Your New Home

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Everyone immediately fell silent and turned towards the new voice. The figure was dressed in a black and white three piece pinstripe suit. He had a cigar in his left hand and a cane in the other. They swayed back and forth on their heels, patiently awaiting any questions to be answered. No one spoke up.

???: "Hmm. Tough crowd. Please, ask away!"

With that the crowd burst into a blur of questions. The voice just smiled, not answering any of them until the crowd finally shut up.

???: "Woah! That was a lot! But I promised answers, so you'll get them! First of all, welcome to your new home! You will be staying  here for the entirety of the game!"

The crowd spat out more questions, but they all led to "what game?"

???: "Why, a killing game, of course! Gosh, I thought that was obvious."

Charlie: "Why in all of Inkwell Hell would dat be obvious?!"

Al: "Calm down, Charlie. He just has a really bad sense of humor."

The crowd silently debated his point, truly wondering if it was a cruel joke. 

Saltbaker: "Haha! You're right, Al! I'm certain this isn't a killing game."

Saltbaker laughed it off with a hint of uncertainty. I spoke up, trying to ease his anxiety.

Cuphead: "Yep! I'm sure not! I mean I know like one person who would do this and that's not a high possibility so I'm sure this is some sort of sick joke. Right, mysterious voice?"

Saltbaker just stared at me with an unsure smile. I think I made it worse. 

Mortimer: "Don't worry, friends! He's clearly joking. He probably knows how to get us out of here! So let's hear what he has to say, okay?"

Everyone nodded. Saltbaker seemed sure after hearing Mortimer's reassuring words. I don't blame him. Something I couldn't quite put my finger on made Mortimer a calming and trustworthy person.

???: "Mr. Freeze is right! I do know the way out, but I sadly won't be sharing it. As for the killing game, I'm not joking. You were all selected to be part of Inkwell Isles first ever killing game!" 

...what?

Everyone apparently thought the same thing and fearfully waited for the voice to laugh it off. They never did. 

Mortimer: "Uh, nevermind then."

Charlie angrily approached the mysterious voice.

Charlie: "Real funny, wise guy. Listen here, ya twit. Yer gonna show us the way out, or me and my bud Fleisher here are gonna give a one-two punch like ya ain't ever seen before."

Esther: "That don't seem real smart, Charlie. I'd hold yer horses if I were you."

Charlie: "Shut up, horsey. He's holdin' us hostage, and I ain't gonna stand around like ya cowards and let him talk down to me."

Canteen: "She's not a horse. She's a cow, stupid. If you're going to insult someone, do it right."

Charlie glared at him as the mysterious figure spoke once more.

???: "Charlie, hurting me is strictly prohibited and will result in punishment. So be a wise guy and back up a bit, mmkay?"

Before Charlie did whatever else he was about to do, Jessica dragged him away.

???: "Thank you. Now, let's start with the killing game and how it works. One of you is the mastermind, aka the person behind all this. The goal is to kill the mastermind so all of you can escape. When someone does murder, then there will be a trial. Everyone will try to figure out the murderer. If you all guess wrong, the murderer can run free. If you all don't, well, let's just say there's quite the punishment awaiting the murderer while the rest of you stay here until the mastermind is caught. Whether or not the person is the mastermind will be revealed at the end of each trial. Andddddd that's it." 

The mysterious voice took in a gasp to regain air as the room sat in shocked silence. 

Glumstone: "Alright, I'm just gonna say it. What the actual f-"

???: "Oh, wait! I almost forgot. There's also rules which will result in punishment as well. First of all, no hurting me. That means keep your hands to yourselves, and stay at least six feet away from me. Got that, Charlie?"

The mysterious voice blew a puff of smoke from their cigar at Charlie, grinning cockily. Charlie grumbled and rolled his eyes defeatedly. 

???: "Good. Second rule; no escaping or breaking into prohibited areas. Finally, the third rule; nighttime is from 10 P.M. to 8 A.M. You do not have to go to sleep or be awake during these times unless called to a trial or meeting but some areas are inaccessible during nighttime."

Glumstone: "Are you done?"

???: "Oh, yes, sorry."

Glumstone: "Ok, so what the actual f-"

???: "Oh, wait! I'm not done, sorry. I forgot the tablet and your dorms."

They walked around the room handed out a tablet and a key to every one.

???: "The key is to your dorms. I also have a copy so I myself can make you lose sleep and suffer. Now, if you could turn on your tablet, you should see three different icons. The first is a map of this entire place titled map. The second is report cards that have basic information on each participant titled report cards. The third and final icon is the list of rules for anytime you need to review under the title-"

Fleisher: "Ok, ok. We get it! You've been talkin' paragraphs at this point, little man."

Hugo: "Ummm. So, we have to play to escape?" 

O'Fera: "Did you not listen to any of the words they literally just said?"

Hugo: "Nope. They were going too fast. Anyways, what if-"

With that he began spitballing questions. To shut him up, I began asking real questions.

Cuphead: "Who are you?"

???: "Oh! Now that's a question I'd like to answer. My name is to be kept secret, so you may instead call me...Mono."

Cuphead: "I'm sorry, but 'Mono'? Out of all the names you could've chosen you choose Mono?"

Mono: "What can I say? I'm an everyman."

They stayed still in silence with the rest of the room. 

Mugman: "Uh, is that all?"

Mono: "Hmm. I believe so, young fellow!"

Chalice: "Good, now leave."

Mono: "Well, excuse me, princess."

With that they left, and the room stared at each other in silence. I could tell that we all were trying to calm ourselves down, hoping someone wouldn't fall into despair. But we all knew that we were trapped here until someone made a move. 

And that just doesn't sit right with some of us. 

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Thanks for reading! I finished Ronpa and Friends a while back. It was beautiful. I cried. I hope I can successfully do that with this story. 

P. S. I love Chip, my baby boi baby. (':

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