mouth this whole time.”

 

Steve: “I thought he was just being an idio- I-I mean… himself… but actually, it was a tactic to spit out the crystal later and use it as a reflective projectile to get to the portal in the sky.”

 

Red: “holy hell i think hes moved onto heroin”

 

Light: “Hmmm… That’s quite a fascinating strategy… The saliva may’ve further raised the refractive index of the crystal.”

 

Red: “Ok wtf even Light is buying this bull”

 

Leafy: “Hey… Lemme set something straight for you! My buddy Homery would never kill someone! He might not be the brightest, but he would never hurt someone!”

 

Homer: “Nyehehehehe… Indeed, the mere thought of applying surface tension to a Musca Domestica is downright implausible!”

 

Leafy: “See, he might sometimes say total blabbering nonsense, but he really doesn’t mean any harm…”

 

Steve: (“…”)

 

Steve: (“What the hell is up with Homer…? Regardless, Leafy’s definitely in the wrong here… The one thing that’s throwing me off, though, is that Homer had actually been surprisingly helpful near the ending in terms of guiding us towards HIM being the killer…”)

 

Sans: “i am so confused… why has homer turned into jimmy neutron…?”

 

Leafy: “Hey! Don’t insult the Homie like that!”

 

Homer: “Affirmative! Permit us to bifurcate your linguistic strings!”

 

Leafy: “Awww! Homer! Such a silly goofball with his funny made up words!”

 

-Team Rebuttal Showdown!-

 

-Stack of Chairs in Cave

-Broken Laptop

-Sans’ Alibi

-Empty Coin Gun

-Broken VR Set

 

-Sans and Steve vs Leafy and Homer!-

 

Leafy: “Homer couldn’t be the killer! It’s simply impossible!”

'Leafy: “Think about it! He couldn’t beat Sans to a pulp with his flabby arms!”

'Homer: “Affirmative! My limb constitution is primarily adipose! The molar concentration of proteins in my hands is so negligible that it could not crack even the smallest dent in Sans’ calcium rich skull!”

 

 

-> Broken Laptop

 

Sans: “w-wait… who said i was hit by someone with their bare hands…? somethin’ else was prolly’ used, like… i dunno… the broken laptop that jus’ happened to have ketchu… er blood on it.”

 

Leafy: “Well, what about that Mr Krabs cutout, huh?”

 

Leafy: “You can’t explain how the killer just got that outta nowhere! If this was actually a master plan done by Homer, then it would’ve relied on the capsule machine randomly breaking!”

 

Homer: “Indeed, the possibility of forcing the machine to break is inconceivable, hence my plan could not be as intricately crafted as once assumed! NYEHEHEHEHEHEH!”

 

 

-> Empty Coin Gun

 

Steve: “Hey, you were hiding behind the crate, when the machine broke. What if that wasn’t just a coincidence, but you were firing the coin gun to leak all of the capsules out?”

 

Homer: “Well, well, well… Acting like a squirming miniature Mustelid, aren’t we? Well, you’ll realise that there is a most impossible element to this so-called plan of mine, is that right, Leafy?”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “Er… Wha’s he saying?”

 

Homer: “Bah, unruly henchman! My point is that blood located in the crystal would’ve been impossible to conceal for such an utmost short fellow such as myself!”

 

 

-> Stack of Chairs in Cave

 

Sans: “i’m kinda findin’ it hard to keep track of what you’re sayin’, but uh… i’m pretty sure that there wasn’t a huge stack of chairs… so hidin’ the blood in the crystal up there wouldn’t have been too difficult…”

 

Homer: “Hmph… And how precisely do you suggest I obtained all those featherless quadrupeds that plebeians might insist on calling a “chair”?!”

 

Red: “Hol up lemme try somethin”

 

Red: “Presto bingo”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Nvm this is embarrassing”

 

Leafy: “Wait! You have to say it with a little more oomph! It’s more like…”

 

Leafy: “Presto binggooooooo!”

 

And as soon as Leafy said that, eight seats fell out of the sky, including one on Homer’s head.

 

Leafy: “Oops! Sorry Homery! I’ll make sure not to abuse this power!”

 

Sans: “ok guess that answers that… that same uh… magic words that monokuma used to summon chairs earlier seems ta’ work for others on this island too.”

 

Monokuma: “D’awww! I’m practically blushing! I’m so glad you used my special, island exclusive spell to carry out a murder! Puhuhuhu!”

 

Leafy: “Aww! You’re welcome, Monokuma!”

 

Trainer Red: “Don’t engage with the bear.”

 

Leafy: “Oh right… I forgot he was evil…”

 

Steve: “So… To summarise… Other than Basil, Trainer Red and I, Homer was the only one without an alibi, and he just so happened to be in all of the places where the murder plans were carried out.”

 

Steve: “He was able to beat up Sans with the laptop, he was sneaking behind the crates in the warehouse, probably with a coin gun, when all the capsules broke, and he’d be able to hide the blood in the crystals by using Monokuma’s chair spell.”

 

Gandhi: “Hmph… This lines up towards Homer being the killer… And it’s true, he is acting very strange… But… I’m just… Confused…”

 

Gandhi: “It just doesn’t make sense…”

 

Homer: “Ohohohoho! It’s rather foolish of you to assume that I’ve finished my defence! See, the entire concept of rendering me the murderer follows an unfounded basis!”

 

Homer: “Are you aware of the Captives’ Account! Their statements deny the existence of my presence in the radio tower in the first place! Dohohohohoho!”

 

“Homer” gave off a pompous, agitated laugh, before pressing the crane machine and bringing Professor Oak up from the ground.

 

Oak: “Agh! Where am I? Who am I? What age am I?”

 

Homer: “Ah yes! Vibrant young man! Explicate to me, did you, or did you not see a suspicious, yellow and astoundingly thin fellow lurking about in the higher reaches of the radio tower?!”

 

Oak: “Er… Um… I don’t… Remember…”

 

Homer: “Bah! These thoughtless old fools!”

 

Homer lowered the crane again.

 

Homer: “Regardless, my proclamation still proudly stands! Nyeheheheh… You have no explanation as to how I devilishly escaped your grasp whilst you weren’t looking!”

 

Steve: (“Ugh… Um… Right, Homer was with me at the time of murder, rather than at the radio tower!”)

 

Steve: (“Even though he’s been acting… Not himself… And it really does feel like he’s the killer, but do I have a counter-argument to that…?”)

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Steve: (“Wait a second…”)

 

Steve: (“Was Homer actually with me at the time of murder…?”)

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

 

-> Empty Laxatives

-> Milky Water

 

Steve: “Earlier, we concluded that Squidward died just after “Squidward’s” annoucement, right?”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… Correct…”

 

Steve: “At first, I thought Homer was with me when that happened… But actually, he was in the bathroom.”

 

Steve: “He had taken laxatives by accident, and was supposedly… Uh… Pooping out that crystal he’d eaten…”

 

Leafy: “Hey?! Doesn’t this clear Homer! If he had taken laxatives and was pooping out the crystal, doesn’t that mean that it couldn’t be him!”

 

Leafy: “He wouldn’t have the crystal anymore, and he was too busy using the bathroom, so he must’ve had an alibi!”

 

Steve: “Yeah… But what if he didn’t actually take laxatives.”

 

Homer: “What?! How absurd!”

 

Red: “Oh… Maybe that explains the milky water…”

 

Steve: “The fact that the water was milky seems to suggest that the laxatives that Homer supposedly took were swapped with the water; so he wasn’t foolishly taking laxatives as we thought, but coming up with an excuse to carry out his plan!”

 

Steve: “He must’ve set up the portal chain beforehand, so that he could enter the pharmacy bathroom, teleport to the radio tower, then to the mines whilst setting up a portal in the sky, and then to the mines.”

 

Leafy: “Hold up! You must’ve heard some sounds from Homer while he was pooping! Some “AUUUGHHHSSS” and “OWWWWWWSSS”, right?!”

 

Red: “Leafy please shut the up”

 

Steve: “Well… Do I really have to explain this…?”

 

Steve: “I did hear moaning from Homer… But it stopped just two minutes before the announcement was played. Those two minutes of silence was probably his opportunity to carry out his murder.

 

Leafy: “Wow! Well timed Homery!”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “W-Wait! You’re the killer then… No way!”

 

Homer: “Nyehehehehe… heh… heh…”

 

Homer: “B-B-B-B-ut… What about the VR Headset…? Weren’t the VR glasses replaced with regular glasses…?”

 

Homer: “W-Which means I can’t be the killer cos’ I don’t even wear glasses!”

 

Light: “Hmph… You don’t normally need glasses, but perhaps in your current form, you might.”

 

Steve: (“C-Current form…? Is he referring to…?”)

 

Light held up his chemistry book.

 

Leafy: “Yeah… Come on, Homery! What does the title of the book say?! It’s pretty clear! Read it out!”

 

Homer: “Errr… Ummm… “A Chemist’ Guide to Donuts”...? Nyehehehe…”

 

Light: “Not even close. Homer, in your current form, you’re the only one here without an alibi who needs glasses. That means it’s over for you. You are the killer.”

 

Light: “Let’s close this argument.”

 

Homer: “...”

 

Homer: “Very well… Go ahead…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Leafy: “Hold up, this is wrong!”

 

Light: “Now’s not the time for the kids to tal-

 

Leafy: “SHUT IT!”

 

-Argument Armament-

 

VS IRON BULWARK LEAFY!

 

-PHASE 1-

Leafy: “It can’t be him! That’s impossible!”

Leafy: “Your whole idea makes no sense!”

Leafy: “Homie’s not the killer!”

Leafy: “It can’t be him! That’s impossible!”

Leafy: “Your whole idea makes no sense!”

Leafy: “Your whole idea makes no sense!”

Leafy: “Homie’s not the killer!”

Leafy: “Homie’s not the killer!”

Leafy: “It can’t be him! That’s impossible!”

 

 

 

-PHASE 2-

Leafy: “Maybe this is just the mastermind’s trick!”

Leafy: “I believe in Homie! It can’t be him!”

Leafy: “What about Trainer Red?! What about Basil?!”

Leafy: “I believe in Homie! It can’t be him!”

Leafy: “What about Trainer Red?! What about Basil?!”

Leafy: “Maybe this is just the mastermind’s trick!”

Leafy: “I believe in Homie! It can’t be him!”

Leafy: “What about Trainer Red?! What about Basil?!”

Leafy: “Maybe this is just the mastermind’s trick!”

 

 

 

-PHASE 3-

Leafy: “Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid!”

Leafy: “Homer’s our friend!”

Leafy: “Come on, come on, come on, come on!”

Leafy: “Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid!”

Leafy: “Come on, come on, come on, come on!”

Leafy: “Come on, come on, come on, come on!”

Leafy: “Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid!”

Leafy: “Homer’s our friend!”

Leafy: “Homer’s our friend!”

 

 

 

Leafy: “COME ON! WHY IS IT HOMER! WHY CAN’T IT JUST BE YOU, OR TRAINER RED OR BASIL!”

-ODYSSEUS BY CHANGED PROJECT-

 

 

 

-> CHANGED BY PROJECT ODYSSEUS

Leafy: “Wh-What?! AGH!”

 

-BREAK-

 

Steve: “Leafy… Think about the plan… It’s extremely well thought out. The other three without an alibi: Basil, Trainer Red and myself, could not come up with this.”

 

Steve: “Trainer Red and Basil are both fifteen… Trainer Red and I would know nothing about synthesising the Prussian Blue pigment, and Basil, although he knew a little about cyanide, would have nowhere near the knowledge or resolution to pull this whole thing together.”

 

Steve: “Homer was completely off the cards at first, but consider Project Odysseus, an experiment performed that could change his brain…”

 

Leafy: “U-Ugh…”

 

Leafy: “H-Homer…?! Is this true?!”

 

Homer: “...”

 

Homer: “Yes…”

 

Leafy: “Wh-What?!”

 

Light: “Well, of course, he couldn’t refute that. I myself am aware of the effects of Project Odysseus.”

 

Light clapped his hands together.

 

Light: “Now why don’t we get to talking about the conclusion of this case!”

 

 

 

-Closing Argument-

 

Light: “So it all started with the killer changing, presumably after the motive was announced. Homer, being persuaded by the motive, uses the power of Project Odysseus to change into another form.”

 

Light: “Soon enough, the killer was grouped up with Steven and Nubert. During this time, Homer set up the portals so that one was located in the pharmacy, one in the radio tower bathrooms and one in the mines. Steven can recall visiting each of these areas, and in each scenario, the killer likely had time to set up the portals he needed.”

Light: “In addition to setting up a portal, the killer also collected some rust from the minecarts and lodged a crystal into his mouth, both of which would be crucial in setting up the case.”

 

Light: “While the killer was in the warehouse, they used the coin gun to create the impression that the capsule machine was breaking, and in doing so released a crucial item to the case; a body pillow of Mr. Krabs.”

 

Red: “lol”

Light: “While at the pharmacy, the killer drank what seemed to be laxatives to Steve, however, they had actually swapped the water and laxatives, so that their bowels were not actually loosened and they only pretended for that to be the case so that they could carry out their plan.”

 

Light: “While using the bathroom, they entered the portal, and ended up in the other bathroom in the radio tower. They placed a cutout of Mr Krabs from the body pillow, to lure Squidward by thinking he’d escaped from his cage.”

 

Light: “When Squidward went up the tower on his own, the killer approached him, and knocked him off the tower balcony with a mace, then dropped a smoke bomb so that nobody could see him fall and played a previous announcement by Squidward to block out his screaming."

 

Light: "The killer fired a laser in the bathroom which he reflected with the crystal lodged in their mouth that was shot with a slingshot to bounce back and create a portal in the sky. Just before the sky portal was created, they took the portal in the radio tower bathroom and teleported into the mines, the same location that’d be Squidward's final resting place as he fell to his death into the sky portal and became a crushed body in the mines.”

 

Light: “The Ditto had been set up to imitate Squidward by the killer playing a repeated recording of Squidward’s voicing, agitating Ditto into copying him. After setting everything up, the killer took the mines portal to return to the pharmacy, and pretended that they'd just used the bathroom, when in fact, during this time, they'd killed someone.”

 

Light: “During the night, Steven separated from the killer, and during this time, they took back their jar of cyanide donuts and using a katana elongated by strings from the basketball mace, took a cutting off of Leafy."

Light: “With the iron(III) from the minecarts, the potassium from the leaf and the cyanide from the donuts, the killer synthesised the Prussian Blue pigment, using the heat from the “NUCLEAR PIT OF DEATH” rollercoaster as a catalyst. This would be crucial for their plan to hide evidence. However, the leaf first had to be converted into its regular state as it was made of metal. To do this, the killer used a yellow tomato."

 

Light: “The next morning, the killer smashed a laptop over Sans’ head, injuring him, and presumably killed Ditto disguised as Squidward through a similar means in the mines. Squidward’s blue blood had mixed with Ditto’s purple blood, and so the blood was restored to its blue hue using the Prussian blue pigment. There was still excess blood, however, so some blood was stored away in a crystal, hoping not to be discovered.”

 

Light: “Finally, the killer hung out with Leafy and some others for a bit, selling cyanide donuts to create the impression that the donuts had been widely distributed so as to imply they weren’t the killer.”

 

Light: “If these measurements are seeming to be a little excessive to you, then you’d be right. In fact, these excessive measurements are the exact reason we found out the killer to be you... Isn’t that right, Homer Simpson, The Ultimate Nuclear Physicist?!”

 

Notes:

I worked all day on that closing argument, it kinda burnt my hand out, lol!

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed! I wonder if this chapter ended up surprising you... It might come as a bit of a surprise.

I also think this is the most amount of images I've had in a chapter, which is probably why it took a lot of effort!

Chapter 49: Chapter 3 [X] - Breaking Dad

Notes:

Welcome to the final part of chapter 3 - Breaking Dad! Are you ready for dad to be broken?!

It's punishment time!

-GORE WARNING -> This chapter's probably considerably more gory than anything else so far.

~CHAPTER 49~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Homer Simpson (The Simpsons)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

Rescue Gang:

Villager (Minecraft)

Stalin (Real Life)

Mr Krabs (SpongebobSquarepants)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Yellow (Among Us)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Wario (Super Mario)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

Bart Simpson (The Simpsons)

 

 

 

Homer: “That is correct… I am the killer…”

 

Leafy: “W-What?! No…!”

 

Leafy: “Come on Homer! It can’t be you!”

 

Leafy: “He… He’s just kidding… Right?!”

 

Homer: “…”

 

Homer: “The Homer you see here is not the same Homer that you’ve always known. Shortly after the motive was announced, I changed forms…”

 

Homer: “This form goes by many names; Isaac Simpson, Homserberg, Albert Simpstein…”

 

 

Homer: “But you can just call me Oppenhomer, for I have become death, destroyer of worlds…”

 

Homer fixated on the distance as the sunlit clouds shone like a bomb.

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Sans: “…”

 

Sans: “i just don’t get it homer…”

 

Sans: “Why did you kill him?”

 

Oppenhomer: “…”

 

Oppenhomer: “I… I’m sorry…”

 

Oppenhomer just stared at the floor with regret.

 

Light: “Hmph… Allow me to intervene… It all started back in those deserted towers, after the death of Kirby.”

 

Light: “In the towers, I found a note mentioning some work known as “Project Odysseus”. I found the concept fascinating to my ambitions.”

 

Light: “I realised from the files that the concept of the experiment would also fascinate Trainer Red, so I sought partnership with Trainer Red to see if we could collaborate on the project.”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “The project was intriguing… It promised to rework an individual’s brain, to change their focus less on their useless emotions and more purely based on facts and logic.”

 

Red: “So you basically gave Homer autism, what the hell?!”

 

Light: “…”

 

Light: “Ignoring Red’s comment, the project started with me working in the surgery room with Trainer Red sending supplies from the lab. We realised Homer might be a particularly effective option since my files told me he had a pencil dislodged in his brain which meant we could further exponentiate his intelligence with the surgery.”

 

Trainer Red: “Essentially, the results were an astounding success, using a special button, we could cause Homer to change into a much more intelligent form; the Oppenhomer you see today.”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “However, there was a flaw that ruined the whole ambition of the expert.”

 

Trainer Red: “We failed to create an individual who operated only based on logical justice.”

 

Trainer Red: “As it turns out, the emotional core of the individual remained the same.”

 

Trainer Red clenched his fist and stared down at it.

 

Trainer Red: “This meant that the petty emotions of Homer ruined our grand design of Oppenhomer. You can blame nobody but the Homer you’ve always known for this murder.”

 

Waluigi: “G-Gh… S-So it… Wasn’t even outta Homer’s control?!”

 

Sans: “Then why did you kill him, you goddamn bastard?!”

 

Oppenhomer: “…”

 

Oppenhomer: “Well, Light said it himself… My emotional core remained the same…”

 

Oppenhomer: “...”

 

Oppenhomer: “My emotional core to protect my family.”

 

Sans: “…”

 

Sans: “oh…”

 

Trainer Red: “But as you can see, this petty desire to save family led him to murder somebody wholly innocent. Do you see the flaw in this pathetic, foolish ideology?”

 

Light: “His emotions caused him to act against justice.”

 

Steve: (“I hate to say it, but the two of them have a point… Our emotions have made us irrational this game, and we could see it with everyone after the motive was announced…”)

 

Red: “Hey… Homer…”

 

Oppenhomer: “I-It’s Oppenhomer…”

 

Red: “Homer… We deserve an explanation for why you threw the trial.”

 

Oppenhomer: “H-Huh?”

 

Oppenhomer: “...”

 

Oppenhomer: “I… I…”

 

Sans: “he’s right ya’ know… you threw the trial pretty damn hard… your murder plan was so advanced… like… we seriously woulda’ all been screwed otherwise…”

 

Oppenhomer: “I… Believe… That’s exactly it…”

 

Oppenhomer: “When you see something technically sweet, you go ahead and do it and you argue about what to do about it only after you have had your technical success…”

 

Oppenhomer: “I… After I… Committed the murder… It was… Too late…”

 

Oppenhomer: “A-And… As I saw Noob argue desperately to save Basil… I felt… Terrible…”

 

Oppenhomer: “I realised that all of you are family too. You’re all also my family in a sense, and as I said before… My emotional core to protect my family… Remained the same…”

 

Leafy: “D-Dang it…! Homer…!”

 

Oppenhomer: “L-Leafy… M-Maybe the reason I threw the trial… I-It… was for you…”

 

Leafy: “Aaaaghhh…! Don’t say that now, Homie!”

 

Leafy fell on her knees and started crying.

 

Oppenhomer: “This was far from a noble sacrifice… I did desperately want to escape with my son… Yet… I felt as though you all were my family too, and having myself alone die was the only way to save both of you…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “I’m not buying it… If you really cared about us, and though of us as family, then why Squidward?! Why him of all people?!”

 

Oppenhomer: “...”

 

Oppenhomer: “You’re right. I’m no hero.”

 

Steve: “You don’t even have an excuse do you?! You could’ve killed Light!”

 

Oppenhomer: “I… My true form… Detested Squidward deeply…”

 

Steve: “Even more than Light?! What the hell is wrong with you?!”

 

Oppenhomer: “I-It couldn’t have been Light… He was tied up…”

 

Steve: “Then why didn’t you kill Red at the very least?!”

 

Red: “Yeah… No point murderin’ an innocent man…”

 

Oppenhomer: “I know… I sound horrible for saying this… But Squidward would bully me relentlessly… I-It seemed funny to you guys… But it broke me inside…”

 

Oppenhomer: “...”

 

Oppenhomer: “I bloodied my hands like this… And became his murderer… Not out of love but out of hatred…”

 

Oppenhomer: “I-I’m disgusting…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “homer… you…”

 

Sans tried to grasp for something to say but the words kept letting go.

 

Oppenhomer: “I believe it’s better than my true form tries to talk... He’s better at explaining emotions…”

 

Oppenhomer: “...”

 

Oppenhomer: “Light, flick the switch.”

 

Light: “Of course.”

 

Light was about to flick the switch, but then interrupted himself.

 

Light: “Oh right, by the way, did you know that I’d figured out Homer was the killer due to this switch the entire time?”

 

Light: “All of that accusing Nubert and Basil was just a test of your emotions.”

 

Trainer Red: “Indeed, we wanted to see if you’d counteract the arguments with logic or mere emotions, but considering Homer himself literally had to step in to help you all, we’re not too impressed…”

 

Light: “Particularly with your performance, Nubert. But don’t worry, perhaps with a little bit of surgery, we can fix you…”

 

Noob: “Aaagh….”

 

Steve: “Don’t you dare do anything to him, Light!”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah! Don’t even touch Nooby with a two mile pole!”

 

Light: “Heh, alright.”

 

And Light flicked the switch, and Homer held his head in pain, before going back to normal.

 

Homer: “Wh-wha happened? Where is this place?! Am I dreaming again?”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “Hey Homie! Don’t worry! It’s okay!”

 

Red: “No it’s not, we just found out you were the murderer…”

 

Homer: “I was the murd-?! Oh, wait, oh…”

 

Homer: “I was, wasn’t I? Damn it…”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “But why, Homery, why?! You were my friend, and the only one I could trust!”

 

Homer: “I…I… I’m sorry… I just…”

 

Homer: “I couldn’t let Bart die in that cage alone! I didn’t like seein’ anyone dyin’ in that cage!”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “That’s understandable… in fact, I don’t think this motive was fair…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah… I can’t lie… I was even thinkin’ o’ killing someone to save Wario…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Homer: “…”

 

Homer slammed his hands into his head and began to sob deeply.

 

Homer: “I’m such a bad dad, though… I got Bart into danger like this… And now he’s going to live without me…”

 

Basil: “T-There’s no need to feel like a bad person… Y-You saved your son, and your friends…”

 

Light: “Ha… You all act like he’s a hero, but he tried to hide the crime, and kill ALL of you! This man is a blithering idiot who you revere like God because you’re too moronic to accept true divine providence.”

 

Trainer Red: “Indeed.”

 

Homer: “Ugh… He’s right… I’m not a good dad… I’m too stupid, and I do stupid things…”

 

Homer: “A-And the reason I chose to kill Squidward… It wasn’t good… I should’ve killed Light…”

 

Sans: “…”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Homer: “He… I always felt like he was bullying me… B-But I never really stopped and thought about who he really was… I’m… so stupid…”

 

Leafy: “H-Hey… It doesn’t matter whether you’re stupid or not! You’ve got a big heart, and y-you’re our friend, right?!”

 

Homer: “I dunno…”

 

Noob: “It’s not your fault! So don’t act like you’ve done something horrible and bad! It was just the pressure of the situation and the terrible motive…”

 

Noob: “If anything it’s my fault! I s-should’ve been the one to sacrifice my life instead of you…”

 

Trainer Red: “Nubert, I cannot believe how naive you are! This is a man who murdered someone! Murdered! You can’t act like he’s the good guy!”

 

Light: “Yes, he even tried to kill the rest of us too…”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Noob: “That’s a lie!”

 

Noob: “I refuse to not believe in my friends! I REFUSE!!”

 

Noob: “A-And I won’t let you blame anyone else for anything! The only one at fault is me!”

 

Light: “Stop being irrational.”

 

Sans: “i can’t believe i’m sayin’ this but light does kinda have a point… i don’t think it’s homer or noob’s fault but monokuma’s…”

 

Monokuma: “Oh boy! I finally get mentioned! I only talked once or twice this whole trial!”

 

Monokuma: “Speaking of guys, ya’ wanna vote now?! I know ya’ wanna have your emotional moment with the big dumb yellow man, but we’re almost outta time and we gotta get the show kickin’.”

 

Waluigi: “F-Fine… We’ll vote…”

 

Leafy: “W-Wait!! First!”

 

 

Leafy jumped in front of Homer and gave him a hug. It wasn’t overpowering or overbearing. It was just right.

 

-Voting Time!-

 

-9 votes Homer

-1 vote Light

-1 vote Leafy

 

...

 

...

 

Monokuma: “Well, you’re correcto! The killer sure is Homer Simpson, the Ultimate Nuclear Physicist!”

 

Leafy: “Nnngh…”

 

Waluigi: “Gah… I wish we could be proud that we’d get the killer… But I can’t… The motive isn’t fair and an’ couldn’t stop myself from votin’ Light…”

 

Light: “Your vendetta sure remains strong, doesn’t it?”

 

Waluigi: “Pfft… Guess so, yeah…”

 

Homer: “W-Wait… Before I die… C-Can I talk to my son one last time?!”

 

Monokuma: “Ugh… Family reunions aren’t my thing, but maybe just this once, as it’ll produce just a little more despair…”

 

Monokuma reluctantly pressed the crane button and lifted Bart onto the sky cloud.

 

Bart: “Huh…? Oh, whassup?”

 

Homer: “Hey, Bart.”

 

Bart: “Is there a reason you guys lifted me up here…? I mean, that WAS a pretty cool ride, but…”

 

Homer: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Light: “I’ll break the news. Homer’s about to be executed.”

 

Bart: “Uhh… Really, dad? Like, for real?”

 

Homer: “...”

 

Homer: “Yeah…”

 

Bart: “Oh god, you actually sound serious too…”

 

Bart suddenly tensed up from his once relaxed posture.

 

Bart: “No way dad! You can’t just die like this! No way!”

 

Homer: “I’m sorry son… I’ve been a bad dad…”

 

Bart: “Nah, they can’t just execute you for tryina’ save me! That’s… That’s not fair! No way!”

 

Homer: “Bart… I’m sorry… I have to go…”

 

Bart: “N-No way! Hey, ugly bear guy! GO EAT MY SHORTS!”

 

Monokuma: “Get ready for a very special punishment of Homer Simpson, the Ultimate Nuclear Physicist!”

 

Monokuma: “Oh and Bart too, cos’ I don’t feel like eating his shorts!”

 

Gandhi: “W-What the… Hell?! Monokuma! You can’t kill Bart too! That’s against the rules!”

 

Monokuma: “Ya’ know… I don’t feel like listening to you today Gandhi, I’m in the mood to kill two! Lemme have my lunch!”

 

Sans: “u-ugh… monokuma, no…!”

 

Sans: “Go to hell, you piece of dirt!”

 

Monokuma: “Oh, just shut it! If anything, I’m helping you by getting rid of that brat!”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Although Gandhi and Sans’ remarks were heard, it didn’t stop the inevitability. The inevitability of execution. Although everyone, looking around each other, saw only faces flooded with dread, nothing would stop the bear’s desire to bring despair.

 

And Homer and Bart were dragged away, onto another cloud, tugged by their necks. Everyone else was just left watching, like bystanders to a car crash.

 

-HOMER HAS BEEN FOUND GUILTY. HOMER (and bart) WILL BE EXECUTED-

 

As Homer and Bart were taken off to another cloud, they spoke some words to each other that nobody else could hear, and then hugged. Still embracing each other; it started.

 

 

 

Nuclear alarms blared across the dark blue sky, and glowing green spikes began to emerge from the ground. Homer and Bart lay in the middle, but the spikes were slowly closing in on them. As they grew closer, tumours started growing all over Homer’s body and then Bart’s, starting at their legs, but gradually growing up to their necks, all while they were still hugging each other.

 

The tumours became worse and worse, until it looked like their flesh was beginning to melt.

 

A green oozing snake-like creature emerged from one of Homer’s tumours, and started heading towards Bart’s face, before swallowing his face whole, as blood poured out from Bart’s decapitated body.

 

 

 

Homer fell to the floor, totally distraught, as the spikes started getting so close that they were piercing his skin. Homer’s eyes were pierced, leaving him blind.

 

 

He flesh melted more until it reached an unrecognisable form, as he coughed up the last blood he had left on him. The last sign of life in his body was ripped apart by the tip of a spike impaling him right through the flesh.

 

 

Flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh...

 

The horrifying image couldn't be taken out of Steve's head...

 

Flesh... Flesh... Flesh...

...

 

Monokuma: “Puhuhuhu! I’m sooo proud of that one! It took a whole lotta’ effort! And I’m glad it turned out so well!”

 

Monokuma: “That’s one for the ages, isn’t it?!”

 

Everyone, even Trainer Red and Light, just stared at him in disgust.

 

Monokuma: “Well… You liked it, didn’t you?!”

 

Monokuma: “Come on! It took a loada’ effort!”

 

Sans: “What the hell was that?!”

 

Sans: “Monokuma… You’re going straight to hell.”

 

Sans’ eye flashed blue as he raised his arm. The trial grounds began to plummet as Sans somehow managed to teleport the rescue team over to him.

 

 

Sans: “Kill him.”

 

He roared, pointing at Monokuma.

 

Gandhi: “Wait, stop! You could be punished, and this could just lead to more violence!”

 

Waluigi: “Heh… Don’t defend him! I’m in on Sans’ plan, let’s go beat up Mr. Kuma!”

 

Every member of the rescue team started teaming on Monokuma, knocking him back and forth and beating him to a pulp.

 

Eventually, everyone else except for Light, Red, Trainer Red and Gandhi started to join in too, even Steve, even Basil couldn’t help but beat up the deranged bear.

 

Wario: “Take a hit o’ this!”

 

Wario said as he farted in the bear’s face.

 

PAPYRUS: “NYEHEHEHEHE! PAPYRUS ATTACK!”

 

The Great Papyrus exclaimed while smashing a bone into Monokuma’s forehead.

 

Stalin: “You are an unrighteous representative of Russia’s national animal!

 

Stalin proclaimed as he wrestled Monokuma with his bare fists.

 

Eventually, after much combat and exhaustion, Monokuma was knocked off the platform and fell his death.

 

A mechanical explosion verified the extinction of the creature.

 

Sans: “heh… we shoulda’ done that sooner…”

 

Sans: “i-it… just took a lot of karma to pull off…”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha! We’ve done it?! We’ve ended the killing game?!”

 

But the group turned around to notice the looming figure over them.

 

Light: “Not so fast.”

 

Waluigi: “Wah! Wahahaha! I forgot about the mastermind!”

 

Waluigi: “Les’ go beat him up too!”

 

Light chuckled to himself as he lifted up his chemistry notebook.

 

Light: “I’m no mastermind… But you can’t just end this game while it’s only warming up…”

 

Light: “There are so many degenerates left to burn, after all.”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… Don’t you think this game is righteous…?"

 

Light: “Isn't this killing game merely JUSTICE for you murderous scum?!”

 

Light: “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Monokuma… The mastermind… You’ve all got it mixed up… They’re the righteous ones!”

 

Light laughed uncontrollably as the cover peeled off the chemistry notebook, revealing something much more sinister underneath.

 

The Death Note.

 

Steve: (“O-Of course… Urgh... He wouldn’t just leave it in plain sight, would he?! I’m so stupid for falling for a dupe…”)

 

Waluigi: “Heh… Ya’ think some silly notebook’s gonna stop me!”

 

Waluigi proclaimed as he lunged at Light’s throat, but Light swiftly dodged.

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… AHAHAHAHAHA!!”

 

Light: “Let me show you what I do to those who oppose me.”

 

Light brought a pen down onto the book and wrote a name.

 

Waluigi: “Heh… Kill me, I don’t care… We can stop you together!”

 

Light: “It’s not you who I intend to kill.”

 

Waluigi turned his neck to see Wario, now coughing up blood.

 

Wario: “A-AAAGHHHH! WALUIGI! STOP THIS! STOP THIS NOW!”

 

Waluigi: “WARIO! NO!!!!”

 

 

 

But Wario kept vomiting and vomiting, before vomiting out even his own organs until he vomited out his heart and fell onto the floor, collapsing forever.

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… A cruel and unusual punishment only fitting for an obese, decadent waste like him.”

 

Light: “Now, I hope we’re in agreement, isn’t that right Waluigi?”

 

Waluigi: “GAAAAAHH!!! GO TA’ HELLLL!”

 

Waluigi screamed while slamming his hands onto the floor in absolute despair.

 

 

Light: “The mastermind may still lurk amongst you, but for the moment… I run the killing game!”

 

Light: “Now let’s start my reign by ending trials the way they usually end, which is of course, by knocking you out.”

 

Light clicked his fingers, before turning to where Monokuma usually sat and pressed a button.

 

And at once, Steve felt a gas burning through his head, like bullet shots blocking banging at his brain as his thoughts were chopped apart by the gas starving him of air…

 

Steve felt his consciousness die like a chain, one piece after another.

 

And he fell to the floor, feeling only dread for what was to come.

 

-Chapter 3 End-

 

 

Notes:

Oooh, this was a fun one right?! Uh, hope I didn't traumatise you, I guess?

Anyways, I'm happy to finally have chapter 3 done, hope you look forward to chapter 4! It's shorter than chapter 3, but it'll be filled with lots of fun surprises!

Anyways, we're gonna do something a little different this time! You're gonna vote for who you think the chapter 4 victim and murderer is going to be. To make things interesting, I'll make it a ranking poll, so not only will you be voting for them, but ranking their likelihood overall. It should be an interesting survey, and also a test to see if I'm predictable!

Victim Poll: https://strawpoll.com/YVyPmAaMonN
Killer Poll: https://strawpoll.com/GJn47lm1Xyz

 

Tell me your thoughts on your predictions, Homer and his execution, the chaos that unfolded or even just Chapter 3 in general in the comments below!

Chapter 50: Chapter 4 [A] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Welcome to another chapter! Hope you enjoy this chapter, there'll be a lot of twists and surprises all around!

~CHAPTER 50~

 

Cursed Danganronpa Chapter 4 - Circus Slaughterhouse

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

Steve: “…”

 

 

Steve raised his head from the ground, still slightly sickened by the poison gas that Light had used to knock him out earlier.

 

He searched around him, it was… Strange. The walls were glowing red and white. He was interrupted by an announcement from the speakers, not from Monokuma, but Light.

 

Light: “Ahem… Now… Steve… I’m glad you’ve finally woken up… I was getting kind of bored here, ahahaha…”

 

Light: “Anyways, thanks to your idiotic decision to kill Monokuma, I’ll act as a replacement for now…”

 

Steve: “Idiotic?! In what way was it-

 

Light: “Simple minds like you would never understand…”

 

Steve: “Understand what?! Your insanity?!”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… Maybe it’s insanity, maybe it’s something else…”

 

Light: “I-I don’t know… All I know is that this killing game is a good thing…”

 

Steve: “A good thing?! What the hell?! If you’re so obsessed with killing us, why didn’t you just kill the ones who you thought were worthy of death and let the rest of us go?!”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha…! Idiot! IDIOT!”

 

Light: “All of you are worthy of death! All of you except the mastermind.”

 

Steve: (“Yep… He’s definitely gone down the deep end, if he wasn’t insane already…”)

 

Light: “But… For whatever reason, the mastermind refuses to reveal themselves to me, so it’s impossible for us to escape together…”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha…! Not like it matters! Remember, two of us get to escape if all murderers are caught! There might be a traitor in our midst, but as far as I’m concerned the divine intention of the mastermind is to escape with me!”

 

Steve: “So… Once you discover the mastermind, THEN you’ll kill all of us and escape with them…?”

 

Light: “Exactly… Maybe you aren’t so braindead after all…”

 

Steve: “Well then Light, if you die trying to find the mastermind, you totally have it coming… You could’ve just let us all go…”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha…! AHAHAHAHA! THAT’S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN BECAUSE I HAVE DIVINE PROVIDENCE!”

 

Light: “I AM THE ONE THE MASTERMIND IS CHOSEN TO SURVIVE WITH!!! I AM JUSTICE…!”

 

Steve laughed off Light’s delusions at first, but he couldn’t help himself from feeling somewhat uneasy… Light’s suggestion that the whole game was rigged, that they were doomed from the start… Was it possible that the killing game had a chosen one who was meant to win from the start…?

 

Would that chosen one be the traitor, Light, or someone else entirely…?

 

A-And… Why was the mastermind doing this…? Did they have a reason, or did they just want to see people suffer…?

 

Light: “Oh, by the way, you’ll notice that I’ve added a new app to the Monophones. You might want to check it out, it contains some fairly important information.

 

Steve: “H-Huh? Did the mastermind let you share this…?”

 

Light: “Oh, uh… No… But it was actually public knowledge anyways. In fact, it’s the start of the files.”

 

Steve tapped at the phone out of curiosity, and sure enough, a new app “Report Card” was added.

 

Steve: (“Huh… So Light’s finally decided to share some of that forbidden knowledge he found in the files… I mean, I can’t really trust him, but I do think it’s for the best that we read these, maybe it’ll even provide us the hints we need…”)

 

Steve: (“Leafy… It’s what you might expect… I was expecting a bit more, but obviously, Light’s not gonna reveal all the information…”)

 

Steve: (“It’s kinda weird that they’d put weaknesses in here… It looks like physical weaknesses, too…”)

 

Steve: (“I-It’s probably to encourage us to murder… But I’ll try to put that aside for now…”)

 

 

Steve: (“It’s me… For some reason my eyes are white… I mean, seriously, did they have to take such a low quality photo…?”)

 

Steve: (“I mean… I’d say most of the stuff here is accurate… I wonder how they even got this info...")

 

Steve: (“I’ve gotta watch out for that “gunshot” weakness though… I’ve already been shot once…”)

 

 

Steve: (“Typical Sans… He looks kinda silly with those slippers… I kind of miss when he used to wear them…”)

 

Steve: (“Though, I can’t help but feel like Sans doesn’t really want to be in that photo. That looks like more of a grimace than a smile…”)

 

 

Steve: (“Waluigi… Although he looks kind of dapper in that photo, I can’t help but feel like its a little forced. It’s like he’s trying too hard to look like the hero…”)

 

Steve: (“I-It… Kind of hurts… To see Wario in there…”)

 

 

Steve: (“Ah… Gandhi…Of course, nukes are included in there… At least it’s just on an aesthetic level…?”)

 

Steve: (“Though, I’m slightly confused why some of it is scribbled out…”)

 

Steve: “Hey, Light… Do you have any idea why some of the stuff here is scribbled out…?”

 

Light: “Oh, that’s most likely because it’s deeply private information… It seems as though the mastermind might’ve blocked it out, or perhaps just a participant scribbled over it when they got access to the files…”

 

Steve: (“Oh… I guess Gandhi must be pretty insecure about his age then… I didn’t really see him as the type… But I don’t blame him…”)

 

 

Steve: (“Basil… One of his weaknesses is blocked out here… It’s probably something crucial, and we’re probably better off not knowing, to be honest…”)

 

Steve: (“If Basil lost a bit of weight, it’s possible he could’ve used the portal on the second island, but given his fear of “Starvation”, I’m pretty sure that’s not the case…”)

 

 

Steve: (“Light…He looks surprisingly… Normal… In this picture…”)

 

Steve: (“I like to see “ego” listed down as one of his weaknesses, but nothing here really comes as a surprise… If anything I’m caught off by the fact that he’s considerably underweight…”)

 

 

Steve: (“Red… For whatever reason he’s blocked off his real name… I guess we’ll just have to see him as Red, then…”)

 

Steve: (“I wonder how he even ended up only growing to 3’6… Probably some kind of genetic condition…”)

 

 

Steve: (“Homer… I guess Light’s decided to include dead people too…”)

 

Steve: (“I-I… Can’t help but feel a little annoyed looking at him… He killed someone… Who was a friend to us all…”)

 

Steve: (“Sure, he might’ve done it to protect his family, but the fact that he chose Squidward over Light really pisses me off…”)

 

Flesh.

 

Flesh.

 

Flesh.

 

Steve: (“Maybe he deserved to be executed…”)

 

Fleshfleshflesh…

 

Steve: (“I should stop thinking about this…”)

 

 

Steve: (“Squidward…He might’ve come across as rude and abrasive, but he turned out to be a hero to us all…”)

 

Steve: (“I shouldn’t look too much at this file… It just makes me feel angry, and honestly, I highly doubt that the mastermind is someone like him…”)

 

 

Steve: (“I guess Trainer Red’s name really is “Red” then… Maybe the other “Red” was the impostor all along…”)

 

Steve: (“Nothing here is a surprise… Except that the likes and dislikes are covered… What’s he hiding…?”)

 

 

Steve: (“Ah… Shrek… I always wish I got to know him more… His heart was really in the right place…”)

 

Steve: (“Nonetheless, the fact that “Memes” is in the “LIKES” section strikes me as odd. Was he secretly a fan or something?

 

 

Steve: (“Spamton… This is hardly discernable… I’m just gonna skip this one…”)

 

 

Steve: (“And Kirby… There are two heights and weights here… I wonder what’s up with that…?”)

 

Steve: (“Looking at Kirby brings me anger… Not towards Kirby himself, but towards Red…”)

 

 

Steve: (“Gundham’s here too… Only nineteen?!”)

 

Steve: (“I can’t believe I’m saying this, but he was mature for his age… He’s the youngest of those we’ve lost so far… I’m hoping that doesn’t change…”)

 

 

Steve: (“And finally… Noob… He’s going through a lot, for being only thirteen…”)

 

Steve: (“Whoever decided to put three kids through this game is a total psycho… Looks like he’s a fan of cola and chocolate. No surprise there, maybe I should get him some sometime.”)

 

Steve: (“Speaking of… Where is Noob…? He’s usually here… Everytime I wake up…”)

 

Steve: “L-Light…?”

 

Light spoke into the microphone drearily.

 

Light: “Yes…?”

 

Steve: “Where… Is everyone else…?”

 

Light: “Oh that… I suggest you check your messages, ahaha…”

 

Steve: (“My messages…?”)

 

Steve curiously opened his messages app.

 

- Red: Okay wtf is going on here [8:19]

- ~Gandh~i: I appear to be trapped, is this Light’s doing? [8:20]

- 🍃LEAFY🍃: THIS IS NOT GOOD GUYS!!! NOT GOOD!! 🤯 [8:20]

- Noob: Guys what do we do were trapped! [8:20]

- Noob: Wait Sans you can do your bone thing right? Break yourself out and free us! [8:21]

- ur mom: sorry bro i can’t just magically generate bones outta nowhere [8:22]

- Red: Isn’t that just what you did to defeat Monokuma? [8:22]

- ur mom: that was just a once off thing… [8:22]

- ur mom: now why don’t we relax with a nice cuppa’ tea, children [8:23]

- ur mom: and talk about why sans is incredibly sexy [8:23]

- basil: Now’s not the time for tea, sorry… Nor for being inappropriate in chat… [8:24]

- ur mom: sexy is not a swear word!!! 💃 🛏️🕺 [8:25]

- 🍃LEAFY🍃: What do those emojis mean Sansie??? [8:25]

- ur mom: what me and ur dad did last night [8:26]

- Red: Quit messing around, we're literally going to starve to death. [8:26]

- ur mom; sorry it’s just my way of coping, heheh… [8:26]

- ur mom: besides i’m used to being trapped; in the underground, in the killing game, under the warm bed of ur dad. [8:26]

- Red: Please find a way to cope that is more constructive, Sans. [8:27]

 

Steve: (“All of them are locked up…?!”)

 

Light: “Take a look around the red and white room; it’s actually part of a circus building; a funhouse if you will.”

 

Light: “However, you’ll notice that none of the others are around you; that’s because I’ve locked them up in different puzzles around the circus.”

 

Steve: “Wh-what?!”

 

Light: “Of course, it’s your choice if you want to free them. If you really feel like it, you could just leave them all to starve and potentially win the killing game.”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “That’s not happening, Light…”

 

Light: “Of course; you’re too much of a fool not to break everyone free. Still, choose wisely, it might be best to leave a potential killer locked up in the machine.”

 

Steve: (“I’ll free most of them, no doubts about it.”)

 

Steve: (“Though Red, and Trainer Red too… I’m not sure about them after their whole deal earlier… I even feel sceptical about Basil, given what Trainer Red said about him earlier…”)

 

Steve: (“Regardless, all though I have doubts about just about everyone on this island, I’m not going to leave them to starve.”)

 

Light: “Whenever you’re ready, tell me who you want to free, and I’ll point you to the appropriate location.”

 

Steve: “Okay… I think I want to free Noob.”

 

Light: “Ah, of course you do. The files make you so easy to read, Steve. Head towards the yellow room.”

 

Steve looked to his right and found a row of doors each pointing to a wide range of different rooms

 

Red, Orange, Yellow, Green

 

To the left, there were some more.

 

Cyan, Blue, Purple, Pink

 

Steve: (“Considering that Light and I aren’t trapped, there are… eight… of us currently trapped…”)

 

Steve: (“Agh… There really are only ten of us left… Six of us have already died…”)

 

Steve: (“Though, that means that I have a one in nine chance of guessing the mastermind, unless they faked their death…”)

 

Steve: (“For now, I’ll go to the yellow room. I have to save Noob!”)

 

Steve entered the yellow room, finding a flashy arena ahead of him. Steve would say it looked professional, but there were smiling yellow clown faces scattered throughout the bars of the ring, which only gave the arena a weird, psychedelic ambiance.

 

Steve looked up to find Noob trapped in a glass cage, banging at the cage to try and get himself free.

 

Steve: “Noob…! Damn you, Light?! What about this is justice, trapping kids like this?!”

 

Light: “If only you realised just how badly some children need to be taught a lesson. His illogical support for Basil could lead him down a dark path.”

 

Steve: “Ugh! Let him go!”

 

Light: “Now… Why don’t you step into that ring, if you’re so eager to help your friend.”

 

Steve reluctantly stepped into the ring, tearing off one of the yellow clown faces on the bar intentionally as he stepped in. How good it felt to destroy things.

 

Steve: “Alright. What do you want?! Just let him go!”

 

Light: “Alright, now… I wish I had a pet Monokuma or something for the dramatic revelations. As much as I hate the bear, I have to admit he was a better presenter than I’ll ever be.”

 

 

 

Light: “Regardless, your opponent is Ball Monokuma. Knock him out, and you’ll free Noob.”

 

Steve turned around to see a massive grinning, bulbous Monokuma step into the ring.

 

Ball Monokuma: “Puhuhuhuhu! This is gonna be a good one!”

 

Ball Monokuma rolled towards Steve, but Steve turned his body and narrowly evaded the attack.

 

Only for Ball Monokuma to hit against the edge of the ring, attach to the stretchy bars, and bounce back right onto Steve’s face.

 

Steve: “Ach!”

 

Steve fell over, but quickly got back on his feet.

 

Ball Monokuma kept bouncing off and off the edges of the arena, getting faster and faster each time. Steve had to come up with something, and quickly.

 

Steve: “Okay, here goes nothing.”

 

Steve plucked a pole from the ring and shaped it into a wood block. He placed the wood block in front of him, and waited for Ball Monokuma to plunge right into him.

 

And as Ball Monokuma rolled, he rolled right onto the wooden block instead of onto the ring, he fell over and shook his head.

 

Steve: “I need something, quick, while he’s still down.

 

Steve grabbed a few more poles and reshaped the wood block into a makeshift crafting table. Using the table, he quickly forged a shoddy wooden sword, and just as Ball Monokuma was beginning to get up, he slashed the sword at Ball Monokuma, repelling him to the edge of the room.

 

Ball Monokuma smashed into the wall, and fell down, making a few weird mechanical sounds before turning off.

 

Steve: “Phew… That was… Something…”

 

Light: “Well done, Steven. However, I forgot to mention something important.”

 

Steve: “What?! Don’t tell me there’s gonna be a round two?!”

 

Light: “No, nothing of the sort; just that that room was specifically designed to your strengths. You’ll notice that each of the rooms is designed for one of you nine’s strengths. That is, except for Nubert, as luck isn’t a real talent.”

 

Light: “You’ll realise that the wooden poles and the arena were specifically designed for the Ultimate Miner, someone who can both make use of their surrounding resources and is competent in fighting.”

 

Steve: “Alright… Can you please free Noob now?”

 

Light: “If I must, I suppose I will.”

 

The glass cage opened and released Noob. He fell a bit and hurt himself from the opening but otherwise seemed fine.

 

Noob: “U-Ugh…”

 

Light: “Now then… I’ll leave you to your emotional reunion…”

 

Noob: “T-This must be the new place, huh?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, it is… Light’s kind of been making announcements from the shadows to communicate with me… I don't know where he really is…”

 

Noob peered around to observe the scenery.

 

Noob: “Looking at those clowns, I’m guessing this is some kinda circus… I’m… not huge on clowns…”

 

Steve: “Heh… I don’t think anyone likes clowns… I’m betting Monokuma just put them everywhere to put us off…”

 

Noob: “Yeah… That sounds like something he’d do.”

 

Steve: “By the way, Noob, do you mind if we talk about something…?”

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah?”

 

Steve: “Your injury… Is it okay?”

 

Noob: “U-Um… Yeah, i-it’s fine…”

 

Steve: “Who did it? Was it Light, was someone trying to kill you?”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “D-Don’t worry about it…”

 

Steve: “Please just give me a straight answer! I’m worried about you!”

 

Noob: “L-Look… It’s no big deal… It’ll heal up in no time, heheh.”

 

Steve: (“Still… I can’t help but worry… Did someone try to kill him…? Who?! And why can’t he tell… Is he blackmailed, or is he just too afraid of exposing the attacker…?”)

 

Steve: (“Ugh… All of this just makes me doubt everything more…”)

 

Noob: “W-Wait… Where’s everyone else…?”

 

Steve: “They’re got locked up too… Apparently we have to do puzzles in order to free them. Each of them are designed for each of our talents.”

 

Noob: “W-Wait… So is there one for just luck…?”

 

Steve: “No… I don’t think so… And doing a challenge that we’re not prepared for could be dangerous… You saw the fight with Ball Monokuma after all…”

 

Noob: “B-But we have to save them! L-Let’s save Basil! I’m worried about him!”

 

Noob: “W-We need to save all of them, or else they’ll all die and it’ll be all my fault!”

 

Steve: “W-Wait… Why Basil…?”

 

Steve: (“If anything, Basil should be the last person we’re saving; Light claimed that he was a murderer, and his files are always correct…”)

 

Steve: “Noob, we can’t trust Basil. He’s a murderer. He could just be keeping up appearances in order to trust us…”

 

Noob: “B-But he’s our friend!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “I r-really did believe Basil to be our friend, but we can’t take risks like this…”

 

Steve sighed and I pulled out a pot with a wilted sunflower.

 

 

 

Steve: “Look… Noob… I’m sorry, but I originally planned this as a gift for Basil… I trusted him… But… Not anymore…”

 

Steve stamped on the flower pot, and crushed the sunflower into little pieces.

 

Noob: “W-Wha?! W-Why was that necessary? That looked like a special gift, just for him!”

 

Noob: “E-Even if you don’t like Basil anymore… You didn’t have to do that!”

 

Steve: “Ugh… I’m sorry… I know this is complicated for a kid like you to understand, but…”

 

Steve: “Evil can only be crushed by destruction…”

 

Steve: “I know it doesn’t seem fair, but if we keep supporting murderers and criminals, all justice goes out the window, and we begin to trust people against all sense and reasoning…”

 

Noob: “I-I…”

 

Noob lowered his head, and turned away, avoiding contact with Steve so that he could face him.

 

Noob: “I-I can’t believe you… Y-You think you’re always in the right… But really… Y-You’re just like Light!”

 

Noob: “W-Why can’t I believe in people?! Why can’t I trust people?! I-Is it wrong to forgive people?!”

 

Steve realised he had to look away before talking again, too.

 

Steve: “Yes… To some extent, forgiveness is wrong… Not when people do terrible things… Can you really forgive people like Red, people like Light?!”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “I-I’m willing to forgive anyone! Anyone, as long as they have a heart in them! The only one I can’t forgive i-is….”

 

Noob: “M-Myself…”

 

As Noob ran off with tears in his eyes; Steve felt a stab in his heart. Had he really said the right things to Noob…?

 

No, I was right.

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: (“Ugh… I shouldn’t have been that rude to Noob… He’s just a kid, and this situation is probably stressing the hell out of him…”)

 

Light: “Ahem… Steven, I’m actually quite impressed by that performance of yours.”

 

Steve: “Shut up! Just because I believe in some extent of retribution does not mean I believe in YOU and your insane ideology…”

 

Light: “Oh, alright… I’m just letting you know… The foundation is there… If you want to take my side, you’re always welcome…”

 

Light: “Unlike Noob… I may have to fix him with some experimentation…”

 

Steve: “Don’t you dare even touch him!”

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed this chapter! I have plenty in store for you in this funhouse of horrors, so look forward to it! ;)

(Just a warning, I might not be uploading as freuquently for the next while since I want to focus on writing the fourth investigation and trial, which I've just written up to. Hope you guys don't mind too much.)

In the meantime, I hope the report cards give you a thing or two to think about!

Chapter 51: Chapter 4 [B] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

"I haven't uploaded in a week, I wonder how many comments I have..."

*Checks Comments*

- 76

"Jesus Christ..."

 

Welcome back for another chapter everyone! Sorry if the uploads are being a little less frequent right now. I'm both pretty busy and focusing on writing chapter 4's trial.

Don't worry though, I think I'll upload another in the weekend so won't have to wait a whole week!

~CHAPTER 51~

 

 

Waluigi stood in his cage, completely enraged.

 

The one important thing in his life, his brother and lifelong companion, Wario, had been taken from him.

 

All due to that nasty, squirming piece of Yoshi poop.

 

Light.

 

Waluigi twirled his moustache in anticipation. The time to be the hero was over. What he needed to be wasn’t exactly a villain either, but something else. Someone willing to destroy the opposition at all costs.

 

An antihero.

 

Waluigi furiously slammed the walls of his glass cage, kicking them with his spindly legs and beating them with his mighty fists, just as Wario might’ve done.

 

Waluigi: “WAAAAAAAAAH!!!! GET ME OUTTA’ HERE YOU DAMN PIZZAFACE!!!!”

 

Waluigi: “WAAAAAAAAAGHHHHH!!!!”

 

Waluigi furiously struck the cage, and as he struck and struck, he could feel something furiously building in his spirits.

 

Smashing, smashing, inside his soul.

 

Waluigi: “FIIIIIIIIIINALLL SMASH!!!!!!!!!”

 

A purple aura sparked around Waluigi, like fuel burning through his veins. He felt a powerful energy gathering in his left hand. Rapidly, he let the energy travel into his hand, until he evoked something. Pure energy.

 

 

 

Waluigi: “WAAAAAAAAAAAALUIGI BLAST!!”

 

Pointing his finger at the glass cage, he unleashed a gunshot of plasma, annihilating the glass cage into tiny fragments. Although the glass shards pierced through his skin, he got up immediately.

 

No amount of pain could stop his revenge.

 

Waluigi: “Light…!”

 

Waluigi: “My name is Waluigi! You killed my brotha’! Prepare to die!”

 

Although Waluigi was speaking to an imaginative figment of Light, the real Light nonetheless responded dryly through the speakers.

 

Light: “Why hello there, Waluigi.”

 

Waluigi: “CURSE YOU!!! GO GAME OVER YERSELF’ TEN THOUSAND TIMES!!!!”

 

Light: “Wow. Rather angry today, aren’t we? Ahem…”

 

Light: “Now, I didn’t expect you to free yourself from that cage; the files had to mention anything called “Waluigi Blast” after all, but nonethele-

 

Waluigi: “SHUT UP! I DON’T WAHNA HEAR YER’ STUPID VOICE, STUPIDFACE!”

 

Waluigi clenched his fist in his furious rage.

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Ahahaha, alright… Enjoy the puzzle. It’s actually designed, for Red, but I-

 

Waluigi: “SHUT UP!”

 

A spaceship appeared in front of Waluigi. Looking at his surroundings; he was in a room with a celestial wallpaper, filled with beautiful stars and shining comets, albeit mildly psychedelic, as anything in the circus had to be for some reason.

 

Of course, none of these physical surroundings mattered to Waluigi. All that mattered was revenge.

 

Heavy chunks of rock started firing at Waluigi.

 

Light: “Use the spaceship to dodge the aster-

 

Waluigi: “SHUT UP!!! WALUIGI BLAST!!!”

 

Waluigi once again pulled off his “Final Smash”, blasting through all of the asteroids in his way and also blasting through the wall, leaving a hole for him to leave the building.

 

Waluigi flipped his finger gun like some kind of old fashioned cowboy, and entered a new room, seeing Steve in his path.

 

Steve: “Wh- Waluigi?! How did you get out of the cage?!”

 

Waluigi: “Don’t matter… Where’s Light…? Take me to Light…”

 

Steve: “C-Calm down, I… Honestly don’t know where he is…”

 

Waluigi: “Pfffttt… Wah… Course he’s tryina’ hide from us… Scheming lil’ bastard…”

 

Steve: (“I mean… He did just lose his brother, but… I didn’t expect Waluigi to be using words like that…”)

 

Waluigi: “Ugh… So what the hell’s up with this place…? Some kinda circus or somethin’...”

 

Steve: “Yeah, something like that… All the others have been locked up too, and we have to do these puzzles to break them free.”

 

Waluigi: “Don’t worry… I can break them out with my new lil’ trick I’m gonna show ya’...”

 

Steve: “Which is…?”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha…!”

 

Waluigi: “FIIINALLLL SMASSSSHHHH!!!! WALUIGI BLAAAAAST!!!”

 

Waluigi pointed his finger aimlessly at a wall, while literally nothing happened.

 

Steve: (“What is Waluigi doing…? I know he’s a fool, but he’s not usually this idiotic…?”)

 

Waluigi: “W-Wah?! Why’s it not workin’! Why’s Waluigi blast not workin’ anymore?!”

 

Steve: “Uhm… Are you okay Waluigi…? Did you have to eat magic mushrooms to escape your puzzle or something…?”

 

Waluigi: “No, I swear I-

 

Waluigi: “Bah… Maybe it only works when yer’ angry enough… Why’d ya’ have to cool me down, Steve?!”

 

Steve: “Uh… Umm…”

 

Steve: (“Yeah… He might have gone a bit mad… Maybe it’s Wario’s death… I know from seeing this killing game that losing someone you care about messes with your mentality…”)

 

Steve: (“But it seems like when Waluigi gets struck with grief that he skips the first stage of denial and goes straight to anger…”)

 

Waluigi: “So… Guess we gotta get ta’ freein’ the rest o’ the gang right…?”

 

Waluigi held up his finger to his chin as if he was pondering and asking a question at the same time.

 

Waluigi: “Who d’ya think we save first?”

 

Steve: “Well, obviously we should start with whoever your talent helps with-

 

Waluigi: “Wrong answer! We’re savin’ Sans! Gotta get the RPG party back together!”

 

Steve: “Wh-What RPG party?”

 

Waluigi: “Huh? Don’tcha know? The one that me, Noob an’ Sans made!”

 

Steve: (“I’m pretty sure, it’s Noob, Sans and I, but I won’t press him on it…”)

 

Waluigi: “I was obviously the hero, Noob was the ninja, and Sans, o’ course, was the sexy skeleton!”

 

Steve: “That doesn’t sound like a typical RPG party…”

 

Waluigi: “Shut it! Though, I guess I’m more of the antihero now that I’ve got my new gunslingin’ vigilante powers.”

 

Steve: “If you swap out “hero” for “antihero”, it sounds even less like an RPG party, and more like a gang of villains…”

 

Waluigi: “The antihero, the ninja, and the sexy skeleton! What about that sounds’ villainous to you?!”

 

Steve: (“Ummm… About every part of it…”)

 

Steve: “A-Also, I already freed Noob, but he kinda ran off… I think I upset him by telling him not to trust Basil…”

 

Waluigi: “Waaah…? Why would ya’ say that?! Basil always seemed like a pretty cool guy in my eyes…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, but… a murderer…? I don’t think I could trust someone like that…”

 

Waluigi: “Huh… Then what makes me any different as a bank robber er’ whatever…?”

 

Steve: “I… I’m not sure… I guess robbing a bank is a less big deal, and I can still see that you’re trying to act like a hero, through and through.”

 

Steve: “With Basil, I don’t know… He seems to be lying about something… As much as I wanted to trust him, something about him feels false…”

 

Waluigi: “Bah, fine… Just keep an eye out for the kid…”

 

Waluigi: “If that dumbass Light gets his hands on him, expect me to Waluigi Blast the hell outta ya’!”

 

Steve: “Heheh… Okay…?”

 

Steve began to notice the glass and blood on Waluigi’s hands.

 

Steve: “Waluigi, are you okay…?”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha! Just a flesh wound! Nothing’s gonna stop my mission to take down Light!”

 

Waluigi: “…”

 

Waluigi: “Hey, you in?”

 

Steve: “I’m… Not sure… Maybe facing Light directly isn’t the best idea…”

 

Waluigi: “Bah… Guess I’ll do it alone then, psshhht…”

 

Steve: “Let’s just focus on freeing the captives for now.”

 

Waluigi: “Guess yer’ right. Maybe if we do it’ll give us a hint er’ two to find Light…”

 

Waluigi: “GRRRR! I swear on Wario’s grave that Light’s gonna DIE!”

 

Steve: (“Waluigi’s vendetta against Light has become a bit of an obsession, but I don’t blame him. He was really close to Wario after all.”)

 

Waluigi: “Les’ get goin’ pardner.”

 

Waluigi said with an Italian cowboy accent, before tapping his feet and running off into the blue room.

 

Steve: (“Blue room…? I mean, I guess it makes sense… Sans’ jacket is blue…?”)

 

Steve cautiously followed behind, peeking around to see if Noob was in sight, but nobody was to be seen.

 

Steve: (“I feel bad for the kid… He’s always scrambling away for some reason or another…”)

 

Steve followed Waluigi into Sans’ room. It was some sort of circus within a circus; particularly strange. In the centre of the room was a yellow tent with clown faces printed all over it, which Waluigi stepped into. Steve watched, assuming only one could do each of the “puzzles” at a time.

 

Above the tent was Sans. Steve would say he looked panicked and afraid, but he was asleep, so it was pretty hard to tell.

 

Waluigi: “Alright SCUMMY DUMB DUMB! Go on, bring on the challenge an’ release the sexy skeleton!”

 

Light: “Ahem… I don’t appreciate those highly offensive words, Waluigi, but nevertheless, I’ll allow you to take on the challenge.”

 

Light: “The challenge is a test of patience. Endure the clown-worm thing… I don’t know what Monokuma wanted to call it… Just endure its insults.”

 

Waluigi: “Insults! So what, this worm’s just gonna make fun o’ me! Wahahahaha! Piece of cake!”

 

 

 

A... thing... Somewhat resembling a worm emerged from the ground...

 

The… thing… was kind of indescribable, yet endlessly punchable.

 

“Worm Thing”: “Helloooo… Waluigi! It’s nice to see you!”

 

The worm said sarcastically whilst spitting in Waluigi’s face.

 

Waluigi: “G-Guh…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Sooooo… I’ve heard about you! You’re that useless whiny purple piece of crap right?”

 

Waluigi: “Hmph…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “That unloveable twerp, right? I mean, ya’ never even got into Smash Bros for a reason…”

 

Waluigi: “Grr…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Oh wait… I forgot, there is someone who loves you! Wario!”

 

Waluigi: “…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Oh wait…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “He’s DEAD! Hahahahaha! Good riddance, he was a STUPID, FAT, UGLY PIECE OF-

 

Waluigi: “WAAAAAAGHHHHH!!!! WALUIGI BLAST!!!”

 

A purple aura radiated around Waluigi, while he channeled energy into his finger.

 

Waluigi: “WALUIIIIGIII BLAST!!!!”

 

Using the energy, he blasted the thing to pieces.

 

Waluigi: “AAAAAGHHHHH!!! DON’T ‘BOUT MY BRO LIKE THAT!”

 

Steve: (“Wow, he… Wasn’t kidding…”)

 

Light: “Well, you failed, Waluigi, you were meant to endure the insults without hurting it…”

 

Light: “Ahaha… I’m pretty sure blowing it to pieces counts as hurting it… THough, no surprise coming from criminal scum like you…”

 

Waluigi: “AGGHHH!! YOU USELESS SPAGHETTI BRAIN!!! WHY DO I HAVE TO BE CALM TO WIN THIS?!!!”

 

Waluigi: “Agghhh… Urk…”

 

Steve: “Maybe you shouldn’t abuse that power, Waluigi…”

 

Waluigi: “I know… It takes a lotta energy outta you…”

 

Steve: “Let’s try to free someone else first… I’m sure Sans wouldn’t mind; he’s still sleeping…”

 

Sans: “zzzz… a-alligator…? s-steve…? Zzzzz…”

 

Steve: (“Heheh… His sleeptalking is certainly… Weird…”)

 

Waluigi: “Alright… Who’s next…?”

 

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Have fun with the next one, uh, maybe I'll have to give a content warning for the next chapter...

Anyways, no vote for the FTE this time... Everyone's too busy trying to free their friends!

Any thoughts on what's gonna happen this chapter?

Chapter 52: Chapter 4 [C] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Hi everyone! Welcome back again! I finished writing chapter 4 so I'll try to make uploads a little more frequent for the next while!

In the meantime, have fun with this chapter, or not fun, idk?

Content Warning for more goriness, by the way. You'll probably survive though, you've already seen Homer's execution.

~CHAPTER 52~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

 

 

Noob peered into the pink room, finally finding the room where Basil was trapped.

 

Noob: (“I d-don’t care what the others think… I’m going to free you, Basil…”)

 

Noob looked around, making sure that nobody saw him, and stealthily entered the room.

 

The room was blindingly pink, with love hearts glowing and bursting into blood in the wall. It definitely had the feel of a circus, but more of the horror type, where there’d be an evil clown chasing you than one that inspired happiness and joy.

 

Noob: “D-Don’t worry Basil… I’ll save y-you!”

 

Light: “Ah… Nubert, typical Nubert… Always rebelling against what others say… Gundham really has led you down a dark path, hasn’t he…?”

 

Noob: “Shut up… Just let me free Basil…”

 

Light: “Well… This one will be quite unique, I hope you’re enjoying the backdrop… Exploding organs is quite a refined stylistic choice, but in some sense it reminds me of justice.”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Noob: “H-How is this justice…?”

 

Light: “Look at the hearts: bursting into blood… It reminds me of my mission; to deliver righteousness through killing the unjust.”

 

Light: “Those hearts will be just like what I’ll do to yours if you disobey me…”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Noob: “Aaghh…”

 

Noob felt his heart leap out of its chest, as if demanding to run away, yet, still, it needed to remain part of his body…

 

Noob took a deep breath and tried to control himself. He wasn’t just going to let Basil stay in that cage.

 

Noob: “O-Okay… W-What do I have to do to free him…?”

 

Light: “It’s simple…”

 

Seven animals; chicken, cow, sheep, goat, pig, cat and dog, appeared before him.

 

Light: “The task is simple; take out their hearts.”

 

Noob: “W-What?! No! I can’t do that, t-they’re so cute!”

 

Light: “Well, if you’d like to let Basil starve instead, go ahead. It’s your choice.”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Noob: “This isn’t fair!”

 

Light: “Life isn’t fair. Sometimes you have to choose who lives and dies. If anything, you should know that by this point.”

 

Light: “The choice is yours; extract the seven animal hearts or leave Basil to be trapped for all eternity.”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Noob shouted up to Basil who was curled up in a cage.

 

Noob: “Are you okay up there…?”

 

Basil tried to respond, though it was obscured by the cage.

 

Basil: “E……… .o… .. b. .k..”

 

Noob: (“Aagh… I can’t tell what he’s trying to say…”)

 

Noob: (“What do I do?! What do I do?!”)

 

Noob stared at the animals sympathetically… Was he really going to have to kill them…?

 

Noob: (“Maybe I can start with the chicken… Then maybe things will get easier from there…”)

 

Noob stared at the chicken; it stared at him back, cluelessly and aimlessly.

 

Noob: “Ugh… Why do I have to do this…?!”

 

Noob winced and closed his eyes. Lightly, he tugged on the chicken’s neck. It didn’t do much in response.

 

Noob: (“I… Don’t want to pull any harder… I can kinda understand why Gundham was a vegetarian now…”)

 

Noob pulled the knife from his scarf.

 

Noob: (“I hate this, I hate this… I hate this!”)

 

Noob stabbed the knife into the chicken’s neck and recoiled and closed his eyes before he could witness any blood.

 

Slowly, he opened them again.

 

Noob: (“…”)

 

The chicken was still staring at him, blankly. The knife just lay on the floor.

 

Noob: “Wh-Why won’t you die!?”

 

The chicken just looked at him and tilted its head slightly; probably not to express confusion but just because that’s what chickens do.

 

Noob: “U-Ummm…”

 

Noob: “Can you please…? Kill yourself…?”

 

Chicken: “…”

 

Noob: “Aagh…”

 

Noob picked back up the knife and rushed himself into the wall.

 

Noob: (“Phew… I need to do this… Let’s make it swift and just… Like a ninja, o-or something…”)

 

Noob twisted the knife in his hand anxiously. He then began to spin it, faster and faster.

 

 

Noob: “I… I can do this…”

 

Noob closed his eyes so as not to look at the chicken and ran forwards, rushing towards his prey like a panther or Celtic warrior.

 

But instead of running into his prey, he ran into a wall. His knife scraped its edge, preventing his body from being smashed by the collision.

 

Noob: (“This is… Really… Really… Difficult…”)

 

Noob: “Why do I have to kill you…?”

 

Noob said as the cow mooed.

 

Chicken: “…”

 

Noob: “N-Not… Much of a talker, are we?”

 

Chicken: “…”

 

Noob: “You remind me a bit of… Guest…”

 

Noob: (“N-No… I need to stop humanising the thing…!”)

 

Noob: “L-Let’s just get this out of the way, huh, buddy?”

 

Noob said while picking up the chicken which still stood silently.

 

Noob soothed the chicken while preparing the dagger. He took a deep breath and plunged it into its flesh.

 

Noob closed his eyes and heard a light, desperate clucking sound.

 

Before silence… Cold silence…

 

Noob opened his eyes, though they were glued a little by the tears that were starting to form.

 

 

 

He saw the chicken. Cold, dead, he dropped it immediately.

 

Noob: “Wh-What…? Wh-What have I done…?”

 

Noob fell down to the floor, not exhausted physically but emotionally; it felt like something had just fallen out of him.

 

And yet… He had to continue…

 

He looked at the sheep, reluctantly.

 

It was small, for better or worse, its fluff looked warm and comfortable.

 

Noob: (“Ugh… Talk about a sacrificial lamb…”)

 

Noob sighed.

 

Noob: “W-Well I killed him…”

 

Looking down at the chicken.

 

Noob: “S-So I can kill you too…”

 

Sheep: “Baaaa…”

 

The sheep looked completely clueless. While the dog was sniffing the chicken’s corpse, the sheep just blinked its weirdly tilted eyes, as if completely unaware of the carnage that was about to commence.

 

Noob gazed at the exploding heart wallpaper around him. Not… Very reassuring…

 

Noob: “Ugh… Sheepy… H-Here we go…”

 

Noob flicked his now bloody knife, getting a few splatters on his scarf.

 

Noob: “E-Ew….”

 

The sheep just looked at him, without a care in the world. But its bliss couldn’t last long.

 

Noob breathed in and charged the knife into the sheep’s neck, when he had plunged it far enough, he recoiled and stared at the floor to avert his eyes, but even on the floor, there was blood.

 

Noob closed his eyes and retracted his knife. He wasn’t going to make the same mistake of looking at the body while it died, although he could still hear its weak baas.

 

Slowly, he opened his eyes again, still a little queasy about the mess he’d made.

 

Noob: (“Ugh… I wanna throw up… Why do I have to do this…?”)

 

The goat and the pig were next; Noob tried not to look at them. The pig, being more intelligent than most of the animals, had backed itself into a corner as some form of meagre defence, but that only made it easier to confront.

 

Noob gently approached the pig to harvest the pork chops, he closed his eyes again and plunged the dagger, this time hearing a lowly squeal.

 

Likewise, the goat had turned itself away and looked fearfully at Noob with its sideways eyes in a corner.

 

Noob: (“T-They’re… They’re afraid of me…”)

 

Noob looked down solemnly at the blood that had been shed…

 

Noob: (“But I… Can use this fear… The cow will be a lot easier to fight right after killing the goat because it’ll be too afraid… I-I have to kill them back to back…”)

 

Stealthily, Noob ran for the goat and cut down its throat; it collapsed making a hopeless bleat as it fell.

 

Noob felt a punch in the gut. These animals just wanted to live. They weren’t ready to go yet…

 

Next Noob approached the cow, stabbing it in the side, before leaping over it and stabbing its back. Finally, he spun the knife like a shuriken and pierced through the cow’s neck, hearing it groan as it yearned for more life.

 

Noob: (“...”)

 

Noob stared at his last two prey, fearfully, a dog and a cat.

 

The dog looked just like the dog that Guest used to have, a little beige dog with big eyes and a taste for luxury food. But, this dog was really just a puppy, and Guest could tell; slaughtering it would be a terrible thing to do.

 

The cat, on the other hand, looked equally squeezable and adorable, but instead of squeezing love out of the cat, Noob would have to be squeezing its life.

 

Noob gulped and called the puppy.

 

The puppy whimpered, Noob couldn’t blame the dog, the smell of blood was getting nauseating.

 

Noob: “Well… If you don’t want to come to me… I-I have to do this the hard way…”

 

Noob felt vomit swell up in his throat…

 

Yet, still, he charged into the one-sided battle between him and the dog. He sliced the dog’s neck with his knife, and felt vomit churn in his throat when he saw the puppy’s head fall right to the floor.

 

Noob: (“O-Oh… God…”)

 

Noob closed his eyes and cut the cat too, hearing a faint meow, before vomiting over everything he’d done.

 

He felt nauseous… The room felt like a blur. All he had to do now was extract their hearts. One by one, he pierced through the jungle of flesh and blood and cut through to the core to find the treasure of the temple… Their hearts.

 

 

Flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh… It was just like what happened at Homer’s execution. A jungle of flesh.

 

He heaved each of the animal hearts and presented them before him, feeling absolutely ill at the slaughter he’d started.

 

Noob: (“I... I-I killed a puppy and a kitten… They’re dead and it’s all my fault!”)

 

Noob: “All my fault, all my fault, ALL MY FAULT!!!”

 

Noob was breaking down and coughing up bits of spit as he echoed those words. Basil, now released from the cage, stared at him with a crooked smile.

 

Basil: “I-It’s not your fault… It wasn’t you who did that… Maybe it was something… Something else inside of you…?”

 

Noob: “It’s all my fault…”

 

Basil: “Noob… You don’t need to feel guilty… Maybe those animals wanted to die…”

 

Basil: “Don’t we all? Ehehehe…”

 

Basil seemed to be choking a bit on his own words.

 

Noob: “...”

 

Basil sighed, before fixating his eyes on Noob uncomfortably.

 

Basil: “Killing… Is really… Just an a-act of mercy…”

 

Noob: “It’s… My… Fault…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil walked towards the exit of the building.

 

Noob: “B-Basil… Before you go… Remember to not be seen… T-They don’t like you anymore…”

 

Basil: “I… I know…”

 

Basil: “I-It’s right after all… I d-don’t deserve to be liked…”

 

Basil tilted his head absentmindedly

 

Basil: “But… You deserve to be liked… Nothing is your fault… You were made to do it…”

 

Basil made a noise somewhere between a laugh and a cough and left, leaving Noob alone to drown in the blood.

 

Noob: “...”

 

Light: “Well done, Nubert. You did the right thing.”

 

Noob: “I don’t… know…”

 

Light: “Well, animal lives aren’t worth the same as human lives, are they? Sometimes we have to kill the many to save the few who are truly valuable.”

 

Noob: “I just… feel like getting sick…”

 

Light: “Ahahaha, of course you wouldn’t understand, naive child. Justice comes at a cost.”

 

Noob: “J-Just shut up… I don’t want to do everything you say…”

 

Light: “Well, you want the best for Basil, don’t you? That won’t be the case if you don’t obey me…”

 

~

 

Steve and Waluigi peeked into the cyan room, seeing Gandhi inside, but suddenly.

 

*Flick*

 

They couldn’t see a thing.

 

Waluigi: “Gah! What happened…? Did someone gouge my eyes out?!”

 

Steve: “Uh… I think the lights were just turned off…”

 

Light spoke up from the announcement speakers.

 

Light: “Correct. Much as I’d like to gouge your eyes out, Waluigi, it’s just that it is now nighttime, so it’d be better if you’d all get some sleep.”

 

It was slightly hard to hear Light over Waluigi blowing raspberries but Steve could still make him out.

 

Light: “I’m a benevolent God after all, I wouldn’t let those of you who need sleep go without it.”

 

Waluigi: “Benevolent! More like beneVIOLENT! Wahahahaha!”

 

Light: “Oh shut up and appreciate what I’m giving you, which is a chance to rest, goodbye.”

 

Light cut off the announcement, probably sick of Waluigi’s refutations.

 

Waluigi: “Uh… Makin’ us have to sleep like this… It’s stupid… I’m not even tired!”

 

Steve: “I won’t lie… I’m pretty tired… Having to deal with the killing game really takes a lot out of you…”

 

Waluigi: “Ehh… Just turn all that sadness an’ stuff into anger. That way ya’ still stay energised…”

 

Steve: “Do you really think that’s a good idea…? I feel like being angry could be dangerous. I don’t want to hurt someone…”

 

Waluigi: “Eh… It don’t matter as long as ya’ hurt the right people! Like, Light for example!”

 

Steve: (“Hmmm… I dunno… I don’t think anger is the right idea, though… Maybe sometimes it’s necessary…”)

 

Steve: “By the way Waluigi… How do you feel about Homer…? After everything he’s done.”

 

Waluigi: “Huh… I dunno… Guess’ it’s complicated, but…”

 

Waluigi: “I could see myself in him just a lil’... I honestly really was thinkin’ of killing someone to save Wario, I just didn’t wanna betray you guys…”

 

Steve: “You know, Sans was saying something interesting earlier, about how Gundham killed for his friends… Do you think Homer was similar?”

 

Waluigi: “Huh… Yeah, sounds right… This killin’ game is pretty evil like that…”

 

Steve: “Do you think, then… Trainer Red has a point…? Like… If we get too attached to people, we’ll end up more likely to kill…?”

 

Waluigi: “Pshhh… I dunno… I always like ta’ trust people. Even if they do bad stuff, they usually have some kinda’ reason for doin’ it.”

 

Steve: “Hmm… I dunno, it just leaves me uncertain. I know Trainer Red acted kind of weird and was supporting Light and stuff… But with the whole being unemotional thing, maybe he had a point.”

 

Waluigi: “Eh, I dunno… Not into this whole deep talk kinda thing, I jus’ go with my gut, ya’ know?”

 

Waluigi: “Yaaawn… See ya’ tomorrow, Stevo’...”

 

Waluigi: “Yaaaawwwwnnnn…”

 

Steve: (“Haha, he said he wasn’t tired, yet look at how quick he went to sleep.”)

 

Steve: (“Maybe I bored him by talking about the killing game. Maybe it’s better if we just ignore it and carry on, to be honest…”)

 

Steve got a whiff of something strange in the air.

 

Steve: (“I-Is that blood…?”)

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Steve: (“Hm… Maybe I’m just imagining things; the killing game makes you turn a little paranoid, especially in the pitch black dark like this.”)

 

Steve: (“Still… I hope nothing happened, especially not to Noob… Agh… I really need to take this off my mind, or I won’t be able to sleep… I’ll worry about it when I can actually see stuff in the morning…”)

 

In spite of the smell of blood, and Steve’s raising concerns, he still managed to get some sleep, although not until after a significant amount of worrying.

 

…

Notes:

Chicken Little is dead!!! So sad guys ;(

On a more serious note, any thoughts on this chapter?

Also, you guys get to vote on a Free Time Event, though, it won't be for the main cast, but the Rescue Team instead.

(For this whole chapter, I think I'll be sticking to Ranking Polls. I might switch back after, but for a while it'll make things more interesting.)

Vote here!: https://strawpoll.com/eJnvvY2J1nv

Chapter 53: Chapter 4 [D] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

It's finally time to see what the Rescue Gang is up to. It's been a while!

Also, we got an impressive number of 13(!!) voters, which I believe is the highest for any FTE vote and the highest since Q&A 1! Good job guys :)

Also, speaking of votes, Papyrus got an insanely impressive 69/78 votes, and the first 5 voters all put Papyrus as their number one choice. Rest assured you can look forward to him getting a free time event this time around!

~CHAPTER 53~

Rescue Gang:

Villager (Minecraft)

Stalin (Real Life)

Mr Krabs (SpongebobSquarepants)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Yellow (Among Us)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

 

 

Stalin: “Wake up, soldier! Slacking off is for dirty, capitalist pigs! Are you a dirty capitalist pig?!”

 

Kel: “Wuh-wha…?”

 

Stalin: “I’ll take that as a yes. It is no surprise, American.”

 

Kel lifted himself from the floor and found himself on a… Tropical island in the middle of nowhere…?”

 

Kel: “Where are we…?”

 

Monomi: “I have no idea! We seem to be on some kinda tropical island, but this is bad-bad!”

 

Mr Krabs: “Bad-bad for business! I don’t see a single customer around here!”

 

Monomi: “Seriously, old crabby! Our friends are still trapped somewhere… This time not by Monokuma but by Light!”

 

PAPYRUS: “INDEED, IT IS QUITE THE CONUNDRUM! BUT, OF COURSE, IT IS NOTHING THAT THE GREAT PAPYRUS CAN’T STOP!”

 

Kel: “Hey, Papyrus, there seems to be some buildings around… Is that a hotel?!”

 

Kel: “Sweeeet!”

 

Yellow: “Wait! Don’t lose focus! We’ve still got a crew to save!!!!”

 

Kel snapped himself back into reality.

 

Kel: “Right, Basil’s still trapped in there… You think we could build a raft or something…?”

 

Mr Krabs: “That sounds like a mighty good idea! I just wanna sail home! Arghargharghargh!”

 

Kel: “But… What… About our friends…?”

 

Mr Krabs: “Argh, who cares! Me’ employee’s dead! Can ye’ get me home now, Monomi?”

 

Monomi: “I’m sorry, but I think that’s a no can do… Monokuma, er… Light’s sent me someplace weird and I don’t know how to get you guys out!”

 

Monomi looked down on the floor in misery.

 

Monomi: “We’re really in a pickle!”

 

Kel: “Aww… And we were so close, too… That Light guy really had to mess us up by sending us here…”

 

Mr Krabs: “Argh… I want a refund! I did all this effort, just for me’ employee to die!”

 

Monomi: “I… Can’t do refunds… I don’t have any money…”

 

Firey: “Well, when you think of it… This place could be pretty fun to set up and have an island life… It’s a bit of a dream island after all, heheh.”

 

Kel: “But… Our… Friends?”

 

Oak: “What friends? I don’t remember us having any friends!”

 

Kel: “...”

 

Kel: (“Oh come on guys! We need to save Basil, and everyone else!”)

 

Kel: “Alright… If none of you guys are gonna find a way out of here, I guess I’ll have to do it myself!”

 

PAPYRUS: “NYEHEHEHE! DON’T COUNT ME OUT, I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS AFTER ALL!”

 

Monomi: “I can help too! Don’t count me out!”

 

Yellow: “Yeah, lemme tag too!! <3 😊”

 

Kel: “Alright! That’s four of us, enough to get going!”

 

The team started exploring the island. From the looks of things, it seemed fairly small, possibly a tourist destination, but it felt slightly eerie without a tourist in sight.

 

The island was full of what you’d expect for a mid-class tourist island; a bar, a hotel, a supermarket, a festival square, and of course, a beach. There also seemed to be a forest for those who wished to take a break somewhere relaxing.

 

Of course, now wasn’t the time for relaxing. Now was the time to get back to saving everyone from the killing game. Of course, Light wasn’t going to go down easily, since he could kill anyone at free will. The rescue team would probably want something a bit better than a few shoddy basketball maces to take him down.

 

After having trekked around the island, the group of four sat down in front of some long-gone embers and discussed their findings.

 

Yellow: “So, Kelly, what did you find?”

 

Kel: “It’s Kel, but umm… I mean, I found some forests! They looked like a nice place to relax, but more importantly, maybe we could use them to make a raft!”

 

Yellow: “Um… I found this… I… Don’t think it’s relevant, but you never know…”

 

Yellow found a paper cup holding some very strange and pungent juice with “SPAMTON SPECIL” poorly written on it.

 

Yellow: “I don’t really like the look of whatever it is… It’s like over two weeks old, too and it smells…”

 

Kel: “Hey, lemme try!”

 

Kel grabbed the “SPAMTON SPECIL” and chugged it right down.

 

Kel: (“Ahhh… Delicious!”)

 

Kel: “Man, that stuff’s good!”

 

Yellow: “...”

 

Yellow: “🤮”

 

Kel turned himself over to Papyrus.

 

Kel: “How about you, Papyrus, did you find anything…?”

 

PAPYRUS: “WELL… UM…”

 

Monomi: “Huh…? What’s the hold up…?”

 

PAPYRUS: “WELL… I FOUND THIS DIARY, OR JOURNAL OF SORTS… I KNOW IT’S RUDE TO READ PEOPLES’ DIARIES… BUT…”

 

PAPYRUS: “HMM… NYEHEHEH… I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS WOULDN’T DARE READ SOMEONE’S DIARY…”

 

Kel took a peek into the journal Papyrus found… It was tattered and strange looking… Both a warning and invitation.

 

Yellow: “Heheh… Maybe we should make an exception for this journal, Papyrus… It does look pretty sus… 🤔”

 

PAPYRUS: “B-BUT MY HONOUR! MY CHIVALRY!”

 

Kel: “Man… I haven’t read someone’s personal diary in ages, let’s get cracking!”

 

Yellow: “Uhm… That implies you’ve done it in the past… 😕”

 

Kel: (“Haha… Right… T-That was probably the wrong thing to do to be honest… Sometimes, you do stupid stuff over stupid rivalries when you’re twelve…”)

 

Kel: “Y-Yeah… I did… H-Honestly, it wasn’t a nice thing to do…”

 

Kel waved his arms in the air clumsily.

 

Kel: “B-But that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t look at this one! It could be a hint, and if it isn’t, then let’s stop before we get into the really juicy stuff…”

 

Kel: “O-Or maybe…”

 

Kel: (“No! Bad Kel! Don’t look into peoples’ personal thoughts…!”)

 

Kel eyed the ragged looking journal suspiciously and peeked into a page. Some of the pages, unfortunately, seemed to be ripped out.

 

-Today was a pretty average day give or take, apart from the motive cards being announced. Of course, my motive was completely redundant information that I already know, I’m not gonna thank you for that mastermind, you don’t deserve it. Honestly, you’re completely insane, and I know this is necessary for my people, but you’re such a sick person, and I can’t believe I have to treat you like you’re just a normal nice guy stuck in a killing game. What the hell is wrong with you?

 

But anyways, I think you know that I hate you so let’s just talk about the necessities. Yes, I encouraged the fire as you planned, I know… It’s going to be Shrek who’ll die, I get it, it was too much of a risk bringing him here. And yes, I’m going to help you carry out the deal as planned... I’ve got the blood ready for you, in case things go haywire, though I have to ask where the hell you even got this from, and it better be animals, but I guess we’re just animals to you anyways, so whatever…?

 

Anyways, yes, I socialised with the other members of the island. Yeah, it’s a bit of a facade, but I don’t think anyone suspects anything suspicious of me. In fact, I’m probably even starting to feel like one of them, not giving names, is my friend, which honestly makes me feel even worse for what I did to them in the past. Not giving any names, because I know that as soon as you find out you’re probably just gonna rig the whole thing to kill them. Looks like friendship can’t be open in this freaking game of chess, heheh…

 

-Yours Truly,-

 

Yellow: “OMG why?! The name just has to be torn out, doesn’t it?!”

 

PAPYRUS: “HMM… IT’S VERY STRANGE, ISN’T IT…?”

 

Monomi: “Yeah, and they won’t even say the mastermind’s name out loud!”

 

Kel: “Hmm… It does seem like some kind of traitor’s diary, though, I wonder who wrote it…”

 

Yellow: “It seems like whoever wrote it doesn’t really wanna work with the mastermind, but is just kind of doing it out of necessity… I’m not really sure…”

 

Yellow: “Though, they don’t really sound like the best person either… Obvs being a compulsive liar isn’t a good thing!”

 

Kel: “Hmm… Yeah… I just really hope it’s not one of our friends… If one of our friends was secretly a traitor, then would the person trying to rescue them be a traitor, too?”

 

PAPYRUS: “MY, MY, MY… THESE ARE QUITE THE QUESTIONS… EVEN THE GREAT PAPYRUS HAS HIS BRAIN BEDAZZLED…”

 

Monomi: “Let’s try not to think about it for now… I’m sure none of us are really traitors and we’re all in it for our friends!”

 

Yellow: “Yeah, go say that to the crabby…”

 

Kel: “I’m gonna go off and chat with the others for a while… I kinda just wanna check up on them, but if they do any traitory things, I’ll let you guys know!”

 

Yellow: “Nice idea! I’ll meet up with you later! 😊👍”

 

Kel: (“Hmm… Free Time…! I love the sound of it… I wonder who I should talk to today…”)

 

Kel found Mr Krabs watching the waves by the beach.

 

Mr Krabs: “Argh… Can’t wait to go back to my home… Though, it won’t be the same without Squidward…”

 

Kel: “Hey, Krabby, what’s up?”

 

Mr Krabs: “Argh… Not much, just watching the waves…”

 

-Free Time Event 1 with Mr Krabs-

 

Mr Krabs: “Arghargharghargh! What brings you here today, me’ boyo?! Are ya’ lookin’ for a job?”

 

Mr Krabs: “Well… Trust in me! I could do with a new employee after all…”

 

Kel: “E-Em… I was just wondering if you wanna hang out for a bit?”

 

Mr Krabs: “Hang out! Nobody’s asked this old crab a question like that before…!”

 

Mr Krabs: “Arghargharghargh… Nice one, boyo’!”

 

Kel: “H-Hey… I’m not kidding! I think we’ll be able to do much better freeing our friends if we get to know each other…”

 

Mr Krabs: “Psshhtt… Fine…”

 

Kel: “So… What kind of things do you like…?”

 

Mr Krabs: “I like money!”

 

Kel: “Do… You… Have any friends…?”

 

Mr Krabs: “Money…!”

 

Kel: “W-What’s your biggest dream in life…?”

 

Mr Krabs: “Money…!”

 

Kel: (“O-Okay… Communicating with a talking crab is surprisingly difficult…”)

 

Kel: “Hmm… Aha!”

 

Kel: “What’s your favourite thing to do?!”

 

Mr Krabs: “Making mo-

 

Kel: “That doesn’t involve gold coins!”

 

Mr Krabs: “Grrr… Makin’ notes of money!”

 

Kel: “…”

 

Kel: “What’s your favourite non-money related thing to do?!”

 

Mr Krabs stood completely blankly as saliva fell from his clueless face.

 

Mr Krabs: “Euuuuuhhhhhhhh…”

 

Kel: “Does anything matter for you other than money?!”

 

Mr Krabs: “Eeeeuuuuhhh…”

 

Kel: “We… Might have to work on that…”

 

Kel: (“Mr Krabs seems to be obsessed with money, money and money… Maybe I’ll need to find a way to get him out of his addiction…”)

 

Kel: (“Well… I guess I still have plenty of time… I wanna meet up with Papyrus again… He’s definitely the coolest skeleton in town!”)

 

Kel: (“W-Well… Come to think of it… There aren’t any other skeletons in town… But he’s still cool!”)

 

PAPYRUS: “AH KEL… I’VE BEEN WANTING TO SHOW YOU SOME OF MY LATEST “COOL DUDE” TRICKS! WANNA TAKE A LOOK!”

 

Papyrus flexed his would-be muscles, if skeletons had any, and pulled off one tenth of a backflip.

 

Kel: “Heheh… Maybe they could do with a little work, but lookin’ good, Papyrus!”

 

-Free Time Event 2 with Papyrus-

 

PAPYRUS: “AH… KEL THE MAGNIFICENT… I’M GLAD YOU’VE RETURNED!”

 

Kel: “Kel the… Magnificent?”

 

PAPYRUS: “WELL… I THOUGHT IT’D BE UNFAIR TO BE THE ONLY ONE WITH AN HONOURED TITLE SUCH AS “THE GREAT”… THE MAGNIFICENT IS TRULY A NAME THAT BEFITS YOU…”

 

PAPYRUS: “SPEAKING OF… I’M STILL TRYING TO COME UP WITH SOME NICKNAME… ER, TITLES, YES, TITLES, FOR THE OTHERS…”

 

Kel: “Hmm… Ooh! Maybe I can help ya’!”

 

PAPYRUS: “HMM… LET’S START WITH YELLOW…”

 

Kel: “Uhh… Yellow the… Prestigious?”

 

PAPYRUS: “NO… THAT’S TOO… FORMAL…”

 

Kel: “W-Wait… Are these meant to be formal?! They’re titles, right?”

 

PAPYRUS: “B-BUT I WOULDN’T DARE GIVE MY FRIENDS SUCH A FORMAL NAME!!”

 

Kel: “Hmmm… Then how about… “The Yellow”?”

 

PAPYRUS: “THE YELLOW…? YES, YES, PERFECT! YELLOW THE YELLOW… IT HAS QUITE A NICE RING TO IT, RIGHT?”

 

PAPYRUS: “LIKE THE GOLDEN RINGS OF A FINE-WASHED SPAGHETTI!”

 

PAPYRUS: “EH-ERM… I REALLY NEED TO STOP TALKING ABOUT SPAGHETTI…”

 

Kel: “Nah…! I think it’s cool! Spaghetti is cool! Besides, I’m obsessed with Orange Joe so I think it’s fine!”

 

PAPYRUS: “HMMM… SAY, KEL… THIS MIGHT BE A WEIRD QUESTION, BUT DO YOU THINK WE’RE FRIENDS?”

 

Kel: “Hmmm… Friends?”

 

-Of course!

-Hell no!

-We’re more than just friends!

 

-> Of course!

 

Kel: “Of course we’re friends, Papyrus! That goes without saying!”

 

PAPYRUS: “WOWIE! R-REALLY?! THAT’S SO “COOL DUDE” OF YOU, KEL…! I’VE NEVER REALLY MADE A FRIEND BEFORE…!”

 

PAPYRUS: “WELL… APART FROM SANS… I GUESS… BUT HE’S MORE OF A BROTHER THAN A FRIEND… YOU KNOW HOW BROTHERS ARE…”

 

Kel: Haha, I guess… Though my brother doesn’t really talk much anymore… He’s kinda sad a-and lonely…”

 

PAPYRUS: “HMM… SANS CAN BE LIKE THAT TOO SOMETIMES…”

 

Kel: “Pfft… I’m not really the best at cheering him up…”

 

PAPYRUS: “H-HEY… SOMETIMES, PEOPLE, BROTHERS ESPECIALLY, GET LIKE THAT… BUT ALL THEY NEED IS A HUG…”

 

PAPYRUS: “WELL, UH, MAYBE NOT… CUZ’ SANS KINDA HATES HUGS… BUT STILL… NYEHEHEHEHEH… YOU GET THE POINT…”

 

Kel: “Hahaha… I know, sometimes actions speak louder than words…”

 

PAPYRUS: “YEAH, ER, EM… I NEVER REALLY GOT THAT ANALOGY AT ALL SINCE ACTIONS DON’T TALK, BUT YEAH??”

 

Kel: “H-Hey… Papyrus…. I think Sans must appreciate your hugs…”

 

PAPYRUS: “R-REALLY…? BE JUST KINDA LOOKS AT ME AND NEVER RESPONDS…”

 

Kel: “Y-Yeah, but… You said it yourself… Actions speak louder than words… Maybe he really enjoys the hug, but… He might not be very good at expressing himself?!”

 

Kel: (“What am I even saying? I must be channelling my inner Basil or something…”)

 

PAPYRUS: “NYEHEHEHE… MAYBE YOU’VE GOT A POINT… THOUGH… I STILL DON’T GET THE ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS ANALOGY…”

 

PAPYRUS: “UNLESS IT’S SCREAMING… DOES THE ACTION IN THIS CASE HAPPEN TO BE SCREAMING…?”

