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SENDER: @ nefelibata | RECIPIENT: @ All
To Whom it May Concern;
Let's assume anyone capable of receiving this message is, like myself, a captive on board this train. While nothing can be determined unequivocally, I've come to some conclusions that bear weight enough to consider.
Thus far, we are only permitted to advance upon the completion of objectives as set by an unknown puppeteer. This "clownductor" assumes an affable but absent persona, and so their true nature cannot be ascertained. The motives are paraphrased below:
1. Read the Instructions
2. Message another Passenger
3. Request Friendship with Another Passenger*
4. Assist a Dog
5. Retrieve Part of Your Person
6. Collect Seeds in Exchange for Personal Information
While each appears innocuous on first blush, they aspire to two functions: fostering connections and gaining intelligence. There could be strength in numbers if we come together as one, true, and sharing secrets can bolster such bonds, but let's not be fooled.
There's a strong possibility we are being set up for darker purpose. If on a future car, the motive becomes:
7. Murder a Fellow Passenger
Will it not be all the more devastating after we've bonded? Without hope, there cannot be despair. Despair can breed subjugation, a loss of self and morality, a weakness of character that's easily exploited by those in power. It can breed violence.
I've seen such games put into action myself. Anyone may turn on their fellow man if the correct pressure is applied. If there are sensible people among you, these notions may have struck you as they have me. I'm sending this now as a warning.
Do not play into their hands. They control our passage through the train. They may be watching us. We cannot assume they have our best interests at heart.
Conversely, even if you are able to stay your course? Never assume your neighbor can do the same. We are each uniquely strong and uniquely weak. A miscalculation may cost you your life.
I cannot say whether this is a dream, a simulation, or an alternate reality, though the latter requires tremendous suspension of disbelief. Regardless, we cannot assume that our actions on the train are without consequence. Act with caution, but most urgently, act with hope.
I appreciate your time in perusing this missive. I understand some find reading difficult. If you're so encumbered by your illiteracy, ask another passenger to read it for you. I will not be providing summation.
Thank you.
- Fukawa Toko
****ADDENDUM: Should anyone be approached by or glimpse a half white, half black bear, DO NOT ENGAGE. Contact me immediately and I shall deal with it.
@ fingerlickin
then there is a very interested, VERY ALOUD "oh?" so he goes back. ACTUALLY reads.]
What a clever girl.
The next morning or so...
Pressing X to doubt]
your sarcasm is thick enough to gag on
Just go away and look at dogs with the rest of them
me, 2 weeks later:
it'd probably be literally tho : )]
I've had enough of those annoying creatures. Don't mention them again.
I'm more interested in your thorough understanding of what it is truly like to lose hope. In breeding violence. Subjugation.
What sort of games have you seen?
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It strikes her as odd that he would openly admit to disliking dogs. They were the most popular pet worldwide, weren't they? Perhaps he's a cat person.
The rest of the message seems...well. She's reading into too much, probably. Besides, she's grateful to have someone take this missive seriously. The rest of these jerks have fried her last nerve.]
Mostly some form of commit murder among your peers, or avoid being murdered by the ones running the show. Usually with some false promises dangled in. Motives and challenges meant to play on your weaknesses. Anything that would drive a group apart.
There's usually duplicitous elements involved. The players are rarely given a view of the whole picture, and tricked into committing atrocities for nothing.
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but he's curious and curiosity killed the
cursecat. maybe he is a cat person. i'd say so. same attitudes.]So you've played such a game to show your strength over others? Good. How many atrocities have you committed to have survived this long, I wonder. Tell me.
[bush? what bush?]
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Also why do people keep assuming she was in the games?!??!? She said she's SEEN them, nothing else!! She's covered her tracks. How do they keep seeing through her flawless front?!?!?!!]
Why would you think the person telling everyone to band together and not commit atrocities was the perpetrator of them?
Anyone who killed in that game is already dead. The caveat was to murder another person and get away with it. They held trials after each body was found. If you were caught, you were executed. None of the survivors are guilty.
Were you hoping for a grisly bedtime story?
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[nasty.]
I want to know how many of you humans are worth keeping around. So I'll ask once more, human.
How many have you killed?
Danganronpa Spoilers
Oh...
Oh no.
This post was a huge mistake. Her entire existence was a mistake!!! What does she do?! She's signed her name and the directory is right there, he could identify her straightaway and track her down in person. Should she answer as Jill?
