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[Zaperrex]

K1-B0 | DANGANRONPA V3 | ROBOT | TAGGED: APHELIOS
The man's 'reply' is unexpected, a little terrifying, and really cool. Kiibo is speechless, eyes wide with awe. Without thinking, he takes the paper handed to him, giving no comment as the man leaves the room. 'Aphelios', he reads, mouthing the name silently. Not a name he's ever heard before, but the pronunciation seems clear enough.

Then he really begins to process what happened. Put aside all the appearing and disappearing weaponry for now. This man—Aphelios—doesn't want to follow the letter? With this new information, he has to admit that his read on the situation may not be entirely correct. Wouldn't a personality manufactured by Team Danganronpa be at least somewhat interested in engaging with the plot? Unless this is intended to throw him off? He... can't decide. It's so quiet in his head.

Disliking this new layer of uncertainty on top the many questions he already has, Kiibo decides it's about time to leave this room as well. Aphelios is waiting by the door out of the cottage. Well, it's nice that he waited for him, even though this forces him to reevaluate his stance on the bracelet. He reluctantly decides that while the bracelet is still suspicious, the chances that the cold will damage his circuitry is a significantly worse risk to take. Gingerly, he slips the accessory onto his left wrist (the one that doesn't expand into a weapon), feeling a wave of relief when once again, nothing awful immediately happens. And after another moment of contemplation, he draws his collar up and brings out his laser cannon. Who knows what's out there? He gestures towards the door. "Lead the way."

[Reiji]

sᴇᴛᴛ ● ᴍᴀʟᴇ ● ᴍɪᴅ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛɪᴇs ● ʟᴇᴀɢᴜᴇ ᴏꜰ ʟᴇɢᴇɴᴅs ● ᴛᴀɢs; ʏᴜʙɪ​​​​​
Sett scoffed at Yubi. Sett decided that after all, he doesn't like children, especially not ones that get into his head and talk without even moving their mouths. Still, he has to play nice against his wishes to just walk off. What kind of man would he be to leave a kid behind? His ears twitched at the thought of that. Damn, he wants to punch something right about now and it'd be so easy to punt the kid running in front of him. Sett followed after Yubi as the kid went off deeper into the forest, his steps were crunching the snow that still pelted the ground despite the forest brushes above. Part of Sett feels cautious due to the new environment but it was not like he hadn't trained in a forest before, then again forests are a pretty dangerous place. The pep in Yubi's steps made Sett feel better though, reminded him of his youth. Ah, youth.

Snapping a low-hanging tree branch, Sett crushed the twigs in his fist easily and spread them on the snow as a trail so they won't get lost. Also, they were getting in the way of his head and ears. Sneezing due to the crushed debris, Sett only just noticed that Yubi was growing a sapling tree to the kid's height. He squinted at the display of nature magic. He had seen the vastayans at home use magic but plant-growth wasn't super common among them. "Magic disruption, maybe. This place's all weird anyway." Sett commented as Yubi 'thought' about the weird tree. He's really gonna get used to it now. Still mostly distracted with hunger, the beast-man would honestly settle for fruits at this point. Meat is good but it's all about the calories."You wanna go deeper?" Sett asked Yubi while he kneeled down to poke the newly grown tree. It's actually pretty cute. "I'd eat a rabbit whole at this point. Gah." Sett said under his breath with obvious frustration.

ᴀᴘʜᴇʟɪᴏs ● ᴍᴀʟᴇ ● ᴍɪᴅ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛɪᴇs ● ʟᴇᴀɢᴜᴇ ᴏꜰ ʟᴇɢᴇɴᴅs ● ᴛᴀɢs; ᴋɪɪʙᴏ
Aphelios cocked his head to the side to check Kiibo out as if the slightly rotated perspective would do any good in figuring out his partner's true colors. It could with enough body language but the man of steel- assuming from the shine- seemed to have pretty clear intentions with his wordings with no other hidden intentions. When the gun formed in his hands, Aphelios instinctively was drawing a weapon but held back his hand, seeing no further advancement or threat from Kiibo. Then, Kiibo gestured for Aphelios to take the lead which he happily accepted. Phel had pulled out his own gun to the other once, it was excuseable. Anyway, he was used to being alone-physically so he hoped that an extra pair of hands wouldn't weight him down. Just as Aphelios stepped out, he fell into the snow due to how deep it was. He hadn't seen snow before so he had jumped and that was the cause of his fall into the bed that has formed in front of their door. Aphelios stayed there, unaware of the danger of his body being engulfed in inches of snow. Rolling over, he grunted and tried to get up, only to fall again due to the fresh snow crushing under his weight. He groaned again and got up by controlling the weight of his steps. How crude this place is.