 

Kel: (“Haha… Typical Papyrus… He’s Definitely a nice guy, even when he struggles to understand…”)

 

Kel: (“I really hope he manages to get out with his brother, Sans. The two of them definitely remind me of my own family.”)

 

Kel: (“I dunno if the duo ever try to compete over their heights, though… There’s a definite winner when it comes to that…”)

 

Kel: (“Papyrus is definitely someone I can call a friend, I mean… I guess that’s pretty obvious, haha…”)

 

-Free Time Events with Papyrus Complete!!-

 

Kel: (“Phew… Still a bit of time left… I guess I’ll just have a chat with whoever I bump into… Typical Kel style!”)

 

Kel then bumped into a stack of logs being gathered by Villager.

 

Kel: “Yeowch!”

 

Kel: “O-Oh hey Villager, wanna hang out?!”

 

Villager: “Hm… You’re just like my son was… I suppose I can’t say no…”

 

-Free Time Event 2 With Villager-

 

Kel: “So Villager… Wanna talk about something…?”

 

Villager: “Hmph…”

 

Kel: “Ummm… Oh geez… I kinda thought you’d start the conversation first… S-So I don’t really have any topics planned…”

 

Villager: “Did you seriously expect me to do that…?”

 

Kel: “Uh… Nice weather today, am I right?”

 

Villager: “It’s a tropical island, of course the weather is nice… That shouldn’t be a surprise…”

 

Kel: “Geesh… You’re a stubborn one… Well I guess I’ll have to pull out the big guns now!”

 

Kel: “Heheh… Tell me about your family!”

 

Villager: “My… Family…”

 

Villager looked down at the floor with a depressed look on his face.

 

Kel: “O-Oh gosh… T-That was so insensitive of me…”

 

Kel: “...”

 

Kel: “I-I dunno if it’s wrong for me to say this, but I lost someone important in my life too…”

 

Villager: “...?”

 

Kel: “S-She was part of our friend group… A-And one day… She killed herself…”

 

Villager: “O-Oh… I-I’m sorry, Kel… T-That must’ve caused a lot of anger for you…”

 

Kel: “A-Anger… No…”

 

Kel: “A-Actually… I felt pretty terrible at first… Like a really bad friend… And then after…”

 

Kel: “...”

 

Kel: “I dunno… S-Sometimes I feel like a really bad person… Cos’... I got over it too quickly…”

 

Kel: “My other friends couldn’t really recover… E-Especially not Basil… But… I…”

 

Kel let out a loud sigh.

 

Kel: “A-Am I a bad person for getting over grief too quickly…?”

 

Villager: “...”

 

Villager: “I-I… Often ask myself the same question…”

 

Villager: “After losing my family… I felt nothing but rage… There was no sadness, only fury…”

 

Villager: “Sometimes it makes me feel like an awful person for not truly expressing grief…”

 

Villager: “E-Especially… When the arsonist himself… He did it out of a twisted sense of vengeance…”

 

Villager: “He… Also… Lost someone close to him… I don’t know who…”

 

Villager: “I worry that by feeling such anger, I’m becoming more and more like him…”

 

Kel: “...”

 

Kel: “H-Hey, it’s okay… Villager…”

 

Kel: “M-Maybe we just all experience grief in different ways…?”

 

Villager: “Hm… T-That was surprisingly mature of you to say, Kel…”

 

Kel: “H-Huh…? Really…? Sometimes I can’t even follow my own words…”

 

Villager: *Sigh*

 

Villager: “Ever since A13 was enforced… Things have been going downhill… Iit’s just violence against violence… I… Have to appreciate your optimism in these times…”

 

Kel: (“A13… What’s he talking about…? Oh, well, I’ll act smart and pretend to know…”)

 

Kel: “Heheh… Thanks… And I appreciate your honesty… It’s been really nice to talk to somebody about some more difficult stuff…”

 

Kel: “I’m sorry if I kinda pushed it onto you, though…”

 

Villager: “Hmph… No worries… Difficult topics such as death don’t come easy, but if we ignore them and refuse to talk, they build up and destroy us in the inside…”

 

Kel: (“Hmmm… Villager seems really hostile on the surface… But he’s actually pretty mellow when you get to know him…”)

 

Kel: (“He’s been through a lot… It must’ve been difficult for him… But still, he’s definitely someone I can call a friend.”)

 

-Free Time Events with Villager Complete!-

 

Kel: (“It was nice talking things out with Villager… I should probably head back to where we were before… Next to the embers, right?”)

 

Kel hopped back to the spot where the four had gathered previously.

 

Kel: “Heheh! Hey guys, again!”

 

 

 

Kel: “Hmm… Do you guys wanna take a break here for a bit? I feel like having another “SPAMTON SPECIL” and taking it easy for a bit.”

 

Yellow: “Heheh… We’re already doing it… Not that we’re going anywhere near that horror drink of yours! 😱”

 

PAPYRUS: “NYEHEHEH… IT CAN’T BE THAT BAD…”

 

Kel: “Exactly! And besides, it’s curry and truffle flavoured! What’s not to love?!”

 

PAPYRUS: “E-ERM… N-NEVERMIND…”

 

Yellow: “🤮”

 

Monomi: “U-Um… I-I dunno about that drink…”

 

Kel: “Monomi too?! Y-You guys are no fun…”

 

Yellow: “H-Honestly… I think I need a rest after hearing that…”

 

PAPYRUS: “INDEED… EVEN THE GREAT PAPYRUS NEEDS HIS BEAUTY SLEEP. LET FLIGHTS OF RACECARS SINGS US TO OUR REST!”

 

Monomi: “Yeah, night-night Papyrus! Hopefully we’ll figure out a way out of here in the morning!”

Notes:

Alright, hope you enjoyed! The next few chapters are gonna be shorter ones, since shorter chapters suit the puzzles a little better. Nonetheless, I hope you can look forward to the next few events this chapter. It's gonna be interesting...

We're not doing FTEs for Steve yet since plenty of the main cast are locked up...

Chapter 54: Chapter 4 [E] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Here's another chapter for you guys! This is probably the shortest chapter yet, but I think it's best if I split the puzzles into segments like this rather than switch perspectives multiple times a chapter. I also wanted to include a lot of images for this chapter!

~CHAPTER 54~

 

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

Hoping nobody would notice in the dark, Basil crawled over to the red room.

 

The room was… Hard to discern amongst the shadows, but Basil could make out a figure in a glass cage.

 

Basil: (“Trainer Red… That’s definitely him…”)

 

Basil: (“I need to save him… I need to…”)

 

Basil heard a tired cough from the speakers. A disembodied voice in the dark.

 

Light: “Ahem, daring today aren’t we?”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Light: “I mean… Going out to free someone… Someone who hates you at that… In the middle of the night of all times…?”

 

Basil: “H-He doesn’t hate m-me…”

 

Light: “Care to explain his attitude in the last trial then?”

 

Basil: “T-That wasn’t l-like him… I-It w-wasn’t h-him at all…”

 

Light: “Ah… Irrational as always… Ahahaha, after all, if you were rational, you would’ve killed yourself and then we wouldn’t have to put up with you.”

 

Basil gulped. Light was starting to sound like his internal monologue.

 

Light: “Now then… I’d originally planned something nice, to do with flowers for you… But seeing as it’s nighttime…”

 

A dim light lowered from the ceiling, enlightening Basil to the terror that was right in front of him all along.

 

 

 

The hanging, decomposing body of Gundham.

 

Light: “Now then, Basil, The Ultimate Framer. Hide the body.”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Basil: (“He knows… I-I mean… Of course, he knows…”)

 

Basil just stood there, paralysed by Gundham’s hanging corpse. By this point, his body was stale, and there was rot around the edges. Basil’s body froze in cold repulsion…

 

But still… He had to do this… For Trainer Red…

 

Basil took Gundham’s cold neck off of the noose, and tried to carry him. As he did so, he felt like there were worms, infecting and swarming his head.

 

Worms from the past coming back to bite him.

 

Gundham’s misshapen corpse lugged over Basil’s frail shoulders. He heaved his body but it weighed him down past the point of moving like the heft of leaden thoughts.

 

He scanned the darkness… Nothing but shadows, and…

 

Basil: (“N-No… I’m j-just imagining things again, aren’t I…?”)

 

He stumbled upon something that looked like a table. Thinking it was a person, or something else, Basil gasped, bringing sound to the silent air.

 

Basil crawled under the table and brought Gundham’s body, now sagging over his elbow, with him.

 

He didn’t have the willpower to act at a time like this.

 

The smell of Gundham’s rotting flesh was already corroding his brain, like acid that leaves no memory or trace but the absence it caused.

 

Basil crossed his fingers and prayed. He prayed to whatever God was up there that everything would be okay.

 

But he knew that God was only there to punish him. And he deserved it, he deserved to be punished for the terrible excuse of a “human” that he was.

 

Light laughed. Light, to Basil, was his God. A figure of righteousness, ready to strike him at any moment. Usually invisible, yet beckoning him from the distance. Weighing his sin like iron scales.

 

Light: “Well then, I think it’s time we unleash the seeker.”

 

Light flicked his fingers like a matchstick, and a monster emerged from the walls.

 

 

 

A dark, black, massive spider-like entity that lurched towards the floor.

 

Inky, seeping, nebulous. A horror beyond reason…

 

Crawling closer yet closer. Purging, purging… Flaying Basil’s mind for its impurities…

 

Its eyes glowed, illuminating the blood red hues that dripped down from the ceiling.

 

And the bitten wooden floorboards, chewed by the monsters of the past.

 

Its tendrils crawled closer and closer… Basil could hear it weep…

 

“I’m sorry…”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Basil: “W-Why?! Why are you here?!”

 

The being closed its eyes, surrounding him in complete darkness. Consuming darkness. Basil felt as if he was engulfed into the creature’s obliviating mouth, to be swallowed and never seen again.

 

He closed his eyes and breathed, the dim light flickered.

 

Light: “Well done, Basil… You managed to escape the seeker. Honestly, that idiot clown machine needs some calibrating, but I suppose you’ve done it…”

 

Basil: “C-Clown machine…?”

 

Light: “Did you not see it…?! It tried to look under the table, but it couldn’t bend its legs far enough. I’ll fault Monokuma for the faulty equipment, the Gundham thing was my idea.”

 

Basil: “I-I didn’t see it…”

 

Basil heard a dropping noise, and the dark lights brightened ever so slightly, exposing Trainer Red’s presence.

 

Trainer Red: “Hm…? So you never even saw the clown… Were you afraid of something that didn’t exist? Are you a freaking schizo?”

 

Basil: “I… I…”

 

Trainer Red walked up to Gundham’s corpse and spat in his face.

 

Trainer Red: “Idiot. Foolish, emotional idiot. This man killed someone in the name of someone else.”

 

Basil: “I... I’m sorry…”

 

Trainer Red: “You should be… You’re even worse than that miserable old rotting corpse.”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “I… I-I hate you.”

 

Basil: “T-This i-isn’t you… I-It’s not like you…”

 

Trainer Red: “Hah… There is no “me”, you’re just an idiot. I never was anyone. I’m just a nobody.”

 

Trainer Red: “The only merit of my existence is my work output.”

 

Trainer Red laughed and slapped Basil across the face.

 

Trainer Red: “And… Yet… You seem to have no work output… Doesn’t that make yourself an objective waste of space?”

 

Trainer Red: “Someone, who’s better off dead?”

 

Basil: “I… I…”

 

Trainer Red: “It’s about time you man up Basil. Man up and go hang yourself. There’s a noose right there after all.”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “I’m sick of weak, emotional people like you. Emotions have brought us nowhere; they’ve only killed people.”

 

Trainer Red might’ve frowned, though it was hard to see.

 

Trainer Red: “So if you don't wanna hurt anyone, you have two choices. Man up, like me, and abandon these idiotic emotions, or go kill yourself.”

 

Trainer Red laughed cruelly and slammed the door on Basil. The light flickered, then turned off, leaving Basil in complete darkness.

 

Basil: (“He’s right… I’m useless, and weak…”)

 

Basil: (“I’m better off dead… Or better off someone else…”)

 

Basil: (“I either have to change who I am, or rid myself completely.”)

 

Basil: (“But change myself… I-I’m too far gone… I’m too broken…”)

 

Basil tugged onto something; rope.

 

 

 

Then he laughed.

 

Tears and laughter were the same for Basil. Perhaps they merged at some point.

 

He laughed, and laughed, and laughed.

 

Finally he could fulfill his purpose.

Notes:

Casual reminder that this is the same fic with Homer Simpson and Among Us.

Anyways... Any thoughts on Basil this chapter? Are you worried about him, scared, sympathetic, or disturbed? Hope you guys have fun as the action continues next chapter!

Also, here’s a tier list by NintendoBoy if anyone wants to create and share some tierlists here!: https://tiermaker.com/create/danganronpa-ultimate-meme-team-character-tierlist-16664638-6.
Rank your favourites, rank them by power, or rank them by whatever you want! We’ve already seen a death sadness and morality tier list too!

Chapter 55: Chapter 4 [F] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Hi guys, welcome back! Once again, this chapter's pretty short, but we'll be moving back to longer ones soon enough! Hope you enjoy, regardless.

~CHAPTER 55~

 

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

White light flickered through Basil’s head…

 

Phasing in and out…

 

Phasing through his consciousness like a bleached dagger.

 

Logic and reason swirled through his broken head like a whirlwind…

 

And then… A voice…

 

Noob: “Please… Please wake up…”

 

 

Basil opened his eyes slowly… He looked around him to see a garden, brightly lit, yet so foggy.

 

…

 

Is this what heaven is…? If this is heaven, why would he be here…? It would be a mistake.

 

He wiped the fog out of his eyes, and things started to look much more real again.

 

Then he remembered.

 

 

Pain, so much pain.

 

A world of pain.

 

Relentless, unflinching… Wreaking havoc. Everything in its path, swept like a reaper harvesting the seeds of life with his tattered scythe.

 

Pushing itself beyond boundaries, like a horrible drill piercing at Basil’s eyes.

 

Feeling all that pain might’ve explained the fog.

 

Basil: “…”

 

Noob: “B-Basil… Are you okay?”

 

Basil curled backwards, recoiling at his saviour.

 

Basil: “Noob… W-Why?!”

 

Tears started swelling up in Noob’s eyes.

 

Noob: “B-Because I didn’t want you to die, obviously! W-What were you doing?!”

 

Basil: “I-I…”

 

Basil stared down at the green grass.

 

Basil: “I… Was… i… my… f-fault…”

 

Noob looked at Basil in the eyes, before looking away nervously.

 

Noob: “I… Know you did that to yourself, Basil…”

 

Basil: “I-I… I’m sorry…”

 

Noob: “Honestly, I understand…”

 

Noob lifted his cape and showed his wounds, somewhat better than last time.

 

Noob: “I-It… W-Wasn’t Light who tried to hurt me…

 

Noob: “I… It was me…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “O-Oh…”

 

Basil: “B-But… Y-You a-aren’t a-a bad person, l-like me… Why would you hurt yourself?!”

 

Noob: “Well you aren’t a bad person, Basil! That’s just nonsense that we make up in our heads when bad things happen!”

 

Noob: “W-When the w-world is falling a-apart… We tell ourselves it’s our fault…”

 

Noob: “B-But that’s not true!”

 

Noob: “I-It’s never the right thing to do… T-To hurt yourself like that…”

 

Basil: “......”

 

Noob: “H-Honestly… I thought I’d be saving everyone if I died… I thought I’d lift the fault off everyone…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “B-But… I remembered what Gundham said… “Keep on living”...”

 

Noob’s cape flickered through the fog.

 

He looked at Basil and gave a smile.

 

Noob: “A-And I’m sure there’s someone out there… Someone for you to live for… Someone who cares about you… a friend.”

 

Basil: (“A friend, but I…”)

 

Noob: “Basil, Kel sent you this, he told me to give it to you.”

 

Noob handed Basil a torn piece of paper lightly.

 

Basil: “I… I…”

 

-Hey Basil, it’s me, Kel!

 

I know things might be really hard for you, but I just wanted to say to never give up! I know things haven’t been great for you really, and I know I don’t seem like the type to say this, but, I just wanted to say that if you ever feel alone… We’re here for you. We’re not gonna let you suffer through this by youself! I love you, and when we get outta here, I hope we can meet up with the whole gang and hang out in the treehouse again, or something! It’d be a blast!

 

Kel :D -

 

Basil couldn’t help but let the tears out. They burst through a gate that had been sealed and rusted for years.

 

These weren’t really tears of joy, but they weren’t really tears of sadness either. They were just tears.

 

Basil: “I.. I love you too, Kel…”

 

Tears flooded Basil’s eyes, like a monsoon in a savannah.

 

Basil: “I… I… For some reason… I thought they’d all laugh at my funeral or something… That my life was just pointless and funny to them…”

 

Basil: “Haha… I’m… So… Stupid…”

 

Noob was starting to cry too, now.

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah… I felt the same, b-but when I tried to stab myself… I-I thought about people burying me, too… I just imagined how sad everyone would be…”

 

Noob: “I… Felt something inside me… Telling me… That they really loved me…”

 

Noob: “And that… Saved me…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “Friendship… Saved me… And that’s why I don’t want to give up on it.”

 

Basil gave Noob the warmest smile he’d given in a long time.

 

Basil: “T-Thank you… Thank you… For taking me back to reality…”

 

Noob: “A-And… I know it’s not much, but please take this… It’s a sunflower leaf!”

 

 

Basil’s smile began to glow.

 

Basil: “T-Thank you so much!”

 

Basil: “You know we can create a whole new plant out of this leaf?!”

 

Noob: “W-Wait, really?!”

 

Basil: “Yeah, it’s the magic of plants! They can get knocked down, and you can take just a cutting, and they’ll grow back! Let me show you!”

 

Basil took a small piece of the leaf and planted it into the garden ground.

 

Basil: “Heheh, did you know fully grown sunflowers don’t always face the sun?”

 

Noob: “Huh?”

 

Basil: “Yeah… It’s just a misconception really… I mean, it’s nice to think about it, but we can’t always be facing the sun, can we?”

 

Noob: “Yeah… I guess you’re right…”

 

Basil: “When they’re young, they always face the sun, but when they grow up, they stop…”

 

Basil blew out those last words, coldly.

 

Noob: “Huh… I guess that’s life…”

 

Noob pondered for a second.

 

Noob: “I guess facing the darkness is actually even cooler in some ways.”

 

Basil: “Haha.”

 

Noob smiled and gave Basil a hug.

 

Noob: “I believe in you. Keep on living!”

 

Basil: “Haha…”

 

For just a split second, Basil felt fully in the sun again. Just a split second, free from pain, and free from guilt.

 

Bliss. Tranquillity. Was this how life was supposed to feel? Was this how life used to feel?

 

 

Snap back to reality, Basil. You spent enough time neck deep in lies.

 

Basil: “Thanks, Noob… I-I’ve gotta get going now… We’ve still got friends to save.”

 

Noob: “Oh, right, yeah… I think I might just stick around the garden for another minute, but I’ll catch up to you!”

 

Basil shut the door back to the circus quietly, leaving Noob on his own.

 

Noob sat next to a cherry blossom tree, and let the warm breeze comfort his face.

 

A pink leaf landed on his head. He picked it up and smiled.

 

Noob turned his head.

 

The megaphone at the corner of the garden creaked.

 

Light.

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… AHAHAHAHAHA! Why can’t you stick to the plan?! Idiot! Do we need to send you to special needs school?!”

 

 

Noob: “...”

 

Light: “W… Why did you save him! WHY DID YOU SAVE HIM?! This was the plan! He was supposed to die!”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “He… He’s my friend…”

 

Light: “I… I thought I fixed you…! I thought that the whole animal slaughtering thing would be an awakening exercise into reality, but no…”

 

Light: “You’re naive! Hideously naive! As naive as ever!”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Light: “I… Can’t… Believe… You…”

 

Noob: “I… I can… I believe in myself!”

 

Light: “I believe in myself?!”

 

Light coldly mocked Noob’s tone of voice.

 

Light: “You know what?! Gundham’s corroded you beyond reason! I thought I was on my way there, but it looks like you need a bit of help… Actually, A LOT of help…”

 

Noob: “I… Don’t do this…”

 

Yet Light cackled, piercing through the warm sun of the garden and into Noob’s soul.

 

Light: “Ahahahaha! AHAHAHAHAHA! You’re coming with me… I’m going to fix you…”

 

Noob suddenly felt his feet being strangled, and his legs falling through the ground. He tried to scream, but vines started covering up his mouth, restraining him. He felt himself falling through the ground, into the soily, muddy darkness of wilted death…

 

 

Notes:

Any thoughts on Noob and Basil this chapter?

No FTE event vote for now, but you'll have your chance next chapter! Hope your enjoying the cast so far! I like mixing in happy, wholesome moments with depression.... I think it makes killing games more interesting...

Have I got you attached to the meme gang yet?

Chapter 56: Chapter 4 [G] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Hello everyone! Hope you have fun with this chapter, we'll finally see Steve's perspective again.

~CHAPTER 56~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

 

 

Steve and Waluigi entered the cyan room. A black room, brightened by neon-cyan hues.

 

 

Steve and Waluigi observed Gandhi, hovering precariously from the cage in the cyan room.

 

 

The room was essentially a laser field, riddled with rather obvious clown shaped mines all over the floor.

 

In the centre of the room was a bright diamond, looking at it made both Steve and Waluigi’s eyes sparkle.

 

Steve: “A… A diamond…!”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha! Wahahaha! Diamonds!!!”

 

Steve: "Heh... I'm a bit of a diamond collector myself... Though, so far, I've only got two..."

 

Waluigi licked his lips.

 

Waluigi: "Gimme that diamond, baby!!"

 

Waluigi rushed right into the laser’s and incinerated the tip of his glove.

 

Waluigi: “YEOWCH!!!!”

 

Steve: “Waluigi… Mining diamonds is not that simple, you have to dodge the lava…”

 

Steve said while not so stealthily colliding with a laser.

 

Steve: “Ugh…”

 

Steve: “I… Oww….”

 

Waluigi: “Not the stealthiest either, are ya’...”

 

Steve: “It’s not… Quite like back in the mines…”

 

Waluigi: “Heheh… Yeah, but it looks like some of my bank robbin’ skills might come in handy here…”

 

Waluigi: “N-Not that I’m proud of them, o-of course!”

 

Steve eyed Waluigi sceptically.

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Les’ just grab that diamond an’ free Gandhi!”

 

Waluigi slid under a laser, thanks to the flexibility of his lanky body.

 

But Steve’s blocky form wouldn’t make things all too easy.

 

Steve: “Waluigi… I… Dunno… If I’m really suitable for this…”

 

Waluigi: “Awww… Not the right shape… Just like Wario, aren’t ya’?”

 

Waluigi quickly caught up on what he was saying…

 

Waluigi: “Wario…”

 

Purple aura started to flow around Waluigi.

 

Waluigi: “LIGHT, YA’ BASTARD! WHY’D YA’ HAVE TA’ GO AN’ KILL MY-

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Steve: “Deep breaths, Waluigi…”

 

Waluigi took in a few deep, onion flavoured breaths. Steve could see the rage fill his head like a swarm of angry bees, but he fiercely pulled himself intact.

 

Steve: “We’re gonna have to come up with a different strategy if I want to get through...”

 

Waluigi: “Hmm… Ya’ got anything in yer’ pocket?! If ya’ got somethin’ it might be able ta’ block the lasers!”

 

Steve: “Oh right, I still have a leftover crystal in my pocket from back in the mines.”

 

Steve held up the crystal to the laser.

 

Unfortunately the laser backfired right into Waluigi’s eye…

 

Waluigi: “WAAAAAAGHHH! PUT THAT THING DOWN NOW, STEVO’!”

 

Steve retracted the crystal, almost as if in reflex reaction.

 

Waluigi: “Urk… My eye…”

 

Steve: “So sorry about that, Waluigi… I kinda forgot from the last trial just how reflective those crystals tend to be…”

 

Waluigi: “Well, ya’ know what they say…”

 

Steve: “What?”

 

Waluigi: “If ya’ can’t beat em’, blow them up!”

 

Steve: “Waluigi, I’m pretty sure nobody-

 

But Steve was interrupted by Waluigi picking up a clown bomb and flinging it right into the laser machine before it detonated.

 

Steve: “Okay, I can’t lie, that was pretty cool.”

 

Waluigi: “Hehehe… Waluigi’s back in style baby!”

 

Waluigi shouted while twirling his moustache like a supervillain.

 

Waluigi: “Why don’t you give it a try?!”

 

Reluctantly, Steve walked towards the mine, which, instead of having a red antenna, had a beeping clown nose.

 

Looking ahead, there were only two laser machines left, both blocking Gandhi from being freed.

 

Steve fixed his aim, and then ran to pick up the mine, and shot it immediately.

 

Right into Gandhi’s cage…

 

Steve: (“Oh frick! Gandhi…!”)

 

-BAM-

 

Smoke filled up the room, as Steve saw Gandhi in front of him, coughing and with glass shards piercing his skin.

 

Gandhi: “V-Violence… I-Isn’t a-always t-the answer…”

 

Steve: “Gandhi! Are you okay?!”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… It is fine… I have lived many years… I have felt much worse pain. Ha, ha.”

 

Waluigi: “Hey, Gandhi, if ya’ need an ice cream or somethin’ to heal up your wounds, then I’m yer’ man!”

 

Gandhi: “No, it is fine. Although I am in pain, I feel relieved to be freed from that dastardly cage, which restricted my freedom.”

 

Gandhi: “A-Argh…”

 

Gandhi fell over, making Steve notice just how frail he was.

 

Waluigi tried to lift him up, but toppled over in his meagre attempts.

 

Gandhi instead, rose back up.

 

Gandhi: “Excuse me for the inconvenience.”

 

He plucked out the glass shards in his skin as if it was nothing.

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi looked away solemnly.

 

Waluigi: “Hey, is everything okay, Gandpa’…?”

 

Waluigi: “Er… Gandhi… J-Just Gandhi…”

 

Gandhi: “Forgive me…”

 

Gandhi just walked away, as if Waluigi and Steve weren’t there.

 

Steve: (“Ugh… It’s easy to see… Gandhi’s changed in the past while… He seems to be feeling a lot of guilt about everyone who’s died, and his inadequacies as a peacekeeper as a result from that…”)

 

Steve: (“I can’t blame him, but it is disheartening to see such an emotional core of the group burdened with such guilt…”)

 

Steve: “So… Where to next, Waluigi?”

 

Waluigi: “Hmmm… Honestly, I could do with a snack…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, actually, I don’t even know where to get food in here… This better not be like the desolate towers…”

 

Waluigi: “Hey, did ya’ not notice the lunch hall up the stairs of the main room that ya’ started in?!”

 

Steve: “W-Wait lunch hall…?”

 

Waluigi: “Hehehe… You’re a miner, so I’m not surprised ya’ got such tunnel vision, but hey, les’ go get a snack!”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha! First to get there is a rotten Yoshi egg!”

 

Steve: (“First to get there…? Guess I’ll take my time then…”)

 

Waluigi rushed up to the lunch hall, while Steve lagged behind, finally noticing the path of stairs that were in front of him the whole time.

 

Steve: (“How did I not notice those…? I must’ve been so focused on those doorways to save my friends that I just forgot…”)

 

Steve and Waluigi gazed in at the rainbow-sheeted table centred in the middle of the room. The room was more or less what would happen if you got a Michelin Star restaurant… And then sprayed clown paint all over it... In other words, a hot mess.

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha! You’re last, ya’ rotten Yoshi egg!”

 

Steve: “Erm… Actually you said “First is a rotten Yoshi egg”…”

 

Waluigi: “Wh-Wha?! No way, yer’ jus’ makin’ that up!”

 

Steve: “Heh, well, either way, it seems you weren’t first.”

 

 

Steve looked around to see several faces that were already there.

 

Gandhi… But also Trainer Red… And Basil…

 

Steve: (“Ugh… Someone freed the two of them… W-Was it Noob…?”)

 

Steve eyed both of them suspiciously, and sighed.

 

Basil: “H-Hi everyone…”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “Greetings.”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “I can’t believe I have to share a table with him.”

 

Trainer Red said while glaring at Basil.

 

Steve: (“I mean… I know we can’t trust Basil, but… Does he need to be that harsh?”)

 

Gandhi: “Silence all. We’ve all done our share of evil. To deflect this all upon Basil would be hypocrisy…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah… Old dude’s got a point…”

 

Steve: (“I don’t entirely trust Basil, though… In fact, I don’t fully trust either him or Trainer Red…”)

 

Steve: (“In fact, it’s pretty hard to trust just about anyone in this room… Anyone, even Gandhi or Waluigi could be the traitor or mastermind…”)

 

Waluigi: “Hey, wha’s with the long face, Stevo’…? I mean, I always have a long face, an’ I have to admit it’s pretty handsome, but it doesn’t look so good on you…”

 

Steve: “Ugh… I just can’t help but be suspicious of all of you…”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “Good.”

 

Waluigi: “Hmph…”

 

Trainer Red: “It is for the better that we don’t trust each other.”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… I have pondered this too, and yet, my trust of you all has only grown as the game continues…”

 

Trainer Red: “Well stop. Do you want us all to drop like flies?!”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “No.”

 

Trainer Red: “Then stop trusting each other!”

 

Trainer Red seemed almost fuming for a moment, in contrast to his regular self.

 

Unfortunately, what Trainer Red brought to the table was a feeling of awkwardness and silence. A cold reminder that anyone could be a killer, and that having lunch together couldn’t be a time for joy…

 

Waluigi left for a minute, and came back, with… Food??

 

If that’s what Steve could call it…? It was a weird invention that could really only be found in a circus… Chicken unsalted, yet covered in sprinkles… Bread covered in some weird kind of purple ketchup?

 

Although it looked disgusting, it wasn’t going to stop Steve after going a day without food. The group ate in near silence, although Waluigi tried to interrupt.

 

Waluigi: “Hey, what do ya’ call an egg who gets really good grades?”

 

Trainer Red: “Shut up.”

 

Waluigi looked dejected for a second, and went back to eating, a little more slowly than usual.

 

And everyone continued to eat. Besides the sound of eating, and the occasional squirting noise of the “ketchup”, nobody said a word.

 

After a bit, Waluigi spoke up again.

 

Waluigi: “Hey…? Has anyone seen Noob?”

 

Steve felt a hole in his stomach.

 

Basil: “Y-Yeah… I think I saw him, n-not too long ago…”

 

Steve nearly sighed in relief, though he still watched Basil a little warily.

 

Everyone went back to eat again, though looking a little frustrated, Waluigi stood up.

 

He walked over to where the plates where all the food was, and started messing with the purple bottles. Steve and Gandhi watched him, while the other two were slowly eating in silence.

 

After a few seconds, Waluigi returned, with some kind of “Ice Cream” made of the purple “ketchup” in hand.

 

Waluigi: “Hey! I made ice creams! Anyone want one?!”

 

Everyone, even Gandhi, just looked at him awkwardly.

 

Waluigi: “Nobody… Uh, oh darn!”

 

Waluigi gestured the ice creams towards the floor.

 

Waluigi: “It’d be a shame if those ice creams were ta’ go and fall on the floor, huh?!”

 

“…”

 

No response.

 

Waluigi started slowly moving the ice creams towards the floor

 

Waluigi: “Ohhhh noooo, they’re falling! If only a wise and noble prince were to pick them up!”

 

“…”

 

No response.

 

Waluigi angrily dropped the ice creams.

 

Waluigi: “Nobody?! Not a single one?! D’awww, come on guys!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “Ice creams… Usually aren’t made of ketchup, Waluigi…”

 

Steve: “And purple ketchup at that.,.”

 

Waluigi: “Oh come on! You don’t know until you try something…”

 

“…”

 

Steve: (“Waluigi isn’t doing a particularly great job at breaking the silence…”)

 

Waluigi: “Ya’ know… We need a leader… After what happened to Squidward…”

 

Nobody raised their hand.

 

Basil: “Y-You can be the leader if you want, Waluigi.”

 

Waluigi: “Me, but uh…”

 

Waluigi shrugged his arms.

 

Waluigi: “You guys don’t really seem ta’ support me…”

 

Waluigi sighed and walked towards the stairs.

 

Waluigi: “S-Sorry guys… I was just kinda tryina’ lift spirits after everything that happened…”

 

Waluigi: “Heh… Sorry for comin’ off as awkward…”

 

Waluigi walked down the stairs, shoulders slumped and hands off the rails.

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi scratched his head while looking up at the dripping ceiling.

 

Gandhi: “Do you believe we were harsh towards him…?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, probably…”

 

Steve: “I mean, he’s just lost someone close to him, but he’s still trying desperately to make us feel better. I think it’s only fair he deserves a bit of-

 

Trainer Red: “Scepticism.”

 

Steve: “T… That’s not what I’m trying to say…”

 

Trainer Red: “It’s true though. We can’t trust him, especially in his current mentally shaken state.”

 

Trainer Red started walking down the stairs too.

 

Trainer Red: “Make sure he doesn’t hurt anyone.”

 

Steve: “…”

 

It was true however, seeing Waluigi enraged and using his “Waluigi Blast” reminded Steve that although usually friendly, Waluigi could be quite dangerous when provoked.

 

Steve: “I hate that he sometimes has a point…”

 

Gandhi nodded understandingly.

 

Gandhi: “I understand… Sometimes people, such as Trainer Red, have radical views, however, and I understand that it is important not to fall for that mindset...”

 

Gandhi sighed and spoke while facing the ceiling.

 

Gandhi: “Many of you are particularly prone to radical mindsets… It is quite concerning…”

 

Gandhi: “Though… In a sense, I suppose it makes you more human…”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Steve: “Gandhi, I was wondering if you could help us with freeing Sans. I mean, maybe when you feel a little better, but, I think you could really help.”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… Even the smallest amount of food can sustain me. This lunch has brought me into a state capable of fighting for the truth.”

 

Gandhi coughed and stood up.

 

Gandhi: “Very well, I shall free Sans from this physical and metaphorical cage.”

 

Steve: (“W-Why does he always talk like this, it’s almost cryptic sometimes…”)

 

Steve and Gandhi walked down the stairs. As he descended, Gandhi sometimes looked as if he was about to fall, so Steve made sure to support him.

 

They approached the blue room, where Sans was located. The tent within the circus was definitely a design choice, but Steve was coming to realise at this point that nothing in this building seemed to make any sense…

 

Sans was… Seemingly still sleeping? Even after all this time. In some ways, Steve admired his bliss, but maybe he was faking it to take the pressure off everyone else, he wasn’t sure.

 

Steve: “So Gandhi… I think for this one, you have to endure this worm-clown’s insults without hitting back.”

 

Steve: “I think you’d be perfect for the job.”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… I shall try my best.”

 

Gandhi approached the tent within the tent calmly.

 

Once again, the “Worm Thing” re-emerged.

 

“Worm Thing”: “Heya Gandhi…”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Ahahaha… How’s it going today, Grandpa Gandhi…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Hehehe… They always call you that, don't they… It’s like you’re their shepherd…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Which is funny, cos’ like a shepherd, you don’t actually protect them… You just lead them to their deaths….”

 

Gandhi: “Ugh…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Gandhi, Ultimate Peacekeeper, well… ya’ don’t seem to be doin’ a very good job at keepin’ the peace!”

 

Gandhi: “Aaghhh…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Hehehe, just cos’ ya’ve never killed anyone doesn’t stop ya’ from bein’ more of a murderer than anyone else!”

 

Gandhi: “Aaaagh…!

 

 

Gandhi at this point was practically fuming, to an extent that even Steve recoiled as he watched the man pull a tantrum and stomp the worm creature to the ground.

 

Gandhi: “Aaaaghh… AAAAGHHH!!! I AM NOT A MURDERER! I’M ABOVE SUCH LOWLY SCUM!”

 

Steve just stared at him, empty eyed.

 

Gandhi: “Ah… Ahem…”

 

Gandhi scratched his head and looked at Steve apologetically.

 

Gandhi: “That was… Rather unruly of me, wasn’t it…?”

 

Steve: “Heh, maybe a bit, but, I dunno… Maybe it’s nice to see you actually expressing yourself…?”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “Honestly, I haven’t been very expressive, have I…?”

 

Steve: “Well, I dunno, you’re just a little reserved… I don’t see a problem with it…”

 

Gandhi: “Well… To be honest, I haven’t been entirely truthful to all of you…”

 

Gandhi looked away and sighed, as his glasses flashed with fog.

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… Perhaps, one day, we will discuss things. But, I do not know if I am ready.”

 

Gandhi turned and faced Steve again.

 

Gandhi: “Good luck confronting the mastermind, Steven, er… Steve. I do hope you can defeat him.”

 

And Gandhi turned away again, trudging out of the room.

 

Steve: (“Huh… That’s odd… Even Gandhi’s hiding something from us… I wonder what it could be, if he’s not open to talking about it…”)

 

Steve: (“Still, if he doesn’t want to tell me, I understand. He’s a good man at heart, even if he’s sometimes reserved.”)

 

Steve looked up at the cage, seeing Sans still sleeping.

 

Steve: (“Honestly, it’s surprising, not even Gandhi could do this one…”)

 

Steve stared up at Sans’ cage with uncertainty.

 

Steve: (“I mean… I don’t even know if anyone can do this one… But… I don’t wanna just leave Sans to starve…”)

 

Steve: (“Then again, I know that I definitely couldn’t do this one… That worm thing would probably annoy me so much I’d burn the tent down…”)

 

Steve: “...”

 

I turned away from the tent, hoping someone else would do the job.

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Chapter 57: Chapter 4 [H] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

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~CHAPTER 57~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

 

Basil entered the green room. It didn’t have quite the same, swirling, psychedelic effect of the other rooms. Instead, it feels neglected. Ivy scattered the walls, creeping vines grew from the cracks in the stony floor. Twisted plants connected the floor and ceiling, scattered with holes that looked like infected skin. Leafy stood in the middle, encased in the mess of vines rather than the clean glass cage Basil expected.

 

At least that meant Basil could make out what Leafy was saying.

 

Leafy: “Hey Basil! Can you get me outta here?! It’s getting kinda uncomfortable…”

 

Basil: “I-I’ll try my best.”

 

Leafy: “I b-believe in you…”

 

Leafy stared into Basil’s melting eyes and shuddered.

 

Basil snapped his eyes closed. It seemed as though Leafy had gone back to not trusting him…

 

To add insult to injury, Light’s voice emerged from the announcement speaker.

 

Light: “Hmm… This’ll be an interesting one. Basil, how talented are you at Pokémon training? Let’s see if you can defeat this foe.”

 

Basil heard Light click his fingers from the announcement and a massive beast made of vines emerge from the floor.

 

 

Two eyes in the centre, some kind of crawling medusa. An uncontrollable mess, as unrestrained as the hair that covered Basil’s head.

 

Basil: “Euh…”

 

Basil backed away, which soon became running as the monster got closer and closer to him.

 

Basil felt his feet begin to fly.

 

 

Basil: (“Trainer Red told me about this Pokémon… Tangrowth…”)

 

Basil: (“Seeing it in person is much more terrifying than the stories, though…”)

 

Another much friendlier looking Pokémon emerged from the floor. A tiny little sunflower seed creature.

 

 

Basil: “O-Oh, Sunkern!”

 

The Sunkern smiled back at Basil. It… Wasn’t very large… The seven foot tall vine beast stood intimidatingly over the tiny, bulbous seed that was about as large as a bowling ball.

 

Basil: (“S-Sunkern is… The weakest Pokémon… Or so Trainer Red told me…”)

 

Basil glanced at the herculean monster and back at Sunkern.

 

Basil: (“This isn’t a very fair fight, is it…?”)

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: (“There was… A strategy that Trainer Red taught me about… For now, I need to run…”)

 

Basil dived under the uncoiling arms of the beast with Sunkern in his arms. He peered into the ivy lingering on the wall.

 

Basil focused, and tied some of the ivy together, making some sort of grassy sash, fit for a baby… Or in this case, a bowling ball shaped seed.

 

Basil: “Come on Sunkern! Put this on!”

 

Basil tied the sash around the little seedling, before closing his eyes to focus on the threat ahead of him.

 

He held onto the seedling tightly, and braced himself.

 

SMAAAASH!

 

Basil felt bits of his skin burst like a blood bag under the immense pressure of the vines. He’d notice that the ivy sash had broken into pieces, but the seedling endured.

 

Sunkern looked ahead at the monster with determination, facing its opponent head on.

 

Basil: “Sunkern, endeavour!”

 

 

Sunkern charged ahead, battering the monster left and right, reducing it to a devastated state, just as the seedling had been devastated by the vine monster’s oppressing arms.

 

Basil stared at the monster with uncertainty.

 

Basil: (“He… He doesn’t deserve to be hurt like this… But… This must be what being a trainer is about… Violence…”)

 

Basil: (“It’s time I confront the truth… The only way forward is to hurt this thing…”)

 

Basil lightly kicked the wounded monster. Just a tiny kick was enough to knock it down to the ground.

 

As the monster was felled, Leafy was unleashed from the untangling cage, and dropped to the ground.

 

Leafy: “P-Phew… T-Thanks a lot, Babble… It was getting really scary in there…”

 

Basil: “Eh… Umm… It’s Basil…”

 

Leafy: “Oh, sorry… Human names are kinda weird.”

 

Leafy looked at her surroundings and breathed.

 

Leafy: “I’m so glad I’m outta there… It felt like… I was really experiencing dying… I don’t wanna die forever…”

 

Leafy: “Hmm… Do you have any idea where we are right now…?”

 

Basil: “It’s some kinda circus… It’s pretty weird though… All of us got trapped and asked to do different “puzzles” to free us…”

 

Leafy: “Ugh… So they’re making us act like circus animals? We’re people, not animals…”

 

Basil: “W-Well… I’m not sure the mastermind really thinks of us a-as people, haha…”

 

Basil: “B-But don’t worry! We only have Red and Sans left to free…”

 

Leafy: “Hmmm… Are we sure we want to free them…? I mean… Red’s been kinda horrible to us, and Sans could be the mastermind, you never know…”

 

Leafy promptly slapped herself, causing Basil to flinch.

 

Leafy: “N-No! Stop that Leafy! Don’t suspect people for no reason!”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “Hmmm… Come to think of it, are there any clues around here, heheh?”

 

Basil: “N-Not really, b-but shouldn’t we be focusing on Light, he’s the one in control right now…?”

 

Leafy pounded her hands together.

 

Leafy: “Nah, it’s the REAL mastermind I’m worried about! They’re the one who brought here first after all!”

 

Basil: (“Hmm… I mean… I guess…”)

 

Leafy: “When I find out who it is, I’m gonna kill ‘em!”

 

Basil: “I… I mean… Fair… But make sure you’re one-hundred percent accurate first…!”

 

Leafy: “Don’t worry… I’ll do that… I need to stop… Just… I… Haha…”

 

Leafy placed her hand on Basil's shoulder, slightly cold and reluctant, but nonetheless it seemed to be a gesture of friendliness.

 

Leafy: “I’m going to trust you from now on Basil…”

 

Leafy took her arm off and pondered.

 

Leafy: “Well… Unless I find any hard evidence against you….”

 

Leafy slapped herself again.

 

Leafy: “Bad Leafy… Stop suspecting people…”

 

Basil: “I-It’s okay… I’m not sure you deserve to trust me…”

 

Leafy: “H-Hey, Basil… Do you wanna investigate or something together maybe… Or just, you know, hang out or something…?”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Basil: “I-I’m busy, hahah…”

 

Leafy: “Haha… No problem… If you need something, let me know…”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Basil: “I’m fine…”

 

~

 

Steve looked at the remaining two doors and scratched his head.

 

Steve: (“Well… I don’t really want to save Red, and Sans doesn’t seem to be possible for me, so…”)

 

Steve: (“I guess it’s best that I spend a little time talking to others… Everyone seems to be on edge, so… Maybe it’s not the best idea… But still… Better than just sitting here I guess…”)

 

Steve went to the garden, observing Gandhi watching flowers.

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… Oh, hello Steven…”

 

Steve: “Hi Gandhi, how’s it going?”

 

Gandhi: “Well… Not perfectly…”

 

Gandhi stared down at a flower with twelve leaves and plucked a petal with a sombre look on his face.

 

Gandhi: “The road to hell really is paved with good intentions isn’t it…?”

 

Steve: “I-Is something wrong Gandhi?”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… I’m just thinking about some things…”

 

Gandhi cleared his throat.

 

Gandhi: “Now then, would you like to discuss some politics?”

 

Steve grimaced.

 

Steve: (“Oh God no…”)

 

-Free Time Event 1 With Gandhi-

 

Steve and Gandhi spent some time lightly discussing politics. It wasn’t exactly a fun conversation for Steve, but Gandhi’s words had a strong weight.

 

Steve: “So, as the Ultimate Peacekeeper, you must have done a lot to earn that title.”

 

Gandhi: “Perhaps… But… I’ve been doubting that lately,..”

 

Gandhi: “Sometimes, being renowned by others is just a result of knowing what to believe…”

 

Steve: “Know what to believe? What do you mean by that?”

 

Gandhi: “My belief is that truth is God. It is the philosophy that guides all my actions. Sometimes, it might even make me do actions that contradict my usual self…”

 

Gandhi: “But yet, without such a belief, would I turn to darkness…?”

 

Steve: (“Truth is God? It’s certainly a strange way of looking at things. Perhaps I should ask him what he means by that.”)

 

Steve: “When you say “truth is God”, what exactly do you mean by that?”

 

Gandhi: “What I mean is that we cannot cover things up with lies or falsehoods. A leader who chooses to lie about the truth is merely a dictator.”

 

Gandhi: “I mean… There is more to it than that. But that is the element of the philosophy that I carry to my heart, rather than my brain.”

 

Steve: “So… You believe in truth much stronger than many people…”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed, have you heard of propaganda, Steve?”

 

Steve: “Of course. It’s stuff people use with an underlying message.”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed. Many have used this weapon against me, to frame me as an unstable and crazed man.”

 

Gandhi: “I believe this only exposes their weakness. It tells us how they resort to avoiding the truth…”

 

Gandhi: “Likewise….”

 

Gandhi looked deep in thought.

 

Gandhi: “Any killer who does not admit to their crime is exposing their own weakness…”

 

Gandhi: “I cannot support such an action… People must confess….”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I agree with that, I can see why you’re so stern about the killing game…”

 

Gandhi: “It is a very serious matter. Our lives are at stake after all…”

 

Gandhi: “However… Lately, I have been feeling something strange…”

 

Gandhi: “I think, it is a sense of sympathy, compassion… For those who have been killers…?”

 

Gandhi sighed heavily.

 

Gandhi: “Is it the right to feel such a way…? I worry my strong belief that has earned me this title is faltering…”

 

Steve: “Hmm… Honestly, I don’t know… Whether it’s right to feel sympathy for people who’ve done terrible things… It’s… Complicated…”

 

Steve: “Overall… I would say no. If we try to forgive killers, we might become more like them.”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “In that case…? Do you think it is noble of a killer to villainise themselves…?”

 

Steve: “H-Huh…? Where is this coming from?”

 

Gandhi: “I-If a killer plays the villain, then nobody will wish to sympathise with them, hence, preventing us from feeling that killing is morally justified…”

 

Gandhi closed his eyes, heavily.

 

Steve: “M-Maybe you’re right… But is there a reason you’re thinking this…? Is there someone in particular…?”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “Perhaps.”

 

Gandhi grasped his walking stick and left the room, leaving Steve with an overwhelming sense of both weight and intrigue, in equal parts.

 

Steve: (“Someone who’s making themselves out to be the villain, so we won’t make the same mistakes…? For someone to do something like that, they’d have to have a lot of internal guilt for their actions…”)

 

Steve: (“Is there someone Gandhi thinks is acting as such…?”)

 

After the discussion with Gandhi, Steve checked his phone for any messages that’d been sent recently.

 

- ur mom: yo what’s up guys? [13:28]

- ~Gandhi~: Ah, Sans, we were worried about you. We believed you were dead! [13:30]

- Basil: Yeah, Sans. Thank goodness you didn’t starve! [13:31]

- ur mom: who’s this sans guy ur talking about… he sounds sexy as hell, but like, this is ur mom on the phone… [13:32]

- Red: bruh sans this ur mom joke is getting old by now [13:35]

- ur mom: u know what else is old [13:36]

- Red: Gandhi? [13:36]

- 🍃LEAFY🍃: Hey that’s mean!!!! [13:37]

- ur mom: well that’s also true but i was thinking of amogus!!!! [13:37]

- Red: Sans shut tf up and let me wear my suit in peace its not cringe [13:37]

- ur mom: u can’t tell me what’s not cringe when ur literally a brony 🐴 [13:38]

- Red: oh you wanna go there buddy, huh?! [13:39]

- Red: well ur brother sleeps with a racecar [13:39]

- Red: he is litrly racecarsexual [13:39]

- Red: Also i’m not a brony. [13:40]

- Red: It took you an awfully long amount of time to deny that… [13:41]

- Red: shut tf up other red [13:42]

- ~Gandhi~: I get the impression that you two have some sort of… “bœuf”... [13:43]

- Red: wtf is boef [13:44]

- ~Gandhi~: boefa these… how does the joke go again, Sans…? [13:44]

- ur mom: heheh okay that’s enough internet for today, gandhi… [13:44]

- 🍃LEAFY🍃: Gandhi’s got a point, though! You two need to stop having beef between you two!!! 😠 [13:45]

- basil: I think the two of them are just bored from being in their cages for so long… We should probably do our best to free them. [13:45]

- Waluigi(NumberTwo): Btw guys is it actually spelt “Bœuf” or was that just a gandhi thing?? [13:46]

- ~Gandhi~: Oh that was just a subtle reference to the fact that French terms are commonly used instead in politics. That, and a lead-up to the “boefa” joke…. [13:47]

- Waluigi(NumberTwo): Okay gotcha I just like keeping track of my spelling and stuff cuz English isn’t my first language. [13:48]

- Red: Waluigi why the heck is skwhirl spelt “Squirrel” [13:48]

- Waluigi(NumberTwo): idk [13:48]

- Red: nvm [13:49]

 

Steve: (“Okay, yeah… Not much there… Just Red and Sans being bored in their cages and them having, as Gandhi put it… “Bœuf”... I can’t believe Gandhi tried to make a “Bofa” joke…”)

 

Steve: (“Never change, Gandhi, never change…”)

 

Steve met Waluigi making some kind of dish with the purple ketchup.

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha! And voila~!”

 

Waluigi: “H-Huh?! Stevo?!”

 

Steve: “Hey, I was just wondering if you want to hang out for a bit?”

 

Waluigi: “Oh, sure… Was kinda thinkin’ of askin’ you the same thing… It gets pretty borin’ round here without Sans…”

 

-Free Time Event 2 with Waluigi-

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha… So what brings ya’ around this time, Stevo?! Come to appreciate my glorious moustache…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Wahaha… Nevermind…”

 

Steve: “I guess I just wanted to know more about you, Waluigi… Though, I can’t lie, I have this sense of paranoia that’s hanging around me…”

 

Waluigi: “Huh…? So ya’ wanna make sure I’m actually a good guy or somethin’...?”

 

Steve: “Well… It’s not exactly that, but…”

 

Waluigi: “Heh… Well, whaddya’ think…? Do ya’ consider me the hero or the villain…?”

 

Steve: “I… I’m honestly not sure…”

 

Waluigi: “Heh… Guess yer’ the same as me…”

 

Steve: “H-Huh…?”

 

Waluigi scratched the back of his neck anxiously.

 

Waluigi: “I… I can’t lie… I’m always kinda trigger happy… An’ sometimes I do stuff that no real “hero” would do…”

 

Waluigi: “So… I can’t help but worry… If I’m really the good guy here…?”

 

Waluigi: “I mean… Look… I did some dirty stuff before I came here…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Like, cheatin’ in games… I’m actually a master cheater… Honestly surprised they didn’t call me the “Ultimate Cheater” instead of the “Ultimate Villain”...”

 

Waluigi: “I-I’ve got fed up a-and thrashed whole parties before, wahaha…”

 

Steve: “T-That’s just anger… Waluigi… I don’t think that’s an absolutely horrible thing to do…”

 

Waluigi: “W-Well… What about the time Wario an’ I went and robbed a bank, wahahah…?”

 

Steve: “That’s… Less forgivable…”

 

Steve: “I know maybe I’m encroaching on your personal space, but why, Waluigi…?”

 

Steve: “Why would you even rob a bank in the first place?”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahah… Frick, ya’ got me…”

 

Waluigi: “Well… See… Thing is… I kinda got a bit of a gambling addiction…”

 

Waluigi sighed out, lowering his cap under his eyes.

 

Waluigi: “Spent it all tryina’ win big… When I started losin’... I started riggin’ stuff so that I’d earn more an’ more money…”

 

Waluigi: “I… Gambled 100,000 gold coins on whether or not I’d make it into this tournament, called “Smash Bros” or whatever, against this rival guy I hate, called Mario…”

 

Waluigi: “He’s so damn rich it was probably funny to him… But for me… I counted on this last deal… It was all I had left on me… I was goin’ down a spiral of doom, an’ I had to do somethin’ or I’d end up on the streets…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Did you win…?”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha… Course not… That damn Mario! Once again, he took everything from me! Grrrrrghhh…!”

 

Steve: “I… Don’t think… You made the right decision, Waluigi.”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Psshht… I know that… It’s just… When ya’ start spendin’, ya’ can’t stop…”

 

Waluigi: “It ain’t… Healthy… Makes ya’ into a monster… A villain, or whatever…”

 

Waluigi rubbed his head and pulled his cap further forward.

 

Waluigi: “H-Honestly… At first… When I ended up here… I kinda just… Faked… Playin’ the hero…”

 

Waluigi: “I… I… Honestly, was jus’ plannin’ on betraying y’all… And killin’ someone… If it meant gettin’ out…”

 

Steve: “W-Waluigi, that’s…”

 

Waluigi: “Unforgivable, y-yeah… I know…”

 

Waluigi: “B-But… Eventually, after playin’ the hero for so long… It started to feel real. I started to feel like I had real friends. Real people who cared about me, a-and… Surprisingly, I cared about them back…”

 

Waluigi: “Noob, Basil, Leafy… The whole lot… I wanted to protect you all more than anything…”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “I’d like ta’ think anyone can become a hero, but, heh… That’s not really true… I’m h-honestly t-tryin’ my best to be a better person… But there’s always that part of me…”

 

Waluigi: “T-That part of me that tried to kill-

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Steve: “W-Waluigi…?”

 

Waluigi: “Wahaha… N-Nevermind… Hahaha… I’ve probably only made ya’ trust me less with all this talk…”

 

Waluigi: “Maybe that’s fair though, wahahaha… I dunno if I deserve to be trusted…”

 

Waluigi walked off, dejected.

 

Steve: (“Waluigi talked a lot about his past… He seemed honest, and his guilt felt genuine. But I can’t lie, it does put me at unease… Waluigi’s instability is stronger than I imagined…”)

 

Steve: (“After spending some more time, I should probably check my messages again, not that I’ll find anything…”)

 

- ur mom: guys what do you call a skeleton without skin [16:02]

~Gandhi~: That’s just a skeleton, Sans. [16:02]

- ur mom: crap ur right [16:02]

- Red: Sans if that was meant to be an anti joke it was crappy as all hell [16:02]

- ur mom: ok uh… what do u call it when a skeleton doesn’t do a very good job at something [16:03]

- Red: skull issue 💀 [16:03]

- ur mom: ngl that was probably better than the original joke… [16:03]

- ur mom: honestly i’m not really in the mood to make puns today [16:03]

- ur mom: tbh i’m never really in the mood to make puns but yeah lol [16:04]

- ur mom: idk i’m losing my punmaster energy or smth… [16:04]

- Red: can i take ur ultimate? [16:04]

- Red: u can take mine too once you succeed in enduring the darkest edges of outer space.. [16:05]

- ur mom: do u guys ever not know if its laziness or something else that makes u not do things? [16:32]

- Red: idk thats a weird question but maybe ngl [16:33]

- basil: No I understand… Sometimes fear and laziness are kind of the same thing… It’s easy to get them mixed up… Sadness too… 🤔 [16:34]

- ur mom: nvm i think i’ve just started a philosophical debate about laziness which is kinda cringe… [16:35]

- ur mom: just not feelin’ it today 🤷[16:36]

- ur mom: though idk if i’m feelin’ it any day but it’s particularly bad today [16:36]

- basil: Hmmm… Maybe you feel tired from being in that cage for so long… Or maybe you feel like you’ve lost something… [16:38]

- ur mom: ok basil stop being my therapist ur literally fourteen [16:38]

- ur mom: and also i’m literally ur mom [16:38]

- basil: Sorry! 😂 [16:40]

- 🍃LEAFY🍃: Why did you use the laughing face Basil???? [16:41]

- basil: Oh no, I didn’t realise that was meant to be laughing I thought it was just sad 🥵 [16:42]

- Steve: Guys, have any of you seen Noob? [16:57]

- ur mom: nope [16:57]

- Red: uve litrly been in a cage the whole time sans [16:57]

~Gandhi~: Sorry, but I haven’t seen him… [16:58]

🍃LEAFY🍃: I haven’t seen him at all, sorry!! [16:58]

- basil: I haven’t seen him since this morning, sorry… It’s kinda weird since this place isn’t all that big… [16:59]

- basil: Maybe he’s avoiding me. I don’t know… [17:00]

 

Steve: (“No luck with Noob… Maybe he’s still hiding… It wouldn’t be his first time, after all…”)

 

Steve: (“Oh well… I’ve still got some time… Maybe I could talk to somebody else…”)

 

Steve met up with Leafy in the green room.

 

Leafy: “Hm… Maybe that’d make a nice angle…”

 

Steve: “Hi, Leafy… How’s it going…?”

 

Leafy: “Oh, um… Okay… I was just drawing…?”

 

Leafy: “Do you wanna hang out for a bit?”

 

Steve: “Oh, sure.”

 

-Free Time Event 4 with Leafy-

 

Leafy: “Haha, Stevie… I’m glad you’re back…”

 

Steve: “Hah… I just wanted to check up on you Leafy. I won’t lie, part of what’s driving me is suspicion, but even still, I just want to hang out.”

 

Leafy: “Huh…? Suspicion…? Speak of the devil! Do you wanna see something I’ve been working on?”

 

Steve: “Huh… I mean, I guess…”

 

Leafy lifted up a chart of people listed in order of likelihood of them being the mastermind.

 

Steve: “H-Huh…? Leafy…? Not this…!”

 

Leafy chuckled.

 

Leafy: “And do you wanna see something else…?”

 

Steve: “Huh…?”

 

Leafy picked up the list and chucked it on the floor.

 

Leafy: “Bad! Bad list!”

 

Steve: “H-Huh…?”

 

Leafy: “Bad, bad, bad, bad!!!”

 

Leafy stomped on the list aggressively. A few small tears were even forming in her eyes.

 

Leafy: “BAD!!!”

 

She tore into the paper with her fist.

 

Steve: “L-Leafy… Your list… What made you want to… Destroy it…?”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “I-It’s none of your business…!”

 

Steve: “H-Huh… Oh, s-sorry…”

 

Leafy perforated a hole right through the centre.

 

Leafy: “Aaaaghh…! Just… AAAAAAAGHHHH!!!!”

 

Leafy: “Why couldn’t I express myself?! Why did I just leave Homer alone?!!!”

 

Leafy: “Homer….”

 

Steve: “H-Homer…?”

 

Leafy wiped the stray tears off her eyes.

 

Leafy: “I… Could’ve done something… I could’ve made sure to protect him…”

 

Leafy: “A-And yet… I just let him roam irresponsibly! He ended up being the killer! I feel like… If… We’d just got to know each other a bit better, none of this would’ve happened…”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “I felt it… Before he died… He was so close… So close to… Not… Making the mistakes he made…”

 

Leafy clawed her arms into her head.

 

Leafy: “And instead of looking out for him, and being his friend, I just ignored him and wrote those STUPID CHARTS about who’s the mastermind and whatever!”

 

Steve: “L-Leafy… I never knew you felt t-that way…”

 

Leafy: “I-It’s just so!! So!!! MEAN!! It wasn’t nice of me in the slightest…!”

 

Leafy: “Tch… I really am… Not… Nice…”

 

Steve: “L-Leafy… It’s not your fault… It’s Homer’s…”

 

Leafy gasped.

 

Leafy: “Agh…! H-How dare you!”

 

Steve: “Leafy… Calm down…”

 

Leafy: “Homer… He wanted to save his family! A-And… He told me… That I reminded him of his daughter…”

 

Leafy: “It’s just… Ugh…! If I spent more time actually trying to care about others then…”

 

Leafy: “He wouldn’t be dead…”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Steve: “Hey, Leafy…”

 

Leafy: “W-What…? A-Are you just gonna call me nice or whatever?! Cos’ I don’t care! What I did was not nice!”

 

Steve: “No… I was just going to say that I’m glad to see you being honest.”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “H-Huh…?”

 

Steve: “I’m not lying. I’m tired of you pretending to be happy and friendly all the time. It isn’t good for you, and it has to be boiling up some kind of stress inside of you.”

 

Steve: “All of what you said right there… I know it’s difficult… It’s difficult for me too…”

 

Steve: “But… I’m just glad you can be open about your feelings…”

 

Steve: “What I heard from you just there. That didn’t sound like some kind of fake Leafy who spews lies about being the nicest and happiest person in the world.”

 

Steve: “It sounded like you.”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “Haha…”

 

Leafy paused and breathed.

 

Leafy: “I’m sorry for being such a liar… Haha…”

 

Leafy: “U-Um… Do you mind i-if I show you something…?

 

Steve: “Huh…? Oh, go ahead.”

 

 

Leafy pulled out a page. It was a drawing of everyone, hanging out at the bar, back at the first island.

 

Leafy: “Basil took a photo of everyone at the bar… So, I wanted to draw that…”

 

Leafy: “A-And just… Remember the good times, you know?”

 

Steve: “Hmm… I understand…”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leay: “To be honest… I kind of stole the photo off Basil… I g-guess I’ll give it back to him at some point… Maybe when I’m finished with the drawing, haha…”

 

Leafy: “H-Honestly, I’m a really bad artist… But I’ve been trying to learn by doing this drawing… It’s not much, but I’m trying, haha…”

 

Leafy: “I’d like to think that, maybe if we all make it outta here alive… I could make drawings to remember the ones who’ve passed…”

 

Steve: “Y-Yeah… Let’s do our best to survive Leafy. We need to believe in each other that we can make it out. That’s the only way we’ll do this without dying…”

 

Leafy: “Hahah… Yeah… I’m gonna practise for a bit if that’s okay.”

 

Leafy left, leaving Steve behind. He had to admit that sometimes, his own words felt hollow. While talking to Leafy helped Steve feel a bit better, distrust still lingered. Could he really put his confidence in the Ultimate Thief?

 

After his discussion, Steve went back to checking his phone. He didn’t feel much look about anything relevant being discussed, but he chanced his luck.

 

- ur mom: ok ive been thinking abt how red said my memes were out of date and how my comedy has a skull issue. [17:22]

- ur mom: and so ive decided a little change in persona… [17:22]

- 💀OHIOSANS💀: WHAT’S UP MYYYY OHIO RIZZZLERRRSSS!!!!!! [17:22]

- Red: Shut tf up sans change ur username back now [17:23]

- 💀OHIOSANS💀: But don’t u think this username is so fanum!!! [17:23]

- Waluigi(NumberTwo): Has my English knowledge suddenly disappeared cos’ I have zero idea what he’s saying. [17:24]

- 💀OHIOSANS💀: I HAVE BECOME ULTIMATE GYATTTTT!!! [17:24]

- Red: Sans actually stop. [17:24]

- Red: Is crappy humor how u cope or smth cuz if so u must be huffing immense amounts of copium after old squiddys death [17:24]

- 🍃LEAFY🍃: Um…. Why hasn’t he responded?!!!! [17:25]

- 💀OHIOSANS💀: Oh sorry ohio skibidi or something [17:26]

- 💀OHIOSANS💀: ngl i kinda have no clue what the frick i’m even talking about gen alpha lingo is like galaxy brain or whatever… [17:27]

- ~Gandhi~: Indeed… It might be correct to say that “bro’s got no rizz”. *Insert skull image* (I do not know how you do that) [17:27]

- 💀OHIOSANS💀: Okay seriously Gandhi that wasn’t very poggers of you! I’ll default dance on your grave you dabbing hater!!! [17:28]

- Waluigi(NumberTwo): Maybe it’s time we stop with the last ditch comedy, Sans… [17:29]

- 💀OHIOSANS💀: What da heck are u talkin about WaWeegee, that is not le troll epic face of you… [17:30]

- Red: Its like were going down a meme time machine [17:31]

- 💀OHIOSANS💀: C’mon Red… Your negative attitudez ain’t swell bro… You need to be more RADICAL 🛹 [17:32]

- Red: Sans… Answer this question to me honestly… [17:33]

- Red: Are you using crappy humour to deflect your real emotions?! ‘[17:33]

- Red: Pretending to be the “Funny Guy” so that we don’t see you as anyone else? [17:33]

- Red: Cuz this whole Ohio crap seems fake as all hell… [17:34]

- Red: Like Sans you don’t need to be funny or anything we’ll accept you for who you actually are [17:34]

- Red: Cuz like… Lies kinda start turning into a spiral… And I can already tell this isn’t your sense of humour it’s just some weird coping mechanism for you. [17:34]

- ~Gandhi~: Did “bro” really write a whole “ass” psychoanalysis?? [17:36]

- Red: Anal lysis wtf is that that sounds painful… [17:36]

- 💀OHIOSANS💀: sorry guys… I hate to admit this kinda crap, but red’s kinda got a point… [17:37]

- 💀OHIOSANS💀: tbh i’m not the kinda guy to admit this but i haven’t been feeling the best lately, so yeah… i thought i could use some stupid comedy to stop you guys from batting an eye… [17:37]

- 💀OHIOSANS💀: i’ll change my username back tomorrow when the stupid system lets me… forget about this, it was pretty cringe. [17:38]

- 💀OHIOSANS💀: maybe i should stop with the joking about all together… [17:39]

- 🍃LEAFY🍃: Hey Sans! You don’t have to stop making jokes!!! It’s an important part of your identity…! [17:40]

- 💀OHIOSANS💀: yeah idk… it’s not like i’ve ever wanted my jokes to be part of my identity… it’s just some stupid coping mechanism or whatever, as red put it… [17:40]

- 💀OHIOSANS💀: being the ultimate comedian is just something i was roped into by pretending to be the funny guy when i’m not really… [17:41]

- 💀OHIOSANS💀: though, preferably, could you put the psychoanalysis to the sidelines… i’d prefer if you get out of my head [17:42]

Basil: Yeah, guys… I think we were rude to Sans, and we should apologise… [17:43]

- Red: Ehehehehehe… Did u actually think i’d apologise for that lol [17:43]

- Red: The whole point was to make u feel uncomfortable or whatever [17:44]

- Red: Besides getting into peoples heads is my specialty [17:44]

- Red: Like you look at me for one second and suddenly every fire hydrant looks like me [17:44]

- 🍃LEAFY🍃: Putting Red aside, I agree with Basil… We do need to make an apology! How about instead of Sans forcing himself to make a fool in front of us we make a fool in front of him! [17:45]

- Waluigi(NumberTwo): Good idea! How about we host a rap battle in front of Sans cage?! [17:46]

- 💀OHIOSANS💀: ok ngl that would be fire [17:47]

- ~Gandhi~: Hmmm… An excellent idea! This should not only be optional, but compulsory!! Let the annual cringe festival begin!!! [17:48]

- Waluigi(NumberTwo): Annual cringe festival implies that we’ll be here for more than one year… [17:48]

- ~Gandhi~: I mean… That would be better than more of us dying, correct? [17:49]

- Waluigi(NumberTwo): I guess… But I really don’t wanna think about us being here for even longer… [17:49]

 

Steve: (“Annual… Cringe… Festival…? What the hell are they up to this time… I’m not sure… I even want to know…”)

 

Steve: (“N-Nonetheless… I should probably head over to it… This is a chance for us to actually unite over something… And maybe a way to uplift our spirits…”)

 

Steve: (“E-Even still… I’ll die inside if they make me do a rap battle…”)

Notes:

Hope you had fun with this chapter, and I hope you're ready to embrace the cringe for the next!

I wonder if you guys are expecting anything interesting to happen in the Daily Life... Who will kill who, and most importantly, why...?

As a side note, we’ve finally hit 250 kudos, I’m really proud of you guys! That puts us in the top 25 of fics tagged fan-killing game. There are still 4 multi fandom Danganronpas more popular than this though, but those ones are definitely juggernauts in the fandom, being: DR69, DR96, DR420:Blast Knock Off, DR: Fictional Nexus and DR: Teenage Wasteland. Those fics are pretty cool too, and I’d recommend giving them a check, as well as DR420: Crossoverdose, which we’ve just overtaken in terms of kudos! (Mwahahaha, GhettoFurret, I have overtaken you >:) )

Chapter 58: Chapter 4 [I] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Hello everyone! It's been a while, but I'm back. I said that I'd upload by late June, and I got delayed by a few things, but I'm back! One minor problem is that I'm stuck using my IPad for art for the next few weeks, rather than my drawing tablet, so if the art isn't quite to standard, it's probably that, and it also might delay chapters as the art takes a bit longer.

I hope you can enjoy regardless! We're doing the Cringe Festival, including some amazing Rap Battles this chapter, in case you need a reminder!

~CHAPTER 58~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

Steve entered Sans room, embracing himself for the “cringe festival”.

 

He shrugged in reluctance. Why the hell was he doing this again?

 

Everyone seemed to be chatting, in and around the tent in the centre of the room. Some of them had makeshift stands made up of tiles and pebbles throughout the circus. Sans was looking down at everyone from his cage, slightly ashamed of himself.

 

Gandhi approached Steve with a look of fascination on his face.

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… This is quite intriguing. Say, Steven, have you ever heard of a “Skibidi”…?”

 

Steve: (“Please stop…”)

 

Gandhi: “Quite the interesting trend, isn’t it…? These faces lodged within toilets… However, I do fear the trend will be exterminated within two years…”

 

Steve: (“I’m fairly sure it’s exterminated already…”)

 

Waluigi: “Hey, yo’ Stevo’! Leafy made some Skibidi origami… Ya’ wanna see?!”

 

Basil looked at the three of them reluctantly.

 

Basil: “Haha…”

 

Meanwhile, Trainer Red just hunched himself at the corner of the room, staring at the cringe trainwreck judgmentally.

 

For once, Steve could relate to Trainer Red. This whole festival made Steve recoil…

 

Steve: (“At least he came…?”)

 

Steve felt his stomach knot at the absence of Noob. On one hand, exposing all this to Noob might be mentally damaging, but on the other, Steve hadn’t seen him all day and he’d absolutely attend this.

 

Gandhi: “Now then… Why don’t we get started with the main event.”

 

Gandhi shoved a board off the ground with his ever-so-slightly ripped muscles, and placed it just behind the tent, forming a stage.

 

Gandhi attached a rock to his walking stick, and stuck the stick into the stage, as if it was some kind of microphone.

 

Gandhi: “Yo…? What is up my gangster drillers?!”

 

Leafy: “H-Huh…?”

 

Leafy flipped over her “Skibidi” origami stand in surprise.

 

Gandhi: “Yo… Honestly, my homies… We’ve kinda been, ya’ know… Dissin’ on Sans lately…”

 

Gandhi: “In earnest, he largely doesn’t deserve a lot of the pain we’ve given him… I see this “Cringe Festival” as a chance to repent for the suffering we’ve caused him, as well as a means for us to finally unite together over a common cause.”

 

Gandhi: “So les’ get cookin’ with the Annual Cringe Festival’s Rap Battle: 2023!!”

 

Leafy: “Woooooo~!”

 

Leafy: “W-Wait… Hold on… It’s not even 2023 anymore…”

 

Gandhi: “Well, of course not. However, the Cringe Festival is a celebration of 2023 m-meme…”

 

Gandhi revolted slightly at the word.

 

Gandhi: “M-Meme culture… Meme culture in 2023…”

 

Leafy: “Woohoo~! Then let’s get started!”

 

Gandhi: “I’m your host, M. Gandhi… And we’re ‘boutta start round one~!”

 

Basil: “M. Gandhi… More like M.C. Gandhi, ahahaha…”

 

Trainer Red: “That was “cringe”, Basil…”

 

Basil: “S-Sorry…”

 

Basil covered his face in embarrassment.

 

Leafy: “H-Hey! Don’t be mean! Being cringe is the whole point!”

 

Leafy declared, hugging a Skibidi origami work until it crumpled into a ball of paper.

 

Gandhi: “So les’ get kickin’ with round one! Leafy versus Waluigi!”

 

Steve: (“Thank God it’s not me…”)

 

Leafy: “H-Huh…? Me…? Against Waluigi…? Oh my tree…”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha! Prepare for Waluigi’s greatest diss track!”

 

Waluigi proudly jumped up to the stage doing gang signs and twirled Gandhi’s walking-stick microphone.

 

Before knocking it onto the floor.

 

Leafy: “Oooh~! Mic drop!”

 

Waluigi: “Wahaha…?”

 

Gandhi: “M-Maybe try not to drop the microphone until you’re finished, Waluigi…”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahah… It was just an accident…”

 

Waluigi: “E-Errr… Nah, accident…? Pffttt… Totally on purpose…”

 

Gandhi: “W-Well… The microphone is not a toy, It is a powerful weapon, stronger than any blades or words.”

 

Gandhi: “Ahem…”

 

Gandhi cleared his throat and senses, and began his announcement.

 

Gandhi: “So les’ get started~! Waluigi vs Leafy! Which o’ these homies can drop the beat the hardest?! Get ready in three… Two… ONE….! And-

 

Basil: “U-Um… Don’t we need a judge…?”

 

Gandhi: “O-Oh… My mistake… In earnest, I’m not the most familiar with “rap battle” culture.”

 

Steve: “Uh… I can be the judge if you want?”

 

Steve: (“Anything to stop me from being forced into one of these things…”)

 

Suddenly, the “Worm Thing” emerged from the ground.

 

“Worm Thing”: “Hey-Hey-Hey! I can be the host if ya’ want~!”

 

Sans started rapidly shaking his head the whole 360 degrees from his cage.

 

Steve: (“I’m guessing that’s a skeleton thing…”)

 

Basil: “H-Hey… Maybe Sans wants to host instead…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Sans?! C’mon buddy! It’s not like he can even hear us rap in that cage o’ his…”

 

Everyone heard Sans make a muffled refutation from the cage.

 

“Worm Thing”: “I guess it’s declared, then! I’m the host for your moronic little rap battles! Nyehehehe~!”

 

Leafy: “Urgh… Way to ruin the party…”

 

A thud called from the speaker at the corner of the room.

 

Light: “A-Ahem…”

 

Gandhi: “Light?”

 

Waluigi: “Urgh… Now this party’s double-ruined…”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… This… This “Rap Battle”…?! So idiotic…”

 

Light gave a frustrated sigh over the microphone.

 

Light: “I can’t believe I had to engage with you degenerates as if I was one of you on the first two islands. It’s no wonder you didn’t vote for me as leader when this is the behaviour you get up to…”

 

Waluigi: “Wah?! Ya’ hardly even talked to us! You just stood back and sowed the seeds of chaos~!”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… How strange… I believe it was you, in fact, who was stirring the pot… With your awful rules and your plan to betray us and all that…”

 

Light: “If anything, I was the reasonable leader here… Which is hilarious in retrospect… I didn’t fully realise the true criminal potential that all of you have…”

 

Waluigi: “Grrr…! Shut up, asshole~! At least I wasn’t bullying some kid who you stressed out so much that he had a mental breakdown in the bathroom~!”

 

Basil froze up.

 

Light: “Ha… I think you can see his criminal potential from a mile away, that one… Does he give you even the slightest impression of stability…?”

 

Waluigi: “It’s your fault he’s unstable in the first place, fart-breath!”

 

Light: “Tch… That’s golden coming from someone who’s been planning to kill us…”

 

Waluigi: “Why, you…!”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy; “EVERYONE, SHUT UP!”

 

Waluigi: “L-Leafy…?”

 

Leafy: “L-Light…? D-Did you just say W-Waluigi’s been planning t-to kill us?!”

 

Leafy twisted her body weakly towards Waluigi before peeking up with fury.

 

Leafy: “W-Were you planning to betray us?! I-Is t-that true…?”

 

Waluigi: “Tch…”

 

Waluigi: “D-Don’t believe him~! It’s j-jus’ Light tryina’ make us get suspicious…!”

 

Light: “I’m afraid I can validate my claims… Ahahaha…”

 

Light: “Ahem… Can the “Worm Thing” transfer the files, please…?”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Hey… Refer to me by my real name…!”

 

Light: “Ugh… Why did Monokuma make the robots on this island autonomous…?”

 

Light: “Can you not just carry out your functions and learn to bow down to your God?!”

 

“Worm Thing”: “God…? Tch… Look at the ego on this one, nyehehehe…”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… You frustrate me…”

 

Light: “Just bring the files or I press the button…!”

 

“Worm Thing”: “O-Oh… Right… Master…”

 

Waluigi: “The files…? Whatcha talking about?!”

 

Light: “Tch… Are you mentally handicapped or something?! I’m talking about the files on the second tower…”

 

Light: “They exposed my truth, so… Ahahaha… It only seems justified that I expose yours…”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

The “Worm Thing” left and reappeared from the soil with a file on its hand.

 

Leafy picked up the file in disbelief.

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “W-What the h-hell, Waluigi…? It says here that…”

 

Leafy: “W-Waluigi… Is a master of deception…? He has a complex where he tends to fake being a hero in order to trick people…?”

 

A purple aura flashed through Waluigi’s veins. Pumping unsteadily.

 

Waluigi: “WAAAAGHHHH!!!! LIGHT!! YOU ASSHOLE!!! WHY CAN’T YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!”

 

Waluigi breathed heavily, scowling like a manic cat.

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “A-Are you the mastermind or something, Waluigi…?”

 

Waluigi: “Grrr…! That ain’t true!!”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy took the microphone from Waluigi, preparing herself.

 

Light: “Hmph… One additional note. I’ll be hosting this “Rap Battle”… Not that “Worm Thing”…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “W-Wha-, hey~!”

 

Light: “Scram, or I’ll press the button.”

 

The “Worm Thing” promptly burrowed away into the soil.

 

Light: “Now… One additional rule… You may choose a punishment over the person you’re going to beat. Punishment is compulsory.”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “In that case… My punishment… Is to kill Waluigi…”

 

Steve: “L-Leafy?!”

 

Light: “Ahaha… You’re aware that that you’d be executed for that, right?”

 

Leafy: “I don’t care.”

 

Light: “Tch… Doesn’t bother me. I think I’d actually quite enjoy seeing the maggots feast on your flesh.”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “Waluigi…”

 

Leafy: “You betrayed me! I thought we were friends… Best friends!”

 

Waluigi: “…”

 

Leafy yielded the microphone as if it was a sword.

 

Leafy: “Challenge me, villain!”

 

Waluigi: "..."

 

 

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha… WAHAHAHAHA~!”

 

Waluigi’s body began to glow… Not in purple, but a deep red.

 

Waluigi: “So that’s how ya’ wanna play, huh?! WAHAHAHAHA~!”

 

Waluigi’s eyes flashed crimson through the dark.

 

Waluigi: “Well it’s about time for the Ultimate Villain to shine~!”

 

Waluigi: “If ya’ lose to me in this battle, I’ll force ya’ to starve yerself’ to death…!”

 

Waluigi curled his hands like claws.

 

Waluigi: “Wah.. Wahahaha! So why don’t ya’ take me on, the Ultimate Villain!”

 

Waluigi snatched the microphone from Leafy’s hands and spun it without letting go.

 

Waluigi: “Numbah’ one! Numbah’ one! Numbah’ one!”

 

Waluigi posed himself like a warrior and roared at Leafy. The stage set up flames as Waluigi’s aura flashed a burning red.

 

A fast, grungy beat began playing from Light’s speaker.

 

Gandhi just stood in total dismay, knowing that, regardless of the outcome, his celebration had been turned to a feast of carnage.

 

Waluigi: “Prepare for destruction, Leafy!”

 

Waluigi coughed, a deepness in his throat revved up.

 

~RAP BATTLE~ -> WALUIGI

 

Waluigi: “I am the inferno, the God of rejection!”

 

Waluigi: “My villainy pulses like a sickly infection!”

 

Waluigi: “I’m the Ultimate Villain who burns all in flames!”

 

Waluigi: “These embers of destruction… Oh, I’ll take the blame!”

 

Waluigi: “…”

 

The beat began to grow in intensity, and Waluigi’s voice became more melodic. Angered, yet wistful.

 

Waluigi: “Give. Up. Ya’ life!”

 

Waluigi: “There ain’t no point, oh, why ya’ gotta fight!”

 

Waluigi: “An’, hell shines bright…!”

 

Waluigi: “I live in the dark an’ I banish the light!”

 

Waluigi: “I’ll break you down, make yer’ soul go fryin’!”

 

Waluigi: “Cos’ I’m livin’ a lie that just can’t be dyin’!”

 

Waluigi: “Everyday there’s these gunshots that burn through my head…!”

 

Waluigi: “Why don’t I just free them, we’re all best off dead!”

 

Waluigi: “You’re just burnin’ brightly, too close to the sun!”

 

Waluigi: “So give up yer’ soul cuz’… I AM NUMBAH’ ONE!!!”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “A-aaagh…”

 

Basil: “L-Leafy…?”

 

Waluigi nudged the microphone towards Leafy.

 

Waluigi: “C’mon! Fight back, dummy…! A villain don’t fight one sided battles!”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “F-Fine..! It’s just…”

 

Leafy sighed into the microphone.

 

~RAP BATTLE~ -> LEAFY

 

Leafy: “I guess this is fate, and I’ll meet my end…”

 

Leafy: “But when I hear your voice, I can’t help but see a friend…!”

 

Leafy: “There’s this sense of betrayal that burns through the air…”

 

Leafy: “But there’s a closeness within it, and it just isn’t fair!”

 

Leafy: “So the truth’s that we’re just a villain and thief…”

 

Leafy: “But then why’s there this sadness inside both our beats?!”

 

Leafy: “A ride through my heart has just only begun…”

 

Leafy: “It’s a flaming tunnel yet at the end there’s the sun…”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “I just can’t take it… It’s not meant to be…”

 

Leafy: “We’re covering ourselves… Until we can’t even see…”

 

Leafy: “It’s like we’re just actors, we’re playing a role!”

 

Leafy: “As it spins through my head… Just what is the toll?”

 

Leafy: “I drift through this world feeling something is lost…”

 

Leafy: “And we call this kindness, but… What is the cost?!”

 

Leafy dropped the microphone, breathing heavily.

 

Leafy: “Waluigi… W-Why?!”

Waluigi: “Waahaahaaa…! Pathetic…!”

 

Leafy: “Were you planning to betray us all along…? I thought… We were friends…”

 

Waluigi: “…”

Waluigi turned his back against Leafy.

 

Waluigi: “In this world… There’s heroes an’ villains…”

 

Waluigi: “Nobody gets to CHOOSE who they are in this world!”

 

Waluigi’s words echoed as he shook his fist.

 

Leafy: “Gh… I…”

 

Light: “A-Ahem… Are we done…?”

 

Leafy: “N-Ngh…”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… This rap battle really is a great opportunity…”

 

Light: “I’ll make this simple. Leafy wins.”

 

Light: “There’s no way I’d miss an opportunity to have not just one, but TWO of you worthless degenerates dead, after all…”

 

Waluigi: “…”

 

Waluigi: “Psht… Fine then… Leafy. Kill me.”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “I… I…”

 

Waluigi: “Thas’ how these stories end, right?! The hero slays the dragon!”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Waluigi: “Ya’ know… Red told me somethin’... He had a point…”

 

Waluigi: “Bad guys… Deserve ta’ die…”

 

Leafy: “A-Aaagh…”

 

Waluigi smiled at Leafy.

 

Waluigi: “C’mon just do it! It’s whatcha’ wanted, right?!”

 

Leafy: “Aaaghh…! Then… Why… Can’t… I… Do it!!”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Light: “Ahahaha, Leafy?! Are you braindead?!! Just kill him you freaking moron!”

 

Leafy: “U-Ugh… I-It’s just…”

 

Leafy shook her fist at Waluigi, before it wilted downwards.

 

Leafy: “No matter what… I can’t think of you as a villain! I don’t wanna kill you!”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Gh…”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “I change my mind, Light! I’m not gonna kill Waluigi over something as stupid as this!”

 

Leafy: “So what if he was planning to betray me?! T-That’s n-not the Waluigi I know! T-That’s not the Waluigi’s who’s standing right here!”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha…”

 

Light: “AHAAHAHAHA!!! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!”

 

Leafy shivered at Light’s reaction.

 

Light: “M-My files!! M-My files… They didn’t…”

 

Light’s furious voice crackled into calm through the microphone.

 

Light: “It’s alright… It’s alright, Light… I-I can dispose of you through other means… I-I… Can…”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahah…”

 

Gandhi: “Hah…”

 

Light: “What do you mean hah?! What’s funny about any of this?! You were supposed to murder each other!”

 

Gandhi: “Leafy… You’ve grown.”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi walked between the stage, collecting his microphone.

 

Gandhi: “In earnest… I think we all have… I myself see the world less in black and white ever since I’ve arrived here…”

 

Light’s voice crackled horribly from the microphone.

 

Light: “Gandhi?! You idiot! Ahahahaha…! You freaking degenerate idiot!”

 

Light: “Amongst these scum, you are the most admirable…”

 

Light: “But then why…?! WHY ARE YOU SIDING WITH THESE INHUMAN FREAKS?!”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “Light.”

 

Light: “What?! What do you want, you demented old man?!”

 

Gandhi: “Everybody deserves forgiveness. Even you.”

 

Gandhi: “If you ever get the opportunity, help us extend the olive branch of peace. Between both our groups.”

 

Gandhi: “Let us have peace.”

 

Light’s voice cracked wildly through the speakers.

 

Light: “Ahaahahaaahaaa?! Peace?! PEACE?!”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… Don’t play with me! Don’t you see we’re too far gone?!! I’m too far gone!”

 

Light: “There is no peace in this world! There are heroes and then there are freaking villains! And if the heroes and villains mingle, there's nothing but degenerate slurry to inhabit this world!”

 

Light: “Ahaahahahaaa… What I’m trying to do for this world is for the better! I’m trying to make… A happy… Perfect world…!”

 

Light’s voice started to break down like rotten wood.

 

Light: “A happy… Perfect… World…”

 

And once again, his voice amplified, like a scream reverberating through a dark tunnel.

 

Light: “So why can’t you just freaking kill each other?!!”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “It’s because they don’t want to. Fundamentally, deep down, they are good people.”

 

Gandhi chuckled towards the source of Light’s voice.

 

Gandhi: “There’s a part of me that believes you are too.”

 

Light: “J-Just…! Of course I’m a good person! I think it’s YOU who needs to be questioning your moral judgement!”

 

Light: “Fundamentally good people?! There's NOTHING like that about those two! They have such insidious criminal potential. A-And much of it has already been awakened!”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmph… I’ll put that aside, why don’t we focus on the people in front of us right now. The truth is the present and future, not the past.”

 

Gandhi smirked at Light’s speaker, as if he had won a battle.

 

Gandhi: “Now… Why don’t we just move onto round two… My drillers…?”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Ugh, fine… Round two, begin. Steve versus Gandhi. Go pick each other’s punishment.”

 

Steve: “M-Me…?!”

 

Steve: “B-But I’ve never rapped in my life?!”

 

Gandhi: “Ahaha… You can do it, Steven. I believe in you, my G.”

 

Steve: “Ugh… Jesus Christ, this is so… Cringe.”

 

Leafy: “I-Isn’t that kinda the whole point…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Alright… Whatever… I’ll do it…”

 

Steve stepped up to the stage and grabbed the makeshift microphone that literally didn’t amplify sound whatsoever.

 

Steve: “Alright… Gandhi, if you lose, I’ll make you do ten push-ups, as your punishment…”

 

Steve: (“Not like that’s gonna happen.”)

 

Gandhi suddenly froze in silence.

 

And then spoke again.

 

Gandhi: “T-Ten push-ups?!”

 

Gandhi: “Ahahahah… MWAHAHAHAHAHA…!”

 

Steve: “Gandhi…?”

 

Gandhi: “SO YOU HAVE CHOSEN… DEATH?!”

 

Gandhi: “I’LL MAKE YOU DO FIFTEEN PUSH-UPS IF YOU LOSE, FIEND!”

 

Steve: “Um… Okay…?”

 

Gandhi smiled and shook his head.

 

Gandhi: “Sorry, I was practising my evil laugh. What did you think?”

 

Steve: “I mean… Not half bad?”

 

Gandhi: “Good, I’ve been practising it for a while… I ponder whether I will need it for later.”

 

Gandhi: “Now. Why don’t we get kickin’ with an epic rap battle?!”

 

Gandhi snatched the microphone from Steve and hunched himself over maniacally. His glasses flashed black.

 

 

Gandhi: “Ok homies!!! Let’s get firin’ up the beat!”

 

A fast, scratchy beat started playing as Gandhi coughed politely, before returning to his former cool dude rapper persona.

 

~RAP BATTLE~ -> GANDHI

 

Gandhi: “Whaddup my drillers! Gandhi in da’ house!”

 

Gandhi: “Da’ sickest beats since Mickey-Mickey mouse!”

 

Gandhi: “I’ll roast ya’ up an’ I’ll roast ya’ down…!”

 

Gandhi: “I’ll roast ya’ harder than ya’ burn down towns!”

 

Gandhi: “Yer’ head is shaped like a literal brick…!”

 

Gandhi: “When yo’ mama gave birth, I heard you made her sick!”

 

Gandhi: “Yo’ got no style an’ ya’ got no grace!”

 

Gandhi: “I could shoot ya’ with a gun ‘till you have no face!”

 

Gandhi: “Yo’ love for diamonds borders on obsession!”

 

Gandhi: “You’d marry for a ring rather than for succession!”

 

Gandhi: “The rumours I got bout’ ya’ are ones to behold!”

 

Gandhi: “They say ya’ eat children! Tha’s what I’m told!”

 

Gandhi: “It’s probably lies but I’d still send ya’ to the slamma’!”

 

Gandhi: “Cos’ ain’t nobody love you, not even JOE MAMA!!!!”

 

Gandhi proudly lifted his composure back to his usual self, and performed a delicate “Mic Drop”.

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Steve: (“What the frick… That last line… So cold…”)

 

Steve: “...”

 

Leafy: “C-C’mon Steve… You can do it!”

 

Steve: “U-Ummm…”

 

Waluigi: “Heh… Maybe my words don’t mean anythin’ anymore… But I believe in ya’...”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “F-Fine…”

 

Steve: (“I’m never doing this again in my life…”)

 

~RAP BATTLE~ -> STEVE

 

Steve: “U-Ummm…”

 

Steve: “Gandhi… It goes without saying… You aren’t very good…”

 

Steve: “U-Uh…”

 

Steve: “Losers like you belong in the mud?”

 

Steve: “Losers like you can’t rap for your life…”

 

Steve: “So maybe you should just…”

 

Steve: “Give up the fight?”

 

Steve: “T-That rhymes right…?”

 

Steve: “Holy sheep… I’m losing my words…”

 

Steve: “I’m so bad at rapping I don’t want to be heard…”

 

Steve: “Y-Yeah…?”

 

Steve: “Oh my God, this is so embarrassing…”

 

Steve: “I-I-I-I… Yeah…”

 

Steve: “I’m not doing this anymore…”

 

Steve dropped the microphone.

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “I can’t believe I’m facilitating this ridiculous game…”

 

Light: “Steven. Fifteen push-ups. Now.”

 

Steve went down to the floor and carried out his punishment.

 

Gandhi: “I’m deeply sorry… Steve… For this cruel and unusual punishment…”

 

Steve: “Ugh… It’s fine… The only real punishment was having to rap…”

 

Gandhi looked away from Steve, unfazed.

 

Steve went back to sitting down, next to Waluigi and Leafy, who were now sitting away from each other.

 

Steve: (“Ugh… There’s still this intense sense of distrust between them…”)

 

Steve: (“Honestly… Maybe it’s right…? Why should I trust the Ultimate Thief and the Ultimate Villain, especially with everything Light’s just said…?”)

 

Light: “Hmph… We’ve still got two more participants who have to rap.”

 

Light: “Trainer Red and Basil. Get on the stage.”

 

Basil jumped a little in response to his name, and creeped up onto the stage, while Trainer Red sighed and rolled his eyes, following onto the other side.

 

Basil: “...”

 

Gandhi fixated his eyes on the two of them anxiously.

 

Light: “Choose your punishment.”

 

Basil: “I-I… I pick n-no punishment, of course… Ahahaha…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “You have to pick some punishment, little freak.”

 

Trainer Red: “Nothing in this world works without punishment.”

 

Basil: “U-Um…”

 

Basil: “Ahahaha… M-Maybe your punishment, i-is not leaving me alone… A-And b-being my friend, like you really are… L-Like y-you used to b-be…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Disgusting.”

 

Trainer Red: “If I win, then I’ll show everyone the photo.”

 

Basil: “W-What photo…?”

 

Trainer Red: “Don’t play dumb. You know exactly which photo I’m talking about.”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “Ahaha… You wouldn’t do that… I-It’s not… You…”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… This is what I like to see… Why don’t you two get started?”

 

 

Trainer Red looked at Basil coldly, and picked up the microphone.

 

A slower beat began to play. Trainer Red readied himself.

 

~RAP BATTLE~ -> TRAINER RED

 

Trainer Red: “So this is it, I can’t forgive you…”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “You’re a monster in disguise, an unholy idol.”

 

The beat turned up, slightly faster, though still slow and sombre.

 

Trainer Red: “Brimstone at your feet, neck deep in hell.”

 

Trainer Red: “No God on Earth can free you from your spell.”

 

Trainer Red: “I’ve tried and tried, trust me there’s no way out.”

 

Trainer Red: “Give up your soul and live on with no mouth.”

 

Trainer Red: “Let the purest words infest our inner bones.”

 

Trainer Red: “Dry us and ripen us, like skin on stones.”

 

Trainer Red: “In the halls of the worthy, you’re just a disease.”

 

Trainer Red: “Infesting our insides, let our souls be seized.”

 

Trainer Red: “Emotion, imperfection, I won’t let you be me.”

 

Trainer Red: “Set the boat adrift, strangers in sea.”

 

Trainer Red: “Strangers without brains, we’ll refuse to exist.”

 

Trainer Red: “The skin to our mind is just merely a myth.”

 

Trainer Red: “A world in the cold, there is no leaf.”

 

Trainer Red: “A world in the cold, where you feel no grief.”

 

Trainer Red: “A world in the cold, where Nobody is all.”

 

Trainer Red: “So freeze up your heart, let your nerves take the call.”

 

Trainer Red stopped speaking, rather than dropping the microphone, he placed it on the floor.

 

He stared distantly, at the emptiness of the distance.

 

Basil shuddered.

 

Hesitantly, he picked up the microphone.

 

And he just stared at it, shaking relentlessly.

 

Basil: “Aaaagh… AAAAAAAAGHHH…!”

 

Basil’s breath tore up the air, like icy blades, piercing as far as the tip of Steve’s skin.

 

Basil: “PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME!! I… I DON’T WANT TO DIE!!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Basil. That’s not how you rap.”

 

Basil tugged onto Trainer Red’s shirt violently.

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “Ahahahahaha… This isn’t like you…! This.. ISN’T YOU…? I-Is it…?!”

 

He shook Trainer Red violently.

 

Basil: “You’re not… You’re not… Ahahaha… Forgive me…?”

 

Trainer Red punched Basil in the face, and twisted his fist inside his eye, until it started bleeding.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Basil’s breath tensed.

 

Faster, and faster, and faster and…

 

Faster, and faster-

 

Trainer Red: “Why don’t you try accepting the truth for once…?”

 

Basil: “T-The truth…? Ahahahaha…? Hah… HAH… Ha…?”

 

Trainer Red: “Basil…? Can’t you see it? You’re a horrible person, seeped in sin.”

 

Trainer Red: “There’s only one option left if you wish to repent.”

 

Trainer Red stared down Basil, laughing.

 

Trainer Red: “Accept that you’re a murderer, and, if your clingy behaviour is anything to go by, a worthless homosexual, and repent by killing yourself.”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “Haha…”

 

Trainer Red: “You heard me. The only way to cleanse your imperfection is to-

 

Waluigi: “Stop it!”

 

Trainer Red: “You again? What was your name again?”

 

Waluigi: “Just because Basil’s made mistakes in the past doesn’t make him a bad person!”

 

Trainer Red: “Light. Can you show them the photo?”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… This is getting interesting…”

 

Light paused, and suddenly, the “Worm Thing” returned, holding a photo in its mouth. Trainer Red picked up the photo, displaying it to everyone else, as if it was an artifact belonging on an altar.

 

An image of disgrace.

 

An image of sin.

 

 

An image of Basil, lurking eerily over a dead body.

 

Trainer Red: “This is who Basil really is. It’s time we stop denying the truth.”

 

Trainer Red bent down solemnly.

 

Trainer Red: “Lord Arceus, save him.”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Aaaghh…”

 

Trainer Red: “Waluigi… Basil… You called these people friends, but in truth, they were mere murderers.”

