Play with me

[simpleruser]

1. go here
2. pick a character
3. reply with character request in the subject line, build up a scene of your preference (tl;dr, au, canon, crack, short, I don't even mind)
4. I will bang it like a heavy metal band

(shamelessly ganked from the lovely sugartits)

Comments

AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!! yes okay.

[dires]

[Princess? Oh, she's talking about herself. That's almost fair. Perhaps - someone lowly like him shouldn't pass judgement on what she wants to call herself, anyway. Honestly, it's a matter of perspective. But he doesn't want to let her in really.

The abode of someone like him isn't right for her eyes to set their sights on, after all.

What is he to do?

He flips the lock - lucky it was shut or her kick might have shaken the door open and laid everything inside for her to see. As it is, he pulls his door ajar just enough to place himself in the opening, which is a bad enough sight to mar her vision.]

It's beyond what I should ask for, for you to forgive me of such a transgression as leaving you out in the cold, though... [he pauses to consider something, which, yeah, seems right now he's had time to reflect,] calling yourself a princess when we have our very own princess here at Hope's Peak is a little misleading?

:3

[maniere]

Is it? Is it really? Mr. Super High School Level Good Luck, are you really saying that to me? Do you know how many people have that dumb fucking title?

[There's one in her class, after all. Junko places her foot against his door, ready to push. ]

Let me in and maybe I'll forgive you. Let me in, we've got so much to talk about. Can you imagine how despairingly embarrassing it'll be if people start talking about how Komaeda Nagito rejected me at his door step? It'd be so disgusting I couldn't even be happy about it.

[She nudges the door with her foot. ]

Open up or I'll huff and I'll puff and blow your door down!

[dires]

[He really is saying that to her. He's out of line, should find a thousand ways of punishing himself, what a terrible thing to have done. Oh well. Such things can't be helped when he's involved.

Tempting as it is to see her blow his door out of his fingers with breath alone, she's given him a way to make up for a meagre fraction of his existence, so he steps aside to let her in.]

What could the awesome Enoshima Junko have to discuss with as poor a person as me? [He doesn't sound particularly sincere saying that. He is terrible and she is awesome in the same way a hurricane is awesome so he is telling the truth - just without real feeling behind it.

His room is bare of anything personal - he doesn't have family mementos - and the things that are his are tidied away into their proper places. A pair of white dice and a pen he picked up off the ground the day his old one ran out are the only objects sitting on his desk.]

[maniere]

I'm on a recruitment drive. I had my big sister doing it for me, for a while there. But she's totally useless - she can't pass for me at all.

[She steps inside and isn't surprised by what she sees. She knows Nagito's story; knows about his illness and his luck. If there's someone full of despair at Hope's Peak, it's surely him.

She strides in and sits herself on his bed. Suddenly, she gives him a very serious look. ]

Hey, I was only kidding earlier you know. I wanted to talk to you about something really important. You're talent - it must be a big burden to you, huh?

crawls back over four months later, I'm so sorry.

[dires]

[Someone trying to pass for Junko is absurd, she is one of a kind. As is everyone here, all with their own talents. But perhaps it was just a matter of passing enough to do the task - he finds it doubtful that someone with the same blood as Junko could fail in that much. But then what is his perspective worth.

But she was recruiting? That's interesting. Something Junko plans would never bore anyone.

As for her question...]

I don't know that I could say that, it's the only worthwhile thing about me.

<3!

[maniere]

[A sly smiles slides onto her face. It's exhausting, swapping from personality to personality so quickly, but it's better than being bored. It's far better than being predictable. She leans forwards and studies him for a moment.

Well, that's true. If you think it is, it definitely must be true. Would you help me, then? You could put that talent of yours to the best use.

[Junko is clever -- she is possibly the cleverest of everyone ever. If she weren't SHSL Gal, SHSL Despair #1 -- she'd be the SHSL Analyst. Every move she makes might appear random, but everything is carefully calculated. Even the failures. She sighs very suddenly and falls back onto his bed, kicking her legs up onto his pillows. ]

I want you to help me, Komaeda. Say you'll help me and I'll make you super useful.

[She rolls onto her side, propping herself with an elbow and resting her cheek against her palm. ]

I want you to use your luck to change the world. If you say yes, absolutely everyone will think you're worth something amazing. Don't you want that, huh?

[dires]

[Everyone thinking he's amazing would be tantamount to lying and he hesitates to think that Junko wouldn't understand that. It's plain to the eye, most of the time. He doesn't try to hide his nature. Not a single cell in his body is worth something. Much less something amazing. What seems more likely than her making that mistake, is that she's up to something. Which she's all but said.

So he can play along.]

I suppose I might. [He sounds mild but not entirely convinced. And why should he? She hasn't convinced him yet.]

How would my luck change the world? [Whether he agrees or not, she'll make the change. She's talented and chaotic. He doesn't have the right to form an opinion of her but tucked away at the back of his deteriorating mind he's forming one anyway. But whatever that opinion is he knows that with or without his particular disgusting talent she will most certainly make an impact.]