Despair Academy - A Game of Mutual Killing

Upon seeing the others grand and vivid memories swam back to Ayumu. Grand and vivid memories of why he hated highschool. Oh how he could count the ways and times he'd rather be at home playing video games, or card games, or board games. And here he though Hope's Peak Academy would be different. He sighed to himself. But social hierarchy was the last of his concerns at the moment. He'd woken up in the school with a strange bunch of fellow student with absolutely no one else around.

Hiroto Inoue...if he remembered correctly that one was a SHSL pilot. But his attitude just made Ayumu think he was a SHSL Douchebag. Insult his apperance? Check. Hitting on a chick? Check. Make a stupid joke? Check. Bonus points for hitting on said chick in a weird enviornment. Double Lightning Round bonus points because he immediately hit on another girl afterwards. He'd at best be the stupid side character to the protagonist in the game that always ended up dying quickly. Ayumu ignored his snide comment and turned away from him frowning.

The next girl was Ayako Ito. Wait...Ayako...Ayako...Ayako...Oh! Ayako Ito! She was the SHSL Internet Celebrity! Some of his fans were huge fans for her too but personally? He never saw the appeal in her. Then again he didn't see the appeal in a lot on non-gaming things. But hey, if his fans liked her maybe she wasn't as bad as Ayumu thought she'd be? At least she didn't outright insult her.

Misaki Takenaka, huh? Yeah he had 0 idea who she was. Apparently she was the SHSL Botanist? At least she seemed open to being friends with people.

Yuuki Yukimura. Just by looking at her he could tell what her SHSL talent was and Ayumu could connect the dots between her talent and name quickly. Even if he had no clue how one even became a SHSL Ganguro Girl he didn't want to question her. Those chicks could be super scary when they wanted to be. He perked up at her answers. "Oh! Thanks! ... W-wait! A ROBOT?!" This day was just getting worse and worse wasn't it.

All the strange confusion in his head broke when her heard a cute gasp from behind someone. The tan blonde girl walked over to Ayumu and he could immediately tell what was going to happen next. Yup, she was a fan of him. He grinned from ear to ear."Really? That's awesome! I'm always glad to meet a fan!" Ayumu shook the girls hand gently. "What's your name? And what's your talent? And what's your likes or dislikes or-!" Ayumu stopped himself short. He always got this way. Not even just around girls but around people in general. He'd always just go on and on without stopping because he didn't know where to stop. "You-you can just tell me your name and talent...eheheh..."

Of course he did hear that Powerpuff Girl lookalike behind him make some insult about his smell. Ayumu furrowed his eyebrows. Man in front of a fan too? How lame. He turned away frow the tan girl and frowned. "Like your one to talk Miss Mystery. You think any of us smell like roses?" Although that caused him pause. If no one here smelled exactly clean then how long had they been out? Ayumu knew for a fact he had a bath before he came to the school. Speaking of which he'd need to have a bath as soon as possible. He hoped that this school even had a place to bathe.

Lastly he noted that the majority of the group was splitting off from the entrance. "I'm going to stay here. I mean, I just got here...might as well stuck around a while, right?"

((ooc: i typed up this whole big ass post and it didn't go through, so i'm pissed))
Akira frowned as Hiroto began to pester him. This boy was so frustrating! Just ignore him, Akira. He thought. But Akira was too pissed to ignore Hiroto. "Hey guys," Akira began. "Does everyone else hear this annoying noise? It sounds like a cross between cats being slaughtered and nails being scraped down a chalkboard." With those last words, he glared straight at Hiroto, grinning a tiny bit.

When Rin asked her question, Akira shook his head. "I woke up what seemed to be a gym." He said, frowning. The girl had assumed the role of leader, and Akira didn't really mind. Normally, he'd try and lead, but he knew that if he did, Hiroto would be fighting with him the whole way.

Speaking of the boy, Akira caught himself taking occasional glances at him. Ugh! This was infuriating. Maybe...Maybe Akira should just apologize for being so rude. While he was at it, he should probably apologize to the split-ends girl as well. She wasn't here though, so he'd save that for later. 

Wait. What was Akira thinking!? Akira? Apologize? Those words didn't belong in a sentence together unless the words separating them were 'does not'. 

After all, Hiroto had started it. 

But still... Akira found himself grabbing Hiroto's wrist. "Uh. I...uh....just wanted to say...uh," Akira frowned. NOPE. ABORT MISSION. He couldn't do this. But still... "I'm sorry." Akira spat out the words, and immediately regretted them. So, quickly, he spoke again. "I'm sorry that you're a SHSL Douchebag! Oooooh!" 