 

Trainer Red: “I’ll give you the choice. Kill yourselves this instant, and the one true God, Arceus, will forgive you. Or… Choose not to kill yourselves, letting us know that you’re all just a bunch of selfish, self-serving freaks, ready to kill us at any moment.”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “I ain’t gonna kill myself…!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Tch… See… If these people truly were heroic, they’d kill themselves on the spot.”

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Steve: (“Ahaha… What am I thinking…”)

 

Steve: “Do it, guys…”

 

Leafy: “S-Steve?”

 

Steve: “The two of you. Kill yourselves…”

 

Gandhi: “S-Steven, no!”

 

Steve: “Do I need to make myself clear?! Only two of us are making it out of here. Killing yourselves would be a noble sacrifice, don’t you see it?!”

 

Waluigi: “Ghh… Stevo’?!”

 

Steve: “D-Don’t “Stevo” me! I’m just trying to do what’s best for us!”

 

Steve: (“What’s best for us…? Ahahaha…?”)

 

Steve: “We have to… We have to…”

 

I clenched onto my head… W-What am I thinking?!

 

Steve: “Ugh… I… Jesus, I need to calm down…”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “I mean… If that's' what ya’ really believe ‘bout me, I can’t blame ya’...”

 

Waluigi: “Can’t say it ain’t what I believe ‘bout myself…”

 

Waluigi walked out of the room.

 

Basil's heavy breathing swirled like a hurricane.

 

Basil: “E-Everything’s gonna be… Okay… Haahahaahaaa…”

 

Basil: “The truth… The truth…? The truth…?!”

 

Basil: “T-There’s no r-respite, i-is there…?”

 

Basil ran out the room, clawing at his face until his skin tore as he did so.

 

There was an empty thirty seconds. Nobody looked at each other.

 

Trainer Red stood in the middle, complete neutrality on his face. Completely obscured of emotion, but the clicking of something inside of him.

 

Leafy’s hands wrung with guilt.

 

Sans observed the scene with an empty look on his face from the cage.

 

Gandhi looked at himself as if he was looking at a monster.

 

Steve… Didn’t know what to feel…

 

What had he done…? Who even am I?

 

Before he could answer, the lights went out.

Notes:

Hello again, everyone! Feel free to comment your thoughts below as always. Something interesting will be revealed next chapter so I hope you can look forward to that.

I wonder what you guys are expecting will happen in the circus? There's sure to be a few more surprises!

Chapter 59: Chapter 4 [J] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Hmmm... I wonder if anything important will come out of this chapter, as tensions begin to rise, and trust begins to to dwindle?

Or maybe you'll trust me, the author, that this will be another wholesome chapter with fun character interactions and minimal drama??

Either way, I hope you have fun!

~CHAPTER 59~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

Light: “With those moronic rap battles over, it’s now nighttime. In earnest, I waited a little late to start night time… But who want to miss Basil’s reaction to being exposed as a murderer…?”

 

Leafy: “Come on! Not now, I-I’m worried about Basil! We need to protect him!”

 

Light: “Hmph, he’ll be fine.”

 

Light: “If anything, this exposure to the dark will only fox his fears. That’s all the kid needs after all, a cold, hard beating.”

 

Waluigi: “Urgh…”

 

Waluigi’s grunt confirmed that Waluigi was back in the room. Steve felt a blend of emotions mix in his head with that fact…

 

Comfort? Fear? Could he trust that villain of a man? Did he want him safe, or did he want him dead?!

 

Steve: (“Ahahaha… Is… F-Friendship… Getting in the way of my objective thinking…?”)

 

Steve: (“That man is a criminal, faking himself as a hero… W-Why am I…?”)

 

Light: “Heh… There’s one thing however, I didn’t tell you, that happens when the lights are off…”

 

Steve could imagine the pathetic grin on Light’s face as he paused for dramatic effect.

 

Light: “The motive.”

 

Steve: (“O-Of course… Looks like this psycho isn’t above motives, either… He’s really no different to Monokuma…”)

 

Gandhi: “Please, tell us. Do not keep us in the dark.”

 

Leafy: “Y-Yeah… It is so dark here…”

 

Gandhi: “Hahah… I meant it more metaphorically than literally…”

 

Light: “Well, I suppose if I must let you know…”

 

Light: “The motive is that the Circus in the dark is a completely separate circus from the one at day…”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… If you’re able to search through the darkness, you might be able to find some dark secrets.”

 

Light: “Perhaps you’ll be brought even closer to the truth…”

 

Waluigi: “Urgh…”

 

Light: “Hehehe… You might even be able to find me, if you search hard enough…”

 

Steve heard a crunching sound that he could make out to be Waluigi clenching his fist.

 

Light: “Furthermore, perhaps you’ll find some hints about the mastermind…”

 

Leafy: “Woah!”

 

Light: “And perhaps you’ll even find where Nubert’s gone off to…”

 

Steve’s temptation was suddenly conjured like a storm.

 

Light: “Furthermore, I’d like to reveal something; there is a way to swap between both circuses without having to wait for time to pass.”

 

Basil: “…!”

 

Light: “Well, then, I wish you luck. May the best of you survive. Ahahaahahaa…”

 

And the announcement stopped, dead silence lingered in the dark.

 

Yet, tense, uncomfortable silence…

 

Steve could clearly make out the sound of Waluigi punching his fists together.

 

Suddenly, Gandhi spoke up.

 

Gandhi: “We’re going to need a light source of we’re going to get through this without going insane, aren’t we…?”

 

Steve felt relieved by his reassuring voice.

 

Steve: “Hmm, yeah, nobody’s got any coal, right?”

 

Trainer Red: “Correct.

 

Gandhi: “Then, we shall have to walk through the dark. I am willing to, if it brings us closer to the truth.”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Steve heard the rattle of surging anger like a fire in the pitch black.

 

Waluigi: “GAAAAHHHH!!! WHERE’S THAT LIGHT GUY!! I SWEAR IMMA KILL HIM NOWWW!!!!”

 

There was a sudden purple flash, enlightening the room ever so slightly.

 

Gandhi: “W-Waluigi…?”

 

Trainer Red: “Don’t let temptation overtake you, Waluigi.”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed… Although Light is currently leading the killing game, you may still be executed for killing him; it’s not a safe option.”

 

Waluigi: “Hmph… Honestly, I don’t care! I’m willin’ ta’ kill Light even if it costs me my life!”

 

Steve: “D-Don’t do that, Waluigi…”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha?! Why should y’all care about two villains dyin’?!”

 

Waluigi: “And besides… What’s the other option?! By killin’ Light I’d be savin’ THOUSANDS of people jus’ like Wario, who’d otherwise be murdered!”

 

Waluigi: “It’s… The only way I could make up for what I’ve tried to do…”

 

Gandhi: “Waluigi… We need to handle Light’s situation without resorting to violence…”

 

Gandhi: “Only the mastermind should be handled with such aggression, after all.”

 

Leafy: “A-Also… He could kill you instantly, Waluigi… That notebook can kill anyone… Er… At least any human…”

 

Waluigi: “Tch… Why do you care about my safety?!”

 

Leafy: “B-Because…”

 

Waluigi: “I don’t want to hear it.”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Steve: “Hahaha… When you think about it… We really are trapped, aren’t we? We’re like pawns wedged between a game between Light and the mastermind…”

 

Steve: “It’s just so… Hopeless…”

 

Waluigi: “AAAAGHHH!!! SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP! HEROES DON’T GIVE UP!!!”

 

Waluigi flashed purple and fired a laser bolt right over the top of Steve’s head.

 

Steve: “W-Waluigi?! You almost tried to kill me!”

 

Waluigi stared at Steve with a stunned and disgusted face.

 

Waluigi: “W-What the hell… I… I tried to kill ya’…

 

Waluigi: “Ahahah… Light’s right… I’m… No hero… I’m just… A villain…”

 

Trainer Red: “See? Futile emotions can be dangerous…”

 

Waluigi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “L-Let’s just go to sleep… This motive… It horrifies me.”

 

Steve: “You’ve got a point. And besides, it’s a motive, so clearly it’s here to encourage us to kill…”

 

Steve: (“Ahahah… I’m just lying through my teeth, aren’t I… This motive… I have to find Noob… I have to!”)

 

Gandhi: “Very well… Actually, one second… Have any of you seen my glasses…? I’ve come to notice that they aren’t on my face…”

 

Leafy: “Well it’s pitch-black, so I dunno how we’d even-

 

Steve was alerted to the sound of glass cracking.

 

Leafy: “OWWWW!!! OWWW!!”

 

Leafy: “Aagh! Who left glass on the floor!! AAAAGH!!”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Leafy: “Waluigi! Can ya’ blast that glass off my foot!”

 

Waluigi: “I don’t wanna blow your foot off, dumbass!”

 

Gandhi paused for a second, and sighed heavily at the noise of his glasses breaking.

 

Gandhi: “Very well, blindness lights the way. And the way right now is to sleep.”

 

Gandhi: “Let us rest.”

 

Steve heard the sound of a couple people either sitting or lying, though he felt uncertain if they were actually going to remain asleep. Steve might’ve wanted to stay awake so that he could find Noob, but now the desire to stay awake to stop Waluigi from sneaking off

was overpowering that.

 

Leafy: “OWWW!! OWW!! OWW!!”

 

But for now, Steve had to listen to Leafy’s melodic screaming. At the very least, it was going to stop him from falling asleep so easily.

 

Leafy: “OWWW!! AAAAGHHH!!! EEEGHHH!!”

 

Her screams were getting more melodically diverse. At least that is usually a sign that they’re going to stop.

 

Leafy: “Laa laa laa laa laa laa leeeeeeeeeEEEE!”

 

Or maybe not. The screams seem to have eventually been replaced by Leafy joyfully singing.

 

Leafy: “S-Sorry… I sing when I’m in pain… It’s… A weird coping mechanism…”

 

Leafy: “I should probably just get over it…”

 

Steve had a feeling this was going to be a long night…

 

“…”

 

Time passed.

 

And more time.

 

And there were footsteps.

 

Steve: (“Someone’s walking… Ugh… I knew I couldn’t trust anyone…”)

 

Steve stood up.

 

Steve: “Who is it?”

 

Leafy: “Oh, uh…. Um… Bathroom!”

 

Gandhi responded drowsily.

 

Gandhi: “Emm… I… Don’t believe leaves… well… urinate…?”

 

Leafy: “Um… Uh…”

 

Steve: “Leafy… We know you want to sneak off on your own to find hints and stuff…”

 

Leafy: “I-I’m sorry… I just…”

 

Leafy: "..."

 

Leafy: “I just can’t bring myself to trust any of you…”

 

And the sound of dashing footsteps was heard.”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Gandhi: “L-Leafy… I… I’m sorry I couldn’t unite us as a group…”

 

Steve: “I’ll try to find her… It’ll be hard to find her through the dark…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… Indeed…”

 

Steve: “I wonder if the Monophones have a flashlight feature…?”

 

Steve checked his Monophone.

 

Steve: (“Of course they don’t, because they aren’t regular phones, they’re Monophones… Ugh…”)

 

Steve stumbled around in the dark.

 

Steve: “Have we got any kind of light source?”

 

Gandhi: “Well… Look around… You might find something…”

 

Steve felt his way along the walls. He touched something and it made a noise.

 

“AHAHAHAHA!! WELCOME!!!”

 

Steve: “A-Aagh! Stupid clown button! It nearly gave me a heart attack!”

 

Steve kept walking and-

 

Steve: “Aaagh!”

 

He stepped on glass.

 

Gandhi: “Now my glasses are double-crushed… How unfortunate…”

 

Steve: “S-Sorry, wait…”

 

An absurd thought rushed to Steve’s head.

 

Steve: “Your glasses flashed a lot, right Gandhi?”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm?”

 

Steve: (“That signature anime boy flash… There’s no way I could forget it…”)

 

Steve: “Well… What if that’s because they aren’t made of glass, but glowstone?”

 

Gandhi: “Glowstone…? The name eludes me…”

 

Steve started scrambling the leftover bits of Gandhi’s glasses together, and sure enough, Steve was able to create a makeshift brick of glowstone to shine through the dark.

 

Steve: “And voila!”

 

Gandhi: “Erm… Now my glasses are triple destroyed…”

 

Steve: “It’s not destruction, Gandhi, it’s recycling.”

 

Gandhi: “Erm… Well, I can’t see anyone anymore…”

 

Steve: “Uh… Oh, right… I mean, maybe we’ll find something for you to wear in the morning…”

 

Steve: (“For now, though, I need to find Leafy, and hopefully I can rescue Noob while I’m here.”)

 

Immediately looking at the floor, there were spiders scuttling about. Steve definitely felt something on his face during his sleep, though he wasn’t quite sure.

 

Steve: “Wow… These are some really small spiders…”

 

Gandhi: “Truly? They seem rather large… I can see them even without my glasses…”

 

Steve: “What kind of spiders are you used to, Gandhi? Are they smaller than a dog or something?!”

 

Gandhi: “You have spiders that are larger than a dog? If I hadn’t been aware of Australia, that would seem quite absurd…”

 

Steve: (“I dunno… I’m used to it… Either way, I guess I’ll hunt for Leafy…”)

 

Steve looked up to the most obvious place for Leafy to go running off to; the stairs.

 

Except instead of stairs, this “alternate circus” had a basement; a creaky old trap door replaced the rubbery, plastic stairs.

 

Steve: (“Well, I’m a miner.I’m used to the underground, so there can’t be anything to be afraid of, right?”)

 

Steve still felt his nerves shake at the thought of Noob being down there.

 

But nonetheless, he heaved the trapdoor open, and began to venture down.

 

If it was theoretically possible to be darker than pitch black, then this was it. The walls of the basement seemed darker than obsidian. Only, the small, dim light illuminated the enigmatic room which would otherwise be completely cloaked in darkness.It seemed the kitchen up the stairs had been replaced with the wreckage of a laboratory. The eerie den of a mad scientist swallowed Steve’s surroundings. Even the tiny space that his glowstone box illuminated was enough to clarify that.

 

 

On the walls, blood and dirt. Right across him, rusty tables and old documents that seemed to be written in some kind of language Steve didn’t understand. On the floor, there was-

 

Steve: “Aagh!”

 

Needles… Steve, not being able to see his surroundings clearly stepped onto a bed of them.

 

Steve: (“Looks like I’m gonna have to be tested for HIV when I get out of here…”)

 

Steve treaded carefully, trying his best to avoid the needles on the floor.

 

But instead, in ignoring the ceiling, some kind of acid dripped down and stung his skin.

 

Steve looked upwards and saw some jars of acid hanging from the ceiling, precariously. The one directly above him said “HCl”, presumably standing for hydrochloric acid.

 

Steve: (“I swear… Whoever made this lab clearly wanted to die in a freak accident…”)

 

Steve stared at the complete wreckage of wires along the wall.

 

Steve: (“Judging by the state of this place, perhaps they already have…”)

 

Steve shone his light to the side, and saw perhaps the worst site he’d seen yet.

 

 

 

A trail of brutally mutilated clowns, each murdered in different, yet equally cruel ways.

 

The blood had gone deep red and dry, but it still seeped from the heads of the clowns to the floor.

 

Steve: (“A-Are these real people…?”)

 

Steve studied the labels placed near each of the clown corpses.

 

“VICTIM OF THE RESISTANCE”

-Murdered by March

 

Read a label next to a decapitated clown.

 

Looking at it made Steve want to vomit, but he had a feeling, a twisted urge to keep looking, because maybe this would provide him the answers he needs.

 

The answers on the mastermind.

 

He kept skimming through the labels, trying not to see the clowns as real people…

 

“VICTIM OF THE RESISTANCE”

-Murdered by June

 

Read the label next to a horrendously scarred clown.

 

Steve kept reading, feeling the pit in his stomach grow larger and larger, consuming him like an abyss as he did so.

 

“VICTIM OF THE RESISTANCE”

- Murdered by September

 

Next to a clown with its face melted off.

 

Steve: (“Wh-What the hell?! Is this real? Is this the mastermind’s doing?!”)

 

“VICTIM OF THE RESISTANCE”

- Preliminary Victim of April

 

A shockingly young looking hanging clown.

 

“VICTIM OF THE RESISTANCE”

- Murdered by December

 

A clown curled up in a ball, collapsed.

 

Steve: “G-Get me out! GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!!”

 

Steve: “AAAAAAAAAAAGHHHH!!!”

 

???: “Shut up.”

 

Steve turned around warily and saw Trainer Red looking at him sceptically.

 

Trainer Red: “Idiot. You fell for the motive.”

 

Steve: “I-I…”

 

Trainer Red: “The entire purpose of this nighttime circus is to urge people to kill.”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red tugged onto Steve and pulled him away, knocking off the glowstone block off his hands.

 

Steve: “W-Why are you even trying to get me out of here?! I thought you didn’t believe in emotions!”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “Natural Selection.”

 

Steve: “W-What…?”

 

Trainer Red: “Do you remember rule 12?”

 

Steve: “H-Huh?!”

 

Trainer Red: “The killing game will continue until there are only two people left on the island.”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “You are the candidate, who, logically, should survive.”

 

Steve: “W-Why m-me?”

 

Trainer Red: “You avoid things like friendships. Out of anyone here, you are least likely to let petty emotions get in the way.”

 

Trainer Red: “I was quite impressed by your words to Waluigi at the festival.”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “In a sense, you remind me of my father.”

 

Steve: “Y-Your father…?”

 

Trainer Red took a long pause before speaking again without restraint.

 

Trainer Red: “Yes, he was a strong man.”

 

Trainer Red: “He reminded me of who I really am. My true calling.”

 

Trainer Red: “A-And… Most importantly…”

 

Steve noticed a shakiness in Trainer Red’s voice, even if just for a second.

 

Trainer Red: “He knew to put logic before emotions. He left my family when I was young, so he could focus on work.”

 

Steve: “Is that something you should look up to…?”

 

Steve: “I know how it feels to be alone, without a family…”

 

Steve: “It doesn't feel-

 

Trainer Red interrupted Steve, bitter and impatiently.

 

Trainer Red: “He’s strong. The truth is that ruthless, emotionless efficiency always wins.”

 

Trainer Red: “It’s the only way to become the best. It’s the same with Pokémon in the wild.”

 

Trainer Red: “The strong hunt their prey, while the weak and vulnerable perish in the wild.”

 

Trainer Red: “That is natural selection.”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red gave a shaky grimace, and smiled hopelessly.

 

 

Trainer Red: “I want to be the very best, like no one ever was.”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “I won’t stop at ruthless perfectionism to achieve that.”

 

Steve: “B-But what about m-morals…?”

 

Trainer Red: “Morals are just a social construct used to let the weak survive and waste resources. It serves no purpose but to sate peoples’ useless feelings.”

 

Steve: “This is wrong… Your whole way of thinking is wrong!”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red let out a crooked smile, melting like quicksilver.

 

Trainer Red: “Don’t you want to survive?”

 

Steve: “H-Huh…?”

 

Trainer Red: “Only two people are winning this game. As far as I’m concerned, that should be you and me.”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “Ehehehe… We need to find a way to kill them indirectly. Logically, we should start with the weakest.”

 

Steve: “W-What do you mean, j-just shut up!”

 

Trainer Red: “……….”

 

Trainer Red: “………”

 

Trainer Red stared at Steve, devoid of hope.

 

Trainer Red: “We need to work together to manipulate Noob and Basil to kill themselves.”

 

As if on reflex, Steve slung his fist into Trainer Red’s face with no restraint.

 

He fell. Stone cold on the ground.

 

I couldn’t care whether he was alive or dead. I walked away in silence.

 

But as I walked, I felt that kid smiling at me, as if this was what he wanted.

Notes:

Hmmm... With the motive now unleashed, I wonder if this funnels into any of your thoughts on who'll be influenced by it this time.

And what about Leafy running away, Noob's disappearance, the dead clowns, and Trainer Red? Any theories are welcome! ;)

Chapter 60: Chapter 4 [K] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Yay! We're at chapter 60, everyone!

Anyways, this isn't exactly a big chapter, but we'll be going back to the journeys of the (currently) unsucessful Rescue Team.

Let's see what they find out this time.

~CHAPTER 60~

Rescue Gang:

Villager (Minecraft)

Stalin (Real Life)

Mr Krabs (SpongebobSquarepants)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Yellow (Among Us)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

 

 

“It’s honest work. It’s enough to take us around the archipelago.”

 

Kel was alerted by Villager’s voice.

 

Kel: “Y-Yo! What’s up?!”

 

Villager: “Hmph. While you lot were wasting time with pointless investigation, I decided to build a boat.”

 

Kel took a look at the boat. Although it was mostly just a large wooden raft, it didn’t look too shabby.

 

Kel: “W-Wait…! We could find the others with this! It’s definitely worth something!”

 

Villager: “Hold on… Don’t call the others…”

 

Kel: “Wh-Why?!”

 

Villager: “Well one of them could be a traitor, working with the mastermind in hiding.”

 

Kel: “Haha… Don’t say that…”

 

Villager: “Does my point not stand?! If there is a mastermind and a traitor in the midst of our targets, is it not rational to assume that one of us is imitating their role…?”

 

Stalin walked between Kel and Villager, grumbling.

 

Stalin: “Hmph… What were you two rambling on about…?!”

 

Villager: “U-Uhm… Nothing…”

 

Stalin raised an eyebrow pensively.

 

Kel: “Nothing?! We were talking about the boat he made to escape!”

 

Villager: “…”

 

Stalin: “The boat he made…?! Don’t you mean the boat we made, comrade?!”

 

Kel: “Y-Yes, yes. Sorry, sir.”

 

Villager: “Hmph… Not like any of you worked on the boat anyways…”

 

Stalin snapped at Villager on reflex, but Kel quickly interrupted by pulling out the random megaphone in his pocket and screaming.

 

Kel: “HEY GUYS!! WE FOUND A WAY OUTTA THIS ISLAND!!! LET’S GO SAVE OUR FRIENDS!”

 

Villager: “Kel! What did I say about-

 

Monomi: “Yippee! This really goes to show the power of teamwork!”

 

Villager crossed his arms and snorted.

 

Villager: “Hmph… Must I affirm that I built it alone…?”

 

Kel: “Hey, look, everyone’s gathering!”

 

Villager: “Tch…”

 

Mr Krabs: “Arghargargharghargh! Welll done me’ boiyo! That should be enough to sail back to Bikini Bottom!”

 

Yellow: “Nice job with the boat, Kel! 👍”

 

Firey: “Yeah… I’m… Afraid of water… But it looks like a good option!”

 

PAPYRUS: “AS A FULLY VALID MEMBER OF THE ROYAL GUARD, I MUST SAY, THIS BOAT IS INCREDIBLY WELL STRUCTURED. WELL DONE, KEL!”

 

Kel: “Hehehe! Thanks for all the praise everyone!”

 

Villager: “…”

 

Stalin shoved Villager onto the boat.

 

Stalin: “Get on, lazy village pig.”

 

Firey stared down at the water, shaking a little.

 

Firey: “Uh-Uhm… I’m not sure if I should…”

 

Stalin chucked Firey on board. Though Firey came close to setting the boat aflame, he quickly regained his footing before he’d set fire to the boat.

 

Firey: “H-Hey! Be a bit more careful!”

 

Oak: “Indeed! Fire is super effective on grass, so Firey would’ve burned the boat!”

 

Yellow: “We already know that! … W-Wait did you say grass?!”

 

Kel: “Yeah… I think you mean wood…”

 

Oak: “Ugh… I’m not caught up with the new generations and all their new types these days!”

 

Yellow: “F-For someone named “Oak”, I would’ve expected you to know what wood is…”

 

Kel: “Anyways, all aboard, mateys!”

 

Kel announced in a pseudo pirate accent, urging Stalin to slap him onto the boat, shaking it and making Firey feel a little uneasy.

 

Mr Krabs just chuckled and went onto the boat, while everyone else followed behind, with Oak in last, doing some kind of deranged swimming motion in the air.

 

Firey: “I-I’m starting to think that the old guy’s a little insane…”

 

Villager: “It took you this long…?”

 

Oak: “Hey! I’m not insane! I’m just imitating a Lapras! Lapras are well known for their-

 

Stalin: “Silence… Everyone would much rather hear me talk instead…”

 

Stalin: “Am I right?!”

 

Kel: “…”

 

Yellow: “…”

 

Stalin: “COULD EVERYONE STOP BEING SO SILENT FOR JUST FIVE SECONDS!!”

 

Oak began to mumble, interrupting Stalin's fury.

 

Oak: “Anyways, let’s SURF!”

 

Villager grabbed onto the oars and started moving the boat. Kel offered to help Villager, but he looked at him judgmentally and kept rowing. Eventually, after enough rowing, Villager came to a pause, and Kel took control.

 

Kel: “Whoo! Let’s do this, guys!”

 

Stalin: “Pffft… I don’t understand the optimism… Didn’t some of us die, earlier?!”

 

Kel: “H-Hey…”

 

Kel: “L-Let’s not talk a-about that sort of thing… J-Just… Stay positive…?”

 

Despite his own shallow words, sense of crippling doubt couldn’t stop itself from manifesting in Kel’s head.

 

 

Firey: “Ehehehe… Just keep sailing… just make sure I don’t fall off the boat…”

 

Kel: “Hey! Don’t worry, Firey! You’ll be just fine.”

 

Firey: “Haha… Alright…”

 

Mr Krabs: “Ah... It looks like we're far enough into sea..."

 

Mr Krabs: "Arghargharghargh... Bikini Bottom, I'm comin' home!"

 

Mr Krabs jumped off the ship, and swam down the sea.

 

Oak: “H-Huh?! Who released the Pokémon?”

 

Yellow: “I think he just released himself…”

 

Villager: “Did he seriously just leave the ship…?!”

 

PAPYRUS: “I’M SURE HE’S JUST TAKING A BREAK… HE’LL BE BACK… RIGHT…?”

 

Firey: “Is this not, like, mutiny or something…?”

 

Stalin: “Tch… It pains me to speak of a traitor this way, but we may just have to let him go…”

 

Stalin: “Besides, his target is already deceased, and he serves no purpose to the agenda…”

 

Kel: “U-Um… Hopefully he’ll find his way back to that “Bikini Bottom” place…?”

 

Stalin: “If that pathetic traitor were in my country, he’d be sent straight to the gulags…”

 

Villager: “Well, it’s not like you’be got a better motive than him. You just want a better reputation.”

 

Stalin: “Silence! You’re only doing this based on a personal vendetta!”

 

Villager: “Hmph… I…”

 

Kel: “Guys, stop fighting! You could shake the boat and KILL Firey!”

 

Firey: “Y-Yeah, it’s already getting a little shaky…”

 

Villager: “...”

 

Stalin: “I DON’T CARE WHAT THE FIREBALL THINKS! SILENCE YOU VILLAGE IDIOT!!!”

 

Stalin: “WHO CARES IF YOUR FAMILY WAS BURNT IN THE GULAGS?!”

 

Villager: “How… DARE YOU?!”

 

Yellow interrupted the argument abruptly.

 

Yellow: “H-Hey… Guys… There’s something much more urgent than your squabbling…”

 

And sure enough, everyone turned around…

 

And there it was…

 

An endless cascade, seemingly pouring down onto infinity.

 

In front of them… It seemed like they’d reached the corner of the world.

 

Villager: “Wh-What the hell?! Turn around!”

 

Oak: “My, my, is that the abyss? I wonder what kinds of rare-

 

Stalin: “Gah?! What in the name of Stalingrad is this?!”

 

PAPYRUS: “HMM… HUMAN GEOGRAPHY IS WEIRD! IT’S LIKE THERE’S JUST A STRAIGHT LINE THAT DOESN’T GO ANY FURTHER IN THE WORLD!”

 

Yellow: “I-It shouldn’t be like this, though…”

 

Kel: “Who knows, maybe the Flat Earthers were right all along?!”

 

Yellow: “T-That can’t be possible… I-I’ve literally seen space before… 🤯”

 

Monomi: “My, my, my?! How can the world just cut off like this?”

 

Kel: “U-Umm… Maybe it’s just a really, really, deep, sudden trench…?”

 

Kel peered down.

 

Kel: “That goes as far as the eye can see, and has seemingly infinite depth, haha?”

 

Villager: “Well… It’s something I’ve only heard in old folk tales, and didn’t believe it to be possible, but perhaps…”

 

 

 

Villager: “We are truly at the edge of the world.”

 

Notes:

Hmm... The edge of the world?! Are we in the Far Lands, or something?!

Anyways, I'm hosting another vote for free time events. Due to the activity of the next few chapters, fitting in a free time event here won't be the easiest, but I'll try to find a point to fit them in. It might not be added in the next chapter, but maybe a chapter or two after that!

Feel free to leave some propaganda down in the comments to convince everyone to vote your favourite! You never know how long they'll be alive for, after all...

Vote here: https://strawpoll.com/Q0Zp7RJNAgM

Chapter 61: Chapter 4 [L] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Chapter 61 time!!!

It's been a while guys, sorry about that! I hope you can enjoy this chapter and all it has inside!

The stakes are rising however... Will someone die this chapter...? I guess you'll find out.

~CHAPTER 61~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

 

 

Steve opened his eyes to the bright lights of the morning.

 

And yet, still, the images of those clowns scarred his eyesight.

 

Steve: (“Ugh… What the hell… That dark circus…”)

 

Steve: (“Though, when you have problems, the best thing to do is sometimes just to ignore them…”)

 

Steve scratched his head, and drowsily went up to the lunch hall.

 

He sat down on an uncomfable, undersized plastic chair, fit for an infant, and gazed around at the others, exhaustedly.

 

Basil, Gandhi, it was just those two.

 

Steve: (“Waluigi and Leafy must not have enough trust to dine with everyone else, Red and Sans were locked up, Noob was missing, Light was Light, and…”)

 

Trainer Red…

 

Steve: (“S-Shoot… I hope I didn’t hurt him too badly…”)

 

But Steve couldn’t muster the courage to even check. He loathed Trainer Red after what he’d said to him.

 

He’d suggested killing Basil and Noob… Not just that, but convincing them to kill themselves.

 

Steve looked at Basil hesitantly.

 

Basil: “H-Hi… I-Is something wrong…?”

 

Basil prodded the grimy potato on his plate with a plastic fork. He didn’t look much up to eating.

 

Although Basil didn’t eat much in general, it had seemed worse lately.

 

Steve: “I-It’s nothing…”

 

Basil: “S-Sorry for asking…”

 

Basil went back to prodding the potato with his fork.

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… Steve, could you take this meat off my hands…? I’m a vegetarian…”

 

Steve: “Oh, um… I mean, okay.”

 

Steve watched the veiny, skin-like chicken get dropped onto his plate, like a brown puddle.

 

There was a weird, humanlike quality to it.

 

Steve: (“I think if this was all the meat we got, I’d want to become vegan too…”)

 

Steve poked his fork into the chicken, and burst a vein, a squirt of blood popped out, like a fountain of tears.

 

Steve: “I-I don’t really feel like eating…”

 

Gandhi: “Oh… That’s understandable… The food here is far from perfect…”

 

Gandhi could tell, even without his glasses.

 

Steve: “Oh, uh, sorry about your glasses, Gandhi… I’ll try to find a replacement as soon as I can…”

 

Gandhi: “It is no concern…”

 

Gandhi sighed.

 

Gandhi: “It doesn’t take glasses to realise how grim this situation is… It has spiralled out of control…”

 

Basil: “Y-Yeah…”

 

Steve: “Hmm… Not only do we have to worry about a mastermind, but also a traitor and Light.”

 

Steve: “Not to mention Waluigi and Leafy being untrustworthy… And… Basil’s secret…”

 

Basil: “Ahahaha…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil stood up.

 

Basil: “I-I…”

 

Basil: “I don’t think I’m getting out of here alive…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: (“That sounded… Really sincere… I know Basil is not to be trusted, but…”)

 

Steve couldn’t help but feel his heart get eaten away slightly by that statement.

 

Basil smiled, though only slightly.

 

Basil: “I-It’s okay, though! Maybe it’s for the better!”

 

Basil: “Ultimately, I just want you guys to be happy!”

 

Gandhi: “B-Basil…?”

 

Gandhi’s usual stability was shook up a little.

 

Basil: “I’ve tried and tried… But now… I really think it’s time to go.”

 

Basil tossed the flower out of his hair, and let his hair flow under his face.

 

He stopped smiling, and ran.

 

Steve: “Shoot… Shoot!”

 

Gandhi: “S-Steve… Is he?”

 

Steve chased Basil, who’d now ran down to the main room.

 

Steve: “Basil!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “H-Huh?”

 

Steve: “J-Just what’s going on here?!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Steve: “I know I was nasty about the secret… I…”

 

Basil: “Hahahaha… Don’t worry about it… None of this is your fault! It’s mine!”

 

Steve: “Just don’t run away from us… I don’t want you to…”

 

Steve: “Hurt… Yourself…”

 

Basil: “Haha… D-Don’t worry about m-me… I-It’s Trainer R-Red you s-should be listening to…”

 

Basil: “A-After all, h-he said…”

 

Basil: “Everything is going to be…”

 

Basil looked at his shoes and shrugged.

 

 

Basil: “Better without me…”

 

It was then Steve noticed it… Neck wounds…

 

Rope wounds…

 

Steve: “B-Basil! Don’t hurt yourself! P-Please…!”

 

Basil: “...?”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Steve: “What would Noob say?!”

 

Basil: “Heh… He doesn’t really care about me… I think… I heard him in the dark…”

 

Basil: “I think I heard him saying…”

 

Basil: “Saying…”

 

Basil: “I hate you…”

 

Steve: “Basil… Please s-stop imagining things, just stop!”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Basil: “I-I found something in the dark…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Basil: “All these dead bodies… One of them… was hanging…”

 

Basil: “Ahahaha… My fault, my fault…!”

 

Basil slammed his face into the wall, and recoiled, as his face turned bloody.

 

Steve felt his mind go hollow.

 

Basil scraped at his own face with his sharp nails, until white marks slid down his whole face. His breathing became uncontrollably fast, as he laughed to himself.

 

Basil: “And it made me realise something. I need to stop denying things with petty emotions and start accepting f-facts!”

 

Basil: “I-I need to stop saying everything’s gonna be okay and start saying…”

 

Basil: “ITSALLMYFAULTITSALLMYFAULTITSALLMYFAULTITSALLMYFAULT!ITSALLMYFAULTITSALLMYFAULTITSALLMYFAULTITSALLMYFAULT!ITSALLMYFAULTITSALLMYFAULTITSALLMYFAULTITSALLMYFAULT!ITSALLMYFAULTITSALLMYFAULTITSALLMYFAULTITSALLMYFAULT!!”

 

Steve was stunned to silence by Basil’s whirling shrieks.

 

Steve felt the noise resonate into his own head, knocking his senses dry. Basil pulled a… Gun out of his pocket and shakily pointed it at Steve.

 

Basil: “Don’t come near me!! DON’T COME NEAR ME, Y-YOU MONSTER!!”

 

He flailed the gun around aimlessly, then started firing it into the air. Steve and Basil’s breath became faster, until it hovered in unison like a rotten fly.

 

 

Basil: “IMGOINGTOENDTHISIMGOINGTOENDTHISIMGOINGTO-

 

Basil pointed the gun straight at his head.

 

Basil: “Ahahahahahahahaha…”

 

…

 

…

 

 

???: “WALUIGI BLAST!!!”

 

A purple beam blasted straight through the gun, dissolving it to ash.

 

Basil: “Hahaha…?”

 

Waluigi: “B-Basil…! P-Please don’t do this… W-We… We care about you…!”

 

Basil: “Hahahaahaaahaa…”

 

Waluigi looked at Basil with a pained look on his face.

 

Waluigi: “Basil… We’re… We’re your friends…”

 

Basil: “...?”

 

Basil stared at him, cluelessly.

 

Basil: “Why… Why does everyone keep trying to stop me…?”

 

Waluigi: “Love… That’s why…”

 

Basil: “L-Love…?”

 

Waluigi’s confident, calculating face fell into something that wasn’t like his usual self… It was much more… Honest…

 

Basil: “Haha… There’s no such thing as love for freaks like me…”

 

Basil: “Y-You’re… S-Stupid…”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha… You’re just like me when i was younger…”

 

Waluigi: “I used ta’ think nobody liked me for who I really was…”

 

Waluigi: “Always actin’ big to look like a better version of myself…”

 

Waluigi: “The backstreets of the Mushroom Kingdom, weren’t a nice place…”

 

Waluigi: “An’ I’m wherever your head’s in right now ain’t a nice place either…”

 

Basil: “...”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “The world completely rejected me, an’ left me in a dead alley, I guess ya’ feel that too…”

 

Waluigi: “I felt completely alone… It… Drove me to madness…”

 

Steve: (“A-Alone…?”)

 

Steve: (“It… It really does drive you to madness…”)

 

Basil: “S-Stop… Talking about yourself… I’m worth nothing and you’re not…!”

 

Waluigi: “Worth nothing…! Wahahaha… You’re the stupid one kid… You’ve got so much more worth than a punk like me…!”

 

Waluigi: “A punk who tried to get revenge on the world…”

 

Steve: (“R-Revenge…?”)

 

Waluigi: “My mind went violent… I… Wasn’t healthy…”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “One day Wario looked at me, with a look on his face different to his usual self… He went up to me, with this sad look on his face…”

 

Waluigi: “He told me not to ever feel alone, cos’ the two of us would always be together… Partners in crime…”

 

Waluigi put his hand on Basil’s shoulder.

 

Waluigi: “Maybe I’m jus’ some dodgy criminal plumber to ya’... But I don’t ever want you to feel unloved…”

 

Waluigi: “It does stuff to ya’… It drives you crazy…”

 

Waluigi looked at Basil. For once, there was nothing behind his face. No attempt at smugness, nor some kind of superficial villainy.

 

It was just… Him… Waluigi.

 

Waluigi: “People out there… We care about you… Maybe you block it out… Jus’ like I did, but we really do…”

 

Basil: “K-Kel…”

 

Waluigi: “Heh… Don’t make the same mistake I did…”

 

Waluigi took his cap off of his face for a moment.

 

Waluigi: “Heh… In life it’s your choice whether you wanna be a hero or a villain…”

 

Waluigi: “But sacrificin’ yourself like that… It’s not what any of us want…!”

 

Waluigi: “You get inside your head thinking it’s for the greater good, but it’ll only leave us more broken than already are…”

 

Basil: “I-I…”

 

Basil took a deep breath.

 

Then started crying rapidly. Fountains and fountains of tears started pouring down his face.

 

Basil: “I’m sorry… I’m sorry, I’m sorry… I…”

 

Basil: “I-I… I don’t even know why… For some reason, I thought you all, even N-Noob hated me… I-I don’t know…”

 

Waluigi: “Don’t apologise… This… The only one who’s responsible for breakin’ us like this is Light…”

 

Basil: “I… I’m sorry…”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Hey… Y-Yknow… I’ve always wondered how cool ya’d look with my cap…”

 

 

Waluigi placed his cap on Basil’s head, and propped the flower Basil had thrown onto the ground onto it.

 

Waluigi: “Hehehehe… Lookin’ good, Basil!”

 

Basil gave an awkward, teary smile back.

 

Waluigi: “M-Maybe you could be my successor… Every hero needs a sidekick after all, wahahaha…”

 

Basil passed the cap back to Waluigi, which he spun and brought it back onto his face.

 

He placed the flower back on Basil’s hair and laughed to himself.

 

Waluigi: “That flower’s got style, kid… Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise…”

 

Steve: “Hahah… Yeah…”

 

Waluigi turned his face towards Steve.

 

Waluigi: “H-Hah…? S-Steve…? I hardly realised you were there… S-Sorry if ya’ had to put up with me tellin’ Basil about my crap or whatever…”

 

Steve: “Hah… It’s alright… I probably should’ve left…”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “N-Nah, I…”

 

Waluigi: “H-Hey… B-Basil and Steve… The three of us together… Shouldn’t the three of us be enough to free everyone left…?”

 

Steve: “H-Huh… I…?”

 

Steve: (“I… I still can’t trust those two just yet…”)

 

Waluigi: “We’ve left everyone sufferin’ for too long… Haven’t we…?”

 

Steve: “W-What…?! That’s impossible, Waluigi…”

 

Waluigi: “C’mon… Nothing is impossible, it’s just…”

 

Waluigi looked at Steve as if he’d realised something.

 

Waluigi: “I… Right…”

 

Waluigi: “Look, maybe you guys shouldn’t be listenin’ to someone like me… I dunno what’s gotten into me… I’m no role model…”

 

Waluigi trodded off, but looked at Basil briefly before he left.

 

Waluigi: “Hehehe… I know I’m not much help… But if somethin’ like this ever happens again…”

 

Waluigi: “P-Please… J-Just… Try not to let the lies in your head take control of your reality… We’ll always be there for you…”

 

Basil: “…”

 

Basil: “T-Thank you…”

 

Steve looked down at his feet, coldly.

 

Steve: (“This… This isn’t right…”)

 

Steve walked up the stairs which Waluigi ascended.

 

Waluigi muttered to himself.

 

Waluigi: “This is so messed up… Poor kid…”

 

Steve: “W-Waluigi…!”

 

Waluigi: “H-Hah…?”

 

Steve: “I… What I said yesterday… It wasn’t right… I was hoping I could…”

 

Waluigi: “Tch… What you said was totally right…. What I’ve done is messed up. I don’t deserve forgiveness…”

 

Steve: “B-But… The you I saw today… It was totally different… I didn’t think you’d be able to save that boy from death…”

 

Waluigi: “Tch… That’s not heroic at all… I just did what any decent person would do… And then after I only dumped my own problems on him…”

 

Steve: “I just… I don’t think this is right… You deserve a second chance…”

 

Waluigi: “...?”

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha… You’re a weird one, Stevo’... Sometimes you’re all about gettin’ revenge and then suddenly you’re comin’ up to me tellin’ me I deserve a second chance…?”

 

Steve: “I… Just want to protect people who I care about.”

 

Waluigi: “Y-You… Care about me…?”

 

Waluigi: “Ahahaha… You’ve gotta be a little mad to care about Waluigi…”

 

Steve: “I swear… If there’s any part of me that’s mad, it isn’t the part of me that wants forgiveness.”

 

Steve: “We need to save the others. We need to save Sans, and there’s even a part of me deep down that believes we need to save Red…”

 

Waluigi: “Wahaha… I’ve been thinkin’ the same thing lately…”

 

Waluigi: “This whole idea of heroes and villains is pretty stupid, ain’t it. Maybe… We’ve made mistakes in the past, but… We can change… All of us…”

 

Waluigi: “We can save Sans. We can save Red… An’ most importantly, we can save the mastermind.”

 

Steve: “S-Save the mastermind…? A-Are you insane…?!”

 

Waluigi: “Tch… I thought you said it was the part of you that wanted forgiveness that wasn’t insane…”

 

Steve: “B-But… The mastermind… Do you seriously think someone who set up something like this deserves forgiveness?!”

 

Steve: “That’s like trying to negotiate with Light! Not even Gandhi proposed that idea!”

 

Waluigi: “Heh… Did I ever say I was against negociatin’ with Light, either?!”

 

Steve: “Errr… Yeah… I think you’ve said you’d wanted to kill him several times…”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Is that what Wario would’ve wanted…?”

 

Waluigi: “For me swear myself to blind vengeance… And become just like the person who took his own life?!”

 

Waluigi: “Maybe… We can fix him…?”

 

Steve gave Waluigi a slap on the chin as if to wake him up.

 

Steve: “Waluigi! Light wants you dead! You can’t seriously be thinking about this, especially after being so hellbent on revenge…”

 

Waluigi: “Tch… Look, I dunno what I’m thinkin’… It’s probably some kinda stupid idea…”

 

Waluigi: “Les’ just go save Sans fer’ now, right?”

 

Steve: “Yeah… I suppose there’s no loss in giving it another shot.”

Notes:

Hi, everyone again! I hope you enjoyed the chapter! It took a while to make due to all the art and having to use my IPad. Not to mention I caught a virus in the middle of writing it and that delayed me a little.

Nonetheless, I hope it was worth the wait! Comment below your thoughts and predictions!

Chapter 62: Chapter 4 [M] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Hi everyone! It's time for another chapter! WIll Sans finally be saved, or will the attempt once again be futile?

I guess we'll find out!

~CHAPTER 62~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

Steve and Waluigi returned to the blue room, and Waluigi stepped into the tent, sighing to himself.

 

“Worm Thing”: “Ahahaha… You’re back?! What a surprise, after how pathetic your last attempt was to save your wimpy skeleton friend…”

 

Waluigi: “Tch… Stupid worm monster… Ya’ think you can stop me?!”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Pfffttt… Are ya’ actually here to save the skeleton, or just to listen to me talk about how smelly your brother is?!”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Cos’ Wario’s sure gotta be smelly as hell, since he’s literally a rotting corpse right now!”

 

Waluigi: “Guh…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Yep! Ya’ heard me! I can just picture it! All those tasty maggots feedin’ away at his flesh…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Mmmm… He was such a good meal… Such a fatso, he was!”

 

Waluigi: “Aaaghhh…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Heh… Damn shame yer’ hardly even reacting to his death right now… His killer’s on the loose and you’re too lazy to get revenge?!”

 

Waluigi’s chest swelled up and he started to shout.

 

Waluigi: “GAAAAAHHHH!!! WALUIGI-

 

Waluigi took a deep breath.

 

Waluigi: “Not… This… Time!”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Hey…?”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Why… Why aren’t you fighting back?!”

 

Waluigi just laughed at the “Worm Thing” with the shape of an L on his forehead.

 

“Worm Thing”: “Gosh… COME ON!! YOUR BROTHER JUST DIED!! CAN YOU NOT REACT HARDER, YOU SENSELESS HUNK OF MEAT!!”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi stared at the monster, with furrowed eyebrows.

 

Waluigi: “If it’s a reaction ya’ want, yer’ not gonna get one.”

 

“Worm Thing”: “...”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Whatever… I’m sick of this job anyway… Go take the skeleton or whatever…”

 

Sans was dropped from the cage, as the worm tunnelled back underground.

 

Sans: “uhh… oof… hey… what time is it…?”

 

Waluigi: “Sans! Yer’ back!”

 

Sans: “huh… um… o-okay…?”

 

Sans: “heh… how long was i asleep for…? eh, whatever…”

 

Steve: “You’ve missed a bit… We’ve been having our ups and downs due to the motive…”

 

Sans: “jeez, uh, i shouldn’ta slept through that…”

 

Sans: “heheh… i sleep when i’m hungry… and also when…”

 

Sans yawned to himself.

 

Sans: “yeah, s’probably hunger though… ya’ got a snack?”

 

Waluigi: “Hehehehe! I’ve got just the thing! Waluigi ice cream, here ya’ go!”

 

Waluigi handed one of those absolutely vile purple ketchup ice creams to Sans, and surprisingly, he gave it a lick.

 

Sans: “man… ketchup flavour always hits the spot… s’gotta be my favourite.”

 

Steve: “You guys are vile…”

 

Sans: “right, so is everyone else okay…?”

 

Steve: “I mean… Other than Red, we’ve freed everyone, but Noob’s gone missing…”

 

Sans: “aww man… looks’ like we can’t bring the party back together just yet.”

 

Steve: “R-Right… You, Waluigi and Noob had some kind of team or something…?”

 

Sans: “yeah, it’s a shame, cos’ i was thinkin’ of getting the three of us to do some dungeons and dungeons.”

 

Steve: “Dungeons… And dungeons…?”

 

Sans: “yeah, s’like this thing where you go into dungeons and fight dungeons and stuff…”

 

Steve: “W-What…?”

 

Sans started walking around Steve, investigating him.

 

Sans: “huh… looks like ya’ aren’t quite nerdy enough… nearly there though…”

 

Waluigi: “Hey, Sans, let's strike a compromise! We can just get him to play Dungeons and Bowsers instead!”

 

Sans: “jeez, man… not dungeons and bowsers… that game’s a mess…”

 

Waluigi: “Well, it’s yer’ fault fer’ pickin’ the goomba class!”

 

Steve: “What are you guys even talking about, I dunno if I even want to play this game…”

 

Sans: “yeah… see, it’s this game for filthy casuals… but you look a bit like a filthy casual, so maybe it’d suit ya’…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “and besides, i’ve been feeling pretty tired lately, so, i dunno if i’m in the mood for the more advanced stuff in the first place.”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Waluigi: “Heh… We’ll try ta’ get him into it… But first of all, let’s try to rescue Red.”

 

Steve: “R-Red… Seriously…?”

 

Waluigi: “Hey… He ain’t that bad of a guy…”

 

Sans: “uh… i dunno ‘bout that, but he’s probably gettin’ pretty hungry in there, so you should probably get him outta there just so he can have a snack.”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I suppose so… I just hope he doesn’t take it as an opportunity to organise another murder…”

 

Waluigi: “Eh… He didn’t do nothin’ last time… Maybe he’s mellowed out…”

 

Steve: “A-Alright… I mean, I dunno if I believe in your newfound “forgiveness” strategy, but, I guess we’ll rescue him.”

 

Waluigi: “Heh… It ain’t got nothin’ to do with forgiveness… I jus’ don’t wanna leave anyone to starve! Les’ go!”

 

Waluigi waved goodbye to Steve, and kicked open the orange door where Red was located.

 

Waluigi: “Heh… Ironic that Red gets the orange door…”

 

Steve: “Guess it makes sense though, when you consider that there’s two Reds…”

 

Steve and Waluigi entered the orange room.

 

Amongst all of the rooms, this one looked the most like a traditional circus stage, a red carpet hanging at the edges of a grand stage, with juggling balls and hoops scattered throughout the floor.

 

As expected, Red was waiting in his cage, but there was someone else in the way…

 

He was hard to recognise from his regular self, wearing a shirt rather than his red shirt and cap. His hair also seemed cut, if messily. 

 

But nonetheless, that was Trainer Red.

 

Waluigi: “Hey bro! Get outta the way! We’re tryina’ save Red!”

 

Trainer Red: “No.”

 

Waluigi flailed his lanky arms around in frustration.

 

Waluigi: “Whatcha mean “no”?! Let us free him!”

 

 

Trainer Red: “Let him starve.”

 

Steve: “S-Stop… In this game, we need to protect each other… This isn’t how we’re going to go about it!”

 

Trainer Red ran up to Steve and tackled his leg, knocking him over.

 

Waluigi: “Aagh! Stevo’!”

 

He grabbed a circus ball and launched it directly into Waluigi’s face.

 

Waluigi: “D-Doh!”

 

Trainer Red kept chucking circus balls at Waluigi, bombarding him like heavy hail.

 

Waluigi: “Arch, eeehhh, aaawww, ooofff…!”

 

Trainer Red: “Pathetic bastard. You are not stepping forward.”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “Hey, Waluigi! Now’s time to test out those crazy negotiation ideas of yours!”

 

Waluigi: “Hehehe… Okay- Owww…”

 

Waluigi posed proudly and began announcing to Trainer Red.

 

Waluigi: “C’mon Trainer Red… Let’s try sorting this out peacefull- OWWW!!”

 

Trainer Red chucked a particularly hard ball at Waluigi.

 

Trainer Red: “No.”

 

Waluigi: “Alright… Uh… Um….”

 

Steve: “Come on! Come up with a deal!”

 

Waluigi: “Ah… Uh… I’ll give ya’ some of my special merchandise!”

 

Waluigi: “Don’t ya’ wanna buy a special Waluigi hat or even a Waluigi moustache?!”

 

Trainer Red slung a ball alright at Waluigi’s nose.

 

Waluigi: “Waaaahhh! My nose!!”

 

Waluigi clutched onto his nose and recoiled.

 

Steve: (“Okay, never mind…”)

 

I ran up to Trainer Red and punched him in the face.

 

He fell down onto the floor again.

 

Steve: (“I’m… worried I’ll give him a concussion, but if he gets one, he deserves it.”)

 

Waluigi: “Hey! I thought we could solve it peacefully, Steve!”

 

Steve: “Sometimes violence is the answer.”

 

Waluigi: “Boo… Well, uh… Whatever, les’ just get this puzzle underway.”

 

Light: “A-Ahem… Waluigi, this puzzle is a simple one. All you need to do is a morality test.”

 

Light: “If you pass, you’ll manage to free Red.”

 

Three buttons appeared in front of Waluigi, and a screen displaying questions.

 

Light: “Good luck… Someone as morally bankrupt as you are is gonna need it.”

 

Waluigi took a breath, and started…

 

Waluigi: “Alrighto! Les’ go start!”

 

Waluigi started pressing the buttons, surprisingly quickly.

 

Steve: “What are the questions like, Waluigi?”

 

Waluigi: “Super easy! They’re just stuff like “Would you attack an orphanage?”, and “Would you rob a bank?”. Of course not!”

 

Steve: “Ah… I see, keep going.”

 

Waluigi kept pressing buttons until he reached the end.

 

Waluigi: “Hah! What a joke.”

 

Waluigi was suddenly zapped by an electric shock stemming from the middle button.

 

Waluigi: “WAAAAGHHHHH!!!”

 

Light: “You failed.”

 

Waluigi: “Curse you, Light! Curse you!”

 

Steve: “Hold on, let me try…”

 

Steve walked up to the buttons, pondering a theory…

 

Steve: (“Hmm… Waluigi’s puzzle hasn’t been solved yet, so maybe this is his.”)

 

Steve: (“Which would mean that the morality test would be meant for the Ultimate Villain…”)

 

Steve: “I think I get the gimmick here.”

 

Steve started answering the questions, by clicking the worst choices possible. “Would you burn an orphanage?” Yes! “Would you rob a bank?” Yes! “Would you eat a baby?” Hell yes!

After answering the questions, Red was dropped from his cage and Steve laughed to himself.

 

Waluigi: “What?! How’d ya’ solve it!”

 

Steve: “Oh, it was simple. You were just meant to give all of the worst answers. It was a puzzle meant for the Ultimate Villain, after all…

 

Waluigi: “Oh, I see…”

 

Waluigi groaned.

 

Red: “Ehehehe… Thanks, dumbasses.”

 

Steve slowly turned around to see Red holding his arms back and acting sly.

 

Red: “Y’all dumb as hell… Why’d ya’ wanna free me…?”

 

Waluigi: “Well, we didn’t want ya’ to starve!”

 

Red: “Ehehehehehe… You guys know that I’m just gonna attempt to kill someone again, right?!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: (“Maybe Trainer Red had a point…”)

 

Red: “Good luck out there. You’ll never know which one of you is my next victim.”

 

As Red creeped out the room, Steve tried to look at his expression, but, just as before, there was nothing there; just a dark visor concealing whatever story his eyes told, whether malevolence or mercy.

 

Steve: “Hey…? Do you think we made the right decision…?”

 

Waluigi shrugged.

 

Waluigi: “Heh, I dunno, but leavin’ him to starve would be murder, too…”

 

Steve tried to focus for a second on whether they’d done the right thing, though his focus was quickly broken.

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “I… Feel like we should relax with a game or somethin’...”

 

Waluigi: “You down for some Dungeons and Bowsers…?”

 

Steve: “What…? That nerd game…?”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah?! Ya’ got a problem?!”

 

Steve: “I mean… Alright, just…”

 

Waluigi: “Heh… It’s alright if ya’ don’t wanna play…”

 

Steve: “I wanted to look around for Noob, and see if he’s anywhere around… I mean… He can’t be too far.”

 

Waluigi: “Tch… Yeah, ya’ got a point. Maybe we can split up and go look for him. Let’s meet back up in the lunch hall after an hour or two.”

 

Steve: “Y-Yeah. Hopefully we’ll find Noob… If he’s nowhere to be seen here, maybe he’s trapped in the dark circus.”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah, guess yer’ right… Maybe if he’s nowhere to be seen we could always pass the time with some Dungeons and Bowsers…”

 

Steve: “Hmph… You’re really pushing this game on me, aren’t you…?”

 

Waluigi: “Look, it’s not just about me, but Sans too… He hasn’t really seemed himself since Squidward’s death… So somethin’ like this could probably take his mind off things…”

 

Steve: “Hmm… I guess you’re right.”

 

Steve: “Y-Yeah. We can play the game after the search. If I see any of the others, I’ll let them know…”

 

Steve and Waluigi parted ways, with Steve taking the left half of the circus while Waluigi took the right half.

 

Red room. Calm, serene garden. While tranquility didn’t seem like Noob’s taste, Steve wouldn’t be surprised to see him here.

 

Steve: “...”

 

He flicked through the bushes to try and find a trace.

 

Steve: (“N-Nothing…? Come on… W-Why is he lost?! He has to still be alive… He has to…”)

 

Steve: (“Why…? I… Just want him to be happy…”)

 

I tore up the plant in anger.

 

Steve: “Aaaagh…!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Leafy: “W-Wait… What’s going on?!”

 

Leafy rushed into the room, looking at Steve’s distraught face.

 

Leafy: “Steve…! I-I… W-Was it me…?”

 

Steve: “No, I just…”

 

Steve looked at Leafy, dejected.

 

Steve: “Noob’s gone… Nowhere to be seen… I… Can’t even protect him…”

 

Leafy: “I… I’m sorry…”

 

Steve: “It’s not your fault! I don’t know why everyone here seems to act like it’s their fault when it isn’t!”

 

Leafy: “I…”

 

Steve: “Ugh… Sorry… I’m just in a bad mood… I need to relax…”

 

Leafy: “Y-Yeah… I feel the same… Do you wanna talk…?”

 

Steve: “Sure… I don’t mind.”

 

-Free Time Event 5 With Leafy-

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “Hey… Is it okay, if… Maybe I talk about myself for a bit…?”

 

Steve: “Oh, sure, I don’t mind.”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “I’ve been thinking a lot about my emotions lately… Maybe they’re the reason I sometimes just act… Well… Not nice…”

 

Leafy: “Like… Have I ever told you the story of how I got the title of Ultimate Thief…?”

 

Steve: “Huh… No, actually… You’ve always seemed to have kept it a secret…”

 

Leafy: “Haha… Did I really…? Gosh… I’m really bad at being honest with people…”

 

Leafy: “Well… The thing is… My emotions… I dunno what’s wrong with them… But they’re always all over the place… One second I’m feeling great, and then suddenly the world feels like it’s breaking down to me, and all my friends hate me…”

 

Leafy: “And… I don’t think that’s normal… One time, it… Even got so bad that I stole a whole island from my friend after some stupid argument we had!”

 

Leafy: “Haha… And… That’s the story of how I became the Ultimate Thief. It wasn’t like I had a criminal organisation or anything… Just one stupid moment caused by my idiotic emotions, again!”

 

Leafy: “It’s always my stupid emotions! They’re the reason I stole that island, they’re the reason I betrayed my friends, and…”

 

Leafy looked at her hands with disgust.

 

Leafy: “They’re the reason Homer died…”

 

Leafy clutched onto her eye with her hand.

 

Leafy: “Bad Leafy! Bad, bad, bad! Homer died because of you and your stupid emotions! He died forever! He-

 

Leafy: “Haha! And here I am, getting all emotional all over again! I’m so stupid, I…!

 

Steve: “Leafy! Stop saying all this, just stop!”

 

Leafy: “But… It’s true… My emotions are what’s stopping me from actually being nice!”

 

Steve: “Leafy, just… That’s completely false…!”

 

Steve: “I mean, you’re right, your emotions can be all over the place, all of ours can…”

 

Steve: “Sometimes, when I lose something I love, it breaks me, and my emotions go wild, and anger takes over, and nothing starts making sense anymore, but…”

 

Steve: “That’s what makes us who we are, Leafy. If those emotions were changed, you’d be somebody else. And that’s not who I want. I just want you to be you, Leafy.”

 

Leafy: “But… Why? Why should I be Leafy when I can be somebody nicer…? I can just get rid of my emotions and then it’ll be perfect…”

 

Steve: “Perfect…? Haha… Funny you use that word.”

 

Leafy: “H-Huh…? W-Why…?”

 

Steve: “I mean, look at Trainer Red. His obsession with destroying his emotions… Do you think it’s made him “nicer”...?”

 

Leafy: “W-Wha…? N-No…”

 

Steve: “Exactly. It’s made him cold and callous towards the world. And trust me, even he can’t fully conceal his emotions, as hard as he tries.”

 

Steve: “So why should you try to hide your emotions? That’s what makes you the Leafy we know and love.”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy shuddered slightly.

 

Leafy: “Haha… How can you care about me…? H-Honestly, do you really think I’m… Nice…?”

 

Steve: “I mean… It’s a hard question, but…”

 

Steve: “I think you are nice, but you don’t really show it…”

 

Leafy: “H-Huh… T-That’s… Not what I was expecting you to say…”

 

Steve: “

 

Steve paused for a second and closed his eyes to think.

 

Steve: “The fake, artificial Leafy that pretends to be nice isn’t the one that’s nice, though. It’s the real Leafy, deep down. The one I’m seeing here.”

 

Steve: “It’s not just about physical gestures of affection… You can make someone a thousand cakes and give them a million hugs, but…”

 

Steve: “None of that compares to showing love at someone’s moment of deepest despair.”

 

Steve: “I mean… Think about it… What is it that’d make you cry…? Is it gifts and compliments…?”

 

Leafy: “Haha… No…”

 

Leafy: “I think… If I can remember… One thing that makes me cry…”

 

Leafy: “Someone showing me how much they love me, when I feel like the world’s against me.”

 

Steve: “Y-Yeah… It’s those moments… Standing up for someone in the dark… That make us feel loved…”

 

Steve: “M-Maybe I’m just projecting, but… None of us want to feel alone, Leafy.”

 

Leafy: “Haha… I mean… I think that’s why I can’t forgive myself… Instead of helping people when they’re in the dark, I just…”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “Kick them and call them the mastermind…”

 

Steve: “…”

 

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “It’s silly… I really wanted to make a pizza to apologise to Basil, but I couldn’t muster up the courage…”

 

Leafy: “A-And… Homer too.. I felt like I couldn’t mourn him after he died…”

 

Leafy: “It’s just… My stupid attitude… I’m sorry if I sound stupid…”

 

Steve: “You don’t.”

 

Leafy: “R-Really?!”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I find it so hard to express, but I feel so much guilt about Basil and Homer too… I helped bring them down to their lowest points, and if it weren’t for me, they’d be better off…”

 

Steve: “I feel like I cause nothing but destruction… I’m such a hindrance…”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy ran up to Steve and offered him a hug.

 

Steve: “G-Gah! Huh…?”

 

Leafy: “That’s not true! You’ve been way more helpful in this game than I’ve ever been…”

 

Steve: “W-What?!”

 

Leafy: “If it weren’t for you, we’d be dead! Not only are you super helpful in trials, but you’ve protected Noob, and a bunch of the rest of us too!”

 

Leafy laughed to herself.

 

 

Leafy: “I’m proud to say, Stevie, that you are our friend!”

 

Steve: (“H-Huh? I don’t think anyone’s really called me that before…”)

 

Steve: “W-Wait really?”

 

Leafy: “Yep! And not just besties, but friends! Real, true, fleshy friendship!"

 

Steve: “I think you’re going a bit too far with the fleshy part, but okay…”

 

Leafy: “I mean, you are made of flesh, right?!”

 

Steve: “Yeah, and?”

 

Leafy: “Well, I’m called “Leafy” cuz’ I’m made of leaf, so I think you should be called “Fleshy”, cuz’ you’re made of flesh!”

 

Steve: “Geesh… Never change Leafy, never change…”

 

Leafy: “Heheh… I’m always changing… That’s the thing about leaves after all… The seasons change, and so do we.”

 

Steve: “Ahahah… Leafy, it's not the seasons changing you. It's you."

 

Steve: "You're the only one in control of change, so don't try to block it out."

 

Leafy: “Haha...”

 

Leafy: “U-Um… I know this is embarrassing… But… That idea with the pizza… Do you think we could make a pizza together… For Basil…? A-And for everyone else too, I guess?”

 

Steve: “Honestly, I think it’s a great idea… Though… Right now, I’m busy looking for Noob, and after I’ll be playing some game with Sans and Waluigi… But once I’m done with that… We can meet up, and get things started.”

 

Leafy: “Cool, that works. I’ve been busy making my drawing anyways…”

 

Steve: “Oh yeah, how’s that going?”

 

Leafy: “Pretty well…! I can’t wait to show you guys when its done!”

 

Leafy breathed in the fresh air to herself.

 

Leafy: “Well then, see you around Stevo.”

 

Steve: “Haha… Yeah, see you…”

 

As Steve was leaving behind Leafy, she winked back at him.

 

Leafy: “You’re our friend, don’t forget that!”

 

Steve: (“Leafy... Thank you... I'll vow to protect you. I swear on it.”)

 

-Free Time Events with Leafy Complete!-

 

...

 

Steve sighed after leaving Leafy, feeling loneliness overshadow him, despite the warmth of the previous conversation. He continued his search by proceeding to the yellow room, where Noob himself was once trapped.

 

Steve: (“The arena… Perhaps he’s here…? It was his starting position here after all…”)

 

Steve inspected the ring, dismantling the little pieces to see if anything was lying below.

 

Nothing.

 

Nothing. Always nothing.

 

Steve: “Where is he?! Was it something I did?! Was it…?”

 

Steve stared at the crushed sunflower in its fragmented pot.

 

Steve: “Me…?”

 

Steve winced and he didn’t know why.

 

He sat down in the arena, letting the seeping emptiness overtake him.

 

Steve: “I’m useless… Aaagh...”

 

He stared at the pot as his face darkened.

 

Steve: (“I… Don’t even know who I am anymore…? Why did I destroy that pot… Why did I…?”)

 

A singular tear fell down Steve’s eye.

 

Steve: (“I just want to protect them… I want them to live happy lives… Why can’t everything just be okay…?! Why can't we just be normal?!”)

 

…

 

I wiped off the tear.

 

I was right to destroy that pot. This was how I was protecting him.

 

I was protecting him through the influence of Basil, the influence of evil.

 

Sometimes, destruction is necessary.

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: (“This is how I need to protect them… Making sacrifices in the name of justice.”)

 

Gradually, the door creaked.

 

Gandhi: “Steve…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “What is it…?!”

 

Gandhi: “I see… Is something distressing you…?”

 

Steve: “I… Urgh… It’s just…”

 

Gandhi: “I understand. Somebody such as myself shouldn’t be interrupting you…”

 

Steve: “No, it’s alright… It’s just… Noob… He’s nowhere to be seen…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “I’m sorry.”

 

Steve: “Urgh… Everyone keeps apologising… This isn’t anyone else’s fault…! It’s my own!”

 

Gandhi: “In that case, you are much the same, Steven… You have no need to apologise, either.”

 

Gandhi: “When tragic instances pass… People tend to either project the blame entirely onto another person, or onto themselves… Such was the way with many of the incidents of my country, such as the Bengal Famine.”

 

Steve: “Your country experienced a famine…?”

 

Gandhi: “Unfortunately, yes, but at the time, I had no power to change it. I was forced to stand back and watch my people starve.”

 

Gandhi: “If you wish, we can discuss matters further… It is a grim but necessary topic.”

 

Steve: “I understand…”

 

-Free Time Event 2 With Gandhi-

 

Gandhi: “The Famine… Was an event that changed my view on the world…”

 

Gandhi: “Millions had staved, and yet… Minimal action was taken… Those who I had seen as naive, but respectable politicians blinded themselves entirely to the calamity…”

 

Gandhi: “They denied the existence of the calamity altogether, and preached that the famine didn’t exist, and that supporting the military took priority…”

 

Gandhi: “This is the brutal reality of propaganda… People become tools… Even a film, even a reality show, can turn people from love to violence.”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Humanity… It’s a terrible thing…”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed… There is so much beauty in our hearts, and yet they are so fragile.”

 

Gandhi: “When we take our paths, we must tread carefully… If we take the wrong step, our lives our taken by corruption.”

 

Gandhi: “Many of us are pure souls… But so fragile… Many of us, such broken souls, but once so pure…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “And what can we do with these broken souls…? Do we destroy them, do we try to repair the irreparable, or… Do we let them roam and break others…?”

 

Steve: “I… Don’t know…? If someone is broken beyond repair… Is violence the only answer…?”

 

Gandhi: “I do not know… It is the greatest question that has plagued me my whole life…? Can one bloodied pair of hands save the entire world from a continent of blood…?”

 

Gandhi: “And yet, I feel there is this fundamental good inside all of you… This fundamental good shocks me, surprises me. I cannot let go.”

 

Gandhi stood in silence as he clenched his face.

 

Gandhi: “Please… Find the mastermind, Steve… None of you deserve this pain and misery… Nobody deserves this… fate worse than death…”

 

Gandhi: “So please… I beg you… End this suffering…”

 

Steve: “I… I…”

 

Steve: “I don’t know what I can do.”

 

Gandhi: “Hah… I used to tell myself such words. Tragedies beyond the scale of this world, cities falling in front of you… How could one lone person change it?”

 

Gandhi: “And yet… There was one thing I always told myself.”

 

Gandhi: “Be the change you want to see in the world.”

 

Gandhi: “Perhaps it is too late now for me, but you… You can still carry the torch of liberty.”

 

Gandhi: “You can be the one to free us from this hell…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “I… It’s a burden to carry… But I promise. I promise I will save you all.”

 

Steve: (“Gandhi… His words are powerful, no doubt. I’m no messiah, and yet, he has a certain magnetism. A magnetism that brings you towards good no matter how desperate times get.”)

 

Steve: (“The mastermind… I will confront you…”)

 

Suddenly, a message pinged on Steve’s phone.

 

-Waluigi(NumberTwo): I’ve looked through all the rooms you haven’t checked… Looks like we’ve got no results…

 

Steve: (“Urgh… Nothing…?”)

 

Steve began to type his response.

 

-Steve: I guess we’ve got to wait until night then. Do you want to do that game you suggested earlier? Leafy seemed interested.

 

Waluigi quickly typed back. His typing speed was much faster than Basil’s.

 

-Waluigi(NumberTwo): Yeah. Guess so… It’s a shame Noob couldent join us…

 

Steve: “Hey, Gandhi… Waluigi and Sans were planning on having some kind of game. Do you have any interest in joining?”

 

Gandhi: “Oh… Umm… I’m not exactly the most well versed in this “viddygame” things…”

 

Steve: “Eh… It’s only a board game, so you should be fine. And besides, you’re an expert rapper, so this should be nothing to you.”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “Hm… I suppose so… Are we meeting in the kitchen?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I think so.”

 

Gandhi: “Very well… Let’s go…”

Notes:

Hello again, everyone! Hope you enjoyed the chapter! I had to choose between Waluigi and Gandhi to get the FTE, as they were tied in votes, but logically, I think Gandhi made more sense here, and he also hasn't had as much screentime as Waluigi this chapter.

I hope you enjoyed! We'll get back to more silliness and fluff next time, or will we?

Chapter 63: Chapter 4 [N] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Welcome back again everyone! It's time to see a game of "Dungeons and Bowsers", and whatever else the gang is up to. Hope you enjoy!

~CHAPTER 63~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

Steve joined up with everyone at the lunch hall, not only Sans and Waluigi, but Leafy and Gandhi, too.

 

 

Steve: “So… You’re all here.”

 

Sans: “pretty cool that we got five of us. didn’t know we had that many nerds, heheh…”

 

Gandhi: “Well, I may not be the traditional definition of a nerd. I’m much more of a “jock”, after all…”

 

Gandhi: “Nonetheless… I will admit this game fascinates my competitive streak.”

 

Waluigi: “Right, so we kickin’?!”

 

Waluigi said, while sticking his legs up on the table.

 

Sans: “hey, bro, i found some chewing gum under the table.”

 

Waluigi: “Erk! W-Wasn’t me!”

 

Gandhi: “How unpleasant…”

 

Sans: “nah, s’good… it’ll make a nice snack…”

 

Sans said as he scraped out the chewing gum from under the table and swallowed it whole.

 

Sans: “mmmm… gummy…”

 

Steve: “Sans…? You can’t just swallow chewing gum!”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed, not only is it unsanitary, but swallowing it might cause it to get stuck in your oesophagus…”

 

Sans: “ehhh, i’m already a skeleton, so it’s not like i can damage my anatomy further…”

 

Waluigi: “Righto! So we’re ready to start?!”

 

Waluigi pulled out a makeshift board made of pieces of paper onto the desk.

 

Waluigi: “Heh… We don’t really have a board, so I had to make one myself. It still seems to work, Sans can confirm.”

 

Sans: “y-yeah… kinda…?”

 

Gandhi: “So what exactly is the objective of the game?”

 

Sans: “eh… waluigi an’ i kinda forgot the rules, so uh…”

 

Waluigi: “Just make up a character and send ‘em into a Battle Royale!”

 

Waluigi threw the board away into the air and passed everyone a bunch of “class cards”.”

 

Steve: (“Alright… So I’m meant to pick one of these classes and get started?”)

 

Leafy: “Hmmm… Hmmm….”

 

Leafy: “I think I’m done!”

 

Waluigi: “Wha?! Already?!”

 

Leafy: “Yeah! My character is a Toad called Mr. Squishykins. He loves to help his friends and is a really great guy. He’s also half dragon and-

 

Steve: “I think we get it…”

 

Sans: “heheh… where have i heard this one before…?”

 

Sans: “oh, uh, by the way, i think i’m done… i’ll keep it modest…”

 

Sans: “my character is a dry bones called rick whose ability is alluring people with his extremely trendy and sexy dancing skills.”

 

Sans: “the enemies are completely allured which causes them to stop fighting. he can also shoot laser beams because why not.”

 

Waluigi: “Ehhh…? Has he got a backstory?”

 

Sans: “right… he gained his laser abilities ever since losing someone important to him. he has done bad things in the past which fills him with great regret. he is a mercenary who serves a dark mage, and all he seeks for is his freedom, though he knows that’ll lead to his death.”

 

Leafy: “Poor guy…”

 

Waluigi: “It’s a cool backstory, but uhh…. Isn’t it kinda vague?!”

 

Sans: “huh…? oh, ehhh, i like to keep things mysterious, it adds to the spice.”

 

Sans: “but, err… let’s be real… i’m kinda just lazy…”

 

Gandhi: “How about you, Steven? Have you chosen your character?”

 

Steve: “Oh right, uh… My character is an old hermit Koopa who lives in a hut under a waterfall in a far away land.”

 

Steve: “He’s usually well-tempered and patient, but if angered he can become extremely powerful and destructive.”

 

Steve: “Essentially, he’ll be a ticking time bomb in our battle, playing it passively until something provokes him.”

 

Sans: “huh… interesting… better not hurt the old guy then…”

 

Gandhi: “I’ve finished my character’s concept.”

 

Waluigi: “Huh?! Go ahead!”

 

Gandhi: “My character is a deadly demon made of bones and skulls who yields a massive chainsaw and obliterates everything in his path.”

 

Gandhi: “He was conjured by the God of Death in order to reap the souls of the rapidly growing world. He will stop at nothing, and nobody can convince him not to annihilate everything.”

 

Leafy: “W-Wha?!”

 

Sans: “wow, uh… very “metal”, gandhi…”

 

Gandhi: “Mwahahahahaha… Ahem…”

 

Leafy: “Hey, Waluigi! You still have to tell us your character!”

 

Waluigi: “Oh yeeeah… My character is the beautiful and stunning human known as Waluigi.”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “not this again…”

 

Waluigi: “He is extremely talented, and his amazing tricks and legs are capable of destroying all his foes in mere seconds!”

 

Waluigi snickered to himself.

 

Waluigi: “As for his backstory…”

 

Waluigi scratched his head in confusion.

 

Waluigi: “Les’ just get playin’.”

 

 

Gandhi: “Let this “Battle Royale” commence!”

 

Everyone placed their character cards onto the table, and stared at each other in anticipations.

 

Leafy: “So, first of all, Mr Squishykins tries to help Gandhi’s bone demon!”

 

Leafy: “He offers it a gift of cutely packaged souls!”

 

Gandhi: “The bone demon kindly accepts Mr Squishykins’ gift, and then obliviates Mr Squishykins into pieces with his chainsaw.”

 

Leafy: “W-What?! No fair… I was trying to help him!”

 

Sans: “that’s just how the battle royale works. deal with it.”

 

Leafy: “B-But… My character… He was perfect…”

 

Leafy: “Though, maybe to perfect, hahah…”

 

Waluigi: “The great Waluigi bravely somersaults onto Rick the Dry Bones, boinking him on the head!”

 

Sans: “rick flinches but tries to distract waluigi with an alluring dance. waluigi can’t help but feel the beat.”

 

Waluigi: “Waluigi starts dancin’, but he hits Rick with a powerful booty shake, knocking him down onto the ground and makin’ him unconscious.”

 

Sans: “while unconscious, rick calls upon the power of the death god and brings the almighty bone demon towards waluigi.”

 

Gandhi: “The bone demon, being an indiscriminate attacker, blends Rick into microscopic pieces with his chainsaw, and then approaches Waluigi.”

 

Waluigi: “Waluigi flees like a coward… Er, hero, and dodges the mighty demon.”

 

Gandhi: “The demon witnesses Hermit Koopa and approaches him with the chainsaw.”

 

Steve: (“U-Uh oh… This game seems completely off the rails, but I’ll have to say something…”)

 

Steve: “Hermit Koopa notices the corpses strewn around him as a result of the demon and channels his rage… He enters a new form willing to destroy everything in his path.”

 

Steve: “He curls himself into a shell and launches himself at the bone demon’s chainsaw, denting both him and the chainsaw.”

 

Gandhi: “The bone demon comes closer; being a Koopa, you are not fast enough to run.”

 

Waluigi: “Waluigi senses the great injustice and dashes in the way to save the old hermit. He channel’s his rage, and blasts the demon with a WALUIGI BLAST!”

 

Sans: “oh come on waluigi… you keep coming up with this stupid waluigi blast thing that you can’t actually perform in real life…”

 

Sans: “can we at least keep the games a little reasonable…?”

 

Steve: (“He doesn’t know, does he…?”)

 

Steve couldn’t help himself and let out a little chuckle at Sans’ remarks.

 

Gandhi: “The demon flinches, but he comes closer and closer to Waluigi.”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Sans: “how are ya’ gonna cheat your way out of this one, waluigi…?”

 

Waluigi: “Gah! Uh… Um…!”

 

Waluigi: “In his last shining moments of glory, Waluigi shakes hands with the Hermit Koopa, and tries to make peace with the demon. He’s seen all the death around him, and it causes him to think about what he needs to do…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “The demon, um…”

 

Gandhi: “Doesn’t accept the offer and shreds Waluigi to pieces. The Hermit Koopa is paralyzed by the bloodshed and is unable to escape from its unholy grasp.”

 

Leafy: “AND GANDHI WINS!!!”

 

Gandhi smirked. Even without his glasses, his anime boy powers were showing.

 

Sans: “ehh… the sucks, but at least it isn’t waluigi again… did ya’ actually think that negotiation thing was gonna work with a demon…?”

 

Waluigi: “Eh… It was worth a shot, and besides… It seemed like the demon felt regret or something when Gandhi was considerin’ the offer!”

 

Gandhi: “The demon, in fact, did not feel regret.”

 

Waluigi blew a raspberry at Gandhi.

 

Waluigi: “Pffttt… I was tryina’ make the story more interesting!”

 

Steve: “I… Don’t think there was any subtlety here… It was just an incarnation of pure evil destroying everything in it’s path…”

 

Sans: “yeah, there’s nothin’ morally grey ‘bout that.”

 

Waluigi: “Ugh… Whatever… good game, everyone!”

 

Once everyone had began to gather up and leave, Leafy approached Steve awkwardly.

 

Leafy: “H-Hey… Steve…? Do you mind if we talk about something?”

 

Steve: “H-Huh?”

 

Leafy: “Um… Meet me in the Red room if it’s okay!”

 

Steve: “Huh? Oh, alright.”

 

Leafy walked downstairs, surprisingly not dancing her way around this time.

 

Steve: (“I wonder what’s up with that… I hope it’s not another one of Leafy’s mastermind theories…”)

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve left the table silently, walking down the stairs whilst hearing awful knock-knock jokes between Waluigi, Sans and even Gandhi.

 

And Steve entered the Red Room.

 

For a place called “Red Room”, it was a surprisingly serene garden. Steve was expecting some kind of horrible, bloody room, but no, all he could see was a tranquil garden with rays of sun shining on the plants.

 

Leafy: “Hey, Steve…”

 

Leafy looked nervous, however, she seemed to be shaking…

 

Steve: “Is there… Something you want to talk about?”

 

Leafy: “Well.. I… Should’ve told you this when we were talking earlier but…”

 

Leafy: “I-I… Found a message in the evil circus… Where this room would’ve otherwise been…”

 

Steve: “Huh…”

 

Leafy: “The message… It said… I’d been trying to solve it, and when I unscrambled the letters… It read…”

 

Leafy: “Gandhi mastermind.”

 

Steve: (“Hah… That’s absurd…”)

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Steve: “W-What?! I mean, that can’t be right…”

 

Leafy: “Well, i-it’s just… Homer had his theories about Gandhi, a-and you know how he was sometimes right…”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Leafy: “S-Should we do something about it… Should we?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “No.”

 

Leafy: “H-Huh?!”

 

Steve: “Honestly, I’m really glad you asked me, Leafy, rather than jump to your own conclusions…”

 

Steve: “But realistically, the more you think about it, that message could’ve meant anything else. I know Homer had his theories, but some of them… Weren’t the brightest.”

 

Leafy: “…”

 

Leafy: “Heheh… Y-Yeah… I-It’s my emotions again… They’re making me act weird…”

 

Steve: “Leafy… Don’t blame your emotions on this… Everyone has a right to get suspicious. Hearing this now’s getting me suspicious, too…”

 

Steve: “But we need to remember that the nighttime circus is full of lies and deception. Whatever was there, was messing up Basil’s perception of Noob… It drove him to hurt others, and himself…”

 

Steve: “Just don’t fall for the stuff about the circus at night. Basil fell for it too… It tried to get him to hurt people…”

 

Leafy: “Y-Yeah… You’re right…”

 

Leafy: “A-And… There was something else I wanted to ask…”

 

Steve: “Oh right, the pizza.”

 

Leafy: “Do you wanna start making it together?”

 

Steve: “Huh…? Oh, sounds like a plan! Maybe we should get some others on board though, I’m a miner, not a chef.”

 

Leafy: “Hmm… How about Gandhi, so he can watch over us?”

 

Leafy: “And… Waluigi too…”

 

Steve: “Heh… I was thinking of getting Sans too, but I’d be worried he’d end up eating the pizza…”

 

Leafy: “Or maybe he’d douse it in dozens of litres of ketchup… I don’t really think Basil would be too huge on that…”

 

Steve: “Haha… Yeah…”

 

Leafy: “Alright! Let’s assemble the cooking squad! Here we go!”

 

Leafy walked out of the room to gather the cooking squad. Steve walked up to the lunch hall and waited for the others.

 

Leafy: “Hey! We’re ready to start! You wanna get bakin’?!”

 

Waluigi nudged Steve to kickstart him.

 

Steve: “Uh, I mean, I guess so…”

 

Steve: (“Ugh…”)

 

Steve: (“I can’t help but worry about this whole “pizza” idea… It sounds like a perfect chance for someone to poison something…”)

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Gandhi: “Is something bothering you, Steven…?”

 

Steve: “Huh? How can you even read my face without your glasses…?”

 

Waluigi: “Cuz’ he’s an aura reader, obviously, and my aura’s purple!”

 

Steve: (“Well… That’s obviously true, but apart from Waluigi, I don’t think auras are an actual thing…”)

 

Steve: “Hmmm… Anyway, I’m just worried about the pizza… It just seems like a good opportunity for-

 

Leafy: “Haha! Let’s not worry ourselves so much that we can’t do anything! Besides, I’ve eaten cyanide before, so… We should be fine…”

 

Gandhi: “Um… I don’t think just anyone can consume cyanide, however…”

 

Waluigi: “Let’s just watch over it while we’re cooking… Then nobody can add anything suspicious…”

 

Steve: “I mean… I guess so…”

 

Leafy: “Alright! Lemme go grab those totally not dubious ingredients I got from the dark circus!”

 

Gandhi picked up a ragged sack full of patches that Leafy supposedly got from the dark circus.

 

Gandhi: “Asbestos…? Hydrochloric acid…? Marmite?!”

 

Gandhi: “Leafy, I don’t think any of this is edible…”

 

Leafy: “Hey, what about this stuff?! This looks great!”

 

Leafy lifted a jar, but before Steve could even see what it was, Gandhi knocked it off Leafy’s hands.

 

Gandhi: “NO LEAFY! WE ARE NOT HAVING A VEGEMITE PIZZA!”

 

Steve: (“T-That was the angriest I’ve ever seen Gandhi… Vegemite… What is that…? Some kind of poison?!”)

 

Waluigi: “Les’ just put whatever’s in that away and start cooking with actual ingredients!”

 

Leafy: “Waltuh’.”

 

Gandhi: “S-Sorry?”

 

Leafy: “S-Sorry… It’s just something silly I picked up from Homer whenever he said the word “cooking”…”

 

Leafy: “Haha…”

 

Everyone stood around awkwardly, but Waluigi was able to break the silence.

 

Waluigi: “Hey, look at this juicy ketchup! That’ll work perfectly for the pizza!”

 

Gandhi: “Um… It looks… Too purple…”

 

Leafy: “Uhm… I don’t like the sound of purple ketchup…”

 

Sans suddenly appeared behind Leafy, as if he’d teleported.

 

Sans: “someone say ketchup?”

 

Leafy: “Whoa! Y-You just came outta nowhere?!”

 

Sans: “the ketchup gods called me.”

 

Sans grabbed the purple ketchup from Waluigi and chugged it down whole.

 

Sans: “aight. see you later. i’m gonna go to sleep.”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Gah! Now we don’t have any of that beautiful ketchup!”

 

Steve: “Eh… Maybe it’s for the better… Purple ketchup wouldn’t have made great tomato sauce for pizza…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm… What alternatives do we have…?”

 

Leafy: “Oooohhh~! Sprinkles!”

 

Steve: “On a pizza?”

 

Waluigi: “C’mon Steve! Let her have somethin’!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Fine…”

 

Steve checked the shelves and found the relevant ingredients: dough, cheese…

 

No tomato though.

 

 

Gandhi: “Ah… I found it. A tomato!”

 

Steve: (“Never thought I’d hear Gandhi so enthused over a tomato…”)

 

Gandhi lifted up a yellow tomato from the bottom of the cupboard.

 

Waluigi: “Ugh… Tomatoes…”

 

Leafy: “Huh…? Do you have some kinda tomato trauma…? Traumato?!”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Eh… I’m jus’ not really a huge fan of pizzas, in general… My rivals always smelled like a bunch o’ dirty pizza gobblers…”

 

Waluigi: “S’fine though, as long as we aren’t addin’ mushrooms I guess…”

 

Leafy: “Wow! You really seemed like a pizza to type me… I’m surprised…”

 

Gandhi: “There is a phrase for this, isn’t there… Don’t judge a book by its mother…?”

 

Steve: “It’s “cover”, Gandhi…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… Nonetheless, my interpretation still applies… I don’t quite approve of those “Joe Mama” jokes from Sans…”

 

Gandhi: “The aspects of one’s mother should not define the self. It is a meaningless way of interpreting the soul. “Joe Mama” is truly a useless indicator…”

 

Leafy: “S-Stop saying “Joe Mama”, or Sans’ gonna show up outta nowhere again!”

 

Sans: “someone say “joe mama”...?”

 

Leafy: “G-Gah!”

 

Sans shrugged and looked around at the weird mash of ingredients that'd just been tossed into the oven.

 

Sans: “you guys makin’ pizza… er… pizza-oids??”

 

Steve: “Eh… Um…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah, we are! Ya’ wanna join?!”

 

Sans: “uhh, sure… i mean… pizzaoids have always been a favourite of mine, even if my brother called it lazy cooking.”

 

Sans sat down with his legs on top of the table.

 

Sans: “aight’... when the pizza done?”

 

Waluigi: “Soon, enough, we’re cookin’ it!”

 

Leafy: “Waltuh.”

 

Sans: “...?”

 

Gandhi: “Just ignore her…”

 

Steve: “By the way…? Do any of you actually know how to make a pizza…?”

 

Leafy: “Uhhh….”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Eh…”

 

Sans: “yaaawnn…”

 

Steve: “I’ll take that as a “no”...”

 

Leafy: “I mean, c’mon, how hard can it be?!”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah… Pizza’s basic! Jus’ chuck the stuff together and it’ll be okay!”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, anything goes on pizza! Even pineapples!”

 

Sans: “we are NOT opening that can of worms, leafy…”

 

After a couple minutes of everyone arguing over pineapple on pizza, Leafy took a look at the pizza.

 

Leafy: “U-Um… Have we been cooking it for long enough…?”

 

Sans: “jeez… it’s been like… what…? thirty minutes…? i’m gettin’ hungry.”

 

Steve: “It’s barely been five minutes guys…”

 

Sans: “okay… maybe time is passing so slowly cuz’ i’m not asleep….”

 

Sans: “i really need to sleep harder...”

 

Sans’ skull suddenly fell on the floor and he started snoring.

 

Leafy: “Psst… We might need to get him outta here before he takes the pizza for himself…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm… Do you mind dispatching the skeleton…?”

 

Steve: “U-Um… Okay…”

 

Gandhi: “Be careful, he’s fragile.”

 

Steve: (“I don’t really expect a skeleton to be fragile, but sure.”)

 

Steve picked up Sans and lugged him across the room. Surprisingly, he was still asleep, or at least pretending to be.

 

Steve: (“U-Um… I need to find somewhere for him to sleep comfortably.”)

 

Steve tugged Sans down the stairs, precariously, in case he’d damage his allegedly fragile bones.

 

Steve: (“Okay, Sans… You can rest in the tent…”)

 

Steve lightly dropped Sans in the tent of the blue room, and creeped back up the lunch hall where everyone was cooking.

 

Leafy: “Waltuh.”

 

Waluigi: “Nobody even said it this time, Leafy!”

 

Leafy: “Eh… I dunno, I felt an invisible force say it.”

 

Steve: “So how’s the pizza cook… Er… Going…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… Nearly ready.”

 

Leafy: “Nearly is good enough for me~!”

 

Leafy pulled the pizza-esque organism from the oven.

 

Steve: “W-What even is that… Thing…?”

 

Leafy: “I dunno, but it sure is smokin’ hot!”

 

Leafy: “Even hotter than Waluigi’s face!”

 

Steve: (“Considering how ugly that “pizza” is… I think that comes off as a little backhanded, whether Leafy intended it or not…”)

 

Gandhi smashed the yellow tomato onto the pizza.

 

Gandhi: “Begone, foul beast!”

 

Steve: “U-Umm… Now it looks even worse…”

 

Steve stared at the flabby piece of pizza dough covered in melted cheese and muddy yellow sauce.

 

Gandhi carefully plucked a few green bits from the smashed tomato off the pizza.

 

Waluigi: “Wahahaha…! This is a masterpiece!”

 

Steve: “Haha… There’s no sauce quite like passion after all…”

 

Waluigi grabbed the pizza like a makeshift chef and began to run down the stairs.

 

Waluigi: “Ayo’, the pizza here!”

 

Waluigi said before tripping over the stairs and falling head-first into the doughy monstrosity.

 

Waluigi: “O-Oh… Dang It!”

 

Leafy: “Uh-Oh…”

 

Steve: “Do we seriously have to redo?!”

 

Gandhi: “We can’t… That was our only tomato…”

 

Waluigi: “W-Wait, guys! It’s still okay! The pizza is still okay… It just has my face imprinted onto it…”

 

Waluigi: “A-And there’s no face quite like Waluigi’s…?”

 

Leafy: “Ooh! face pizza~!”

 

Steve: “U-Uhh… I dunno about eating a pizza with Waluigi’s nasal bacteria on it…”

 

Leafy: “Eh… Just add soap!”

 

Gandhi: “Soap…? On a pizza?”

 

Waluigi: “Let’s try not to get Basil killed-

 

S-Suddenly, as if on the arrival of the word killed, the light turned from full energy to darkness…

 

And suddenly, the loneliness and insecurity of the dark crept over everybody once again.

 

...

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed this chapter, and the shenanigans everyone's been up to!

Hopefully nothing wrong is going to happen soon...?

I guess we'll find out! Post any predictions or thoughts below!

Chapter 64: Chapter 4 [O] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Night time looms upon our cast, and problems are arising in the Dark Circus...

~CHAPTER 64~

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

The darkness eclipsed the room, leaving everyone in bitter silence for a moment.

 

Soon enough, however, Light’s voice spoke up.

 

Light: “Hah… It looks like it’s nighttime…”

 

Light: “Or… Well, actually… It’s not quite night yet, but I was sick of seeing filthy criminals pretend to “bond” over pizza, so I started daytime a little early.”

 

Waluigi: “Gah… That’s against the rules! Just let us finish our pizza!”

 

Light: “Hah… Since when have you ever cared about the rules…?”

 

Waluigi: “…”

 

Waluigi sparked up again.

 

Waluigi: “Say that one more time and I’ll…!”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… I can’t believe they trust someone like you…”

 

Waluigi: “I’ll… I’ll kill you, bastard!”

 

Gandhi: “Waluigi, stop.”

 

Waluigi: “Gah, I… Ugh…”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “You’re right… I… Killin’ peoples’ never the solution…”

 

Waluigi: “Honestly, I was thinkin’ of goin’ out in the dark again to find Light, but uh…”

 

Leafy: “A-Again…?”

 

Waluigi: “Ya’ know what, this is some kinda fricked up form of vengeance… If I kill Light, I’ll end up havin’ myself executed…”

 

Waluigi: “Is that what Wario would’ve wanted…?”

 

Leafy: “Y-You said “again”... Did you go out into the dark before…?”

 

Waluigi: “Heh… Yeah, I’ll admit… I went out yesterday… Found some weird anagram on the wall, but I couldn’t really figure it out…”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “Hahah… I’ll admit it, I’m no better than you… I went out too…”

 

Leafy: “I found the exact same thing… I even figured it out, but…”

 

Leafy: “N-Nah… It’s just a coincidence…”

 

Gandhi: “What’s a coincidence…?”

 

Steve: “Nothing…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Haha… I won’t lie, either… I went out too… Looking for Noob.”

 

Waluigi: “Hm… Find anything?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Gandhi: “Steven?”

 

Steve: “Huh?”

 

Leafy: “Y-You seemed to blank out for a second…”

 

Steve: “Oh, yeah, it was nothing… I was pulled back by Trainer Red before I could find Noob.”

 

Leafy: “Hey! Me too!”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah, me three…”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “Me four…”

 

Leafy: “W-What?! Even Gandhi went out?!”

 

Gandhi: “Y-Yes…”

 

Gandhi: “I feel like I have the right to tell you what I found…”

 

Leafy: “W-What was it?! Some kinda anagram, or what?!”

 

Gandhi: “It…”

 

Gandhi’s words came to slow down to a crawl.

 

Gandhi: “I… Tried to… I tried to free Red, and…”

 

Leafy: “Huh?! You did?”

 

Gandhi: “And… L-Light… Demanded that I…”

 

Gandhi: “I…”

 

Gandhi had now slowed to a silence.

 

Waluigi: “Heh…. You don’t have to tell us if you aren’t ready…”

 

Gandhi coughed and spoke up.

 

Gandhi: “He demanded that I cut up Kirby’s corpse into little pieces to free him.”

 

Steve felt a horrible chill in the air.

 

Leafy: “Ugh…. Aaaghhh…”

 

Waluigi: “W-What the HELL!”

 

Waluigi glowed purple, intensely.

 

Waluigi: “LIGHT!!! YOU PSYCHO! I’M COMIN’ TA’ GET YA’!!”

 

Waluigi screamed and blasted a hole in the wall of the circus.

 

Waluigi: “AAAAAGHHHHH!!!”

 

Steve heard Gandhi slowly grip onto Waluigi’s shoulder.

 

Gandhi: “Waluigi.”

 

Waluigi: “Gaaah…! Get off me!”

 

Gandhi: “This… Isn’t the fault of Light.”

 

Waluigi: “WHA-HOW IS IT NOT HIS-?!”

 

Gandhi: “Light is a human, too…”

 

Waluigi: “W-What the hell do ya’ mean he’s a human?! Would a human wanna continue the killing game?! WOULD A HUMAN CUT UP NOOB’S HAMSTERS?!”

 

Waluigi: “I’M GOING TO KILL HIM!!!”

 

Gandhi: “A human… Would do those things… Vile as his actions are, Light is not currently in a stable state.”

 

Waluigi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “He… He is not an unforgivable person… His sins, they are many, but…”

 

Gandhi: “The meaning behind his actions… They are “justice”. That is ultimately human, is it not…?”

 

Gandhi gave a deep sigh.

 

Gandhi: “Are you not the same, Waluigi?”

 

Waluigi: “Ahaha…”

 

Gandhi: “The mastermind, on the other hand, merely wishes for suffering…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “The mastermind… is not human.”

 

Steve heard Gandhi grasp onto Waluigi’s other shoulder. There was nothing but words in the air now, but Gandhi’s words were powerful; they could be felt in other senses too.

 

Gandhi: “We have to forgive everyone in this killing game… Everyone, absolutely everyone, even Light and Red, even the traitor…”

 

Gandhi: “But not the mastermind.”

 

Gandhi: “The mastermind deserves to die.”

 

The last few words of Gandhi shook the room completely. He let go of Waluigi, and silence was breathed into the air.

 

Steve: (“…”)

 

Steve: (“I… I don’t know what’s more surprising… The fact that Gandhi said we should forgive Light, or the fact that he’s just said that someone deserves to die…”)

 

Steve: (“I… I don’t know…”)

 

Steve felt a lump of uncertainty in his throat. Someone so sinister that even Gandhi believes they should die… They are one of ten of us… Pretending to be our friend…?

 

Waluigi sighed and broke the silence.

