Tommy finds himself stuck in a school with 19 other students, forced into a killing game by the mysterious mastermind. A new era of SMPronpa commences, giving DSMP-era MCYT fans a taste of that one forbidden fanfic.
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➼ SMPronpa is intended to be read with this playlist in the background. Shuffle intended. https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLlwh1-9ojHBjeKPNKJem8L5mixQrtFq16 Alternatively, if Wattpad won't let you copy paste this link, go to Youtube & look up prideysome, then filter to playlist. It should appear, "Ronpa."
This will include animated executions, animated scenes, and a lot of art. This fanfiction will be converted to AO3 soon.
WARNINGS:Check the author's note beneath this chapter for any warnings about this book. General warnings are violence, executions, very minimal sexual references etc. Your classic Danganronpa fanfiction.
ೃ⁀➷ 𝐀𝐌𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐀 ─ ( A term describing 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬, normally the temporary variety. ) _________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐
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...A notebook, that's the first thing that he thinks of. Weird.
His head was pounding, even attempts to hold it couldn't shake off what was seen, heard- even a pin-drop could push the barrier a bit too much. Nothing about this situation was familiar.
The temperature of the room- or, well, the floor- was almost unbearable. His body was vigorously shivering, but he didn't want to get up, everything ached too much. His head, his body, his freezing feet. Part of him felt like simply accepting frostbite.
It was dark, very dark. That's how it tends to be when your eyes are closed, but he didn't want to know what he would see if he opened them.
He squeezed his eyes shut harder, trying to block out anything going on and focus on the questions running around in his head. Where was he, what happened, and was he kidnapped?
All he could remember was his name, Tommy.
The loud squeak of a door being opened made him come back to his senses, and he quickly opened his eyes. Before he focused on whoever opened it, he leaned his body up and observed his surroundings.