[Siki]

→ Yubi → 12 → Nonbinary → Psychic → Tag: Sett

'If you are annoyed enough of hearing me in your head you could have told me so.' Yubi quietly said with an irritated tone. The psychic cut off connections with Sett then went ahead into the forest more. Whenever they are close to a tree they check on it to see if it is healthy or not. Though deeper they go in the forest the more unsure they got, when checking on the trees it didn't feel natural at all. They felt faint with life but as Yubi try to heal them they are fine? 'This doesn't make sense at all. What even is this world?' Yubi muttered quietly to themselves. A possibility that there is something there with them just in the shadows watching maybe its nothing and they are probably freaking out for no reason.

Whenever they try to push that feeling away it comes back even worse. Kneeling down with both knees underneath them they placed their hands on the snow out came a small bud popping out of the heavy snow as it grew the bud bloomed slowly. Yubi put their hand at their side looking at the flower, the child got up surprise taking a step back. Before them, their what so healthy flower quickly wilted turning brown and limp in mere seconds. This has never happened before and this is isn't a good sign for them to be here. When they mid-turn away from the dead flower before them something grabbed one of their boot making them fall face-first into the snow. 'Urgh.' Yubi slowly got up shaking their head getting the snow off their head. 'This isn't good..' Something felt off then noticed they aren't holding their leaf stalk anymore yet it was in front of them slowly turning brown. Yubi quickly went over it and grabbed it, the leaf stalk turned back to its healthy green self as well regaining the dew.

[State Alchemist]

[First post for Tauken. Sorry ronin, I still don't have anything up for Gambit, still waiting for Ann to reply so Gambit can reply to Amara.]

Tauken | Female | Dragonborn | D&D OC | Location: Cottage 8 > Outdoors > Cottage 3| Tags; Open
Tauken awoke with a jolt. Right off the bat, she felt uneasy. Well, to be honest, she often woke up feeling uneasy, either haunted by nightmares or waking to the sight of the inn owner loitering around the door to her bedroom, which she found very uncomfortable. But this was different, she was feeling even more uneasy than she usually was. Should've stayed in Phobos, coming to Nashonville was a mistake... She thought bitterly, her eyes adjusting to the light of the room.

She soon saw why she was feeling on edge. The room to which she awoke in was not the Nashonville Inn run by the odd drow. Everything was different, from the walls, to the ceiling, to the decor. Throwing off her blankets, she leapt to her feet, barely noticing that she was already fully clothed. She immediately spotted her belongings arranged neatly on the floor, and snatched up the paper lying on top of her long sword. Due to spending at least a third of her life reading and studying, Tauken read the letter lightning fast.

Upon finishing reading, she muttered an old insult Orcish, which roughly translated to "May the demons of the Underdark destroy your enemy's army and then stab in you with a rusty dagger when your back is turned and your guard is down." It was a strange expression, but extremely insulting to those who understood it, and it summed up her mood perfectly. She slipped on the enchanted bracelet, anticipating some sort of curse. But true to the author of the letter's word, it was harmless and filled her with warmth. She then got organised, placing her long sword, her violin and bow, and small pouch containing her journal filled with most recent findings on their respective places on her body. However, she left her quill out, which was enchanted so the tip was always covered in fresh ink. Tauken then picked up the letter, and turned to the back. On the blank side, she jotted down a note in her neat handwriting:

To whoever reads this,
Hello. My name is Tauken. I am in the same situation as you, whoever you are. I have left to go outside and explore.

It was brief and rather uninformative, but it had the basic information. She placed the paper on the bed, and placed the quill in her pouch. Not even bothering to check to see if the other beds even had creatures in them, she stormed out of the cottage, slamming the door behind her.

As soon as she stepped outside, flurries of snow fell across her head. Shaking snow off her horns, Tauken looked around. There were other cottages, and she was immediately torn. Her mind was screaming at her to both go investigate and see what else and who else was around, but her suspicion was screaming to not go. But did she really have a choice? There were going to be people no matter where she went. So she took a deep breath, and headed towards a random cottage. On the wall, there was a little metal plaque that simply had the number 3 engraved into it.

Tauken came up to the door, and she hesitated. She could probably just ram down the door, but she didn't want to come off as hostile. The last thing she wanted was a fight, and even though she was thoroughly aggravated by her situation, she would like to finally have a break from everyone she met wanting to fight her or kill her. With another deep breath, she knocked on the door, although it ended up being more of a pound than a gentle knock. "Hello? Is anyone in there? Do you speak Common?" She called.