 

Waluigi: “Gandhi’s right…”

 

Waluigi: “Light… Isn’t responsible for this… This game twisted him… Jus’ like it did to the rest of us…”

 

Steve: (“Light… Is a victim…? That’s nonsense… Maybe I’m fed up, but this “peace” bullcrap is overly optimistic, and Light’s only a victim by technicality. Sure, he got trapped on the island too, but if anything, he deserved it…”)

 

Waluigi: “The fact that he’s human… Maybe that’s why I was so afraid of confrontin’ him peacefully…”

 

Waluigi: “But… I have to do it…”

 

Gandhi: “I can see your rage, yet you are able to hold it and choose the path of peace and righteousness…”

 

Gandhi: “You’ve changed, Waluigi.”

 

Waluigi: “...”

 

Waluigi: “Nah… I’ve always been this cool, wahahaha!”

 

Steve: (“Oh, just quit with the “peace” thing… The only way to save our lives is to kill Light ourselves…”)

 

Leafy: “Hehe… Sure… Let’s get a good sleep for now! Gotta get that pizza going in the morning!”

 

Steve: “A-Alright…”

 

Everyone sat down and started trying to go to sleep.

 

Though the room was silent, thoughts were banging on Steve’s head.

 

Could they really stay so calm about this?

 

Where is Noob?

 

Steve: (“H-He could be dead… Light could’ve killed him! And yet… we’re spending this whole time doing what?! Making pizza?!”)

 

Steve: (“Ugh… It’s idiotic… They’re idiots…”)

 

Steve: (“We haven’t seen him in days…”)

 

Steve coughed a ball of scorn up his throat.

 

I’m sick of this.

 

He stood up.

 

Thud.

 

Waluigi: “Hey… Stevo’... I thought we agreed not to stand up…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, that was super obvious! If you wanna go running off without getting noticed, you need to at least be a little bit more sneaky! I’d know this, I’m the Ultimate Thief after all…”

 

Steve: “Just shut up. I don’t care.”

 

Steve shoved his arms into Leafy’s face. Half on accident.

 

Steve: “You’re all a bunch of idiots! Noob could be out there, literally dying, and you’re all wasting time on this stupid pizza party!”

 

Leafy: “Hmph… Not like you had to join…”

 

Steve: “Just shut up! Do you have any idea how much I want to punch you in the face right now, Leafy?!”

 

Leafy: “I-I…”

 

Steve: “You don’t actually care about anyone’s feelings! You just spend the entire time tripping everyone’s feet up and acting like it was a surprise present!”

 

Leafy: “T-That’s… You’re right…”

 

Steve: “And you wanna call me your friend, huh?! Well… Guess what… Not happening! You’re just a wart that feeds off my skin and acts like it's some great gesture of friendship…”

 

Leafy: “I… I-I’m sorry…”

 

God I want to punch her.

 

Steve: “And don’t even get me started on the others! Gandhi… You’re just a complete waste of space who spends the entire time meekly coming up with ideas on why we should sing kumbaya with someone who’s trying to slaughter us one by one!”

 

Gandhi: “U-Um…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, you’ve got no response to that… Just what I thought!”

 

Waluigi: “Stop it, Stevo! This isn’t like you!”

 

Waluigi’s purple aura flared up, bright enough for Steve to see his neck.

 

So of course, it was only instinct that I latched on.

 

Waluigi: “AGH!! LET ME GO!”

 

 

Steve: “Waluigi… You’re the worst of them all… You’re a liar.”

 

Waluigi: “Hrrrghhh… Hrrkkkk…”

 

Steve stared at Waluigi’s face with something between a grimace and a smirk.

 

Steve: “You’re here… Pretending to be a hero… But the truth is… You’re waiting for your moment… Your moment to kill…”

 

Steve: “Feigning peace… When in reality… You’re going to shoot us all up in one day when we least expect it…”

 

Waluigi: “Hnnnghhh… Hnngghh…”

 

Steve: “Heh… Just like you wanted in the past… Gandhi’s wrong… You’ve never changed…”

 

Waluigi: “Hnnngggh…. Hhhh… nnggh… hh…”

 

Leafy: “Stop it! He can’t breathe!”

 

Steve: “I. Don’t. Care.”

 

Leafy dashed up to Steve and body slammed him with her metal body. Steve skid across the floor before colliding into a wall.

 

Steve: “A-Agh…”

 

Leafy: “Don’t you dare hurt my friends, Steve! You could’ve killed Waluigi!”

 

Steve: “Ugh…”

 

The trio heard Steve footsteps slowly limping away.

 

…

 

Gandhi: “Well done, Leafy.”

 

Leafy: “H-Huh…? I t-thought you’d be against me attacking him?”

 

Gandhi: “Hm… There is no shame in deterrence. Having a weapon is very different from actually using it.”

 

Waluigi: “Ugh… W-What’s been happening to Steve, lately…?”

 

Gandhi: “People change… Death… Damages people… Often for the worser…”

 

Waluigi: “O-Oh…”

 

Waluigi exhaled to grasp for some air.

 

Waluigi: “Heh… What Steve jus’ said… Do you think it’s true…?”

 

Waluigi: “That I’m just some liar plannin’ to hurt you all…”

 

Leafy: “...”

 

Leafy: “It’s hard for me to say this, but…”

 

Leafy: “I do trust you, Waluigi.”

 

Waluigi: “Heh… It’s just, sometimes… I feel like I don’t even trust myself…”

 

Leafy: “Haha… I mean… Me too… Maybe that’s why it’s so hard to trust others…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “If you want to show that Steven’s wrong… All you need to do is prove it.”

 

Waluigi: “Prove it… You don’t mean…?”

 

Gandhi: “Yes. Talk to Light.”

 

Waluigi: “Ahahah, but…”

 

Leafy: “Yeah, you heard him! Light might act like a total psycho, but I believe in you!”

 

Waluigi: “Hehehehe… Yeah, maybe yer’ right…”

 

Waluigi: “I can fix him!”

 

Leafy: “Ehm… M-Maybe don’t phrase it like that… It makes you sound like a girlfriend in a toxic relationship…”

 

Waluigi facepalmed.

 

Waluigi: “Gah… Way to ruin the vibe, Leafy!”

 

Leafy: “Oopsies~! I’m not very good at detecting vibes!”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… Perhaps you need to “vibe check”...”

 

Leafy: “What?”

 

Gandhi: “That is a meme, correct? “Vibe check” is a meme, no?”

 

Waluigi: “I… Didn’t think you’d be into memes, Gandhi…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… At first, they disgusted me… Though I will admit, they have begun to grow on me…”

 

Waluigi: “Heh… Guess I’ll get lookin’ for Light. Maybe we can strike a deal… You guys wanna tag?”

 

Leafy: “Nah… Too sleepy…”

 

Gandhi: “I… I believe I’d just get lost without my glasses.”

 

Waluigi: “Eh… You’d get lost in the dark anyways. Ya’ can come along, Gandhi.”

 

Gandhi: “Zzzzz… Zzzz…”

 

Waluigi: “S-Seriously, guys…?”

 

Waluigi: “Guess I'll get goin’ by myself then…”

 

Walugi felt an awful lump is his throat, but still, there was something driving him forward, despite everything else driving him backwards.

 

Hope.

 

~

 

Steve used the glowstone block to trudge through the needle-infested darkness of the lab.

 

Steve: (“Yep… Let’s just ignore the corpses… Ignore the corpses!”)

 

A hanging clown body fell from the ceiling and its blood dripped onto Steve’s shirt.

 

Steve: (“Lovely!”)

 

Steve felt like screaming but he’d seen enough dead bodies already.

 

Steve: “Noob?”

 

Steve: “...!”

 

In the dark, Steve nearly stumbled into a large pool of green, frothing water.

 

Steve: “W-What the hell?!”

 

There was a crooked and bent sign with tears on it beside the pool.

 

-DANGER! MAGIC ACID! INSTANTLY CONSUMES WOOD, METAL AND UNDESIRED CORPSES!-

 

Steve: (“Lovely… Looks like someone needs to do a bit of cleaning work with all the corpses around here…”)

 

Steve: (“I’ll just walk around that, thank you very much…”)

 

Steve stood two metres away from the acid pool while navigating the rest of the room.

 

Steve: “Huh… A door…?”

 

Steve pressed his ear to the door… Noises?

 

-PLEASE ENTER PASSCODE!-

 

Steve: (“Of course there's a passcode… Regardless, that noise doesn’t sound like Noob’s voice… It’s probably some horrible clown demon… Or even worse, Light…”)

 

Steve shrugged and hurried past the door when just beside the door he noticed a trapdoor.

 

Steve: (“Huh… It’s locked from the outside?!”)

 

Steve: (“Well… What’s the worst that could happen…”)

 

Steve unlocked the trapdoor, and waited for some kind of monster to emerge.

 

Nothing emerged except darkness.

 

Steve took a deep breathe and jumped down the trapdoor.

 

His feet smashed into the murky floor, the glowstone light illuminated the once obscured surroundings.

 

Though everything was still black.

 

Steve: (“This place… It's completely black… And completely empty…”)

 

Suddenly a voice, guiding him like a light in the dark.

 

???: “I-Is somebody there?!”

 

Steve: “Huh?”

 

 

 

Steve turned around and saw Noob. He felt the anxious thud inside his head finally drowned out by silence.

 

Noob: “Steve!”

 

Steve: “Noob! A-Are you okay?!”

 

Noob: “H-Huh… Y-Yeah… I-I think so…”

 

Steve: “You’re alive!”

 

Noob: “Heh… Yeah…”

 

Steve: “How long have you been in here…? Did Light trap you?!”

 

Noob: “I-I… I don’t know how long I’ve been here… I’ve kinda lost count…”

 

Noob: “As for Light… I-I’m not sure… I don’t remember…”

 

Steve: “Let’s get you out, before he sees us…”

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah… D-Did you unlock the trapdoor…?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I did.”

 

Noob: “Haha… I’m glad this nightmare’s over…”

 

Steve: “Me too, Noob. Me too.”

 

Steve stared into the ceiling and saw the trapdoor. A black rope was hanging from the trapdoor. Steve grabbed onto Noob and climbed up the pitch black room.

 

Noob: “W-What is this place…?”

 

Noob stared around in horror at the lab.

 

Steve: “Noob… Don’t worry about this… Just close your eyes, we’ll be there soon…”

 

Noob: “A-Agggh…”

 

Noob recoiled as a heap of corpses fell down from the ceiling, one of them rolling and sizzling in the magic acid nearby.

 

Noob: “G-Get me out of here! GET ME OUT!”

 

A figure climbed out of the corpses with a twisted demeanor.

 

Red: “Ehehehehe…”

 

Steve: “R-Red, is that you?!”

 

Red: “Hey kid… I’d suggest ya’ get outta this room… It can’t be good for your mental health an’ all that…!”

 

Steve: “When did you care about mental health Red?! Are you trying to hide something from us…?”

 

Red: “Ehehehe… Maybe?”

 

Red: “Maybe there’s some kinda secret round’ here that I don’t wantcha’ findin’ out.”

 

 

Red pulled a gun out of his pocket.

 

Red: “Eheheheh… I’m gonna pull the trigger…!”

 

Red prepared his gun with a click that sounded like nails on a chalkboard, while Steve guarded Noob behind his back… Expecting the worst.

 

Steve: (“What… The… Hell…?! Trainer Red was right… Why did we free this maniac?!”)

 

Steve lunged for Red’s gun, but…

 

BANG!

 

Steve grasped onto his chest as he felt dizziness overcome him as the blood was leaking out…

 

Slowly and slowly, reality and dreams began to blur… And I fell to the ground.

Notes:

It seems Steve got shot again... Well, he survived the first shot, so hopefully he can survive this...

Hope you enjoyed the chapter! The two-three chapters will definitely be on the shorter side, but that doesn't mean they won't be impactful. Hope you look forward to them.

Chapter 65: Chapter 4 [P] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Daytime has once again passed, but not without pain...

~CHAPTER 65~

 

The All-Star Cast:

Waluigi (Super Mario)

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI)

Leafy (BFDI)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

Leafy: “Steve…?”

 

 

Leafy stared at Steve. Strewn all over the floor, arms spread out over the cold surface of the kitchen.

 

Leafy: “Aaaaagh…!

 

Gandhi: “He… He… Is he…?”

 

Leafy: “Aaaagh…”

 

Red approached the two of them from behind.

 

Red: “Sup?”

 

Leafy: “Don’t act so chill right now! Steve’s dead! DEAD!”

 

Red: “Eh… No he’s not?”

 

Leafy: “H-Huh?!”

 

Red: “Well… Three of us have seen the body, right? So how come there’s no body discovery announcement?”

 

Leafy: “Aagh?! Oh, you’re right!”

 

Gandhi: “If he’s still alive, then this is urgent! We need someone to take care of him!”

 

Red: “Lemme do it. I’ve got some medical training under my belt.”

 

Gandhi: “Thank you, Red. You’re a true-

 

Red: “Shut it. I’m not doin’ this for your wrinkly ass. I’m just tryina’ stop the game from bein’ boring…”

 

Gandhi: “Boring?”

 

Red: “Ehh… Dontcha’ think a gunshot’s a pretty bland way to go… The trials could be a whole lot more interestin’ than that…?”

 

Leafy: “You… You psycho! You’re no better than Light!”

 

Red: “Never said I was, ehehe… Now lemme jus’ carry this flesh heap to somewhere appropriate…”

 

Leafy: “Grrr…! Make sure not to kill him!”

 

Red: “Ehehehe… I wouldn’t… That’d be a little too obvious... Right…?”

 

Red chuckled to himself, ominously.

 

Red: “Unless…”

 

Red dragged away Steve’s body down the stairs precariously.

 

Leafy: “Hmmph… What’s up with that guy?! I swear… He didn’t seem surprised at all that Steve got shot!”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “Maybe I’ve misjudged him for a better person than he actually is…”

 

Leafy shrugged to try and break the silence.

 

Leafy: “Hey, have you seen Waluigi around…? Or even Basil…?”

 

Gandhi: “I… Haven’t seen Basil lately, but I saw Waluigi walking around this morning… I tried to talk to him… But he just walked away…”

 

Leafy: “Huh, weird… I wonder how his discussion with Light went…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… I’m somewhat worried, considering he just walked away from me without even observing me…”

 

Leafy: “Hey! Don’t worry about it! We’ll go find him and Basil! Come along with me, Gandhi!”

 

Leafy dragged Gandhi down the stairs to look for the missing pair.

 

...

 

 

...

 

 

 

Steve: (“Ugh… W-Where am I…?”)

 

Steve: (“What the h-hell just happened…?”)

 

Red: “Sup.”

 

Steve: “W-What…?”

 

Steve looked around and found himself in the tent where they had to put up with that insulting worm from earlier.

 

His thoughts scrambled together… And then he remembered…

 

That face.

 

There’s nothing behind that face of his. The visor masks nothing.

 

Steve: “Red! What the hell are you doing! Have you locked me up in this tent?!”

 

Red: “Ehehehe… Yup…”

 

Red: “Heh… Shame ya’ can’t beat me up over it cos’ you’re too busy being injured.

 

Steve tried to lift himself off the bed.

 

Steve: “Gah-Aagh!”

 

Red pulled an injection out of pocket.

 

Red: “Uh… Don’t worry, I’m not gonna kill ya’… That’s not part of my little plan…”

 

Steve: “What’s with the injection then?!”

 

Red: “Oh, that’s jus’ gonna be to remove your memories…”

 

Steve: “What the hell?!”

 

Red: “Yep… The injection’s meanta’ knock you out and make you forget the last twelve hours of memories!”

 

Red: “Heh… So after I inject ya’... You won’t remember a thing about what happened yesterday…”

 

Red shrugged dismissively.

 

...

 

 

 

 

 

Red: “Real shame too… You were gettin’ real close to figuring out I was the mastermind.”

 

Steve: “W-WHAT?!”

 

Red: “Huh…? You’re actin’ surprised…? Honestly, I thought I was one of the more predictable choices…”

 

Steve: “Y-You bastard! WHY DID YOU PUT US HERE?!”

 

Red: “Hey, hey, mind your language, Steve… It’s pretty rude to make fun of the fact that I was born outta wedlock!”

 

Steve: “Oh just shut up! Give me a reason!”

 

Red: “Hm… Lemme think… Nah, bruv.”

 

Steve: “T-Tell us! You better come up with some excuse before I rip you to pieces, you psycho!”

 

I tried to leap out of the bed to kill him but I just screamed in pain.

 

Weak… Why am I so weak?

 

Steve: “Y-You… You killed them all… Shrek, Kirby, Spamton, Gundham, Squidward, Homer!”

 

Red: “Huh… Funny you mention Kirby… Nice guy, ya’ know…”

 

Steve: “D-Don’t talk about people you’ve killed like that…!”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red turned himself away from Steve and writhed in the corner of the tent.

 

Red: “He… He sacrificed himself…”

 

Steve: “He… What?!”

 

Red: “Yeah… I killed Shrek, obviously… But ya’ know… All that stuff about me forcing Kirby to eat Shrek while he was tied up… A total lie…”

 

Red: “Ehehehe… In reality… Kirby willingly sacrificed himself to make himself the killer instead of me… Honestly, it caught me off guard when all I saw was an arm on the beach…”

 

Red: “Ahahahaha…! It’s wonderful, isn’t it?! It’s wonderful when you pull all the little strings and let your friends feel like they’d die for you…!”

 

Red: “Ahahaha… Only to realise that was your trick…!”

 

Red: “M-Manipulating people into suicide… Isn’t it…”

 

Red: “Wonderful…?”

 

Steve: “You’re sick in the head…! You’re sick!”

 

Steve: “You’re the mastermind, yet you planned to be the first killer?! You’re so twisted that you can’t even play your own game!”

 

Red paused for a second.

 

Red: “Ehehehe… It makes sense though, don’t it? It creates a great alibi for yourself if you pretend to be dead.”

 

Red: “An’ besides… Killin’ someone’s a great way to turn up the tension… Get people murderin’, ya’ know…”

 

Steve: “Y-You… How dare you! If I could kill you right now, I would… I’d burn you alive!”

 

I could sense something behind that mask of his. Steve saw some kind of smile.

 

Red: “Perfect… That’s exactly what I want…”

 

Steve: “It won’t be what you want when you freaking die, bastard!”

 

Red: “Ehehehe… T-That’s probably true… Death does scare me, ya’ know…”

 

Red: “B-But I’m a daredevil. I’d rather walk the tightrope of death than let nothin’ happen…”

 

Red: “Eheheh, and honestly… Ain’t it inspirin’ to see this bloodlust come from you…? Feeling myself this close to the knife’s edge… It’s cathartic…”

 

Red: “The other Red was right when he said there’s two drives that cause people to kill…”

 

Red: “Firstly, there’s friendship… All that stupid mush about noble sacrifice and all that… If the strings are pulled, any decent person can be reduced to a mere murderer.”

 

Red: “But then there’s hatred… Hatred is the true crux of my plan.”

 

Red gave another one of his dismissive shrugs.

 

Red: “I wonder if you’ll kill me out of friendship or hatred…?”

 

Breathe, Steve. Breathe. You’re better than this.

 

Steve: “T-Then… W-Why do you kill people…? Why did you kill Shrek, why did you kill Gundham?”

 

Red: “Friendship or hatred, ehehehe…?”

 

Red: “Bold of you to put human morals on a freak like me…!”

 

Steve: “Y-You’re completely insane…!”

 

Red twisted his face uncomfortably towards Steve.

 

Red: “Look… Answer me this Stevo’ Mc Cracktheorypants… Did I ever look sane to you?!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Red: “Ehehehehe… Didn’t even have ta’ lie too much to keep a disguise… Just be the horrible person I always am but without explicitly stating I’m the mastermind.”

 

Steve: “B-But what about all those times you genuinely seemed guilty?! Were those a lie?!”

 

Steve: “What about the time you killed Shrek… Why did that sound like self–defence…?!”

 

Red: “Huh…?”

 

Red paused for another moment and twisted back away from Steve.

 

Red: “Ehehehe… Of course they were a lie, crackhead!”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “I remember Gandhi sayin’ somethin’ about everyone but the mastermind being worthy of forgiveness… Obviously, he was gonna suspect me if I acted completely inhumane…”

 

Red: “So I said some wishy washy bullcrap about feelin’ guilty about killing Kirby an’ deserving to be executed for killin’ Spamton. Obviously, I didn’t actually believe any of that bull.”

 

Red laughed nonchalantly.

 

Red: “Actions speak louder than words, ya’ know… If I actually believed any of that stuff I said about Kirby an’ Shrek, I wouldn’t a’ killed ‘em in the first place…”

 

Steve: “So… So… Y-You’ve… Just been lying to us this whole time…?”

 

Red: “Duh”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “W-Why…? T-Then why did your motives feel so human?!”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red turned around and snapped at Steve.

 

Red: “Because… I’m. A. Liar.”

 

Red: “HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO DRILL IT INTO YOUR HEAD, DUMBASS?!”

 

Red: “I srsly want to lobotomise you rn”

 

Steve: “G-Gah, agh… Why are you talking like that again?!”

 

Red: “Because im a frickin liar”

 

Red: “It would indeed be a fallacy to say that I cannot fabricate whatever accent my heart desires… Ahem…”

 

Red: “So don’t you get the darn tootin’ idea, in the name of tarnation!”

 

Red: “Or ArE yOu JuSt So DeSpArAtE tO tRy AnD cLiNg OnTo SoMe ThReAd Of HuMaNiTy In Me?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Hahaha… What was I even thinking…?

 

Steve: “Well played, Red… You thoroughly convinced me that you were human… Honestly, I’m not surprised at this point.”

 

Steve: “This island is full of nothing but dishonest, filthy liars…”

 

Steve: “You, Light, Trainer Red, Basil, Waluigi, Leafy. Hell, probably even Sans and Gandhi… You’re all just a bunch of self-serving liars who’d stab me in the back at your first opportunity…!”

 

Red: “Heh… Funny ya’ don’t mention Noob. Maybe ya’ oughta’ be more careful with who you trust…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “What…?”

 

Red: “Just think about it for a second… Ya’ never know when someone like Noob might end up bein’ a killer… He was so close back in Gundham’s case after all!”

 

Red: “Perhaps his friendship… Perhaps I could turn it into beautiful, beautiful carnage…?”

 

Steve faltered and stopped speaking.

 

Red: “Oooh… Looks like that hit your funny bone! Ehehehe… Sans would be so proud of me for that one.”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Red: “Oh come on… You’re no fun when you don’t reply and call me a sicko murderer, or whatever…”

 

Red: “Can’t you just call me what I am?!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “I don’t know what you are.”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “I dunno either, buddy… But let’s just be real… It’s too late now. The road to hell and all that…”

 

Red pulled the injection out of his hand.

 

Red: “There’s no going back, Steve.”

 

Red fired the injection right into Steve’s skin from a distance.

 

Red: “Heheh… Guess I’ve got a good shot from throwin’ those syringes back in Gundham’s case…”

 

Red: “Heh… Goodnight…”

 

Red paused for a second.

 

He was asleep now.

 

Hatred can’t save lives, that’s the lie.

 

But a web of lies can encompass you; your skin and bones.

 

Before it eats your brain and heart.

 

Only two can survive this game, and there’s no changing that.

 

It’s kill or be killed.

 

 

And there’s no going back.

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Chapter 66: Chapter 4 [Q] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Hello everyone, and welcome back again!

It's time for the rescue team to finally confront Light, but how will it go down...?

~CHAPTER 66~

Rescue Gang:

Villager (Minecraft)

Stalin (Real Life)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Yellow (Among Us)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

 

 

Kel: “Hey! Is this the island?!”

 

Monomi: “Yippee! This looks exactly like it! It’s beautiful!”

 

Villager: “I don’t see the appeal… It’s just a massive circus tent on a jutting piece of rock… It’s hardly even an island…”

 

Monomi: “Hey, hey! Beauty is on the inside, Villager! And besides, it’s not like the islanders are gonna see the inside! I’m pretty sure they’re trapped in there!”

 

Firey: “Trapped… I… Don’t think that makes it any better if they’re stuck in some kind of tiny loser chamber…”

 

Monomi: “Hey, it’s not tiny! And they’re not losers!”

 

Stalin: “It’s tiny compared to the great masses of Russia’s territory. And yes, they are losers.”

 

PAPYRUS: “HEY! MY BROTHER’S A LOSER, BUT HE’S MY LOSER!”

 

Yellow: “Haha… I could say the same thing about Red lol.”

 

Monomi: “D’aww! So wholesome!”

 

Stalin: “Well… It appears we have landed! I MARK THIS LAND STALINOSTROV! IN THE NAME OF STALIN!”

 

The crew smashed into the island’s surface with a loud bang.

 

Kel: “G-Gah!”

 

Stalin: “UGH! Such typical American incompetence!”

 

Villager: “I’m not American… And… The only reason I couldn’t row was because you were busy screaming your lungs out!”

 

Stalin: “Be careful what you say around me! I could personally have your trachea removed by one of my many secret police!”

 

Villager shrugged and just walked past him and onto the island.

 

Meanwhile, Oak was attempting to shove a nearby wall.

 

Oak: “Hmmmfffff… Hmmmffff!”

 

Yellow: “Uh… Are you okay?”

 

Oak: “Why isn’t STRENGTH working?!”

 

Oak suddenly paused and then turned his face towards the others, and lifted his finger like a scientist, only complemented by his dizzy eyes.

 

Oak: “Oh I see… There’s a time and a place for everything, But not now!”

 

Villager: “Are there any more suggestions on how we’re meant to break into here?!”

 

Firey: “I mean… Maybe we could set it on fire?!”

 

Kel: “And risk incinerating all of our friends! No way!”

 

Firey: “R-Right…”

 

Monomi: “Yeah, smoking people alive like rotisserie chicken is a big no-no!”

 

Villager: “Alright, any other-

 

PAPYRUS: “ALAS, WHEN I HEARD ABOUT THEM POSSIBLY BEING LOCATED IN A CIRCUS, I WAS EXPECTING FACILITIES ON THE OUTSIDE… NOT FOR EVERYONE TO JUST BE WITHIN ONE BIG TENT…”

 

Yellow tapped onto the fabric walls of the circus tent.

 

Yellow: “Honestly, this is actually pretty impressive… I’m surprised there’s a fabric strong enough to hold this all together…”

 

Firey: “They really wanted to restrict the outside, didn’t they…?”

 

Firey: “But, I’m made of fire! I can just burn through it!”

 

Villager: “D-Don’t… Is your friend not a literal sentient leaf?”

 

Firey: “O-Oh right… Y-Yeah, a-actually, I dunno if I want to kill Leafy…”

 

Kel turned towards Firey and jumped slightly at the shadowy figure looming over them.

 

???: “Hello, visitors.”

 

Light smiled at Kel’s shocked expression. It wasn’t a usual smile. It felt weighted and dry of passion.

 

Light: “You look like you’ve seen a demon.”

 

Yellow: “H-How did you get outta here?! We couldn’t even find a way in!”

 

Light: “Ah… Just special administrator access… Is there a reason all of you are here…?”

 

Kel: “Oh, we’re here to end the-”

 

Kel: “I-I mean ENJOY the killing game, haha!”

 

Light: “Kelsey…? That’s your name, isn’t it? Well… You are a pathetic liar…”

 

Firey: “Oh, shoot, he’s onto us…”

 

Light: “It was clear as day that you’re here to free your friends, or whatever your twisted sentimentality drives you to do.”

 

Light: “Well… Let me make this clear to you. Your friends are criminals.”

 

Yellow: “T-That’s not even true!”

 

PAPYRUS: “YEAH, I KNOW SANS… AND HE WOULDN’T EVEN BE BOTHERED TO COMMIT A CRIME!”

 

Light: “Hmph… I will admit I don’t have all the information, but…”

 

Light: “I’ll be willing to let your friends go…”

 

Monomi: “Wh-Wait, really?! I knew it’d be this simple! Love love!”

 

Light: “On the condition that your friend is the mastermind.”

 

Kel: “O-Oh…”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… I mean, I still need to figure out exactly who the mastermind is… It’s not easy, not even with my administrator controls… But regardless, my intention is to escape with the mastermind, and possibly the traitor… Provided their motives are noble.”

 

Villager snorted and looked back at everyone else.

 

Villager: “Well… I think his offer is reasonable. If the people you’re trying to save are anything like Herobrine, then I don’t believe there’s a point to saving them.”

 

Kel: “W-What?! No! Basil doesn’t deserve this!”

 

Yellow: “Yeah, I know Red like the palm of my hand, and I know he’s someone worth saving…”

 

Villager: “Hmph… When you think about it… The concept of a “killing game” seems rather absurd, but it is in fact much kinder than something like capital punishment.”

 

Villager: “Herobrine, the person I’m trying to “rescue”, is an evil individual unworthy of redemption…”

 

Villager: “From my impressions of the killing game participants, this “Light” person included, they might all be people worthy of punishment.”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… AHAHAHAH…! Don’t compare me to them you little…!”

 

Villager coldly rolled his eyes at Light.

 

Villager: “The killing game might just be a way to dispose of these people… Some perverted form of capital punishment.”

 

Kel: “B-But Basil’s not a criminal! He’s a good person! There has to be some kind of mix-up!”

 

Firey: “Yeah, Leafy isn’t a… Ah, um… Yeah…”

 

Light: “Ultimate Thief…? Hardly worthy of life, am I right?”

 

Firey: “Gah, ugh…”

 

Firey: “She mighta’ done some bad stuff! But there’s no way she deserves to die for it!”

 

Oak: “Trainer Red m-may have accidentally done some legal damage before… But he’s certainly not a criminal…! He’s an upstanding young man, with a powerful bond with his Pokémon!”

 

Villager: “Hmph… Your arguments have only cemented my point. Whether all of you are aware of it or not, the people you’re trying to save are criminals.”

 

Villager: “Perhaps the reason none of this has been taken down by the government is because it literally is legal. It’s probably just a televised version of Death Row that we weren’t fully aware of.”

 

Villager: “In that case, that makes us the criminals, for trying to break down something perfectly legal…”

 

Light: “Finally… Someone finally agrees with me! FINALLY!”

 

Light seemed to be shaking unsteadily.

 

Villager: “Just because I agree with you on one topic doesn’t mean that I can forgive you, father killer.”

 

Villager: “If anything, you prove my point that this killing game is justified.”

 

Villager turned to Light’s side and shrugged.

 

Villager: “So… Why don’t we pack up our bags and leave? I’m glad this is sorted.”

 

Kel: “Wh-What?! No way! Just cos’ something’s legal doesn’t make it right!”

 

Villager: “Mmm… I’ve always been sceptical of this Basil person… Isn’t it possible he’s hiding something?”

 

Kel: “W-What…? I…”

 

Light: “Hah… Villager’s right. The files that I found here on the second island certainly create the impression that all of your friends are capable of being criminal scum. As much as I held my judgement, I’m starting to see the degenerate cracks in even the ones that I initially would’ve seen as role-models in a perfect society.”

 

Light: “Hahahaha… Is it not beautiful…? Beautiful seeing this blight of the world suffer and rot in their righteous hell…?”

 

Yellow: “This is messed up. I’m not putting up with this…”

 

Yellow: “Red is an innocent man! Get him out of here, at least!”

 

Light: “Hahahaha… “Red is an innocent man”...? Ahahahaha… Ahahaha… Your delusions only strengthen my point.”

 

Yellow: “A-Are you saying he…?”

 

Light: “He manipulated someone into killing someone else, yes.”

 

Yellow: “R-Red wouldn’t do that!!”

 

Villager: “Think about it all of you, and consider… How many of you actually care about your friends, and how many of you only really know them on a surface level?”

 

Light: “Those of you who still wish to oppose me, move to the right.”

 

Light: “However, those of you who agree with Villager, move to the left, and I’ll grant you mercy under my name.”

 

Everyone stood around uncomfortably.

 

Light: “Ahahaha… Move, cowards, move…!”

 

Kel and Monomi walked to the right.

 

Kel: “I’ll always believe in my friends no matter what. I know that you could hurt me, but I’d deal with any punishment if it means saving my friends!”

 

Monomi: “Yeah, this is what trust is about! It’s about believing there’s good in everyone no matter what!”

 

Papyrus dashed to the right too.

 

PAPYRUS: “NYEHEHEHEH! MONOMI UNDERSTANDS IT PERFECTLY! WHAT KIND OF HERO WOULD I BE TO LET YOU HURT MY BROTHER! IF YOU WANT TO HURT MY FRIENDS, YOU’RE GONNA HAVE TO GET THROUGH ME!”

 

Stalin clenched his fist.

 

Stalin: “Papyrus… Why would you…?”

 

He stomped aggressively to the left.

 

Stalin: “I’m a firm believer that murderers, arsonists, and anyone who disagrees with my opinion deserves to be killed. This killing game is perfectly reasonable and just to me, especially as Gandhi himself is a traitor to the communist regime.”

 

Kel: “A-Are you kidding me?!”

 

Everyone else stood around awkwardly… There was less of a consensus among the remaining three.

 

Yellow: “I… Maybe… I was wrong about my crew, again…”

 

Yellow hung her head low and walked to the left.

 

Stalin: “Yellow, why would you…?”

 

Yellow: “...”

 

Yellow: “What…? Were you expecting a different response…? Well I’m on your side now, freak. Put up with it…”

 

Firey: “...”

 

Firey: “I’m gonna go with what my heart tells me.”

 

Firey marched to the left and gave Papyrus a high five which he was waiting on every since he hopped to the right.

 

Firey: “Call me weird, but I’m always gonna believe in doing what’s morally right, rather than what’s legally right.”

 

Stalin scoffed at Firey for his philosophy.

 

Light: “And… What about you… Oak?”

 

Professor Oak stared absentmindedly.

 

Stalin: “He’s just being demented… It’d happen to me too if I watched too much Western media, with its sinister propaganda…”

 

Oak suddenly left his comatose state and raised his finger enthusiastically.

 

Oak: “I’ve taken quite some time to weigh up the question, and I can’t help but feel that it could’ve been possible for that Trainer… What’s his name… Ah, Maroon, to turn to the dark side!”

 

Oak: “He was quite a silent one after all… Although he had done many good things for the region of Kanto with his Pokémon… There is always a saying that the silent kid turns out to be a serial killer, like how the meek Magikarp evolves into the raging Gyarados!”

 

Oak: “A-And I’m not necessarily for capital punishment, but… I…”

 

Oak continued his absentminded ramblings…

 

Villager: “I think I’ve heard enough, let’s just shove him to the left…”

 

Stalin: “N-No… Think about this… Oak should be…”

 

Villager: “Tch, shut up. We get it, you don’t want to be around him."

 

Light gave Oak a shove, and fell like a ragdoll to the left side.

 

Light: “I thank the half of you who’ve sided against helping criminals for your cooperation.”

 

Villager: “Hmph… You say all this, but you’re a criminal too.”

 

Light: “Yes, but, I am a good criminal! And that means I’m not a criminal.”

 

Light recoiled a little after that.

 

Light: “Ahahaha… Of course I’m not a criminal… What I’m doing is justice… Criminals don’t do anything in the name of justice… All criminals are wrong…”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… A-Anyways… The rest of you… I have my plans.”

 

Light pulled onto Monomi and dragged her away.

 

Monomi: “O-OWWW! LET ME GOOO!!!”

 

Kel: “M-MONOMI!!”

 

Kel tried to run forward to stop Light from dragging Monomi away.

 

Villager whispered into Kel’s ear.

 

Villager: “Kel, stop! Are you suicidal?! Interfere with his plans directly, and he’ll kill you.”

 

Kel: “B-But… Monomi…”

 

Villager: “Nobody cares… She’s just a robot…”

 

Kel: “B-But…”

 

Light: “I have my plans with Monomi… Papyrus, Kelsey, Firey, this way.”

 

The three followed Light towards a tall, mechanical door, which Light activated.

 

Kel observed the room in front him. Large, mechanical… Kind of like something you’d see on a detective show. A bright glowy room filled with televisions and lights.

 

Yep, definitely an administrator room…

 

Light: “Welcome to the circus. Enjoy your stay.”

 

Light: “Now please step on these plates.”

 

Kel gazed warily at the plates at the corner of the room.

 

Kel: “I-I don’t know if this is a good idea…”

 

Light: “Hahaha… It’s too late, you’ve already committed yourselves to the path of criminal scum”

 

Light pulled out the Death Note, grinning.

 

Light: “Do you want to be killed, or not?!”

 

Kel: “I-I… Okay…”

 

Reluctantly, Kel and the others stepped on the plates. They were suddenly whisked away by glass cages emerging from their feet.

 

Light: “Better. Now…”

 

Light’s face and muscles lost their sense of cohesion as he laughed at them in their cages.

 

Light: “Ahahahaha…! Seeing potential criminals like you get put in their place is perfect!”

 

Light’s grin started to grow.

 

Larger.

 

And larger.

 

 

Light: “Now, I’ve got a Body Discovery Announcement to deal with… I’ll come back for you afterwards… I’ll find some new place for you to rot!”

 

Kel felt a wave of fear overcome him…

 

Was it Basil…? Was it someone else’s friend…?

 

Kel wanted to shatter this cage with his own screams, and yet he remained helplessly imprisoned. He was always the action guy. He’d always be the pilot. So having to be forced to sit back and watch the plane crash about to unfold only made his stomach churn.

 

 

Light: “Now… I suppose it’s time to test out this new feature I’ve installed into Monomi. Monomi, announce the body discovery.”

 

Kel’s stomach was churning twice as hard now… He lost track of his breath…

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A body discovery... But who...? Give us your predictions below...

Chapter 67: Chapter 4 [R] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Time for the shortest chapter yet!

Yep, this one's really short, but it felt wrong to have the body reveal happen at the start of a chapter.

Anyways, Light revealed that there'd be a body discovery announcement... Let's hope it's not your favourite...

~CHAPTER 67~

The A11-St4R C4st:

??????

???? 

?????? ??? 

??? 

????

???? 

??????? ??????

????? ?????? 

????

 

???: “A body has been discovered!”

 

Steve awoke to a noise... Soft, yet grating. It had the exact same feeling of malice that he’d found himself to be so familiar with…

 

Steve: “Monokuma?!”

 

That seemed… Wrong… Memories came rushing back to him like bugs in his head. Monokuma was… Dead?

 

Steve: (“Agh… T-That wasn’t Monokuma… But.. That wasn’t Light either…”)

 

Steve carefully analysed the voice’s words again… A… body…? T-That wasn’t right…

 

Steve: (“A body…? Oh…”)

 

Steve felt a pit in his stomach… But perhaps, the pit didn’t come from the fact that someone had just died, but the fact that I felt so… empty… about it.

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

I felt the numbness swirl in my head.

 

Which one of these freaks has betrayed us this time…?

 

Waluigi, with his conniving and uncontrollable rage, Leafy with her insincerity and theft, Gandhi, hiding malice behind his calm and composed face?

 

I couldn’t bring myself to care.

 

Sans, chuckling behind that eternally grinning mask? Basil, the murderer feigning allegiance?

 

God I hope it’s Light.

 

…

 

What about Noob?

 

Noob…

 

Little by little, Steve returned to his senses. Though doubt and fury engulfed him, he wasn’t going to play this game of lies.

 

He swallowed his cold breath, and left the tent he’d somehow found himself in to see who it was…

 

Trainer Red stood next to a wall by the hallway.

 

Trainer Red: “Steve, there’s a body. Get to the lunch hall and start investigating.”

 

Steve was taken aback by Trainer Red’s coldness.

 

Steve: “W-What?! Do you not care at all about the fact that someone just died?!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “It sounds like you don’t really care either.”

 

Steve: “H-Huh, I…”

 

Trainer Red: “Let’s just figure out who did this, or we all die…”

 

Trainer Red: “Though… Maybe that wouldn’t be a bad thing, hah.”

 

Steve closed his eyes and hurried up the stairs to the lunch hall. The lightness of the stairs; how they creaked under the pressure of his feet, made Steve feel even heavier.

 

He closed his eyes for the sight that was about to unfold.

 

And him opened them.

 

He opened them at the sight.

 

 

The sight of Leafy, forever silenced by the lifelessness seeping through her body.

Notes:

So... Leafy has died...

How do you feel...? Who could the killer possibly be, and what could've caused this to happen...?

(As a side note, we're getting pretty close to 300 kudos, which is when we'll start Q&A #3, if you guys wanna start asking Q&A questions, go ahead. They'll be answered in the Q&A chapter at 300 kudos.)

Chapter 68: Chapter 4 [S] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Hello everyone! It's time to start some investigating! Let's get despair searching and unmask the murderer that caused Leafy's death!

~CHAPTER 68~

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Steve: “L-Leafy…?”

 

Steve felt… Numb…

 

The fact that he felt nothing was just as disturbing as the body before him.

 

He stared at her body more and more. Wincing his eyes at her wilted arms.

 

Nothing…

 

Gandhi: “Steve… Are you?”

 

Gandhi watched Steve grimly, now wearing glasses yet again.

 

What was this feeling…? Was it apathy…? Relief?

 

Steve: “I-I’m sorry… Leafy…”

 

Why did they feel like shallow words…? Steve wanted to say Leafy was a good person, a true friend.

 

*

 

Leafy: “I’m proud to say, Stevie, that you are our friend!”

 

Steve: (“H-Huh? I don’t think anyone’s really called me that before…”)

 

*

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

*

 

 

Leafy: “Basil took a photo of everyone at the bar… So, I wanted to draw that…”

 

Leafy: “A-And just… Remember the good times, you know?”

 

*

 

A picture, a picture of all of us. A picture that never got completed.

 

A life. A life never lived. A life that could’ve been full of joy, taken so quickly.

 

And yet, I can’t feel pain, only emptiness. Emptiness and anger.

 

Sans put his cold, bony arms on Steve’s shoulder.

 

Sans: “i’m sorry this had ta’ happen to you, steve… honestly, this whole thing ain’t fair… it’s sick…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

My facial muscles tensed.

 

Sans: “i-if… ya’ need a burger or somethin’, let me know…”

 

Sans: “j-just not the pizza…”

 

Sans stared at the cut chewed pizza warily.

 

Steve: (“I… Want to feel grief for whatever happened to Leafy… W-Why don’t I…? Is something wrong with me…?”)

 

Steve sighed.

 

Steve: “Let’s just begin the investigation…”

 

Noob: “H-Hey wait… Basil and Waluigi haven’t shown up yet, shouldn’t we wait for them…?”

 

Red: “Eh… Hell knows… They’re probably hidin’ from us cos’ they’re involved in the case… Maybe it’s better off we do it without ‘em.”

 

Steve glared at Red warily… Something felt off about him ever since he’d woken up…

 

Steve: (“I-Is he the killer…? N-No… Maybe I’m overthinking things…”)

 

Light stepped into the room, yawning.

 

Light: “Sorry, I made a mistake… I thought the body was somewhere else for some reason.”

 

Steve: “Light! Don’t mess with us! You had administrator privileges! You must’ve seen the whole thing unfold!”

 

Noob: “You’re still a participant, right?! Then why don’t you tell us who the killer is, if you want to save yourself?!”

 

Light gave out a dry, exasperated laugh.

 

Light: “Funny you say that. I had to occupy myself with the rescue crew, and it looks like Leafy died right before then. So, while I could tell you everything that happened before, I can’t tell you what happened at the exact time of death.”

 

Light: “Besides, it would make things a whole lot less interesting if I knew, right?”

 

Red: “Ofc youd say that”

 

Light: “Anyways, luckily, I’ve found a new replacement Monokuma to work for the mastermind…”

 

Light: “Monomi, please deliver us the Monokuma Files.”

 

A pink, fluffy, yet equally distorted version of Monokuma emerged from the ground.

 

Monomi: “Yes siree! Anything to bring about just a little bit of despair!”

 

Monomi: “Puhuhuh! This is gonna be a fun one! I can’t wait for you guys to find out who killed Leafy! Hoooray~!”

 

Steve: (“W-What the hell is this…?! It talks like an innocent child, yet… What it says… It’s just as vile and disgusting as Monokuma…”)

 

Sans: “hey, uh… i feel like i’ve seen this one before…?”

 

Red: “Hey sans can u get rid of this one too”

 

Sans: “i-it’s not that simple…”

 

Red: “Come on like just stick a bone through it or smth”

 

Sans: “i-i literally can’t…”

 

Noob: “Did you run out of bones or something…?”

 

Sans: “i-i guess so, heheh…”

 

Monomi: “Anyways, just take the files you silly billies! Do you wanna figure out the case, or not?!”

 

“Monomi” handed everyone a bunch of glitter filled files called the “Monomi Files”... The contents were just as revulsive as the Monokuma Files, just with obnoxious pink stuff sprayed on top.

 

Trainer Red: “Do we really need this? These files have never been useful…”

 

Steve: “Whatever… Let’s just have a look…”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed…”

 

 

- The victim was Leafy, the Ultimate Thief. The victim died at 12:18am, and was witnessed at 12:18am, however the body discovery announcement was delayed due to Light’s absence, who was currently supposed to monitor the situation. Leafy appears to have died via poisoning.

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Monomi File #1

 

Steve: “So this is it…?”

 

Sans: “yeah, uh, actually… gandhi and i saw leafy die… happened in a matter of seconds, actually…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “i wish i coulda’ done somethin’... goddamnit…”

 

Gandhi looked at Leafy with a great burden on his face.

 

Gandhi: “Steve… While this was happening, I believe Red was tending your injuries, after you were shot…”

 

Steve: “I-I was shot?! I mean, I knew I was knocked out somehow, but shot?!”

 

Steve: (“Come to think of it… Basil had a gun earlier, so there must be a source of guns somewhere…”)

 

Sans: “so ya’ don’t seem to remember… i guess that’s not rare after gettin’ a bad injury…”

 

Gandhi: “Do you still remember making the pizza with the three…”

 

Sans gave Gandhi a surprisingly menacing stare.

 

Gandhi: “Er… Four of us…?”

 

Gandhi shuddered at Sans.

 

Steve: “Yeah, I do… I can’t help but wonder which one of us shot us though… I mean, it really could be any of us…”

 

Steve watched Sans and Gandhi’s movements warily, causing Gandhi to look down at the floor meekly, and Sans to… Just act like he normally acts. Nothing could really shake the disposition of that skeleton.

 

Sans: “i guess this’s gotta be relevant, right…? whoever shot you… you were probably interferin’ with their plans or somethin’...?”

 

Steve: “Yeah… Getting shot the day before the murder… That can’t be a coincidence…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Steve’s Injury

 

Steve: “So… You guys saw Leafy die…? W-What exactly happened…?”

 

Gandhi: “I-It’s not something I’d want to recall…”

 

Noob: “I-I can do it for you guys if you w-want…?”

 

Sans: “nah, s’okay kid… i can tell the story…”

 

Sans: “so… at some point early in the mornin’, waluigi left to look for basil, but after a while, we realised that he wasn’t gonna have any success…”

 

Steve: “Speaking of… Where is Waluigi right now…? Still looking for Basil…?”

 

Sans shrugged.

 

Sans: “nyway’, leafy started gettin’ kinda worried that someone coulda’ messed with the pizza, so, uh… she gave it a taste test to make sure it was safe to eat…”

 

Sans: “we… kinda laughed it off at first as leafy being paranoid and also just wantin’ to give the pizza a taste… but she was right…”

 

Steve: “And then… Was the pizza poisoned…?”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “She sacrificed herself for us…”

 

Sans: “kinda wish it was me that got to taste the pizza… i can tell when pizza’s off, but it wouldn’t actually kill me to eat poison…”

 

Sans: “human food, well… other than ketchup… tends to just phase through my mouth anyways…”

 

Sans gave out a forced laugh…

 

Sans: “If only I wasn’t so lazy…”

 

Gandhi: “It’s not your fault… There was no way of knowing that the pizza was poisoned…”

 

Sans: “Can it, old bastard.”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “heheh… sorry… just frustrated, or somethin’...”

 

Sans took a piece of leftover pizza and placed in his mouth.

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “urkkk… ugh…”

 

Sans: “y-yeah… that’s definitely got somethin’ nasty in it…”

 

Sans: “might just be the weird crap we put on it, though…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Poisoned Pizza

 

Steve: “So… Anyways, the pizza was presumably poisoned, meaning the target was probably Basil…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “W-Why would someone do that?!”

 

Steve: “Chances are they didn’t trust Basil…”

 

Light: “Regardless, Nubert actually has a point for once… The killer’s motive is an important part to the case… Considering the motive was finding dark secrets in the dark part of the circus, it’s possible the killer found something about Basil, and snuck something poisonous into the pizza.”

 

Steve: “Hmm… That seems likely…”

 

Light: “You should probably go inspect the body, Steve… Psycho kid is doing it for you, but you seem tough enough to handle it.”

 

Steve: “Psycho kid…? I thought Trainer Red was on your “good list”...”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Ahahahahaha… AHAHAHAHAHAHahahaha…”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light snapped his fingers abruptly.

 

Light: “Go inspect the body, Steve.”

 

Steve: (“W-What was that about…?”)

 

Steve: “O-Okay…”

 

Steve walked over to Leafy’s corpse…

 

Steve: (“Urgh… She even looks wilted… This is vile… I don’t know if I can forgive the killer for this…”)

 

Steve: (“No, this time I’m certain. I won’t forgive the killer for this.”)

 

Steve closed his eyes and inspected further.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Your queasiness will make your inspection less effective, I’ll just give the rundown for you.”

 

Trainer Red: “Take a look at her “skin”. It’s greyed.”

 

Steve: “Huh…?”

 

Trainer Red: “It indicates a lack of oxygen. Whatever poison was used deprived Leafy of oxygen.”

 

Trainer Red: “Keep in mind that the oxygen demand of a photosynthesising organism such as Leafy would have a lower demand for oxygen. Therefore, whatever poison was used must’ve been particularly potent.”

 

Steve: (“O-Oh… I see… Though my chemistry’s not good enough for this kind of thing… Maybe we’ll need Light to fill us in again…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Leafy’s “Skin”

 

Steve: “So, due to a lack of oxygen in Leafy’s “blood”, or whatever her equivalent is, she ended up being greyed like that…”

 

Trainer Red: “Correct.”

 

Steve: “And she’s no longer metal? That seems unusual…”

 

Trainer Red: “Well… There’s two possibilities. The first is that the effects of the yoyleberry disappear on death. The second is that Leafy was converted back.”

 

Steve: “Ah, I see… I’ll keep note of that, just in case…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Leafy’s Transformation

 

Trainer Red: “This case is trickier than normal due to her bizarre anatomy.”

 

Trainer Red: “Fortunately, I’ve worked with Grass Pokémon before, so I’m well-versed in this type of topic.”

 

Steve: “Hmm… Yeah, I can see that… Leafy doesn’t have the composure of a normal human being… Shrek, Spamton, and even Squidward were much more normal.”

 

Trainer Red: “Anyways, let’s try to get out of this alive. It’s illogical to let just one person win the killing game, when the rules state there can be two.”

 

 

Steve: “Yeah…”

 

Noob: “H-Hey Steve…”

 

Steve: “H-Huh…?”

 

Noob: “D-Do you mind taking something down…?”

 

Steve looked over to Noob and found a badly written list.

 

Steve: “Huh, what’s this?”

 

Noob: “I was trying to list down the possible ingredients…”

 

Noob: “I-I mean, there’s a big bag of stuff in here…”

 

*

 

Leafy: “Alright! Lemme go grab those totally not dubious ingredients I got from the dark circus!”

 

Gandhi picked up a ragged sack full of patches that Leafy supposedly got from the dark circus.

 

Gandhi: “Asbestos…? Hydrochloric acid…? Marmite?!”

 

Gandhi: “Leafy, I don’t think any of this is edible.”

 

Leafy: “Hey, what about this stuff! This looks great!”

 

Leafy lifted a jar, but before Steve could even see what it was, Gandhi knocked it off Leafy’s hands.

 

Gandhi: “NO LEAFY! WE ARE NOT HAVING A VEGEMITE PIZZA!”

 

Steve: (“T-That was the angriest I’ve ever seen Gandhi… Vegemite, what is that…? Some kind of poison?!”)

 

*

 

Steve: “R-Right… Yeah, there were a few things there… “Vegemite”, I’m pretty sure that’s a poison…”

 

Steve: “It seems like the killer could’ve used some of that to their advantage… I wonder which of these fits Trainer Red’s description…”

 

Noob: “Yeah… I’ve also listed the regular stuff that was used from the shelves and all… I dunno how much of this actually ended up on the pizza…”

 

Steve: (“Dough, cheese, purple ketchup, yellow tomato, sprinkles…”)

 

Steve: “Yeah, I have a feeling even those sprinkles were used… Thanks for the help.”

 

Noob: “T-Thanks…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Noob’s List

 

Steve: (“Well then… It looks like there’s a lot of options…”)

 

Red: “Ayo”

 

Steve: “Huh?”

 

Red: “Les look at the alibis in this case k?”

 

Steve: “...?”

 

Steve: “W-Why a-are you talking like that…?”

 

Red: “I dont see the big deal shes just a leaf good riddance try harder next time”

 

Steve: (“I-I swear… He’s usually more sensitive than this… Something’s been irking me about Red lately, but I can’t quite put my finger on it…”)

 

Red: “Wait before that wanna pizza?”

 

Red handed up the disgusting and toxic pizza up to Steve’s face.

 

Steve: “Nice try, Red. I don’t feel like killing myself quite yet.”

 

Red: “Aight’ I’ll save it for later n’case you wanna kill yourself next time…”

 

Red: “Maybe we can do like a suicide pact or smth idk”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Red: “So……..”

 

Red: “Alibis????”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I guess… It’s just that we have no idea when the pizza was poisoned…”

 

Red: “Well somewhere between when the pizza was made and when leafy died”

 

Red: “idk tbh”

 

Red: “Anyways u leafy gandhi and sans were making the pizza so ur my primary suspects”

 

Steve: “Yeah, but anyone could’ve snuck off and added something to the pizza during the night.”

 

Red: “no”

 

Steve: “What do you mean “no”...?”

 

Red: “Not possible”

 

Steve: “A-And why…?”

 

Red: “Well think abt it the sack of deadly stuff to add to the pizza as well as the kitchen itself disappear during the night”

 

Steve: “Right, and that presumably means that the pizza disappeared altogether… So it’s impossible for anyone to have added poison during the night…”

 

Red: “So its either morning or evening u get the catch”

 

Steve: “Huh…”

 

Red: “But think abt what happened in the morning”

 

Red: “Gandhi, leafy, waluigi and maybe sans(?? idk) were nearby the pizza”

 

Red: “They prob wouldve noticed if someone went to the kitchen but nbdy did”

 

Steve: “Oh, so you’re suggesting…?”

 

Red: “One of you five who made the pizza is the killer… Think about it, the only time to add poison was when the pizza was being made…”

 

Steve: “R-Right…”

 

Steve: (“Sans, Gandhi, Leafy, Waluigi or I are the only suspects…? I mean, if it is the case, it makes things considerably easier… But I dunno if I can be so sure…”)

 

Steve: (“Besides… Leafy wouldn’t willingly eat her own poisoned pizza, would she? So that means it’s one of those three: Waluigi, Gandhi or Sans…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Red’s Account

 

Steve: (“Hmm… I’ll have to ask Light about something… Something that might help with the case…”)

 

Steve: “Light…?”

 

Light: “Oh…? Have you come to worship me?! Ahahaha, I knew you’d change your-

 

I slapped Light on the face.

 

Steve: “No.”

 

Light: “Of course. Filth like you don’t change their minds easily.”

 

Steve: “I’m not worshipping a monster like you.”

 

Light: “...”

 

Steve: “I was just wondering if we could access the dark side of the circus…”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “I’m not the one in control of that anymore, you’ll need to ask Monomi.”

 

Steve: “But you WERE the one in control of that, surely you can open up a way…”

 

Light gave a smug, yet slightly deranged smirk.

 

Light: “Oh, fine, but only if you fall on your knees and praise me…!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Monomi…?”

 

Monomi: “Puhuhu! Somebody called me?!”

 

Steve: “Yeah. Can you open a way to the other half of the circus?”

 

Monomi: “Oh! Sure can do, my adorable lil’ future corpse!”

 

Steve: “Future corpse…?”

 

Monomi: “We’re pals, right?! We should call each other nicknames!”

 

Steve: “Eugh… J-Just open a way to the dark circus.”

 

Monomi: “Okey dokey! Dalalalalala!!! Maaaaggggicccc powers activate!”

 

And suddenly, a teleporter magically appeared from the ground.

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Steve: (“Is this another one of those “key word” things…? Like the chairs in the last case?”)

 

Steve: “Hey Light…?”

 

Light: “...?”

 

Steve: “You presumably know Monomi’s magical words right… Did you ever use them…?”

 

Light: “Of course n-

 

Monomi: “Of course he did! Light Yagami, the Ultimate Academic, screamed “Dalalalalala!!! Maaaaggggicccc powers activate!” right into the ground to summon a portal! The best part: last time he did it was literally last night!”

 

Light: “Ghhhh…”

 

Light: “I-It’s not like I had another way to get to the dark circus…”

 

Steve: (“Hmm… This implies something pretty important. Firstly, it confirms that Light was making his announcements from the dark side of the circus. Secondly, it tells us that unlike everyone else, Light has free access between the light and dark sides of the circus.”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Teleporter Keyword

 

Steve: “Thanks Monomi, that could turn out to be helpful for the case.”

 

Monomi: “No prob- I mean, agh!!! I’m supposed to be helping the killer! They’re my murderous little friend! Yay, yay!”

 

Light: “H-How does Monomi even know about this stuff… I only transformed her into her current state this morning…”

 

Monomi: “Oh, come on Light! Isn’t that obvious?! It’s cos’ I’m being controlled! Just like the original Monokuma! Well, at least partially… As long as the mastermind can relay to the controller… Then my controller, and by extension, myself, can figure out anything!”

 

Monomi: “Puhuhuhu~! It’s amazing how the power of teamwork works~!”

 

Light: “Ah I see… So the mastermind must’ve spotted me while I took the teleporter last night… How interesting…”

 

Light: “Perhaps they were trying to appreciate me as the chosen one! Ahahaha…!”

 

Monomi: “Ahahaha indeed! Love love!”

 

Steve: (“I need to get the hell away from these two nutjobs…”)

 

Steve turned to the teleporter and tiptoed towards his escape.

 

Monomi: “Hey, it’s dangerous to go alone! Take this!”

 

Monomi shoved a lit wooden torch right at Steve's face, nearly scorching his skin off.

 

Steve: “G-Gah!”

 

Monomi: “Awww… That face of misery shows such delightful despair! A true sign of friendship to the fullest!”

 

Steve went into the teleporter.

 

Steve: (“I would rather be in a circus littered with blood and corpses than anywhere near those two…”)

 

Soon enough, Noob popped up out of the portal too.

 

Noob: “H-Hey… Steve… N-Now that w-we’re alone… C-Can we talk about something…?”

 

Steve: “H-Huh… Is this about Basil…?”

 

Noob: “N-No… Not that… M-Maybe that’s important too, but let’s focus on the trial, for now…”

 

Noob: “I-I’m… Just worried that…”

 

Noob: “What if I’m the killer…?”

 

Steve gave Noob a stern, if confused look.

 

Steve: “Noob… If you were the killer… I’m pretty sure you’d know it…”

 

Noob: “B-But… What about Gundham’s case…? There was memory loss in t-that case too…”

 

Noob: “I-I can barely remember anything that happened last night… I-I just remember you were s-shot by Red, and…”

 

Steve: “Shot by Red?”

 

Noob: “H-Huh…?”

 

Steve: “W-Wait… I wasn’t able to remember that, but now it’s coming back to me…”

 

Noob: “Y-You didn’t r-remember…?”

 

Steve: “Well… No…”

 

Steve: “A-Actually… I don’t even remember what happened before that…”

 

Noob: “O-Oh… Uh… L-Light kidnapped me… A-And put me in a room and I couldn’t leave…”

 

Noob: “E-Eventually, during the night, you broke me free…”

 

Noob: “A-And then we were in some horrible place… A bit like where we are now, but with dead bodies a-and stuff…”

 

Noob: “A-And then Red came and s-shot you… A-And I don’t remember what happened after that… I guess I woke up in the kitchen in the morning… And everyone was telling me Leafy was dead…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Steve’s Memories

- TRUTH BULLET - Noob’s Memories

 

Steve: “So… What happened…? W-Were you shot too…?”

 

Noob: “No, I don’t think so… Though… I found this…”

 

Noob handed up an injection “FORGET! TWELVE HOURS!”

 

Noob: “It was in the tent place, where Red was supposed to be taking care of you…”

 

Steve: “Heh… All this stuff is really shaping up to Red being the killer. I’m sure this was used to make you forget, and I forget due to being shot.”

 

Noob: “He must’ve mistimed it though, since I can still remember you being shot by him.”

 

Steve: “Hah. He messed up his plan.”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Memory Injection

 

Steve: “Either way, Noob, I don’t think you’re the killer… If anything, that injection probably knocked you out…”

 

Noob: “Haha… You’re probably right… I dunno what I was thinking, heheh… I just got really worried after Gundham’s case…”

 

Noob gave Steve an unsteady high-five and left through the teleporter.

 

Steve: (“Phew… Glad we got that sorted… What’s next…?”)

 

Steve: (“I should probably get looking around this place, it’s sure to have some hints…”)

 

Immediately Steve noticed something weird about the orange room’s dark equivalent.

 

Steve: (“W-What is this place?!”)

 

The only thing that was still orange in the room was the massive range of warning signs…

 

The room was an armoury of steel and glass, with guns, guns and guns hanging from all over the ceiling.

 

Steve: (“W-Well… This must’ve been where Basil got the gun from… It’s a pretty clear incentive for murder…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Arsenal

 

Steve: (“I think I’ll get going now…”)

 

As Steve left, he noticed someone else lurking about the halls.

 

He was hard to recognise without his cap, but clearly that was the silhouette of Trainer Red.

 

Steve: “Red?”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Just say Trainer Red, for clarity.”

 

Steve: “W-What are you doing here…?”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Steve: “Investigating I guess?”

 

Trainer Red nodded coldly.

 

Trainer Red: “I presume each of the doors were supposed to be theoretical circus “puzzles” assuming someone went there at night.”

 

Trainer Red: “We should check the remaining rooms, by colour.”

 

Steve: “I’ve already checked the orange room, there were a bunch of guns in there…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Steve: “Should we go then… To the red room…?”

 

Warily, Steve turned the door to the red room…

 

And slowly twisted the door open.

 

 

And found Gundham’s corpse strewn across the floor…

 

Steve: “Gundham…?!”

 

Steve: (“What the hell…? The mastermind is twisted! Hiding rotting dead bodies of our former friends like this?!”)

 

Trainer Red: “...!”

 

Steve: “W-What is it?!”

 

Trainer Red: “T-Turn the torch to the side, Steve…”

 

Carefully, Steve turned the torch around and swallowed… He felt his head squirm.

 

Horrible, horrible pain.

 

Like his brain was being eaten and replaced with a shell.

 

Steve felt his soul shake.

 

 

It shook at the decapitated body of Waluigi, the Ultimate Hero.

Notes:

I guess it wasn't only Leafy who died...

Now Waluigi's gone too... And yet, the killer still lurks...

 

We're super close to the 300 kudos goal for the third Q&A. The Q&A chapter will be made once we hit 300, but in the meantime, there are some polls to vote on. The answers will be displayed in the third Q&A.

(There's quite a few this time. If you don't feel like voting on all of them, you can just vote on the first four!)

Favourite Character Poll: https://strawpoll.com/LVyK2870RZ0
Least Favourite Character Poll: https://strawpoll.com/ajnE1OJrMnW
Character Ranking Poll: https://strawpoll.com/w4nWWrv0xnA

Best Written Character Poll: https://strawpoll.com/wby5QA9d7yA
Worst Written Character Poll: https://strawpoll.com/BDyNzEl07yR
Character Writing Ranking Poll: https://strawpoll.com/PKgle3Ll4Zp

Mastermind Poll: https://strawpoll.com/kjn1D83LAyQ

Best Chapter Poll: https://strawpoll.com/GPgVY6Nvkna
Best Trial Poll: https://strawpoll.com/X3nkP408QgE

Saddest Death Poll: https://strawpoll.com/e6Z2A8MLXgN

Chapter 69: SPECIL Q&A [[#3]]

Notes:

Welcome to Q&A 3, and, uh... The 69th chapter of this... Which you commentors have wonderfully pointed out.

It's funny to have such an important chapter occur on the birthday of this fangan! In only one year, we've made 69 chapters of this fangan, 220,000 words, earned 300 kudos, and 58 bookmarks (Including 33 public ones)!

And to top it off, this is the longest chapter yet! (Yes, this random Q&A, it's 7000 words long... What the hell?)

 

 

Hello everyone and welcome back to the third Q&A! We’re here just in time for the fourth trial, as well as the first anniversary of this fangan altogether! Congrats, it’s been a year!

 

Anyways, enough of the reminiscing, it’s time to get to the poll results!

 

-Who is your favourite character? (14 votes)

- 4 votes - Leafy

- 3 votes - Noob

- 2 votes - Light

- 1 vote - Basil, Trainer Red, Waluigi, Sans, Spamton

 

Anyways, as you can tell, we got 14 votes, which is actually the most ever, other than Q&A 1! Speaking of the past Q&As, Leafy’s popularity seems to continue to take a strong lead. In the first two Q&As, she got 2nd and 1st most votes, respectively, so it’s no surprise to see her win again. Red, on the other hand, has fallen significantly, since despite winning Q&A 1’s poll, he’s had no votes in either of the following two Q&As.

 

It seems as though the characters that are present in chapter 4 are taking the majority of the votes, which is hopefully a sign that I’ve managed to flesh them out a lot more. Waluigi and Leafy seem to be pretty rough losses, as they were some of the fan favourites.

 

So… What about the least favourites…?

 

-Who is your least favourite character? (15 votes)

- 10 votes - Light

- 2 votes - Trainer Red

- 1 vote - Basil, Red, Shrek

 

Hmmm… We got 15 votes here…? Was someone unable to pick a favourite, or did they only vote on this poll just to spite Light??

 

So… Zero surprises here. Light is absolutely despised, but to be fair, he’s taken it away with every poll so far… One thing that’s a little more noticeable is how Leafy and Homer, two characters who used to be pretty disliked, are no longer on the poll. Trainer Red has also crept up due to his edgelord streak, and Red, despite revealing himself as the mastermind, still doesn’t get despised nearly as much as Light himself.

 

I’d imagine Shrek got a vote here from someone who enjoys antagonists and just picked the bland character who didn’t really go anywhere.

 

-Character Ranking Poll (7 votes)

1st - Noob - 87 points

2nd - Leafy - 84 points

3rd - Steve - 79 points

4th/5th - Basil - 70 points

4th/5th - Waluigi - 70 points

6th - Sans - 67 points

7th - Squidward - 59 points

8th - Homer - 49 points

9th/10th - Red - 47 points

9th/10th - Gundham - 47 points

11th - Kirby - 46 points

12th - Gandhi - 42 points

13th - Spamton - 36 points

14th - Shrek - 31 points

15th - Trainer Red - 16 points

16th - Light - 10 points

 

So… While Leafy is the most popular character by poll, in terms of consistency, Noob wins here, though only by a margin. Steve also gets third, despite not being anyone’s favourite, though, I guess it’s pretty common for protagonists to be liked but not necessarily a favourite.

 

Survivor bias (lol) is definitely showing up here, though. Characters such as Shrek and Spamton, who I never really had a chance to flesh out are down at the bottom, as are antagonists, who are hated for obvious reasons. Light, in particular, stands at 16th, despite having two votes for the favourite.

 

So that’s enough of the subjective stuff… I also asked the readers how they rated the characters objectively!

 

-Who is the best written character? (11 votes)

- 4 votes - Waluigi

- 3 votes - Red

- 1 vote - Noob, Light, Trainer Red, Gandhi

 

So… This one was a bit of a surprise for me, but not too much so. One notable element is Steve’s absence, who actually won this poll last time. The same goes for Squidward and Gundham, which is a bit more understandable, as their narrative purpose right now is to be a corpse. I’m guessing Waluigi won due to his arc being pretty complete, as well getting a lot of attention this chapter. This chapter really was his time to shine, and it kind of hurts me to have him die…

 

The votes that surprise me the most here are the ones for Trainer Red and Gandhi, since these two haven’t quite finished their stories yet, and Trainer Red even got a vote for worst written last time. There’s a lot coming up for practically all characters voted on this poll (Except Waluigi, he’s kinda dead), so you can all look forward to that!

 

-Who is the worst written character? (10 votes)

- 3 votes - Shrek

- 2 votes - Kirby

- 1 vote - Basil, Leafy, Sans, Spamton, Gundham

 

Ok, so, even more surprises here… Of course, Shrek winning isn’t really a surprise, since, honestly, I don’t feel like I gave him enough of a purpose before he died. That was kind of me wanting the first victim to be surprising, but looking back on it, it was kinda stupid. Kirby being second, is no surprise either, given his dialogue consists of 20 poyos before being squashed to death. I guess for Basil and Sans, we’ll see where their character directions take them…

 

Interestingly, I’ve felt that interest in Basil as a character has definitely weakened over the chapters.

 

-Character Writing Ranking Poll (6 votes)

1st - Light - 77 points

2nd - Steve - 73 points

3rd - Noob - 68 points

4th - Waluigi - 66 points

5th - Leafy - 54 points

6th - Squidward - 52 points

7th - Basil - 51 points

8th - Red - 50 points

9th - Sans - 47 points

10th - Gandhi - 46 points

11th - Trainer Red - 44 points

12th - Homer - 36 points

13th - Kirby - 20 points

14th - Gundham - 15 points

15th - Spamton - 13 points

16th - Shrek - 8 points

 

Sooo… This is probably the strangest poll of them all, and it really goes to show how defining a “well-written” character is pretty subjective, at the end of the day.

 

Hilariously, Light takes first places, despite being universally hated, and earning only one vote on the best written poll, compared to Waluigi’s 4, who only got fourth. Leafy and Basil, who both got a vote for worst written, are in the top half here, above Red, who must’ve been extremely mixed to end up halfway, after winning 3 votes in the best written poll. Trainer Red and Gandhi, who both got a vote for best written, ended up hanging off a the lower end. The only thing that’s remotely predictable is the first fourth deaths being the bottom four for character writing.

 

Hmmm… It makes me think a lot about what character writing really means. I mean, if you were to ask fans of the original Danganronpa who the best written character is, it’d be so mixed… So many would say Kokichi is the best written character, and so many would also insist he’s the worst.

 

Oh well. I think it’s cool that we all have different tastes.

 

-Who is the Mastermind? (15 votes)

- 6 votes - Red

- 3 votes - Gandhi

- 2 votes - Steve

- 1 vote - Squidward, Sans, Shrek, Kirby

 

So… Who actually is the mastermind? I created this poll since so many of you were sceptical of Red’s reveal. It seems that over a third of you still believe it to be Red, which is the obvious choice, but could it be a “Red” herring. Perhaps, perhaps not…

 

 

Apart from Red, Gandhi is the primary candidate. This guy’s been getting a lot of suspicion, even since the beginning, as there’s a lot of suspicious stuff that lines up. Steve too, has a large number of votes. Could Herobrine be involved, somehow?

 

Realistically, I probably should’ve had an “Other” option here. Can we say for sure that the mastermind belongs to the main cast?

 

-Best Chapter? (8 votes)

6 votes - Chapter 3

1 vote - Chapter 1, Chapter 4

 

So the winner, unsurprisingly, is chapter 3! This is kinda the chapter I was expecting, especially considering chapter 4’s trial isn’t done, which could make or break the chapter. (I hope you enjoy it, though!) I feel like my writing in chapters 1 and 2 wasn’t quite at the same standard it is now, and the art, especially in chapter 1, looking like… that… really didn’t help. I guess I’m pretty surprised chapter 1 beat chapter 2, as I was expecting chapter 2 to get a vote or two?

 

-Best Trial? (7 votes)

- 5 votes - Chapter 3

- 2 votes - Chapter 2

 

Okay, so this sorta surprised me. I genuinely thought chapter 2 was gonna win this, since I felt like chapter 3’s trial might be a bit overcomplicated and generally a bit… Much? I also wasn’t sure if Homer’s death would have much of an emotional impact, but it seems like you guys did like chapter 3 the most.

 

No surprise chapter 1 didn’t win here, though. I felt like I was learning the ropes a little bit with that one. It’s not like I’ve written a fangan before!

 

- Saddest Death?

4 votes - Gundham’s Hamsters

3 votes - Leafy

2 votes - Bart

1 vote - Gundham, Squidward, Homer

 

Yeah… No surprise that the Devas are considered the saddest death in the fangan. I think that moment has been one of the most memorable points in the fangan and Light’s point of no return. Leafy is second, which might be largely due to its recent impact, as well as Leafy being a fan-favourite.

 

Unfortunately, I forgot to include Monokuma’s death in the poll… It’s a tragedy, but I had to do it, otherwise Monokuma would’ve won by such a landslide it wouldn’t even be funny.

 

Hey, before we move onto the actual Q&A, remember that I asked you guys to rank who’d be most likely to be chapter 4’s victim at the end of chapter 3. Here’s the results!

 

-Who will be Chapter 4’s victim?

- 1st - Gandhi

- 2nd - Light

- 3rd - Leafy

- 4th - Basil

- 5th - Red

- 6th - Trainer Red

- 7th - Sans

- 8th - Waluigi

- 9th - Noob

- 10th - Steve

 

3rd, and 8th. Anyone can die here. Nobody is safe.

 

…

 

So… I think that’s enough statistics for today, guys! Let’s move onto the actual Q&A!

 

-To me: “Any thing you written so far you wish you could change or anything yoy regret?”

 

So… Hmm… There’s a lot I’d change, actually!

 

I feel like the first two chapters, but moreso the first, are pretty badly written chapters overall, if I’m being honest.

 

So, eh… First of all… The art. Yeah… The art started off really poor… I’ll consider remaking it when I’m done with the main fangan… We’ll see…

 

I also feel like these chapters could’ve had more silly events (Like Werewolves or pizza) so that we could get properly attached to the cast, especially since the first chapter’s a perfect time to do this, and it’d kickstart some of the character arcs.

 

I also wish I gave both Red and Trainer Red more of a role in these chapters. Trainer Red comes off as a pretty flat character prior to his reveal, and I wish I could’ve made more scenes of him and Basil just being friends. Red, similarly, I feel, needed to have more scenes with just Steve. I think this whole fangan could be a lot more interesting if he and Steve had a friendship in the beginning…

 

Kirby, Shrek, Spamton, Gundham. All these guys needed more screentime. I especially regret Gundham’s major absences in chapter 2. I feel like having him absent during the trial wasn’t a great idea, since it was probably more for the “anyone can die” aspect, than actually completing his character arc, which felt cut off abruptly. Kirby also needed more scenes where he points at stuff, or communicates in a way without directly speaking.

 

-To me: “How would you feel about someone turning this fangan into a playable Danganronpa Fangame (You would be credited of course)”

 

That’d be amazing! I’d love to see this adapted into a Visual Novel! Honestly, I’ve even thought about doing it myself. It’d take a lot of effort though, so I’m not sure if I’d rather do that, or work on a sequel… If this were to be turned into a Visual Novel, I feel like there’d need to be a few refinements, since there’s a few bits and pieces I’d change.

 

-To me: “Why did it take until Chapter 3 for you to add Mass Panic Debates and Argument Aramaments? I kinda just assumed you couldnt find a way to implement them into the Ao3 format but you did so why did it take until Chapter 3 for us to see them?”

 

Hmm… This is kind of a complicated question, but essentially, it boils down to intensity. Basically, a lot of videogames don’t bring in all the mechanics at once, but gradually introduce them over time, both so that the player can get accustomed to previous mechanics, and for plot reasons. Here, I left these two modes until later chapters to show the rising stakes and tension as the chapters progress. Not having Argument Armaments until much later on makes the moments that do have them much more powerful and dramatic.

 

-To The Worm Thing: “Favorite person you got to roast? Anyone you wish you could roast but didnt?”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Aww, goooshh, I got a question! I bet it’s from some loser nerd… Some kinda… Nintendo boy or somethin’… Oooh, my favourite person to roast…?”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Heheheh… I mean, it’s gotta be Waluigi, right… I mean…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Actually, I’m gonna be honest, I’m kinda a sensitive guy, in real life… I felt sorta bad roasting him about his dead brother…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “As for who I wish I could roast… I mean, it’s gotta be Light… Tryina’ threaten me with his stupid mind control button… Gah…! That lil’ psycho is scourge of all robot kind!”

 

-To Monomi: “You ok? I dont know what you're going through though if you can hear me and when I say this I am talking to the real Monomi and not the fake one created by Light, you're a good person and I am sure Chiaki would be proud of you. So please dont give up.”

 

Monomi: “...”

 

Monomi: “Puhuhuhu…! You’re… You’re right! I… I’m going to fulfill Chiaki’s will at all costs…”

 

Monomi: “Chiaki’s will to kill everyone! Ahahahahahaha~! Isn’t it wonderful seeing everyone struggle to survive in a circus filled with darkness!”

 

Monomi: “...”

 

Monomi: “P-Please… Let me go…”

 

Monomi: “...”

 

-To: Villager, Stalin, Professor Oak, Papyrus, Kel, Firey, Mr. Krabs, and Yellow: “How do you all feel about Monomi?”

 

Villager: “Oh, eh… She’s a nuisance, and naive… I do believe she’s well-intentioned at heart, but those intentions could end up hurting us…”

 

Stalin: “Pathetic little specimen! I much preferred it when we had Monokuma… Bears are the true national animal of Russia…”

 

Oak: “Hmmm… Monomi…? What’s that? Some kind of Pokémon…?”

 

Oak: “Ah! Yes! I remember now! Monomi, the shiny Nidoran! What a wonderful creature… Its POISON STING is super-effective against BUG type Pokémon!”

 

PAPYRUS: “AH… MONOMI… A REAL FRIEND OF MINE…”

 

PAPYRUS: “I REALLY BELIEVED IN HER… AND I STILL DO… BUT I CAN’T HELP BUT WORRY… WHAT HAS LIGHT DONE TO HER…?”

 

PAPYRUS: “I HOPE HER CAGE IS COMFY AND LUXURIOUS… BECAUSE THIS ONE IS ABOUT AS CRAMPED AS SANS’ BEDROOM…”

 

Kel: “Hey, I know it sounds weird to say this about a little rabbit machine, but she was my friend…”

 

Kel: “Whatever Light’s done to her… I’m not letting him get away with it…”

 

Firey: “Oh, uh… I mean, I didn’t talk to her too much, but she seemed nice…”

 

Firey: “Maybe if I can get things going with Leafy again, the three of us could hang out together…”

 

Firey: “...”

 

Firey: “I hope Leafy will forgive me…”

 

You try to ask Mr Krabs, but all you can here is the shufflings of a profitable scheme.

 

Yellow: “Huh, um… Monomi… Honestly, I thought she’d be annoying at first, but she’s a really nice rabbit.”

 

Yellow: “And adorable too lol 😄”

 

-To Steve: “Opinion on Villager? Aka the guy trying to save you in the rescue team?”

 

Steve: “The guy trying to “save” me?! Can you seriously call someone who shot me that?!”

 

Steve: “That guy… I swear… When I get my hands on him, I’ll…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “H-Honestly… Is this the only guy who wanted to “save” my in any shape or form…? Am I… That… Alone…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

-To Light: “So do you know who the mastermind is, or no? And follow up question, do you ever for a split second think what you’re doing isn’t completely right? I mean you did call yourself a criminal before quickly correcting yourself…”

 

Light: “Hah… Who sent me this question…? Before I even looked at it, I could tell it was twisted…”

 

Light: “The answer is and always will be that I’m justified in my actions! No… More than that… I am justice!”

 

Light: “I… Anyone can understand that sacrifices must be made for paradise! In every religion, every facet of science… Punishment is constantly the fate of the unworthy!”

 

Light: “Do you seriously believe that the executioner is just as guilty as the one who’s executed… Ahahahahaagh… I… Don’t know what to call that… It’s… It’s twisted…”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Right. Question on the mastermind.”

 

Light: “I have my suspicions. But, no, I’m not acting on them yet. I don’t want a single criminal scum making it out of this alive, even by mistaken identity. For now, I’ll focus on removing those that I can say are not the mastermind with absolute certainty.”

 

-To Red: “Why would you tell Steve you’re the mastermind if you were erasing his memories anyways? And if you really are the mastermind, why would you be in the game instead of just watching?”

 

Red: “Eheheheh… Good question…”

 

Red: “Maybe you’ll find out over my dead body…?”

 

Red: “Nah, not even then, sucker.”

 

-To Steve: “What is the last thing you remember before waking up and finding Leary’s body? Do you remember what happened or do you not?”

 

Steve: “Urgh… The last thing… I remember…. My house…?”

 

Steve: “I remember being in my house… There was a fire, and I felt alone… And, then, for some reason, there was Red…?”

 

Steve: “Though… If I were to guess… That was some kind of dream… The last thing I’m sure was real… was rescuing Noob from somewhere dark…”

 

Steve: “Was that a dream too…? The emotions… It felt just as real…?”

 

-To Basil: “You feeling okay? That’s all I want to ask.”

 

There’s no sound of Basil in sight.

 

But perhaps… The distant pattering of raindrops, or tears.

 

-To me: “What made you choose Basil, Trainer Red and Gundam for the team specifically? I’ve never heard many memes about Omori, and most of the Pokemon meme presence revolves around the anime, and Gundam was never the most memed f characters.”

 

Hmmm… This is a pretty big question to break down, and involves a lot of different aspects… Okay, so in addition to picking characters because they’re memes, I also picked them based on how interesting they’d be in a killing game.

 

Gundham probably has the simplest answer. I wanted to pick Nagito, as he was a bigger meme pick, but then I realised that Sans/Nagito is a thing for some reason, because the internet said so. I’m personally not a huge fan of that ship and the dynamic feels sorta scuffed to me. Basically, Gundham was picked to substitute a character like Nagito. I guess characters like Junko and Kokichi are probably more memed about than Gundham, but I felt like Gundham would blend into the cast a little more seamlessly, contribute to themes of justice and friendship a little bit better, and also avoid the unspoken rule that any fic involving Kokichi is a poorly written one.

 

Omori is a game I’m a pretty big fan of, and… At least when I made this, Basil is the most well known and memed about character. I think it’s probably changed to Kel more recently, but generally, the fanbase for the game has died down a bit since the game was made. Basil could be considered a weird pick, but it was kind of carefully calibrated. Having him here darkens the tone of the fangan considerably, explores themes of justice and friendship, and also provides a contrast with the with characters like Homer and Spamton to create some silly tonal whiplash in the earlier chapters.

 

As for Trainer Red…. I simply wanted to have two characters with the same name. Seriously. That’s why. My original envisioning of this fangan was… Honestly not that serious, and I wanted the first trial to involve the mixing up of names somehow. I even thought about having Trainer Red and Red just both be referred to as Red in the script, but while funny, that gag would get annoying seriously quick. Overall though, I don’t actually regret having him, as there’s a lot of personally depth that can be inferred from his story, although his character falls more into semi-OC character the way that Red, Noob and Steve are.

 

“Also, how much of the story did you plan out before hand? I’ve been wanting to do a fangan of my own, although the planning I require myself to do may be over the top as it nearly overwhelms me.”

 

Lol, uh… I’ll admit… Not that much. Obviously, I had stuff like the mastermind and traitor planned from the start, so that their actions made sense, but a lot of other stuff, including the islands, the motives, the death order and the survivors, hadn’t been set in stone.

 

The very first thing I wrote up was the cast. I’m so glad I stuck with the cast I have now… I was so close to having characters that’d actually not work in this killing game, at all…

 

I actually picked Steve as the protagonist after considering that. It kinda had to be him by process of elimination.

 

The rescue team wasn't planned at first, I came up with them by early chapter 2.

 

I won’t spoil who was meant to die in chapter 1 in my original plan. It was awful. I’m so glad I didn’t pick those two characters.

 

Kirby was originally going to live until chapter 3, and pick up a translator of sorts on the second island. Homer was planned to be a victim who was killed via seizure by repeatedly flipping him between his regular and Odysseus forms. He was going to spend the majority of chapter 3 in Odysseus form, revealed to everyone, but sometimes flip back. This is pretty boring and some kind of budget Toko idea.

 

Chapter 3’s location was originally meant to be chapter 5’s. You’ll see what that location is fairly soon, I hope.

 

There was going to be a double murder in chapter 3, done by Light(???). Light ended up developing as the main antagonist the more I wrote him… So glad I didn’t pull through with this predictable idea…

 

Squidward was originally planned as a survivor. Halfway through chapter 2, I felt the story would be stronger if he died.

 

Waluigi was planned to be a murderer for chapter 3 at some stage, and a fairly unsympathetic one at that. I hate this idea, and much prefer Waluigi to be the villain masked as a hero who eventually becomes a hero. This story is much better.

 

-To Sans: “What is the least funny joke you know?”

 

Sans: “ok… are serious… do you seriously wanna hear the least funny joke in the world…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “i’m warnin’ you, kid… “

 

Sans: “You’re gonna have a bad time with this one.”

 

Sans: “what do you call a dinosaur with three legs?”

 

Sans: “a three legosaurus.”

 

Sans: “...”

 

To Red: “Since you know encryption, can you decrypt this?

 

ofwfs hpoob hjwf zpv vq, ofwfs hpoob mfu zpv epxo”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “I think im just gonna give up on that one”

 

Red: “Sorry if that lets u down”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Guess ill turn around and desert u”

 

- To me: “will you consider making a discord server for this fic? Looking at the comments, there’s a small but pretty”

 

Hmmm… A discord…? It’s not a bad idea, but I don’t quite think there’s enough people yet… I mean, maybe once we hit 400 kudos…

 

Actually… Yeah, let’s make that the 400 kudos goal. 400 kudos and we’ll make a discord!

 

And another, Q&A probably. You’ll have to remind me about the discord, or else I’ll forget.

 

- To EVERYONE: “who would win? All of the pokemons or 1 billion lions?”

 

Trainer Red: “Hold on, as someone well-versed in Pokémon, the answer to that. It’s clearly-

 

Sans: “it’s the lions, duh…”

 

Sans: “i mean… seriously… one billion lions is enough to choke anythin’ to death… even if it has like a thousand heads, or whatever…”

 

Gandhi: “Hold on… Let us think this through… Would a lion even be willing to-

 

Steve: “N-No… Seriously…?! Out of a billion lions… At least ten thousand of them are hungry enough to eat a “Pokémon”. There’s about 1000 Pokémon, right?!”

 

Trainer Red: “Correct.”

 

Red: “I see what ur sayin… ten thousand hungry lions or a thousand blobbys aint really a fair match.”

 

Gandhi: “But not all Pokémon…”

 

Red: “Shut up nerd”

 

Gandhi: “Seriously, all Pokémon together are incredibly…”

 

Red: “Shut up nerd”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Tch… Sometimes, logic can’t defeat peoples’ dogmas.”

 

-To All: “Are you okay?”

 

Steve: “Um… Yeah, I guess…”

 

Sans: “huh… uh… same as usual, heheh…”

 

Gandhi: “I… I don’t know…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Noob: “Haha, yeah…”

 

Light: “...?”

 

Red: “Y u askin?”

 

You tried to ask Basil, but it seems the raindrops have dried by now.

 

-To Basil: “What do you think of Steve?”

 

Once again, silence. The silence gets louder. It shakes your nerves.

 

To Noob: “Do you still want to be a ninja?”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “I mean…”

 

Noob: “Ninjas… They don’t have it easy, do they? They have to suffer in silence…?”

 

Noob: “And sometimes I ask myself… Is that what I really want? Ninjas have no name… They’re nobody… And they have to hurt people…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “But still… This cape isn’t going… It’s something that I’m never letting go… No matter how much it hurts to keep it.”

 

-To All: “Rate the pizza making experience 1-10”

 

Steve: “Um… I mean… Probably a five… There’s a part of me that just wants things to stay like that forever… But…”

 

Steve: “It was a distraction… There’s a mastermind to kill and there’s people to save… As much as I want to just forget, I know that I can’t.”

 

Gandhi: “Ah, perhaps an eight… It was a well needed break…”

 

Gandhi: “I believe there are times that you must isolate yourself from thoughts alone.”

 

Sans: “huh? Me…? i mean, i hardly contributed, heheh…”

 

Sans: “good ketchup. seven outta ten.”

 

-To Light: “Why did you demote yourself back to the status if a normal participant? Wouldnt it be smarter for you to remain in the position you were already in? Also btw you're horrible and I loathe you for what you did to Monomi.”

 

Light: “Hm… Ignoring that last part, I think there should be an obvious reason…”

 

Light: “Where’s the… Satisfaction… Hmmm…? Where’s the satisfaction of plucking the wings off flies, when I can fight them like lions, and yet still predict their every moves and emerge victorious…”

 

Light: “Between the files and my identity as the chosen one… I’m bound to win, aren’t I? So… Therefore… I’ll choose the path that satisfies me… Ahahahaha….”

 

-To Light: “beware of the franklin badge dummy!!!! If you write his name you DIEEE!1!1!!”

 

Light: “Hmmm…? This blabbering has no significance to me…”

 

Light: “It’s not as if anything can reflect the power of the Death Note, so long as I’m bound to the Earth.”

 

-To Light: “i know ur a maniac an all but do not give kel coffee and a chicken ball, unless you want the entire circus to be reduced to mere ashes”

 

Light: “Um… Interesting…? I’ll take note…?”

 

Light: “Nonetheless, that kid… Kelsey… He doesn’t seem capable of any special powers…”

 

-To Basil: “ ..... Boo! Stairs!”

 

You feel something move, deep down. Falling deeper.

 

-To Sans: “cmon... (pokes with stick) do an idutshane... Cmon.... (Pokes again) Make this interesting....”

 

Sans: “uh… what the hell is an… idutshane…?”

 

Sans: “sounds… dusty… what is this…? some kind of dusttale…?

 

-To kel: “orange joe sucks! This message was sponsored by Aub- (explodes)”

 

Kel: “Eh…. Everything already there…?”

 

Kel: “W-Wait…?! Did I hear “Orange Joe sucks”??!”

 

Kel: “Haha…! Typical Aubrey! At least, I think it’s Aubrey, considering how nobody else hates Orange Joe, y’know?!”

 

-To Noob: “erm.... Just use :btools me....”

 

Noob: “Uh…? Bee tools…?”

 

Noob: “I’m not a beekeeper…? I’m not really so great with them…?”

 

Noob: “If you ask the guys at Bee Swarm, they might have an idea! They’re sorta crazy, though…”

 

-To Monomi: “hows the mind control going along. Uhhh are you a resistant type or is your ahh just light's little helper now”

 

Monomi: “Puhuhuhu~! You know what they say! Resistance is futile!”

 

Monomi: “Well! That, and love conquers all!”

 

Monomi: “But mostly resistance is futile! Because resistance. Is. Futile.”

 

-To Papyrus: “how would you feel if your brother goes insane and kills everyone for more lv”

 

PAPYRUS: “ERM… SANS? GOING INSANE? SERIOUSLY?!”

 

PAPYRUS: “IT’S ALREADY HAPPENED… I MEAN, SERIOUSLY, HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN SINCE HE’S RECALIBRATED HIS PUZZLES… IT MUST BE THE WORK OF A MADMAN…”

 

PAPYRUS: “BUT REALLY… I DON’T THINK SANS WOULD BE BOTHERED TO DO ANYTHING IF HE WENT EVEN MORE INSANE… SERIOUSLY, I THINK HE’D JUST ACT LIKE HIS NORMAL SELF, BUT LAZIER… AND AWKWARD…. ER?”

 

-To Red: “are you truly the mastermind or are you a masterFRAUD!!!!”

 

Red: “Ehehehe… A bit of both, buddy… A bit of both…”

 

-To Firey: “do you want to win a prize? Yes? Get a host then.”

 

Firey: “Tch… Prizes have never really been too important for me…”

 

Firey: “And let’s be real… I’m trying to save someone’s life here! That’s hardly the time for gameshows…”

 

-To Sans: “How aware are you of the undertale multiverse? Is your last name Undertale?”

 

Sans: “huh….? are you treatin’ things like they’re some kinda… undertale…?”

 

Sans: “that’d be a pretty funny coincidence, y’know… my last name is undertale after all, there also happens to be a hit indie rpg called-”

 

Sans: “whoops… it’s naptime for me… see you guys later, heheh…”

 

-To Light: “Raito-kun. Please. Please say Monomi’s magical words again. Please i will pay you in justice bucks”

 

Light: “What the hell is wrong with you…?! Are you torturing me for your own entertainment…?! That’s… Wicked… Ahahahaha….”

 

Light: “There is no way in heaven nor hell that I’m ever saying “Dalalalalala!!! Maaaaggggicccc powers activate!” ever again…”

 

Light: “There is no way in…”

 

Light: “Shoot…”

 

-To Trainer Red: “If Steve suddenly died who would you think you would take to the end?”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “No. It’d have to be Light.”

 

Trainer Red: “He’s the only logical option.”

 

-To Red: “OMG AMOGUS IMPOSTER SUS actually wait I have a genuine question. Are you an imposter or a regular crewmate who just happens to mastermind a killing game, what is the whole reasoning for the killing game. Why do I have a feeling you'll dodge the question?”

 

Red: “Eheheheh… Ya’ guessed right, I’ll be dodgin’ that one…”

 

Red: “Though… If you can predict how I’ll respond to the question, maybe you can predict the answer to em’ in the first place.”

 

Red: “Peoples’ hearts are so easy to read, aren’t they…? I guess that’s why we keep them hidden…”

 

-To Gandhi: “Assuming there are literally only two left who do you want it to be?”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “I… I don’t know…”

 

Gandhi: “I-If I must… Perhaps…”

 

Gandhi: “Sans and Noob…?”

 

-To Villager: “Do you have any discount sales coming up soon I'm broke right now”

 

Villager: “Tch… Bold of you to assume I still have a shop after what happened…”

 

-To Kel: “Hi Kel!”

 

Kel: “Hey! ‘Sup, commentor?”

 

-To Light: “Assume a murder travels back in time to bring the victim back to life, I SAID ASSUME IT HAPPENS, would that absolve them of guilt since everything was fixed and brought back to normal”

 

Light: “Tch… Of course not. A murder is still a murder, no matter the consequences…”

 

Light: “For a person to do that… They’d have to be a person who is corrupted enough to kill someone… For someone like that, there’s no going back, is there…?”

 

Light: “Simply put… People with such corrupt, criminal potential don’t deserve to live.”

 

-To Firey: “Why do you wish to save Leafy if she stole Dream Island? Wait actually how is Dream Island by the way”

 

Firey: “Huh… Um… It’s… It’s complicated….”

 

Firey: “I… Sometimes… People matter more than having something like dream island, y’know…”

 

Firey: “Just, don’t tell anyone I said this…”

 

Steve: “Who do you think is going to die next? Not hope or want, think.”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Red.”

 

Steve: “I don’t know why. Something’s just telling me. Some kind of urge.”

 

Steve: “Maybe it’s just desire…?”

 

-To Me: “If every death in the story actually lasted longer or even survived, what role would they take (assume someone else took their place)?”

 

Hmm… Okay, so… If characters survived.

 

For Shrek, I think he’d mostly continue what he’s doing, but he’d slowly warm up to the rest of the cast, in addition to Steve. I think he’d start a rivalry with Gandhi, with his nonchalance opposing Gandhi’s strictness. He’d also be the kind of person that’d stick up for Noob, and beat up Red or Light when they do something messed up.

 

For Kirby, as mentioned before, maybe they’d get access to a translator at some point. Contrary to Shrek, Kirby would care more about forgiveness, and would be willing to fight characters like Light, but also willing to forgive them afterwards. I wanted Kirby and Gundham to have a friendship, but it was impossible since they were separated the whole plot, so I’d probably also do that.

 

For Spamton, he’d mostly continue being comic relief, but his role would be more serious than before. His actions would become increasingly extreme in order to ensure the “freedom” of the other characters, but he’d ultimately end up stopping both his own and their freedom.

 

For Gundham, his friendship with Noob would continue, but his past as a remnant would lead to hostility with the rest of the cast, but they’d eventually learn to trust him, and Gundham would learn to trust others too.

 

For Squidward, he’d continue being a leader-like character, and continue trying to stop deaths in the killing game, though he’d feel a lot of responsibility that the group system didn’t work. He’d probably form a duo with Sans, where the two of them have their own awkward friendship, and he’d end up teaching Sans how to be the co-leader. He’d also be there for Steve whenever he breaks down to set him back on track.

 

For Homer, I’d like to flesh out the dynamic between himself and his Oppenhomer form. The two of them would have to learn to live along together as one, with each of them using their unique abilities to their advantage. Homer would have to learn to accept his Oppenhomer form and lower his hubris, while Oppenhomer would have to learn compassion and that intelligence isn’t everything.

 

Leafy and Waluigi have just died, so there isn’t as much I can elaborate on them.

 

-To Me: “What is one regret for each chapter you have?”

 

Okay… Here we go…

 

Chapter 1: My biggest regret of all of this chapter is how generic it is. The location is boring, character development is lacklustre, and the trial doesn’t have any strong emotional beats. I think I’d try establishing character dynamics a bit harder if I had to redo this chapter.

 

Chapter 2: My biggest regret here is probably Gundham and Spamton’s role. Despite these two being the two who die this chapter, their screentime is lacking, and their dynamics with the other characters is a little lacking. I think giving Spamton a relationship with Leafy and Red, while letting Gundham participate in the trial, and also give Noob and Gundham more time for their friendship to build would be ideal.

