:🍥: ➢ 𝙰 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚃𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑 (𝚂𝚊𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚘𝚗𝚎-𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜)

Alone

The screen of the motive video flickered on and off before closing completely, leaving Kokichi with himself in this empty room. Kokichi felt a flurry of mixed emotions, most of them depressing as the feeling of abandonment weighed over him. Before he knew it; he felt a tear run down his face and he scoffed at the thought of showing a depressing expression upon his pale face. He shouldn't show any type of weakness in a game like this, and the motive was to make him feel despair having his most important people be seen hurt. Yeah, DICE is alright, DICE worked under his wing so they can't be caught that easily.

Yet the visuals seem so real in a way. Or it can be paid actors that Monokuma may have hired. Yeah, actors, more likely robots considering their features look that similar to a human's and what DICE actually looks like. Probably like another version of Keebo considering they are advanced a bit. Obviously with Monokuma, Monokubs, and the many mechanics that are in this dome, whoever was the mastermind had a very large budget to host this sick game.

He hummed as he placed the ipad on the bed, at least he has some way of remembering them. Kokichi then stranded over to the piles of boxes that were due to his somewhat hoarding issue as he dug through his materials he pulled out some blueprints that he had come up and finished not too long ago.

Now all he had to do was make the bitchlet create the machines for him. Really, Kokichi had put in details of what he wanted to be added and the many parts of the contraptions. Sure he would have created a rocket launcher but he doubted Miu would be able to find a way to start building rockets before Monokuma suspected anything. Really Miu should stop being in heat 24/7 like a deranged wolf in heat, that way they would at least have some sort of chance of getting out of here.

He had the love key in his storage but decided to throw it off into the corner of his room. As if anyone would want to do some sort of thing with him. From what he remembers, Shuichi was only able to deal with him, and after their hangouts; Kokichi could pick up how the other was slightly uncomfortable around him but he paid no mind to it. Really Kokichi found it pitiful that Shuichi was wanting to try his best to get to a goal he'll most likely never reach.

The purple-haired male wandered a bit around his room, lost in thought before sighing, deciding that it was probably best to get out of his dorms and breath some sort of fresh air being trapped in his dorm was starting to feel stuffy and not to mention the motive video was still sitting their ominously.

The failed bug meet and greet was quite the experience, having to pull insects out of his hair after he was able to finally escape Gonta's grasp. Kokichi wanted to escape this hellhole, he really did, but he tended to be a bit cautious and really it results in him thinking about other stuff. Kokichi didn't know if they'll get any sort of reward for surviving the killing game, considering he never trusted anything that came out of the bear's mouth.

Even if he, by any slim chance, survived this game, where would he go after. He doubted anyone would want to hire a person under the status of Ultimate Supreme Leader. Though, he could return back to his real family, no, if the students here don't like his personality and consider him a sort of waste of space, why would his parents even care. Hell he won't even be able to differentiate who his parents are considering their faces are just blurs for him now.

Even if his parents were to pick him up, how can he be certain that they are his parents, they might just be there to take advantage of him and show off how their "son" was a survivor of a horrifying game. Curse Kokichi and his trust issues.

"I guess I'm alone for now."

. . . . . . .

The flashes of the TV screen upon the room created lighting in the eerie room. Tension was high in the air and Kokichi let out a sigh. He can't really bare with this atmosphere that much right now. Everyone was looking at him and if it were in any different situation, Kokichi would love it. Eyes were on him, and that was what he wanted, but the judging stares were pretty clear.