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𝕽𝖊𝖒𝖓𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝕯𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗 𝕬𝖀 𝕮𝖍𝖎𝖆𝖐𝖎 𝕹𝖆𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖎

"I just want to see them again..."
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It would wave back to him. He shouldn't have known... She was only really active while the Neo World Program was going on. As far as the world knows, Chiaki Nanami is dead.
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The Monokuma would stare at him for a moment, seemingly analyzing his reaction to. A voice would come through it, though it sounded different from a normal Monokuma voice. It was distorted, as if to hide the identity of the person controlling it.

"Hello. It's been a while, Souda."+
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That wasn't something he had been expecting. He paused, frowning. "U-um...hello?"

He gave a small wave to it, not sure what to make of this situation. Did he know she was a remnant alongside them? Did he *remember*? He was a scattered mess of memories, perhaps he'd forgotten.
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+Well, she was about to find out as she held forward on her controller, approaching him with the Monokuma.
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So instead of going out to find him herself, she sent out a Monokuma. Controlling it from behind the scenes before she eventually found him. It was a simple Monokuma, looking just like the others with the exception of the ℭ on its forehead. She wondered how he would react to the Monokuma...+
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@soudakazuichi.bsky.social

She had been considering reaching out for quite a while now. She needed his help. But at the same time, she didn't quite know who she could trust. She hated this feeling, hated not trusting her classmates, her friends. But she had to. It was for her own safety.+
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In the middle of the street was a single Monokuma. The area it was in was completely abandoned. It looked standard, with the exception of the ℭ on its head. It seemed to not be moving as if it or whoevers controlling it, was asleep. Do you approach? Ambush it? Run away? So many options in this game.
despairrptime.bsky.social
In the middle of the street was a single Monokuma. The area it was in was completely abandoned. It looked standard, with the exception of the ℭ on its head. It seemed to not be moving as if it or whoevers controlling it, was asleep. Do you approach? Ambush it? Run away? So many options in this game.
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She keeps track of how much she trusts people in percentages, like a social link. Everyone from her class starts at 20%, everyone else starts at 0%. The exceptions are Mikan and Hajime, who both start at 0% but grow faster than the rest. Mikans stops growing faster upon hitting 20%.
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Though, she didn't truly go all out until after the Neo World program was over, seeing her friends finally themselves again, she could focus on her true goal. Being a good final boss.
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As the Neo World program went on, she would begin to make her move, using Monokumas to spread despair while keeping a close eye on her friends. It was a game, and she was going to win while keeping every important character alive.
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She helped them track down the remnants, and even gave them information to help take them down. She just wanted her friends to be happy again... Eventually her help would pay off as she was allowed to spectate the Neo World program when the survivors snuck off to run it.
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She would offer them a deal. She would assist them in whatever they planned on doing with the remnants, as long as they wouldn't be killed or imprisoned. And as long as she could keep an eye on the process at all times. After they spent almost a month with no progress, they agreed to her deal.
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She still stuck to the shadows, not letting anyone find out about her or her Monokumas. Once the Future Foundation began building themselves up, and the survivors of the killing game joined the foundation. Once she had a chance, she would make contact with them through a Monokuma.
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She used the Monokumas to bring As much of Junko's technology as she could. Once she was fully set up she had one Monokuma attached to each of the Remnants, following them from afar without being spotted so she could keep tabs on them.
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So she kept the Monokumas in the shadows, using them to bring her whatever she needed. Food. Water. A wheelchair. New games. Once nobody was in the area, and she had everything she needed, she begun to move. Making her hideout in an abandoned apartment complex.
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She would pilot them from the shadows, using them to learn the fate of her classmates, as well as the fate of the world. She knew it wasn't her time yet. This game has only just begun, and the final boss shouldn't make a showing so early.
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From there, she had access to all of the Monokumas. A grin would sprawl across her face. Her body may have been crippled. Disfigured. But her mind was as sharp as ever. These would be her eyes and ears. The legs she stood on. At least, until she was in a good enough position to get her own base.
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She finally had a way out. She couldn't walk. She knew Junko was dead. She didn't know the fate of her classmates. She didn't know the fate of him. All she knew was to continue Junkos legacy. It took her a while but she was eventually able to drag herself to Junkos main control room.
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She knew there was no escape. That she would be here forever. That is, until Junkos death. At first, she thought it meant the end. That nobody would find her and she would starve. That is until 24 hours passed. The chains automatically released. It was set for her to be released after Junko died.
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Her torture would continue throughout the games, with Junko getting particularly cruel on days where the participants had annoyed her. The worst of which was the day Makoto came back. That was the day Junko cut off her leg. She couldn't really keep up hope much longer after that.
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Though, it didn't really matter for long as one day a television was brought into her room. That was the day the killing game began. While she didn't know her underclassmen too well, it still hurts to see them like this. Desperate and afraid.
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Junko didn't want to be boring after all. On days where she was busy setting up the killing game Mukuro took her place. She didn't want to admit it, but she was beginning to develop an infatuation for the soldier. She didn't know if it was Stalkholm Syndrome, or something else.