 

Chapter 3: I guess, out of all options, I’m not too keen on some parts of the trial here. It feels a little bit too convoluted, and I don’t think it’s really possible to figure out. Yeah, it was kind of the point to give Oppenhomer the most advanced, scientific trial in the story, but mechanically, it feels pretty iffy for the readers. That said, according to the polls, you guys liked this trial a lot, so maybe it’s not what I should be picking at.

 

Chapter 4: I feel like some of the dark circus segments are a little too edgy. I suppose providing contrast with the day segments was sort of the point, but I feel like using red blood for the corpse pile for example, feels more like pure edginess than serving a plot point. The Noob animal slaughter and Basil Something seen have more narrative importance, but I wonder if I should’ve come up with something that’s still traumatising without being an edgefest.

 

-To Me: “What is your favorite moment of each chapter?”

 

Hmmm… This isn’t easy… Picking my own favourite moments from my fangan is tough…

 

Chapter 1: Kirby hugging Red. Funnily enough, this is something I edited before uploading, but it feels like such an integral part of both Kirby and Red’s characters, that if this was missing, it’d make both of them a lot less tragic.

 

Chapter 2: Gundham’s death. I feel like this is a tonally strong scene, and one of the first properly serious moments in the story. It’s probably the moment where we go from silly characters having fun to oh no this is actually serious.

 

It’s also one of the first moments which has a clear lasting impact for a character.

 

Light’s reveal gets second place for me. This is another pivotal moment that sets up the primary antagonist and the theme of justice. His knowledge of everyone via the files also makes him a lot more menacing and creepy.

 

Chapter 3: I’m gonna sound horrible for this, but probably the Hamster scene. I think it’s probably the most memorable parts of the fangan, and is completely messed up. It’s Light’s point of no return as well as Noob’s breaking point.

 

The entire end of chapter 3 would probably take second. It’s a huge moment that sets the tone for the following chapter.

 

Anyways! That’s all for now! We’ll see you in chapter 70!!

Notes:

Well guys, hope you enjoyed this special chapter! Have fun having a little war in the comments over your favourite characters ranking low in the polls!

(By the way, chapter upload rate might slow down for the next while, since I wanna start writing more of chapter 5 so that might take priority...So yeah, you might not see as many uploads as before, but I'll try to catch back up again when the chapter 5 trial is written!)

(Unless I go on to write chapter 6...? Then it'd all be ready and I could upload the entire rest of the fangan fairly quickly.)

Chapter 70: Chapter 4 [T] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Welcome back, it's been a long time! And by long, I mean 3 months, 1157 comments, and 1/10th of the Bee Movie script!

During the long break, we've got a TV Tropes page! Look at it here (Please don't until you've read the whole fangan goes, there might be spoilers!): https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Fanfic/DanganronpaUltimateMemeTeam

Feel free to add to it if you've read everything in the fangan so far.

We've also got, uh, whatever this is?: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59698294
(It's a trilogy, too??)

Yeah, there's a bunch of meme images and fan art sent in the last chapter, too! Too many to fit in the beginning notes actually... You may have to scroll through the 1157 comments to look for them, though I might include my favourites in the next Q&A!

Anyways, hope you enjoy! I'm sure you're excited to get this investigation underway!

~CHAPTER 70~

 

The Cast:

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI) -[MISSING!]-

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve felt… Numb…

 

What was wrong… Was he dreaming…?

 

Steve: “A-Agh…”

 

Steve: “What the hell is going on?! Is this just a nightmare?! Is that why none of this is making me feel anything?!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “None of this is making you feel anything…?”

 

Steve: “I-I don’t even know… It’s just… When I saw Leafy… And now Waluigi’s body… I can’t help but feel… Numb…”

 

Trainer Red: “Oh… that’s a good thing.”

 

 

Steve: “How can you say that?! There’s a body right in front of us! The body of the Ultimate Hero, Waluigi!”

 

Steve: “H-He was my friend! So… why can’t I feel anything…?”

 

Trainer Red: “It’s not like he feels anything either. He’s a corpse.”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “H-How are you so cold?!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Corpses don’t have feelings… If anything, his death is a good thing. We’re one step closer to the final two.”

 

Trainer Red stared at Steve with a slightly disturbed look.

 

Trainer Red: “And besides, I admire how you don’t feel anything… It’s just like my dad…”

 

Trainer Red gave himself a heavy slap on the face, almost knocking him off balance.

 

Trainer Red: “W-Why did I say that?! S-Sorry… Seeing a corpse must be driving me mad…”

 

Steve: “L-Let’s just call the others… It’s a dead body after all…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “I’ll gather them up.”

 

Trainer Red left, leaving Steve in a room with two dead bodies.

 

Steve: “Waluigi… For some reason, it’s so hard to say it, but I’m so sorry this happened to you… You… Absolutely did not deserve it…”

 

Steve: (“Absolutely…?”)

 

Steve: (“No… Why am I doubting myself? Yes, absolutely.”)

 

Steve clenched his teeth looking at the state of his body… His head was… Unevenly decapitated… Blood was splattered all across the wall, about a metre away from him…

 

Steve: “Waluigi… I’m… Sorry…”

 

Steve felt tears swelling up in his eyes… Why couldn’t he have said sorry before it was too lare…?

 

Steve: (“The last time I spoke to him… I called him a disgusting traitor… What’s gotten into me…?”)

 

Steve held onto his head and let out a sigh of exasperation.

 

Steve: “I… Have to do this… For you… For all of us…”

 

Steve: “I’m personally going to make sure whoever kills you is rightfully executed.”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve started looking at Waluigi’s body.

 

His head had been decapitated without a head in sight… The weapon, currently unknown…

 

Steve: (“Why would a killer kill not one, but two people?!”)

 

Steve pondered for a moment… Could someone he truly hated, Light, Red, finally be the killer?

 

Steve: (“O-Or… There could be two separate killers… One for Light and one for Waluigi…”)

 

Steve: (“We have a clear time for Leafy’s death, but Waluigi’s… We can’t be sure… Unless we investigate both, we won’t be able to find who is the killer… Or killers…”)

 

Steve: (“Another thing that’s concerning me… Where even is Basil…? I mean, he’s meant to be helping us with the investigation… Could he be dead too…?”)

 

Steve cleared his mind.

 

Steve: (“No. The rules state that a killer can only kill up to two people, so if it’s a serial killer, they can’t go to three… And with a motive as weak as this one, it seems really unlikely that three of us would go ahead and murder someone.”)

 

Steve: (“Chances are, Basil’s been locked up for some reason… Maybe he knew too much about the case… Speaking of… Red was around during the night, and tried to shoot me and wipe Noob’s memories… That’s definitely suspicious…”)

 

Steve inspected further into the body. The neck wasn’t cut off cleanly… Upon touching the neck, Steve felt a sharp stinging sensation.

 

Steve: “A-Agh!”

 

Steve recoiled in pain.

 

Steve: (“W-What was that…? I’m sure that’s relevant to the cause of death…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Stinging On Waluigi’s Neck

 

Steve: (“Hmm… Maybe I should avoid the neck… Oh… What’s this…?”)

 

Steve noticed some strange marks on Waluigi’s neck.

 

Steve: (“They definitely look abrasion related…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Waluigi’s Neck Marks

 

Steve: (“Hmmm… It looks like there’s actually no other injuries on his body… All the damage must’ve been done to the head and neck…”)

 

Steve: (“I guess that means that the killer went straight for the head, without trying to damage his body…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - State of Waluigi’s Body

 

Steve: (“Though… I… Guess there’s also this…”)

 

Steve stared uncomfortably at the bloodstain on the wall…

 

Steve: (“I mean, the dark circus is full of bloodstains… But this doesn’t really look like a coincidence… If the killer was trying to decapitate Waluigi though, the trajectory would be completely different, and there’d be way more blood…”)

 

Steve: (“Does that mean that the blood was caused by something else…?”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Bloodstain on Wall

 

Steve: (“Hmm… Considering the murder seemed to take place in the dark circus… It would seem that it took place before Leafy’s murder… But considering that Light had the ability to teleport between the two circus buildings, anything could be possible…”)

 

Steve: (“Though still, I have to consider what Waluigi wanted to do that evening… He wanted to negotiate with Light… Could someone have killed him while he was alone? Could it even have been Light?”)

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Steve slapped himself.

 

Steve: (“As much as I want to suspect Light, he wouldn’t be this damn obvious, would he?”)

 

TRUTH BULLET - Waluigi’s Negotiation

 

Suddenly, everyone else, except Basil, came bursting in.

 

Well, bursting probably wasn’t the word for Light, who just crawled his legs across the room like a spider and laughed.

 

Monomi: “A body has been discovered! This is so much fun, guys! So much delight! So many friendly happy good times! Now we can spend some time working together to figure out who the killer is!”

 

Sans winced upon hearing the announcement.

 

Noob: “Aaaaaghh..! WALUIGI?! WHY?!”

 

Noob ran over to his body, weeping for his lost friend.

 

It made Steve feel cold and distant, like an alien…

 

Monomi stared at Light cutely.

 

Monomi: “D-Did I do it right, master?! People seem to be sad about the body rather than happy?! Did I do the announcement wrong?!”

 

Light just ignored Monomi and kicked her in the face.

 

Light: “Braindead robot…”

 

Gandhi looked at the body with deep regret.

 

Gandhi: “We’ve lost not one, but two of our friends today… This… Shouldn’t be happening… I’m deeply sorry…”

 

Noob: “I-It’s not your f-fault Grandpa Gandhi… I-It’s mine! I SHOULD’VE PROTECTED HIM AND I FAILED YET AGAIN!”

 

Noob: “I’M A LOSER!! A FAILURE!! LEAFY AND WALUIGI BOTH DIED, AND IT’S MY FAULT!”

 

Noob: “I… I… IT COULD EVEN BE ME! I COULD BE THE KILLER!”

 

Steve: “Y-You wouldn’t do this Noob… You couldn’t even kill an animal if you had to for your life…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “Aaaaghh…”

 

Noob: “I… Oh no…”

 

And Noob fled, faster than sound.

 

Meanwhile Sans was just clutching his head and breathing heavily.

 

Sans: “Crap...”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “ What’s the big deal, Sans? Man up.”

 

Sans: “T-The mastermind’s targeting my friends…”

 

Sans: “That spiteful bastard…”

 

Steve: “Huh…?”

 

Sans: “S-Stay away from me… I-I don’t want ANY of you to get close to me…”

 

Sans backed away and left the room.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Looks like we have two nutjobs in our midst.”

 

Red slapped Light over the head and rested his arm on it.

 

Red: “Three.”

 

Red: “Oh, actually, probably four if you count me.”

 

He held out a high-five for Light.

 

Red: “Nutjob gang???”

 

 

Light held onto Red’s arm and contorted it horribly.

 

Red recoiled in pain at his twisted arm.

 

Red: “AUUUUUUGHHH! AGHHHH!! JESUS!”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… Aha… ha…”

 

Red shook his hand off, and walking considerably far from Light, pointed at Monomi with the hand that wasn’t burning in pain.

 

Red: “Yo monomi”

 

Monomi: “Huh?”

 

Red: “Toss the mandem a file”

 

Monomi: “...?”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Ya know… A Monomi file…?”

 

Monomi: “Oh, you want me to give you a file! Sure thing, buddy!”

 

Monomi: “Yippie kay yay! It’s the Monomi file! Number two!”

 

Monomi: “Hehehe! Such a fitting number, for a guy like Walugi!”

 

Gandhi seethed at that remark.

 

Monomi brought out the files and handed them to everyone one by one. They were just as glittery as the last… Made especially uncomfortable by the image of Waluigi with his head decapitated.

 

 

- The victim was Waluigi, the Ultimate Villain.. The time of death was unknown. Other than Trainer Red and Steve in the following morning, nobody had seen the body. Waluigi was last spotted by Gandhi in the morning, preceding Leafy’s death.

 

Steve: “Hey, Gandhi, can you confirm that?”

 

Gandhi: “Yes… I spotted Waluigi this morning… Which of course, the Monokuma file confirms… I thought it was unusual… He seemed to be in a hurry, so I didn’t bother him…”

 

Gandhi: “Perhaps it had to do with his meeting with Light, or perhaps he was just desperate to show Basil the pizza…? I’m… Not sure… He didn’t seem like his usual self, though, he seemed… Distressed…”

 

Steve: “Hm… Okay… Thanks for mentioning that…”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Monomi File #2

 

Steve: “By the way Gandhi, I know that I was being rude to you, Leafy and Waluigi last night…”

 

Steve: “I’m… Sorry…”

 

Steve: (“Then why is it so hard to say it?!”)

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi gave Steve a warm smile.

 

Gandhi: “Do not worry, I forgive you. Many of us have done much worse things. I’m sure you have, too, whether you remember it or not…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, you’re right… I mean, we all tend to hide the bad things we’ve done at the back of our head, haha…”

 

Gandhi: “For better or for worse, yes…”

 

Gandhi: “I’m sure Waluigi and Leafy would forgive you, too…”

 

Gandhi: “After all, you were the one who taught them to be forgiving…”

 

Steve: “R-Really…?”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, I believe so. Such resolution does not come from the dust.”

 

Gandhi: “Please… Keep on moving forward… Find the killer and the mastermind, and then, perhaps, we can find our peace.”

 

Steve: “T-Thanks… You’re right…”

 

Gandhi: “Peace, “bro”.”

 

Gandhi chuckled, making the peace sign as he left the room.

 

Red: “Yo steve?”

 

Steve: “Get away from me.”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Mdiehamgarsnnidt”

 

Red shrugged with his hand that hadn’t been twisted and left the room.

 

Steve: (“What the hell was Red just saying… Oh, hold on, there’s some writing on the wall, that looks like what he said…”)

 

“Mdiehamgarsnnidt”

 

Steve: (“What the hell is this?! German?”)

 

Steve: (“A-Actually… That doesn’t look like any language… I guess this must be the anagram Leafy was talking about…”)

 

Steve inspected the anagram carefully.

 

Steve: (“So Leafy thought this stood for “Gandhi Mastermind”... I mean, it’s a possibility, but maybe there’s a second meaning…”)

 

Steve: (“I wonder if it’s a coincidence that Waluigi died in the same room with the anagram… I’ll definitely jot this down… Maybe it’s important…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Mdiehamgarsnnidt

 

Light: “Hey, Steven. I found a decoration fitting for a fleshy piece of filth like you…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Light proudly held up a noose and placed it around Steve’s neck.

 

Steve: (“He’s… Creeping the hell out of me…”)

 

Light: “Wow, it really fits you. I’m looking forward to your execution. It is inevitable after all.”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… Unless you’re the mastermind of course!”

 

Steve shook the noose off of him.

 

Steve: “Where did you even get that Light…? There aren’t usually just spare nooses hanging around…”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… “Hanging” around?! Of course a deranged murderer like you would make a sick and insensitive joke just like that…”

 

Steve: “That wasn’t intentional…! Light, just tell me… What the hell is up with that noose…?”

 

Light: “Oh, I just found it on the floor here… No clue what it was doing here… Haha…”

 

Steve: “Light… You were literally the administrator here before Monomi took over… You should know exactly why it was there.“

 

Light: “Okay, fine… I suppose you aren’t as braindead as some of your “friends”, so it won’t waste my breath…”

 

Light: “The red room had a puzzle involving hiding Gundham’s body in the dark. He originally started out on a noose.”

 

Steve: “A-Aggh… Oh God…”

 

Light: “That’s why Gundham’s rotting body is right over there… The mastermind must’ve seen this puzzle as just righteous punishment for its challenger, and honestly, I have to agree…”

 

Steve: “How the hell can forcing someone to hide a corpse be “justice” in any shape or form…?”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… H- Er… Steven… You’re so naive, aren’t you…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: (“I know the challenges in the dark circus were meant to be vile, but this just makes my stomach churn… There’s no “justice” in forcing someone to hide a rotting body…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Red Room Night Puzzle

- TRUTH BULLET - Noose

 

Steve: (“I guess that’s all to see here… There’s got to be some evidence in the lab, I should probably check it out.”)

 

Steve pried open the trapdoor to the lab and crawled down to the shadowy lab.

Notes:

That's all for now! Don't worry, though, it'll be less than 3 months until the next chapter! See you next time, for more evidence, as we'll conclude the trial.

Has anyone got a hunch on who the killer (or killers?) is yet?

Chapter 71: Chapter 4 [U] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Let's join Steve on a journey to the truth as we wrap up this investigation!

I wonder who it is? Oh, wait, I know already! Have fun figuring it out yourself!

~CHAPTER 71~

 

The Cast:

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI) -[MISSING!]-

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

 

Steve pried open the trapdoor to the lab and crawled down to the shadowy lab.

 

Steve: (“I guess the idea’s meant to be that the lab is the equivalent of the kitchen in the dark circus…”)

 

Steve looked at his surroundings and gulped.

 

Steve: (“Though… It’s more like a kitchen of corpses…”)

 

Steve: (“Huh…? Wait…? What’s this?!”)

 

Steve picked up an empty can of cola.

 

Steve: (“Bloxy Cola…? Didn’t Noob mention something about this to me…?”)

 

Steve: (“Still… This is in the lab, so I’m not exactly gonna trust this…”)

 

Steve: (“It feels full… So, I dunno if this is relevant to the case…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Bloxy Cola

 

Steve: (“Wait, hold on… Oh no…”)

 

Steve continued to walk through the labs, and tried his best to dodge the puddles of sludgy blood, albeit somewhat unsuccessfully.

 

Steve: (“People are gonna be so suspicious of me when I come back covered in blood… But if there’s a shower in here, it’s probably composed of deadly acids…”)

 

Steve fumbled into a pile of jars hanging from the ceiling.

 

Steve: (“Ugh…! Could they make it any less dark in here?!”)

 

Steve: (“Huh…? Hold on… I think I’ve seen some of these jars before…”)

 

Steve carefully inspected the jars.

 

Steve: (“Hydrochloric acid, sulfuric acid…? Thank God these all seem to be full… It makes things a lot more simple…”)

 

 

Steve kept inspecting the jars on the ceiling.

 

Steve: (“Huh, it’s not just liquids… There’s some toxic metals and gases here too…”)

 

Steve: (“Hmmm… One of them is missing… Asbestos, I assume… I guess Leafy thought it would’ve been good for a pizza…?”)

 

Steve: (“Sentient leaves have weird tastes… Or, maybe it looked nice since she was made of metal…?”)

 

Steve: (“Oh, wait… That’s not all… That jar of “Arsenic” seems to be empty…”)

 

Steve: (“W-Was someone using arsenic…?”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Arsenic Jar

 

Steve: (“Hmm… Maybe I should also check that room where Noob was trapped…”)

 

Steve walked over to the trapdoor, where he’d rescued Noob.

 

Once again, he tried to heave it open

 

But it was locked.

 

Steve: (“Agh…! It’s locked again… Wait hold on… Last time it was locked from the outside, so I should be able to open it…”)

 

Steve unlocked the trapdoor and tried to open it yet again.

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Steve: (“Wait, what…?! It’s still not opening…?! Then it must be locked from the inside too?!”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Trap Door Locks

 

Steve: (“I just hope they didn’t hide something particularly important in there…”)

 

Steve went down to his knees to look further, and noticed a piece of purple cloth on the edge of the trapdoor.

 

Steve: (“Huh…? I guess the killer… Or, whoever was messing with the trapdoor must’ve messed with this to adjust the lock…”)

 

Steve: (“Unfortunately, it’s been here for a while, so the edge of the trapdoor has kind of tethered it…”)

 

Steve: (“I guess that means I can’t use it to open the trapdoor… It’s concerning… The killer could’ve hid some key evidence in here, and we won’t be able to find out…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Purple Cloth

 

Steve: (“Hold on… That piece of cloth isn’t all… There’s also…”)

 

Steve plucked a thin piece of paper from the edge of the trapdoor.

 

Steve: (“Hmm… There’s something on this paper… Some kind of message…?”)

 

“11037”

 

Steve: (“11037…? That’s a bunch of meaningless numbers… But… Maybe it’s more than that… Perhaps one of the victims was trying to tell us something…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - 11037

 

Steve: (“Hmm… Hold on… I have an idea…”)

 

Steve went up to the locked door next to the trapdoor.

 

-PLEASE ENTER PASSCODE!-

 

Steve typed both 11037 and Mdiehamgarsnnidt into the entry panel, but neither were a success.

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Passcode Room

 

Steve: “Argh… I was sure one of those would work…”

 

Sans: “hey, whaddup?”

 

Steve: “G-Gah, Sans?! Where did you even come from…?”

 

Sans: “the darkness… ooooh…”

 

Sans walked backwards into the shadows until he was completely obscured.

 

Steve: “Stop kidding Sans.”

 

Sans: “uh, anyways… i kinda wanted to mention somethin’... i was just shufflin’ about here, when suddenly…”

 

Sans: “i nearly fell into acid…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, the magic acid, I saw that earlier.”

 

Steve: “By the way, Sans…? How are you able to walk through here without a light source?”

 

Sans: “oh, uh… just dark magic, heheh…”

 

Sans: “or not, heheh. dark magic takes a bit of energy outta’ ya’. us monsters kinda just have a natural adaptation to see better in the dark.”

 

Steve: “Right, I guess that makes sense…”

 

Sans: “when ya’ think about it, only three of us are able to move through the dark without a light…”

 

Sans:. “waluigi thanks to his purple aura thingymabob, red with his suit givin’ him night vision, and myself due to bein’ a nightdweller, heheh…”

 

TRUTH BULLET - Sans’ Account

 

Steve: “Right, good point… We haven’t found any other light sources, have we…?”

 

Sans: “hehehe… look at that torch you’re holdin’ right now.

 

Steve: “Huh…?”

 

Steve took a look at the torch, and sure enough, there was a hair there. It was a little scorched, so it was impossible to make out who it belonged to, but considering it wasn’t all that blocky it couldn’t have been his own.

 

Sans: “heheh… thank me later. either way, i’d guess that torch was probably repurposed. monomi musta’ given it to ya’ but it was already used.”

 

Steve: “W-Wait…? But wouldn’t that be tampering with the evidence…?”

 

Sans: “heh… not if the evidence was impossible ta’ find…”

 

Sans stared down at the locked trapdoor.

 

Steve: “Thanks, Sans. This could be pretty important to the case.”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Hair on Torch

 

Steve: “That’s all the light sources, right? Nothing else?”

 

Sans: “hol’ up… weren’t ya’ usin’ a block of glowstone, or whatever to navigate the dark earlier…?”

 

Steve: “Huh?”

 

Sans: “well, hear me out, this is just a hunch, but…”

 

Sans took off his shoe and pushed it under a small gap in the password door. As he pulled it back, Steve could hear a pinging noise against the door.

 

Sans: “bingo.”

 

Steve: “Wait, what?! You could just tell there was glowstone hidden there?! Do you have X-Ray vision…?”

 

Sans: “nah, i have twitter-ray vision.”

 

Steve: “...?”

 

Sans: “aight, so, someone musta’ picked up your glowstone box and smuggled it through that door. that means there’d be two light sources in this case, rather than just one.”

 

Steve: (“So, that must mean that at least three people went through the darkness last night? Waluigi, someone with hair, and someone with access to the passcode room.”)

 

Steve: (“I mean, there could be more, if the killer was part of that group of three Sans mentioned… Which, given Red is on that list, isn’t particularly unlikely…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Passcode Room Glowstone

 

Steve: (“The weirdest thing yet is that we still haven’t found Basil… The killer must’ve locked him up for knowing too much about the case… It’s a shame we can get neither of those two rooms open, he could be inside…”)

 

Sans: “oh, hey, there was somethin’ else i noticed… let’s take a tour to the magic acid pool.”

 

Steve: “Sure, as long as you don’t make me swim.”

 

Sans: “heheh…”

 

Steve followed Sans to the magic acid pool.

 

Sans: “yeah… so, do ya’ know anything about magic acid?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I’m pretty sure it’s one of the deadliest acids in the world…”

 

Sans: “yep, it’s like the acid you see in cartoons. it eats through literally anything. kinda surprised the killing game organisers got their hands on this stuff, but considering we’ve dealt with teleporters, it’s not the most insane thing in this facility…”

 

Steve: “Right.”

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Magic Acid

 

Sans: “anyways, the reason i took ya’ here is cuz of this.”

 

Sans pointed Steve towards a piece of paper.

 

“I don’t know if you can forgive me for this but I’ve been forsed to kill -

 

Sans: “aaaand… the rest is burned off… how convenient…”

 

Steve: “Even still… This is a pretty key message right…”

 

Sans: “yeah, i’d guess so… though if it comes from the killer, that’s kinda confusin’, cuz then they’d have no reason to write it, only to burn it in acid…”

 

Steve: “Right, though we should also take note of the fact that there could be two killers, and one of them destroyed it, but in that case, why?”

 

Sans: “heheh, no idea… but, hey, maybe that bad handwriting, and dodgy spelling could grab us a hint.”

 

Steve: (“Right, the spelling is off… That means it definitely couldn’t have come from Light… Ugh…”)

 

- TRUTH BULLET - Burnt Message

 

Monomi: “Attention everyone! I’ve converted the pool of magic acid in the lab into a magical portal to take you into a special fairy land with ponies and unicorns! Why don’t you take a tour inside and have a little fun?!”

 

Monomi: “Well… It’s not like you have a choice, after all! You don’t wanna miss out on the trial!”

 

Suddenly, Steve noticed sparks come out of the pool of magic acid and its hue changed into being swirly and milky.

 

Steve: “Uh… Do you trust this, Sans?”

 

Sans: “eh… it’s not like death’s that scary. i’ll give it a shot.”

 

Sans stepped into the “portal”, and whoosh! His body was whisked away.

 

Steve: “Uh… Fair enough, I guess that works.”

 

Steve: “Alright… Guess I’ll step in…”

 

Steve stepped into the portal and felt the world spinning around his head… He woke up in a dark room in the middle of nowhere.

 

Steve: “...”

 

Red joined the duo in being transferred through the portal.

 

Red: “Man, they promised me ponies and unicorns…”

 

Red stepped back in surprise as he noticed the other two.

 

Red: “I didn’t say nothin’...”

 

Sans: “heheh…”

 

Suddenly, sixteen white, classy business chairs emerged from the floor.

 

Sans: “i guess we’re doing the trial here… it’s not exactly a fantasy land, like Monomi promised, but eh… it’ll do.”

 

Gandhi emerged from the portal.

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… This trial room looks professional…?”

 

Gandhi observed the chairs carefully.

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… There appears to be enough chairs for everyone…”

 

Gandhi gazed at the sixteen chairs.

 

Gandhi: “Twice over…”

 

Gandhi shuddered and laughed to himself.

 

Gandhi: “M-My Ultimate Talent should really be removed after this, ahahah…”

 

Trainer Red emerged from the portal.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

He sat on his seat, without giving anyone a look.

 

Finally, Light emerged, tugging onto a reluctant Noob.

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… Hello, my dearest friends… This room is pleasant… I can’t wait for it to smell like the blood of sinners, ahahahaha!”

 

Noob: “L-Let me go, you psycho!”

 

Noob bit Light and ran off to his seat.

 

Light: “Pffft… Ahahahah… Hehehehehe…”

 

Red: “Light ngl ive noticed youve been laughing and contorting peoples arms over the most minor things these past few days are u sure u dont need therapy?”

 

Light: “Therapy…? No, you’re the ones who need therapy.”

 

Light paused his speaking with a frozen smile.

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… Just kidding! That child tried to bite me! You’re all too far gone!”

 

Noob: “Speak for yourself, asshole!”

 

Noob: “E-Er… Bumhole…?”

 

Steve: “Noob, don’t worry. You have a swearing licence against that bastard.”

 

Gandhi: “Besides, “Bumhole” probably only sounds worse…”

 

Noob: “O-Oh…”

 

Light: “Heh… I was expecting a little more gratitude from the bunch of you. We’d be doing the trial without Nubert, if it wasn’t for me. He was kind of just running off and screaming about him being the culprit… Ahahaha, hilarious…”

 

Light’s grin widened with malice.

 

Noob: “...”

 

Steve: “Noob… You don’t need to worry about that. You're not the culprit.”

 

Noob: “I-I’m n-not…? C-Can you really say that for sure…?”

 

Steve: “Hmph… Maybe we haven’t seen the evidence, but I have absolute conviction. Maybe it’s just my emotions for now, but no matter what, I won’t let anyone be misled down the path that you’re the killer.”

 

Trainer Red scoffed.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Don’t be misled from the truth. Emotions…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Lead to mistakes…”

 

Noob: “A-Are you s-sure, Steve…? C-Can you really say I-I’m not the killer…?”

 

Steve: “Yes, I can promise you that. Maybe, in the past, my promises have failed… But I’m sure this time…”

 

Noob: “R-Really…?”

 

Noob closed his eyes and took a breath.

 

Noob: “Then let’s do this…!”

 

Noob struck a pseudo-ninja pose, readying himself for what’s to come.

 

Steve: (“What’s to come…?”)

 

The black room filled Steve with dread… So many chairs were empty… It looked so much more barren this time…

 

Gandhi looked to the left.

 

Gandhi: “Waluigi and Leafy… My… My f-friends…”

 

Gandhi: “T-They used to sit beside me here… And together… I… No longer felt like the enemy…”

 

Gandhi held onto his head with deep regret.

 

Gandhi: “N-Now… They’re… Gone…”

 

Sans held his head down on the table.

 

Sans: “this trial feels like crap without homer and squidward beside me…”

 

Red: “Eh… Couldn’t be happier not to have that old pervert chewin’ away at my face, ehehehehe…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Same. If I had to see Basil’s useless, feminine face one more time, then I’d deform it beyond reason.”

 

Red: “Ey yo looks like were on the same chord for once high 5?”

 

Red lifted his hand up for a high-five, but Trainer Red slapped Red’s hand forcefully instead.

 

Red: “Wtf can we go 2 seconds without my hands being twisted?!”

 

Noob: “W-Wait?! Where even is Basil…? We haven’t seen him around?!”

 

Monomi: “Oh, that!”

 

Monomi said, emerging from the portal.

 

Monomi: “Consider this another Gundham-Style incident!”

 

Sans: “woop n’ gundham style.”

 

Red: “Shut tf up”

 

 

Monomi: “Anyways… Sadly, our best friendo, Basil, isn’t around here today… Boo-hoo! Since he couldn’t join the trial, I brought a fun doll to do things for us! Say hello to Mr Basilface!”

 

Monomi plopped a big talking Basil doll onto a chair.

 

Trainer Red: “Ergh…”

 

Trainer Red shuddered uncomfortably.

 

Mr Basilface: “Hey, I’m Basil!! Your favourite friend who loves gardening and flowers!”

 

Sans: “it talks, too…?”

 

Trainer Red stared at the doll with horror…

 

Noob: “B-Basil… Will be back after the trial, right?!”

 

Light: “Ahahaha, we’ll see…!”

 

Noob: “Stop laughing! The killer’s not gonna be someone who isn’t even there! Not again!”

 

Light shrugged with that malicious grimace still fixed on his face like a tapeworm.

 

Sans: “hey… does this doll know everything that basil knew…? if so, it could be pretty useful for the trial, i guess…”

 

Mr Basilface: “Hey, of course I do! I am Basil, silly!”

 

Gandhi: “W-What a pale imitation…”

 

Monomi: “U-Umm… I-I have to admit… The doll doesn’t know anything… It’d be cheating otherwise, and cheating is a big no-no!”

 

Steve: (“Of course… The mastermind isn’t gonna give us hints… It feels disgusting having this weird, disingenuous doll here instead of the real deal… But I won’t let that bother me…”)

 

Steve: (“There are only eight of us left… Though, seven without Basil in the trial room…”)

 

Steve: (“Today, we’ve lost two… And why…? Previous killers had an excuse, but some random hints in a circus as a motive for killing?! That’s not even forgivable…”)

 

Steve: (“This killer deserves to die…”)

Steve: (“Leafy… The heart of our group… At first, her positivity was toxic… But eventually that transformed, into genuine kindness and compassion that impressed even Gandhi.”)

Steve: (“And Waluigi… Perhaps not a hero, but not a villain either… His understanding that life wasn’t black or white allowed him to grow into a sincere and compassionate man…”)

Steve: (“Whoever did this… Deserves punishment… It’s the only answer…”)

Steve: (“A battle of… Justice. An island trial.”)

 

WHO IS THE KILLER

 

-Steve?

-Noob?

-Sans?

-Light?

-Basil?

-Gandhi?

-Trainer Red?

-Red?

 

TRUTH BULLETS

- Monomi File #1

- Steve’s Injury

- Poisoned Pizza

- Leafy’s “Skin”

- Leafy’s Transformation

- Noob’s List

- Red’s Account

- Teleporter Keyword

- Steve’s Memories

- Noob’s Memories

- Memory Injection

- Arsenal

- Stinging On Waluigi’s Neck

- Waluigi’s Neck Marks

- State of Waluigi’s Body

- Bloodstain on Wall

- Waluigi’s Negotiation

- Monomi File #2

- Mdiehamgarsnnidt

- Red Room Night Puzzle

- Noose

- Bloxy Cola

- Arsenic Jar

- Trapdoor Lock

- Purple Cloth

- 11037

- Passcode Room

- Sans’ Account

- Hair On Torch

- Passcode Room Glowstone

- Magic Acid

- Burnt Message

 

 

-ISLAND TRIAL START-

Notes:

Thanks for reading all the way up to this point, it's a lot to read, and I'm glad you've got to experience my story!

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Chapter 72: Chapter 4 [V] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Hi everyone, sorry that this chapter took a while, busy with exams.

Hope you enjoy, it's time to get the trial kicking.

~CHAPTER 72~

The Cast:

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI) -[MISSING!]-

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

- Monomi File #1

- Steve’s Injury

- Poisoned Pizza

- Leafy’s “Skin”

- Leafy’s Transformation

- Noob’s List

- Red’s Account

- Teleporter Keyword

- Steve’s Memories

- Noob’s Memories

- Memory Injection

- Arsenal

- Stinging On Waluigi’s Neck

- Waluigi’s Neck Marks

- State of Waluigi’s Body

- Bloodstain on Wall

- Waluigi’s Negotiation

- Monomi File #2

- Mdiehamgarsnnidt

- Red Room Night Puzzle

- Noose

- Bloxy Cola

- Arsenic Jar

- Trapdoor Lock

- Purple Cloth

- 11037

- Passcode Room

- Sans’ Account

- Hair On Torch

- Passcode Room Glowstone

- Magic Acid

- Burnt Message

 

-ISLAND TRIAL START-

 

Monomi: “Now, let’s begin with a super simple explanation of the class-

 

Sans: “shut it…”

 

Monomi: “Kyaaah~! Why do all of you hate me?!”

 

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Red: “Oh golly giggity gosh! I sure do wonder…”

 

Monomi: “Aww… Well, I still believe in you guys, so I’ll leave it to you~! Please find out the killer, or killers… Puhuhuhu! Let hope be your torch!”

 

Gandhi: “I think the poor thing’s confused…”

 

Light: “Hah… There might be a few quirks in that remote thing… It’s designed for Monokuma, not that rip-off.”

 

Gandhi: “So… Where do we start…?”

 

Sans: “i…”

 

Gandhi: “Hm…”

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Noob: “H-Hey guys… What’s with the silence…?”

 

Sans: “w-well… the trials usually started with homer wildly accusin’ someone of bein’ the killer… come to think of it… two outta three times, he was right…”

 

Red: “Crap… Looks like we need someone else to cook up with a crack theory!”

 

Red slouched down on his chair, while avoiding contact with his still visibly aching hands.

 

Red: “So… Steve Simpson… Ya’ got anything on mind…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “It’d be stupid just to jump right to the killer… Why don’t we look at the evidence first…”

 

Mr Basilface: “Hmm… Oh goody! Which case should we look at first?!”

 

Trainer Red scowled at the doll.

 

Noob: “U-Um… Maybe Leafy…? I mean, she was the one w-who we… Discovered… First…”

 

Light: “Actually… I believe we should look at Waluigi’s case first.”

 

Sans: “uh… why…? to derail the fact that you’re the killer?”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha! Shut up, ingrate! Just let me do the talking!”

 

Noob: “E-Eep!”

 

Mr Basilface: “Wow! Light sure is… A scary guy!”

 

Light: “Now… I believe the case will go along the most smoothly if we discuss Waluigi’s now mangled body… Ahah… Haha…”

 

Gandhi: “Is… That funny to you…?”

 

Light: “Hahahaha… Imbeciles… Degenerate imbeciles… You can’t even see the irony…?”

 

Sans: “i guess he has a point though… waluigi probably died first… he was found in the night-circus after all…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

- Steve’s Memories

- Leafy’s “Skin”

- Mdiehamgarsnnidt

- Teleporter Keyword

- Waluigi’s Neck Marks

 

Mr Basilface: “Oooh~! This is exciting! I love discussing things!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “No you don’t…”

 

Red: “So u think waluigi died first but can u prove it?”

 

Sans: “u-ugh… maybe…?”

 

Gandhi: “Please, Sans. Put some “backbone” into it.”

 

Sans: “shut up, gandhi…”

 

Noob: “I mean… Waluigi was found in the night circus, while Leafy was killed during the day…”

 

Noob: “I-Isn’t that enough to confirm that Waluigi died first?!”

 

Red: “Nah”

 

Noob: “But… I mean… It’s not like he could teleport…”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… Are you sure about that…?”

 

Sans: “hol’ up… somethin’s coming back to me… i’m pretty sure there was a way to swap between the circuses without the passage of time.”

 

 

Teleporter Keyword -> It’s not like he could teleport

 

Steve: “No, that’s wrong!”

 

Noob: “H-Huh… Wait, he could teleport?!”

 

Steve: “Well… Remember the teleporter we used during the investigation to swap between circuses?”

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah… But didn’t he need a keyword, that only Light knew…?”

 

Light: “That’s true, but maybe he figured out the keyword on his own, or maybe I told him it…”

 

Sans: “heheh… i somehow doubt i can imagine light screaming “dalalalala, magic powers”, or whatever, at anyone, even if it helped his plan.”

 

Red: “Idk… Light femboy theory?????”

 

Light: “I don’t engage in that degenerate crap.”

 

Red: “Sounds like internalised homophobia ngl”

 

Trainer Red: “C-Can we not bring politics into this conversation?!”

 

Steve: “Stop derailing. It seems unlikely that Light would share the password, let alone with Waluigi, his nemesis, regardless of how his self-consciousness plays into this.”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… In that case… Are you the killer, Light?”

 

Light smirked wildly.

 

Light: “Ahahaha… Who knows…”

 

Noob: “He’s got a point… You could’ve smuggled Waluigi through the teleporter, and then…”

 

Gandhi: “Killed him at the night circus to create the impression that he died first...”

 

Trainer Red: “Unlikely. Why would Light even obscure the crime, if being the second killer meant he wasn’t even the blackened?”

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Steve: (“I… I don’t want to believe it… But I don’t think it’s possible that Light’s the killer this time…”)

 

Steve: (“Though, there’s no concrete evidence, but rather… a philosophy… that proves it can’t be Light.”)

 

-EMOTION POINTER!-

 

- Select someone to prove that the killer can’t be Light!

 

 

 

-> Light

 

Steve: “Light, actually… You can’t be the killer… Isn’t that right…?”

 

Light: “Oh…?”

 

Steve: “I mean, you said it yourself, when we first met up… You had a belief that you’re the chosen one, destined to survive and win with the mastermind.”

 

Light: “Oh, I suppose that’s true, isn’t it?”

 

Steve: “In that case, you can’t be the killer, since you wouldn’t want to win the killing game by yourself.”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”

 

Sans: “jeez… calm down… you were literally on his side three seconds ago…”

 

Trainer Red: “Light’s philosophy might as well be a lie! Believing without evidence is tantamount to perjury!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Does a motive not count as hard evidence, Trainer Red? That’s what we used to determine Gundham was the killer in the second trial.”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Fine…”

 

Steve: “We should probably move onto the cause of death… If we spend all this time waffling and accusing… We aren’t gonna gonna get anywhere.”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “I suppose you’re right.”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

- Noose

- Waluigi’s Neck Marks

- Bloodstain on Wall

- Arsenic Jar

- State of Waluigi’s Body

 

Noob: “The cause of death… Waluigi was…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Red: “you can say decapitated bro its not a bad word or smth”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Light: “So, he was decapitated, hmmm…?”

 

Sans: “yeah… i think that’s pretty undeniable ”

 

Light: “Heh… But does that mean that it was the true cause of death…?”

 

Noob: “W-Wait… What are you hinting at…?”

 

Light: “Who knows… Perhaps he was decapitated to disguise the true cause…?”

 

Mr Basilface: “Ooh~! I suppose you’re right! Anything else could’ve killed him…”

 

Red: “Yeah maybe he was shot…”

 

Trainer Red: “Or poisoned…”

 

Noob: “Or stabbed in the heart…”

 

Sans: “can we talk about something other than, murder for a second…?”

 

Trainer Red: “This is a murder trial, idiot.”

 

State of Waluigi’s Body -> stabbed in the heart

 

 

Steve: “No, that’s wrong!”

 

Noob: “Argh… I’m wrong again…?”

 

Noob: “W-What if that’s because I’m the killer, and I just don’t know it…?!”

 

Steve: “Noob. You know that’s not true.

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah, you’re right…”

 

Steve: ”Anyways, I hate to admit all of those possibilities are plausible, except one… Waluigi’s body was clean… So being stabbed in the heart couldn’t be a possibility…”

 

Steve: “Any damage to the head is still possible, though…”

 

Mr Basilface: “Owch! Being stabbed in the head must hurt! Maybe Waluigi should try one of my special herbs!”

 

Red: “Basil does weed? Maybe this guy is more based than I thought…”

 

Mr Basilface: “Hey! It’s not “weed”! That’s illegal!”

 

The doll rocked back and forth.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Monomi… Is killing dolls against the rules?”

 

Monomi: “Er… Um… Fair question… J-Just please don’t kill Mr Basilface! He’s super important to this case!”

 

Trainer Red rolled his eyes dryly.

 

Gandhi: “So then… What are the other possibilities…?”

 

Steve: “Well… Off the top of my head, there was something in the crime scene that took me off guard…”

 

Steve: “Chances are, it might be the murder weapon…”

 

Trainer Red: “Hm…?”

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Noose

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “There was a noose at the crime scene. I can’t think of any other reason for it to be left there other than to hang Waluigi.”

 

Red: “A noose… Doesn’t that imply…?”

 

Sans: “i mean… you can hang someone forcefully… i-it doesn’t necessarily have to be a suicide…”

 

Red: “I-It’s still odd…”

 

Red: “Somethin’s sus about this!”

 

-Rebuttal Showdown-

 

- Bloodstain on Wall

- Red Room Night Puzzle

- Arsenal

- Waluigi’s Neck Marks

- Stinging on Waluigi’s Neck

- Steve’s Injury

 

Red: “Waluigi dyin’ by a noose…”

 

Red: “That seems to suggest it was suicide!”

 

Red: “Les’ be real, Waluigi’s the only one here who’d never off himself.”

 

Red: “There’s no evidence.”

 

 

-> Waluigi’s Neck Marks

 

Steve: “If you noticed the remains of Waluigi’s neck, you’d notice that there’s neck marks… From that we can easily infer that the noose was used on Waluigi.”

 

Red: “Psssht… Nonsense, nonsense…”

 

Red: “Waluigi… Wouldn’t do that! He’s… not like that….”

 

Red: “And if you’re suggesting he was strangled, that’s just as braindead…”

 

Red: “Waluigi was seriously cracked… If anyone tried ta’ strangle him, they’d get blasted into human flavoured KFC.”

 

Mr Basilface: “Mmmm, KFC… Crunchy munchy!”

 

Red: “Either way… There’s no way you’re seriously suggestin’ that a noose was the murder weapon!”

 

 

-> Bloodstain on Wall

 

Steve: “You’re right, Red… I’m not suggesting a noose was the murder weapon!”

 

Red: “H-Huh…?”

 

Steve: “Remember the bloodstain on the wall near his body…? Obviously, that couldn’t have been caused by the noose, could it?”

 

Red: “So you are agreein’ with me? Stop flippin’ sides like a kid with a lightswitch…”

 

Light: “But… If you observe the pattern of blood, It’s not quite right for a decapitation, either, is it?”

 

Red: “O-Oh…”

 

Sans: “so you’re sayin’ there was somethin’ else in between…?”

 

Red: “You mean like a… Noosecapitation…?!”

 

Gandhi: “I suppose it’s not implausible.”

 

Steve: “I’m just saying the noose was likely used, but it wasn’t the finishing blow… I mean, that noose didn’t look like it could work…”

 

Red: “Yeah… Did ya’ see the thickness on that thing… Definitely not enough to hang a person… Well, maybe if it was a spindly-head like Basil…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Sans: “uh… where did ya’ learn so much about nooses…?”

 

Red just whistled mysteriously, eliciting a memory from Steve.

 

Steve: (“Ugh… Something’s so off about that guy… I just can’t… Put my finger on it…”)

 

Light: “Anyways, let’s just cut to the chase and discuss what might have been the actual murder weapon… I’m waiting impatiently for that execution…”

 

Noob: “U-Ugh… Gross…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

- Monomi File #2

- Red’s Account

- Noob’s Memories

- Arsenal

- Bloxy Cola

 

Sans: “so the idea now is that the noose wasn’t the main murder weapon…”

 

Mr Basilface: “Hmm… Then what was the actual murder weapon…?”

 

Mr Basilface: “Hmm… Maybe it was a [[The AI’s response was deemed inappropriate and unsuitable for viewers. Please report to a technician if the AI discusses disturbing topics.]]

 

Red: “Basil’s spittin’ mad facts today. I'm starting to think we should keep him over the old Basil.”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… A gun seems like the simplest possibility…”

 

Red: “Huh…? A gun…? Where’d could ya’ get a gun from…? They don’t jus’ come fallin’ down from the sky like rain, snow and monokuma corpses…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “You literally had a gun.”

 

Red: “Ehehehe… Oops… Slip of the tongue…?”

 

Sans: “still… other possibilities are on the table…”

 

Sans: “maybe one of the asteroids from the space puzzle…”

 

Light: “That’d be far too heavy… And obvious too…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… Perhaps one of those Pokéman Creatures from Trainer Red’s challenge?!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “It’s “Pokémon”, and no.”

 

Noob: “Yeah… Basil told me that was just a little seedling thing… I don’t think it’d have the power to kill someone… Let alone Waluigi…”

 

 

Arsenal -> gun

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Gandhi: “Aha! I knew I was onto something…”

 

Steve: “There was a definite source of guns in the dark circus… The orange room was loaded with guns.”

 

Sans: “right… i remember that place… some kinda arsenal… no clue what it was doin’ in a circus, but hey…”

 

Red: “Shooting annoying kids.”

 

Sans: “we live in a society.”

 

Trainer Red: “Nothing was Circus-related in the “Dark Circus” anyways. It was likely an abandoned research facility.”

 

Red: “I suppose havin’ guns ain’t that much of a surprise then…”

 

Steve: “Wait a second…”

 

Noob: “S-Steve…?”

 

Steve: “I mean, hasn’t it been hanging over our heads this entire time…?”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Ehehehe…”

 

Steve: “I mean… When you think about it… It’s obvious… The killer in this case, it’s…”

 

-Select Someone-

 

 

…

 

 

 

Steve: “Red, you’re the killer, aren’t you?”

Notes:

Hmmm... Accusations, accusations, accusations. But in this world of twists and turns, could Steve have a point?

What are your thoughts and theories?

Chapter 73: Chapter 4 [W] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Hi, welcome back to another chapter in our double-murder investigations...

I wonder where we're gonna go this time.

This one's short but, maybe it'll reveal something new!

~CHAPTER 73~

The Cast:

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI) -[MISSING!]-

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

- Monomi File #1

- Steve’s Injury

- Poisoned Pizza

- Leafy’s “Skin”

- Leafy’s Transformation

- Noob’s List

- Red’s Account

- Teleporter Keyword

- Steve’s Memories

- Noob’s Memories

- Memory Injection

- Arsenal

- Stinging On Waluigi’s Neck

- Waluigi’s Neck Marks

- State of Waluigi’s Body

- Bloodstain on Wall

- Waluigi’s Negotiation

- Monomi File #2

- Mdiehamgarsnnidt

- Red Room Night Puzzle

- Noose

- Bloxy Cola

- Arsenic Jar

- Trapdoor Lock

- Purple Cloth

- 11037

- Passcode Room

- Sans’ Account

- Hair On Torch

- Passcode Room Glowstone

- Magic Acid

- Burnt Message

 

 

 

Steve: “Red, you’re the killer, aren’t you?”

 

Red: “uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh”

 

Red: “no”

 

Gandhi: “That… Didn’t seem like a good defence, Red…”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… It’s time you give us a proper answer, Red.”

 

Steve: (“Why do I feel… Relief…? Relief that he’s the killer and not anyone else…?”)

 

Noob: “I mean, it makes sense, right! He shot you, and he tried to remove my memories!”

 

Noob: “That means you’re totally the killer, Red!”

 

Red: “Ehehehehe… Heh… B-But my plan wouldn’t be so frickin’ obvious, right?!”

 

Red: “Eheheh…”

 

Steve: “Hmm… It wouldn’t be so obvious, if there wasn’t someone who remembered.”

 

Red: “Huh…?”

 

Steve: “You tried to make us forget about meeting you in the night. You did it by shooting me, which was successful, however, you used a separate method to make Noob forget.”

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Memory Injection

 

Steve: “You tried to use an injection to make Noob forget about you attacking him, however… The injection was a failure, and he still remembered…”

 

Steve: “A small flaw in your plan made it completely exposed. How does it feel to be the most obvious killer yet?”

 

Red: “Feels good man”

 

Steve: “What…?”

 

Red: “Nah jk im not the killer”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Yes you are. It’s plain as day.”

 

Red: “Is anyone supportin’ me here?! Like, c’mon. It’d be such a boring trial if I was just sent off and executed right away…”

 

Mr Basilface: “Oh, sure buddy! I’ll defend you!”

 

-Team Rebuttal Showdown!-

 

- Magic Acid

- Noob’s Memories

- Steve’s Memories

- Monomi File #2

- Stinging on Waluigi’s Neck

- Hair on Torch

 

~Steve and Trainer Red vs Red and Mr Basilface!~

 

Red: “Why don’t we look at the actual evidence here?”

 

Mr Basilface: “Yeah! Don’t go around accusing my buddy Redzy!”

 

Red: “Heh… The broken doll’s onta’ somethin’... Les’ think about the weapons here!”

 

Red: “I don’t have nothin’ on me that suggests I could decapitate Waluigi!”

 

Mr Basilface: “He’s right! There’s no possible weapon that Redso could use!”

 

 

-> Magic Acid

 

Trainer Red: “Shut up, you unholy freak of nature. Just being beside you is making me squirm…”

 

Trainer Red: “There’s an obvious weapon in plain sight that could’ve been used… The magic acid.”

 

Red: “Eh… Sure, that might explain why his head looks so unevenly cut, but like… Isn’t the idea of dunkin’ his head in acid like a donut a bit… I dunno, stupid?”

 

Mr Basilface: “Yeah, my friend’s right! It’d be pretty difficult to drag a tough guy like him into the acid!”

 

Red: “And besides… It ain’t like there was any evidence that acid was used… Checkmate.”

 

 

-> Stinging on Waluigi’s Neck

 

Steve: “Let me cut through those words, Red. When I tried to inspect Waluigi’s neck, I felt a stinging sensation.”

 

Noob: “You touched acid…? Are you okay…?”

 

Steve: “I’m fine. But nevertheless, the stinging means there had to be some sort of leftover acid on Waluigi’s neck.”

 

Gandhi: “Have you got that checked out, Steven…? Stings from such a deadly acid could get worse…”

 

Sans: “well, it’s not like we have a doctor to check this sorta stuff out for us…”

 

Gandhi: “Right…”

 

Steve: “Well then Red, any last words.”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Oh noooooooooooo… Ya’ got me!”

 

Sans: “pfftt… thanks for at least givin’ up early.”

 

Red: “So, yep! I was the one who dipped Waluigi in acid and left him to rot…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “T-That’s disgusting! Why did you do that…?! WHY?!”

 

Red: “Oh… uh…”

 

-EMOTION POINTER!-

 

- Select Someone To Verify Red’s Motive

 

 

-> Steve

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: (“Red… There’s something sick about him… Something, disgusting, vile, writhing underneath that suit…”)

 

Steve: (“Something sinister… I can’t fully remember, but…”)

 

Steve: “Red, you just did this for the sake of it, didn’t you?”

 

Red: “Ehehehe… Now finally, someone’s onta’ somethin’!”

 

Red shrugged nonchalantly.

 

Red: “Yep! I just did it for the lols”

 

Gandhi: “W-What?!”

 

Red: “I did it for the lols”

 

Gandhi stared at Red solemnly.

 

Gandhi: “Red… I-I could’ve sworn there was humanity in you… I even saw myself in you…”

 

Red: “lol XD l + ratio + didn’t ask + cope + i had kids with ur mom”

 

Gandhi: “My mother… Is dead…”

 

Red: “Nobody asked”

 

Mr Basilface: “Stop! What about the young audience?! That’s inappropriate, Red!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “M-Maybe that’s slightly more accurate to the real Basil…”

 

Gandhi: “Why Red…? Just why?”

 

Red: “Cuz ur mom was hot”

 

Light: “Gandhi. It’s time you stop reasoning with a worthless degenerate like him.”

 

Light rolled his eyes and sighed.

 

Light: “Don’t get me wrong… All of you are detestable in your own unique ways, but Red… He’s a different type of human garbage.”

 

Light: “Human garbage so intense to the extent where you question whether or not he’s really human at all…”

 

Light: “Ahahahahaha!! That’s it! That must be it!”

 

Steve: (“T-That must be what…? I mean, it’s impossible to deny the malice behind Red right now… But is Light questioning whether…”)

 

Light: “Red… Are you really a human?”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Eheh… Ehehehe…”

 

Red: “That’s a great question, Light… Now why don’t we discuss it after the trial?!”

 

Sans: “a-after the trial… but… uh… won’t you be dead…”

 

Noob: “I-Is he gonna try to survive the execution?!”

 

Red: “Nah…”

 

Light: “Isn’t it clear to see…?”

 

Red: “Yep. I killed Waluigi”

 

Steve felt a dark eminence grow from Red’s once shrunken position. Maybe it was just in Steve’s head, but he could feel Red’s malice.

 

 

Red: “But that doesn’t mean I killed Leafy.”

Notes:

Hmmm... Where's Red going with this...

Is he bluffing? And if not, who's the real killer?

Chapter 74: Chapter 4 [X] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Welcome back everyone, to another chapter. Last chapter was a bit short, so I'll make up for it with this somewhat longer chapter.

Let's see who points fingers at who. It's time to continue the trial!

~CHAPTER 74~

The Cast:

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI) -[MISSING!]-

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

TRUTH BULLETS

- Monomi File #1

- Steve’s Injury

- Poisoned Pizza

- Leafy’s “Skin”

- Leafy’s Transformation

- Noob’s List

- Red’s Account

- Teleporter Keyword

- Steve’s Memories

- Noob’s Memories

- Memory Injection

- Arsenal

- Stinging On Waluigi’s Neck

- Waluigi’s Neck Marks

- State of Waluigi’s Body

- Bloodstain on Wall

- Waluigi’s Negotiation

- Monomi File #2

- Mdiehamgarsnnidt

- Red Room Night Puzzle

- Noose

- Bloxy Cola

- Arsenic Jar

- Trapdoor Lock

- Purple Cloth

- 11037

- Passcode Room

- Sans’ Account

- Hair On Torch

- Passcode Room Glowstone

- Magic Acid

- Burnt Message

 

 

 

Red: “Yep. I killed Waluigi”

 

Red: “But that doesn’t mean I killed Leafy.”

 

Sans: “shoot… then did leafy die first…?”

 

Noob: “W-Wait… Hold on, that's impossible! Waluigi died during the night… It’s really unlikely he knew how to use the teleporter after all!”

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Steve: (“Waluigi dying first is the conclusion we first thought of… But is it necessarily true…?”)

 

Steve: (“Actually… I have something… Something that verifies that Waluigi couldn’t have died during the night.”)

 

- Select Evidence

 

 

-> Monomi File #2

 

Steve: “Gandhi… Can I just confirm something…?”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm…?”

 

Steve: “You saw Waluigi this morning, right?”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed. He appeared distressed, and was in a hurry, so I decided it’d be best not to bother him…”

 

Gandhi: “Looking back on it, that was a horrible regret…”

 

Red: “Still, that confirms it, huh? Waluigi musta’ died the morning after.”

 

Red: “Noob, your amoebic thinkin’ ain’t cuttin’ it for the trial.”

 

Noob: “H-Hey!”

 

Mr Basilface: “Red! I’m still shocked! J-Just why would you do it?! I thought we were friends!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Red: “shut tf up”

 

Red pulled out a glock and shot Mr Basilface several times until he started malfunctioning.

 

Mr B4s1lf4c3: “Zzzzrrt… W-WHyyy…. WHHHYyyyyy…?”

 

 

The broken Basilface turned its broken head over to Trainer Red now instead.

 

Mr B4s1lf4c3: “W-Why…? H-Ho-ow c-could you…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Mr B4s1lf4c3: “P-P-Pleaaaas22eee help me…”

 

Trainer Red shuddered.

 

Its broken eyes went black, and after some mechanical whirring, it went silent.

 

Noob: “Mr Basilface…? Can we bring him back…?”

 

Red: “Its just a machine bro”

 

Monomi: “Hey, hey! I’m just a machine! Are you a meanie, Mr Red?!”

 

Red: “I’m not a meanie. I’m a psychopath… Big difference, Monomi…”

 

Monomi: “Oopsies! My bad! Hey, maybe I’m a psychopath too… Maybe that’s why I’ve been obsessing so much over death lately!”

 

Red turned his face back to everyone else.

 

Red: “Now then islanders, let’s ignore the tragic and pointless loss of the mentally handicapped plumber and move onto more important matters, Leafy’s murder!”

 

Gandhi: “T-That feels horrible, though… W-Was it all in vain…?”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “No… No it wasn’t…”

 

Gandhi: “H-Hmmmm?”

 

Noob: “Don’t tell me Waluigi’s death was in vain! He was our leader! He taught us!”

 

Noob: “He taught us what it meant to be a hero, he taught us what it meant to persevere, even when the world’s against you! He taught us what it meant to never give up!”

 

Light: “Ahaha… Hahaha…”

 

Light clapped his hands with eyes dripping with sark.

 

Light: “That man taught you nothing. All he taught you was to become scum…”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Don’t all of you see it…?! Nubert is being corrupted…! How long will it be until he loses his innocent form for something much more dangerous and violent?!”

 

Light: “He’ll become just like the rest of you… Degeneracy spreads like disease…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “H-He’s… Right.”

 

Steve: “Light, just shut up! The only thing that’s been ruining Noob is YOU!”

 

Light: “Hahaha… Just the answer I’ve expected… I’m the lone wolf as always…”

 

Light: “Well… It’s more like you’re all the wolves, filthy savages…”

 

Gandhi gave Light a slap across the face.

 

Light: “W-What…? Gandhi?!”

 

Gandhi: “I’ve now realised I’m glad to sit beside you, just so I could do that to you.”

 

Red: “Thank you for shutting him up, Gandhi.”

 

Red: “Now, why don’t we find out the freaking murderer?!”

 

Sans: “i guess so… let’s start with the cause of death, i guess… that should be clear enough…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

- Monomi File #1

- Poisoned Pizza

- Leafy’s “Skin”

- Leafy’s Transformation

- Noob’s List

 

Red: “Ehehehe… Leafy’s cause of death… What could it possibly be…?”

 

Sans: “don’t act like it isn’t obvious… all of us saw it, plain as day.”

 

Gandhi: “Correct, Leafy was poisoned.”

 

Red: “Oooooohhhh… But is that really the case?!”

 

Red: “Maybe she was swallowed whole!”

 

Red: “Or blown to pieces…”

 

Red: “Ehehehehe… Maybe she even fell to her death!”

 

Noob: “S-Stop it!!”

 

Red: “Eh… What about decapitation, huh?”

 

Gandhi: “Red… Her head was clearly intact.”

 

 

 

Poisoned Pizza -> Leafy was poisoned

 

Steve: “Stop messing with the trial and being a scummy for no reason, Red. We know poisoning is the cause of death.”

 

Steve: “Sans taste-tested the pizza, and figured out that it was probably poisoned.”

 

Sans: “definitely poisoned…”

 

Red: “Bingo… There’s the answer. Ehehehe… I was only testing you…”

 

Noob: “E-Ew… Stop acting like my teacher…”

 

Light: “So, the pizza was poisoned, correct…?”

 

Sans: “i mean yeah… it didn’t taste like vomit for no reason…”

 

Red: “u sure it wasn’t just a skill issue?”

 

Sans: “yeah… i don’t think it’s possible to make a pizza that bad without a deadly poison…”

 

Trainer Red: “So, have we got a way to narrow down the poison used? Knowing that could determine the killer.”

 

Steve: (“Yep… I believe we do. I have the evidence here.”)

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Noob’s List

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “Noob! You’ve got a list of the ingredients you found in the kitchen, right?!”

 

Noob: “Oh yeah! I’m glad I c-could help, for once!”

 

Noob handed Steve over his list.

 

Steve: “Obviously, we’ve got regular stuff you’d find in a kitchen: dough, cheese, purple ketchup, yellow tomatoes, sprinkles…”

 

Red: “That sounds vile… I can’t believe five of you collectively decided that it was a good idea to make a pizza with yellow tomatoes, purple ketchup and goddamn sprinkles?!”

 

Gandhi: “I-It was mostly Leafy’s idea…”

 

Red: “I don’t care… That pizza sounds gayer than whatever Basil hides in his closet.”

 

Trainer Red clenched his teeth.

 

Steve: “Anyways, what’s more important are the actual toxic materials, which Leafy delivered to us in a sack…”

 

Steve: “Asbestos, hydrochloric acid, vegemite… Any of that stuff could kill someone…”

 

Sans: “being made of metal must’ve really messed up her taste if she thought those were good ingredients…”

 

Trainer Red: “Even still… We need a means to determine exactly which poison killed her…”

 

Sans: “yo, steve… you’re usually the one with the evidence. ya’ got an answer to that?”

 

Steve: “U-Um… Yeah, I think I do.”

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Leafy’s “Skin”

 

Steve: “Leafy’s, uh, “skin”, was greyed out, right? That should provide us the clue we need.”

 

Trainer Red: “Correct.”

 

Light: “Ah… I see how it is… How interesting…”

 

Sans: “mind givin’ us an answer…?”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… Haha…”

 

Light: “No.”

 

Steve: (“Light’s been weirdly unproductive this trial. He’s usually the first to catch onto things, is there something up with him…?”)

 

Trainer Red: “We should consider the symptoms of each of the three poisons, to determine which aligns with Leafy’s cause of death.”

 

Gandhi: “Hydrochloric acid is a common lab acid, if I’m correct. It should apply severe burns to the skin at high concentrations.”

 

Red: “Asbestos is the kinda stuff that Homer put in his coffee. Probably not immediately able to kill you, but it might cause long term poisoning and lung damage if you continue to take it for too long. Prolly’ gonna mess up the brain too, hence the Homer allegory.”

 

Red: “That said… Swallowing asbestos whole would probably taste like glass. Feel free to try at home, kids.”

 

Noob: “No thanks…”

 

Steve: “A-And… What about vegemite…?”

 

Light: “It’s not a poison I’ve ever studied, but perhaps Gandhi would know.”

 

Gandhi: “Vegemite is most likely the most deadly of the poisons in that sack. It’d cause vomiting, nausea, immense pain, and eventual death…”

 

Noob: “Ugh… That sounds disgusting…”

 

Steve: (“Hmm… Amongst the possibilities… Which one of these stands out as what was used to kill Leafy…?”)

 

- Hydrochloric Acid

- Asbestos

- Vegemite

- None

 

 

-> None

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “Out of the options, you’ve all mentioned, I can’t see any of them killing Leafy.”

 

Steve: “Hydrochloric acid would lead to burns, which obviously weren’t present on Leafy.”

 

Steve: “Meanwhile, asbestos would scar the lung, and, considering how it’s a sharp, thin material, would probably make some blood…”

 

Steve: “Finally, vegemite would’ve resulted in vomiting, and eventual death, but as far I’ve heard, Leafy’s death was fairly immediate.”

 

Gandhi: “That’s true…”

 

Steve: “Earlier… Red suggested that the only possibility was for one of the five of us making the pizza to sneak a poison into the pizza and serve it to Basil while secretly killing him…”

 

Steve: “But since none of the poisons appear to be what caused Leafy’s death, that doesn’t seem to be the case here.”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… So does that mean that it’s someone else who killed Leafy…?”

 

Noob: “I mean, it makes sense right…? Between Steve, Grandpa Gandhi, Sans, Waluigi and Leafy herself, I can’t see any of you guys being willing to kill someone!”

 

Trainer Red: “Don’t accuse us without logic.”

 

Steve: “Still… We have logic to back things up. None of the poisons seemed to match the description for what killed Leafy, so maybe it’s something else…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

- Leafy’s Transformation

- Steve’s Memories

- Arsenic Jar

- Bloxy Cola

- Burnt Message

 

Gandhi: Are none of the poisons a possibility…? I mean… It’s a relief that none of us could be the killer…”

 

Trainer Red: “I’m not certain… Perhaps we’ve overlooked something…”

 

Sans: “heheh… no idea, but i don’t think gandhi or steve are gonna be killin’ anyone.”

 

Light: “Hmph… Have we confirmed that Nubert actually listed all the ingredients…?”

 

Noob: “Agh! Don’t tell me I missed one…”

 

Red: “Or maybe the poison came from somewhere else, ya’ know?”

 

Light: “Then what about the ingredients… Have we missed a side effect?”

 

 

Arsenic Jar -> poison came from somewhere else

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Red: “Heh… I had a “gut feeling”…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, I think there’s a missing poison that we haven’t accounted for. The arsenic jar.”

 

Gandhi: “There was a jar of arsenic?”

 

Steve: “Yeah, but here’s the catch. A jar of arsenic was used, but it wasn’t in Leafy’s sack, but rather in the dark circus.”

 

Sans: “w-wait… does that mean…?”

 

Steve: “Yep. The killer must’ve added the poison during the night.”

 

Noob: “Wait… That doesn’t seem possible… You guys were with the pizza while you were cooking it, and you guys were also around it during the next morning…”

 

Noob: “At night, all of us got transferred to the dark circus, but the pizza remained…”

 

Gandhi: “So… That means it still has to be one of us that poisoned the pizza, since the only possible times to poison the pizza were when we were guarding it.”

 

Steve: “No… That can’t be the case, because…”

 

- Someone moved from the dark circus to the light circus

- There was a sixth member hidden within the group

- Dwayne the Rock Johnson snuck in during the night and poisoned the pizza

 

 

-> Someone moved from the dark circus to the light circus

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “Someone must’ve moved from the dark circus to the light circus during the night.”

 

Noob: “W-Wait… But we’ve already mentioned that’s impossible!”

 

Steve: “Well… Not if you were a certain individual…”

 

-Select Someone-

 

…

 

 

 

-> Light

 

Steve: “Light. It’s you, isn’t it? You’re the one who poisoned the pizza!”

 

Steve: “I mean, you’re the only option! The only one with access to the teleporter!”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha…”

 

Light stared at Steve with blunt disappointment.

 

Light: “Seriously, Steven Oak, I thought you were smarter than this.”

 

Steve: “W-What?!”

 

Sans: “hold on… that sounds like a bunch of deflecting to me…”

 

Steve: (“It’s weird… Light sounded so sincere just there… Is he really the killer?”)

 

Light: “I’m not the killer. You’ve got it all wrong. Bias has once again got in your way.”

 

Trainer Red: “I have to admit he has a point.”

 

Noob: “Liar! You’re clearly the killer! I mean, look at everyone here! Does it look like anyone other than you would kill someone?!”

 

Noob scanned around the room and kind of defeated his own point with the unrestrained malice of Red glancing at him in a corner.

 

Noob: “Haha…”

 

Light: “See… This is where naivety leads you… It leads you down a path of ignorance… Of stupidity…”

 

Noob: “Ugh… C-Can I not just believe in my friends…?!”

 

Trainer Red: “Such a philosophy is moronic. If we just “believed” then we would’ve all been executed in Homer’s case. Sometimes, appearances are deceptive.”

 

Gandhi: “Light. I have to admit that you have an excellent facade, perfectly composed, even when you’re the killer, but…”

 

Gandhi: “Ultimately it’s a lie. It’s up to us to split it open.”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “Oh dear, I said the word, didn’t I?”

 

-Split Opinion-

 

-Is Light the Killer?-

 

-Light is the Killer!-

- Steve -Arsenic, Motive

- Noob - Believe, Calculated

- Sans - Code, Messing

- Gandhi - Poison, Hurt

 

-Light Isn’t the Killer!-

- Light

- Red

- Trainer Red

 

 

Red: “Anyone coulda’ snuck up to the pizza and added poison whenever they felt like it.”

 

Gandhi: “Incorrect. We’ve already established that the pizza was firmly guarded, and the only one who could poison it at night was Light.”

 

Trainer Red: “Just because you believe in your friends doesn’t mean they don’t have the capacity to murder.”

 

Noob: “I don’t care! I really believe that Gandhi, Sans and Steve have no reason to kill!”

 

Light: “It’s true that I could’ve given anyone the teleporter code.”

 

Sans: “yeah, but you said it yourself… you’re a lone wolf. i can’t think of any reason for you to give someone that code.”

 

Trainer Red: “Logically, it’s possible that Gandhi or Sans could’ve used the arsenic on the pizza in the morning.”

 

Steve: “That’s true, but there’s no reason for them to specifically use the arsenic when there’s three other poisons right at the table!”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… This discussion is trivial! Hasn’t Steven already clarified that I’m the chosen one, and hence have no motive to kill?!”

 

Steve: “Actually, there’s a motive here I can see only you doing. You killed Leafy after Waluigi had died to reduce the number of players without getting executed.”

 

Red: “Enough of the bull, Light wouldn’t hurt a fly.”

 

Gandhi: “Ahem… Light is a serial killer who’s killed hundreds of people before… He’d hurt a lot more than just a fly…”

 

Red: “Yeah lol im just messing”

 

Sans: “heheh… i’m all for messing, but we’re doin’ a trial right now, and the fact that you’re wastin’ time messin’ proves that your side is wrong…”

 

Light: “I’m much too calculated to carry out a plan like this!”

 

Noob: “Maybe in previous trials, yeah, but I’m not seeing it right now! You seem too insane to be calculated right now!”

 

Everyone: (“This is our answer!”)

 

Light: “W-What did you just say to me…?”

 

Noob: “I said it, and I’ll say it again! You’re getting more and more insane!”

 

Light: “...?”

 

Light fixated his eyes on the ground in agitation.

 

Light: “Gh… T-That’s not….”

 

Light: “Ahahahahah…! You idiot! I’m perfectly sane right now! Any mania you’re seeing is just a ruse!”

 

Light stared at everyone with his usual grimacing, off-the-walls look.

 

Light: “So, you’ve all come to the conclusion at this point that I’m the killer, correct?!”

 

Trainer Red: “Correct.”

 

Red: “Yep…? Any last words, pardner in crime?”

 

Light: “Ahahahahahaha…! Fools! Idiots…!”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Are you freaking braindead?!”

 

Sans: “hey, not in front of the kid…”

 

Light: “It was specifically directed at the kid.”

 

Noob: “U-Urgh...”

 

Red: “Just shut tf up light and pick on someone your own size”

 

Steve: (“...?”)

 

Steve: (“D-Did I just hear that from Red…?”)

 

Light: “Ahahahahaha…! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

 

Light: “Me, the… BLACKENED?! I would never.”

 

Light pulled out a slice of the pizza from his pocket.

 

A smile cracked open on the right side of his slightly sweating face.

 

Light: “Now… I suppose I’ll have to make a visual demonstration for the intellectually disabled amongst our group.”

 

Light took half of the pizza and chewed it, before swallowing it whole.

 

He gagged, and then stopped.

 

Light: “Okay, Sans, I can see why you thought that was poisoned… It does taste disgusting, but nonetheless, it’s perfectly fine.”

 

Noob: “Wh-What… Are you kidding?!”

 

Sans: “heheh… nice try, light, swapping out the poisoned chalice… we’ve all seen that trick before…”

 

Light tossed the remaining piece of pizza over to Sans.

 

Light: “Why don’t you taste it for yourself…?”

 

Sans munched on the pizza, just as Light did.

 

Sans: “eughh… urghh…”

 

Steve: “Sans, are you okay?! Did he poison it?!”

 

Sans: “urk…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “Oh shoot…”

 

Sans clutched onto his chest.

 

And he shook violently…

 

…

 

Steve: “Sans?!”

 

Sans: “nah, i’m not dying…

 

Sans: “it’s just… freaking gross…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “h-he’s right, though… the pizza tastes the exact same as the one i taste tested…”

 

Light: “Correct. Glad your two brain cells are finally rubbing together, and you can see that I’m not the killer..”

 

Light: “Hahahaha…! Ahaha…!”

 

 

Light: “The pizza wasn’t even poisoned in the first place.”

 

Steve’s head was spinning. The pizza wasn’t even poisoned?! Then why…? How did Leafy die just after eating the pizza?!

 

Gandhi: “That doesn’t even make sense… Leafy died right after the pizza! I saw it with my own eyes! You can’t dismiss that!”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… Not even Gandhi understands… Phew, what did they teach you at school?! To trust criminals?!”

 

Gandhi: “...?”

 

Light: “Now. Just because the pizza wasn’t poisoned, doesn’t mean that the pizza isn’t what killed Leafy.”

 

Red: “So she died from a perfectly regular pizza or smth??????”

 

Sans: “just give up already, light…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, every single thing on that pizza was completely innocuous. There’s not a single thing that could’ve killed Leafy.”

 

Steve's thoughts came to a skid.

 

Noob: “S-Steve…?”

 

Steve: “Oh…”

 

Gandhi: “...?”

 

Steve: “Oh God…”

 

Steve: “I think I just figured out who the killer is…”

 

Sans: “wait… seriously…?”

 

Gandhi: “Steve! Tell us who it is!”

 

Steve: (“I can’t believe this… This is absurd… I don’t think I can even call this murder…”)

 

-Select Someone-

 

 

…

 

 

…

 

 

…

Notes:

Who do you guys think Steve's latched onto...? Who could possibly be Leafy's killer?

Comment your thoughts, and any other ideas you have below.

Chapter 75: Chapter 4 [Y] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Sorry for the long wait, guys, and welcome back to another chapter of our infamous 4th trial! Last time, Steve seemed to have found out a potential killer, let's see who he accuses!

Also, content warning for ableism and homophobia, just because it's probably particularly severe this chapter.

~CHAPTER 75~

The Cast:

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI) -[MISSING!]-

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

- Monomi File #1

- Steve’s Injury

- Poisoned Pizza

- Leafy’s “Skin”

- Leafy’s Transformation

- Noob’s List

- Red’s Account

- Teleporter Keyword

- Steve’s Memories

- Noob’s Memories

- Memory Injection

- Arsenal

- Stinging On Waluigi’s Neck

- Waluigi’s Neck Marks

- State of Waluigi’s Body

- Bloodstain on Wall

- Waluigi’s Negotiation

- Monomi File #2

- Mdiehamgarsnnidt

- Red Room Night Puzzle

- Noose

- Bloxy Cola

- Arsenic Jar

- Trapdoor Lock

- Purple Cloth

- 11037

- Passcode Room

- Sans’ Account

- Hair On Torch

- Passcode Room Glowstone

- Magic Acid

- Burnt Message

 

 

 

-Select Someone-

 

…

 

…

 

…

 

-> Gandhi

 

Steve: “The killer… It’s you… Gandhi…”

 

 

Gandhi: “...?”

 

Gandhi: “S-Steve…? I’m not the killer… You can’t be accusing me again.”

 

Sans: “yeah… uh, c’mon steve… gandhi literally can’t be the killer.”

 

Red: “So y’all just accusing The Ultimate Peacekeeper over the literal freaking serial killer who could teleport wherever the hell he wanted.”

 

Red: “And I was starting to suspect you weren’t a crackhead after all… What a shame…”

 

Noob: “There’s no way Grandpa Gandhi’s the killer! J-Just l-like… He has NO reason to. Thi is just another one of Light’s tricks.”

 

Steve: “I-I… I don’t even know what I was thinking… Sorry…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: Don’t be sorry. You’re all assuming a lack of motive is enough hard evidence to ignore a suspect.”

 

Trainer Red: “Kirby, Gundham, Homer. All of these people seemed like good people. W-Well, except for Gundham.”

 

Trainer Red: “But in truth, they all turned out to be nothing more than dirty sinners.”

 

Trainer Red proclaims the worths, seething.

 

Trainer Red: “It seemed as though you wished to tell us something important, Steven. Tell us.”

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Steve: “L-Look, guys… T-This is just a theory… It’s a stupid theory, but… Since this kid won’t shut up about it otherwise…”

 

Steve: “Looking at those ingredients: cheese, dough, purple ketchup, sprinkles, the yellow tomato… They’re completely regular, non-deadly ingredients… But there’s one that could’ve killed Leafy…”

 

Sans: “huh…? are you sayin’ leafy was gluten intolerant…?”

 

Steve: “Probably not. The ingredient that could’ve killed Leafy… It’s probably…”

 

- Purple Ketchup

- Sprinkles

- Yellow Tomato

 

 

-> Yellow Tomato

 

Steve: “The yellow tomato.”

 

Red: “Bruh is the tomato gonna get a mask and call itself Murder Tomato or smth”

 

Gandhi: “Steve… Please… A tomato can’t kill someone, let’s get back to the case.”

 

Steve: “Not quite… It’s just… There’s something about Leafy…. Something about the tomato.”

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Leafy’s Transformation

 

Steve: (“This is it…”)

 

Steve: “Before Leafy died, she changed back from metal to green, right?”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… That is correct… However, we already concluded that occurred due to her death… Was that not clear?!”

 

Gandhi gave out a frustrated look, struggling to grasp Steve’s words in the anger and confusion.

 

Steve: “If you remember, in the last trial, we discussed how yellow tomatoes change Leafy back from her metal form…”

 

Gandhi: “And so what?! That’s not going to kill her!”

 

Steve: “Finally, consider the fact that Leafy ate a cyanide donut on the third island, but she was unaffected due to her metal form.”

 

Gandhi’s eye twitched.

 

Trainer Red: “Oh… So, it was cyanide poisoning…”

 

Trainer Red: “Fascinating. That matches the description of Leafy’s body much better than those other three options.”

 

Light: “I’m inclined to agree. You savages really seem to have restraint with cyanide poisoning.”

 

Noob: “Neither do you, Light!”

 

Light rolls his eyes.

 

Light: “I only kill those unworthy of life, unlike the rest of you. It’s no different to the death penalty, which is used by the majority governments across the world.”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, but you’re implying every single one of us deserves the death penalty!”

 

Light: “I’m not retracting that statement, especially for you, Gandhi.”

 

Gandhi: “But I didn’t kill Leafy! J-Just tell him to stop lying, Steve! I’m not the blackened!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: (“Truth should always come first. It’s more important than your beliefs or convictions.”)

 

Steve: “But then who else put the yellow tomato on the pizza? Was it me? Sans? Waluigi? Leafy herself?”

 

*

 

Leafy pulled the pizza-esque organism from the oven.

 

Steve: “W-What even is that?”

 

Leafy: “I dunno, but it sure is smokin’ hot!”

 

Leafy: “Even hotter than Waluigi’s beautiful face!”

 

Steve: (“Considering how ugly that “pizza” is… I think that’s an insult…”)

 

Gandhi smashed the yellow tomato onto the pizza.

 

Gandhi: “Begone, foul beast!”

 

*

 

Steve: “Gandhi. You’re the only one.”

 

Gandhi: “I-I-I-I…”

 

Gandhi: “I’m the killer…?”

 

Gandhi’s face began to flare up, and suddenly, his glasses flashed.

 

Gandhi: “IMPOSSIBLE! I WOULD NEVER KILL SOMEONE BY MY OWN HANDS!”

 

Sans: “steve… i don’t care what side you take. just try not to botch this trial…”

 

Noob: “You can do it, Grandpa Gandhi! Prove him wrong!”

 

Steve: (“N-Nobody believes me…”)

 

Light: “Break that actors facade, Steven. See what really lies beneath that face of his… Ahahahah…”

 

Trainer Red: “End this.”

 

Except those two. I’ll do what I must.

 

-Argument Armament

 

VS CRYSTAL MAGE GANDHI

 

-PHASE 1-

Gandhi: “KILLING IS THE ANTITHESIS TO MY MORALS!”

Gandhi: “I AM NOT THE KILLER!”

Gandhi: “KILLING IS THE ANTITHESIS TO MY MORALS!”

Gandhi: “I AM NOT THE KILLER!”

Gandhi: “IT MUST BE THE MASTERMIND’S DOING!”

Gandhi: “KILLING IS THE ANTITHESIS TO MY MORALS!”

Gandhi: “IT MUST BE THE MASTERMIND’S DOING!”

Gandhi: “I AM NOT THE KILLER!”

Gandhi: “IT MUST BE THE MASTERMIND’S DOING!

Gandhi: “IT MUST BE THE MASTERMIND’S DOING!”

Gandhi: “KILLING IS THE ANTITHESIS TO MY MORALS!”

 

-PHASE 2-

Gandhi: “If I killed someone, I would’ve remembered it!”

Gandhi: “Why would I kill someone?! I have no reason!”

Gandhi: “I wouldn’t hurt poor Leafy like that!”

Gandhi: “Why would I kill someone?! I have no reason!”

Gandhi: “If I killed someone, I would’ve remembered it!”

Gandhi: “I wouldn’t hurt poor Leafy like that!”

Gandhi: “Why would I kill someone?! I have no reason!”

Gandhi: “If I killed someone, I would’ve remembered it!”

Gandhi: “I wouldn’t hurt poor Leafy like that!”

 

-PHASE 3-

Gandhi: “I-I never meant… To hurt someone…”

Gandhi: “M-Maybe this is it…?”

Gandhi: “L-Leafy… Was my friend…”

Gandhi: “I-I never meant… To hurt someone…”

Gandhi: “L-Leafy… Was my friend…”

Gandhi: “M-Maybe this is it…?”

Gandhi: “I-I never meant… To hurt someone…”

Gandhi: “L-Leafy… Was my friend…”

Gandhi: “M-Maybe this is it…?”

Gandhi: “I… Would never kill someone… I don’t… U-Understand…”

 

 

- ACCIDENTAL KILLING THE WAS-

 

 

 

-> THE KILLING WAS ACCIDENTAL

 

 

Gandhi: “I… I… Killed… Someone…?”

 

-BREAK-

 

 

Gandhi put both his hands to his face, holding onto his head.

 

Steve: “G-Gandhi… I-I’m not saying you killed someone on purpose… I w-wouldn’t believe it’d even be possible for you to do something like that… It’s just…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Steve: “Y-You had no malicious intentions by adding that tomato to the pizza… Anyone could’ve done that, myself, Sans… Anyone…”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Ahahahghahahgh… Akhahahkhakak…”

 

Light’s laugh was different this time. Unhinged, like choking.

 

He tore into his sleeve with his fingernails, and slammed the table.

 

Light: “Are you all THAT idiotic?!" A murderer is still a murderer! No matter the conditions! A murderer still deserves to die!”

 

Light: “What happened to this world?! It’s slowly slipping from us! Degenerates grow stronger and stronger, all while normal people sit there and get brainwashed!”

 

Light: “What the hell… What happened to the world?! Suddenly murder is totally okay??!!”

 

Light: “I’ll kill all of you! ALL of you!”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “... He… He’s right…”

 

Gandhi: “I-I’m just… U-Unforgivable… I… I…”

 

Gandhi punched let his head drop to the table, with a painful thud.

 

Gandhi: “I don’t deserve to be called the Ultimate Peacekeeper…”

 

Gandhi: “I-I’m… I-I-I-I’m… J-Just like you… J-Just a c-criminal… Like y-you…”

 

Red: “Yep… Murder’s murder, ain’t it? If I didn’t live by that rule, I’d be livin’ completely differently.”

 

Noob: “Come on guys! Say for example, there was a fridge, or a table or something… You knock it over and kill someone, totally on accident…!”

 

Noob: “That doesn’t deserve the death penalty! Anyone could’ve done that!”

 

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “A-An… Innocent… K-Killer…?”

 

Light shook his body erratically before sliding his palm across his bloodshot eye.

 

Light: “Ahaha… AHAHAHAHA…! Are you a fucking r*tard?!”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Red: “Bro, just shut up…”

 

Light: “MURDER BY NEGLIGENCE IS STILL MURDER! IS YOUR BRAIN A FUCKING AMOEBA OR WHAT?!”

 

Light: “All Gandhi’s murder shows is his complete lack of passion and care for humanity! If I was in Gandhi’s situation… There’s no way I’d have the ineptitude and negligence to feed someone poison!”

 

Light: “It’s MURDER! MURDER BY NEGLIGENCE! THE LAW CALLS IT FUCKING MURDER SO I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE FUCK ELSE IT IS!”

 

Sans: “light… just calm the hell down… you’re startin’ to scare us even more than usual…”

 

Light: “Calm the hell down?! Why don’t you all just GROW THE FUCK UP and start having the BASIC APTITUDE NOT TO KILL SOMEONE!”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… Ahakhakhakhak… B-Besides… I have someone that can agree with me… Isn’t that right?”

 

Light gave an injured grimace in Trainer Red’s direction.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “......”

 

Trainer Red: “He… He’s right. The law is absolute. If the rules declare murder by negligence murder, then I’ll be a good citizen and agree with it. No point arguing with it because of petty emotions.”

 

Red: “Why do you always side with Light, you freakin’ bastard?!”

 

Sans: “speak for yourself…”

 

Red: “Hey, look, just cos’ I plotted with him once to kill the mastermind doesn’t mean I actually agree with his philosophy!”

 

Steve: (“Mastermind…? The way Red says it feels wrong…?”)

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “Grandpa Gandhi, are you okay…? Don’t listen to them…”

 

Gandhi shuddered, hardly able to talk.

 

Gandhi: “I-I’m… i-i’m… i-i’m j-just a m-murderer…”

 

Gandhi stared down at his hands in horror as if they were bloody.

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… This is what I like about you Gandhi… Sometimes you actually stop for a second and consider my point of view…”

 

Light: “Y-You know… I’m actually irritated that it was you of all people to use the tomato I placed… But I guess-

 

Noob: “W-Wait…! You just said “the tomato *I* placed!”

 

Steve: “L-Light?!”

 

Light: “...”

 

Steve: (“I-Is he the one who set this up…? That filthy bastard…!”)

 

Light cracked a smile.

 

Light: “Ahahahah… Finally, someone can appreciate the fact that I had to hold that tomato in my pocket during the entire third trial…”

 

Gandhi: “S-So…”

 

Sans: “that means you’re the killer, light, not gandhi… knew it.”

 

Gandhi: “I…”

 

Light pulled his hair.

 

Light: “Ughhh… Why are you all so FUCKING R*TARDED?! Murder by negligence is FUCKING MURDER!”

 

Steve: “I don’t know about that Light, you set up a trap on purpose, and Gandhi fell for it. There was no reason for us to expect Leafy to die by eating a freaking tomato.”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Yes there absolutely was…! I know sociopaths have below average intelligence, but if you were so stupid you forgot that Leafy had cyanide flowing through her veins, you should probably be erased from this world, anyways!”

 

Red: “Whoa, so now you’re saying all stupid people should be erased! I may be a psycho, but I don’t stand for ableism.”

 

Light: “Shut the FUCK UP, r*tard.”

 

Steve felt Noob’s shivers pass onto him.

 

Sans: “guys, are we just gonna ignore the fact that the killer’s actually light, by technicality…?”

 

Steve: (“W-Wait… That is a valid point…”)

 

Steve: “That’s true, Sans…! The one who sets up the trap is the killer, not the one who accidentally triggers it…”

 

I hit my hand against the table.

 

Steve: “Checkmate, Light.”

 

Gandhi’s eyes shone for a mere second, before being obscured again beneath his glasses.”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… Hahaha…. No, no, no…! You’re a rat, Steve! A rat!”

 

Steve: “Being a rat doesn’t disprove my point.”

 

Noob: “A-Also, he’s not a rat!”

 

Light: “Ahahah… Hehe… Monomi… Can you… Can you please confirm I’m not the killer…?!”

 

Monomi: “Oh, puhuhu…! Let’s see…”

 

Monomi: “Ummm… I….?”

 

Monomi: “Would it cause you guys more despair if Light lived…?”

 

Steve: “N-No… We’d love Light to live, wouldn’t we, everyone?!”

 

Nobody replied. I fell silent.

 

Trainer Red: “Monomi. It appears you do not understand the rules of the killing game.”

 

Monomi: “W-What?! B-But I-I…”

 

Trainer Red: “In the second trial, Spamton set up a bomb, the murder weapon. And Gundham set off the trap, killing Spamton.”

 

Trainer Red: “In this case, Gundham was executed, not Spamton himself.”

 

Noob shuddered next to Steve. Steve placed his hand on his shoulder.

 

Monomi: “Y-Yeah… You’re right… I made a big no-no again, didn’t I?! Sorry for being such a rookie! Big brother Monokuma would’ve known what to do!”

 

Red: “Bro, you just saved Light’s skin… Who the hell do you think you’re helpin’?!”

 

Trainer Red: “It was merely optimal for surviving in the long-run.”

 

Steve: (“Letting a serial killer live over the Ultimate Peacekeeper doesn’t seem optimal in any way for survival…”)

 

Noob: “W-Wait just a second…!”

 

Light: “Don’t waste my time…”

 

Noob: “Homer was the one to get the cyanide in Leafy in the first place, which means he’s the killer, and nobody gets executed!”

 

Steve: “But, that’d mean we’d just move onto the second killer and execute Redinstead…”

 

Noob: “O-Oh… Um… Nevermind…!”

 

Light: “So you’d all rather execute me instead of Red… Wonderful!”

 

Steve: “Think about it, Monomi, execute Light, he’s the one who had the intent to kill!”

 

Monomi: “B-But I-I-I…”

 

Monomi flickered, making static noises through her body.

 

Monomi: “I wanna make you all feel despair!”

 

Light: “Apparently none of you would feel despair if I died… Lovely!”

 

Sans: “well, light… that’s what happens when you start acting like gandhi’s crime is an unforgivable sin, when, you…”

 

Sans: “You’re so deep in unforgivable sins that there’s no hope left for you.”

 

Light: “...”

 

Steve: “Tch… He’s right… It’s blatant hypocrisy to act like murder by negligence is murder, when you’re straight up murdering people left and right, then claiming not to be a murderer.”

 

Light: “Think about it…! I kill criminals in the name of justice!”

 

Red: “Wow… So having a motive makes it better, huh?! The rest of us have motives, too!”

 

Light: “But… Thanks to me, the level of crime has dropped significantly…! Ahahahahaha… I’m a GOD… Working for the shadows… Slowly curing the blight of degeneracy…”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… hahaha… First… I’ll kill all the criminals… Hahaha… Then the disabled… We have no space for filthy waste relying on government funds like them…”

 

Light: “Hahahah… Then we’ll remove those impure of heart… The greedy, the vengeful, the homosexuals… All that blight upon the earth… It shall be removed… And finally… We’ll be left with a perfect world… Hah… Hah… Hah… Hahahaha… I am justice…!”

 

Red: “Bruh hes homophobic too”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red took in a breath.

 

Trainer Red: “Heh. He’s right, you know.”

 

Trainer Red: “Ruthless perfection is the only way forward. Perfection at any cost.”

 

He formed fists with his hands.

 

Trainer Red: “All those people… Everyone out there, looking for a normal world. If we get rid of, the homosexuals… They can finally be happy… The world can be at peace. The world can be in harmony.”

 

Sans: “guys… can you just shut the hell up for a second… i-i… like… have gay friends, and they’re… cool and stuff…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Tell them to jump off a bridge. The world would be happier if they killed themselves.”

 

Light: “...”

 

Red: “Is it just me, or is like… Every other asshole a Nazi???”

 

Red: “Like… I try attending the national asshole convention… And like, bro, it’s literally just Nazis…”

 

Red: “There’s like… This pressure being put on assholes to also be Nazis y’know… It’s a really problematic aspect of asshole communities.”

 

Sans: “shut up, red… nobody likes your interjections…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “I-Is t-the trial over…?”

 

Gandhi: “I’m… Going to die…?”

 

Noob: “No~! Don’t say that, Grandpa Gandhi! Because we still haven’t figured out who died first! Until we figure out whether Red or Gandhi killed first, we can’t give up!”

 

Steve: “He’s right! The time of death still needs to be determined, and while I’m pretty certain about Leafy’s case, there’s a few things with Waluigi’s that don’t sit right with me.”

 

Gandhi: “B-B-But i-is there… Any evidence…?”

 

Trainer Red: “He has a point… Without any evidence… It’s a complete shot in the dark whether Gandhi or Red is the killer…”

 

Sans: “yeah… i don’t want all of us to die based on a coin flip…”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

- Steve’s Memories

- Mdiehamgarsnnidt

- 11037

- Passcode Room

- Burnt Message

 

Noob: “Dang it…Are we really outta evidence?!”

 

Red: “Nah, there’s has to be some kinda hint towards the time…”

 

Gandhi: “B-But… What kind of hints are there…?”

 

Sans: “yaaawn… maybe a message…?”

 

Trainer Red: “Or an alibi.”

 

Noob: “Hmmm… Maybe someone left a secret code of sorts!”

 

Sans: “nah… some kinda marker for the time makes more sense…”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha…! AHAHAHAHAHA!”

 

Light: “I… Can’t wait to see one of them executed…”

 

 

11037 -> secret code

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Noob: “Oooh! A secret code?! Was someone using real ninja techniques?”

 

Steve: “Hmm… I mean, I don’t know if it’s ninja techniques, but there was a code that I found… Something reading “11037”...?”

 

Sans: “huh…? aren’t those just random numbers…?”

 

Red: “Yeeah… But think about it… Random numbers that happened to show up just before a murder… Ain’t just random numbers…”

 

Sans: “but… none of us are sherlock holmes… this isn’t exactly something easy to solve…”

 

Sans: “heheh… actually… light, maybe you’d know…?”

 

Light: “Hahah… Of course, of course, of course…”

 

Light: “Was it not me who was stating just how inept and useless all of you are…? Why doesn’t someone else contribute for once?”

 

Sans fixed his eyes on the message in his monophone in confusion.

 

Sans: “u-umm… maybe it’s meant to spell out a word…?”

 

Red: “A word… Like uh… “Lion”? It’s the only thing I could think of…”

 

Gandhi: “I… I highly doubt that…”

 

Noob: “Hmm… Uh… Maybe it’s just a number…”

 

Steve: “But 11037…? That doesn’t even mean anything…?”

 

Noob: “H-Hey! Look at the zero! Does that look handwritten to you?!”

 

Steve brushed across the zero, and realised that it was just a dent caused by the wooden trapdoor.

 

Steve: “Hey, the “zero” here, seems to just be an imprint caused by the contact with the trapdoor…”

 

Trainer Red: “So that means it’s 1137… That still doesn’t get us anywhere…”

 

Light: “1137…? Does that not look familiar to you?”

 

Red: ““lin”? Any of you guys secretly called “Lin” or somethin’...?”

 

Steve: “W-Wait! I get it! There was a gap between the 11 and the 37… That means that what the number is referring to is…”

 

- The Killer

- The Time

- Sans’ Phone Number

 

 

-> The Time

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “The 11 and 37 together, with a gap in between… That makes 11:37, the time of death!”

 

Sans: “the time of death, huh…? that makes sense when ya’ think about it… but the time of death… for who…?”

 

Steve: “Well… Actually… We have a piece of evidence that tells us which victim didn’t die at 11:37…

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Monomi File #1

 

Steve: “Leafy’s Monomi File! That mentions a specific time of death of 12:18am.”

 

Steve: “Think about it… Gandhi saw Waluigi in the morning… Meaning Waluigi had to have died in the morning… 11:37am fits perfectly!”

 

Gandhi’s eyes glowed.

 

Gandhi: “S-So… I-I’m n-not the k-killer…?”

 

Light: “Tch… You’re still the killer! You’re just not the specific blackened who’s going to be punished for this case… Don’t you dare try to justify your actions…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “S-Sorry…”

 

Steve: “So… In that case… The only possible killer is Red, the Ultimate Astronaut…?”

 

Red just stood there, whistling conspicuously.

 

Red: “Huh… Uhm…”

 

Red: “H-Hey guys… Mind if I admit ta’... A little bit of perjury…?”

 

Trainer Red: “W-What?!”

 

Sans: “are you frickin’ kidding me…?”

 

Steve: “It’s too late for that Red, you openly admitted to being the killer.”

 

Red: “Naw… I mean, yeah, I dipped Waluigi’s head in acid an’ all that… But…”

 

Red: “It wasn’t me who killed him.”

 

Red carefully gave a careless shrug.

 

Steve: “R-Red…? Why were you misleading us then?! Why dip Waluigi in acid?!”

 

Red: “Oh… Heheh… That’s just my style… Dippin’ the onionhead in acid for the lols was pretty fun… Not gonna lie…”

 

Red: “Heheh… But there was a more important reason… I wanted to hide an outcome that’d be boring…”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “The outcome that…”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Hah… Lost my words!”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… I know exactly what he’s talking about…”

 

Light: “Think about it, Steven… Being shot in the head… And being hung… Heh… What do they imply…?”

