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"E-eh...?" The display only caused Honoka quite a bit of confusion. "Is this like a mock survival game or something? Like 'Battle Royale'? Where is the person controlling this toy...?" she asked, trying to make some sense of the ridiculous scene she was looking at.

"'Bas-tards...'?" asked Honoka, hearing Itsuki's reading. "W-why are they cursing us out all of a sudden?" she asked, despite probably no one knowing the answer. "Aren't we supposed to be their prized students or something? This has got to be some kind of a joke..." she said. "Or..." She...

Honoka smiled. "I hope so!" she replied to Takeo, before looking back to the stage and turning to the blue-clothed boy beside them. "Itsuki-san? Why don't you try checking the stage up there? There's a podium and all... maybe something is there?" she suggested politely. She was doing her best...

Speaking of death, do the victim and killer get to confer with the admin over what goes down in terms of murder weapon, area and clues? This is a 'class act', after all.

Heh, don't worry. It was 3 pages of innocent character interaction, so it's nothing you've gotta address directly. I look forward to le text wall!

Hey, you're the one who made an RP for 17 characters~. (8))

yup, taking it slow is a must. We only have a few more people to wait on, I believe... I'm doing okay! Just chilling.

"Tsuneo-san, then... that's a nice name. Ahaha... I-I'd give you a water bottle if I had any, but..." Honoka gave another sheepish chuckle in return. This guy probably just took whatever sedative they gave us pretty badly. I hope he's okay... "They probably have fountains in the halls, so...

This is all going well so far. Good job, all.

"I-it's not there? But how could that be?" asked Honoka, before reaching for her own cell phone and music player. "A-ah! Mine are lost, too! Why would the school take them from us?" she asked, now looking visibly more nervous. But, her attention was diverted when... A young man wearing glasses...

"N-no way to open it?!" repeated Honoka, her voice filling with fright. "U-um... er... this has to be... fabricated, somehow. No criminal could possibly do this without anyone seeing, correct? The only explanation... is that the faculty is putting this together. I-I mean, we're Ultimate...

"Ehehe, you probably know me~." responded Honoka in a joyful tone. "I starred in a couple of recent movies- 'White Papillon'... 'Temporal Dissonance'... and 'Scizothemia'." she explained, before clearing her throat. "See, I can still do the lines- 'Michael, please! I-I won't leave you! No...

"A-ah. But even with that possibility... d-did anyone else pass out near the school gates? I thought it was just my imagination, but my mind went blank for a while and when things went back to normal, I was standing in here..." Honoka said worriedly. "Do you think that 'sleeping gas' could...

Upon Nariko's entry, Honoka's expression brightened into a soft smile. "O-oh, yes, you're probably correct! But... I've heard Hope's Peak is full of eccentrics as well as geniuses. Do you think that this might all be a part of some weird entrance ceremony? At my last high school, they had...

"A-ah, Itsuki-san! No need to get all worked up..." A more timid, high-pitched voice echoed from the rear of the auditorium. The group of males were greeted by a young woman with black hair who was wearing a long, crimson scarf. HONOKA AMAYA "I'm so sorry I'm late, I had this weird dizzy...