No no no no, she can't control her without the taser. And imitating her would be a total sham, there's no way she could keep it up. Besides which, she doesn't want people to know about any of that! Worse still, this guy's so messed up, he'd probably be twice as interested in the words of a literal serial killer!
Who the hell does this psycho think he is? What's all this about "humans"? Why is this happening to her?!
Several minutes later:]
I didn't come up with the games, and I didn't kill anyone myself.
If we must count something, then you could say I voted the blackened to be executed. There were three murderers in total, and we all had to vote them as guilty or die ourselves.
The fourth true execution was for the mastermind, who we uncovered and voted to death. They played by the rules and went willingly.
That's all.
[For this game. And even that's by heavy ommission.
Please get bored. She's nothing, pay her no mind....]
1/2
[Replied the psycho. Immediately. Wishes do come true.]
You didn't kill them yourself? And you made me wait so long for such a dumb answer. I should find you and kill you.
oh toko........
Or you're lying to me and that's not all. You had so much to say before. Are you scared now to reveal yourself to me?
Rests in pieces I guess
Shit fuck shitshitshit son of a bitch]
Sometimes the truth is underwhelming. I'm neither Vlad the Impaler nor the Marquis de Sade, I'm afraid.
[it's not lying if it's speaking in generalities, surely]
sweats
I don't like liars, Fukawa Toko. Is your hope that I'll leave you alone if you make it seem as though you've done nothing wrong? You are afraid, aren't you?
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okay okay don't panic just look him up first before you start assuming things, it can't be all that bad. Just think of a plan!! He can't be...
......
She squints at her phone for a hard second. Speaking frankly, she thought the username was about fried chicken or something. That theory is now blown far out the window. Please hold your threats a moment:]
"Ryomen Sukuna"? Like the ancient spirit?
1/2
And yet the chuckling (that Toko can't hear) dies off and his maniacal smile wilts. Threats on hold. Play the elevator music.]
So you looked me up and you recognize the name. Although you are to call me King of Curses, fool of a human.
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Maybe not a complete fool. Go on then, Fukawa Toko. You know the name of Ryomen Sukuna. Tell me how. I know you like to talk.
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finally selected the right dialogue optionThis makes...no sense. Does he think he's a youkai? But whatever kind of bullshit this is, she must attempt to appease. Maybe this whole train is a simulation and nothing is really real but she still would rather not die, so.]
I prefer to write actually.
But no matter. I only know of a short myth and quite a sparse one at that. Perhaps it's not entirely accurate. You may want to offer corrections where needed. [PLEASE don't shoot the messenger.]
Many hundreds of years ago in the Hida province, I believe under the reign of Emperor Nintoku, there was a specter with two faces. One was on the front of his head and the other on the back. Likewise he had four arms and four legs, and stood towering over the heads of all mortal men. He was unmatched in strength and clever as could be, adept with the bow and the sword alike.
He was said to disrespect the Imperial court and cause great suffering among men, so the Emperor sent his military commander, Takefurukuma no Mikoto, to vanquish him.
There are differing records on many accounts. Whether this Sukuna was merely expelled from the province or destroyed, his appearance, what his purpose was, etc. Though most call him a villain I know some in the Hida region worship him, and some even claim that he brought Buddhism to the region. There's no account of the battle as far as I know, and nothing to say of what became of Sukuna after.
Is this anything familiar to you?
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[Yes. Stroke his ego more. Tell him how cool he is. He likes it.]
You know the important parts, anyway, so I'm fine with that being the Ryomen Sukuna you know of. Don't forget it. In fact, it would do you well to tell others of Ryomen Sukuna. I'll allow you to be my prophet, Fukawa Toko.
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Toko is physically cringing away from the screen right now, just so you know.]
I will not forget it, I assure you. After all, I was able to recite it by heart just now.
Your prophet? I'm not certain I'm worthy.
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You're not, but you've caught my interest now.
I'll be keeping an eye on you.
[And he has four, he can spare one.]
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NO!!! STOP LOOKING AT ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
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Then farewell for now, King of Curses.
[that's too inviting isn't it
oh what does it matter, she's DEAD!!!
Somewhere in the korogu forest, there is a wail of desolation. A young girl has thrown herself face first in the dirt.
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