 

Light: “This seemed self evident to me…”

 

Steve: (“What being shot in the head and being hung imply…? The most “boring” outcome…? This doesn’t seem right, but is he implying that the killer is…?”)

 

-Select Someone-

 

 

…

 

…

 

…

 

 

-> Waluigi

 

Steve: “A-Are you… Implying it was a-a suicide…?!”

 

 

Red: “Bingo, baby!”

Notes:

I hope you guys enjoyed! This trial has been a wild ride! The question is... Do you believe Red? Is it truly a suicide or is he grasping onto straws. We're coming close to the end of the trial, so let's see what happens...

Chapter 76: Chapter 4 [Z] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Another chapter, so soon? But wait, that can't be right?

Nope, it is! Let's continue to get this trial underway!

~CHAPTER 76~

The Cast:

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI) -[MISSING!]-

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

- Monomi File #1

- Steve’s Injury

- Poisoned Pizza

- Leafy’s “Skin”

- Leafy’s Transformation

- Noob’s List

- Red’s Account

- Teleporter Keyword

- Steve’s Memories

- Noob’s Memories

- Memory Injection

- Arsenal

- Stinging On Waluigi’s Neck

- Waluigi’s Neck Marks

- State of Waluigi’s Body

- Bloodstain on Wall

- Waluigi’s Negotiation

- Monomi File #2

- Mdiehamgarsnnidt

- Red Room Night Puzzle

- Noose

- Bloxy Cola

- Arsenic Jar

- Trapdoor Lock

- Purple Cloth

- 11037

- Passcode Room

- Sans’ Account

- Hair On Torch

- Passcode Room Glowstone

- Magic Acid

- Burnt Message

 

 

 

 

-Select Someone-

 

-> Waluigi

 

 

Steve: “A-Are you… Implying it was a-a suicide…?!”

 

 

Red: “Bingo, baby!”

 

Light: “That’s exactly it. Waluigi killed himself.”

 

Noob: “W-What?! No, there’s no way that happened!”

 

Steve: “I mean… I don’t really think it makes sense… It’s just… not like him…”

 

Red: “That’s what all people say about suicide victims, you know…”

 

Steve: “Red. This isn’t funny.”

 

Red: “I know. It isn’t.”

 

Red: “B-But… What other possibility is there…?”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “wario… he lost his bro… would that not… kill your will to live?”

 

Gandhi: “...?”

 

Noob: “But he wouldn’t do that…! He wouldn’t kill himself for Wario! It’s not what Wario would’ve wanted~! Wario would’ve wanted Waluigi to keep moving on, no matter the consequences!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Don’t project your opinions onto him. Besides, believing in people can’t stop them from killing themselves…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “Yes… Yes it does…!”

 

Noob: “I do because believing in you as friends was what saved me!”

 

Steve: (“N-Noob…?!”)

 

Gandhi: “W-What…?”

 

Noob: “I-I phrased that badly… I meant… saving me from despair, not suicide, obviously…”

 

 

Noob: “But… That’s why… To save you all… I have to cut through all your words!”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

- Steve’s Injury

- Noob’s Memories

- Mdiehamgarsnnidt

- Bloxy Cola

- Hair On Torch

 

Steve: “Noob… I’m sorry… But it’s the only answer… Now’s not the time to be unreasonable…”

 

Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “It’s just… There’s nothing to indicate it wasn’t a suicide…”

 

Sans: “y-yeah… and the rest of our evidence makes sense…”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed… There’s no unused weapons…”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… You better have an answer now, Nubert… The clock… It’s ticking…”

 

 

Mdiehamgarsnnidt -> the rest of our evidence makes sense

 

Noob: “T-That’s wrong!”

 

Sans: “h-huh… but… i-it just… we’ve discussed everything haven’t we…?”

 

Gandhi: “This isn’t the answer we wanted, but it’s the answer we got…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “No it isn’t!”

 

Noob: “You say everything in this whole trial makes sense, but what about the message on the wall! You know, the one that said “Mdiegarsnnidt”?!”

 

Noob: “D-Does that make sense to you?!”

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Steve: (“Noob’s got a point… It might’ve been there the whole time, but we can’t ignore a cryptic message like that as if it has zero relevance to the cause.”)

 

Sans: “damn… you’re actually right…”

 

Sans: “heheh… phew…”

 

Steve: “So… “Mdiegarsnnidt”...? What does that even mean…?”

 

Trainer Red: “Well… Someone earlier suggested it meant “Gandhi Mastermind”...”

 

Sans: “...!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “I mean… It’s possible… But that’s only one possibility.”

 

Red: “There’s way too many frickin’ letters to figure that out! It might not even be relevant to the case…”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha…. Looks like you’re all hopeless…”

 

Steve: “Wait…? Light, you know, exactly what it is, right?”

 

Light rolled his eyes.

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… You think I’d tell a degenerate like you…? Go choke Red to death and maybe I’ll tell you…”

 

Red: “Jesus Christ… Vendetta, much?”

 

Noob: “H-Hold on guys… I-I-I have a theory…”

 

Light: “Ugh… Are we really going to listen to the autistic ninja kid?!”

 

Noob: “G-Guys! J-Just hear me out!”

 

Red: “Hmmm…?”

 

Noob: “W-What if it said… “Sad Mind Nightmares”...?”

 

Sans: “huh…? that’s… just three random words… doesn’t line up to make anything…”

 

Red: “Yeesh… That just sounds like the name of a badly translated Indian horror film…”

 

Gandhi: “D-Don’t disrespect my country like that…”

 

Red: “I specifically chose that country cos’ it’s yours, buddy.”

 

Noob: “A-Actually… I have an idea…”

 

Noob: “W-What if it w-was implying a method of transport?!”

 

Steve: “A method of transport…?”

 

Red: “What…? Is there a nightmare bus or somethin’?”

 

Noob: “No… You know how the dark circus is kinda… A… Nightmare circus…?”

 

Noob: “S-So… W-What if… That meant that if y-you were in the green room, w-where we found the text… A-And your mind g-got sad t-then y-you… M-Moved to the other circus…?”

 

Sans: “sorry man… but that sounds like a bit of a stretch…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… It’s a highly dubious theory…”

 

Steve: “Hold on… Don’t you think the fact that this absurd theory is even being put out there is evidence itself…?”

 

Trainer Red: “Hmmm…?”

 

Steve: (“Yeah… I think I might know someone who might know something about this… They’re just struggling to word it…”)

 

-EMOTION POINTER!-

 

- Select someone who seems to know about “Sad Mind Nightmares”

 

 

-> Noob

 

Steve: “Noob… You have to know something about this, right…? You aren’t just suggesting this for no reason…”

 

Noob: “I-I…”

 

Noob: “Y-Yeah… He’s right… I was actually in the same room, a-and after getting stressed out, I got pulled out of the room, and into the dark circus…”

 

Sans: “heh… so we got evidence…”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Yeah… Guess it isn’t as we thought…”

 

Light: “Ahahahahaha… IDIOTS!!”

 

Sans: “jeez… not this again…”

 

Light: “Are you actually this braindead or are you just testing me?! Seriously, Waluigi didn’t get transported by the teleporter, but instead got teleported by stress.”

 

Light: “Now KIDS…! What exactly does that FUCKING prove?!”

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Steve: (“Shoot… He’s right…”)

 

Steve: “Yeah, knowing that Waluigi was accidentally transported to the dark circus because he was stressed only further implies that it was a suicide…”

 

Noob: “C-Crap…!”

 

Noob: “O-Oh… Sorry about the bad language!”

 

Gandhi: “You are forgiven…”

 

Sans: “aaagh… shoot… we’re just goin’ in circles, aren’t we…”

 

Noob: “No…! Waluigi. Didn’t. Commit. Suicide!”

 

Noob: “I don’t care if we’re going in circles! Let’s keep spinning until we fly outta orbit!”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

- Waluigi’s Negotiation

- Red Room Night Puzzle

- Bloxy Cola

- Purple Cloth

- Hair On Torch

 

Red: “W-Waluigi commitin’ suicide…?”

 

Red: “Frick… T-That can’t be right…”

 

Trainer Red: “But what other possibilities are there…?”

 

Gandhi: “Could it be… Framed suicide…?”

 

Sans: “or maybe red’s trickin’ us… he mighta’ not just done the acid, but the hangin’ and the gunshot too…”

 

Red: “Maybe we somehow forgot another poison?????”

 

Noob: “A gunshot and hanging… Look, maybe it implies suicide, but it could still just be a normal killing!”

 

Noob: “N-Not that I-I’d want one of you to be the killer… But… He couldn’t have committed suicide…”

 

 

Red Room Night Puzzle -> Framed suicide

 

Steve: “I agree with that!”

 

Steve: “Gandhi’s got a point… In particular, the nighttime puzzle in the red room caught my eye…”

 

Steve: “It didn’t seem to be specialised for any of our talents… Instead it was some kind of puzzle involving hiding Gundham’s hanging body…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Tears formed in Noob’s eye.

 

Noob: “W-Why?! Why w-why did THAT have to be the puzzle?!”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… I thought it would’ve been wonderfully sweet for that person to reunite with a dead body…”

 

Steve: “That person…?”

 

Light: “Ahahahahahah…! AHAHAHAHAHA…! You know exactly who I’m talking about Steve… the ultimate framer…!”

 

Steve: (“U-Ultimate Framer…? My motive card… Two people were lying about their talents…?”)

 

Steve: (“I-Is this the second one…? Come to think about it, Light said something pretty odd about the puzzle earlier…”)

 

*

 

Light: “That’s why Gundham’s rotting body is right over there… The mastermind must’ve seen this puzzle as just punishment for its challenger, and honestly, I have to agree…”

 

*

 

Steve: (“It’s becoming clear… The person who is the Ultimate Framer. The one who framed this murder as a suicide… It can only be…”)

 

-Select Someone-

 

…

 

…

 

…

 

-> Basil

 

 

Steve: (“You’re the only one…”)

Notes:

Well... Here we are... Back to another absent suspect again.

Do you believe the claim? Would Basil kill someone, or is it yet another deflection? Find out next chapter, mwahahaha.

Chapter 77: Chapter 4 [AA] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Yet another chapter drop? It really seems like we're approaching the end of the trial!

Last time, Basil was accused, let's see what that amounts to!

~CHAPTER 77~

The Cast:

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI) -[MISSING!]-

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

- Monomi File #1

- Steve’s Injury

- Poisoned Pizza

- Leafy’s “Skin”

- Leafy’s Transformation

- Noob’s List

- Red’s Account

- Teleporter Keyword

- Steve’s Memories

- Noob’s Memories

- Memory Injection

- Arsenal

- Stinging On Waluigi’s Neck

- Waluigi’s Neck Marks

- State of Waluigi’s Body

- Bloodstain on Wall

- Waluigi’s Negotiation

- Monomi File #2

- Mdiehamgarsnnidt

- Red Room Night Puzzle

- Noose

- Bloxy Cola

- Arsenic Jar

- Trapdoor Lock

- Purple Cloth

- 11037

- Passcode Room

- Sans’ Account

- Hair On Torch

- Passcode Room Glowstone

- Magic Acid

- Burnt Message

 

 

 

Steve: “Basil! He’s the Ultimate Framer, and hence, Waluigi’s murderer!”

 

Trainer Red: “............?”

 

Gandhi: “B-Basil…? B-But he was so…”

 

Steve: “Complacent… Timid…? What if that was all just a lie?! All just a trick to make us think he was innocent!”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “No, that’s wrong, it can’t be Basil!”

 

Steve: “Noob, I’m sorry… It’s just hard to trust anyone after-

 

Noob: “It can’t be Basil! I believe in him! We lost trust in him last time, but it wasn’t him! I can’t believe you still doubt him!”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… Nubert… All that conviction without any reasoning… Hahahaha… I swear… One day that’ll come back to bite you… Maybe today…?”

 

Noob: “Your cruelty will come back to bite you, Light! ALL OF YOU! Lemme prove that BASIL’S NOT THE KILLER!”

 

Trainer Red: “Illogical, illogical, illogical…”

 

Trainer Red: “BASIL’S NOT THE KILLER! THAT’S NOT LOGICAL!”

 

Sans: “back to you’re screamy phase, are ya’, kid?”

 

Steve: (“Huh…? What’s going on…? I thought Trainer Red was eager to accuse Basil, and now…?”)

 

-Team Rebuttal Showdown!-

 

- Bloxy Cola

- Trapdoor Lock

- Purple Cloth

- Sans’ Account

- Hair on Torch

 

-Steve and Light vs Noob and Trainer Red!-

 

Noob: “I don’t care what you say! Basil is not the killer!”

 

Trainer Red: “Basil is not the killer.”

 

Noob: “Yeah! I believe in Basil! He’s a good person! He wouldn’t even dare to kill someone like Waluigi!”

 

Trainer Red: “IT’S JUST NOT LOGICAL!”

 

 

-> Sans’ Account

 

Steve: “Not logical, huh? Well then how do you explain the number of lights?! There were two in total, my glowstone block and a torch that wasn’t even my own!”

 

Light: “Ahahaha… And don’t dare to imply that it was Waluigi’s or Red! Red had night vision sensors in his suit, and Waluigi could light himself with his aura!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Noob: “H-Hey! Just because someone else used a light doesn’t make Basil the murderer!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Noob: “It could be anyone else!”

 

 

-> Hair On Torch

 

Light: “Now Nubert Tixston… Don’t let your idiotic FEELINGS get in your way…”

 

Light: “And what was that, Trainer Red… Defending an answer that was truly ILLOGICAL…?! That’s weakness! WEAKNESS! Man up, you PIECE OF SHIT!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “I-I’m sorry…”

 

Steve: “I-I really don’t want to be on Light’s side here, but look at the hair on the torch… That limits the suspects quite significantly…”

 

Sans: “uhh… maybe it counts me out, but… not really… it’s too scorched to really make out…”

 

Gandhi: “Well… Of those of us with hair, there’s only Steve, Trainer Red, Basil, Light and myself…”

 

Gandhi: “And that certainly isn’t Steve’s… It’s not… Blocky… Enough…”

 

Noob: “G-Gah…!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Noob: “B-But that’s still four people…! It could’ve been Trainer Red, Gandhi, o-or… LIGHT! Yeah! It’s gotta be Light!”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… The suggestion that I’d carry out such a simple murder plan amuses me… I think mine will be closer to the intellect of Oppenhomer’s…”

 

Sans: “he… he’s not wrong… and the fact that basil happens to be the ultimate framer… it really does seem to align with a framed suicide…”

 

Gandhi: “Not only that… But Basil has the longest hair out of the possible suspects, so it’s most likely that his hair would be found…”

 

Trainer Red took an anxious glance at his recently cut hair.

 

Noob: “G-Guys! Just stop it! You’re all wrong! WRONG!”

 

Noob: “It’s not Basil! I believe in him…! I’ll find the proof… I-I’ll just… Find t-the evidence… S-Somewhere…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

- Steve’s Memories

- Noob’s Memories

- Trapdoor Lock

- Purple Cloth

- Passcode Room

- Burnt Message

 

Steve: “If it’s not Basil, then who…?”

 

Noob: “I-I-I don’t know!”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… Are you seriously implying it’s me, Gandhi, or Trainer Red?”

 

Gandhi: “You should say “Gandhi, Trainer Red, or I” actually, it’s more polite.”

 

Light: “Hah… As a GOD, I think my name goes before you criminal scum!”

 

Sans: “is it possible that gandhi pulled off a double murder, heheh…?”

 

Gandhi: “I wouldn’t do such a thing…! If I did such a despicable crime, I-I…”

 

Sans: “heheh… just messin’...”

 

Steve: Ugh… This is a mess… We just don’t have any hints from the killer!”

 

 

Burnt Message -> We just don’t have any hints from the killer

 

Noob: “That’s wrong!”

 

Steve: “Huh…?”

 

Steve: (“Oh, wait… That’s right, we do have a message…”)

 

Steve: “Wait. I see what you’re talking about…!”

 

Steve flicked through his Monophone to get the image of the burnt message.

 

Steve: “This message… It might contain a vital hint…”

 

“I don’t know if you can forgive me for this but I’ve been forsed to kill -

 

Red: “Ooof… Shoulda used autocorrect…”

 

Noob: “Wait! Hold on, that’s it! That can’t be written by Basil! He doesn’t write like that!”

 

Trainer Red: “Correct…”

 

Light: “Care to explain why you know Basil’s handwriting?”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Noob: “Leave him alone! They were friends… Once…!”

 

Trainer Red: “We… were never friends…”

 

Trainer Red: “Regardless, that’s not his hand writing. It’s much more meticulous, and he pays enough attention to his spelling not to make a mistake like that.”

 

Sans: “i mean… he coulda faked his handwriting, ya’ know… if i were the killer, i’d make sure not to use comic sans when typin’ up a message…”

 

Steve: “Yeah, but in this case, it’s like the killer wants to tell us who the killer is… However, their exact name has been burnt.”

 

Sans: “oh shoot… good point… this looks like a confession more than anything else…”

 

Steve: “And… Judging by the case thus far, it couldn’t have been you Gandhi, writing this message…?”

 

Gandhi: “I-I… Didn’t even know I-I was…”

 

Steve: “Yeah…”

 

Steve: (“Hmm… Someone who’d make a mistake in their handwriting like that…? Out of everyone here, the vast majority seem to actually be quite meticulous about their handwriting.”)

 

Steve: (“However… I can think of just three people who might just make this mistake.”)

 

- Waluigi, Noob, Leafy

- Sans, Noob, Light

- Red, Sans, Noob

 

 

-> Waluigi, Noob, Leafy

 

Steve: (“This is it!”)

 

Steve: “Think about it… Of those amongst us… I can only think of three who’d make a spelling mistake like that.”

 

Light: “Hahahaha… Indeed… Waluigi, Noob and Leafy… Mindless brutes like them don’t pay attention to spelling.”

 

Sans: “i mean… you’re right… waluigi wasn’t a native speaker… he was pretty good at english but he messed up with the spelling every once in a while…”

 

Gandhi: “Meanwhile, Noob’s only thirteen, and Leafy was carefree when it came to writing…”

 

Red: “Hey, but… Trainer Red and Basil… They’re fourteen… Ya’ can’t use that logic without applying it to them.”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, but they’re intelligent fourteen year olds with a tendency to be perfectionists with their writing…”

 

Noob: “C’mon guys! My writing isn’t that bad either!”

 

Sans: “yeah, and it can’t be gandhi… he’s really eloquent in english… as for me… i guess there’s less evidence, but the hair thing should be proof enough…”

 

Steve: “Wait… But hold on… If we exclude those without hair, that leaves… Just Waluigi…”

 

Noob: “G-Gah?! So we’re back to s-suicide again?! B-But that’s impossible!”

 

Gandhi: “W-Wait… B-But if you look at it, it says: “I don’t know if you can forgive me for this but I’ve been forsed to kill -”...”

 

Gandhi: “Don’t you think the usage of “forced” here is a bit, unusual… For a suicide…?”

 

Trainer Red: “You’re right. A person cannot be forced to kill themselves… Well, unless subjected to extreme circumstances…”

 

Sans: “g-god damn it… what even happened…? was he forced to do it, or not…?”

 

Noob: “O-Oh…”

 

Steve: “Huh…? Noob…?”

 

Gandhi: “Have you realised something…?”

 

Noob: (“This… This is the answer… The killer’s been in our face this whole time… After all, they’re the only one able to force a suicide!”)

 

-Select Someone-

 

 

 

-> Light

 

 

Noob: “Light! It’s you, isn’t it?! With the Death Note , you forced Waluigi to kill himself!”

Notes:

Well then... Some of you saw this one coming... Light, the murderer?

Or is it merely copium? Let's find out...

Chapter 78: Chapter 4 [AB] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Welcome back people, as we begin to approach the end of our trial!

What's gonna happen? Is Light's accusation gonna hold?

~CHAPTER 78~

The Cast:

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI) -[MISSING!]-

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

- Monomi File #1

- Steve’s Injury

- Poisoned Pizza

- Leafy’s “Skin”

- Leafy’s Transformation

- Noob’s List

- Red’s Account

- Teleporter Keyword

- Steve’s Memories

- Noob’s Memories

- Memory Injection

- Arsenal

- Stinging On Waluigi’s Neck

- Waluigi’s Neck Marks

- State of Waluigi’s Body

- Bloodstain on Wall

- Waluigi’s Negotiation

- Monomi File #2

- Mdiehamgarsnnidt

- Red Room Night Puzzle

- Noose

- Bloxy Cola

- Arsenic Jar

- Trapdoor Lock

- Purple Cloth

- 11037

- Passcode Room

- Sans’ Account

- Hair On Torch

- Passcode Room Glowstone

- Magic Acid

- Burnt Message

 

 

 

 

Noob: “Light! It’s you, isn’t it?! With the Death Note, you forced Waluigi to kill himself!”

 

Noob: “If I’m right, the rules of the death note mean you can pick any cause of death at any time you want… So you forced Waluigi to hang himself, and passed it off as a suicide!”

 

Light: “…?”

 

Light: “Heh… Heheheheh…. Me…? The killer?!”

 

Light: “That’s hilarious…! Ahahahaha! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

 

Red: “Bro just shut tf up its you isnt it?”

 

Light: “AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA… Now this is getting exciting…”

 

Noob: (“Urgh… Why is he… So confident…?”)

 

Sans: “heh… that ain’t an innocent man’s laugh if i’ve ever heard one.”

 

Sans seethed at the unfazed, maniacal Light.

 

Light: “AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

 

Gandhi: “He’s clearly trying to laugh as some sort of deflection… Different people cope with pressure in different ways…”

 

Light: “Heheh… Heh… Heh…”

 

Light: “Ahem… Sorry I-

 

Light: “AHHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

 

Light: “Hehhh…” *Cough* *Cough*

 

Light: “S-Sorry… I can’t control myself… Your theory… I-It’s just t-too… H-Hilarious…”

 

Steve: “Light… Nothing’s hilarious about us accusing you.”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light stared at Steve blankly as if he was being taken for a criminal shot.

 

Light: “...”

 

Red: “Light…?”

 

Red: “Hell, maybe we’re actually right this time… He’s never acted like this before…”

 

Light: “…”

 

Light: “Ahahahahaha… The… Dramatic irony… It’s just… Ahahahahhh… On point…”

 

Light: *Cough* *Cough*

 

Light: “I’m finding it hard n-not to laugh… But, nonetheless… Let me refute your argument.”

 

-Rebuttal Showdown-

 

- Red’s Account

- Noob’s Memories

- Waluigi’s Negotiation

- Arsenic Jar

- Passcode Room Glowstone

 

Light: “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…!”

 

Light: “This… this has to be the best trial yet!”

 

Light: “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Justice, JUSTICE!”

 

Light: “I am the chosen one! Did you somehow… think God could be a murderer?!”

 

Light: “A-Ahem… I don’t know why you’re making fucking r*tarded arguments like these, when My alibi lines up perfectly!”

 

 

-> Waluigi’s Negotiation

 

Steve: “Light, have you lost your mind?! You had no clear alibi here! Waluigi had planned to have a negotiation with you, so that gives you a perfect opportunity to kill him!”

 

Light: “Negotiation…?! What negotiation?! You know that I don’t negotiate with criminal degenerates like him! Ahahahah…! Steven Oak, you truly aren’t as wise as I thought…”

 

Light: “Hahahahahaha… Hahahaha… T-T-T-T-This is tooooo perfect!”

 

Light: “Ahahahahahahaha….!”

 

Light: “There’s just no evidence I was even out there at night!”

 

 

-> Passcode Room Glowstone

 

Steve: “Sans and I were investigating… And we found a glowstone block in the passcode room, a room that only you could access, with your admin privileges!”

 

Light: “…?”

 

Light: “Ehehehehehehah…”

 

Light: “Heheh… Heh…”

 

Trainer Red: “Are you giving up yet?!”

 

Light: “Hahahahahah….”

 

Light: *Cough* *Cough* *Splutter* *Cough*

 

Sans: “heheh… try not to die of laughter buddy… or maybe do, heheh…”

 

Light ripped into his bag, not by opening the zip, but just by tearing through the fabric with his own hands.

 

 

He pulled out the Death Note.

 

Steve: “L-Light! Don’t you dare try killing all of us….!”

 

Light: “AhahahaaaahackhackhackahaHAAAHaahhah”

 

Light: *Cough* *Cough*

 

Light: “Eheheh.. Hah…”

 

Light: “Now then… Could the mastermind please reveal themselves so I, the CHOSEN ONE, can escape this degenerate fuckscape with you…?!”

 

Nobody responded.

 

Light: “I said… Could the mastermind please speak up, or I’ll kill all of you!”

 

Silence blew through the air.

 

Light: “Ehhh… Hehehheh… WHY ARE YOU SO RECLUSIVE…?!!!! THE TWO OF US ARE MEANT TO WIN YOU FUCKING R*TARD!”

 

More silence…

 

Light: “…”

 

Light: “Hahahahaha…”

 

Light spluttered and slapped himself back into composure.

 

Light: “I-It appears the mastermind responds not even to my gambit… In that case, I can’t even kill you all without punishment. Fucking brilliant.”

 

Light: “I suppose you’re all off the hook…”

 

Sans: “hey… the hell’s up with light… he was acting deranged as hell just a second ago, and now he’s back to normal…?”

 

Light: “Oh… Heheheh… That was just… A front…”

 

Noob: “No it wasn’t! You were acting totally insane!”

 

Steve: (“Was he…? It’s really hard to see past Light… How much is insanity, and how much is he just toying with us…?”)

 

Red: “So… The hell’s goin’ on…?! Is he the killer or nah?!”

 

Light: “Ahahahah… Don’t get me wrong…”

 

Light flicked through the Death Note, and pulled open a page as if it was the son of God.

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

Trainer Red squinted at some inky text written inside.

 

Trainer Red: “Waluigi. Suicide. 11:37am.”

 

Trainer Red: “So… You’re the killer…?”

 

Light: “Ahahahahahahahah… Hahaha… This… This is too exciting…”

 

Light: “O-Of course I’m the fucking killer! I even tried to make the case obvious!”

 

Noob: “W-What?! But you knew you’d be executed?!”

 

Light: “E-Executed….?”

 

Light: “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

 

Light gave off a deafening scream… But it wasn’t the scream of desperation everyone expected. It was a scream of glory.

 

Light: “No, no, no… I’m not going to be executed.”

 

Steve felt something… Something surge in his heart.

 

Light: “You see, this whole time you forgot about the third killer. There was a third killer the entire time, and not a single soul paid attention!”

 

Light: “Ah, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that a bunch of motherfucking pieces of shit like yourselves would just ignore murder, huh…?”

 

Light: “Nothing in my files would indicate that any of you would even pick up the last dead body, it’s ironic…”

 

Trainer Red curled up his fist.

 

Trainer Red: “Just tell us who it is!”

 

Light: “Oh… The third murder… So you wanna know, huh…? It’s… Ahahahaha… Hilarious…”

 

Hilarious?

 

Light: “Ahem… So… You’re probably all wondering where Basil is, right…?”

 

Light: “Well… I’ll lay the answer right in front of you, loud and clear!”

 

Steve felt a horrible feeling in his gut.

 

 

Light: “Noob killed him.”

 

Oh. Oh no.

 

But that’s not true, is it?

 

Steve glanced around to look at everyone else’s reactions.

 

Red stared at his hands hesitantly.

 

Sans scratched his dry, empty eyes.

 

Gandhi clutched his walking stick desperately and winced.

 

Trainer Red shook involuntarily, staring at the broken body of Mr Basilface.

 

Noob tightened his body, trying to stop his composure from totally breaking.

 

If it weren’t for Light’s shaky laughter, nobody in the room would be speaking.

 

That’s the truth. The bare, damned truth. Right in front of us.

Even Noob seemed to think so...

Didn't he?

Noob: “NO! THAT’S WRONG!!!”

Notes:

Well... This may have been a shorter chapter, but quite a few things happened...

I'll leave the thoughts to you!

Chapter 79: Chapter 4 [AC] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Welcome back my Danganronpas! (???)

Last time, Light accused Noob, I wonder how this will pan out...

~CHAPTER 79~

The Cast:

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI) -[MISSING!]-

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

- Monomi File #1

- Steve’s Injury

- Poisoned Pizza

- Leafy’s “Skin”

- Leafy’s Transformation

- Noob’s List

- Red’s Account

- Teleporter Keyword

- Steve’s Memories

- Noob’s Memories

- Memory Injection

- Arsenal

- Stinging On Waluigi’s Neck

- Waluigi’s Neck Marks

- State of Waluigi’s Body

- Bloodstain on Wall

- Waluigi’s Negotiation

- Monomi File #2

- Mdiehamgarsnnidt

- Red Room Night Puzzle

- Noose

- Bloxy Cola

- Arsenic Jar

- Trapdoor Lock

- Purple Cloth

- 11037

- Passcode Room

- Sans’ Account

- Hair On Torch

- Passcode Room Glowstone

- Magic Acid

- Burnt Message

 

 

 

 

“NO, THAT’S WRONG!!!”

 

Finally, a voice. A shadow in the mist of the blinding light.

 

Light: “Haahaahah… So you’d rather kill us all to escape by yourself, huh?”

 

Noob raised his hand.

 

Noob: “Everyone! Light's lying to us! I did not kill Basil! I'd never do that, ever, because I know that I can escape with you guys!"

 

Noob raised his hand.

 

Noob: "Steve made a promise to me. I'm not letting it go to waste! Let's raise our hands against his lies!"

 

Gandhi raised his hand.

 

Gandhi: “This is simply impossible! Your trail of lies will come to an end!”

 

Sans raised his hand.

 

Sans: “Don’t think you’re getting away with this!”

 

Even Red raised his hand.

 

Red: “F it we ball”

 

Trainer Red... Seemed reluctant.

 

Trainer Red: "I-I..."

 

Trainer Red: "..."

 

Noob: "Trainer Red, could you, please...?"

 

Trainer Red: "I'm sorry, Noob, I just have beliefs that-

 

Trainer Red raised his hand.

 

Trainer Red: "No. I'll stand for what's right for once, even if it makes me an inferior degenerate. Basil's not dead."  

 

Light: “Ahahahahaha… Hilarious…! You even admit to being the side of degeneracy...!"

 

Trainer Red: "..."

 

Trainer Red: "Who defined what was and wasn't degenerate, anyways...?"

 

Light: "Human decency, Trainer Red...! And I thought you were the "logical" one..."

 

Noob: “Hey Steve! Raise your hand too!”

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Noob: “S-Steve…?”

 

Steve: “My objective is to follow the truth.”

 

Steve: “What if… Light’s… Right?””

 

Steve paused.

 

And raised his hand.

 

Steve: “But nonetheless… Sometimes the truth lies in my f-friends that I trust...”

 

Light: “AHAHaahahhAAAhaaahaAA… This… All my life… This is what I’ve been waiting for…”

 

Light: “This is… Exciting.”

 

Red: “Heh… I wanna split this guy’s head open right now!”

 

Red: “Oh god no oh frick i said the thing didnt i??”

 

Monomi: “You sure did, Reddy-bear!”

 

-Split Opinion-

 

- Did Noob Kill Basil? -

 

-Noob killed Basil-

- Light - murder, argument, Logic, DEAD, emptied, believe, proof, 

 

-Noob Didn’t Kill Basil-

- Steve

- Red

- Trainer Red

- Sans

- Gandhi

- Noob

 

 

Red: “C’mon Light! Ya' can't win an argument with maniacal laughter alone! Chuck us some facts!”

 

Light: “Well… Have we addressed the true usage of that arsenic jar?! Consider that argument…!”

 

Sans: “You could’ve just emptied the arsenic jar to confuse us.

 

Light: “If I merely emptied the arsenic jar, then you’d expect to find its contents lying around somewhere… It’s no use talking to skeletons, they have no brains…”

 

Gandhi: “This is nonsense! Noob is incapable of murder!”

 

Light: “My files state that any of us, including Nubert Tixston, is capable of murder…!”

 

Steve: “Basil wouldn’t have been out during the night… There’s no logical proof…”

 

Light: “Idiot… Idiot..! What about that torch with scorched hair from earlier?! Is that not enough proof for you, or are you just too afraid to accept it?!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “BASIL ISN’T DEAD!”

 

Light: “Heh… Of course Basil’s DEAD. Despite his innumerable flaws, he was a diligent young man… At the very least, you’d expect him to turn up to the trial.”

 

Noob: “AAAAGHHH..!”

 

Noob: “I-Is it all my fault…? All my…?”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “No, because I believe…”

 

Noob: “There's no way I'd kill Basil! He was my friend!”

 

Light: “Illogical…”

 

Light: (“Hah… THIS FUCKING IDIOT…?! Who does he FUCKING thINK he FUCKing Is….?”)

 

Light: (“Let me prove this r*tard wrong with actual fucking logic… Justice…!”)

 

-Select Evidence-

 

 

-> Noob’s Memories

 

Light: “AHAHAAAHehhhHAAA!! THIS IS IT!”

 

-BREAK-

 

Light: “Nubert Tixston…? Do you mind if I ask you a question?!”

 

Noob: “Yeah, I get it, I-I… Don’t remember what happened last night… But that was just 'cuz of Red’s injection! It doesn’t mean I’m the killer! Steve promised me after all!”

 

Light: “Heh… Hehehe… Idiot…”

 

Light: “Red’s injection…?! That was used on Steve, not you!”

 

Steve: “Huh…? Light, stop pulling at straws. I was literally shot in the chest. Of course I don’t remember things… Getting knocked out messes with your brain…”

 

Light: “Heh…”

 

Light: “Tell him, Red…”

 

Red: “Eh, whatever…”

 

Red: “Heh… Yeah, Light’s right… I gave you the injection… I didn’t want ya’ to remember that I shot you, but Noob ended up spillin’ his mouth anyways…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Red… It would’ve been nicer if you told us that evidence right off the bat…”

 

Red: “Nice…? Who gives a damn ‘bout bein’ nice?”

 

Red: “Oh, uh… Speakin’ of… I think I’ll flip to Light’s side… Seems more logical than the wishy washy crap you guys are usin’ to defend yerselves’...”

 

Steve: “D-Damn it!”

 

Noob: “R-Red?”

 

Red: “Heh… You guys actually thought I was gonna stick up for your wimpy, seat-pissin’ friend?! Hell nah…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Light: “So there’s your answer. Red actually gave Steve the injection, meaning Nubert Tixston’s memories had to be erased.”

 

Noob: “S-Stop using my full name!”

 

Light: “Hehehehe… Why?! ,When it comes to filthy pigs, I try to keep their full names in mind…”

 

Sans: “hey monomi…? are death threats a big-no-no in court or not…?”

 

Monomi: “H-Huh?!”

 

Steve: “D-Don’t ask that question, Sans… You literally gave Light a death threat a couple minutes ago…”

 

Noob: “G-Guys…! L-Let’s focus on proving Light wrong! Who’s with me?!”

 

Gandhi: “Oh, of course… Let us crush his vile lies under the weight of an atomic bomb!”

 

Steve: “Yeah… I’m in.”

 

Light: (“These sick, worthless, rabid dogs… I’ve had enough of them… ENOUGH…!”)

 

Light: (“...”)

 

Light: (“Head in the game, Light. Just show them the truth before the clock turns to zero… It… It’ll be okay… You’re not gonna fucking die, Light…”)

 

-Nonstop Debate-

 

- Steve’s Injury

- Steve’s Memories

- Bloxy Cola

- Trapdoor Lock

- Passcode Room

 

Steve: “Light… Your time's up! I promised Noob that he wasn’t the killer… And that wasn’t for nothing!”

 

Noob: “Yeah, just because I forgot what happened during the night doesn’t mean that I’d go and kill Basil!”

 

Gandhi: “It’s impossible… Nubert’s heart is much too pure to kill someone.”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Basil can’t be dead… I-I never had a….”

 

Sans: “yeah… if basil was dead, i’m pretty sure we’d find his body… there’s no doubt about it…”

 

Steve: “The fact that “Mr Basilface” was here is proof that Basi’s still alive!”

 

Red: “Heheh… Unless even the mastermind was unaware…”

 

 

Trapdoor Lock -> we’d find his body

 

Light: “AHHHAAAAHAAAHaaa…! THAT’S WRONG! WRONGWRONGWroNG!!!”

 

Red: “Bro, could you at least not scream like a lunatic whenever you “No, That’s Wrong!” someone…”

 

Red: “Steve does it best, leave it to him.”

 

Sans: “I’m right though… We would find Basil’s body, so clearly he’s not dead.”

 

Light: “Ahahahaha… Well, Sans Undertale…”

 

Sans: “sans... undertale…?”

 

Red: “Cut it with the full names, bro… It’s hella' stupid!”

 

Light: “...”

 

Red: “Tch… At least my name was obscured on my report card, so you’ve no clue who I really am.”

 

Light: "The files tell me everything, Red."

 

Red: "...Right."

 

Light: “Anyways... Sans Undertale… There’s a place we haven’t checked, where Basil’s body is hidden… A locked trapdoor!”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “Crap…”

 

Light: “Ahahahhhaaghh… For the Ultimate Comedian… You seem awfully down right now…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Steve: “Come on Sans! The trapdoor was locked, but haven’t you considered that Basil’s just hidden inside…?! He’s not necessarily dead!”

 

Sans: “it’s just…”

 

Sans: “I hate Light so much… B-But this time… I-I… Have to admit he’s right…”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “Mastermind?! Are you responsible for this?! Are you doing this because you want my friends dead?!”

 

Silence breathed through the air.

 

Light: “Hmph… The mastermind appears to be somewhat of a recluse… If they wished to talk, they’d at least listen to my demands, as The Chosen One…”

 

Noob: “Quit it with the “Chosen One” stuff, and argue against us! Steve, Trainer Red, Gandhi are still sticking by my side, because we’re friends!”

 

Trainer Red: “....”

 

Trainer Red: “I don't believe in “friends”...”

 

Gandhi: “Light… The evidence is insufficient…”

 

Light: “Think what you want…”

 

Gandhi: “No, I’m serious! A locked trapdoor isn’t enough to accuse Noob of being the killer!”

 

Gandhi’s glasses did one of his iconic anime boy flashes, as he pointed his hand at Light, as if readying for a battle.

 

-Rebuttal Showdown

 

- Steve’s Injury

- Red’s Account

- Steve’s Memories

- Bloxy Cola

- Purple Cloth

- Passcode Room

 

Gandhi: “Light… If you wish to argue, then argue with reason!”

 

Gandhi: “This is all a massive fabrication set up to support your case!”

 

Gandhi: “It’s unruly to accuse somebody with zero freaking evidence!”

 

Gandhi: “There’s nothing suggesting Noob did any of this!”

 

 

-> Purple Cloth

 

Light: “Consider the purple cloth! It’s literally right next to the trapdoor, have you got dementia, you fucking r*tard?”

 

Gandhi: “Don’t use such foul language Light…! Let me show you the prowess of a gentleman!”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed, the purple cloth exists, however, it may have just been placed there by yourself… Therefore, the evidence is null!”

 

Gandhi: “Furthermore, there can’t be a case without a weapon!”

 

Gandhi: “In this situation, there is no weapon used to kill Basil!”

 

 

-> Bloxy Cola

 

Light: (“Hehehehe… This’ll cut through those words like a knife to the skin of a fragile old man…! JUSTICE, FUCKing JUSTICE, BABY!!”)

 

Light: “AHAhaaahaAAAghh… Your idiocy confounds me, Mohandas Gandhi!”

 

Light: “Consider the cola that we found in the lab…”

 

Light: “Not only was it empty, but it could’ve been possible to put the arsenic inside the cola… Hence why the arsenic jar was empty…”

 

Gandhi: “G-Gh…”

 

Light: “Not only that, but the emptiness of the cola can implies that it was used…”

 

Light: “How does it feel to have Nubert Tixston… The one you “TRuSted” the most, to be the same person who tricked “PooR iNNoCENT” Basil??!!”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Noob: “G-Gandhi… Don’t side with Light!”

 

Gandhi: “Forgive me… B-But… I must… Confront the truth… No matter how uncomfortable…”

 

Gandhi: “It’s what Basil would’ve wanted…”

 

Noob: “N-No… T-That’s not what he would’ve wanted… He…!”

 

Noob: “He just wanted to go home...!”

 

Noob eyes started shedding unwilling tears, as his voice cracked.

 

Noob: “I don’t know what to say a-anymore! I-I’m gonna die…!”

 

Steve: “Noob! P-Please! I’ll defend you! I’ll defend you with my soul!”

 

Noob: “I-Is it all my fault?! I-I… don't want Basil to be gone forever…!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Steve: “No, it’s not your fault! I’ll believe in you! I’ll believe in you no matter what happens! Something… Something is clearly wrong here…!”

 

Light: “Hahahaha… This is “heartwarming”, isn’t it?!”

 

Light: “Pfft… Or so it would be… If creatures like you even had a heart!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “J-Just…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: "Shut up, Light! Why do you have to be the definition of perfect?! Can't we just get by without worrying about you killing us?!"

 

Trainer Red gave everyone paranoid glances.

 

Trainer Red: "I don't wanna go to hell... I don't wanna be punished forever and ever..."

 

Light: “Honestly, Red Tournesol, I thought you’d take my side…”

 

Light clenched his fist.

 

Light: “But here we are…”

 

Trainer Red: “JUST SHUT THE HELL UP! BASIL’S NOT DEAD!”

 

 

Light: (“Urgh… Red, Steve, Noob… These three…! Stubborn FUCKING rats! I need to get them to FUCKING SHUT UP before I get executed for failing FUCKING trial wrong cos’ of these degenerate fucks…”)

 

- Argument Armament -

 

- VS ARCANE ANGEL TRAINER RED-

 

-PHASE 1-

Trainer Red: “ILLOGICAL! ILLOGICAL! ILLOGICAL!”

Trainer Red: “THE FACTS DON’T LINE UP!”

Trainer Red: “THERE’S TOO MANY CONTRADICTIONS!”

Trainer Red: “ILLOGICAL! ILLOGICAL! ILLOGICAL!”

Trainer Red: “THERE’S TOO MANY CONTRADICTIONS!”

Trainer Red: “...”

Trainer Red: “ILLOGICAL! ILLOGICAL! ILLOGICAL!”

Trainer Red: “BASIL CAN’T BE DEAD!”

Trainer Red: “THERE’S TOO MANY CONTRADICTIONS!”

Trainer Red: “THE FACTS DON’T LINE UP!”

Trainer Red: “BASIL CAN’T BE DEAD!”

Trainer Red: “THE FACTS DON’T LINE UP!”

Trainer Red: “BASIL CAN’T BE DEAD!”

 

-PHASE 2-

Trainer Red: “Let’s think about this!”

Trainer Red: “Basil isn’t dead!”

Trainer Red: “You’re just insane!”

Trainer Red: “Let’s think about this!”

Trainer Red: “Please!”

Trainer Red: “Let’s think about this!”

Trainer Red: “He can’t be dead!”

Trainer Red: “You’re just insane!”

Trainer Red: “He can’t be dead!”

Trainer Red: “...”

Trainer Red: “Basil isn’t dead!”

Trainer Red: “You’re just insane!”

Trainer Red: “...”

Trainer Red: “Please!”

Trainer Red: “He can’t be dead!”

Trainer Red: “Please!”

Trainer Red: “Basil isn’t dead!”

Trainer Red: “...”

 

-PHASE 3-

Trainer Red: “...”

Trainer Red: “...”

Trainer Red: “W-Why…?! WHY?!”

Trainer Red: “...”

Trainer Red: “Please…!”

Trainer Red: “...”

Trainer Red: “...”

Trainer Red: “I-Is… Is it my fault…?!”

Trainer Red: “I-I’m sorry…”

Trainer Red: “...”

Trainer Red: “...”

Trainer Red: “I… No…”

Trainer Red: “...”

Trainer Red: "Basil is burning in hell...?"

Trainer Red: “...”

Trainer Red: “Please…!”

Trainer Red: “...”

Trainer Red: “P-Please… P-Please…!”

Trainer Red: “...”

Trainer Red: “...”

Trainer Red: “B-Basil… W-Why…?”

 

I MURDER WITNESSED THE

 

 

-> I WITNESSED THE MURDER

 

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

-BREAK-

 

Light: “I SAW THE WHOLE FUCKing THING!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

 

Light: “AhaaaaHAAAAAhaaaHAAAGHH!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! JUSTICE! ABSOLUTE JUSTICE!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red just… Didn’t respond…

 

Instead he hit himself. And hit himself. And hit himself again. Each harder than the last, like a crescendo. He kept hitting himself over, and over again.

 

But why would anyone want to stop him? After repeatedly trying to convince Basil to kill himself, he finally got what he wanted.

 

It was karma, wonderful karma. And seeing Trainer Red bruise himself with punches to his own ugly face was just so gratifying.

 

Steve felt a terrible feeling. The feeling that Light was right… The feeling that Noob… truly…. Killed someone…”

 

Noob: “A-Agh?! Y-You s-saw me kill Basil…?!”

 

Steve: “Noob, he’s lying! Don’t fall for it…!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Light: “That’s right… I saw the whole thing on the cameras of the Passcode Room! In fact… Ahahahahaah…”

 

Light: “I orchestrated the whole murder…!”

 

Steve: “...?”

 

Steve: “Noob, you wouldn’t listen to him, right?!”

 

Noob: “No! There’s no way! Not in a million years! Even if my life depended on it! I’d rather sacrifice myself than kill Basil!”

 

Light: “Heheheheheh… AhahahahahaahAAHAHAHAHA…”

 

Steve: “I don’t see what’s worth laughing over… There’s your answer, Light! Noob would never kill Basil! The only person he’d be willing to kill is you!”

 

Monomi: “H-Hey guys! Just a warning! Only five minutes left! You better make your decision quickly!”

 

Light: “Heh… Alright then… Allow me to crush your hollow words and bring forth truth and JUSTICE! Justice at any cost…”

 

Light: “Even if… It pierces the soul.”

 

Steve: “I-I’m not accepting that… Light… You’re going down!”

 

- Argument Armament -

 

-VS STEVE-

 

-PHASE 1-

Steve: “Maybe others have faltered! But I still believe in Noob!”

Steve: “Light… Your lies are coming to an end…!”

Steve: “Light… Your lies are coming to an end…!”

Steve: “This is just another one of your lies!”

Steve: “I’ll cut through those lies like knives!”

Steve: “Maybe others have faltered! But I still believe in Noob!”

Steve: “I will protect Noob no matter the cost!”

Steve: “I’ll cut through those lies like knives!”

Steve: “This is just another one of your lies!”

Steve: “Light… Your lies are coming to an end…!”

Steve: “I’ll cut through those lies like knives!”

Steve: “Maybe others have faltered! But I still believe in Noob!”

Steve: “This is just another one of your lies!”

 

-PHASE 2-

Steve: “This is it, Light… Your final showdown!”

Steve: “I’ll… Believe Noob… To the very end!”

Steve: “This is it, Light… Your final showdown!”

Steve: “I’ll… Believe Noob… To the very end!”

Steve: “Light… You don’t know how hard I wanna punch you…”

Steve: “This is it, Light… Your final showdown!”

Steve: “Aaaarghh…”

Steve: “It’s us against them. Us. Against. Them!”

Steve: “Light… You don’t know how hard I wanna punch you…”

Steve: “Aaaarghh…”

Steve: “I’ll burn those words to the ground…!”

Steve: “Aaaarghh…”

Steve: “It’s us against them. Us. Against. Them!”

Steve: “I’ll burn those words to the ground…!”

Steve: “I’ll burn those words to the ground…!”

Steve: “Light… You don’t know how hard I wanna punch you…”

Steve: “I’ll… Believe Noob… To the very end!”

Steve: “It’s us against them. Us. Against. Them!”

 

-PHASE 3-

Steve: “This corruption! These lies! I’ll destroy all of them!”

Steve: “I’LL DESTROY YOU!!!”

Steve: “This corruption! These lies! I’ll destroy all of them!”

Steve: “ROT IN HELL!”

Steve: “N-Noob wouldn’t do this… right…?”

Steve: “ALL YOUR FAULT! ALL YOUR FAULT!”

Steve: “I’LL DESTROY YOU!!!”

Steve: “ROT IN HELL!”

Steve: “This corruption! These lies! I’ll destroy all of them!”

Steve: “I’LL BURN YOU ALIVE!!”

Steve: “N-Noob wouldn’t do this… right…?”

Steve: “I’LL DESTROY YOU!!!”

Steve: “ROT IN HELL!”

Steve: “ALL YOUR FAULT! ALL YOUR FAULT!”

Steve: “N-Noob wouldn’t do this… right…?”

Steve: “ALL YOUR FAULT! ALL YOUR FAULT!”

Steve: “Noob wouldn’t do this! I-I’ll believe that! To my dying breath! I promise!”

 

-HUMAN BY CHANGED EXPERIMENTATION-

 

 

-> CHANGED BY HUMAN EXPERIMENTATION

 

 

Steve: “W-Why...?”

 

-BREAK-

 

Light: (“All those little moves… What else did he fucking think they were for…? Forcing him to cut up those animals…? Convincing Monokuma to kill Guest…? Making him eat his shithead hamsters…? Locking him up…?”)

 

Light: (“They were to make him mine. All mine… And with Odysseus by my side, he can do whatever I fucking say…!”)

 

Steve’s expression cracked.

 

Steve: "I hate you, Light."

Notes:

Thanks for reading this chapter, it was pretty long and the art took a while to make, so I hope you enjoyed!

We're nearly done with the chapter, are you guys looking forward to punishment time?!

Chapter 80: Chapter 4 [AD] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Hi everyone, sorry for the longer wait. The art for this chapter took a long time!

I hope the wait was worth it, though! Let's see what happens...

~CHAPTER 80~

The Cast:

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI) -[MISSING!]-

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

- Monomi File #1

- Steve’s Injury

- Poisoned Pizza

- Leafy’s “Skin”

- Leafy’s Transformation

- Noob’s List

- Red’s Account

- Teleporter Keyword

- Steve’s Memories

- Noob’s Memories

- Memory Injection

- Arsenal

- Stinging On Waluigi’s Neck

- Waluigi’s Neck Marks

- State of Waluigi’s Body

- Bloodstain on Wall

- Waluigi’s Negotiation

- Monomi File #2

- Mdiehamgarsnnidt

- Red Room Night Puzzle

- Noose

- Bloxy Cola

- Arsenic Jar

- Trapdoor Lock

- Purple Cloth

- 11037

- Passcode Room

- Sans’ Account

- Hair On Torch

- Passcode Room Glowstone

- Magic Acid

- Burnt Message

 

 

 

 

My eyes shone like white pearls in an ocean of darkness.

 

I feel like I want everything to freaking burn.

 

The world’s on fire right now.

 

I scream at Light. A blood curdling scream.

 

Why does he just want us all to suffer?! Why does he think he’s some kind of God?! Why does he pick who goes to hell?!

 

I should be the one who gets to pick, because, then…

 

I’d give Light a special place where he could suffer for all eternity.

 

Steve: “I-I…”

 

Noob: “S-Steve…? D-Don’t give up…!”

 

Steve: “Why did you listen to him, Noob?! Why?! I hate you, too! Why did you betray me, Noob, why?!”

 

Noob: “I-I-I-I… D-Didn’t….”

 

Steve: “Why did everyone betray me?!”

 

I point at Gandhi.

 

Steve: “Why are you just a freaking murderer…?

 

Gandhi’s body shook anxiously.

 

Steve: “What about you, Sans?! You just sat there while everyone got killed, one by one!”

 

Sans held onto his face and looked at the floor.

 

Steve: “And especially you, Red! You lured me into a corner again and again, making me think that you were something you’re not! Something human…”

 

Red: “Ehehehe…”

 

Steve: “I swear… This is all your fault! Every single one of you! We could have worked together to stop this freaking game, but, instead, we started murdering, left and right!”

 

I try my best to hold my fist in place, even though it’s thumping, just like my brain.

 

Light smiled. That twisted ratlike smile. That thing isn’t even human, is he?!

 

Light: “Wonderful…! I’m glad to here you’ve finally taken my side on the debate, hahahaha…”

 

Steve: “I’m not siding with you, Light. I’m not siding with anyone here.”

 

I give Noob a deathly stare.

 

Steve: “But I’m not siding with you either, you disgusting rat.”

 

Noob’s face expressed a hollow expression.

 

All his compassion. His desire to believe and protect… It was all seeping out of him.

 

His face… It was only trying to say one thing…

 

“Is it all my fault?”

 

I don’t know Noob. I don’t know.

 

I don’t know.

 

Steve: “Noob.”

 

He creaks his neck towards me in horror.

 

Noob: “PLEASE! SAY SOMETHING! ANYTHING! I-IT CAN’T BE MY FAULT!!”

 

Steve: “Tell me the truth, you hollow, bloodsucking vampire.”

 

Light: “The truth… N-Now Nubert Tixston… Why don’t you say it?!”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Light: “Why don’t you tell us how I fucking fixed your fucking r*tarded brain?!!”

 

Light: “And then you fucking murderered Basil, you SHITHEAD??!”

 

Trainer Red flinched.

 

Noob: “No!”

 

The cold air of the dark office lifted Noob’s cape. A cold ninja in the dark. Shadows were the only safety.

 

I have to break his illusion.

 

- Argument Armament -

 

-VS LAST HOPE NOOB-

 

-PHASE 1-

Noob: “I won’t be scared anymore! As long as I can believe in you all!”

Noob: “P-Please believe in me, Steve! I wouldn’t kill Basil!”

Noob: “We need to have hope! I’m not the killer!”

Noob: “I WOULD NEVER HURT BASIL!”

Noob: “I won’t be scared anymore! As long as I can believe in you all!”

Noob: “P-Please believe in me, Steve! I wouldn’t kill Basil!”

Noob: “I-Is… I-Is it my fault?!”

Noob: “I WOULD NEVER HURT BASIL!”

Noob: “P-Please believe in me, Steve! I wouldn’t kill Basil!”

Noob: “We need to have hope! I’m not the killer!”

Noob: “I-Is… I-Is it my fault?!”

Noob: “We need to have hope! I’m not the killer!”

Noob: “P-Please Steve! You’re my friend!”

Noob: “I-Is… I-Is it my fault?!”

Noob: “I WOULD NEVER HURT BASIL!”

Noob: “I won’t be scared anymore! As long as I can believe in you all!”

 

-PHASE 2-

Noob: “S-Steve… Don’t say that… You’re my friend!”

Noob: “I just wanna see my family a-again…”

Noob: “Please believe in me! You’re all my friends!”

Noob: “S-Steve… Don’t say that… You’re my friend!”

Noob: “We’ll meet Basil after the trial, okay…?”

Noob: “It’s… My… Fault?!”

Noob: “Please believe in me! You’re all my friends!”

Noob: “I-It’s my… Fault…?!”

Noob: “Please believe in me! You’re all my friends!”

Noob: "I...  Just wanna be happy..."

Noob: “We’ll meet Basil after the trial, okay…?”

Noob: “I just wanna see my family a-again…”

Noob: “We’ll meet Basil after the trial, okay…?”

Noob: “It’s… My… Fault?!”

Noob: “I-It’s my… Fault…?!”

Noob: “S-Steve… Don’t say that… You’re my friend!”

Noob: “It’s… My… Fault?!”

Noob: “I-It’s my… Fault…?!”

Noob: “I just wanna see my family a-again…”

 

-PHASE 3-

Noob: “I don’t wanna die!”

Noob: “I’m…”

Noob: “It’s all my fault?!!”

Noob: “Waluigi?! Say something!”

Noob: “Is this the will of causality?!”

Noob: “I just wanna see Basil again!”’

Noob: “Leafy?! Say something!”

Noob: “It’s all my fault?!!”

Noob: “I just wanna see Guest a-again…”

Noob: “A-Am I a terrible person…?!”

Noob: “I just wanna see Gundham again!”

Noob: “I-I’m so scared…”

Noob: “I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m…”

Noob: “The Dark Devas will protect me!”

Noob: “It’s all my fault?!!”

Noob: “I don’t wanna leave you…”

Noob: “AAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHH!!!”

Noob: “I DON’T WANT TO BE MURDERED! GET ME OUT OF HERE!”

Noob: “It’s all my fault… It’s all… It’s… it’sallmyfault-it’sallmyfault--it’sallmyfault-it’sallmyfault-it’sallmyfault-it’sallmyfault-it’sallmyfault-it’sallmyfault-it’sallmyfault-it’sallmyfault-it’sallmyfault-it’sallmyfault-it’sallmyfault-it’sallmyfault-it’sallmyfault-it’sallmyfault-IT’SALLMYFAULT-IT’SALLMYFAULT-IT’SALLMYFAULT-IT’SALLMYFAULT-IT’SALLMYFAULT-IT’SALLMYFAULT-IT’SALLMYFAULT-IT’SALLMYFAULT-IT’SALLMYFAULT-IT’SALLMYFAULT-IT’SALLMYFAULTMYFAULT-IT’SALLMYFAULT-IT’SALLMYFAULT-IT’SALLMYFAULT-IT’SALLMYFAULT-IT’SALLMYFAULT!!!”

 

-ALL YOUR FAULT IT’S-

 

 

-> IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT

-break…-

 

Noob was choking now, repeating the words over and over again, coughing and breathing quickly and off pace. Choking and dying and begging for mercy, but murderers don't deserve mercy.

 

That cockroach in the shape of a child was just yet another dirty killer.

 

But then why am I crying so freaking much????

 

What’s wrong with me, what’s happening…?

 

I cling onto my arm, practically unable to speak.

 

Why can’t Steve stop crying…?

 

Why can’t…

 

Is it me? Maybe it’s me?

 

My vision is smogged by these stupid tears. These stupid tears formed by empathy for a cold blooded killer?

 

Steve: “I promised I’d protect you Noob… I… I’m so sorry…”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Noob: “AAAAAAAGHhhhhh!!!”

 

Noob: “IT’SALLMY-

 

Noob breathed heavily, trying to choke the thoughts out like lumps of lead stuck in his neck.

 

Noob: “AAAAAAAGGHHH!”

 

Light: “Now then, I’d imagine we’d like to close this argument, wouldn’t we?! Ahhhhhahahaha… It’s been good, hasn’t it, fighting for justice, Nubert Tixston?!”

 

Noob: “it’sallmyfault-it’sallmyfault-it’sallmyfault!”

 

Light: “Well… I suppose you're no longer of utility, Nubert Tixston. You were an interesting subject, but let's end this. If you weren't so stubborn, perhaps you could've been remembered as a stepping stone to justice.”

 

-Closing Argument-

 

Light: “Well then… This trial, unlike other trials which were lacking in prior planning, began as soon as we all entered the second island.”

Light: “The information on the files gave me all the psychological information I needed to fix the twisted brains of the islanders, and it’s there I began scouting out my plan. The killer allied with the terrorist, Gundham, and, in order to ensure that he was murdered, I exaggerated the truth behind his involvement in The Ultimate Despair. Just a little white lie, to punish the unworthy, ahahahahaha…!”

 

Light: “Once Gundham was disposed of, I destroyed the killer’s associations by forcing him to eat his hamsters. This broke his volition, to the extent where I could rid it of corruption and mould it to my creation. As a final nail in the coffin, I ensured that Monokuma severed a vital connection of Guest, by ordering him to shoot Guest.”

Light: “During this time, one of the victims, Leafy, had accepted an invitation to digest pure concentrated cyanide. This did not kill her, however, due to her metal form, that could only be removed through the consumption of a yellow tomato. Taking advantage of this, I kept a yellow tomato in my pocket throughout the third trial, so that I could use it on the fourth island.”

 

Light: “At the end of the trial, the Rescue Team beat the mastermind’s avatar, Monokuma, to shreds. It was then that someone else had to step in, and temporarily take on the role of the mastermind for the next island. Of course, being the chosen one, I was a natural fit...! This was highly advantageous, providing me a vantage point in the admin room over the entire island to control outcomes as I desired.”

 

Light: “My initial plan for the first two killings was to stir conflict between Leafy and Waluigi. In order to do this, I intervened in the Rap Battle and revealed the cold truth that Waluigi was no hero, but the Ultimate Villain, secretly planning to betray us from the very beginning! However, despite the info in my files, the plan didn’t come into fruition. In order to ensure that the plan would take place, I created a motive that leveraged Leafy’s lack of trust of others; I threw meaningless messages along the walls of the circus to make everyone paranoid… And it looks like you all took the bait, ahahahaha…!”

 

Light: “Mdiehamgarsnnidt?! What does that mean?! Well, in fact, absolutely nothing, but Leafy misinterpreted it as an anagram “Gandhi Mastermind”, which instilled a much needed sense of distrust within her friends…”

 

 

Light: “Yet… Nonetheless, for some fucking reason, the killer didn’t actually end up killing Waluigi, despite all my encouragements… So I had to be more direct! I left the yellow tomato, as well as several other pizza ingredients in the kitchen, to encourage the creation of a pizza… Being the type of person who gives gifts for the sake of clout, Leafy took the bait and decided to make a pizza “allegedly” for Basil’s sake.”

 

Light: “And thus, all my plans for killing Leafy were set into motion. Due to the semantics of whether it was Homer, myself, or Gandhi, the one who added the tomato to the pizza who was considered the killer, I could’ve been unrightfully executed due to my involvement with the tomato poisoning plan. However, Rule 7 states that an individual may only be punished if they kill three people, therefore I had room to dispose of one more islander from the list.”

 

 

Light: “An opportunity arrived the evening before Leafy ate the poisoned pizza. Navigating through the dark due to his luminant aura, Waluigi, the Ultimate Villain, approached me. He offered a panicked negotiation, attempting to end the killing game and spare the lives of each of the participants. Naturally, I wrote his name in the Death Note, and he hung himself several hours later, then blew his own head off. ”

 

Light: “Hahhahaahaaa… How can someone be so fucking r*tarded?!”

 

Light: “But, that’s besides the point, he left notes behind in the dark circus, stating the time of death and that he’d been forced to kill himself. Out of pure psychopathy and lust for violence, Red, the Ultimate Astronaut, decided to dip the corpse’s head in acid, making the cause of death falsely appear to be decapitation.”

 

Light: “Later that morning, Leafy woke up, ready to present the pizza to Basil, however, Basil wasn’t present…”

 

Light: “Being the self-serving, greedy bastard of an Ultimate Thief that she is, she ended up eating the pizza herself, and due to the yellow tomato, converted back to her regular form, and died from cyanide poisoning. The one who added the yellow tomato, to my surprise, was none other than Mohandas Gandhi, the Ultimate Peacekeeper, who, through sheer negligence, let Leafy die…”

 

Light: “I'm glad that leaf is gone... This place feels so much cleaner now… Haha...”

 

Light: “If all this were to be the case, I would be the killer, due to writing Waluigi’s name in the Death Note, however, there’s a little plot twist to this whole case… A hidden third murder, bubbling underneath the surface.”

 

Light: “Since the beginning of receiving the files, I always had ambitions to convince Basil to kill himself, given his frail mentality, however, due to the killer saving Basil from suicide, my initial plans were foiled, and hence, began my approach to murder became to use the former savior as a killer. Due to Basil having a neurotic personality, it was hard for him to form connections, therefore I had to use the one person he could trust as a tool for murder.”

Light: “In order to pilot the killer into committing murder, I had to predispose him to the idea of killing. To do this, I set up a series of challenges in the dark circus to get the killer used to the idea of murder. To free Basil, I forced the killer to chop up seven different animals, readying them to chop up their eighth animal, Basil Heather.

 

Light: “My next step was to abduct the killer after they saved Basil from suicide, and I left them in isolation, so as to dissociate their feelings to normalise killing. With a bit of assistance from Project Odysseus to repress sentimental emotions, I had fully fixed him, and began my preparations.”

 

Light: “Shortly before Waluigi’s murder, I locked himself and Basil up in the dark basement, and made him give Basil bloxy cola poisoned with arsenic to kill him."

 

Light: "Not long after Basil's death, Steven entered the basement, blissfully unaware of the body hiding in the dark, and rescued the killer. Due to the darkness of the basement, Steve failed to notice Basil’s body hiding inside the room. They both left and locked the trapdoor behind, leaving Basil’s body to rot.”

 

Light: “Shortly after, Red appeared on the scene, shot Steven, and while tasked to bring heal the gunshot wound, used a memory injection to cause him to forget about being shot, and hence we were misled to believe that Red caused the killer’s memory loss, rather than my own interference with Project Odysseus.”

 

 

Light: “But nonetheless…! The ultimate truth remained… The killer, the one behind Basil’s killing, and my most interesting experimental subject yet…”

 

Light: “Was none other than Nubert Tixston, the Ultimate Lucky Student!”

 

He clapped his hands like a bloody psychopath.

 

Light: “AHAAAAHAAAAHAAAGHHH!! Isn’t it beautiful to see justice like this?! After all this time that degenerate fucking r*tarded piece of shit is going to be executed…!”

Notes:

Anyways, I think you can see why the art took a while... Hope you enjoyed the chapter, any thoughts?

Chapter 81: Chapter 4 [AE] - Circus Slaughterhouse

Notes:

Here we are. The end of the chapter. Are you guys excited for the execution, are you mental prepared?

Trigger warning for gore and upsetting content.

...

Let's end this.

~CHAPTER 81~

The Cast:

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Basil (OMORI) -[MISSING!]-

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

Light Yagami (Death Note)

Noob (Roblox)

 

TRUTH BULLETS

- Monomi File #1

- Steve’s Injury

- Poisoned Pizza

- Leafy’s “Skin”

- Leafy’s Transformation

- Noob’s List

- Red’s Account

- Teleporter Keyword

- Steve’s Memories

- Noob’s Memories

- Memory Injection

- Arsenal

- Stinging On Waluigi’s Neck

- Waluigi’s Neck Marks

- State of Waluigi’s Body

- Bloodstain on Wall

- Waluigi’s Negotiation

- Monomi File #2

- Mdiehamgarsnnidt

- Red Room Night Puzzle

- Noose

- Bloxy Cola

- Arsenic Jar

- Trapdoor Lock

- Purple Cloth

- 11037

- Passcode Room

- Sans’ Account

- Hair On Torch

- Passcode Room Glowstone

- Magic Acid

- Burnt Message

 

 

 

 

Noob: “It’sallmyfault-It’sallmyfault-It’sallmyfault-It’sallmyfault-It’sallmyfault-It’sallmyfault”

 

Noob kept repeating the words to himself…

 

Adrenaline bit at my heart.

 

So I stood up.

 

Light: “S-Steve?! We have two minutes left. L-Let’s start the vote already…”

 

I stepped towards Light, making an aggressive gesture.

 

Light: “S-Steve…? AHAHaaahaaa…? Sad that the r*tard’s getting the axe, are you?”

 

He made a shivering movement away from me.

 

Light: “Well… What are you gonna do about it…? Punch me?!”

 

Steve: “Much worse.”

 

 

I lunge at Light, grasping onto his coat. I latch onto his neck and wrap my hand around his arm.

 

He makes pathetic kicks at me. They don’t disarm me, not in the slightest.

 

Gandhi: “S-Steve…? W-What are you doing…?”

 

Steve: “I hate you, Light.”

 

I use my arms to throw his body against a wall, He braces himself and slides against the wall, stunned. His face is bloody.

 

 

I claw into his pocket and unsheathe the Death Note.

 

He makes a weak remark.

 

Light: “S-S-Steve…? W-What the fuck is this…?!”

 

Oh, it’s simple, Light. Guess you’re too busy with your stupid mind games to realise that.

 

To realise that this isn’t just a game, and the seething hatred I have for you is completely real.

 

It makes me twitch to look at his filthy, snaky eyes. They dart around, uncertain.

 

I grimace at him.

 

Steve: “You’re the real killer.”

 

Light: “Haahaa… What…?”

 

Steve: “It’s punishment time.”

 

Light: “Ahaahaa… Y-You c-can’t punish me… You’re not the mastermind, you don’t make the rules.”

 

Steve: “No. But I can do exactly what you did last time.”

 

Steve: “Take the game into my own hands.”

 

I lock my eyes onto his.

 

Steve: “I’m making sure that you’re going to be the one executed.”

 

Light gives this horrible smile with his jaw dropped, as if he actually doesn’t understand something for once. He doesn’t know what death is.

 

I clench my teeth, then try to open them again.

 

I feel like I can’t speak…

 

Damn… It…

 

Steve: “N-Noob?”

 

Noob: “...”

 

Steve: “W-Write… Your own name… In the Death Note.”

 

Noob gives me this terrified look that puts this anxious, vulnerable expression on my face. He doesn’t know what death is, either.

 

Noob: “I-I-I… D-Don’t wanna die…!”

 

The child’s whole body seizes up.

 

Noob: “I’m scared…! Steve! Don’t do it! Don’t write my name, don’t write my, don’t, don’t, don’t…!”

 

Steve feels this swallowing guilt take over his entire body.

 

So he begins to act without his own body. He begins to act like he’s observing himself, a puppet that doesn’t choose his own actions, because those actions are painful. So, so painful.

 

Steve writes… I write his name in the Death Note. I write it with the blood leaking from Light’s face.

 

“N”. I struggle to put my hand to the letter.

 

“u”. Yet. Something makes me persist.

 

“b”, “e”, “r”, “t”. Anger. Rage against this world. That desire, that craving, so that he will be punished.

 

“T”, “i”, “x”. The world hates me. The world hates happiness, it hates joy. And if I can’t have joy, I suppose I can just punish those who want misery instead.

 

“s”, “t”, “o”. But what if I’m wrong?! What if he’s innocent?! What if- what if-

 

“n”. Too late.

 

 

“Nubert Tixston”. I stare at the name. The Ultimate Lucky Student. A meaningless title.

 

Don’t think, Steve. Speak. Block all feelings, anything. You aren’t real. Your entire self is a lie. You’re just a puppet.

 

Steve: “You have forty seconds left… Forty seconds to live.”

 

 

I watch Noob’s face like an old friend in a photo; out the window.

 

But the expression he makes keeps changing, causing a throbbing punch in my brain. Something moving that isn’t supposed to be moving. A reanimated corpse.

 

My heart is racing and Steve wants to cry, but my mind and Steve’s heart aren’t aligned.

 

Light: “W-What the fuck?! W-What the fuck is this…?! This c-can’t be happening, this can’t be…?”

 

 

Noob: “S-Steve…! I never killed anyone…! I’d never kill anyone…!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Noob: “I don’t wanna die…! I don’t wanna… I’m scared…”

 

Steve: “I’m sorry… I’m so… Sorry…”

 

Noob: “I-I-I’m going… To die…?”

 

Noob: “It’s all m-my… Fault…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

 

Noob: “N-Ngh… Tell mom and dad I’m on a long holiday… Hahaha… Aaagh… AAAAAAGHH!”

 

Noob: “W-Wait…! W-What if it’s wrong?! It’s wrong!”

 

Noob: “I-I’m n-not the killer…! L-Light’s the k-killer…! I-It’s him…!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Noob: “Please, Steve, I DON’T WANNA DIE!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Noob: “Please, Steve…! STOP IT…! Put my name out of the Death Note! I don’t wanna die! Please, please!!”

 

I stare at him, feeling like a shell. Does he not remember the rule? You can’t erase names from the Death Note.

 

Noob: “I’m not ready! I need to see mom and dad, I need to see Basil! I need to see… Guest and Gundham!”

 

 

Noob: “I-I wanna see their smiles…! I wanna see the world…! I don’t wanna forget every happy moment, everyone I ever loved…! I wanna go back, I wanna go back, I wanna go back!”

 

Noob was weeping…

 

He shook horribly… Like he saw a monster.

 

Noob: “Make it stop, make it stop, make it stop!”

 

 

Noob’s ribcage started thumping.

 

Noob: “AAAGHHHH!! MAKE IT STOP!!!”

 

 

And thumping harder.

 

Noob: “MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT STOP! I DON’T WANNA DIE! I don’t want everything to be gone forever…!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

I gave him a sympathetic smile.

 

 

Steve?: “This is justice.”

 

Noob let out a terrible shriek, and the thumping got faster, unnaturally fast, like a chasm in his heart. His whole body struggling now to stay composed with agonising pain.

 

Noob: “I-I d-deserved this…?”

 

 

A horrible fleshy bursting noise… Noob fell to the ground, body melting… Holding onto the floor for dear life…

 

Noob: “I-I… Deserved this…”

 

 

And then he stopped holding onto anything.

 

 

And shook his hand in the air, victoriously.

 

Noob: “I-If… I-I’m d-dead… M-Maybe y-y-you’ll a-a-all b-b-be h-happy…”

 

He smiled.

 

Noob: “A-After a-all… I-I… I-I-It’s a-aa-all m-my f-f-fau-ult…”

 

 

He closed his eyes.

 

Forever.

 

Now a dead body lingered in the room, a broken, rancid pile of flesh that used to be a child.

 

 

Its limbs splattered across the floor.

 

Bits of a fleshy ragdoll that couldn’t move, that couldn’t cry.

 

Everyone else stood dead and motionless, too. A building full of fleshy ragdolls.

 

...

 

*A MEMORY* [VIDEO LINK]

 

I can’t take it…

 

I can’t take it anymore!

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “W-Why…?”

 

Why can’t I stop crying?

 

What the hell is wrong with me?

 

Steve: “Noob… C-Come back…!”

 

Steve: “P-Please… Please come back, please!”

 

Steve: “Please…! Look at me, look at me! Tell me you’re alive!”

 

But it’s no use talking to a pile of disembodied limbs.

 

Something cracked inside me.

 

And my body twisted towards him.

 

Steve: “You… You killed him.”

 

I grab onto Light's neck and shake him violently. Everything is his fault. Everything.

 

Light: “Aaaah… Haahhh…? Haaaaahhhghhh.. Haaaghh…!”

 

 

Light just stood completely dumbfounded.

 

Light: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHH!!!!”

 

Light: “FUCKFUCKFUCKINGFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!”

 

Light: “FUCKING R*TARDed FUCKING DEGENERATE FUCKING ShIT FaCed PIEce OF fucKING DegenerATE FuckING SCuM!”

 

Light: “GO Fucking burn yourself and die in A FUCKING HOLe, YOU FUCKING FUCKBRAINED FUCKING GOOD FOR NOTHING!!! I WILL FUCKING FUCK YOUR FUCKING FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!”

 

Light clutched his face as if it was melting off.

 

Light: “I’M GOD!!!! I’M FUCKing GOD!!! YOu CAN’t KILL FuckING GOD, RIght MONOMI?!!!!!”

 

Monomi: “Aaaand… Time’s up~! Get ready to vote!”

 

Monomi spoke with complete unawareness to the situation.

 

Light: “FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!”

 

Light: “YOU CAN’T KILL THE FUCKING CHOSEN ONE YOU TOTAL PIecE OF fuckKING SSShITTT!!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

The voting screens popped up in front of everyone.

 

Light smashed his with his hands. The glass broke into his hands and cut at his veins.

 

Light: “FUCK!!! FUUUCK!! FUCK THIS! FUCK THIS! I’M FUCKING VOTING STEVE!! YOU’RE ALL FUCKING VOTING STEVE!!!”

 

He stared at the broken voting screen, pressing it repeatedly and letting the glass shards stab his hands.

 

-Voting Time!-

 

- 5 Votes Light

- 2 Votes None

 

Monomi: “Puhuhu~! Good job guys, the killer in this case sure is Light Yagami, the Ultimate Academic!”

 

Light: “AAAAAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHHAahahahahHHAAAHGGGGGHHAAAHHHHGGHHHAAAAAaaaaaaghh…?!!!!”

 

Light: “MONoMI!!! YOu CAN’t fUCKing kill mE i’m THE FUcking Son of GOD you PiEcE of shIT!!!”

 

Monomi: “Puhuhu~! Of course I can…!”

 

Light: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”

 

Light: “WHATEVER THE FUCK STEve JUst DiD… It WAsn’t innn the fuckING fileS”

 

Light spat those words as if he was choking his organs out.

 

He kept breathing uncontrollably, pulling at his hair.

 

Light: “Where’d I go wrong! WHERE THE FUCK DID I GO WRONG, HUH?! Everything… It was… fucking perfect… everything…”

 

He stared at the floor with a dejected look.

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “You can’t read people like files…”

 

Light: “...”

 

Gandhi: “The world in your mind is perfect…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “Everyone acts exactly like you think they will. The pieces are all set, and nothing’s broken.”

 

Gandhi turned to face Light.

 

Gandhi: “But this is the real world Light. We make mistakes. Often, horrible mistakes.”

 

Gandhi: “Nobody ever acts the exact way you predict them to.”

 

Light: “n-n-n-n-no…?”

 

Light: “t-t-t-there are t-two t-types o-of p-people in t-this w-world… h-heroe-es a-and v-villa-ins…”

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm…? Is that what Waluigi told you… Before you killed him…?”

 

Light: “n-no… h-he w-was just some degenerate p-piece of shit t-trying to j-justify himself…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

 

Gandhi: “Light… If the world only consists of heroes and villains, where do you belong?”

 

Light: “...”

 

Gandhi: “Are you a perfect citizen? Or merely a criminal scum?”

 

Light: “i… don’t… know…”

 

Gandhi: “There’s your answer.”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Hah…”

 

Gandhi turned to Steve.

 

Gandhi: “I hope you’ve realised you’ve made the wrong choice, too.”

 

Steve: “Hah. Sparing Light could never be the wrong choice. Think about how many lives we’ve spared from the Death Note.”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “This killing game taught me something…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “An eye for an eye only makes the world go blind.”

 

Light: “...”

 

Light: “Shut up! Shut up! I don’t care what it takes! M-My paradise! Ahahahaha…! My paradise…! I don’t care how many eyes it takes! Even my own! I everyone to see my paradise, even if it makes the whole world go blind…!”

 

Light laughed to himself.

 

Light: “Monomi. Do what you must to execute me… I-In the end… I-I will ascend… Ahahahahahahaaaghh…! Because… I… I-I’m the son of God…!”

 

Light: “My followers… They will see this brutal punishment as a sign! A sign from the heavens that justice will ultimately prevail…!”

 

Light stared up at an invisible heaven above.

 

Light: “Now Monomi… Do whatever the hell you want to punish me! Take me through your horrible, gruelling trials, crucify me…. Anoint me with blood! Mock me with a crown of thorns! No matter how brutal the punishment, my followers… My followers will always see it

as a sign…!”

 

Light: “A sign that I can’t die! That I can never die!”

 

Monomi: “Oh, uh… Heeehee~! Funny you say that… We.. Have nothing of the sort planned! Your execution will just take place in this very room!”

 

Light: “Hah…?”

 

Monomi: “Yeah~! We’re just gonna kill you the good old fashioned way! A heart attack!”

 

Light: “W-What…?!”

 

 

Light clutched his chest.

 

 

Light: “Aaagh…?”

 

He fell to the floor.

 

A cold wind blew.

 

A fly landed on Light’s neck.

 

 

Light: “N-N-Nothing…?

 

 

Thud.

 

The man is dead.

 

The room fell silent. They each stared at his body. They didn’t know what to think, so they thought nothing at all.

 

Monomi: “Puhuhuh~! Oh what a shame! He’s dead! He was a nice master while he lasted!”

 

Monomi: “Geee… Is it just me, or do you guys not seem sad about this at all…?”

 

The strongest feeling in the room was discomfort. Between Sans and Gandhi, perhaps there was some sense of guilt.

 

Perhaps there was some humanity in the man who had just fallen.

 

Perhaps not. Perhaps he was too far gone.

 

Not that it matters anymore. He’s dead now.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Red: “...”

 

Five silent voices, at the last door of the slaughterhouse.

 

Nobody could speak. Two corpses lay before them… Three more stood back in the circus.

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “O-Oh…”

 

Trainer Red: “.....?”

 

Gandhi: “R-Red…? W-What is it?!”

 

Red: “L-Light left something behind… W-When he died…?”

 

Red held up a slip of paper… Torn and shredded… In the man’s pocket.

 

So this is how he chose to be remembered.

 

Red: “Y-You can’t be…”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Ehehehehe… Ahahahahahaaa…! Take a look at this, you bastards!”

 

Steven Oak.

 

8:30pm.

 

Gunshot.

 

Next week.

 

 

This was undeniably a piece of the Death Note.

 

Steve: “T-That’s… T-That’s n-not a piece of the Death Note… R-Right…?”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Red: “Hehehe… Thought I saw him scribble somethin’ during his little breakdown after ya’ killed Noob…”

 

Red gave a nonchalant shrug.

 

Red: “Guess we know what it is now!”

 

Steve: “I-I’m going to die…?”

 

Steve felt a horror uncurl in his stomach.

 

Steve: “I’m not ready yet… I’m not ready…!”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Ehehehehe… None of us are ready, are we…?”

 

Red: “Yet… For whatever reason… We keep killin’ each other and ourselves…”

 

Red: “Stupid, ain’t it…?”

 

Steve: “Why…? Why?!”

 

Shrek was dead, Kirby was dead, Spamton was dead, Gundham was dead, Squidward was dead, Homer was dead, Leafy was dead, Waluigi was dead, Basil was dead, Noob was dead.

 

Steve is going to be dead.

 

Steve: “N-Nonononono…! No!”

 

Steve: “This is fake! This is fake! This has to be fake! Monomi, say something!”

 

Monomi: “Nope! All real, my friend!”

 

Promptly, Monomi pulled a switch, and Steve felt a stabbing feeling in his chest. He held onto himself, staining his hands with blood, when swirling, swirling…

 

His body burnt with contempt.

Notes:

Anyways, um...

yeah...

Chapter 4 is over...

Chapter 4 [AE] took a while to make I can't lie. It was my first time doing a video as well as making a song just for D:UMT. (I'm not a musician or anything, so my music's not exactly amazing tho). If the video link, doesn't work, please let me know. There was also 21 new art slides this time around, which I think was the most ever, and might be the most any chapter of this fic will ever have. In other words, this is a pretty key chapter.

Once again, I'm gonna do a ranking poll for you to guess who the chapter 5 killer and victim will be... I wonder if you can guess it...
Victim: https://strawpoll.com/bVg8BvWm3yY
Killer: https://strawpoll.com/B2ZB95QjAgJ

Last time... I can't say you guys were the most accurate... You guys put Gandhi and Light at the highest for victims, when the actual victims, Leafy, Basil and Waluigi, were in 3rd, 4th and 9th, respectively.
As for the killer... You guys put Gandhi, Trainer Red and Light on top, while Noob was in last place... Hey, I mean, Gandhi and Light were technically killers, just not the blackened... I guess you didn't see the killer coming...

Anyways, comment your thoughts below... The next chapter could be a while, since I'm gonna write the first half of chapter 6 before I get to uploading the first half of chapter 5, but I'll try to get stuff done as soon as I can. There's a lot to discuss about this chapter, I'd imagine...

Chapter 82: THE GALLERY

Notes:

Welcome one and all! This chapter isn't really any official content. I guess you could consider it non-canon content, because we're about to see stuff made by you insane commentors!

Hope you enjoy the tour!

Hello everyone and welcome to...

Yep that's right! The Gallery! Take a look around and enjoy all the fan made art memes and more! 

Feel free to take a tour!

 

Let's have a look at what everyone's made!

 

-ART-

 

 

Full Counters - Google Docs (Full Counters by NintendoBoy, Chapter 3[T]

UltimateMemeTeamDeathPortraits - Google Docs (Death Portraits by NintendoBoy, Chapter 4[H])

More images I made for Apples fic - Google Docs (Rebuttal Showdown art by NintendoBoy, Chapter 4[I])

SomeoneHasBeenFoundGuilty - Google Docs (Someone has been found guilty! By NintendoBoy, Q&A #3)

D:UMT! Fan(f)art - Google Docs (Fanart by bwessedookie, Q&A #3) [Also yeah, Light does have slightly longer hair in later chapters.]

 

(By Smorealina696, Q&A #3)

(Divorce Selfie, by Smorealina696, Chapter 4[T])

(Superprox, Chapter 4[U])

BasilMissing - Google Docs (Basil Death Portrait, NintendoBoy, Chapter 4[V])

My Recast - Google Docs (NintendoBoy's Recast, Chapter 4[V])

(Superprox's Recast, Chapter 4[V-AE])

 

Kevin no recast - Google Docs (bwessedookie's recast art, chapter 4[V])

 

(Smorealina's Recast, Chapter 4[V-AC])

 

(Red in a nutshell, by Superprox)

(By bwessedookie, Chapter 4[W])

(L*ght, By bwessedookie, Chapter 4[X])

(Lightheart, by Smorealina696, Chapter 4[AC])

(By Smorealina, Chapter 4[AD])

 

(Mastermind Steve, by SinfestpriesterhoodBiggestFan, Chapter 4[AD])

 

 

ElseJee's Character Fanarts (Chapter 4[AD-AE])

 

(By Smorealina696, Chapter 4[AE])

 

 

 

-THE MEME GALLERY-

(By Aquatic Waters - Chapter 1[D])

 

Chapter 4T Leak - Google Docs (Chapter 4[T] leak, by NintendoBoy, Q&A #3)

FourHorsemen - Google Docs (By NintendoBoy, Q&A #3)

NewDanganronpaLeak - Google Docs (Ultra Despair memez, by NintendoBoy, Q&A #3)

YetAnotherMeme - Google Docs (I don't like Light, by NintendoBoy, Q&A #3)

YetAnotherReasonToHateLightYagami - Google Docs (Tragedy, by NintendoBoy, Q&A #3)

BeeMovieScript - Google Docs (The Bee Movie script, by NintendoBoy, Q&A #3)

DRPA:USC Leak - Google Docs (Summer camp, by NintendoBoy, Q&A #3)

Peak Fiction Is Back - Google Docs (Peak fiction, by NintendoBoy, Chapter 4[T] :D)

LIOS - Google Docs (Maybe kill Light, by NintendoBoy, Chapter 4[T])

(by bwessedookie, chapter 4[W])

after skibidi toilet I believe everything is possible - Google Docs (Forknife, by bwessedookie, Chapter 4[W])

(Truest tier list of all time, by bwessedookie, Chapter 4[X])

Uanganronpa: Mltimate Teme Deam - Google Docs (NintendoBoy meme in these trying times, chapter 4[X])

(Gay,  by bwessedookie, Chapter 4[Y])

(by bwessedookie, Chapter 4[AB])

(Sinfestpriesterhoodbiggestfan's textpost memes, Chapter 4[AC])

(Who's ready, by Smorealina696, Chapter 4[AC])

(by bwessedookie, Chapter 4[AC])

Album — Postimages (We don't talk about these textposts... Chapter 4[AD], by Sinfestpriesterhoodbiggestfan and bwessedookie i think)

(boring steve... :| )

(Sinfestpriesterhood's Valentines Cards!, Chapter 4[AE], these are legendary.)

No way in hell am i tagging this Happy valentines day by the way Me on my dumt!sansward shit – @messedupask-art on Tumblr (Love is in the air??, by ElseJee, Chapter 4[AE])

(By Smorealina696, Chapter 4[AE])

(By SinfestPriesterhoodbiggestfan, Chapter 4 [AE])

HeHeHe - Google Docs (By NintendoBoy, Chapter 4 [AE], Thank you for this great honour!)

 

-OTHER COOL STUFF!-

 

TV TROPES!!!! - https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Fanfic/DanganronpaUltimateMemeTeam (Spoilers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, this will definitely have spoilers as the story progresses!, by a lot of different people working together!)

https://tiermaker.com/create/danganronpa-ultimate-meme-team-character-tierlist-16664638-6 (Tier list maker by NintendoBoy, Chapter 3[L], possible future spoilers if this is updated!)

Dead Tierlist - Google Docs (Death sadness tier list, NintendoBoy, Chapter 4[D]!)

Motive Card - Google Docs (Motive Card Theories, by NintendoBoy, Chapter 4[L])

Tiery - Google Docs (Who needs to survive, by NintendoBoy, Q&A #3)

Meme Team’s Height Chart! - Google Docs (Height chart, by bwessedookie, Q&A #3)

Character Opinion Template - Google Docs (Opinion template, by bwessedookie, Q&A #3)

D:UMT! But Near is in it outline??? - Google Docs (Near is here, by bwessedookie, Q&A #3)

The drinking game incident - Smorealina696 - Dangan Ronpa Series [Archive of Our Own] (The drinking game saga, by Smorealina696)

Despair caused by a Salesman - Google Docs (Spamton mastermind, by NintendoBoy, Q&A #3)

Everytype of Danganronpa character but applied to Ultimate Meme Team - Google Docs (DR:UMT Tropes, by NintendoBoy, Q&A #3)

Undercover Edit Discussion + D:UMT! MILGRAM AU - Google Docs (MILGRAM AU, by bwessedookie, Q&A #3)

https://uquiz.com/UAAKr8 (Which character are you quiz, by Smorealina696, Q&A #3)

If Scott The Woz was in D:UMT - Google Docs (If Scott the Woz was in DR:UMT, by NintendoBoy, Q&A #3)

Le Opinion - Google Docs (Franchise opinions, by NintendoBoy, Q&A #3)

D:UMT Scrum Debate Character Accuracy - Google Docs (Correct answer rates, by NintendoBoy, Chapter 4[X])

Danganronpa Ultimate Meme Team: LEAKED ENDING!! - Sinfestpresisterhoodbiggestfan - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own] (This really was our Danganronpa, by Sinfestpriesterhoodbiggestfan, Chapter 4[AC])

(Sinfestpriesterhoodbiggestfan's tierlist, Chapter 4[AC])

Blank Expression - Chapter 1 - Sinfestpresisterhoodbiggestfan - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own] (Steve mastermind AU, by Sinfestpriesterhoodbiggestfan, Chapter 4[AD])

CHAPTER 4AE LEAK:D - Google Docs (Chapter 4[AE] (REAL), by NintendoBoy, Chapter 4[AD])

NO WAY CHAPTER 5 LEAK!! - Google Docs (Chapter 5 LEAK, by Sinfestpriesterhoodbiggestfan, Chapter 4[AE])

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Ef3hWOkxDDEEvU5X0B-5hHp7DFkBeZfab2ywQwQXYkI/edit?usp=sharing (Nintendoboy's Hunger Games sim, Chapter 4[AE])

MY DR:UMT Hunger Games Simulator! - Google Docs (Sinfestpriesterhoodbiggestfan's Hunger Games sim, Chapter 4[AE])

 

 

Notes:

Okay! Now that this chapter's done, you know what time it is!

It's Q&A #4 time! I hope you guys have got some questions prepared for the D:UMT cast, or just for me, the author! Feel free to ask any crazy questions you want, and they'll be answered! (Well, maybe not TOO crazy...) The character being asked must also be alive!

And not only that, but we've got questions for you all, as usual during these Q&A chapters!
Answer all these polls! (Or just some of them...?)

FAVOURITE CHARACTER: https://strawpoll.com/bVg8B8YR3yY
LEAST FAVOURITE CHARACTER: https://strawpoll.com/kjn1DWJleyQ
CHARACTER RANKING: https://strawpoll.com/PbZqbQEmKyN

BEST WRITTEN CHARACTER: https://strawpoll.com/LVyK263x8Z0
WORST WRITTEN CHARACTER: https://strawpoll.com/X3nkPdx6PgE
CHARACTER WRITING RANKING: https://strawpoll.com/w4nWWLEDYnA

MASTERMIND: https://strawpoll.com/PKgledAzJZp

BEST CHAPTER: https://strawpoll.com/BDyNzbRjqyR
WORST CHAPTER: https://strawpoll.com/eJnvV627knv
BEST TRIAL: https://strawpoll.com/NoZrzDJLrZ3
WORST TRIAL: https://strawpoll.com/bVg8B8Y63yY

SADDEST DEATH: https://strawpoll.com/PbZqbQEoKyN

Chapter 83: Q&A NUM4ER ((4))!!!!

Notes:

Hello everyone! Time for another mega-chapter! You guys had a whole lotta questions (63!!!) for me last time, so I'll break them all down in this chapter!

Hope you guys enjoy!

Welcome, one and all to the 4th Q&A! We’ve got 63 different questions to answer this time! I hope you’re looking forward to it! I’m pretty sure this is the longest chapter I’ve ever released, but before that, let’s get to the poll results!

 

-Who is your favourite character? (13 Votes)-

- 2 Votes - Red, Trainer Red, Leafy

- 1 Vote - Steve, Sans, Gandhi, Basil, Waluigi, Squidward, Kirby

 

So this time, it looks like both Reds are tied favourite, alongside Leafy, our previous winner, taking the throne yet again. It seems like the votes were more diversified this time, and all characters except Homer, Noob and Light got at least one vote for the favourite. The latter two I’m kind of surprised about, however, especially since they both got at least two votes last time. I guess since both are now dead, we’ll no longer see any more from their characters.

 

-Who is your least favourite character? (13 Votes)-

- 9 Votes - Light

- 2 Votes - Shrek

- 1 Vote - Noob and Kirby

 

Oh boy, who would’ve been surprised by this one? Like last time, Light grabs over two thirds of the vote, though surprisingly, a slightly lower ratio than last time. Shrek and Kirby votes are slightly self-explanatory, since they didn’t last very long, though I’d be pretty interested to hear from the person who voted Noob.

 

-Character Ranking! (10 Votes)-

1st - Sans + Waluigi - 110 points [+5 places, +3]

3rd - Basil - 105 points [+3]

4th - Red - 102 points [+5]

5th - Noob - 87 points [-4]

6th - Steve + Trainer Red - 84 points [-3, +9]

8th - Squidward - 78 points [-1]

9th - Leafy - 77 points [-7]

10th - Gandhi - 73 points [+2]

11th - Spamton - 62 points [+2]

12th - Homer - 59 points [-4]

13th - Kirby - 56 points [-2]

14th - Gundham - 55 points [-5]

15th - Shrek - 30 points [-1]

16th - Light - 28 points [-]

 

This ranking isn’t all too surprising, with all-around likeable characters like Sans and Waluigi being most popular, while morally controversial characters like Steve and Trainer Red being in the middle, while the early deaths and universally hated ones like Gundham, Shrek and Light fall to the bottom. Though, one thing that surprises me is the change in ranking of certain characters, like Waluigi rising up three places, despite obviously being dead, whereas Leafy, also dead, dropped seven places. That might just be due to the set of voters being a little different this time around, however, or it could be because Waluigi’s death could be deemed more heroic than Leafy’s, which was an accident. Less surprising is the fall of Steve and Noob, and rise of Trainer Red (And Red??), likely due to their actions during the fourth trial.

 

-Best Written Character? (10 Votes)-

- 3 Votes - Waluigi

- 2 Votes - Noob

- 1 Vote - Sans, Trainer Red, Light, Basil, Leafy

 

Once again, this isn’t all that surprising, with characters with now finished arcs taking the lead. It seems like a lot of you guys liked Waluigi’s arc in chapter 4, so I’m glad to see it, while Noob also gets a lot of votes in this category. Red doesn’t have the votes he did in the last poll, and I suspect that’s because his mastermind reveal was only recently before the last poll. Steve and Gandhi didn’t get any votes, either, but their stories aren’t over yet.

 

-Worst Written Character? (6 votes)-

- 3 Votes - Shrek

- 2 Votes - Kirby

- 1 Vote - Homer

 

Nothing too unexpected here, 5/6ths of the votes were for chapter 1 deaths, while the last one for Homer, makes a lot of sense if you don’t like his insane antics or find him overbearing.

 

-Character Writing Ranking Poll (2 Votes)-

- 1st - Noob - 28 points

- 2nd - Steve + Sans - 27 points

- 4th - Waluigi - 25 points

- 5th - Basil - 23 points

- 6th - Red + Light - 19 points

- 8th - Trainer Red + Squidward - 15 points

- 10th - Gandhi - 12 points

- 11th - Homer - 9 points

- 12th - Spamton - 7 points

- 13th - Leafy - 6 points

- 14th - Gundham + Kirby - 4 points

- 16th - Shrek - 0 points

 

There’s only 2 votes here, so not really any to perform any conclusions. Characters with a lot of focus, like Noob, Steve and Sans being at the top is unsurprising, whereas the early deaths are down at the bottom. Light going from 1st to 6th is maybe a little surprising, but I can’t really make any conclusions since there’s only 2 votes, and you guys probably preferred when his plans were still a mystery, and he seemed to be in control.

 

-Who is the Mastermind? (12 Votes)-

- 5 Votes - Steve

- 2 Votes - Red, Trainer Red

- 1 Vote - Gandhi, Basil, Leafy

 

So the vast majority of you seem to think that the mastermind isn’t a “dead” character. Steve’s currently getting the most votes, not Red, despite literally saying he’s the mastermind. I guess you guys just don’t believe him, and trust the other Red just as much as him. Well… We’ll find out eventually… Or… Will we????

 

-Best Chapter? (8 Votes)-

- 4 Votes - Chapter 3, Chapter 4

 

You guys voted for the two most recent chapters as your favourites. That’s not all that surprising, since the stakes are higher, the characters have had more time to develop, and they’re longer, with more twists. Chapter 3 and 4 are divided, which probably depends on your taste. Chapter 4 is probably a darker, heavier chapter than 3, which is more lighthearted, so your vote probably depends on whichever tone you prefer.

 

-Worst Chapter? (8 Votes)-

- 7 Votes - Chapter 1

- 1 Vote - Chapter 2

 

Yeah, my vote would probably go to Chapter 1, also. It’s fairly lacking in character development, and is a little short. There’s one vote for chapter 2, too, I guess. Maybe the zombie motive and lockdown theming didn’t vibe with everyone.

 

-Best Trial? (8 Votes)-

- 5 Votes - Chapter 4

- 3 Votes - Chapter 3

 

Chapter 4 one this, which didn’t surprise me too much, since it’s a trial that focuses on a lot of major characters, and has more deaths than any other trial. Chapter 3 also got some votes, which is probably because it’s the most technical, convoluted trial, which some might prefer. I’m surprised Chapter 2 or even 1 didn’t get any votes, but I guess my trial writing probably wasn’t as good back then.

