(I'm trying, I feel like abandoning this story )
I woke up. Was that all a dream?
Was what all a dream?
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Who am I?
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"Yo!"
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That was a new voice.
Where did it come from?
I sat up, looking around. It was all just....void.
Okay, seriously, the author needs better backgrounds. Now I'm stuck in a void.
"Hellooo?!"
I looked around, nobody was there. Where did the voice come from?
"HEY." A boy with ______ hair popped up in front of me. He was probably 16-18, maybe.. Like some of us. But he was _____ for that age.
mAKOTO SCREAMS LIKE THOSE SQUEAKY CHICKENS HAJAHKSNWKDNDK
"The hell was that..?" He stared at me.
I blinked.
wtf?
who??? is you????????
(im sorry i'll try to be serious i cant write)
He grinned mischievously, then disappeared right in front of me.
"Hey, you wanna play hide and seek 'til you wake up?" His voice said. He was nowhere to be seen.
"Until I wäkê ûp?"
My voice sounded weird when I mentioned it. Was I dreaming?
"Yes, or do you wanna wākė ûp now? I don't feel like playing, anyways. You're too boring..." I could imagine the boy was grinning creepily. Was he in front of me, or was he just..gone?
"Äm Î äšłèép?"
"Wâkę üp." He said.
"What?"
"K."
"What? K?"
"Wâkę üp." He repeated.
"Wâkę üp." He repeated.
"Wâkę üp." He repeated.
"Wâkę üp." He repeated.
"Wâkę üp." He repeated.
"Wâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üpWâkę üp"
He glitched.
I heard loud ringing in my ears.
It hurts.
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Danganronpa: The Ultimate Despair Gameshow!
Fanfiction"Are you ready to participate in a gamshow full of despair? You aren't? Well, that's the spirit! Prepare yourself for a journey through Hope, Despair, Trust, Betrayal, and the best thing about it....DEATH! This is your Host, Junko Enoshima, signing...
