What would you describe "endless" to be?
A poem never ends.
In reality, nothing ends.
A movie finale? Just wait for a continuation series.
A video game ending? Just wait for a sequel.
A poem never ends.
It just waits for the pen to write.
If the pen hovers over the paper, just get a big dark puddle of ink.
"Kiddos, and not so young kiddos, i am your headmistress! Monocat! respect the headmistress!" The cat exclaimed. As a man that looked to be in his mid-early twenties, with a flannel baby blue shirt tied halfway with a polyester white shirt under it, with tan pants and caramel brown, curly hair with some tied in pigtails and caramel brown eyes spoke. "Pardon me, but how exactly are you a "headmistress?" He said in a oddly happy tone.
"Well! Glad you asked! Im not any normal robot, you see. I'm sPeCiaL... But let me explain WHY you titstains are here!" It happily yelled. "You're here because of your loved ones! Your loved ones in faiths points china location! As a motive.."
WHAT!?!?!!
"Care to fucking elaborate on that?!?!!" Mariah yelled as she stomped her foot on the ground.
The boy looked at mariah with a cold Stare. "Language, young lady..." His voice quickly went from Childish and energetic to cold and emotionless. As he stared at her the lights in his eyes dimmed. "If you don't straighten up your attitude, i'll straighten it for you..." He said as he snapped back to reality. "Oh! Did i say that out loud? My my, it can't be helped! Apologies. Carry on." He said as mariah stepped back in shock and fear.
When he got closer, i could see a name tag on his blue over shirt. "Jon Odayaka", that must be his name.
"Uhm... I.. this...i.." Mariah said as she cowered down.
Jon looked back to the cat. "Loved ones? How so! That's unfortunate!"
"Anyhoo, You're here to kill eachother! Yaaaay! Murder, fun! In this killing game, you'll be presented motives. Motives for murder!"
Then, a girl. Or...boy? Stepped up. "I'd prefer if you'd refrain from sounding happy. As it is not the time to be on your happy streak." The person said. They had an awfully feminine voice, but sounded as though they wanted to sound masculine. They had black hair with a bright yellow ponytail and strange markings under their eyes. Pale skin, and a coat that seemed to have tools such as a magnifying glass and some chisels. And some other things.
"I'm terribly sorry, child! I'm supposed to keep a smile in rough situations! I will decease a bit!" Jon said as smiled a bit.
"your happiness bugs my existence." They said.
"Nyahahahahah..... This... is purrrrrfect. Very....purrrfect. People turning on each other already... Puurrrfect indeed."
"O-okay uhm... B-besides t-that..." A short boy said. He's blonde, with his bangs partly covering one of his baby blue eyes. He was wearing a green sweater and navy jeans that seemed to be for women. And had a little purple rabbit plush. "T-this is... S- surely a j-joke... Right....?"
"Nyahahaha! No joke, kitten!"
"W-what..?" The fluffy haired girl spoke. "B-but... why...? Why be so cruel?"
"It is very simple. There is no reason." The person with strange markings on their face said.
"Wouldn't you like me to explain? You'll just have to find out on your own." It snickered as everyone was looking on.
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Butterfly Colors
FanfictionWarning! Things in this fangan MAY NOT make sense, seen as its the second story in a trilogy of 5. So, here's the warning. Butterfly colors is a Fanganronpa, Following the journey of a Young Poet named Lance Anderson. 30 people are being held capt...