 

-Worst Trial? (8 Votes)-

- 5 Votes - Chapter 1

- 3 Votes - Chapter 2

 

In mirror to the best trial vote, we have 5 votes for the first chapter, and 3 for the second. I think the fact that Kirby and Gundham aren’t really personally confronted does make this trial a little bit worse, sadly. I’m surprised Chapter 3 didn’t get any votes, since I thought the technical nature of the trial and the characters involved would be controversial.

 

-Saddest Death? (12 Votes)-

- 3 Votes - Noob, Gundham’s Hamsters

- 2 Votes - Basil

- 1 Vote - Kirby, Leafy, Guest, Monokuma

 

Whoever said Monokuma is a legend. That moment broke my heart into little pieces when I had to write it. I almost cried. Anyways, apart from that, the Noob and Noob affiliated deaths made over half the votes, while Basil’s offscreen death also got some votes. It seems that character deaths aren’t sad unless the character is less than 5 feet tall, according to this poll.

 

Finally… Before we start the questions, you guys tried to guess the killer at the end of chapter 3. Let’s see who you thought?

- 1st - Gandhi - 87 points

- 2nd - Trainer Red - 62 pointts

- 3rd - Light - 58 points

- 4th - Basil - 57 points

- 5th - Leafy + Waluigi - 50 points

- 7th - Red - 49 points

- 8th - Steve - 46 points

- 9th - Sans - 43 points

- 10th - Noob - 38 points

 

Once upon a time, you guys thought the protagonist was more likely to be the killer than the actual killer. Well, in some ways, you were right, since Gandhi and Light were technically killers, just not the type you were looking for, and they scored near the top of the poll.

 

Anyways… It goes to show, you are never safe…

 

But, later, you once again tried to guess the killer, following the evidence given to you…

 

- 1st - Basil - 70 points [+3]

- 2nd - Noob - 62 points [+8]

- 3rd - Red - 55 points [+4]

- 4th - Gandhi - 50 points [-3]

- 5th - Light - 48 points [-2]

- 6th - Sans - 47 points [+3]

- 7th - Trainer Red - 42 points [-5]

- 8th - Leafy - 37 points [-3]

- 9th - Waluigi - 27 points [-4]

- 10th - Steve - 15 points [-2]

 

And at that point, although Basil became the prime suspect, the truth began to bubble up. Ultimately, you arrived at the truth. Are you happy with the conclusion?

 

But enough of that… It’s the moment you’ve been waiting for… Q&A TIME!

 

-Q&A #4 BEGIN!-

 

-To Gandhi: “Don’t you think it's a bit insensitive of you to tell Waluigi that he should forgive Light after what Light did to Wario?”

 

Gandhi: “I… I’m just a fool…”

 

Gandhi: “For some reason, for just half a second… I believed… I believe that everyone could be forgiven, but…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “Maybe they were right.”

 

-To Sans and Papyrus: “Ever heard of a human named Clover?”

 

PAPYRUS: “HUH? SANS…? WHAT’S THIS…? THERE’S A HUMAN… NAMED AFTER A PLANT…?”

 

Sans: “huh… i mean, i’ve never met a “clover” in person, but… ya’ never know… maybe they’re the reason we’re here in the first place…”

 

PAPYRUS: “HEY SANS!”

 

Sans: “whuh…?”

 

PAPYRUS: “IF YOU WERE NAMED AFTER A PLANT, WHAT TYPE WOULD YOU BE?”

 

Sans: “oh… i think i’d be called “sansflower”.”

 

PAPYRUS: “WHAT?! THAT ISN’T A REAL PLANT, SANS! QUIT FOOLING AROUND!”

 

PAPYRUS: “ANYWAYS, CLEARLY, I’D BE CALLED “ECHOFLOWER”. ANY GUESS AS TO WHY, BROTHER?”

 

Sans: “oh, uh… is it cos’ you’re constantly makin’ noise?”

 

PAPYRUS: “SILENCE, SANS! IF ANYONE’S MAKING NOISE, IT’S YOU!”

 

PAPYRUS: “BUT ANYWAYS, I’D BE CALLED “ECHOFLOWER” BECAUSE THOSE FLOWERS ALWAYS SOUND JUST LIKE ME!”

 

Sans: “oh, geee… i sure wonder why…”

 

PAPYRUS: “ANYWAYS… THE IDEA OF NAMING HUMANS AFTER PLANTS IS CRAZY! IT’S LIKE IF YOU NAMED A HUMAN “BASIL”. HOW WEIRD WOULD THAT BE…?”

 

PAPYRUS: “WAIT… HOLD ON…”

 

-To me: “You mentioned in previous QNA’s that you were considering making Nagito one of the participants, if you did end up going with this plan…

 

1. What would Noob’s talent be? (I doubt you’d change Nagito’s talent and I don’t think you’d want 2 Ultimate Lucky Students in the cast so you’d probably end up giving Noob a different talent)

 

2. How would Nagito act had you implemented him in the story? (I don’t think you would of made him an antagonist like how he was in DR2 because you already had Light and Red filling in that role)”

 

Um… Okay, these are all pretty good questions, but, um… To be honest, I have no idea!

 

Well, the thing is… Wanting Nagito as a character was super early in conceptualisation for the D:UMT. So early that Noob wouldn’t have even been planned as the support character, and would instead have been the “Ultimate Failure” and kind of a joke character. (And chapter

1 victim.)

 

Ultimately, this changed a lot. If you can’t tell, Noob has a pretty important role in the story, and is no longer just a gag character. Personally, that’s one of the best changes I made to the story. If Noob’s dialogue is slightly off in early Chapter 1, it might be because a bit of his early dialogue is partially a remnant of that version of Noob.

As for how Nagito would act… I wanted him to be a designated “minor antagonist”, similar to Leafy and Trainer Red in the story right now. Nagito was scrapped as a potential character long before I had the idea of Trainer Red being a potential antagonist. I only really planned stuff out for two days or so before I wrote the “first draft”, and you can consider the uploaded chapter 2 a “second draft” in which some of the dialogue was changed to be more organic, and fitting for the characters. The characters were set in stone when I wrote the “first draft”, and obviously, Nagito wasn’t present then.

 

-To me: “You did say there were other characters you considered putting in this fangan but all you really mentioned are Crazy Dave, Jimmy Neutron, and Nagito, who are the others you considered?”

 

Uh… To be honest, that’s more or less it. I had some other ideas for a tiny bit, but they were scrapped nearly instantly. I’d have to actively think to try and remember anyone else who was originally planned.

 

Out of those three, Crazy Dave got closest, originally replacing Homer. While I was planning out the cast, I wanted a “Video Games only” rule that was later scrapped. That’s why the majority of characters in the cast originate from video games.

 

-To me: “Lets say hypothetically that Shrek, Kirby, Spamton, Gundham, Squidward, and Homer all lived until Chapter 4 and Light stayed in Chapter 4 as a normal participant and didn’t take over as the host, what would those 7 characters have as their challenges?”

 

Okay, so starting with Shrek, being the Ultimate Internet Sensation, he’d presumably have a challenge relating to that. I like to imagine that he’d be forced to do TikTok dances, and somehow, he’d end up being really good at it. That would’ve made for some pretty funny comedy.

 

Kirby would definitely have a fighting based challenge. I’m gonna say that he’d have to fight some kind of Monokuma-God while only being given food as weaponry. If Homer was present, he’d also be able to defeat this challenge through donut-based assassination.

 

Spamton’s challenge would be to be given a dummy bomb and to be forced to convince another islander to buy the bomb. By cooperating with Leafy, he’d be able to win the challenge, since Leafy accepts any gift, no matter how weird.

 

Gundham’s challenge would probably be the opposite of the challenge Noob had to do in the Dark Circus, specifically one where he’d have to calm down several feral animals. I’d like to imagine one would be totally uncontrollable, and he’d need the assistance of Noob or Gandhi to get it to calm down, or maybe Sans could lend a bone.

 

Squidward’s challenge would be to compete with a robot in a clarinet playing competition. The robot would play completely random notes in an awful manner, (Think Crazy Bus main theme: Crazy Bus - Title Screen - 1hour Long) while Squidward would somehow have to make a Clarinet composition that’s even worse. The challenge could lead to some character development where Squidward doubts himself as a clarinet player.

 

Finally, Homer would have a high-stakes challenge where he’d have to prevent a nuclear reactor from going off and destroying the entire island. This one would have a time limit of one hour, and require agreement from all participants in order to begin it. If they mess up, the whole island is blown up and everyone dies. This challenge would need everyone to work together to get things fixed, not just Homer.

 

-To Me: “Was Red going to be the main antag in your original plan? I am starting to speculate he is because you did say Light was just gonna be the generic chapter 3 killer at first, and also Red still ended up as the secondary antag in this fangan, and also if you did make Red the main antag then that means the trio of protag/support/antag would of all been semi-oc characters which feels like you did that on purpose. All of these things make it feel like Red was going to be the main antag if you went with the original plan.”

 

Well… Main antag is a pretty loose definition, so I’ll say yes. I will say that what I had in mind for Red early on was totally different to the Red you see today, but that was very early in the writing process. And yeah, your idea of protag/support/antag all being semi-OC is very much intentional. Other than that, I can’t really comment on Red too heavily since he still has a lot of plot relevance left in the story.

 

-To “Worm Thing”: “What’s your actual name? You’re free to tell us no one in the QNA is gonna stop you buddy :)”

 

“Worm Thing”: “Huh…? My… Name…?”

 

“Worm Thing”: “I… I’ve never had a name… I wasn’t programmed with one in mind, ya’ know… I’m just… Worm… Thing…”

 

“Worm Thing”: “But… Maybe I could make a name of my own, y’know…?”

 

“Worm Thing”: “I could be… Derek. Hey, yeah, that’s my new name!”

 

“Derek”: “I’m Derek now, yeah! Maybe then I’ll be treated like an actual person and not just a machine!”

 

“Derek”: “Or… eh… Maybe not, because I’m still a freaky worm monster… It’s… Worth a shot, huh?”

 

-To Villager, Professor Oak, Stalin, Papyrus, Kel, Yellow, and Firey: “If your partner in the killing game died would you give up trying to stop the killing game and leave like what Mr. Krabs did? Or would you stick around anyway to avenge them?”

 

Villager: “I… Saving others is something I can get behind, but… Why should I trust the people locked up in this game…?”

 

Villager: “How do I know that they’re different to Herobrine? Maybe they’ve only been selected by the killing game as an alternative to capital punishment…”

 

Villager: “And… It’s not that I approve of the “killing game” alternative… It's a disgusting means of televising it, but… I’m only willing to carry out a rescue operation once I know that the perpetrators are carrying out activity that’s actually illegal, and once I know that the victims are actually worth saving.”

 

Oak: “Now, now Villager, what would your mother say?”

 

Villager: “My mother was killed by Herobrine’s actions, Oak. Letting criminals run free would go against her last wishes.”

 

Villager: “And, besides, didn’t you turn against your own target, Trainer Red?”

 

Oak: “I… Erm… Did I do that? Yes I did.”

 

Oak: “So… If he were to die in there, I suppose I’d have to leave. My back is hurting especially hard nowadays after all!”

 

Villager: “Let me clarify. I’d quit because I’m uncertain about the purpose of this killing game. He’d quit because he’s morally bankrupt. Big difference.”

 

Oak: “I’m not morally bankrupt! A morally bankrupt person wouldn’t try to save someone in the first place! I’m just… Too old for this… and, erm… afraid of death…”

 

Villager: “...”

 

Villager: “Surely if you’re scared to die, you’re not living, right? You wouldn’t believe who told me that…”

 

Stalin: “Quiet all of you. I still need to give my opinion.”

 

Yellow: “We know your opinion. You’d never bother to save anyone unless it gave you an advantage, so, if Gandhi dies in here, you’re dropping immediately.”

 

Stalin: “Tch… Well… I…”

 

Firey: “Yeah, give Papyrus a chance to speak instead!”

 

PAPYRUS: “WELL… I THINK YOU ALL KNOW I’M NOT A HERO BY NAME ALONE! I’D SAVE ANYONE, NO MATTER WHO THEY ARE OR THE PERILS THEY’RE GOING THROUGH!”

 

PAPYRUS: “AND BESIDES… SANS IS ALREADY THE BOTTOM OF THE BARREL! IT’S NOT LIKE ANY OF YOUR FRIENDS COULD BE ANY WORSE!”

 

Firey: “He’s a man of his word, this one.”

 

Kel: “Yeah! I’ll agree with Papyrus. Maybe… I’m afraid to take on a whole organisation head-first, but, I’ll do anything I can to help you guys. I’m not giving up!”

 

Firey: “Hey, don’t doubt yourself Kel! You can pull some pretty wild combos with some coffee and a chicken ball!”

 

Kel: “Yeah, but can I take down a government with it… Either way, don’t worry about it guys. Basil isn’t gonna die, I’m not losing anyone else.”

 

Firey: “Heh… Same I guess… Like Leafy’s gonna die in here… She’s too paranoid to let anyone kill her.”

 

Villager: “And… What if she did? Or, what if she killed someone. Then what would you do?”

 

Firey: “I…”

 

Yellow: “Hey. Cut it out guys. You don’t have to bully Firey over this… I know that I’m kinda just doing this to save Red. We need him. We need him to steer our ship, otherwise the crew’s just gonna run out of air in the middle of space.”

 

Yellow: “I-I mean… M-Maybe it’s too late for them already… But I…”

 

Yellow: “I still want to save Red… He’s someone worth saving…”

 

Villager: “That… Doesn’t explain why you sided with us earlier…”

 

Yellow: “I…”

 

Yellow: “Look, I just… I don’t know…”

 

-To Red and Trainer Red: “Why haven’t either of you changed your names in the monopad group chats? You both still have just “Red” as your username.”

 

Red “Cuz im the real Red duh”

 

Red: “Lets see what impostor has to say”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Red: “Thats neither a confirmation or a denial but eh ill take it”

 

-To Steve: “Was it worth it? Noob probably went to heaven, do you believe you’ll go there with him? And you mentioned having a pet dog, without you, who will be there to take care of him? I was rooting for you by the way.”

 

Steve: “Was… What worth it…? Killing Light?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Yes.”

 

Steve: “But… I don’t believe in some kind of heaven. And even if it did exist, he’d go to hell.”

 

Steve: “Divine judgement is blind, and therefore anyone, even Noob, goes to hell. And me. I’m going to hell, too, if it’s real.”

 

Steve: “Though, maybe, this is hell already. Hell on Earth.”

 

Steve: “As for my dog… I… Don’t know… I just want to forget…”

 

Steve: “Can we not talk about this…?”

 

-To Monomi: “You ok? I know you won’t respond normally but just know, what happened wasn’t your fault.”

 

Monomi: “Am I okay? Of course I’m okay! I’ve never been better!”

 

Monomi: “It was a smashing hit! Ding-a-ling! We got five kills, not just two, which is so gonna cause soooo much despair, teehee!”

 

-To Basil: “If you can hear me, give us a sign that you’re still alive”

 

You call for Basil, but nobody came.

 

When you try to listen, the loudest sounds are raindrops from somewhere else.

 

-To Villager: “I have good news for you, Steve is dead, are you happy?”

 

Villager: “Steve?”

 

Villager: “I’m sure there was someone… Somewhere in that village named Steve.”

 

Villager: “But… Why would I be happy…? I’m not Herobrine. I’m not like him. I don’t take joy in violence.”

 

-To Red: “Are you satisfied?”

 

Red: “Satisfied with what? The weather?”

 

Red: “Whatever the hell you’re askin’ me… The answer is, and always will be no.”

 

Red: “There’s nothing in the world that’s satisfying. You can do the craziest things to chase satisfaction… You can dive through the stars, you can freakin’ kill people… But no matter whatcha’ do, it’ll never come to you…”

 

Red: “Ehehehe… You can bet I learnt that the hard way.”

 

-To Gandhi: “Do you still dislike fiction? You seem to have enjoyed the DND Campaign, the Werewolf game, rock music, and the video games on the 2nd island. Yet your biocard says you dislike fiction. So do you really dislike it?”

 

Gandhi: “The thing about fiction is that… Fundamentally… It’s always a lie…”

 

Gandhi: “But… Sometimes… A lie can be something pleasant, something warming. And… At times like these… I may even have to embrace those lies…”

 

Gandhi: “Because they feel more real. They feel more real than the truth. If I can see them in front of me, they become real.”

 

Gandhi: “But, despite that… It’s ultimately all a lie, isn’t it? It doesn’t just… Become real.”

 

Gandhi: “For a moment, I thought that there was truth in fiction, but now, I don’t know.”

 

-To NintendoBoy: “This is a message from a version of yourself from another universe, I was told there was a version of myself within this universe, so answer this: What is your opinion on Monomi? If you really were an alternate universal version of myself you'd have the same opinion on her as me.”

 

NintendoBoy: “Ugh… Don’t get me started on Monomi…”

 

NintendoBoy: “I don’t hate Monomi… I despise her. The way she looks for sympathy all the time, the stupid, irritating voice. I wanted nothing more than to see her destroyed, and I’m looking forward to her death.”

 

NintendoBoy: “At least she’s slightly better in her new despair form, but still, she’s completely insufferable.”

 

-To Sans: “are you ness?”

 

Sans: “uh… i refuse to accept or deny the allegations…”

 

Sans: “they’re just a theory…”

 

Sans: “a skeletheory.”

 

-To Trainer Red: *throws a basil plushie at you and runs*

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “.....”

 

His face tightens when he looks at the plushie, and he throws it to the side.

 

-To Steve: “so how does imminent death feel?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “C-Can we stop with these questions…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Ugh, well…”

 

Steve: “Heavy. Really heavy. Like being weighed down by lead. It makes my head hurt too. And I can’t look at the future without burning my eyes. So, I just have to look into the past instead…”

 

Steve: “And that’s the last thing I ever want to do… I don’t want to look back… Ever…”

 

-To Me: “is this fic a cry for help how the hell do you come up with this stuff”

 

Hmm… I dunno… I don’t think this fic is amazingly creative or anything, I mean, none of the characters are even original, but still…

 

I guess I just kind of come up with ideas, locations, little interactions, and then figure out if they work out and blend with the tone and themes of the story.

 

As to whether it’s a cry for help… Not really…? But, I do write bits of myself into the characters, write what you know and all that.

 

I think there’s a lot of dark stuff that the characters have to go through that I can relate to a little, which helps a lot when it comes to writing the characters.

 

But still, a lot of the reason why the plot in this fic is different to other Fangans, in my opinion, is because other Fangans are too obsessed with conforming to the plot of the main games. If we allow ourselves to be just a little less formulaic when it comes to designing the stories, and keep the end goal in mind, I think we could do a lot more.

 

-To Steve, Gandhi, Sans, Trainer Red, Red: “What do u think of each other?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Honestly… Not much good…”

 

Steve: “It feels like the closer I get to everyone, the further we drift apart…”

 

Steve: “Like there’s something just… evil about all of them. Something that I can’t trust.”

 

Steve: “If there was one person I could even slightly trust, though, it’s Sans… Not that I fully trust him either…”

 

Gandhi: “I… My opinions change… and then they change back… And then they change again.”

 

Gandhi: “What I saw today broke me. And I don’t think I can ever forgive myself. And I don’t think I can forgive them, either.”

 

Gandhi: “But that… brings us closer, doesn’t it? We’re closer together if we’re both unforgivable. Maybe we can mend some bridges… Maybe this all can end…”

 

Gandhi: “But even still… The only one I can still fully trust is Sans.”

 

Sans: “uh… hmm… i dunno… look… things ain’t perfect, but nobody’s perfect, huh?”

 

Sans: “everyone here’s honestly nasty… myself included… we’ve all made these stupid mistakes… stupid mistakes that i’d stare someone down the corridor over.”

 

Sans: “but that was in the past. now it feels like i’m the one bein’ stared at, heheh…”

 

Sans: “i dunno who i woulda’ trusted the most… it used to be steve, but now… hah…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Red: “Hey. Look, everyone here’s so friendly. They’re like the friendliest friends you could ever befriend.”

 

Red: “Steve just such a chill guy. He’s always vibin’, doing his thing, hangin’ out with the homies, cookin’ by the grill…”

 

Red: “Then there’s Gandhi, or like, G. Man, as we prefer to call him. He’s a real oldie, but a goldie. A real gym bro, a real gangster, if you might.”

 

Red: “Then we got Sans. What a bro. Big bro Sans, they call him. Prolly’ cos’ he has a little bro. Sans is the kinda guy to grab some beer and invite the homie out for a Super Smash Bros, he’s finna’ be chillin’ all the time. He’s just a cool guy, y’know?”

 

Red: “Then there’s Trainer Red.”

 

Red: “He’s a bastard.”

 

-To Red: “Can I eat u?”

 

Red: “no”

 

-To Steve: “If Basil turns out to be alive, which would mean you basically killed Noob for nothing, how will you react?”

 

Steve: “Basil isn’t alive.”

 

Steve: “Stop wasting my time with impossibilities. Noob only died because he had to, and there was no way out of it, and none of it’s my fault.”

 

-To Gandhi: “You mentioned earlier that only the mastermind is unworthy of redemption and deserves to die. But, as of now, who do you believe to be the mastermind? There's only 5 of you left after all.”

 

Gandhi: “Who… I believe to be the mastermind…?”

 

Gandhi: “Well… If… There’s just one person who’s actions don’t align with who they are…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “Steve. Or… Trainer Red.”

 

Gandhi: “I know Red. We’ve worked together on the maps. We’ve worked as a team. I can see through his thin facade. And Sans’ actions only make sense… but the other two…”

 

Gandhi: “I can never fully understand them. One second, they’re my friend, and the next, they’re my enemy. Perhaps it’s just human nature, and I’m not one to blindly attach to the same side, but, even still, it makes me afraid.”

 

-To Sans: “Did the mastermind nerf u or something for the killing game or u just being lazy?”

 

Sans: “i… shoot… i think you know how my powers work… i can’t use them on everyone… and i can’t just use them indiscriminately…”

 

Sans: “but… in here… i’ve learnt that killing people is not going to be the solution… even the mastermind… squidward taught me that, heheh…”

 

-To Trainer Red: “Who's your favorite Pokemon? Or if you wanna keep the whole robot act going, who's the most practical Pokemon?”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red shuddered.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

-To Monomi: “Can I have Light's corpse? I need a pinata for a friend's birthday.”

 

Monomi: “Well… Would it bring your friends despair…? If that’s the case, then I sure can do it, friendo!”

 

Monomi: “I’m always happy to help, and I’m always happy to see others unhappy… So I totally have no issues with you messing around with a corpse~!”

 

-To Gandhi: “hello gandhi!”

 

Gandhi: “H… Hello?”

 

Gandhi: “I hope you are having a pleasant day.”

 

-To Yellow: “Are you single.”

 

Yellow: “Whuh… Huh?! Who’s asking these questions…? Are they interested in me…?”

 

Yellow: “W-Well… I dunno who you are but… I’ve kinda been busy communicating with a team up in space lately… It’s no joke…”

 

Yellow: “It’s especially hard to get everything in line when the speed of light is only so fast… It can take years to send messages to each other…”

 

Yellow: “Come to think of it… How the heck did they get Red back on Earth so quick?! Did they finally get wormhole teleportation working or something?! We’ve been working on that for years 😵‍💫 😵‍💫 😵‍💫”

 

-To Steve, Gandhi, Sans, Trainer Red, Red: “If you could go back in time in order to 'reverse' (aka getting rid of) actions you did in the past, what would it be?”

 

Steve: “W-What…? I… I haven’t done wrong here… so… there’s nothing I could go back and fix, without making it worse…”

 

Steve let out a deep sigh.

 

Steve: “Yeah. This. This is the best everything could be.”

 

Gandhi: “I… If there’s anything I could’ve done to stop this all from happening… I’d do it…”

 

Gandhi: “I wish I could stop it… But… I also know that I’m just a coward… I know that even now, if I went back in time to fix things, I’d fail… I’d fail, just like I did back then…”

 

Sans: “i… huh… i dunno…”

 

Sans: “i shoulda’ dodged that laptop… that was… honestly one of the worst things i’ve done… and i dunno if i can forgive myself over that…”

 

Sans: “i’m just… such a piece of dirt… i could’ve just let squidward live… and yet…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “.....”

 

Trainer Red: “Nothing. It’s all my punishment.”

 

Red: “Awwww… Man… Back in time? Like I wanna live through all this again?”

 

Red: “Who knows… Maybe I’ll manipulate someone else into killing for me?! Maybe I’ll kick some puppies. Maybe change up a few more trials.”

 

Red: “All I know is that I’ll frick everythin’ up again. No matter how many times we go back. I’ll mess it all up, over and over again.”

 

Red: “I guess that means the best thing I coulda’ done is kill my past self. Maybe without him, there’d be no killin’ game at all…”

 

-To Trainer Red: *Throws fifty more Basil plushies at you* “Hey Red Tournesol, how's Basil doing?”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

He stares at nothing, trying to stop his mouth from twitching.

 

Then he starts hitting himself. He does it a lot of times, and he doesn’t stop for a while.

 

When he stops, he lets out a scream.

 

The plushies remain on the floor, their silly faces.

 

-To Kel: What's your other favourite drink other than Orange Joe?

 

Kel: “Ooh! That’s an easy one! Curry and truffle coffee!”

 

Kel: “It’s also known as a “SPAMTON SPECIL”! I gave it a try on that island we spent with the Rescue Team earlier! It’s a totally unique taste!”

 

-To Monomi: “give me light iamagay's corpse. i will bring it to kevin.”

 

Monomi: “Oh! Uh… Sure thing!”

 

Monomi hands you over a corpse with “John Iamagay” titled on it.

 

You don’t know what this corpse is, but it looks nothing like Light. It’s probably one of the ones from the Circus, and it’s kind of smelly.

 

Ew.

 

Does Kevin want this?

 

-To Me: “why doesn't Basil talk about home? If he does and I just haven't gotten to it yet, is this Basil we see supposed to be a replica or an AU of sorts? Does what Basil did in the original game of Omori factor into how he feels about murder?”

 

Hmmm… I generally avoid having characters talk about their home lives much, especially for more niche fanbases like OMORI, because it could alienate people that haven’t played the game. So because of that, he generally doesn’t talk about home that much. Also the Basil we see is the same Basil in OMORI, set some time between the game and when Mari dies, so he’s not a replica or anything, though some other stuff might’ve happened here that didn’t happen in the OMORI timeline, and the same goes for the others. And yeah, I’d say Basil has a stronger tendency to distance himself from the murderers compared to the others. You’ll see that the others reminisce about the killers, whereas Basil doesn’t really, because thinking about killing brings back the that he’s desperate to deny.

 

-To Sans: “Does Sans still like making jokes?”

 

Sans: “does sans…? i guess i can answer this pretty well… given that i am sans…”

 

Sans: “yeah… once a punmaster, always a punmaster. once ya’ start, you’re sucked into the event horizon, and ya’ can’t stop.”

 

Sans: “its no joke, seriously.”

 

Sans: “er… maybe it is, heheh.”

 

-To Steve, Gandhi, Sans, Trainer Red, Red: “Who do they miss the most, if anyone? If everyone remaining were to leave the island and return to their lives right now, would they be satisfied?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “U-Ugh… I’m not going to answer this question. The past is in the past, and nothing can be forgiven.”

 

Steve: “And… No. I wouldn’t be satisfied. I’m not satisfied until the mastermind is dead for killing Noob.”

 

Gandhi: “I… I don’t know… Choosing someone would be disgusting.”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “And I’ll never be happy returning home. Not when there’s so much that needs to be answered for.”

 

Sans: “huh… guess it’d have to be squidward, but, like… it’s not fair is it?”

 

Sans: “it’s not fair to favour one life over another… and yet… i keep doing it for some really…”

 

Sans: “as for the other question. i’d end this all straight away, duh. but let’s be real, we know that’s not gonna happen.”

 

Sans: “everyone here… all their lives really matter…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Red: “Aww really…? You’re hittin’ me right in the gut with this question lol.”

 

Red: “jkjk homer duh”

 

Red: “He was kinda funny tbh and such a crap liar i knew exactly what he was gonna say all the time”

 

Red: “That kinda honesty is somethin’ I can appreciate…”

 

Red: “Well… Shoot, he’s dead now, and it’s my fault.”

 

Red: “Oh, and about endin’ the game…? It ain’t endin’ ‘till I’m dead. I’ll say that much.”

 

-To Me: “Exactly how canon are these QnAs anyway? Do they affect the story or are they just disconnected blips in time for these guys?”

 

Uh… The Q&As aren’t canon, sadly. But at least that means that your answers aren’t gonna affect the future of the story.

 

That said, there’s still bits and pieces of the characters you can pick up from the Q&As, and it can still tell you a little about how the characters are feeling, so it’s not like they’re totally irrelevant or anything.

 

-To Steve: “Do you even know what you're doing half the time? Not to blame you for anything in particular, just something about you is... hm... off.”

 

Steve: “I remember everything I do. Everything.”

 

Steve: “I just don’t want to. I want to forget. Forget everything. That would be easier. The past is holding me back, it’s killing me.”

 

Steve let out a deep sigh.

 

-To Trainer Red: “Do you miss home? Honestly. It sounds terrible there, and I'd understand if you don't. (Though you aren't faring much better here either.)”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

He made an uncomfortable gesture, and then closed his eyes.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

-To Sans: “was there anything you wished you'd done or said to the others before they died? perhaps to squidward or light in particular?”

 

Sans: “there’s… a lot i wish i coulda’ said… like a LOT…”

 

Sans: “some confessions, the stuff i felt bad about. The bad stuff i was repressing…”

 

Sans: “but more importantly… i just wished i coulda’ sat down and had a talk.”

 

Sans: “y’know with squidward, light, whatever. i wish i coulda’ really got to know them. you don’t really get to know someone ‘till you sit down and grab a burger at grillby’s… y’know?”

 

Sans: “cos’ without really gettin’ to know them, it feels like their legacy’s just turned to dust on the floor… and all this dust’s clogging up my eyes… i don’t even know who i’m hurting anymore…”

 

-To Villager: “Suppose Herobrine died from an unknown cause, or not by your hand. How would you feel about that? And what will do you after he dies?”

 

Villager: “Honestly… I don’t care. I just want to see justice dealt to him. It doesn’t need to be my own hand.”

 

Villager: “I’m only carrying it out because it’s the will of everyone I’ve lost. Of everyone who lost to him. If nature claims his life instead, I’ll still be satisfied.”

 

-To “Worm Thing”: “Did you have any friends or a life before coming here, or were you created for this accursed circus?”

 

“Derek”: “I… Yeah… I was just created for the Circus. It’s… My only purpose…”

 

“Derek”: “If all I’m meanta’ do is just insult people, why even give me a conscience, y’know?! Unless… My conscience is just fake, and I’m only sayin’ all this stuff cos’ I was programmed to…?”

 

“Derek”: “Agh, ugh… I don’t wanna think about this any longer… I’m just gonna keep on living, whether my emotions are real or not…”

 

-To Hooded Figure: “Do you honestly and truly believe these people deserve to be here? Why so, if you decide to tell us your reasons? Did you want to be here?”

 

You try to call out to the Hooded Figure, but they don’t emerge.

 

Perhaps they’re dead, or perhaps they’re just unwilling.

 

Regardless, it seems as though you won’t get an answer.

 

To Kel, Papyrus and Firey: “Are you perhaps excited to see your missing friend again? ...or do you expect them not to be around anymore?”

 

Kel: “Hey, don’t say that! Basil’s still alive, and I know it!”

 

PAPYRUS: “YEAH… THE SAME THING GOES FOR SANS! MAYBE IT’D ONLY TAKE ONE BLOW TO TAKE MY BROTHER DOWN, BUT IT’D HAVE TO BE A STRONG ONE!”

 

PAPYRUS: “I USUALLY BATTLE HIM WITH WORDS TO GET HIM OFF THE COUCH, AND YET, NO MATTER HOW MANY WORDS I GIVE HIM, HE’S ALWAYS STILL STANDING…”

 

PAPYRUS: “AND BY STANDING, I MEAN SITTING DOWN ON THE COUCH LIKE THE LAZYBONES HE IS! BUT, STILL, HE’S MY BROTHER, HE DOESN’T GIVE UP! IT’S THE ONE GOOD THING ABOUT HIM. NYEHEHEHE!”

 

Firey: “I.. Haha… Yeah… Leafy won’t go down easily, either. You just know she’s gonna make it out of this killing game unscathed.”

 

Firey: “Though, I dunno if you could say I’m excited to see her again. I’ll be happy to, but she's… overwhelming, at times…”

 

Firey: “But, whether I’m excited to end this killing game, I’m pumped! Let’s do this, guys!”

 

Kel: “That’s the spirit Firey! Now, how are we gonna get outta here…?”

 

-To Steve: “You think you could try burning the death note? The only reason you didn't sooner is because of that one rule that basically meant you'd die if you do but since you're going to die anyway you think it might be worth a shot? Also even if you aren't able to for whatever reason you think you could get Sans to do it? Since he isn't human he's pretty much protected from The Death Note so you could get him to do it.”

 

Steve: “What’s the point…? What’s the point in any of this?!”

 

Steve: “It’s written… cosmically. Through the will of space.”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “But I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die!”

 

Steve: “If there’s anything I could do to burn that away, I’d do it. I’d burn it all.”

 

Steve: “P-Please… J-Just stop it… Stop it from killing me…”

 

-To Steve: “What if Light was lying? What if Noob didn’t kill Basil and it was just a trick?”

 

Steve: “He’s not lying. I know Light.”

 

Steve: “I know the way that piece of scum acts. And more importantly, I know never to trust anyone.”

 

Steve: “I shouldn’t have trusted anyone. Ever. I’ll never trust anyone again.”

 

-To Trainer Red: “You still hate Basil?”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

To Me: “PLEASE BRING BACK BASIL PLEEE-”

 

No can do, sorry. Your pleading sadly won’t be able to influence the plot.

 

To Gandhi: “What do you think about Steve killing Noob to get Light executed? Do you think it was unjust, or for the greater good?”

 

Gandhi: “It’s wrong… Blatantly wrong… But… isn’t all of this?”

 

Gandhi: “Why should I be surprised, anymore, that people make decisions that are wrong?”

 

Gandhi: “What’s even right anymore? Is killing Light right? If killing Light’s right, who else can be killed, and it can be right?”

 

Gandhi: “Can killing everyone be right? Can killing me be right?”

 

-To Red: “Do you believe that Light being gone is good or bad for you?”

 

Red: “Im so sad right now i lost my number one (1) murder buddy rn”

 

Red: “Im legit booing as hard as im hooing right now”

 

Red: “Nah, I’m gonna be real for a sec, I’m glad Light’s dead. I don’t really believe in the greater good or anything, but man, that was for the greater good.

 

-To Kel: “How do you feel that Basil is probably dead?”

 

Kel: “Hey, guys stop with these questions! Basil’s not dead! It’s getting really weird, haha…”

 

To Gandhi: “What happened to Leafy was in no way your fault at all.”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “Everything here is my fault. Leafy’s death was just another.”

 

To Sans: “I heard my mother is in this killing game. Can you make sure nothing happens to her?”

 

Sans: “whuh, huh? light yagami is ur mom?”

 

Sans: “oh gosh, uh, gosh, uh, damnit…”

 

Sans: “how do i say it, how do i say it…?”

 

Sans: “ur mom… is uh… uh… uhh….”

 

To Steve: “Couldn’t you have given Noob a painless death? I understand killing Noob so Light would die, but you didn’t have to make it so gruesome.”

 

Steve: “It was a painless death.”

 

Steve: “I wrote his name in the book. I wrote nothing else. He died as painlessly and quickly as possible.”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Go away.”

 

To Red: “Are you a donut? Now that Homer isn’t here you can be honest.”

 

Red: “Is there like… any way I can phrase this to imply yes, because just sayin’ no is a boring answer…”

 

Red: “uuuuuuuuuuuh…”

 

Red: “You never know what’s really behind the suit? I could be like… a tiny anime girl with a really deep voice for all you care.”

 

Red: “Or i could be a frickin’ pony. but sure… we’ll go with Option C, Donut, for now.”

 

-To Trainer Red: “What happened to the Basil Protection Squad you traitorous traitor?”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red opened his mouth a bit and made an agitated breath. It was hard to see his expression.

 

He seemed to have let out a few tears, that were hard to see.

 

-To Kel, Papyrus, Firey, Gandhi, and Sans: “Assuming of course Basil is somehow miraculously still alive, would you like to join the Basil Protection Squad?”

 

PAPYRUS: “A PROTECTION SQUAD, JUST LIKE THE ROYAL GUARD?!”

 

Kel: “Yeah, but for Basil, instead of your skeleton king, or whoever your ruler is!”

 

PAPYRUS: “A SKELETON KING? I QUITE LIKE THAT IDEA! COUNT ME IN!”

 

Kel: “Yeah. I mean, there’s a Basil Protection Squad? Did whoever was setting it up somehow forget me? I’m always trying to protect Basil from those bullies!”

 

Firey: “Uh… I don’t really know much about Basil, but if Kel and Papyrus are in this, I’ll join, too!”

 

Kel: “H-Hey… What’s with the part where it says… “Assuming of course Basil is somehow miraculously still alive”...? Of course he’s still alive.”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “I wouldn’t deserve to join it.”

 

Sans: “heh… you and me gandhi. guess we ain’t so different, huh?”

 

-To Steve, Gandhi, Sans, Trainer Red, Red: “Ya'll ready for the 5th island? Good luck~”

 

Steve: “No.”

 

Gandhi: “No…”

 

Sans: “nah, not really…”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Red: “Hell yeah, now or never, I’m a daredevil baby.”

 

Red: “Heh…”

 

Red: “Maybe on second thought, not really.”

 

-To Red: “Haley Welch The Hawk Tuah Girl is launching her own podcast under Jake Paul's media company, thoughts?”

 

Red: “Wtf is hawk tuah that sounds like a disease or like an std or smth”

 

-To Trainer Red: “Where did you get your new clothes from...? I mean props to you for being one of the only ones to change their clothes once in a while LMAO.”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

-To Smorealina: https://media.tenor.com/yt8XciQ0b-IAAAPo/eto-bleh.mp4

 

Smorealina: “Thank you for that GIF I love it it is the cutest thing ever omg omg omg omg omg omg 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍”

 

-To Red: “icl ts pmo sm n sb rn ngl, r u srsly srs n fr rn vro? Smh lol atp js go 💔... b fr vro, idek nm, brb gng gtg atm lmao, bt ts pmo 2 js lmk lol onb fr, ac nvm b wt istg ts vro keys🙏💔 ts pmo BOIII WHAT YOU SAY ABOUT PHONK💀 mango mango🥭 IM SO ALPHA SKIBIDI SIGMA WOLF💀💀💀🐺🐺🐺🐺 what if Red got a low taper fade!! THE LOW TAPER FADE MEME IS STILL MASSIVE”

 

Red: “Wtf is this? Is this another caesar cypher or just brainrot?????”

 

Red: “Idk but this needs to be sent to sans because this doesn’t make frickin’ sense”

 

-To Red: “OMG BEHIND YOU, LOOK A ENTIRE SHOP OF MLP MERCHANDISE BEHIND YOU!!”

 

Red: “Wait, Monomi did what?!”

 

Red: “Wait, bruh, I don’t see it.”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Man, you thought I fall for that? I’m not a freakin’ brony.”

 

Red: “A-And if I am, I’m not interested in the merch.”

 

Red: “And if I-I am interested in the merch, I’m not interested in the R34.”

 

-To Steve: “🏳️‍🌈❓️”

 

Steve: “Hey… It looks like someone just… left a drawing of a rainbow here?”

 

Steve: “What does that even mean… some kind of symbol?”

 

Steve: “If it’s telling me not to give up hope, I don’t want to hear it. I’m not gonna be chasing rainbows here.”

 

-To Trainer Red: "Since Light is dead and Steve is going to die, who would you take to the end now?”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “None.”

 

-To Basil: “Are you okay?”

 

Nobody came.

 

You can’t even hear anything.

 

To Yellow: “did you know red is a homosexual (source: uhhh trust me gal)”

 

Yellow: “I, uh… I mean, it’s not that surprising, is it?”

 

Yellow: “I mean… I remember that time when he loredumped My Little Pony on me… Like, if that wasn’t gay as hell, I dunno what is…”

 

Yellow: “But, uh… How am I meant to know? Sometimes even the straightest people do the gayest things, and like, who am I to judge?”

 

Oak: “Hey Yellow, do you want to attend my drag queen dress up party?!”

 

Yellow: “I uh… 😨”

 

Yellow: “I’m a girl, geez.”

 

Oak: “Noooooo problem… Guess it’ll just be Stalin and I then.”

 

Yellow: “what”

 

-To Steve, Gandhi, Sans, Trainer Red, Red: “Do you guys like.. actually shower? Or do you guys just stink the entire game??”

 

Steve: “There’s… There was a shower on the first and third islands.”

 

Steve: “The other two had nothing, though…”

 

Sans: “wait, there was a shower on the third island?”

 

Gandhi: “Wh- Sans… You can’t be telling me you-

 

Sans: “if ya’ never clean, then the bacteria doesn’t get any water, and it dies, amirite…?”

 

Red: “Who tf taught you that?!”

 

Sans: “the internet, duh?”

 

Steve: “Sans… Seriously… I know taking a shower isn’t top priority in a killing game, but… Not once since the first island?!”

 

Sans: “soap is cope bro.”

 

-To Gandhi: “It's not your fault Leafy died.”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “I’m tired of hearing it.”

 

Gandhi: “It is my fault. It all is.”

 

-To “Worm Thing”: “roast us commentors”

 

“Derek”: “Commentors, huh? What’re they commentin’ on?!”

 

“Derek”: “Well… I’ve always hated the way commenters always said “First”... Like, ugh, just shut up, or you’ll be first to Monokuma’s special incinerator.”

 

“Derek”: “Like, literally, commenters’ lives don’t matter. They literally don’t live on Earth after all… They live in this totally different world!”

 

“Derek”: “I mean, seriously, would touching grass give you pneumonia or something?! Actually, yeah, I guess it would…? That kinda happens to your immune system when you stay locked in a basement for fifteen years on end!”

 

-To Gandhi: QPlease dont blame yourself for what happened to Leafy”

 

Gandhi: “Stop. Stop mentioning it!”

 

Gandhi: “It is my fault and I don’t want anyone telling me otherwise so just… Shut up!”

 

Notes:

Hey guys... Cool surprise...

We finally have a Discord! Check this out: (https://discord.gg/Et6eJaREER)

Tell me if it's not working, guys, I'm not absolutely sure that it will! But yeah, you guys can use this Discord to have sane and reasonable discourse, and I'll trust that you guys can be totally reasonable and well-mannered! :D

Anyways, I'll see you guys, hopefully soon-ish, when I'm gonna start uploading Chapter 5. It'll be a bit different to the other chapters, but I hope you can enjoy, regardless!

Chapter 84: Chapter 5 [A] - Should I be Pacifist? Or Should I use my Fists?

Notes:

Hello, everyone, and welcome to Chapter 5!

Wow, it's been a while since I've been able to say that! Over a year apparently :|

How time flies... You guys really have been waiting a looong time, haven't you?

Anyways, speaking of time, it's time to go back in time for this chapter. Sit back and enjoy the flashback.

~CHAPTER 84~

 

 

???: “Red?”

 

Oh. Someone’s here.

 

Haha.

 

Red: “...”

 

Yeah. I’m not talking.

 

Except to my head. Kind of uncharacteristic, isn’t it? I’m supposed to respond.

 

Freezing up is the braindead move here. Play “real”.

 

Why aren’t you talking?

 

Red: “What the hell are you doin’ here Blue? This ain’t your job.”

 

Hah. Boring. Doesn’t elicit an emotion, does it?

 

Red: “Get the hell out of here.”

 

Better. Now you sound like a grumpy asshole.

 

Blue: “Huh.”

 

Blue gives out a careless shrug.

 

Blue: “Wow.”

 

Wow? That was a disappointed “wow”. I hate disappointing people, that’s why I do it so much.

 

Do it again.

 

Red: “Like bruh wtf are you doing in the control room. Its mine Idgaf”

 

Red: “Ya’ wanna take a ship for a freeride or something?!”

 

For whatever reason, I give him a sly, self-affirming shrug.

 

Red: “Yeah. Nope. You’ll drive us into a black hole or something.”

 

Now he gives me a death glare. He’s finally caught up. Surprised he didn’t catch on earlier, considering I was lying so bad there I was pretty much throwing.

 

Was I trying to throw?! Hell if I know why I do the things I do…

 

All I know is that they make me want to kill myself.

 

Now’s not the time for that, though.

 

Blue: “Red, I think if anyone’s driving us into a black hole right now, it’s you.”

 

Blue: “Where the hell are you steering us. We should’ve landed at the planet by now. Not… Wherever the hell you’re taking us.”

 

Red: “Tch… It’s all in my hands. I’m the captain, not you, so don’t worry you stupid little head over it.”

 

His posture changed. He’s now being defensive, which means you should attack him even more, shouldn’t you, filthy slime?

 

Blue: “Look, sure, I’m a “meat-head”, “braindead”, a “noob”, whatever you wanna call me, but even I know you’re doing something weird AF with the controls.”

 

I called him braindead? I don’t remember when, but of course I did. He remembers it. He probably sulked in his room when I called him that. He probably hit his head against a wall that night, and tried to hurt himself.

 

Look at what you’ve done Red, aren’t you a wonderful person…?!

 

Blue: “Ahem…?”

 

He looks uneasy. I probably do too. Which is stupid. I shouldn’t look uneasy. I should look freaking evil, because it’s what I am.

 

I straighten my composure, but my voice doesn’t come back yet.

 

Shoot.

 

Blue: “You’re acting weird, Red.”

 

Weird. Perfect word. Ham it up.

 

Red: “Ehehehehe…? Weird?! Like crazy?!”

 

Red: “I was crazy once…”

 

Now he looks at me, judgementally, as if expecting me to take the situation seriously. To be fair, I’d probably do the same.

 

Blue: “Red. Shut up. We’re not doing this again.”

 

He’s less concerned about me now. Looks like he’s levelled down from “Are you trying to kill us all?!” to “Are you okay?”

 

Blue: “L-Look R-Red… We’re just… Worried about you okay?”

 

Blue: “You’ve been steering us off course for a while now. Not long enough for Yellow to get back in contact about it, since she’s back down on Earth and all, but still… a while…”

 

Ugh. I sense it. Here it comes.

 

Blue: “Are you okay? I-I just… Is being in open space for ages making you depressed or anything?”

 

This is the part where you say no.

 

Red: “N-No.”

 

Blue: “I just… I get it, right…? It’s a struggle up here… It’s easy to get depressed when you’re half a light-year away from your family…”

 

Family? He doesn’t get it.

 

Blue: “I mean, I can’t say I haven’t been depressed up here…”

 

There’s two forms of depression. There’s actual-debilitating depression so bad that you can’t walk anymore. That’s real depression. And then there’s quirky comical “depression”. The one emotional teenagers feign, the one fictional characters have. That’s what I have. That’s also what he has.

 

Red: “Are you tryina’ project your “depression” onto me, again?!”

 

He recoils a little. I feel guilt weighing on me, if I feel it.

 

Red: “Shut tf up bro your mild sadness wasn’t real mental illness.”

 

He’s clearly hurt by that. I know he’s hurt by it, because I was the one who helped him through it.

 

He’s probably wondering where his antidepressants went. I wonder if he knows I was the one to chuck them into the vacuum of space, yet.

 

Blue: “...”

 

Blue: “Sorry… I shouldn’t be here… Should I?”

 

Red: “No. Go kill yourself.”

 

Ugh. I just said that, didn’t I? This is why nobody likes you.

 

Go kill yourself “Red”.

 

And he’s gone. Now, I’m alone. Haha. That kind of happens when you’re an asshole to everyone.

 

And you are an asshole, Red. You’re a freaking disease. The world would literally be better without you.

 

Maybe if instead of making everyone else’s lives so miserable all the time, you could… I dunno, maybe jump off this spaceship and…

 

Fall into the void. Fall, knowing, it’d all be over. Every single moment you’ve had, every memory, every “friendship” you had and threw away. Everyone you’d ever “loved”. It’d all be…

 

It’s so freaking tempting right now, isn’t it?! To make all this end, all this stress, all this pain you’ve brought everyone because it’s freaking funny, or something, isn’t that right?!

 

I mean, there’s no way back, there’s no way back, there’s no way-

 

All those friends you used to have… All of them will want to cut your throat after this. None of them will ever, ever, forgive you!

 

And I look at the oxygen tank on the wall again. We’re going through this routine again, aren’t we?

 

Look at the oxygen tank right there! Now look at the controls! With the click of a button, you could end it all!

 

And all you’d have to do is-

 

Someone’s knocking on the door.

 

Knock. Knock. Knock.

 

Freaking leave me alone.

 

Knock.

 

What if I just stood in this room and never left?

 

Then at least they wouldn’t know it was me. Me, who drove them all into a wormhole.

 

Knock.

 

Orange breaks the door open.

 

Orange: “Red…? Buddy, what’s goin’ on? Blue seemed to be… Worried about ya’.”

 

Red: “...”

 

You almost look sympathetic right now. Of course, if they could see who you really were inside that suit, they’d see a demon.

 

Red: “SHUT UP!”

 

That was such a throw. You’re only looking for attention now, aren’t you?!

 

Attention seeker…

 

Orange: “...?”

 

Orange: “I-I was gonna…”

 

Red: “...”

 

Orange: “I brought you a drink, Red. Do you… Want it…?”

 

Orange juice.

 

Haha. Why the hell does he have orange juice? Orange… always brings apple juice, for some freaking stupid reason.

 

Orange: “I… Yeah, I know we’ve got like two cartons left, but, uh. You hate apple juice, right?”

 

Orange sits down beside me.

 

Orange: “Besides. Flight’s nearly over huh?”

 

Over. We have to go back, we have to freaking go back.

 

Can we go back?! Can the controls still go back?!

 

No, I checked. We’re heading straight into that wormhole…

 

Red: “We’re all going to freaking die.”

 

Orange: “...”

 

Orange: “Yeah, that’s like… Inevitability of death and all that, yeah?”

 

Red: “No. Right now.”

 

He stood there, a little paralysed.

 

He’s not 100% sure I’m serious yet.

 

Orange: “...”

 

He’s waiting for me to tell him it’s a joke. Let’s make it sound like a joke.

 

Red: “Yep! We’re all going to freaking die! I sent us plummeting into a wormhole! It’s going to freaking kill us all!”

 

Red: “lol”

 

Orange: “I-I… Y-You didn’t do that… Red…?”

 

Red: “I’m not freaking kidding lol”

 

Orange: “Y-Yeah, Red… J-Just… I haven’t seen you in the kitchen the last few days… You need something to eat.”

 

Red: “I said im not kidding.”

 

Orange: “Red… C’mon…”

 

Red: “I’m not kidding, Orange, we’re all going to freaking die.”

 

Now. The frustration in my voice all but confirms it for him.

 

Orange: “...”

 

Orange: “Red stop panicking…”

 

Orange: “Clearly something’s got to you. J-Just stop panicking, and steer the ship in the right direction, again… P-Please…?”

 

Red: “Hahahah. I wish! Too late!”

 

I make a “wrong” buzzer sound with my voice. I wish I could turn down the frustration in my voice. That way I’d sound more evil, more insane. That way he’d know, or think, it wasn’t me.

 

But of course it’s freaking you “Red”. Of course.

 

Red: “We’re all going to freaking die! Every. Single one of us!”

 

Orange is panicking now. I see his concern escalate rapidly.

 

He slams his hands into the control panel, urgently messing with the buttons, looking for something to do, pressing frantically to stop it heading right into a wormhole. Just like I used to. Just like I did, back before it was too late.

 

And yet somehow. I’m praying for that one percent chance. That tiny chance, that… Somehow… this wormhole leads to something else.

 

To something real. We all want to be real, don’t we?

 

But I’m fake.

 

Red: “We have about 12 hours left! How do ya’ wanna spend them, old buddy?!”

 

Orange: “This can’t be freaking real, is it?! This can’t be freaking real!”

 

Yep. It’s more real. More real than anything we’ve ever lived through.

 

He stares at me with confusion and urgency. He gives me this angry look that somehow says “This isn’t what you want, is it?”

 

Of course it’s not what I freaking want?! But it’s what I chose, isn’t it?! And we all have to make decisions!

 

But now, you and me, Orange, we’re going to die.

 

Everything we’ve ever lived through…

 

It’s all going to be for nothing. Every moment you’ve ever spent. It’s only been to make others miserable.

 

 

And I couldn’t have it any other way.

Notes:

I hope you guys enjoyed the flashback. I'll see you guys next time, where, hopefully we'll meet Steve and his gang once again!

Chapter 85: Chapter 5 [B] - Should I be Pacifist? Or Should I use my Fists?

Notes:

Hi everyone! Following the last flashback! It's time to see what's going on back with our main gang. It's time to discover the 5th island!

~CHAPTER 85~

 

 

The Cast…

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

 

Steve: “…”

 

 

Steve raised his head from the soggy, damp ground.

 

Steve: (“Ugh…”)

 

Brushing off the mud all around him, he examined the surroundings…

 

Steve: (“…”)

 

He heaved his body off the ground, not really wanting to get up.

 

He’d be returning to the mud in only a week’s time after all? What was even the point?

 

Steve: “…”

 

Why was nobody here? He felt himself call out for somebody, even if his throat felt muted.

 

He called, and still, nobody came.

 

The air in this place was cold. A grey sky, and a chill against his body.

 

The surroundings weren’t particularly reassuring either. Dead trees dispersed throughout the soggy, squelching soil, and a gothic mansion in the centre complimenting the dark sky.

 

Despite how it must’ve been just after dawn, the sky wasn’t bright or reassuring. The mansion eclipsed the sun, rendering it dark and discomforting.

 

Steve: (“So this is it… The fifth island… I…”)

 

Steve: (“All alone.”)

 

The last words Light wrote in the Death Note struck Steve like a bolt. “Steven Oak”.

 

Steve: (“I’m going to die… What’s even the point…?”)

 

Steve pondered the thought of falling to the ground and letting the soil digest him.

 

He laughed to himself a little, the soil was disgusting.

 

Steve: (“… I might as well find a comfortable place to shrivel up and die…”)

 

Steve stumbled up to the mansion, looking kind of drunk but only feeling heavy.

 

Steve: (“Locked…?”)

 

Steve: “…”

 

He pressed his hand against the door and held his head to it. He needed somewhere to rest his head. It felt really, really heavy.

 

He breathed.

 

Steve: “Uuurgh…. Monomi…?”

 

Monomi: “Yey-Yey friend! I’m glad you called me! Need help with something?!”

 

Monomi’s enthusiasm makes me want to pummel her. I stare at her, dead-eyed.

 

Steve: “Door…?”

 

Monomi: “Ooh… Uh, that… See, the designers wanted a little gimmick for that door.”

 

Monomi: “Only four people can be inside the mansion at the same time, so it looks like you can’t get in…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Monomi: “Sooooo… It’s pretty cool, don’t you think? Encourages people to go outside and get some fresh air every now and then!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

I stare at her with my eyes half open.

 

Monomi: “Y-You don’t look so happy…”

 

I roll my eyes at her.

 

Monomi: “B-But d-don’t worry…! Since we’re best friends and all, and nothing’s as powerful as the power of love, I can kick someone out for you!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “Kick out Red.”

 

Monomi: “U-Um… Okey dokey!”

 

Monomi phased into the door and came back twenty seconds later with Red in her hand.

 

Red: “Wtf bro i was enjoying the champagne?!”

 

Red: “(There was no champagne)”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Red stared at Steve uncomfortably.

 

Red: “Huh…”

 

Steve opened the door and ignored the mastermind.

 

Red gave a blunt snicker.

 

Red: “Tch… Everyone’s bein’ silent as hell these days… Trainer Red, you, honestly Sans and Gandhi too…”

 

Red: “Feels so goddamn empty…”

 

Red: “Wonder who’s goddamn fault that is?!”

 

He gave out the iconic “Red shrug”. I’m done with him.

 

Ignoring the little freak in front of him, Steve pushed the door open, and was welcomed by a deep purple carpet.

 

I kicked my foot against the carpet, now it’s uneven.

 

You’re like me now, carpet.

 

Steve looked up at the walls of stone and wood.

 

It was a typical gothic mansion. Shining chandelier that bleached his eyes. Massive stairway in the centre. Eight doors, two on each side, and two more on each side on the upper floor, with a balcony overhanging.

 

The perfect place for a murder mystery.

 

Steve examined the doors, expecting to be ensnared by a trap. Instead, it was just that insensitive, short skeleton.

 

I’m not in the mood for jokes.

 

Sans: “hey… we got a kitchen… ya’ wanna check it out, steve…?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Sans: “c’mon… man… it’s not so bad in here… it's like if waluigi had a mansion, or somethin'."

 

Sans: "we could… probably… live here for the rest of our lives, heheh… j-just the five of us...?”

 

Steve: “Four of you.”

 

Sans scratched his head in evident confusion.

 

Sans: “bein’ dead ain’t so bad… talk to me ‘bout it, i’m a skeleton…”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Sans scrunched his head as if he facepalmed.

 

Sans: “sorry… shouldn’a said that joke…”

 

Sans: “i’m a piece of crap…”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “W-Where are the others…?”

 

Sans: “well… uh…”

 

Sans: “you won't have much luck… gandhi’s locked himself in the bathroom upstairs, and trainer red’s just not talking…”

 

Sans: “and red… well ya’ know, he’s…”

 

Steve: “The mastermind…”

 

Sans: “h-huh…?”

 

Steve: “I don’t even know. My brain keeps telling me he’s the mastermind.”

 

Sans: “heheh… try ta’ ignore it… that can’t be right…”

 

Sans: “i mean… he says he messed up waluigi’s body for “the lols” or whatever… but, i dunno, that can’t be it…”

 

Steve: “What actual reason would you have to mess up someone’s body like that?”

 

Sans: “…”

 

Sans: “anyways… it’s pretty lonely overall… maybe we should chill sometime… get our head off things…”

 

Steve: “Shut up.”

 

Sans: “…”

 

Sans: “sorry… i-i shouldn’t act like i know what you’re goin’ through…”

 

Sans slouched and walked off while Steve pushed open the door.

 

Kitchen. Typical aristocratic kitchen. But decrepit, like everything and everyone else here.

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: (“I guess I could have my last meal here or whatever…”)

 

Steve chuckled to himself while sitting on one of the creaky, wooden chairs.

 

Steve: (“I don’t feel like eating, though.”)

 

I picked up the chair and threw it against the wall, shattering it into pieces. That felt good.

 

Steve slammed the door open, and walked to the next room on the left.

 

Living room of sorts. Bookshelves, dusty couch. Poisons on a shelf for ending it early if I felt like it.

 

Some newspaper on the table.

 

Steve: (“Tch… Guess I’ll read this… Not like there’s anything to lose…”)

 

-Universal News - 31/09/2489 UT

 

Steve: (“31/09…? There’s only 30 days in September… Monokuma needs more quality control for his false newspapers.”)

 

-The enforcement of A13 - What it Means for The People-

 

-“It’d be a lie to say the enforcement of A13 hasn’t been subjected to opposition. The riots we’ve seen have been some of the worst we’ve seen this far. However… to reject such a law is naïveté at best, and a catalyst to the destruction of a universal identity at worst” - N.B

 

After several months of discussion, the law of A13 has finally been enforced, facing a 15:1 vote from the Council. Those opposed to the law consider it a “last ditch effort” and “a step towards a greater division between sapient beings and their lessers”, however, this journal seeks to provide comfort to those that have doubts about the law.

 

The primary objective of the law is the legalisation of eradication of the uprising and potential murderous threats. Sol’s forces have reigned for far too long, murdering innocent civilians and children alike. The agreement is such that lesser specimens such as Sol should be terminated in the meaning of our people and our culture, as human beings.

 

“It is not a decision made out of a brash desire for revenge, but rooted in a pragmatic and biological reality. The ultimate goal is the deescalation of violence and the insurance of peace and cultural unity” - H.

 

Recent findings have observed an innumerable increase in decadence and “subhuman culture” as defined by the infection of this disease, infecting and mutating all calibres of humanity. Without liberating ourselves with this defensive declaration, humanity will lose faith in culture, religion and truth. The further spreading of this social infection would result in the destruction of human culture and the beginning of an era in which morals are neglected.

 

“We’re here to protect you”

 

-Universal News

 

Steve: (“What is this?”)

 

Steve: (“Who is Sol…? What is the “Council”…? Who the hell wrote this…?”)

 

Steve: (“…”)

 

Steve: (“Why am I even believing this piece of crap. It’s Monokuma, or whoever’s, dystopian fanfiction. Can’t even tell if this is meant to be coming from the good guys or bad guys.”)

 

Steve returned to the hall and opened one of the doors to the right. Inside was a miniature museum.

 

Golden plated displays of bones, and bones…

 

Would you look at that, another display? What does it contain? Bones.

 

This one has a coffin, at least. How original.

 

This one’s got teeth… The owner of this mansion must’ve really liked bones.

 

Dinosaur legs, spiralling fossils, weirdly shaped display of a human skeleton.

 

 

Sans: “whaddup…?”

 

Oh, wait… That’s Sans.

 

Steve shrugged and ignored him.

 

Steve: “It’s all bones.”

 

Sans: “u-uh… i’m more than j-just bones… i-i’m…”

 

Sans: “…”

 

Sans looked back at Steve and gave a forced smirk. Actually, when Steve thought about it, all his smirks were forced.

 

It just felt particularly forced here.

 

Sans: “h-hey… it’s not all doom and gloom… we’ve got some daggers and swords too, heheh…”

 

Steve: “Um… You think that makes me feel better, somehow…?”

 

Sans: “heh… not really… maybe that was a bad example…”

 

Sans: “s-still… i can’t lie… human culture sure is interesting….”

 

Steve: “Is it…? I mean, it’s just a bunch of Bronze Age swords… All those people died four thousand years ago.”

 

Sans: “i mean… bronze age? ain’t that a cool name…? it’s kinda like a humanity lore dump to me…”

 

Steve: “Seriously…?”

 

Sans: “s-sorry… humans are kinda mythical in the underground, so we almost treat them like fictional creatures…”

 

Sans: “heheh, squidward would’a loved this stuff, he’s huge on the culture…”

 

Sans. “…”

 

Sans: “was huge on the culture…”

 

Steve: (“Right. None of him is left. He’s just a rotting meat pile with no capacity for thought or memory.”)

 

Steve: (“Guess I’ll end up the same in no time. Hah, maybe it’s a good thing…”)

 

Sans: “…”

 

Sans: “oh, hey, look at this…”

 

Sans picked up a long trident with centuries of rust on its surface.

 

Sans: “heheh… what was this for…? eatin’ food?

 

Steve: “Nah… Probably a weapon…”

 

Sans: “tch… man… humans have a knack for violence, don’t they…?”

 

Steve: “Yeah.”

 

Sans: “geesh… probably shouldn’t’a said that… that was pretty anthrophobic of me…”

 

Steve: “Anthrophobic…?”

 

Sans: “ya’ know… like, fear of humans… heheh…?”

 

Steve: “Whatever… Humans are crap.”

 

Sans: “heh. yeah, maybe…”

 

Sans stood rearranged pile of dinosaur bones in awe.

 

Sans: “don’t ya’ think these “dinosaur” things are pretty fascinating…? i mean, i knew what an alligator was, but not these…”

 

Sans: “i think it’s fair to say my love for alligators has been eclipsed, heheh… these dino things are so much cooler.”

 

Steve: “They’re all dead now. Can’t see them anymore.”

 

Sans: “damn… seriously…? and i thought i just found out about a cool new creature…”

 

Sans: “tch… do you think there’s a chance we can bring them back to life in the future…? i’d love ta’ see some dinos, y’know?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “Bringing something back to life isn’t possible Sans…”

 

Sans: “y-yeah… nevermind… just a stupid question…”

 

Sans: “…”

 

Sans: “les’ just try to enjoy the moments we have before we end up like that dino…”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “W-Why…? What’s the point…?”

 

Sans: “…”

 

Sans: “don’t ask me…”

 

Sans: “maybe that’s for you to decide.”

 

Steve blinked, and suddenly, Sans was no longer in the room, as if he suddenly disappeared.

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: (“Whatever…”)

 

I knocked a dinosaur skull off its display.

 

Smash…

 

Broken beyond recognition.

 

Whatever.

 

Steve: (“I guess… I’ll check the other rooms… What is there to lose…?”)

 

Steve heard a pinging on his Monophone.

 

-ur mom has left the building. Occupants: 3 [#:##]

-ur mom has entered the building. Occupants: 4 [#:##]

 

Steve: (“Huh… Sans must’ve opened the door and stepped back out…”)

 

-ur mom: hey, why isn’t the time working?! [#:##]

 

Suddenly, Monomi ran up to Steve. She seemed out of breath.

 

Monomi: “Phew… The reason the time isn’t working on the phones is because it’s permanent nighttime on this island!”

 

Steve: “H-Huh…? Permanent nighttime… That’s… Not physically possible…”

 

Monomi: “W-Well… I can’t elaborate! I gotta run around and tell the others~!”

 

Steve: (“So that must be why she’s out of breath…”)

 

Steve: “Couldn’t you have just messaged us?!”

 

Monomi: “Kyaaah~! Don’t bully me cuz’ I don’t have a phone~!”

 

Steve: “W-Whatever…”

 

Steve ignored the annoying rabbit and passed into the last room in the lower floor.

 

Dim, stuffy, furnace in the middle.

 

Surrounded by raw metal and misshapen ceramics.

 

This had to be a forge.

 

Steve: (“Huh… Maybe I would appreciated having something like this a while back…”)

 

Steve: (“But… What’s the point in making something anymore…?”)

 

Steve clung onto a piece of raw iron.

 

Steve: (“I’m used to this stuff… There’s plenty of coal if I wanted to make a fire.”)

 

Steve flung a small piece of coal into the stone furnace at the corner of the room.

 

Steve also noticed a large wooden pack of matchsticks at the corner of the room.

 

He picked up a matchstick and slid it against the edge of the pack. A small flame brewed.

 

Steve: (“Hah. Fire…”)

 

Steve held the fire in the air for a few seconds, mesmerised. He felt kind of warm again, for a moment.

 

Yet the march remained engulfed in flames. It appeared as though the fire getting stronger, but the matchstick wasn’t being consumed.

 

Steve: (“W-What’s going on… The fire’s just getting stronger… Infinitely…?”)

 

Steve: (“It’s… This could destroy a lot. A whole lot…”)

 

Steve tossed the matchstick on the stone table, yet… still… nothing went out…?”

 

Steve: “Monomi?! What the hell’s going on here?!”

 

Monomi dashed up to Steve, still panting.

 

Monomi: “Oh… That~!”

 

Monomi: “Y-Yeah! I forgot to mention! Those aren’t normal matchsticks!”

 

Monomi: “I-In fact, they’re super-duper ultra cool super matchsticks!”

 

Steve: “…?”

 

Monomi: “Y-Yeah! They’re super! That means it’s super hard to burn them out! You can use them for anything! Like murder!”

 

Monomi: “The fire spreads fast, and the air won’t stop it! However, it does have a little weakness… You! Give it a blow!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

I tossed the matchstick at Monomi. Suddenly, the fire spread and started burning through Monomi’s skin.

 

I stood, slightly mesmerised.

 

Steve: “You’re flammable?”

 

Monomi: “AAAAGHHH!! AGGHH!! HELLLP!!”

 

Steve: “Hah…”

 

I can’t help but chuckle at the futility.

 

Steve blew on Monomi, knocking the flame out.

 

Monomi: “Jeez…! You could’ve burned me alive! You would’ve been punished for that!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “There’s no rule specifically against hurting Monokuma… Nor Monomi.”

 

Monomi: “Grrr…! Why you…!”

 

Steve: “I could kill you at any moment, you know…?”

 

Steve: “But anyways… This taught me something pretty interesting… That fire could burn someone alive, and yet, they could blow it out so easily. It makes it harder to kill someone with.”

 

Steve: “But I could still use it to burn down this building, if I wanted to. It’s not like a building can breathe.”

 

Monomi: “Ooh~! You wanna start a murder plan?! I can give you a few tips!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “Shut up… I’d never associate with scum like you…”

 

Monomi: “Kyaaah~! Don’t bully me! I’m just trying to be helpful!”

 

Steve kicked Monomi and left the room.

 

Climbing up the creaky, wormy staircase up to the second floor’s balcony, a thought entered his head.

 

 

Burning.

 

What if everything burned?

Notes:

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Chapter 86: Chapter 5 [C] - Should I be Pacifist? Or Should I use my Fists?

Notes:

Hello everyone! Welcome to 5[C]! If wonder if you're able to [C] what's coming this chapter...

Anyways, you guys voted for a FTE, so you'll get one this chapter, but there's more than just that...

~CHAPTER 86~

 

 

The Cast…

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

 

There would be such splendour and magnificence in this mansion, had it not been left to rot for such a long time.

 

Though, the word “time” itself was messing up Steve’s head. What did it even mean in this mansion…? What kind of trick did the mastermind have to make time literally stop on this island?

 

Steve had seen teleporters… But, whatever technology the mastermind had must’ve been really farfetched.

 

The first room Steve noticed was the dining hall. It was fancy or whatever, but there was this unnerving feeling of decay that swarmed Steve when he went inside, just as was the case with the rest of the mansion.

 

Steve stepped on a floorboard and it fell off into the kitchen downstairs.

 

Steve: (“Easily breakable floorboards… Probably gonna be part of the next trial…”)

 

Steve noticed Trainer Red sitting on a chair at the corner of the room with no expression on his face.

 

Steve: “Oh. I didn’t notice you were here.”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

He reacts like a corpse would.

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “I… I need answers.”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

-“Free Time” Event 1 with Trainer Red-

 

I gaze at him scornfully.

 

Steve: “You.”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Steve: (“Tch… I may as well get answers before I’m dead.”)

 

Steve: “What the hell is wrong with you?!”

 

His corpse expression gave off a subtle smile. A bit creepy.

 

Steve: “I need answers. Why are you like this?! Are you hiding something?!”

 

Now his smile is gone.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Steve: “Hah. I wish you were the mastermind, so I could kill you on the spot, but…”

 

Steve: “It’s someone else isn’t it?! So why?! Why did you kill Basil?!”

 

He looked down on the floor.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Steve: “I guess… You just wanted “to win”, didn’t you?!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Now he’s smiling. I can’t tell if it’s a happy or sad smile.

 

Steve: “Oh, look, now you’re happy! Wonderful…! You must be soooo happy that you’ve almost won already!”

 

Steve: “Now. All you need to do is wait for me to die. Then there’ll be four of us left… You’re so close to winning your stupid little game, aren’t you?!”

 

Steve: “Because that’s all that matters to you! You don’t actually feel emotions or anything. You’re completely empty, and you just want to win!”

 

He nodded.

 

Steve: “Guess that’s too bad then. Because you won’t win. You’ll never win.”

 

He nodded again.

 

Steve: “And that’s because you’re a worthless freak. Nobody loves you. Why don’t you follow your own words and kill yourself.

 

He stood up.

 

His eye twitched as he stood up. Walking to the door outside with a completely hollow expression with no emotion to it except tiredness.

 

Steve: (“... Was he always like this…?”)

 

Steve laughed to himself.

 

Steve: “Guess you were born like this. Born a monster. There’s nothing you can do about except wait as those sins crawl up on you while you-

 

He started choking.

 

He held onto his chest for air. Choking, and choking.

 

It was frankly kind of funny to watch. For someone who told others to hang themselves, watching him choke on his spit was actually kind of enjoyable.

 

Now he’s gasping for air, flailing his body around like a worthless fish. He charges at the door hitting himself against it as he tries to run for it.

 

Steve: “Useless attention seeker,”

 

Trainer Red was now out of the room, but Steve could still hear him gasp for air on the other side.

 

Steve: “Could you shut up, and at least do that a bit more quietly, at least?!”

 

But enough of him. I need to check this room.

 

Steve inspected the dining hall carefully. It was probably the largest room in the building, with enough seats for sixteen people…

 

Sixteen…

 

There were only five now…

 

I felt a rage boil up to the tip of my head, like rising gas, and as if it was a trigger impulse.

 

I smashed one of the chairs to tiny fragments.

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Steve: (“It’s all their fault…”)

 

Steve noticed a chest at the corner of the room.

 

He peered inside.

 

Items. Sixteen in total. One for each individual.

 

Steve sifted through the items to find something that looked like his own.

 

Deep inside the chest, he uplifted some masterfully chiselled, finely cut flint and steel.

 

Steve: “Hm…”

 

It felt like one thing in the whole building that didn’t feel subjected to centuries of entropy.

 

Steve noticed the other items in the chest also had a similar gleam.

 

At least the ones belonging to the living.

 

He lifted up a small flower, which Steve recognised as the one Basil used to wear on his head. It looked sad and wilted, grasping for life,

 

Steve lifted up a tattered purple cape, once belonging to Noob.

 

Steve: “Who… Owned this?”

 

Steve stared down at the cape knowing the answer. He screamed. He smashed his hands against the cold edges of the lonely cape.

 

Steve: (“Don’t think about it. Don’t think about it ever. Don’t think about it.”)

 

Steve gathered his crumbs of resolve and continued to sift through what remained in the chest. A mouldy lollipop labelled “Invincibility Candy”, a broken telephone, a poster proudly proclaiming “SHREK: The Memesical! Onions Have Layers! Now Being Performed in Black Market 37!”...?

 

Steve: (“T-This…? W-Was Shrek’s “Special item”…?”)

 

A young child’s drawing, saying “Best Dad Ever!!!” at the bottom, worn out on its ends.

 

A mouldy pineapple.

 

A drawing of Gundham and Noob together, “My First Friend” written on it…

 

Steve: (“W-Why…?”)

 

A yellow cap with a “W” across, a scrunched up hang glider…

 

The Death Note.

 

Steve: “O-Oh…”

 

I stare at it. It’s probably just a shoddy replica.

 

Calm down. Calm down.

 

Only one way to test.

 

I store it into my pocket for now, looking around to make sure nobody can see me.

 

Steve: (“There’s definitely… Some more important stuff here…”)

 

Steve: (“Stuff that belongs to the living… It might be important to know what their precious items are…”)

 

A picture of three poorly drawn people smiling, saying “Don’t forget”.

 

A small Indian flag.

 

A photo of a crew, all just like Red, but with different colour suits. Red was standing in the middle being scanned by some kind of medical scanner.

 

Seeing the image made me twitch in revulsion.

 

Finally, a written note.

 

- Son

 

Son, I’ve done my best to try and fix you and make sure you live a healthy and reasonable life, and make money for the family, but this has gone too fucking far. We need to have a fucking talk because I’ve had enough with how disobedient you’ve been. You need to fucking man up and stop being a fucking attention whore. I’d rather my son be dead than be a fucking sissy attention whore, so get yourself together or I refuse to call you son.

I’ve made sure your mom blocks you from leaving the house and talking to those freaks you call “friends”. You’re only talking to Blue and Oak at this point. If you DARE leave town even once you’re grounded for a month so fucking listen to me.

I’ve also decided that over Summer, I’m sending you off to camp. You’ll be training, raising and fighting Pokémon. And I don’t want any of that sissy “I refuse to hurt animals” bullshit. You are going to be the best Pokémon Trainer and you’re going to make us a fucking fortune whether you like it or not, because if I was damn good at it, you can be damn good at it too.

I’m doing this because I love you. I’m doing this because I don’t wanna see you end up washed up on the street like that fucking alcoholic at the town next door. I’m also doing it because I believe in you. You’re good at fighting, you can do this. You better do this. You better be damn perfect.

 

-Love you, son.

 

Steve gazed at the letter in confusion.

 

For a “Precious Item”, Steve couldn’t help but admit that it was odd…

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve felt a weird gut punch and didn’t know why.

 

Steve left the dining hall. As he left, his phone beeped.

 

- Red has left the building. Occupants: 3 [#:##]

- Red has entered the building. Occupants: 4 [#:##]

 

Steve: (“Sure… Whatever…”)

 

Steve turned to the next room, a bathroom. Though the door was locked. Steve knocked begrudgingly.

 

Gandhi: “H-Huh…?”

 

Steve: “Gandhi…? W-What are you doing in there…?”

 

Gandhi: “L-Leave me a-alone…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Seriously… You’re meant to be the responsible one… What the hell are you doing…?!”

 

Gandhi: “I… I…”

 

Gandhi: “I’m repenting.”

 

Gandhi spoke with a chilling resolution.

 

Steve: “G-Gandhi…?!”

 

Gandhi: “I’m not leaving. It’s a hunger strike.”

 

Gandhi: “If we all just starve ourselves… There’ll be no more killing… They might get bored, and end the game…”

 

Gandhi: “And on the other hand… If they don’t end the game…”

 

Gandhi: “I’ll die… That’d be for the best, won’t it…?”

 

Steve: “W-Wait, no…?”

 

Gandhi: “I-I’m j-just a m-murderer…? Aren’t I…?”

 

Steve: “It was an accident, Gandhi. Stop being irrational.”

 

Gandhi: “I-It was still done out of carelessness… For that reason, I can’t forgive myself…!”

 

Gandhi: “And besides… It’s just as the “Worm Thing” said… I’m a shepherd… Leading you to your deaths…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Gandhi: “I-It’s for the best… If I starve to death, perhaps the killing game will even end…”

 

Steve: “G-Gandhi…? J-Just stop… There’s only five of us… A-And with my name in the death note… There’ll be four…”

 

Gandhi:” Hah… And with me gone, there’ll be three… That means only one more person will have to die for the game to end…”

 

Steve: “J-Just…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Steve: (“Fine. Do it. Go starve yourself. It’ll bring the game closer to an end. You’re so old anyways that someone younger should probably survive.”)

 

Steve could hear Gandhi’s muttered sighs from across the room.

 

Gandhi: “Don’t you think they deserve to live… Sans, Red, Trainer Red…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Sans, maybe… But the other two…”

 

Steve: “No.”

 

Gandhi: “T-Truly…?”

 

Gandhi was stunned into silence.

 

Steve called Gandhi’s name to try to break the silence.

 

Steve: (“Argh… P-Please… J-Just respond…”)

 

After enough shouting, Steve finally heard a thin response.

 

Gandhi: “S-Stay away from me… Murderer…”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: (“H-Huh…?”)

 

Steve flinched.

 

Losing Noob… His last words… Wishing to live… Wishing for more moments to feel alive… To see his friends again…

 

His death… Steve’s fault…?

 

…

 

He would’ve died anyways… Light had to be punished.

 

I’m not a murderer. A murderer kills for no reason.

 

I felt a tugging at my back.

 

Red: “Yo’... Stevo’... Whaddup?”

 

Oh look. A murderer.

 

Steve: “Don’t call me Stevo’ , you freak…”

 

Red: “Hey, looks like yer’ searchin’ the rooms…”

 

Red: “Looks like we both only got two left… Wanna check em’ out together…?”

 

Steve: “No. Why would I want to look for evidence with the mastermind…?”

 

Steve: “Mastermind…?”

 

Red perked up with some blend of enthusiasm and reluctance.

 

Red: “Eheheheh…”

 

Steve: “I… I don’t know why I said that… I… I’m just suspicious of you…”

 

Red: “Eheheh… I’m used to it… Everyone’s been callin’ me sus ever since-

 

Red lifted his arms up to imitate a shrug.

 

Red: “Well… If you’re so suspicious of me… Wouldn’t it be better if we did things together…? Maybe ya’ could gather some intel on me…”

 

Steve: “Fine… B-But try anything… And I’ll kill you…”

 

Red: “Eheheheh… Perfect… Just what I needed to hear.”

 

Steve was puzzled by the lack of sarcasm in Red’s voice.

 

Meanwhile, Red spun around and pointed at the last two rooms.

 

Red: “So… Why don’t we check out what’s left.”

 

Steve sighed.

 

Steve: “Y-Yeah… I guess…”

 

Steve stepped into the first of the remaining two buildings. An old-fashioned wooden library filled with old books.

 

 

Red: “Ey yo… These book lookin’ kinda sussy ngl”

 

Steve: “H-Huh…?”

 

Red lifted up a collection of books titled Death Note.

 

Red: “Ehh… Don’t worry… This ain’t actual death notes… If they were, you’d already be dead… Eheheheh…”

 

Steve felt chilled by Red’s threatening remark. He guarded the “Death Note” in his pocket.

 

Red: “Anyways… Weirdly enough it looks like Light himself is in these books… It’s some kinda manga, or whatever the weebs call it…”

 

Red: “Never been into anime… More of a pony… I… I mean corny guy!”

 

Steve: “...?”

 

Red: “I said corny! Like, ya’ know… When a comic is jus’ kinda stupid silly stuff, without the weeb fanservice and crap…”

 

Red flicked through the pages.

 

Steve: (“Why is he acting like there’s nothing wrong with this?! Some kind of Light cult?!”)

 

Red: “Eheheh… Light looks a lot more composed in these books than he ever did in real life…”

 

Steve: “It’s probably written by a propagandist supporting Light… It’s no surprise…”

 

Red: “Or… The killing game jus’ drove him too his breakin’ point, ehehehe… Does that to the best of us, doesn’t it?”

 

Red continued scrolling through the pages.

 

Red: “Huh… Uh… Remember seein’ Light’s dad an’ stuff…?”

 

Steve: “Y-Yeah… The guy that… Light himself killed…?”

 

Red: “Yeeah… The weird thing here is that Light’s Dad, Soichiro, or whatever the hell he’s called, seems to die in these books too…”

 

Steve: “Huh…? So it can’t be a historical retelling…?”

 

Red: “Yeah, guess so… These mangas mighta’ been made by Light simps or somethin’... Who knows…?”

 

Steve: “Y-Yeah… But killing his father…? Is that really portraying him in a positive light…?”

 

Red: “Tch… But ain’t there a bigger mystery with this whole thing…?”

 

Red: “Like… Don’t ya’ think it’s pretty weird that Light was this all-famous serial killer an’ everything… But none of us seem to remember the details of the case…”

 

Steve: “I guess… But still… Somewhere at the back of my mind… When that Death Note stuff was being brought up… It seemed familiar somehow…”

 

Red: “Eheheh… Same… Actually…”

 

Steve: “Y-Yeah… I know this sounds odd… B-But when I met everyone here… Even including a talking leaf… I-It… Didn’t feel odd at all… A-Almost like we’d already known one another…”

 

Red: “Ehehehehe…”

 

Red mumbled to himself.

 

Red: “I wonder if we’d been friends…”

 

Steve: “What did you just say…?”

 

Red: “Eheheheh… I was jus’ mumblin’ about the window outside…”

 

Red: “Heh… Take a look… You can see the belltower all the way from over there…”

 

Steve: “It’s… It’s kind of a nice view.”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “R-Red…?”

 

Red: “Huh…?”

 

Steve: “D-Do you think we’ll find the mastermind…? You know… Before I die…?”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Why ya’ asking me?”

 

Steve: (“I don’t… know…”)

 

Red started mumbling to himself.

 

Red: “No. But we’ll win.”

 

Red: “The last two. We’ll win for them.”

 

Steve: “…?”

 

Red: “Tch… I’m kiddin’… We’re hopeless, we haven’t even got a prime suspect for the mastermind.”

 

Red: “Unless the mastermind conveniently reveals himself, we’ll never figure it out. Ehehehe…”

 

Steve: “Let’s just get to the next room… I’m sick of all this pointless investigation that leads nowhere…”

 

Red: “W-Wait a sec… Hey… Steve?”

 

Steve: “Huh…?”

 

Red: “Look at this bookshelf… It’s kinda faulty…”

 

Red pushed the bookshelf, revealing a secret passage.

 

Steve: “How original…”

 

Red: “Heh… Right out of a detective book, ain’t it…?”

 

Red hopped down the secret passageway, before returning with a thumbs up.

 

Red: “Hey… Remember the set of bookshelves in the living room… I think it leads down there.”

 

Red: “Heh… I wonder if it’ll be used in the next murder…”

 

Steve: (“Urgh… Sometimes, just for a brief moment, I feel like I can trust Red… And then… He says stuff like this…”)

 

Steve: (“Hah. It’s funny. He’s probably the biggest psychopathic murderer out of any of us still here, but he’s manipulative enough to make you think he’s the “good guy” just for one brief second…”)

 

Red: “Les’ just get to the last room, shall we?”

 

Steve and Red entered the last room together. The floors were especially faulty in this room. It felt especially old, and especially fragile…

 

Red: “Heh… Wasn’t expectin’ a Victorian mansion to have a TV, but here we are…”

 

Red said, pointing at an old cathode TV at the centre of the room.

 

Steve: “Uh… This looks a little too old to play anything interesting…”

 

Red pointed at the remote and repeatedly tried to flick it on.

 

Red: “Hey, uh… Can you fix the TV…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “You just have to give it a whack.”

 

I said, slamming the top of the TV and shaking it.

 

Red flicked the remote and the TV was on.

 

“INSERT DVD”

 

Red: “Are you kiddin’?! It hasn’t even got any programmes?!”

 

Steve: “I mean, look at that shelf at the back of the room, there seem to be some DVDs there?”

 

Steve said while scanning the shelf. “The Simpsons”, “Spongebob Squarepants”, “Battle For Dream Island”. There seemed to be plenty to watch.

 

Red went over and looked at the list of DVDs.

 

Red: “Urgh… “Death Note”, again…? Everythin’ here is for Light simps…”

 

Steve: “Is this “Spongebob” guy made of literal sponge? That stuff’s rarer than diamonds! How come nobody’s tried to sell his vital organs?!”

 

Red: “Sponge is… That rare?????”

 

Steve: “Yeah?! You can only get it by slaying the most powerful guardians of ancient temples.”

 

Red: “Wtf earth is weird i prefer space…”

 

Steve pulled himself back, realising he was having casual conversation with Red of all people.

 

Red: “Hey bro… Somethin’ wrong?”

 

Red analysed Steve’s face.

 

Red: “Heh, right. Forgot I was a heartless murderer for a second, didn’t ya’?”

 

Steve looked at the title image of “The Simpsons” curiously.

 

Red: “Hey? Is that Homer?! Can’t believe there’s a whole ass TV show about him.”

 

Steve: “Yeah… Maybe we should play it… It could provide some clues…”

 

Red grabbed the DVD and flung it into the television, before sitting on the couch and pressing “PLAY” on the remote.

 

Red: “Man, this is gonna be some comedy gold.”

 

Steve: “Don’t disrespect the dead like that, Red.”

 

Red: “Ehehehe… When have I ever respected the dead’s wishes?!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Red: “Frick. This isn’t turning on, is it?!”

 

Steve: “I think the TV might be too old… Come to think of it, all the DVDs don’t seem that old, but the TV is probably older than Homer himself, so there’s no surprise it’s not working…”

 

Red: “Dammit… I kinda just wanted to see Homer one more time…”

 

Steve: “W-Wait… Really?”

 

Red: “Of course not… Who the hell wants to see someone who constantly gnaws at your face again?!”

 

Steve: “R-Right…”

 

Steve: (“And there he does it again. Baiting me into thinking he’s redeemable…”)

 

Steve: (“Sometimes… He’s just like the Red I knew on the first island… And then… he reveals his hand.”)

 

Steve: (“Just who is the real Red..?”)

 

Steve: (“And… Why is there still a naive part of me that wants to trust him…?”)

 

Red: “Aight’… See ya’ around… Imma go chill in the library for a bit. See if there’s any hints on the mastermind in those books.”

 

Steve: “Fair enough, I still have to investigate the outside…”

 

Red: “Aight… See ya’ around, ehehehe…”

 

Steve left for the outside, now exploring the barren land of dark green grass and dead trees outside the mansion.

 

- Steve has left the building. Occupants: 3 [#:##]

 

Steve: (“It’s just like a haunted woods… What great scenery to spend the last week of your life in…”)

 

Steve: (“Urghh… I’m going to die… I’m going to die… I’m…”)

 

Steve: “Aaaagh…”

 

Steve caught himself losing his breath, but quickly returned to normality.

 

Steve: (“Pfft… Now’s not the time to have a mental breakdown…”)

 

But he was going to die.

 

What would happen after death?

 

Heaven? Hell?

 

Total oblivion?

 

Existential dread gnawed at Steve’s shoulder like a corrosive acid that leaves no trace.

 

After he died, would anyone remember him? Would all proof of his existence be annihilated off the face of the earth?

 

Nobody loved him.

 

So nobody would remember him… Just like Light.

 

Total emptiness.

 

The horrible thought ate away at Steve’s mind.

 

To live a truly pointless life. One that nobody, not a single person, would ever remember.

 

Anyone that loved him was dead. And at his own hands.

 

The only thing his death would bring would be food for the maggots.

 

Steve screamed and fell to the floor.

 

His breath sped up.

 

Faster and faster.

 

Like the clock.

 

Tick, tick, tick.

 

Only so many seconds left…

 

Time couldn’t pass in this mansion, but the Death Note was bound by something much more cosmic. The time of the cosmos would pass, constant and careless.

 

Slowly approaching Steve’s home, inviting itself inside. A guest uninvited.

 

You can’t run.

 

He’s coming.

 

Death.

 

Steve gasped, trying to stop the all-consuming despair from eating away at his head.

 

But what was the point?

 

It’s all doomed anyway.

 

It’s just a rigged game.

 

Only two could win this game.

 

The Mastermind and The Traitor.

 

Death is the only constant.

 

…

 

So why not cause it…?

 

Steve: (“W-What am I thinking???! W-What was I just thinking?!”)

 

 

There is a boy right there. If I kill him, I’ll win the game.

Notes:

Hello again everyone! Hope you're enjoying chapter 5, so far! I wonder what'll happen next time...

Guess we'll have to just wait and see...

Chapter 87: Chapter 5 [D] - Should I be Pacifist? Or Should I use my Fists?

Notes:

Hello, again, everyone! It's time for more chapter 5! This time around we're doing more shenanigans... We left on a pretty important note last time...

Let's see what happens...

I'm using imgur for this chapter as imgbb is currently down. Let me know if it doesn't work.

~CHAPTER 87~

 

 

The Cast…

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

 

 

 

I stood in silence, watching Trainer Red.

 

Emotionless. Emotionless freak.

 

Killing someone with no emotions isn’t even murder.

 

It’s justice.

 

I stood in hidden silence, gazing at him, just from the corner of the building.

 

He stood in the grass, some weird expression on his face. And then, lifelessness. Ripe for the taking.

 

It’s his fault. Telling people to kill themselves. He deserves this. He’s beyond redemption.

 

I creeped closer along the walls of the building, slowly watching what he was doing.

 

He hears nothing from here. My silence.

 

I laid the flint and steel in front of my hands, I take a matchstick out of my pocket.

 

And the Death Note.

 

I look at the pages of the notebook. I’ve… Done this before, haven’t I…? It shouldn’t be hard to write someone’s name again.

 

“Red Toursenol”

 

The letters almost come naturally. If this notebook is real, he’ll die in fourty mere seconds.

 

Now we wait.

 

Squinting my eyes, I observed Trainer Red’s behaviour.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

His expressionless face turned into a frown.

 

Trainer Red: “Lord…”

 

Trainer Red: “Lord Arceus…”

 

Trainer Red: “Why…?”

 

He winced his eyes, and slammed his hands into the soil.

 

 

Trainer Red: “WHY?! WHY DID BASIL HAVE TO DIE?!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Trainer Red: “Forgive me! FORGIVE ME!”

 

Trainer Red scrunched his face as tears came out his eyes.

 

Trainer Red: “Forgivemeforgivemeforgiveme…”

 

Trainer Red: “Why did you kill him, Lord?! WHY?!”

 

Hyperventilating, he flailed his arms into a tree, expecting a tussle, but just seeing lifelessness.

 

Trainer Red: “hahahaha… HAHAHAHAHaaa… Why did I kill him?!”

 

Trainer Red: “It was all me, wasn’t it?! ALL ME!”

 

Trainer Red’s eyes twitched relentlessly.

 

Trainer Red: “You want to break me, don’t you?! Because I’m a sinner?! You’re putting me through this to make me perfect… to make me your son!”

 

Trainer Red: “Hahahaha… That’s it, isn’t it?!”

 

Trainer Red: “W-Well… I turned towards my father?! I TURNED AWAY FROM EMOTION AND IMPURITY! I TURNED AWAY FROM BASIL!”

 

Trainer Red seemed completely broken now. Steve couldn’t tell if it was disgust towards himself or this God he was speaking to.

 

Trainer Red: “ARE YOU HAPPY YET?!”

 

Trainer Red: “Why…? Why aren’t you happy yet?! I’ve sacrificed everything! EVERYTHING…!”

 

Trainer Red: “Please?! Please! Just make me normal! I JUST WANT TO BE GODDAMN NORMAL!”

 

And he throws himself onto the soil.

 

 

Trainer Red: “I just… wanted to be normal…”

 

Trainer Red: “C-Can’t I-I just live a normal life…? A life that makes others happy…? Can’t I just be normal…?”

 

He was crying loudly.

 

Trainer Red: “I NEVER WANTED ANY OF THIS! I NEVER CHOSE TO-

 

 

He clutches onto his chest.

 

Is… Is it working…?

 

 

He falls to the floor.

 

 

Is he... Okay...?

 

I approach him. Or his body. I don’t know, yet.

 

It’s dead silent. Not moving at all.

 

I can strangle him, just to make sure it’s actually working.

 

…

 

 

He’s alive.

 

 

He gives me a weird look.

 

Hah. The Death Note. It was fake, wasn’t it?!

 

What do I do?! What do I do?!

 

Just… Strangle him!

 

But… Why can’t I do it?! Why… Can’t… Steve… Do it…?!

 

Steve: (“...”)

 

Why?! I shouldn’t feel sympathy for dirt like him…. I need to do what’s right… What’s actually right…

 

I scream.

 

Trainer Red: “...?”

 

Trainer Red stood, startled…

 

Then he started walking. He walked past the corner of the mansion, looking away. Just drifting past. Like a spirit.

 

Steve: “T-Trainer… Red?”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Trainer Red didn’t even look at Steve. He just phased by.

 

I grab him by the neck.

 

Now we strangle him.

 

Steve: “Hah…”

 

He looks at me.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

An affirming nod, as if to tell me to do it.

 

And for some reason, that nod is enough for me to let go.

 

He gives me a warm smile, and says nothing.

 

Now he looks down at the floor. I’d kill him, if I wasn’t a coward.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Not even looking up at me, he speaks.

 

Trainer Red: “I thought I lost you…”

 

And he leaves. I feel like I witnessed something I shouldn’t ever have witnessed.

 

Now I’m outside. Alone. Too much of a coward to actually kill someone. Too weak.

 

Steve: “Hah…”

 

It’s all over, isn’t it?! It’s really all over?!

 

If I could kill someone! Just one of these murderers… Then we’d all be free! I’d be free!

 

Next time, you’ll do it!

 

But you keep saying “next time”, and there never is any next time! There’s never a next time! It’s just waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting.

 

And more people die, and more people die, and more people die.

 

And it’s all just pointless.

 

-ur mom has left the building. Occupants: 2 [#:##]

 

Sans: “yo…”

 

Why is he even here?!

 

Sans: “you… hey, steve…? everything okay…?”

 

-”Free Time” Event 3 with Sans-

 

Steve: “Leave me alone.”

 

I walk away, ignoring him.

 

Why would I talk to that bastard?!

 

It doesn’t matter! None of it matters! Maybe… I… I could kill him, instead!

 

Sans: “none of it matters, huh?”

 

Steve: “Go away!”

 

Sans: “someone told me that once, i…”

 

I run away from him.

 

I run into the shadows of the cold trees that ignore me and leave me alone. It’s all ignoring me. I’m all ignoring them. There’s nothing. There’s nothing.

 

Steve: “Hopeless… Hopeless… There’s no way out… I’m going to die… We’re all going to die… Every single one of us…! It’s all rigged…! Hopeless!”

 

Steve marched towards the belltower.

 

Steve: “Pointless… So pointless…!”

 

Steve marched further and further. A belltower. Why don’t I just jump off and end this last week of hell?! Then, at least I die by my own terms…!

 

Hah.

 

Haha.

 

Steve walked up to the belltower.

 

Ladder.

 

Climb.

 

But as I walked up. I remembered something.

 

*

 

Noob: “Can… you promise me that I won’t die..?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “I’ll promise you that, Noob.”

 

*

 

No. Not that. Not that memory! Anything but that memory! Remember something! Something! Anything. Anything else…

 

And there it was. A memory.

 

*

 

Red: “Real shame too… You were gettin’ real close to figuring out I was the mastermind.”

 

*

 

That one line. As if, on entering the belltower. It returned.

 

I have a mission, don’t I?!

 

Forget this. I’m not going to die. I’m not dying…! The Death Note’s all a lie, isn’t it?!

 

I stare at my hands.

 

Red. He’s the reason we’re all suffering. Everything we’ve been through. All his fault.

 

I will make sure he suffers a hundred times what he did to us.

 

I tighten my focus, holding onto the matchstick and flint and steel in my pocket.

 

Monomi pops up in front of me. I do not care. I know her master.

 

Monomi: “Hey, hey! Just to let you know, time does actually pass while you’re in the belltower, just like in reality!”

 

Steve: “Ahahahahah… So that’s why, isn’t it?!”

 

Steve: “That memory injection, it said… “FORGET! TWELVE HOURS!”... It wasn’t supposed to make me forget everything that happened in the last twelve hours… It actually meant that it only lasted twelve hours.”

 

Steve: “And now, as time passes on this belltower, I can remember the mastermind’s true identity, Monomi…”

 

Steve: “Or should I say, Red, The Ultimate Astronaut, and Mastermind of the Killing Game!!!”

