It was late as it was, so we all hesitantly agreed to get some rest and pick off the search where we left it the next day. When I arrived to my dorm, I made sure to have Lilac stay in as well. Maybe we had a mutual agreement to work together, but that doesn't mean any of those people were safe to be around. So I didn't want Lilac out of my sight.
Lilac pouted at her, but ultimately didn't have any real arguments about it. The actual dorms didn't seem too shabby. A large bed near the far left, a couple of drawers, a closet that had quite a few extra clothes, and even a small shower at the right side of the room. The only uneasy thing were the iron plates boarding up the windows, and the security cameras staring at us.
Lilac was happily bouncing on the bed like a child while I was locking our door. It would seem they locked from the inside, so I made sure to keep that in mind. In the rules, Monokuma had put up a curfew at 10 p.m., but the rules didn't specify that we had to stay in our rooms during night, meaning we could wander around the school at night. And that worried me if anyone really was to plan murder, so I wasn't taking any chances.
"Lilac, stop bouncing on that bed." I said as I turned off the lights and walked over to the bed, siting down on it. Lilac nodded and laid down, pulling the covers over herself. I did the same, laying my head on the pillow. However, I didn't feel any warmer. I still felt ice cold. The same feeling I felt the moment Monokuma announced the killing game.
I was trying to cling onto hope, but the more I thought about our situation, the grim I felt about it. I suppose my only real motivation is my sister.
I felt a hand on my shoulder, and turned over to face Lilac. She stared at me with her bright, vivid eyes that almost seemed to glow in the dark. She wore a reassuring smile. One that was filled with hope. It's strange, she hasn't seem even the slightest bit scared since we got here. Not of the others, and not of the killing game. I wonder how she can keep her hopes up like that. I wish she'd tell me.
"Goodnight Lilac..." I said. Lilac nodded and closed her eyes, snuggling into the blankets. I smiled, then tried to do the same. I'm not sure how she manages to have such hope, but I guess I'll have to have it to. I'll need it to protect her, after all.
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The next day, we had gathered in the dining hall to have a small meeting and have breakfast. We all waited until everyone got their food before we actually began.
"Okay, so cough it up. Who got those weird Monokuma chips?" Zack said, taking a bit from the oatmeal that he was eating. Magane shot her hand up.
"I have them!" she stated. Everyone perked up.
"You do?" Rin said. Magane giggled, taking a bite from the banana she had. "Nope. That was a lie." she stated, making everyone groan in annoyance.
"Can we kill her first?" Amaimon asked. "Not funny, dude!" Rin stated harshly, but Amaimon ignored him.
"Okay, who really has those Monokuma chips?" Ulric asked. Strangely, the room remained silent. I blinked, puzzled. Why wasn't anyone saying anything? Doesn't someone have those chips? "Does....no one have the chips?" I asked. Junko growled, ripping off a piece of bacon she had with her teeth.
"Hmph, guess Monokuma was lying about that shit." she muttered. Near frowned slightly, raising his hand to his hair as to twirl a strand of it between his fingers.
"Or perhaps, one of us here is lying." he replied. I looked at the boy puzzled. "What? Why would they not tell us?" I asked.
"Why else? So no one would know they have access to the weapons right down that hallway." Near stated, gesturing to the one nearby. My eyes widened and I looked over at it, reminded of the trophy case filled of different weapons. If someone is hiding those chips....could they be planning something already.
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A Whole New Killing Game!
FantasyMonokuma is up to his old tricks again. Once again he has captured sixteen people who are forced to participate in a killing game, ultimately forcing everyone to kill each other. However, this isn't like before.....the participants don't limit just...