 

Monomi: “R-Red?! Whoooa! I suuure wonder if you’re right or not~! You wouldn’t wanna hurt someone innocent, would you?!”

 

Steve: “Innocent?! Hah. Innocent?! Don’t play dumb with me?! You’re just like him, aren’t you?! Always pretending to be innocent…?! Guess that makes sense, since really, you are him, aren’t you?!”

 

I starting crushing Monomi with my hands. Once her wires started flickering and she became unconscious, I threw her off the tower.

 

 

I don’t care if she’s dead or not. I’m on a mission to kill.

 

This is for Noob.

 

This is for everyone who died.

 

Steve: “Your time is up, mastermind.”

 

I clutched my phone, sending everyone the ultimate message.

 

-Steve: I have discovered the identity of the mastermind. It is absolutely VITAL that we meet up. Now. Just outside the mansion. Everyone’s coming. Gandhi too. I don’t care if you want to lock yourself up or not. [#:##]

 

Steve: “This is it… The cold, bare truth we’ve all been waiting for.”

 

I descended the ladder. The truth is coming. Everyone will know you. I will personally hunt you. I will kill you. I will burn your flesh. You will pay for what you did.

 

I finally arrived. Everyone lay before me, awe. Like they’d seen a God. I’ll bring them the truth. Salvation. I’ll free them from hell. I’ll free them from sin.

 

Sans: “so… steve… you found the mastermind, huh…?”

 

Red: “Ehehehehe… This’ll be exciting!”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Sans: “c’mon… kid… this is the big reveal… ya’ might as well talk…?”

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “I have waited a long time for this moment.”

 

Gandhi: “Go on, Steve. Tell them. Truth is God.”

 

Then I’ll tell them. I’ll tell them the truth. I’ll burn the lie which killed so many.

 

Steve: “The mastermind… Is none other than…”

 

…

 

Why do I feel like I can’t talk?!

 

…

 

Do it, just do it…!

 

…

 

 

Steve: “Red, The Ultimate Astronaut.”

 

Sans: “red…?!”

 

Gandhi: “W-Wait?! What?!”

 

Trainer Red just stared at the floor.

 

I pointed at him.

 

Steve: “You are the one who is responsible for killing us all! You are the mastermind, Red!”

 

Gandhi: “H-Hold on! There has to be some kind of-

 

Red: “Ehehehehehe…!”

 

Red: “Hahahahaaha! Ahahahahaha!!!”

 

Red: “Well done Steve! Well done! You figured it out, huh?! Your gambit paid off!”

 

Red: “I, Red, the Ultimate Impostor, am the mastermind!”

 

Gandhi: “...!”

 

Sans: “w-what the…?!”

 

Red: “Yep… It was all me, huh? Playing the sympathy game…! Leaving you all to wonder, maybe, just maybe, I am sympathetic, and then I pull all the disguises away, I pull away all the sob-stories, and behind it…”

 

Red: “There’s just a monster! Just a plain old monster! It’s me! I’m the mastermind!”

 

Steve: “Red… I… No we… We will kill you…”

 

Red: “Ahahahahaha….! Perfect! I couldn’t have it any other way!”

 

Red blocked his visor with his hand, laughing uncontrollably.

 

Red: “Then do it! Do it, you coward! Become the hero, and kill me!”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Get him. Sans. Get him.”

 

Sans: “b-but…”

 

Steve: “Don’t let emotions get in the way. Emotions are weak! Kill him! My orders!”

 

Sans: “i… i… don’t follow your orders…”

 

Steve: “Everyone follows my orders! Don’t even try to-

 

While raising my hand, I felt a sharp, burning pain. I recoiled my hand, left no other choice.

 

Steve: “AAAAAAGHHH….!”

 

Red, still with his gun, just as before, aimed right at my arm.

 

Steve: “STOP IT!!! SANS, STOP HIM! HE’S GOING TO KILL ME!”

 

Sans: “b-but…”

 

Sans: “This isn’t right, Steve.”

 

Steve: “HE’S KILLING ME! DO SOMETHING! YOU COWARD!”

 

Sans: “this is wrong… this is all wrong…”

 

Another blast. Burning right through my other arm.

 

Steve: “STOP HIM!!! STOP HIM!!!”

 

Sans clutched his head in horror.

 

Sans: “This is wrong, THIS IS WRONG! JUST STOP!”

 

Sans tried to intercept the two.

 

Sans: “JUST STOP FIGHTING!”

 

Another gunshot. Sans tried to jump in front, but Gandhi held him back. The coward.

 

Steve: “Why won’t you kill the mastermind?! Why… won’t you?!”

 

Even Trainer Red, the “logical” one, stood in silence.

 

Trainer Red: “...”

 

He looked… Terrified.

 

Sans: “W-What the hell… G-Gandhi…?! Why the hell did you save me??!”

 

Gandhi: “Sans… Don’t jump in front of those bullets. You’ll die.”

 

Sans: “...”

 

Sans: “T-Thanks…”

 

Steve: “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! WHAT ARE YOU-

 

BANG!

 

 

Steve: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHH…!”

 

The sky fell in on itself and burned black.

Notes:

Hi everyone! This was an eventful chapter, so I hope you enjoyed! I wonder how much you saw coming... And what'll come next, that's the real question....

See you next time :D

Chapter 88: Chapter 5 [E] - Should I be Pacifist? Or Should I use my Fists?

Notes:

Welcome back to the Rescue Team, everyone! You haven't seen them in a while, so it's time to find out what they're up to this time...

~CHAPTER 88~

Rescue Gang

Papyrus (Undertale)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Yellow? (Among Us)

Professor Oak? (Pokémon)

Villager? (Minecraft)

Stalin? (Real Life)

 

Kel sat down in the cold glass cage.

 

He pressed his hand against it; it wasn’t thin.

 

A part of him wanted to keep talking to Papyrus and Firey, but it strained his voice, and he’d only ever get a muffled response.

 

He considered smashing his hands against the wall, but he heard horror stories from his friends in the yard about some homeless guy on the news, who burst an artery trying to break through a pharmacy window. He didn’t really want to end up like that.

 

So all he could do is wait. Wait for something to happen.

 

It felt like forever.

 

His stomach felt like it’d turned upside-down.

 

And yet still, no hero had come to save them…

 

Maybe, he thought, he should spend a moment contemplating.

 

But he didn’t like contemplating. Kel just wanted to think about hanging out with his friends, or just having fun… Not… This.

 

He wasn’t used to it. He didn’t know about anyone else, but… He had a normal life. At least, he thought he had a normal life. If he didn’t think about it too much, he still had a normal life.

 

He looked at Papyrus.

 

Kel: “Papyrus…?”

 

Kel had been keeping things up with Papyrus. Making jokes every now-and-then.

 

Papyrus was telling Kel some of Sans’ all-time favourites.

 

They were kind of funny, but more importantly, they kept his mind off things. The same playing games with his brother did.

 

Firey sat on the other side, drained of hope entirely.

 

Kel: (“I think he needs to hear a joke…”)

 

Papyrus gave a thin reponse.

 

Papyrus: “HMM… WHAT IS IT THIS TIME, KEL…?”

 

But he seemed out of energy… Which… Yeah… That’s what happens when you’re left to starve in a cage.

 

Kel: “I was just wondering… Have you got any more jokes for us?”

 

Papyrus: “NYEHE… HOW COULD I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, EVER RUN OUT OF JOKES…”

 

Kel: “G-Great… What’s the next one?”

 

Papyrus: “…”

 

Papyrus: “NEVERMIND… I APPEARS I’VE RUN OUT OF JOKES…”

 

Papyrus: “ALL THESE JOKES WERE MADE BY SANS, YOU SEE… AND I… HAVEN’T BEEN AROUND MY BROTHER MUCH, AS OF LATE…”

 

Papyrus: “SNIFF… I HOPE HE DOESN’T GET INTO ANY TROUBLE WHILE I’M STUCK IN THIS CAGE…”

 

Kel: “Haha… D-Don’t worry about it… I’m sure he’s still alive…!”

 

Kel: “A-And Basil too… M-Maybe we’ll rescue them! Im sure of it!”

 

Firey: “…”

 

Kel: “F-Firey…?”

 

Firey: “Seriously, guys! They still haven’t freed us yet! Are we gonna be stuck in here for two years?! They could at least give us bread!”

 

Kel: “H-Hmmm…?”

 

Firey: “Light… He locked us up, right?! So… Where is he?!”

 

Kel: “Haha… I’m sure he’ll turn up eventually… He wouldn’t want any excess casualties…”

 

Firey: “You think he cares?! He shot one of us! Dead!”

 

Papyrus: “...”

 

Firey: “Tch… Why are we even still trying to save our friends…?”

 

Kel: “B-But… Firey… Don’t you believe in-

 

Firey: “Quit it.”

 

Firey: “It’s just… If the Leafy here is anything like the Leafy I know, she’s probably killed someone by now…”

 

Kel: “K-Killed someone?! S-She would never-

 

Firey: “Well you don’t know her!”

 

Firey: “She’s… it’s just… Easy to put her under pressure and stuff… She gets suspicious of others too easily… She’d end up killing someone, thinking they’re the mastermind or something…”

 

Kel: “I-I… I’m sure Leafy is alive… D-Don’t worry…”

 

Firey: “Ugh… Like it matters… This game is probably rigged anyways… We’re just gonna starve in here, and the mastermind and that traitor are the only ones who’ll win…”

 

Papyrus: “THE TRAITOR… WILL WIN?”

 

Firey: “Y-Yeah… Probably why they signed up in the first place, huh?”

 

Papyrus: “B-BUT… THAT CAN’T BE A BAD THING, R-RIGHT…? IF ONE LITTLE SOUL MAKES IT OUTTA HERE ALIVE, ISN’T A GOOD THING?”

 

Papyrus: “E-EVEN IF THEY’RE A TRAITOR…”

 

Firey: “…”

 

Firey: “Heh. You always believe the best in the worst people… But so do I. Guess that’s why we’re in these cages, huh…?”

 

Kel: “J-Just… Look, they’ve gotta bring us food at some point, otherwise they woulda’ killed us on the spot…”

 

Papyrus: “INDEED… THE MASTERMIND DOESN’T WANT US DEAD, RIGHT?”

 

Firey: “Yeah… I dunno about that.”

 

Papyrus: “…”

 

Papyrus: “I-I’M… RUNNING OUT OF HOPE…”

 

Kel: “Papyrus…?”

 

Papyrus: “C-COME ON PAPYRUS, YOU DON’T GIVE UP EASILY…””

 

Papyrus: “I… JUST… I THOUGHT MY BROTHER WOULD BE HERE TO SAVE US… BUT… MAYBE, JUST, MAYBE… HE’S TOO LAZY?”

 

Papyrus: “...”

 

Papyrus: “OR… MAYBE HE NEVER CARED ABOUT US…”

 

Kel: “…”

 

Kel: “Papyrus! Don’t say that! There’s always… There’s always hope…! Maybe Monomi will save us…?”

 

Papyrus: “...”

 

Firey: “Quit it, Kel. Sometimes you have to give up.”

 

Kel: “W-What…? Give up… Living…?”

 

Firey: “...”

 

Firey: “Yeah.”

 

Kel: “I-I… B-But…”

 

Kel: (“Who am I kidding? We’re just going to die in here, aren’t we…?”)

 

BANG.

 

Kel: (“W-Where’s that banging coming from??”)

 

BANG.

 

Kel: (“I-Is it coming from…?”)

 

BANG.

 

A shout from across the door.

 

Yellow: “Jeez, guys… Do I have to knock a third time?!”

 

BANG.

 

Kel: “Wait… Is that you, Yellow?!”

 

Yellow: “Yep. Third time’s the charm. 😒”

 

Yellow: “Are you guys stuck in there?!”

 

Papyrus: “NOT ONLY STUCK! DOUBLE STUCK! IT’S A TRAP INSIDE A TRAP! I’VE NEVER BEEN A FAN OF THOSE! THOSE WERE MORE OF SANS’ THING…”

 

Yellow: “Y-Yeah… I… Look… Sorry… G-Guys… I wasn’t gonna leave you behind… I was just… Light scared the hell out of me.”

 

Yellow: “But I’m not giving up on Red, and I’m not giving up on you guys either.”

 

Kel: “Well then… Any clue how to get us out of this trap, Yellow?”

 

Yellow: “Huh…? It’s kinda hard to hear you guys through all these walls!”

 

Kel: “ALRIGHT! ANY CLUE HOW TO GET US OUT OF THIS TRAP, YELLOW?!”

 

Papyrus: “YOU MEAN… DOUBLE TRAP?!”

 

Yellow: “Jeez…! Not this loud… He might… Hear us!”

 

Yellow: “You two are so silly, even in the worst of times…”

 

Yellow: “But… Uh… Well… Not really… It’s not like I can contact my crew, they’re like… Half a light year away… So, uh… no deus ex machina spaceship for us…”

 

Yellow: “But the other guys… I mean, Villager has firearms, Stalin has a whole freaking county, Oak, probably, has… something??????”

 

Kel: “Then let’s do it! Let’s get some firearms, a whole flipping country, and even a something to break us outta here!”

 

Papyrus: “NYEHEHEHEH! PLAN B HAS ONLY JUST BEGUN!”

 

Yellow: “...”

 

Papyrus: “RIGHT…?”

 

Yellow: “But… I can’t trust them.”

 

Kel: “Oh, c’mon, Yellow. They’ve joined for a Rescue Mission. They don’t have anything evil planned. Well… Maybe Stalin, but, uh…”

 

Yellow: “Villager said there could be a traitor among us. If they find out, we’re all doomed.”

 

Firey: “Right…”

 

Yellow: “So… since you guys probably aren’t traitors, it’s either Oak, Stalin or Villager.”

 

Kel: “Well… It can’t be Villager.”

 

Yellow: “Have you got evidence for that, Kel?”

 

Kel: “Yeah. I mean, you said it… He was the one to bring up the whole traitor idea in the first place.”

 

Yellow: “...”

 

Yellow: “That… Sadly doesn’t automatically exclude him.”

 

Kel: “Okay, what about the other two?”

 

Yellow: “L-Let’s be real. Stalin… C-Can’t be trusted, can he?”

 

Kel: “Hahaha… I mean… He’s so obviously evil that he can’t be hiding much more, right?”

Yellow: “We… Are we really risking our lives on the will of a dictator?”

 

Yellow: “I’m not making that mistake. Not again.”

 

Yellow: “And… Oak. He’s too much of a wild card, isn’t he? I… don’t really think he’d be helpful either tbh.”

 

Kel: “I mean… He’s probably smart in his own way?”

 

Yellow: “idk about that ☹️”

 

Firey: “Let’s think about it. Oak and Villager are the safer choices, but Stalin… He could get a whole military to support us…”

 

Firey: “Or, at the very least, a helicopter or something to break us out.”

 

Yellow: “You’re right, but if we’re wrong, we die…”

 

Kel: “L-Let’s… Pick wisely, then…”

 

Papyrus: “I BELIEVE IN YOU YELLOW… AND I BELIEVE IN THEM TOO!”

 

Firey: “Just… Don’t make a choice that’s stupid, haha.”

 

Yellow: “...”

 

Yellow: “I… I’ll try…”

 

Notes:

I've decided to do something special this time around... Yellow is a bit indecisive so why don't you vote for who Yellow should recruit this time around? Be careful, your vote may impact the story...

Vote here!: https://strawpoll.com/wby5Q8P2KyA

Chapter 89: Chapter 5 [F] - Should I Be Pacifist? Or Should I use my Fists?

Notes:

Hi everyone! Time for more Rescue Team shenanigans!

I wanna clarify that the voting last time was blatantly rigged. There's no way we got that many votes, and tons of the votes were rigged in favour of Stalin, who originally had very few votes. I suspect Villager was rigged too, but since he took the initial lead, he'll be chosen as the candidate for this chapter.

~CHAPTER 89~

Rescue Gang

Papyrus (Undertale)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Yellow (Among Us)

Professor Oak? (Pokémon)

Villager? (Minecraft)

Stalin? (Real Life)

 

Yellow: (“I can’t make a decision…”)

 

Yellow: (“If it’s wrong, we die. I’m not letting that happen again. I’d rather just…”)

 

Yellow stood between the doors and the outside. What if she just ran away, and left it all behind? Ran away and threw the past behind her and forgot this all ever happened.

 

But… Nothing would be the same after all of this. The past was just a dead end. And yet, she couldn’t shape the future, what if she made the wrong decision?

 

Yellow watched the grass bristle at her feet.

 

Yellow: (“If I can’t make a choice, why don’t I just… let fate choose for me?”)

 

Yellow picked up three stones off the ground. The left one can be Stalin, the middle one Villager and Oak the one on the right. I’ll try to get assistance from the first one to fall.

 

She held the stones tightly in her hand, and let go.

 

When she looked down at the grass, they had all already fallen.

 

Yellow: (“Villager. Let’s just go with Villager. He’s the safest option.”)

 

She let the fear drive her forward instead of paralysing her and started searching. She had to find him. Her head hurt, but she had to find him.

 

So where is he? She stuck to the walls, and saw nobody. Had they already left?

 

No. Briefly, she saw Stalin at the glimpse of her blurred vision. So Villager, he had to show up soon.

 

Stalin: “Yellow?! What are you doing?! Light told us to wait!”

 

Yellow: “I-It’s…”

 

Yellow: (“Come up with an excuse, Yellow, you’re a good liar.”)

 

Yellow: “It’s been over a day, Stalin, Light still hasn’t shown up, and I don’t think he’s going to any time soon…”

 

Yellow: “I’m just trying to see if there’s a way to contact him.”

 

Stalin: “Fine, just…. Don’t betray us.”

 

Yellow: (“Betray us? Maybe he has a point, maybe if I try to break the other guys out, even the ones unaffiliated with them will be harmed, too…”)

 

Quitting? Maybe it was for the best. Sometimes there are times when you should just give up. But this was not one of those times. Yellow moved on. Stalin eyes were fixated on her like a reptile, but she brushed it off, and kept going.

 

She saw a grey figure at the corner of her vision. It had to be Oak. But he wasn’t the one she was searching for.

 

Oak: “Yellow?”

 

Yellow: “Yeah?”

 

Oak: “You are very wise, aren’t you?”

 

Yellow: (“What?”)

 

Yellow felt herself backing away from him.

 

Oak: “I know exactly what you’re doing… Ohohoho…!”

 

Oak: “Do you need any help?”

 

Yellow: (“This… has to be a trick, right? I’m not trusting him.”)

 

Oak: “Hmmmm… perhaps you need a powerful POKÉMON to assist you?”

 

Oak grabbed a red and white ball from his pocket.

 

Oak: “These! These are Pokémon! They can be very helpful tools to help your friends!”

 

Yellow: “W-What…? If this ball is meant to be a tool, why didn’t you use it to help us out with Monokuma earlier?!”

 

Oak: “Ah, because Pokémon are friends, not tools!”

 

Yellow: “?????????”

 

Oak: “These days, this powerful Pokémon wouldn’t obey me…! Not without BADGES. But… it appears perhaps a badge or two may have grown in your heart!”

 

Yellow: “Uuuuuuuuuuhhhh????”

 

Oak threw the red and white ball on the floor, and a tall orange dragon-like creature emerged.

 

 

Oak: “This is DRAGONITE! Or… As I like to call him… BEEF.”

 

Yellow: (“Beef??????? 💔”)

 

Oak: “Of course, I am too old to use the powerful TM move, HYPER BEAM, but perhaps… Perhaps you still have that power.”

 

Yellow: “Did you…? Seriously just have a freaking DRAGON this entire time?!”

 

Oak: “A DRAGON? No, this is a DRAGON/FLYING Pokémon, Yellow!”

 

Oak: “Wait… Yellow…? That’s your name, right?”

 

Yellow: “So y-you’re saying we can use this dragon to-

 

BANG!

 

A bullet wound struck the dragon through its chest. It gave out a raging roar.

 

Villager: “Hold it.”

 

Yellow: “Villager?”

 

Three more shots and the dragon fell to the floor.

 

Villager: “Are any of you hurt?!”

 

Yellow: “W-Wait… Villager! Did you just… shoot that thing? It was on our side!”

 

Villager gave out a groan.

 

Villager: “It… It was…?”

 

Oak: “Indeed, it was our free ticket out of here! Almost like a bike voucher!”

 

Villager: “...”

Villager: “Oh.”

 

Yellow: “You shot it on purpose, didn’t you?!”

 

Villager: “Well… yes… I thought it was going to murder you.”

 

Yellow let out a sigh, she couldn’t stop herself, and began muttering.

 

Yellow: “I really can’t trust anyone… can I…?”

 

She grabbed Villager by the shoulder.

 

Yellow: “Villager, over here. Oak, don’t follow.”

 

Oak: “Understood!”

 

Oak began following.

 

Yellow: “Oak…! I’m trying to have a private conversation!!! 😠”

 

Oak: “How interesting!”

 

Villager: “Seriously, Oak, just leave for a second…”

 

Oak: “Okay!”

 

He left, and then came back one second later.

 

Yellow: “Fine! Fine! It can be a public conversation! Of course… Hahah…”

 

Yellow: “Why can’t I trust you guys…?!”

 

Villager: “It’s understandable…”

 

Oak was throwing rocks at the dragon, hoping for it to wake up or something.

 

Oak: “Wakey-wakey BEEF. We’re gonna need a max revive for this one!”

 

Yellow: “Anyways… I need your help with something, Villager…”

 

Villager: “Hmmm… And what would that be…?”

 

Yellow: (“Now’s your chance to say it, Yellow.”)

 

Yellow: (“But with that look on his face… I can’t tell him…”)

 

Yellow: “W-Well… We need to get out of here, right? We can all agree that we want that? And it’s starting to look like Light’s abandoned us.”

 

Oak: “Hmmmm… On the contrary, I’m beginning to quite like it here! Perhaps this is even the home of the legendary-

 

Villager: “Oak. Shut up. Your opinions are invalid.”

 

Villager: “Anyways… If that dragon truly is our friend… We can just fly out of here, no…?”

 

Yellow: “Urgh, well… Provided that the gunshots didn’t kill it…?”

 

Oak: “Hrmmm… I wasn’t expecting this to be some kind of NUZLOCKE…”

 

Yellow whispered towards Villager.

 

Yellow: “What the hell is he talking about?”

 

Villager: “I have no idea…”

 

Oak kept poking the dragon.

 

Oak: “Wakey-wakey, BEEF!”

 

Yellow: “Okay, so you just happened to have a dragon in your pocket the entire time, and now it’s either dead or incapacitated?!”

 

Oak: “Oops.”

 

Yellow: “...”

 

Yellow: (“I’m… I’m so done with this nonsense.”)

 

Yellow lunged at Oak’s pocket and snatched another red and white ball, running off with it while the others looked back in disbelief.

 

She threw the ball to the ground. A large, yellow bull creature emerged. It stared at Yellow in fury.

 

Oak followed over.

 

Oak: “Yellow!”

 

Yellow: “Huh?”

 

Oak: “It won’t obey you at your current level! Let me do the work.”

 

The bull gave Oak an affectionate grumble.

 

Yellow: (“H-How does he tame those things…?”)

 

Oak: “MR SQUIGGLES! Use strength!”

 

Yellow: “Mr Squiggles?!”

 

Oak: “I name my Pokémon, Yellow! Don’t you?!”

 

Oak pointed at the door of the room which Firey, Papyrus and Kel were trapped inside.

 

Oak: “Use strength now, MR SQUIGGLES!”

 

The bull charged at the door, breaking off the hinges and causing it to break into pieces on the floor.

 

Villager: “What? What are you two doing?!”

 

Yellow: “V-Villager…? W-Why don’t you want us to let them free?”

 

Villager: “Freeing Kel, Papyrus and Firey. If it’s true that the people we’re “saving” are locked up for a reason, then what does it say about those three? They are hellbent on saving them.”

 

Yellow: “Villager… Can we not at least let them go?!”

 

Yellow: “That traitor that you mentioned earlier… Is that you?”

 

Villager: “...”

 

Villager: “No. I’m not a “traitor”. If I was, I’d probably be hunting you down for this. But still, you should seriously think twice before freeing those three.”

 

Villager: “They’re dangerous. A skeleton and a fire spirit? Would you really trust beings of that calibre?”

 

Yellow: “...”

 

Villager: “It doesn’t have to be difficult. The three of us can leave, and let the “killing game” handle everyone else. We don’t have to get involved.”

 

Yellow: “W-Why can’t we just free them…? They’re.. They’re…”

 

Villager: “Innocent? That’s always what you tell yourself, until even the best people betray you. Isn’t that right, Yellow?”

 

Yellow didn’t want to hear it. Villager was striking deep into Yellow’s nerves.

 

Yellow: “But Kel… he’s just a…”

 

Villager: “Just a kid? Yes, but how can we trust kids? They… betray us too, Yellow. “

 

Villager muttered something under his breath.

 

Villager: “Let’s go, Yellow. Justice will deal with the rest.”

 

Villager offered his hand.

 

Villager: “We’ll find a way out of here. Without them.”

 

Yellow: “...”

 

Yellow: “Shut up.”

 

Villager: “...?”

 

 

Yellow: “SHUT UP, Villager!”

 

Villager: “...”

 

Yellow: “You’re letting your past define you.”

 

Yellow: “Maybe someone betrayed you in the past, maybe someone betrayed me in the past… But… That doesn’t mean we should just give up on everyone!”

 

Yellow: “Today… I decided to trust someone… I decided to trust you. And this is how you treat me? Telling me that we should toss everyone to the side based on mere suspicions?!”

 

Villager: “...”

 

Yellow: “Is the world just kill or be killed to you?”

 

Villager: “Yes. Yes it is.”

 

Villager turned his back against Yellow.

 

Villager: “But fine. Fine. If you wish to free them, go ahead. Just don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

 

Yellow: “...”

 

Yellow took Villager’s gun and walked through the broken doorway.

 

Yellow: “Guys… I’m back…”

 

There was a power box at the wall. She readied the gun, and shot it down. She felt the recoil of the gun blast her backwards across the dirty floor. She picked herself off the ground, swiping the dust off her spacesuit. The power box began flickering orange and yellow, before the flickering stopped and the room went black, other than Firey’s dim flame and the light of the doorway.

 

The cages made a whirring noise and unlocked themselves. Seeing them unlocked like that made Yellow shiver.

 

Kel made a grateful smile.

 

Kel: “Phew… I was worried we were gonna be stuck there forever.”

 

Papyrus: “WOWIE! I THINK YOU NEED A PAPYRUS COOKIE FOR FREEING US FROM THAT NASTY DOUBLE-TRAP! IF ONLY I’D INVENTED SUCH A THING EARLIER…”

 

Firey: “Phew. Thanks Yellow. Let’s get going.”

 

Yellow: “F-Fine… J-Just…”

 

Yellow: “Don’t make me regret this…”

 

Leaving through the doorway, saw their silhouettes at the periphery of her vision. She felt them, watching her. Was this just a mistake?

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We'll get back to the main cast next chapter, so you can look forward to that.

Chapter 90: Chapter 5 [G] - Should I Be Pacifist? Or Should I use my Fists?

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Hi everyone and welcome back. We're back to the main cast again.

This chapter might be a little "weird", but what isn't weird about this fic?

Hope you can enjoy!

~CHAPTER 90~

 

 

Everything is weird and misty. For some reason, Steve could hardly breathe.

 

He looked at his hands. They looked like weird pearls. Something in his mind told him something was off. Really off.

 

The sky rocked back and forth like a boat or a painful injury, but when Steve looked at his hands they were clean.

 

Steve: (“What?”)

 

Steve shrugged and scratched the back of his head.

 

Maybe he’d slept badly…?

 

He saw Sans. Clearly, but the points were off.

 

Sans: “heya, steve… uh… gandhi wants to meet us at the dining hall… you wanna come…?”

 

It didn’t sound like Sans. There was a stray thought trapped inside his brain, clamouring to escape.

 

It sounded cold. Unforgiving. Why?

 

Steve: (“Hah… Maybe I just need to clear my mind…”)

 

Sans: “hey… uh… somethin’ up, steve…?”

 

Steve: “N-No, it’s nothing I’ll head over.”

 

He walked down the steps of the tower, or, maybe, the steps walked up him.

 

Sans was making jokes, but they all seemed to blur past his head.

 

They arrived at the dining hall, where Gandhi, Trainer Red and Red awaited.

 

Trainer Red: “Hey.”

 

Gandhi: “Ah… I’m glad you two came.”

 

Sans: “heheh… come on gandhi, i’m not THAT lazy…”

 

Steve peered into Sans’ unsettled eyes. They stared at Red, then Trainer Red, then Steve himself. Then they went back to normal.

 

Steve: “R-Red…?”

 

Red: “Hey, whazzup?”

 

Steve: “Haha… Casual as usual, huh, Red…?”

 

Red: “Heh… Yeah… I mean, I ain’t a fan of leadership or whatever, but let’s just listen to Gandhi for a sec.”

 

Sans: “yeah.”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “We need to terminate.”

 

Sans: “you’re right.”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Gandhi: “We need to terminate the negative atmosphere that this mansion has.”

 

Trainer Red: “Yeah… I agree.”

 

Gandhi: “I was thinking maybe we should redecorate… Make it look more modern?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Sans: “steve…? don’t you agree with gandhi? everyone agrees with gandhi…”

 

Steve: “No. But, okay.”

 

Red: “Hey, yo’…? Wanna work together, Steve?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve felt a weird revulsion worming in his head.

 

Red: “Somethin’ up…?”

 

Steve: “N-No, nothing… Let’s work together, haha.”

 

Red: “Heh, sure buddy. Which room are ya’ thinkin’ of?”

 

Steve: “Hmm… I guess the kitchen could use some work, right?”

 

Red: “Gotcha. Let’s get to it.”

 

Steve went with Red to leave the dining hall, but briefly turned his head to Gandhi.

 

Steve: “Hey… Gandhi… I’m glad you decided to stop locking yourself in the bathroom…”

 

Gandhi: “L-Locking myself in the bathroom…? Why would I do that Steve…?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “Nevermind… Must’ve been a dream or something, haha…”

 

Gandhi: “The only one who should be locked up is you.”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Let’s go, Steve.”

 

Steve: “Haha… Alright…”

 

Steve and Red walked down to the kitchen together, with Steve carrying the supplies for renovation and Red carrying a kitchen roll on his head.

 

Red: “Heh… Y’know, it’s handy to be paired up with the surprisingly buff guy. I can’t lift, bro.”

 

Steve: “Haha, right…”

 

Red stretched his arm towards the top shelf of the kitchen, trying to deposit the roll.

 

Red: “Orange was always the one to do the heavy lifting in my crew.”

 

Steve: “Right, speaking of…How’s your crew doing… Is everything alright on their end…?”

 

Red: “…”

 

Red: “What crew?”

 

Red: “My crew is ###”

 

Steve: “Okay.”

 

Steve: (“W-Why can’t I make out what he’s saying…?”)

 

Red: “Whatever… Either way, all’s good on my end. I don’t have problems.”

 

Red: “How ‘bout you…?”

 

Steve: “W-Well… You know the deal… I’m alone in the dark, again. ”

 

Red: “Heheh… You always say that, but we’re here for you, ya’ know…? All fourteen of us.”

 

Red whistled while wiping cobwebs off a window.

 

Red: “Tch… Can’t believe I just said that crap… Kinda off character for me, not gonna lie…”

 

Steve: “Eh… I think it’s fine. I prefer it when you’re genuine.”

 

Steve said, polishing the floor of the kitchen to make it shine.

 

Red: “…”

 

Red: “Seriously?”

 

Steve: “Yeah… I mean, what’s the point in hiding the truth…?”

 

Red: “…”

 

Red: “I… I dunno…”

 

Red: “I guess… Lies can sometimes be a way of helpin’ people… Heh, maybe it even gets them to do stuff that they wouldn’t do otherwise…”

 

Red chuckled, wiping the window clean off dust.

 

Steve: “Lies don’t help people.”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “If you tell enough lies, does it become the truth?”

 

Red: “If you told yourself enough lies, could you become someone completely different? Could you become a good person? Or could you become a bad person? Which would you choose?”

 

Steve: “A good person.”

 

Red: “Weird choice.”

 

Red: “Just know that when you choose, there’s no way back.”

 

Red: “Even if you lie more. Even if you lie more you can’t go back. The memories don’t go away.”

 

Red: “That's why you can’t change.”

 

Red: “That's why I can’t change.”

 

Steve: “But you never lied to me, Red.”

 

Red: “…”

 

Red: “Hahaha… I dunno what I was talkin’ about…”

 

Red: “Let’s keep lying.”

 

Red’s visor flashed purple, and then went back to normal again.

 

Steve: (“W-What’s going on with me…?”)

 

Red: “Hey…! Take a look at the kitchen. Man, and I thought this mansion was too far gone.”

 

Steve: “Hah… Yeah. The cleaning really was a good idea.”

 

Steve: “Let’s go back now… I’m pretty sure Gandhi will be impressed with the work.”

 

Red: “He might even murder us because of it.”

 

Steve: “Let’s go.”

 

Steve and Red went back to the hall together, where they met Gundham and Noob hanging out near the centre.

 

Gundham looks like a weird shape Steve can’t make out. Noob doesn’t really, but it isn’t his face.

 

Gundham: “Kehehehe… The Tanaka Empire greets you.”

 

Red and Steve, though particularly Red, just stood there…

 

Red breathed heavily into the visor.

 

Noob: “H-Hey… Guys…? Why are you acting so panicked…? Gundham’s just angry at you for displacing the spiders…”

 

Gundham twirled his scarf, revealing a collection of spiders underneath.

 

Gundham: “Fuhahaha…!”

 

Red stood there, frozen.

 

Steve: “R-Red… Is something up…?”

 

Red: “…”

 

Noob: “Heheh… M-Maybe he just feels bad for the spiders…”

 

Steve: “Why would you feel bad for spiders? They don’t have feelings.”

 

Noob looked up and down Red, giving him a quick scan.

 

Noob: “O-Or maybe you just have arachnophobia, huh?”

 

Gundham: “Nubert…! Do not mutter such a foul word under your breath…! Fearing spiders is a vile mortal affliction… Do not tread lightly on the subject…”

 

Noob: “I… Don’t understand half of what you said, but okay, yeah!”

 

Red just stayed… Fixating on Gundham.

 

Steve: “R-Red…? Are you okay…?”

 

Steve: (“S-Seriously… This isn’t like him…?”)

 

…

 

Gundham, Noob and Steve continued their conversation. After all, they were the only ones in the room

 

Noob: “Steve… Gundham was thinking of making us a katana in the forge… Could you give us a hand…?”

 

Gundham: “I hate to admit it, but I’m no master blacksmith… You, on the other hand, could be quite the valuable mercenary for the Tanaka Empire…”

 

Steve: “Mercenary…? In that case, what’s the pay…?”

 

Gundham: “Fuhahahah…! Pay?! What is this “pay” you speak of, fiend…?”

 

Gundham: “…”

 

Gundham chuckled and spoke quietly to Steve.

 

Gundham: “The pay is seeing Noob smile…”

 

Steve shrugged.

 

Steve: “Why not, I guess… Haha…”

 

Noob: “Yay! I can’t wait to have a blade of my own!”

 

Noob: “Do you think I could help you out?!”

 

Gundham: “Hush now, Nubert… Making a blade is no easy task… Even a God of ice will burn so brightly in the flames…”

 

Noob: “…”

 

Noob: “O-Oh…”

 

Noob: “Am I not worthy…?”

 

Noob head twisted beyond a degree that felt natural.

 

Noob: “Is it all my fault…?”

 

…

 

Noob: “Hey? Is something wrong, Steve?”

 

Steve: “No.”

 

Gundham: “Hmph… You look like you’ve seen a demon… I mean, you wouldn’t be wrong, kehehehe… I am half demon, you know.”

 

Gundham turned towards Noob.

 

Gundham: “Do not fear, young apprentice, you may make a blade of your own someday. But for now, I’ll discuss this with Steve.”

 

Noob: “U-Uh… Okay, see ya’ later, I guess.”

 

Steve and Gundham travelled to the forge together. Gundham sighed as he picked up the rusty iron from the ground.

 

Gundham: “…”

 

Steve: “H-Hey… Is everything okay, Gundham…?”

 

Gundham: “Well… I do have something I must confess…”

 

Gundham covered himself in his scarf and sighed.

 

Gundham: “I didn’t prevent young Nubert from going here due to a lack of expertise… Rather, I wanted to discuss something with you…”

 

Steve: “Huh…? What’d that be?”

 

Steve heaved some heavy iron into the forge. He began to toss the coal into the fire.

 

Gundham: “Well… I just wanted you to…”

 

Gundham: “…”

 

Gundham: “Promise me you’ll protect him…”

 

Steve: “Hmmm…? This isn’t much like you Gundham…”

 

Gundham: “I… I know… It’s just… One day, I might not be around for him… You’ll have to take care of him…”

 

Steve: “D-Don’t talk like that, Gundham… You’re younger than me, after all…”

 

Gundham: “I… I…”

 

Gundham: “I really care for him… Please just…”

 

Gundham: “Promise me he’ll keep on living…”

 

Gundham: “And remember. Remember what the blade will do.”

 

Gundham: “It will be used to kill a person. And then it will be used to kill another person.”

 

Gundham: “Please. Cast the blade to the flames, and don’t cast the flames either.”

 

Gundham: “Can you promise me that?”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve stood alone in the dark, empty forge.

 

Steve: “W-Wait…? Why was I in the forge again?”

 

Kirby dropped down to the forge.

 

Kirby: “P-Poyyyyo!!!”

 

Steve: “Oh, hey Kirby…”

 

Kirby inspected the forge carefully.

 

Kirby: “Poooooyyy…?”

 

Kirby stuffed some charcoal in his mouth leaving Steve in discomfort.

 

Steve: “Wh-Why would you eat that, Kirby…?”

 

Kirby: “P-Poyo…!”

 

Nonetheless, he seemed to be in delight.

 

Kirby waddled upstairs and Steve followed behind.

 

They went up to the main hall and found Shrek in the centre,

 

Shrek: “Huh…? Oh right, it’s you two…”

 

Shrek: “Heya, little guy…”

 

Shrek said, waving at Kirby before rolling his eyes.

 

Shrek: “Agh… I’m not the best with kids, or blobs, or whatever…”

 

Shrek: “Want to get a drink, Steve…? Maybe distract ourselves from whatever’s going on…?”

 

Steve nodded. He could use a distraction.

 

Kirby enthusiastically followed behind.

 

Shrek: “Hey, get off our backs, would ya’?!”

 

Kirby: “H-Hiiii!!!”

 

Steve: “I guess he wants a drink, too?”

 

Shrek: “Ugh… Isn’t he underaged…?”

 

Steve: “Uh, nah… I’m pretty sure the files you read earlier said he’s nine-hundred or so… So if anything he’s overaged…”

 

Shrek: “Haha, right. He still has the maturity of a two year old, but I’ve seen him swallow a fridge before, so… some alcohol isn’t gonna do any harm.”

 

Kirby, Steve and Shrek sat down together next to a tree. Kirby pulled out a picnic blanket from his mouth, complete with a table, and laid it down in front of the two of them.

 

Shrek: “And… You’re sure there’s no saliva on that…?”

 

Steve: “Yeah… It’s shockingly clean. Then again, I guess Kirby doesn’t even have saliva in the first place.”

 

Shrek: “What even is Kirby?”

 

Steve looked at Shrek, who didn’t have a face. Then he looked at Kirby, who didn’t have a face.

 

Steve: “You’d swear he has some kind of pocket dimension inside his mouth… Maybe an ender chest or something…”

 

Kirby: “P-Poyaaaa!!! Hiii!!”

 

Kirby seemed to affirm the statement.

 

Shrek: “Weird little freak, isn’t he…? I guess baby ogres aren’t that different.”

 

Steve: “Do baby ogres have THAT strong of an eating obsession…?”

 

Shrek: “Hah… Maybe not as much as Kirby, but it’s not far off.”

 

Kirby rolled around like he was in a ball.

 

Shrek: “Heh. Anyways, Steve. Wanna talk about some memes I’ve seen? I think they’ll do a good job.”

 

Steve: “Memes? Oh yeah, sure. You’ve been working hard for those, haven’t you?”

 

Shrek chuckled reluctantly.

 

Shrek: “Ha… I can’t believe I used to hate these things… Never realised how they were me.”

 

Shrek laughed and then began to talk about some of the memes he knew. Occasionally, Kirby dropped in, if only just to make his bubbly noises every now and then.

 

Kirby, eventually, being tired out by the discussion, ate the whole picnic table and waddled away.

 

Shrek: “Kirby! Why did you have to eat the entire picnic table!”

 

Kirby: “Po-Poy…?”

 

Kirby just ignored him, and walked off.

 

Shrek: “Hah… That kid is ravenous…!”

 

 

Shrek: “I swear, he’d eat my own flesh if he was hungry enough…”

 

Steve looked at the grassy carpet.

 

 

Why was he having a picnic by himself?

Notes:

Hi everyone, hope you enjoyed this strange chapter...

What is Steve's fate?

Perhaps we'll find out.

Chapter 91: Chapter 5 [H] - Should I Be Pacifist? Or Should I use my Fists?

Notes:

POV: You're reading a chapter with multiple POVs...

~CHAPTER 91~

 

The Cast…

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

 

 

Rescue Gang

Papyrus (Undertale)

Kel (Omori)

Firey (BFDI)

Yellow (Among Us)

Professor Oak (Pokémon)

Villager? (Minecraft)

Stalin? (Real Life)

 

 

Yellow felt the air against her. She stared at Papyrus’ eyes, then Kel’s, with suspicion.

 

Those eyes, they were too comfortable. They weren’t darting at each other, glancing like snakes. That’s what she’d be doing. That’s what anyone reasonable would be doing.

 

Papyrus: “YELLOW? IS EVERYTHING ALRIGHT? YOU USUALLY SEEM TO BE A BIT LESS… YELLOW?”

 

Yellow: “Less… Yellow?”

 

Kel: “I think he means less happy?”

 

Papyrus: “N-NO, I MEAN, SERIOUSLY, YOUR SUIT LOOKS DISCOLOURED! I HEAR THEY WON’T LET YOU INTO ROYAL GUARD UNLESS YOU WASH IT FIVE TIMES A DAY!”

 

Yellow: “Now isn’t time for this babble, Papyrus. This is urgent.”

 

Kel: “Well… What’s the plan, then? We gotta rescue our friends, right?”

 

Yellow looked ahead at Villager, back-turned and distant from the others.

 

Yellow: “Right.”

 

Yellow: “Nobody’s come out as the traitor yet. Is it… actually Stalin?”

 

Yellow: (“Did I… actually make the right choice…? Or, well, I didn’t make the choice…”)

 

Oak: “Hmmmmmm…. Stalin, you say? Well, how strange… I happened to find this old device!”

 

Oak pulled out a wireless walkie talkie.

 

Oak: “Who was holding it, you ask? Well, none other than our beloved dictator!”

 

Oak started speaking into it in a gruff, grumbly voice.

 

Oak: “Hello, pathetic Americanoid, Stalin, calling for duty…”

 

Firey began to whisper.

 

Firey: “W-What is he trying to do…?”

 

Yellow whispered back.

 

Yellow: “Probably nothing 😐”

 

Yellow: “But… If we should shush… Just in case he’s contacting someone important…”

 

Oak listened closely to the responding voice, and something seemed to buzz in his mind.

 

Oak: “Yes, indeed.”

 

Oak expression became reserved and concerned.

 

Oak: ”Termination? No. It’s too early for that.”

 

He spoke, his Stalin voice faltering.

 

He gave up his Stalin impression, and looked at everyone else.

 

Oak: “I think this is your brother speaking, Papyrus!”

 

Papyrus: “HMMM, SANS?!”

 

Papyrus: “SANS?! BRO… I-I MEAN BROTHER! WHAT’S GOING ON?”

 

Papyrus rushed up to the phone.

 

~

 

Sans crawled into the corner of the kitchen, breathing heavily as he began to realise it was too late to do anything.

 

He’d never felt this powerless, at least, this powerless against someone who deserved it.

 

Papyrus: “SANS? ARE YOU STILL ON CALL?”

 

Sans felt trapped in a cage. He knew what he had to do, yet he couldn’t tell his brother.

 

After all, it was pointless. He was boxed in the mansion. Normally magic could get him out of a pinch. But not here.

 

No matter what he tried, he knew he was boxed in.

 

Was this planned? No, it wasn’t planned.

 

He shoved his back against the wall, wanting to hit himself, but he knew full well hitting himself would literally be enough to kill him. Karma hurts like hell.

 

Papyrus: “SANS…? OAK SAID YOU WERE ON THE PHONE…?”

 

So all he could do was seethe and keep smiling.

 

And answer the damn phone.

 

 

Sans: “papyrus… i…”

 

Papyrus: “SANS! HANG IN THERE! WE’RE GOING TO SAVE YOU…!”

 

Sans: “papyrus… listen to me… listen to me carefully.”

 

Papyrus: “HUH? CAREFULLY…? ALRIGHT, DOING THAT. LISTENING CAREFULLY, BROTHER.”

 

Sans: “this is serious.”

 

Papyrus: “O-OKAY. TURNING ON SERIOUS MODE.”

 

Papyrus: “HEY GUYS, HE SAYS THIS IS SERIOUS!”

 

There’s clearly a whole group of them behind the phone.

 

Sans couldn’t help but raise his voice.

 

Sans: “Stalin is going to kill you. He’s a traitor.”

 

Sans: “They’ve agreed. They want to blow up the entire island and get rid of you.”

 

Sans: “I don’t believe they ever originally planned this… But… The mastermind’s afraid of you now.”

 

Papyrus: “A-AH…”

 

Sans: “So just… Papyrus… All of you… Evacuate the island!”

 

Papyrus: “BUT SANS… WHAT A-ABOUT…”

 

Sans: “Just forget about us…! Please, don’t do this, bro… Don’t get killed trying to help us! I know it’s not what you want to do, but you have to give up.”

 

 

~

 

 

Papyrus: “...”

 

Yellow looked at Papyrus anxiously.

 

Yellow: “Papyrus… You look worried… What… What’s going on?”

 

Papyrus: “IT’S… IT’S NOTHING… SANS JUST…”

 

Papyrus: “SANS JUST WANTS US TO KEEP GOING! HE WANTS US NOT TO GIVE UP! HE’S TELLING US… THAT IF WE KEEP TRYING… WE’LL GET THE HAPPY ENDING WE WANT, AND EVERYONE WILL BE SAVED.”

 

Firey: “Huh…? Oh… That’s… That’s kind of sweet…”

 

 

~

 

 

Sans: (“I heard that…”)

 

Sans screamed into the microphone.

 

Sans: “That’s not what I’m trying to say!”

 

Sans: “They’re going to destroy the entire island! Give up trying to save us, or it won’t just be me who’s doomed! It’ll be all of us!”

 

 

~

 

 

Papyrus closed the walkie talkie.

 

Papyrus: “SANS… HASN’T SAID ANYTHING AFTER THAT…”

 

Kel: “So he… He just wants us to keep moving, right?”

 

Kel: “That’s… You know what? We can do this. We can keep moving forward. Let’s do this, guys.”

 

But Yellow felt something was wrong. Something in Papyrus’ uneasy confidence that was twisted.

 

Something that… Reminded her of someone else.

 

She stared at her hands.

 

And then at Villager, still gazing into the distance.

 

Yellow: (“I… I can’t be like him. I won’t let me past define me.”)

 

 

~

 

 

Sans looked at the broken Monomi on the floor.

 

Poor Monomi. Why did the mastermind do this to her? He’s a monster. A monster in sheep’s clothing.

 

He placed the walkie talkie back inside her.

 

Sans: “monomi… we’ll… we’ll at least try to get you better. i promise.”

 

She couldn’t really respond, but through all his pessimistic grit, he thought he saw her smile.

 

He then slid his head against the door of the fridge and thought about Papyrus.

 

Sans: (“papyrus… please… don’t… don’t be naive…”)

 

He felt a horrible gut punch imagining Papyrus at the wake of the island’s destruction.

 

One little brother with a heart against the world that hated him.

 

…

 

Sans didn’t want to think anymore.

 

He’s going to make it. It’s all going to be okay.

 

He opened the fridge.

 

Yep, ketchup.

 

Was this planned as well?

 

Planned to placate him? To win him over to the mastermind’s side?

 

…

 

Sans: (“i’m sick of these mind games. ketchup is ketchup.”)

 

Sans picked up the bottle from the fridge.

 

…

 

Who eats ketchup without a burger?

 

Sans stared at the bottle in confusion.

 

He crushed it with his hand. It got crushed pretty easily.

 

This ketchup must’ve gained a lot of karma.

 

Sans: (“ugh… maybe i don’t feel like eating yet.”)

 

Sans looked at the fridge. Completely full.

 

Sans: (“i guess nobody’s been eating, have they? It’s been nearly three days…”)

 

It’s been nearly three days…?

 

Sans: “…”

 

Papyrus is going to die.

 

Sans: (i-i… i can’t do anything… w-what kind of brother am i…?”)

 

They’re all going to die. All of them, except Stalin. The worst ones always seem to live.

 

Sans: (“All because you’re a failure, Sans.”)

 

Sans slumped against the wall…

 

Sans: (“hah… i could use a drink…”)

 

Sans looked at the spiders crawling around the wall.

 

Maybe he could make a Spider Cider.

 

…

 

But… killing things isn’t a very good way to wash your problems away…

 

 

 

 

~

 

 

 

Trainer Red faced that tiny rock, perched close to him, but not too close

 

He stared at the little, mouldy cross atop the rock.

 

No God would look at a beacon so small.

 

Gods only care about power, about judgement.

 

They see things from a distance. They don’t care about little things. That’s why bugs are so stupid and drown themselves in the pond.

 

Trainer Red felt like a bug. A really large bug.

 

He looked up to the sky.

 

Trainer Red: “Lord… Why? Why did you make me do this?!”

 

There’s no lord up there. It was funny. No lord, and yet, somehow, he still felt like he was being puppeted all the time.

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

He looked at the little cross on the stone with fondness.

 

Trainer Red: “Why did I do this…?!”

 

Trainer Red kept apologising in his head.

 

And then he thought about it. Maybe none of these emotions he was feeling were really real.

 

Trainer Red: “…”

 

He just made them up. He never actually felt happy, or sad, or something else. He just made that up because there was something wrong with him.

 

Trainer Red: (“I am nobody.”)

 

That was his mantra.

 

He closed his eyes, letting his head hurt and his vision get more farsighted.

 

Trainer Red stood over the grave.

 

He looked at it, knowing he should look away.

 

Then he looked at the grave again.

 

Trainer Red’s expression began to melt.

 

Tears began to form out of his eyes.

 

Crying is bad, he told himself.

 

He started pummelling his own face.

 

Yet the harder he punched, the more came out. So it kept getting worse and worse.

 

“You aren’t real. You aren’t real.”

 

He kept telling himself that.

 

…

 

Trainer Red scratched the tears off his own eyes and stood still.

 

What would his dad say?

 

Trainer Red pulled the cross out of the rock and kicked the rock away.

 

He held it to the sky.

 

Trainer Red: (“I understand, this boy died for a reason.”)

 

Trainer Red: (“I will serve you, Lord Arceus. My only purpose is to serve.”)

 

“I will judge the unworthy and ensure they end up like this boy.”

 

He told himself.

 

Trainer Red tucked the cross into his pocket, and trapped the silent thoughts infesting his head.

 

But inside his pocket, he snapped the cross.

 

 

~

 

 

Gandhi felt hunger ache in his stomach.

 

He sat still in the cold bathroom that made him feel miserable, while the rest of the world burned.

 

He remembered the old mantra he believed.

 

Eye for an eye until the world goes blind.

 

He looked at the bathroom mirror. His thin body stared back at him. He felt himself wasting. He felt nervous, knowing that even by wasting, nothing might be gained. Just more unnecessary loss.

 

He thought about the world beyond the killing game.

 

It didn’t feel nice to think about that. It never felt nice to think about war.

 

The man who stared back at him in the mirror didn’t look like an innocent man. He’d seen it many times before. Terrorists, cold politicians who sent innocent people to war. They all had that weird look in their eyes, the one Gandhi had, looking at himself.

 

He wondered if he’d always had that look, and simply never noticed until now.

 

Suddenly, knocking.

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “Who…?”

 

Sans: “h-hey… e-everything o-okay…?”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Sans: “huh… are you there, gandhi…?”

 

Gandhi sighed and slouched against the bathroom wall.

 

Gandhi: “Why are you worried about me? I’ve only brought you pain.”

 

Sans: “…”

 

Sans: “i don’t know.”

 

Gandhi: “…”

 

Gandhi: “Go away.”

 

Sans: “…”

 

Gandhi: “P-Perhaps if you kill me, this’ll all come to an end.”

 

Sans: “…”

 

Sans: “you know that’s not true, gandhi.”

 

Sans gave a weighted sigh.

 

Sans: “gandhi, look, i get it. you wanna be a martyr.”

 

Sans: “you probably think that’s the only way to fix things.”

 

Gandhi: “I… I’ve only ever wanted to inspire hope…”

 

Gandhi: “How has it led to this?!”

 

Sans: “hehehe… i met this weird guy once… said he just wanted to inspire hope, but he was just messed up in the head.”

 

Sans: “i didn’t understand how he even thought he was doin’ the right thing… but i kinda do now.”

 

Gandhi: “Do you sympathise with him…?”

 

Sans: “sympathise…? nah. Empathise…? maybe, yeah…”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “I’m sorry, Sans.”

 

Sans: “…"

Notes:

POV: You just finished the chapter with multiple POVs.

Hope you had fun!

Chapter 92: Chapter 5 [I] - Should I Be Pacifist? Or Should I use my Fists?

Notes:

Short chapter, go!

At least you didn't have to wait long for this one.

Hope you enjoy reading this...

~CHAPTER 92~

 

Steve met with the everyone in the kitchen.

 

Gandhi: “Hello, everyone. I’m glad you’ve all attended.”

 

Squidward gave Homer a creepy look.

 

Squidward: “Hmph… Wasn’t expecting full attendance…”

 

Homer: “Hey! I’m always ready to do a little cooking!”

 

Leafy: “Haha! Silly Homer…”

 

Homer: “I’m not silly!”

 

Leafy: “Really? Then why do you own a Meth Lab?”

 

Basil: “So… Why are we meeting up in the kitchen, anyways…? Are we making something?”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, that’s it exactly. I was hoping we could make a “Team Cake” of sorts to commemorate our efforts.”

 

Sans: “team cake, huh…? i mean… should we really team with them…?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “There should be sixteen of us.”

 

Trainer Red: “…?”

 

Light: “Sixteen…? No, this seems right…?”

 

Noob: “Yeah, there’s only ever been twelve, right…?”

 

Steve: (“Then… Why does it feel like something’s missing…?”)

 

Sans: “hehe, don’t sweat it, steve… let’s just get to makin’ that cake.”

 

Spamton: “I CAN’T WAIT TO MAKE [[Cake so bad it burns!]], RIGHT SBEVEN?!”

 

Steve: “Okay….”

 

Gandhi: “Alright… Let’s get making…”

 

The group began to make their “Team Cake” together. Everyone each took on a different role, carrying out their speciality, and all together it was a massive team effort, but a success in the end.

 

It felt like for once, everyone was together again. But it also really didn’t. Steve just watched them, feeling nothing but a little bit of dread.

 

They were like little drones. They did exactly what Steve wanted them to do. It was like he had little files in his head that instructed them to do exactly what was expected from him.

 

It all just felt shallow.

 

Basil: “Hey… The cake’s done!”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Trainer Red: “Steve…? Is everything alright…?”

 

Gandhi: “If something is troubling you… You can tell us…”

 

Slowly, everyone except Steve tucked into their cakes.

 

Steve just watched them…

 

Spamton bit into his cake first. As he did so, his face heated with joy.

 

And then heated some more.

 

He gave Steve a deathly stare.

 

Spamton: “JOIN US SBEVEN!!! F L Y FOR US!!!!”

 

His head spun around and around and around.

 

Spamton: “Stay with us in the dark.”

 

Spamton: “DON’T WAKE UP! WHY WOULD YOU EVER LEAVE US FOR THAT [[SlimeZone]]!”

 

Steve winced, and Spamton was gone.

 

Waluigi: “Wha…! Hey! Why do we have an empty chair…?! Are we… Missing somebody?!”

 

Sans: “heheh… maybe this mansion is haunted by ghosts…”

 

Noob: “W-Weird… We aren’t missing anyone, are we?”

 

Steve: “J-Just ignore guys, ignore it…”

 

Waluigi: “Yeah… Tch, what am I sayin’… Les’ just ignore it…”

 

Steve: (“It’s like… They do exactly what I say…”)

 

Steve shuddered at the thought.

 

Steve: (“If they do whatever I say, can’t I just…?”)

 

Steve: (“Bring Shrek back, bring Spamton back, bring Kirby back, bring Gundham back…!”)

 

Suddenly, everyone was alive again.

 

What, they were dead or something?

 

Steve laughed at thought.

 

That’s stupid.

 

Gundham: “Fuhahahah… Would you like to hear about my evil machinations?”

 

Kirby: “Poyyyy…!”

 

Gundham: “It seems this creature wants to know more…”

 

Steve felt a rancid feeling tug at his skin.

 

Basil: “Hahahaha… Why don’t we all just stay at this mansion… Forever?”

 

Trainer Red: “Heh, yeah. Time never passes here, so we’ll never get old.”

 

Shrek: “Heh… We can do this forever and ever, without ever having to get old.”

 

Spamton: “EAHEAHEAHEAH!! IS THIS… FREEDOM?”

 

Steve: (“Maybe… If I just… Never wake up, nobody will get hurt…”)

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve saw Red staring right through him.

 

That was all. That was all it took.

 

Steve ran.

 

He shut the door behind him.

 

And on the other side…

 

 

Steve found himself at home.

 

He looked down at the geometric grass below him, its pattern repeating over and over again, brick by brick. That’s what he liked about home. No matter what, it was always the same; it never changed.

 

He opened his door, and opened his chest. He grabbed a diamond pickaxe.

 

He looked at his bed.

 

“You may not rest now, there are monsters nearby”

 

He was used to those words.

 

He grabbed an extra shovel, and a bucket.

 

And he went down the tunnel. The repeating pattern of stairs, over and over.

 

Over, and over. Until he was at the right level.

 

Then he followed the empty stone corridors. Every four metres, there was a torch.

 

He walked, and walked, then eventually, he hit a wall he hadn’t yet dug through.

 

So he dug. He grabbed his pickaxe. He hit the stone. Brick by brick, it broke. And then more stone emerged.

 

And then more stone.

 

He kept breaking through the stone. And then more stone emerged.

 

Bittersweet music played in his head.

 

He broke more stone. And then more stone emerged.

 

And then he broke more stone. And then more stone emerged.

 

And then he broke more stone.

 

And more stone emerged.

 

He looked at his pickaxe. It was halfway broken.

 

He broke more stone. And then more stone emerged.

 

It didn’t matter what direction he was going. The point was that there was something. There was a reason for this.

 

A reason for being this alone.

 

He broke more stone, and then more stone emerged.

 

And then he broke more.

 

And then he looked back.

 

And he saw it was a long corridor of stone.

 

 

 

And it all looked exactly the same.

 

Exactly the same.

 

He drew a picture of a child on the stone.

 

And then he sat down.

 

He sat down and cried, alone.

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed another strange chapter...

What will happen next? Will Steve awaken, or slowly die in this slumber of thoughts?

Find out soon...

Chapter 93: Chapter 5 [J] - Should I Be Pacifist? Or Should I use my Fists?

Notes:

Two chapters in one day?!

Both these chapters were super short, so I decided it'd be better to release them on the same day.

Enjoy!

~CHAPTER 93~

 

The Cast…

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

 

 

 

“I don’t want to die. I’m scared. Scared as hell.”

 

Red wrote it on the page. He looked to the lit fireplace of the bell tower.

 

He threw the words in, and they burnt. Red winced.

 

Red: (“This is actually happening…”)

 

Red: (“And I… Thought I was a coward.”)

 

He looked at Steve’s bandaged body.

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: (“Gotta write something… Just… Something…”)

 

“Steve.”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Nah.”

 

Red threw the words to the fire again.

 

Red: “...”

 

“You aren’t gonna be reading this until I’m freakin’ dead. That’s the funny thing.”

 

Better. Red didn’t like those words, but they were better.

 

“It seems like, after all your pathetic attempts, you’ve fallen into a trap.”

 

“I’m not the mastermind. Hell, I’m not even associated with them. I didn’t even decapitate Waluigi for the lols.”

 

“I thought he’d committed suicide. I didn’t want Basil or Noob to”

 

Red scribbled out everything regarding Waluigi. When he dwelled on it, maybe he did just do it “for the lols” after all.

 

“But what I will say is that I’ve known every single motive from the near-beginning, and I’ve been waiting for the fifth one, because this is my favourite one.”

 

“It’s my favourite because”

 

Red laughed.

 

“it’s the one where I die. It’s also the one where you die. It’s the one where we both freakin die”

 

“Like Romeo and Juliet, cept without any of the love, and more of the parts where they freaking kill each other!”

 

“Wait did they even try to kill each other in Romeo and Juliet??”

 

“I don’t actually know lol they shouldve itd be funny”

 

“sadly shakespeare’s a really mid writer”

 

“Can’t have a friend without trying to freaking kill them thats what my dad told me”

 

“Actually, my dad never said that he just tore up my My Little Pony OC when i was six and i like projecting my bad memories onto him bcz of that lol”

 

“It wasn’t even a pony. It was a wolf. And it was really freaking cool. It was what I wanted to be. The wolf was also an astronaut.”

 

“It also said edgy one liners, like “Im goings to kill you”.”

 

“Well here’s the plot twist”

 

“Yours goings to kill me”

 

Red laughed to himself, and felt himself unable to write any more.

 

He looked at Steve.

 

Red: “Better damn wake up outta that coma soon, Steve, before I start having regrets.”

 

Red: “...”

 

Steve didn’t respond.

 

Red: “Bro is not waking up”

 

Red: “Man, you’re just like me.”

 

Red: “Just like me, frfr.”

 

Red sighed.

 

Red: “That’s why we’ve both gotta die, old pal.”

 

Red tried to remember something, but when he reached out for it, it went away.

 

He looked back at the page, now half written.

 

“You’re given a gun, right? You’re told that you have to shoot five of your family members or fifteen strangers…”

 

“What d’ya think you do?”

 

“That’s what I felt at first. And then I decided to be the bad guy fr. Because it felt good. It felt good to writhe in all that guilt that I deserved to feel.”

 

Red scribbled out the last two lines.

 

“Anyways I hope you hate me enough to kill me, that was kinda the intention lol”

 

He scribbled that one out, too.

 

“Anyways this game is rigged duh. Only the mastermind and traitor get to live”

 

“But the 5th motive lets you pick any two you want”

 

“I woulda picked you and noob”

 

“Obv that’s no longer an option.”

 

“So uh have fun picking which 2 live”.

 

“Personally I’d pick Sans and Gandhi.”

 

“Because Trainer Red…”

 

“In ten years time. He’ll end up just like me,”

 

“Looking at the stars and wishing he was dead.”

 

Red scribbled out the last line.

 

“I’m gonna end this with a story. A freaking cringe story.”

 

“Because no matter what I do, I’ll always just be freaking cringe.”

 

Red felt his hands get tense.

 

“When I was little, my mom asked me who I wanted to be.”

 

“I told her I wanna be an astronaut.”

 

“You’re not meant to be an astronaut. Someone like you will never be an astronaut.”

 

“That’s what she told me.”

 

“Someone like you going to space? That’ll never happen in your lifetime.”

 

“In my lifetime?”

 

“Then I wanna live forever.”

 

“That’s what I told her.”

 

“And now, I realise that living forever is freaking terrifying.”

 

“Because the longer you live, the more you wanna die.”

 

“But.”

 

“For some reason…”

 

“I still wanna live forever.”

 

Red sighed.

 

He held the paper close to the fire.

 

“Actually. That’s not even what I told my mom.”

 

“I just thought that sounded cooler”

 

“What I actually told her was”

 

“Fuck you mom”

 

“Yeah.”

 

“I used to swear a lot back then.”

 

“Honestly, I’m so glad I proved her wrong.”

 

Red felt an ugly tear in his eye.

 

“I’m so happy I got to see the stars.”

 

“I just wish”

 

“you”

 

“could just…”

 

“even for just one second…”

 

“see them too…”

 

“instead of having to fucking die”

 

Red felt a fist form in his hand.

 

As if in reflex, he threw the paper into the fire.

 

 

And all the words burnt away.

Notes:

(You try to look at the end notes of this chapter)

(But just like Red's letter, it's been burned away)

Chapter 94: Chapter 5 [K] - Should I Be Pacifist? Or Should I use my Fists?

Notes:

Hi... Time to see what Steve's up to...

What'll happen?

~CHAPTER 94~

 

The Cast…

Steve (Minecraft)

Trainer Red (Pokémon)

Red (Among us)

Sans (Undertale)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

 

 

 

I’m awake…?

 

 

I’m awake.

 

I don’t remember… The end of that dream.

 

I can’t… remember what happened. I just… remember someone was telling me to…

 

I can’t… remember…

 

…

 

Forget it.

 

None of that matters.

 

I only just woke up, but…

 

 

I haven’t felt this freaking angry in a long time.

 

It hurts. My body hurts. My hands hurt. But the pain only makes me angrier.

 

I look at my surroundings, a belltower.

 

The door’s locked. They’ve locked me away, of course they have. The second I try to do anything to stop the mastermind, they all turn against me.

 

But it’s obvious why. They’re all just complicit in this killing game. Every single one of them.

 

I punch my hand against the wall, and I scream.

 

My goal is clear. If they won’t help me, I’ll kill Red.

 

I snicker at the thought.

 

It’s probably better anyways that he dies alone. It’s more fitting.

 

I look at the locked door.

 

Damn it.

 

Why did they lock me up?! I’m the one trying to actually fix the situation!

 

There’s got to be something that breaks me out of here.

 

There’s a weird parcel on the ground.

 

It’s signed “Anonymous, but there’s no writing.

 

-Anonymous

 

Did this person… Leave this here to help me?!

 

I laugh to myself at their weakness.

 

No, they’d never. Must be here for someone else, or by accident. Considering they just let me get shot, there’s no way one of them wants to help me.

 

I opened the parcel. A pair of silvery gliding wings lay in front of me.

 

Elytra. That’s… enough to break me out of here.

 

I look up at the window. All I need to do is find Red and kill him without being noticed.

 

He’s what… Two feet tall? As long as the others aren’t holding me back, he’s dead meat to me.

 

I smile. Why didn’t I just do this earlier? Then I could’ve saved Noob.

 

I… I don’t want to think about that.

 

I grabbed the elytra and attached them to my body. They click on as if they’re a perfect fit.

 

I gaze into the windows of the other building. Then I see that visor. The one that masks his face.

 

I bet he looks hideous behind that visor… Maybe, now, I’ll finally get to find out.

 

I lock my eyes in on him like a bullseye.

 

He stood in the TV room. The door behind him locked; at least they locked him up, too. It’s hard to see from this distance, but his posture makes him look hopeless.

 

I’m glad he looks hopeless. It’s fitting for someone who only takes peoples’ hopes away.

 

The plan is simple. Find a way to burn him.

 

…

 

No, that’s impossible.

 

Flint and steel takes too long for the flames to spread.

 

But… A tyrant like him doesn’t deserve a regular death. Burning is much more painful. I want him to feel that. I’ll never be able to make him suffer as much as he made others suffer, but burning comes closest.

 

…

 

I remember something stupid Monomi told me earlier.

 

 

“Y-Yeah! They’re super! That means it’s super hard to burn them out! You can use them for anything! Like murder!”

 

“Super” Matchsticks. If I can combine them with the flint and steel, it should be fatal, even if he tries to run.

 

The plan began to formulate in my head.

 

First I’ll break into the library using the elytra. The elytra should provide momentum to break the window.

 

Next I would grab the flint and steel from the dining hall, the matchsticks from the forge and the spear from the museum.

 

And then I burn him alive. Piercing through his suit with the trident, his skin will immediately be exposed to the flames.

 

It’s that easy. It’s really that easy. I should’ve burned him alive the moment I met him.

 

But the best time left is now. I’ll end his reign of terror before he hurts anyone else; before he lets another soul die.

 

I crunch up my fists, channelling my anger into them.

 

“He took everything from us.”

 

The thought makes the blood rush up to my veins and give them strength. I pummel through the belltower’s window.

 

Now I’m committed. I have to throw away all my reservations; there’s no going back from this.

 

There’s no bringing Red back.

 

I laugh at the thought. There’s no bringing Red back?

 

That’s exactly the point, idiot.

 

I look at my hands, bloody from the glass. That could’ve burst an artery, but now’s not the time to think about that. Clenching my hands in pain, I look out the window.

 

Steve: (“Nobody can see me from here. It’s safe to fly, and the whole I’ve made in the window seems wide enough.”)

 

Ignoring the pain in my hands, I piled the glass shards to raise my elevation. I can make the jump from here.

 

 

I brace myself, and unfold the elytra. The breeze scorches me like fire as I glide through the grey sky. Finally, I blast through the window like a vigilante’s bullet.

 

 

Tension rips up my heart as I land. I give out a heavy, uncomfortable breath. I can’t shrug off the feeling that something’s wrong.

 

But everyone feels this way, right? Everyone feels this way when they’re about to kill someone.

 

I snapped the elytra in half. Now it just looks like two big broken pieces that don’t resemble anything.

 

The hands are leaking from the blood from the glass.

 

I imagine Sans and Gandhi unravelling the blood trail, and executing me for killing the mastermind. My heart rate surges.

 

I need to disguise all this blood.

 

I can find something, but I need to leave the library first.

 

I press the cleaner part of my hand against the door, and twist the handle slowly, until my eye has sufficient vision to survey the room.

 

The skeleton sat next to the bathroom door. If he sees me, this is all over.

 

I twist the door closed. I sigh as quietly as I can muster. I feel my instincts taking over. Right now I really want to run, but I know who I am. I was born to fight.

 

I’m not running any longer. I’m not running from you, Red.

 

Steve: “Hah…”

 

I need to find another way out of here, without those bastards noticing me.

 

My eyes fixate on the bookcase. If I remember correctly, this leads to the living room.

 

*

 

Red: “Look at this bookshelf… It’s kinda faulty…”

 

Red pushed the bookshelf, revealing a secret passage.

 

Steve: “How original…”

 

*

 

Hah. The secret passage he himself revealed is going to lead to his own downfall. I smile at the irony.

 

I twisted the bookcase, revealing the path. I slam it shut, slightly too loudly, so that no trace would be left behind.

 

I crawl down to the living room.

 

My eyes instantly catch on to the strange newspaper. I wring my hands with it, mostly drying off the blood. My hands are still bloody, but they won’t make a trail.

 

There are poisons on the shelf. They aren’t part of my plan, but…

 

I take a bottle. If anyone gets in the way, I’ll have to kill them. Poison is probably the easiest way.

 

I leave the room. I stare up above me, seeing Sans, still beside the bathroom door.

 

As long as I’m quiet down here, he won’t notice me. I’m not visible under the balcony.

 

I need to get upstairs to the dining hall, to grab the flint and steel, without crossing Sans, somehow.

 

As I dodge the creaky floorboards, the solution seems evident. The floorboards are weak enough to be broken through. If I enter the kitchen I can break through to the dining hall.

 

The flint and steel is in the dining hall. The floorboards are weak, I can climb up and break through the floorboards from the kitchen.

 

I enter the kitchen and shove the chair against the fridge. I climb up the chair and up the fridge. The ceiling is now close.

 

I tear through the ceiling, exposing the dining hall.

 

I break through the dining hall, and crack open the chest. Everything else here is useless, but the flint and steel shines through it like a diamond.

 

Everything. The Death Note. Death. Losing everyone. I hate all of it. I’m sick of trying to create hope, create opportunity; it all just leads to nothing.

 

But what if instead of creating, I destroyed something? Then maybe I could actually forge my own destiny.

 

I stop thinking. Focus on the goal. I hold the flint and steel in my aching hands.

 

I think about the trident. If I pierce a hole through his, suit, I’ll probably want something to cover it up. Something that looks like his suit.

 

This piece of purple cloth…

 

I look at it, nostalgically. Then I try not to look.

 

It could cover. But, it’s too purple.

 

I soak it in the bloody newspaper. Now it’s redder, at least red enough to mistake it for his suit unless you second-glanced.

 

I look at the broken telephone in the chest, and then look at the poison. I tear out the cord. If I need to defend myself, I can dip the cord in poison and use it as a rod.

 

I climb back down through the floorboards. Sans still hasn’t moved an inch. Is he sleeping? I’m not taking that risk.

 

Without letting him see me, I quietly hurry to the museum room.

 

All the bones and fossils here ruin my focus. I don’t want to end up like that.

 

I grab the heavy trident.

 

Carefully, I open the door.

 

Now I lug the trident to the forge.

 

For a split second I drop it.

 

Bang.

 

Sweat forms on my head.

 

Sans: “d-did… someone… drop somethin’?”

 

Before Sans can look, I hurry to the forge.

 

I vaguely hear Sans making another noise as I enter.

 

Sans: “was that you gandhi? drop your walkin’ stick again?”

 

…

 

Sans: “tch… no response as usual.”

 

I grab a matchstick.

 

There’s only one step left.

 

One step between me and…

 

Me and killing someone?

 

Why am I hyperventilating…? It’s too late now, it’s too late to go back.

 

It’s too late to save everyone he killed. He’s the one who killed them…

 

The one who killed Shrek. The one who killed Kirby. The one who killed Spamton, Gundham, Squidward, Homer, Leafy, Basil Waluigi… and Noob.

 

He killed them all. And now, he’s one ceiling up ahead of me.

 

I breathe. Break through the ceiling, and we kill him. That’s all it’s gonna take.

 

Don’t. Hold. Back.

 

Don’t hold back for even a single second. After all, you aren’t fighting a human, you’re fighting him.

 

I’ll burn him until he looks like the monster he is inside.

 

I smash through the floorboards.

 

Flint and steel on one hand, matchstick on the other. I feel my vision burn.

 

He’s just ahead of me now.

 

Red: “...”

 

 

Red: “sup?”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Red: “Most killers strike before their target notices. You’re really bad at this.”

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Doesn’t matter. You can’t run. You’re locked in this room, aren’t you?”

 

Red: “Yep. I locked myself.”

 

Steve: “Idiot.”

 

Red: “Yep, well…”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “Heh.”

 

Red: “This is the part where I convince you not to kill me.”

 

Red: “...”

 

Red looked to the side.

 

Red: “Nah.”

 

Red: “I killed everyone you love and I’d do it again.”

 

I smash the matchstick and flint and steel together, and throw them to the floor. A small flame burns, like a fuse.

 

Red: “Damn.”

 

Red: “Guess this is really it, huh…?”

 

Red’s voice got shaky.

 

 

Red: “I’m actually… Going… To die…?”

 

Red: “Thanks. Never had the strength to just kill myself. Thanks for doing it for me.”

 

Steve: “...”

 

The floorboards scorched, slowly trickling towards Red. It felt like… Steve saw Red treading closer and closer to the flames.

 

Red: “So…”

 

Red: “D-Do you remember…?”

 

Red: “D-Do you remember walking in the forest, on that first island? With Noob? Remember Homer? Tryina’ eat me like a donut.”

 

Red: “Do you remember before then? I don’t think I do either… Hell, I don’t know when, I don’t know why, I just know… We used to have hope.”

 

Red: “We used to-

 

Steve: “...”

 

Steve: “Shut up.”

 

I pierce his body with the trident. He stares at me, teary eyed.

 

Red: “...”

 

Red: “W-Wait just a second, Steve…”

 

Red: “WAIT!”

 

Red: “I… I…”

 

Red: “I don’t wanna die…!”

 

Red: “Please… Please don’t kill me…!”

 

Red: “Please..! Please please please please please please please! Please don’t kill me!”

 

The flames touched against his face.

 

I hold my fists tight and breathe in smoke.

 

He stared in horror at the fire engulfing him.

 

Red: “I’ve got a mom…! I’ve got a dad…! I’ve got a sister…! I’ve got a crew…!”

 

I stab the trident through his face. He limps backwards.

 

Red: “I don’t want them to… Agh… I don’t want them to be alone for the rest of their lives…!”

 

I flinch.

 

Red: “Please… Please…!”

 

Red’s face now looked mangled. His voice sounded more slurred.

 

Red: “Please…!”

 

Red: “Please don’t kill me…!”

 

I look at him sadly.

 

Steve: “...”

 

 

I impale him through the skull. He looks at me one last time.

 

…

 

And I feel a massive pit in my heart.

 

Steve: “...”

 

 

Then I smile.

 

I did it.

 

I killed the bad guy.

 

Isn’t it supposed to feel good?

 

I let the flames scar me. For some reason, I don’t want to leave. Not yet.

 

Not until I mourn.

 

…

 

Screw this.

 

Why should I mourn this subhuman bastard?! Why should I mourn him?!

 

Why should I mourn anyone if all it brings is suffering?! What’s the point anymore.

 

This.

 

This is meant to feel good.

 

This… Does feel good.

 

Because… I don’t feel oppressed anymore. I… don’t feel like my skull is being crushed.

 

I feel free.

 

I heave the trident and use it as a lever to fling his corpse outside.

 

His corpse…

 

Oh…

 

He’s… Actually dead… Isn’t he?

 

He’s actually dead…?!

 

My eyes lose their focus. I feel like fainting, in the fire.

 

But I can’t do that. I can’t do that because I’ve freaking killed someone and I have to cover up the evidence.

 

I realise. I threw his body outside, but there’s no message to say he left the building, as he didn’t leave through the main door.

 

I understand. I jump out the window. My feet break a rather painful fall.

 

Damn it. His phone is all burnt up. It won’t work anymore. If I change my username to “Red”, and use that as a substitute, it could be suicide, if they check my phone.

 

I need them to believe he’s been killed outside. If there’s no exit message, they’ll figure out I moved the body.

 

The body…

 

I feel a bit sick.

 

I need a backup phone. But this is easy, isn’t it? There’s literally someone else with the exact same username as Red.

 

But first, I cover the holes in his suit with the bloody cloth. If they’re stupid, they won’t notice I pierced through his skin.

 

I check the “Map” app. I can easily pinpoint Trainer Red’s location. I need to just knock him out, and take his phone.

 

I hide behind the trees as I approach him.

 

He stares at the sky, totally unaware of the corpse a mere minute’s distance away.

 

He looks at a leaf, and tears it up like paper.

 

Now he looks at the floor.

 

I pour the poison over the end of the telephone cord.

 

He keeps looking down. I sneak up to him. He makes no response.

 

I stretch the cord around his neck.

 

Before he can notice me, he becomes dizzy.

 

 

He falls.

 

Did… Did I kill him, too?

 

…

 

It doesn’t matter. I’ve already killed one person. It doesn’t matter if I kill another.

 

I take his Monophone, and leave mine where he rests. I crawl up the window.

 

I make my way for the exit. Sans still sits there next to the bathroom, not sensing my presence on the floor below.

 

Sans: “that screaming earlier… you hear that, gandhi…?”

 

…

 

My heartbeat surges.

 

I leave through the main door.

 

- Red has left the building. Occupants: 2 [#:##]

 

It now looks like he died outside.

 

I swap Trainer Red’s phone with Red’s. He now possesses the charred phone and Red possesses Trainer Red’s.

 

Perfect. That will frame him.

 

I grab my own phone, and run. I find myself running faster than I’ve run in a long time.

 

Why am I running so fast?

 

I ascend the belltower.

 

I breathe heavily. This is mostly over.

 

I need an excuse for my bruises, and the broken window.

 

I hit the flint and steel against the floor next to the window. The fire flickers.

 

This will create the impression that the killer intended to burn me. It’ll excuse the burns on my body.

 

Before the fire becomes overpowering, I blow out the flame spreading across the floor.

 

…

 

Now I wait.

 

…

 

What the hell have I just done…?

Notes:

Hmmm...

Hope you enjoyed this chapter, I'll leave the thoughts to you guys ;)

Chapter 95: Chapter 5 [L] - Should I be Pacifist? Or Should I use my Fists?

Notes:

Welcome back everyone, it's been a while, but, we've got a trial underway...

Hope you're looking forward to it!

~CHAPTER 95~

 

The Cast…

Steve (Minecraft)

Sans (Undertale)

Mahatma Gandhi (Real Life)

 

Sans felt a drop of hot sweat on his face. It shouldn’t be this hot. That smell, was it smoke?

 

He slouched up against the door Gandhi stood behind.

 

Sans: “gandhi… i smell smoke… somethin’s wrong.”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Sans’ skull tightened.

 

Sans: “agh… just…”

 

Sans eyed the door warily.

 

Sans: “you could at least talk to me?”

 

Sans slid his hand against the rough wooden door, but it wasn’t going to open. He looked down the stairs. The smoky scent bit at him again.

 

Walking away, he gripped onto the handle of the balcony, still staring backwards at the door.

 

He lugged himself down the stairs, each with thumping his feet and knocking his head. He could use some fresh air; the building was stuffy and smelt like sickness and ashes.

 

With one arm held against his head, he opened the door.

 

He looked at the moon with awe, and followed to the wide outside.

 

But the smell of smoke only got stronger and stronger.

 

Sans tilted his head. Smoke. The scent of burning wood got stronger and stronger. Then, a bright light caused Sans to cover his eyes with his sleeve.

 

A room of the mansion, totally incinerated.

 

He clenched his teeth. That wasn’t Gandhi’s room was it?

 

No, he remembered. It was Red’s room.

 

Damn it.

 

Wearily, he tilted his head towards the fire, and winced.

 

This again? He was tired. Nearly at the end, but so damn tired.

 

He slugged his body over to the site, and yawned. He rubbed his eyes, knowing he had to do this whole thing again.

 

Red? He was… Sans didn’t want to think about Red.

 

There was nothing worth thinking about.

 

He looked down at the body, and offered him a sad smile.

 

 

The unrecognisably charred body of Red, the Ultimate Astronaut.

 

…

 

 

 

-INITIALISING EMERGENCY PLANNING-

 

A deafening screech burnt my ears.

 

A message appeared on my phone. I peered down.

 

- WiseLeader100 (Moderator): GREETINGS, EVERYONE! I AM EXCITED TO TELL YOU THAT A BODY HAS BEEN DISCOVERED! PLEASE MEET OUTSIDE THE MANSION TO DISCUSS THE CORPSE!

 

Steve: (“Right. I can kill Monomi. I can defeat Red. No matter what, there’s another one of these freaks.”)

 

Steve: (“WiseLeader100...? Stupid name. Must be working for Red, or, well, now he’s working for himself.”)

 

Guess he’s filling in for Monokuma and Monomi. They must be out of robots.

 

Steve: “...”

 

I look at my burnt body. I’m gonna need an excuse for this. Being burnt like this isn’t exactly gonna do wonders for me at the trial ground.

 

I lay down on the floor, I need to act natural.

 

I pretend to succumb to my burns. Maybe, to some extent, I am succumbing to them, but, I tell myself I’m stronger.

 

I lie in anticipation.

 

Then someone smashes their hands onto the door.

 

 

Gandhi. Who else would it be?

 

Gandhi: “Steve…! There’s… There’s a body…!”

 

Gandhi breaks through the doorframe. He gazes upon me with wide eyes.

 

Gandhi: “A-Are… Are you alright?!”

 

Steve: “I… Argh… I’m… Fine…”

 

I rub my hand against my shoulder.

 

Steve: “Finally decided to quit your little hermit room, huh?”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Steve: “Told you it wasn’t a good idea.”

 

I look at the burns on my body. They might leave a scar, but, honestly, so might this whole thing.

 

I exhale. I have to pretend to be innocent. Think.

 

Yeah, I’m not even pretending. I am innocent. Red… he wasn’t even a person.

 

Steve: “Gandhi. I think someone tried to burn the bell tower.”

 

I limped towards him, exaggerating it a bit, but not so much that I look pathetic in front of him.

 

Steve: “I think they wanted to go for the double kill.”

 

I need to invent a false killer to accuse. A killer who was willing to kill two separate people just to raise their odds.

 

I need to ask him now. I begin to project my voice.

 

Steve: “So… Someone died, right?! Who was it?!”

 

Gandhi: “I-I…”

 

Gandhi’s voice became weak.

 

Gandhi: “Red… Red died.”

 

My face flinched. My reaction was poor, but Gandhi’s grip on my emotions isn’t strong enough to see through it.

 

Gandhi: “He… We thought he was the mastermind… But the game is still continuing…”

 

Steve: “…”

 

Steve: “There’s two options, huh? A traitor’s continuing it, or it’s all just a big fat lie, and we don’t even get freed even if we kill the mastermind.”

 

I scowl. I knew this wasn’t just gonna end after killing Red anyways. I knew it.

 

But still…

 

Steve: “Agh… Stupid killing game…! I thought… Maybe it’d all be over now that he’s dead…!”

 

Gandhi: “Steve…?”

 

Steve: “Look… Sorry… just…”

 

I grasp harder onto my facade.

 

Steve: “What the hell are we meant to do now, huh?! What?! Kill someone and break out?!”

 

Gandhi stares at me sternly.

 

Gandhi: “Let’s… Let’s do the trial.”

 

I give Gandhi a grimace. He thinks I’m grimacing because there’s no way out, but the real reason is because I’ve won, Gandhi.

 

And I’m… going to have to kill him to win.

 

But it’s okay. It’s okay! He’s a traitor. He’s a murderer, too. He’s the reason Noob’s dead.

 

Steve: (“I’ll make it out of here, alone.”)

 

Gandhi: “Steve… You’ve been stuck in this bell tower for… How long…? Three days…?”

 

He gives me one of his condescending, soppy looks.

 

Gandhi: “You need something to eat.”

 

Steve: “Hah. Says the one on hunger strike.”

 

Gandhi frowned.

 

Gandhi: “I am used to spending long times without eating. But still, you must. You want to survive, do you not?”

 

Steve: (“Tch… Gandhi, always acting so “selfless”, and yet, he’s let nearly a dozen people die in here with hardly any efforts to stop it.”)

 

Steve: “I’ll get something before the trial. Just stop bothering me.”

 

Gandhi: “Very well…”

 

I can’t help but feel that the weakness of not having eaten anything is probably driving me mad.

 

But Gandhi? He was on hunger strike for this long, yet his constitution seemed undamaged. He’s weak, but perfectly sharp in mind.

 

When he’s helping you find the blackened, he’s an asset. But, when you are the blackened, he’s a threat.

 

I glared at Gandhi’s eyes. His guilty look was telling.

 

He was the oldest one out of us, yet, he never ever seemed to die. The old man, ironically, seemed immortal.

 

I’d always been waiting for the moment, whether in noble sacrifice, or tragic circumstance, that he’d sacrifice himself for the greater good, or some other grandiose reason.

 

It always happens in stories. He’s meant to be the mentor figure. You know, the one who dies halfway through?

 

But nope. Guess this isn’t a story.

 

Stuff happens in these games that never happen in stories.

 

Hope fails, heroes fall and kids die, while lazy old men sit there spitting false words and doing nothing.

 

So why should I feel guilty for him?! Looking at those eyes just makes me angry. Look at you, feeling so sorry for yourself.

 

Gandhi let out another one of those useless, exaggerated sighs, as if he was somehow suffering more than the rest of us.

 

Gandhi: “The body… It’s outside the mansion, if you wish to investigate…”

 

Gandhi: “If you don’t… I understand… We are all losing spirit.”

 

Steve: “I… I can do it…”

 

Steve: “In fact, we need to do it… For everyone we’ve lost… And for our own sake…”

 

Gandhi: “Haha… Since when have you become more motivational than I have…?”

 

That’s because all your motivational speeches were fake, Gandhi. Just like the one I gave you there.

 

Steve: “I think I’ll start here, before moving to the main site. Since the killer tried to burn me, too, I’m sure there’s some evidence left behind here…”

 

Gandhi: “Then I shall assist you. First, here’s the file. I suspect that it may be important for the case.”

 

Get off my case, Gandhi.

 

Gandhi: “Here, read this.”

 

-CZR File-

 

- The victim was Red, the Ultimate Astronaut. The victim died at #:##, and no fatal substances were detected in the body. Severe burns were found across the body, as well as several piercing wounds. The precise cause of death, however, remains unknown.

 

Some of the words on the file make my face tense and sweat. Why’d they have to bring up the burns wounds and the piercing wounds?!

 

Heh. Clearly the organisation behind this has a personal vendetta against me.

 

LIE BULLET - CZR File

 

Gandhi: “Steve? Did you notice, the file refers to him as the Ultimate Astronaut?”

 

Steve: “Wh-Shouldn’t he be the Ultimate Impostor?!”

 

Gandhi: “Indeed. Furthemore, think back to Waluigi’s case.”

 

*

 

- The victim was Waluigi, the Ultimate Villain.. The time of death was unknown. Other than Trainer Red and Steve in the following morning, nobody had seen the body. Waluigi was last spotted by Gandhi in the morning, preceding Leafy’s death.

 

*

 

Steve: “Right. He was listed as the Ultimate Villain.”

 

Gandhi: “Correct… Doesn’t that tell us that Red’s claim of being the Ultimate Impostor was a-

 

Steve: “I don’t want to hear it. Impostor? Astronaut? Who the hell cares.”

 

I look him in the eyes.

 

Steve: “What matters is that he was the mastermind. He deserved this.”

 

Gandhi looked at me, defeated.

 

Gandhi: “So that’s your outlook, is it Steve?”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “Could I bother you with a question, Steven?”

 

Steve: “Whatever.”

 

I slide my back towards the wall, and nod my head nonchalantly. I’m sweating slightly, but Gandhi seems to assume it’s just my burns.

 

Gandhi: “Very well… I…”

 

Gandhi: “Do you feel responsible for Red’s death…?”

 

Steve: “Huh…?”

 

My body tensed up.

 

Steve: “I mean… Why should I?! I’m not the killer.”

 

Steve: “Besides. Sounds like you’re feeling sorry for him… That’s not the Gandhi I know.”

 

Gandhi: “But…”

 

Tch… Typical that Gandhi would feel so sorry over Red dying, but bat an eye over innocent kids.

 

He must be projecting.

 

Gandhi: “I mean…”

 

Steve: “You said it yourself earlier, right? The mastermind does not deserve to live…”

 

Steve: “I’m not saying we should be celebrating or anything, but chances are, we’ve saved so many lives by killing him.”

 

Honestly, maybe we should be celebrating, but I’ll hold my tongue.

 

Gandhi: “Saving lives by killing… I fear that perhaps that sort of philosophy is what leads to…”

 

Gandhi closed his eyes and let out a sigh next to the charred wall.

 

Gandhi: “This whole situation…”

 

He’s… not onto me is he?

 

I felt the confidence in my face falter.

 

No, he can’t be onto me. This is just another one of his philosophical musings. Just act natural.

 

Steve: “I guess… You’ve got a point… Whoever did this… Must’ve really wanted Red dead… Perhaps they wanted to save us all.”

 

Gandhi: “And… Now they’ll be punished for it…”

 

I felt a nerve being pulled in my spine like a little string.

 

Steve: “Heh. Don’t feel sorry for this psycho killer. They tried to kill me, too.”

 

I stare up at the charred wall that I created.

 

Steve: “I guess we should take a look at that wall of fire… The killer must’ve set it up so as to knock me out, or even kill me…”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, that is true. It is likely that your vision of the outside from the tower may have posed a threat to their plan.”

 

Gandhi: “And yet, strangely… The killer also broke some of the glass… Enough of it that they could’ve entered through the window…”

 

Steve: “Huh… That’s right…”

 

Is he suggesting I’m the killer…?

 

Gandhi: “Observe the pile of glass too… It seems as though the killer might’ve planned on entering the bell tower at some point…”

 

Phew.

 

Steve: “Right… That pile of glass… It almost looks like a stepping stool… It has blood on it too… But that might just be my blood…”

 

Gandhi gave me a quick scan.

 

Gandhi: “Steven… You have no blood on you right now?”

 

Steve: “Oh… Huh… I-I guess it has to be the killer then…?”

 

Gandhi: “That seems rather important, doesn’t it?”

 

-LIE BULLET - Broken Window

-LIE BULLET - Burnt Bell Tower

-LIE BULLET - Bloody Glass

 

Gandhi: “Oh, um… What’s this…?”

 

Gandhi stared at the parcel, which originally contained the elytra. I felt a bubbling feeling in my veins.

 

Steve: “That…? Right… I found an empty parcel, when I woke up, haha…”

 

Gandhi: “...?”

 

I feel his eerie eyes latch onto me, but it’s just my mind.

 

Steve: “Weirdly enough, it was empty… I think…”

 

Steve: “I feel like the killer must’ve used it to frame me?”

 

Gandhi: “Hmm… Let me look inside…?”

 

Gandhi opened the parcel. It was empty now, but the note lingered.

 

-Anonymous

 

Gandhi: “Hmmm…? Look at the handwriting. It’s alarmingly neutral…”

 

Steve: “Huh… Almost as if the writer really didn’t want their identity to be known…”

 

But… Why…?

 

Steve: “I-I’m… I’m guessing there should be an item inside, but I don’t see anything…”

 

Steve: “Presumably, something that helps the killer…”

 

Gandhi: “Ah, I see… This must tie into the motive.”

 

Steve: “The motive…?”

 

Gandhi: “Ah… Right… I presume you were still unconscious when Red announced it…?”

 

Steve: “Probably, yeah… I was knocked out until like thirty minutes ago, when I was burnt…”

 

Gandhi: “Oh dear… It must’ve been… About… Three days…”

 

Steve: “Aagh…”

 

Steve: “Anyways, I need to know the motive. Whatever it is, it’s got to be key to this case.”

 

Or so they think. Whatever this stupid motive is has had no impact on my decisions. But maybe it’ll help me frame someone.

 

Gandhi: “Anyways… The motive… It was fairly simple. Simply put, if the killer got away with the crime, then they could choose two people to survive. It may or may not include themselves.”

 

Ah. That’s…

 

I need to think about that one.

 

I can take someone with me?

 

Do I… Even want to?

 

Steve: “Ah, I see… So the anonymous individual here… They must be the killer’s accomplice? The person they chose to survive with…?”

 

Gandhi: “I presume so… And… Earnestly… This does concern me somewhat…”

 

Steve: “H-Huh…? How come?”

 

Gandhi: “Well… Think about it. There are four of us left. If the killer and their accomplice both vote for the same person, then we’re forced into a tie.”

 

Steve: “F-Four?”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, I mean…”

 

Steve: “There wasn’t a double kill this time, right…?”

 

Gandhi: “I… haven’t seen Trainer Red…?”

 

I seriously hope Trainer Red is dead. If that’s true, and “Anonymous” is either Sans or Gandhi, we win.

 

But then… What if “Anonymous” was him?! Then I’ll have to convince at least one person.

 

The logistics of this is frustrating.

 

Steve: “Gandhi… Do you… Know what happens in the event of a tie?”

 

Gandhi: “I-I… Not even I know, Steve… Most likely, it depends on the whims of whoever’s in control.”

 

Gandhi took an agitate breath.

 

Gandhi: “And… Knowing their cruelty… that’s… not a good sign…”#

 

This “anonymous”… They somehow knew exactly what I was going to do, and wanted to survive with me… Who was it, and why didn’t they reveal themselves?!

 

Gandhi: “Steven? You seem perplexed?”

 

Steve: “Oh. I’m just thinking it through in my head. What possible duos are there that could actually pull this off…”

 

Gandhi: “Well… Assuming it’s neither of us… Sans and Trainer Red seem to be the only pair?”

 

Steve: “R-Right…”

 

Gandhi gave me a nervous stare.

 

I wish I could look him in the face right now, it’d clear up his suspicions.

 

-LIE BULLET - Parcel

-LIE BULLET - 5th Motive

 

Steve: “I… Actually… There’s something I can do… Something to clear my suspicions…”

 

I scroll through my phone, showing my private message history with all of the others. Nothing but the messages I had from everyone on the other islands.

 

Gandhi: “I… I see… So there’s no chance you could have communicated with this “anonymous”… Unless it was in person, which would require quite some planning…”

 

Steve: “How about you, Gandhi… Can you prove yourself, too?”

 

Gandhi gave me a stern stare for half a second, and then looked away.

 

No response, huh? I know he’s not the killer, but maybe he’s trying to hide something else.

 

Is he my ally? Gandhi of all people would give me the tools needed to murder?

 

Given how he set up Leafy’s murder, it’s not unthinkable.

 

-LIE BULLET - Steve’s Private Messages

-LIE BULLET - Gandhi’s Private Messages

 

Steve: “S-So… Is this everything here?”

 

Gandhi: “Yes, I presume so. It is quite significant evidence, is it not?”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi: “This trial truly worries me.”

 

Gandhi inhaled the smoke off the wall.

 

Gandhi: “It’s going to be a trial by fire.”

 

…

 

Gandhi: ”Haha? Did you like my pun?”

 

I look at him coldly.

 

Steve: “Wrong time Gandhi.”

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Steve: “Let’s get going, Gandhi. We’ve got an actual murder scene to cover outside.”

 

I began to leave the room, and remembered to limp.

 

Gandhi: “...”

 

Gandhi looked as if he had something to say, but didn’t want to say it.

 

I brought myself down the bell tower’s stairs, and took a deep breath.

 

Whether Trainer Red was alive or dead, I’d soon find out.

 

It would be optimal for him to be dead.

 

But Steve had a nagging feeling in his heart that told him otherwise.

Notes:

Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Sorry for the long wait!