Hiroto felt a pang of hurt at the other boy's harsh words, but plastered on a grin anyway. Stay cool, he told himself. "Harsh, Pinkie,"he said. What had originally started out as playful poking fun at the boy had turned into all-out war for the pilot. Akira's sass had caught him off guard; usually when he messed with other boys they would swear and come up with a lame comeback before brushing it off, but not Akira. No, it seemed he took it to heart, or at least held grudges.

Rin's cute voice interrupted his thoughts. "I don't think any of us did," he guessed, then shrugged. "But who knows, man." He had woken up in a hallway by the bathrooms, which was, if his sense of direction was right (which it probably was - he was a pilot, after all), in the opposite way.

His heart jumped when someone grabbed his hand and his hopes skyrocketed. Was it Rin, or some other cute girl? He ran a hand through his hair before turning around and saying, "Yes, beautiful?" His smile wavered when he realized who had grabbed his wrist, and he quickly pulled his hand away. "What is it, Pinkie?" he said, trying to hide his embarrassment. I just called the hairdresser beautiful, he thought. Awkward. He smiled at the other boy's apology, but then, just as quickly as the  apology came, harsh words followed. He scowled and narrowed his eyes. "Harsh," he said again. He'd been called a douchebag before, but never had it actually hurt. His mind reeled as he tried to come up with a comeback, and finally he spoke up, saying the first thing that came to mind: "At least... at least I'm not a flamboyant gay guy who gets a bit too excited by hair styles!"

[ooc: yeah proboards is acting up so a good idea would be to copy your post before you post it just in case]    

    Ayako was quickly and deeply regretting joining this group. Would these two ever stop fighting? I don't think I can take a whole school year of this, she thought to herself grimly. She wanted to smack some sense into them, but she's never hit someone in her life, it probably wouldn't even hurt, she was totally weak. Ayako looked at her scrawny, fashion body and grimaced at the lack of muscle, and then looked at Rin, who was chock full of muscle. The famous internet idol felt a pang of jealousy, but decided to move towards the powerful looking girl just to get away from the fighting.

    Once Ayako made her way next to Rin, she turned her head to Yuuki, who had just joined them. She motioned her hand in a way that signaled "Come over here, with us." She then heard more nasty insults thrown through the air, Akira and Hiroto were born to hate each other, she could tell. That, or they wanted to bang, but that was incredibly unlikely. 

    The SHSL Internet celebrity got a bit too fed up with the noise the boys were causing, "Can you guys quiet down a bit, please, It's really not helping my nerves with all this hostility in the air, but I'm not like, weak or anything." She lied.

[ooc: Hey yeah late to the party, forgive the intro]

"Good god you cannot be serious."

Business was important for Hideyoshi, he had everything he needed for life laid out in front of him with zero potential for complications and the board comes to THIS agreement?

Saito-Corp, his pride and joy, the fruit of all his work staffed by the people he had chosen had turned on him, his employees averaging almost 10 years on top of his current age had led them to see him as a child still, not their boss.

"It'll be great publicity, Child-CEO to attend Hope's Peak!"

"Saito-Corp sponsors the future with Hope's Peak!"

"Most of all think of what you'd LEARN!"

Ugh, learning, he had learned all he needed to turn his Father's food stand at the docks into the great financial tycoon it was today, it began with food, then utensils, the metal that made them, the money that bought them, heck, even the banks that held the money to buy the metal to make the utensils to eat the food! Saito-Corp was branching out and now he couldn't enjoy the fruits of his labour.

He stood at the Hope's Peak gates. 

Basic, he thought, there was not a lot adorning the surrounding walls or grounds and Hideyoshi was instantly struck with an overwhelming sense of superiority to the establishment, maybe they needed a better financier? 

With a quick stride he met the front doors to the school, a brief glance at his watch told him he was just in time, if not a teensy bit late, but who minds that? Better late than never.

"Ooooh this ain't right."

Hideyoshi hit the floor faster than his arms could respond, allowing him to french kiss it with his face's entirety.

With a rather exasperated breath Hideyoshi Saito was regaining his senses, bright lights shone above him, providing him with a lovely view of pipework rattling away and.. something burning?

Looking to his right, not trying to get up, he noticed a shutter half closed in a lazy attempt to prevent people in or out of the room. Rather begrudgingly he pulled himself to his feet and sauntered over to the shutter, ducking under it.

Straightening himself out he ignored the repeated cries and yells coming from somewhere in the building, the last thing he wanted was a whole bunch of introductions.

She realized Ito made a sign for her to come over closer to her and Fujioka and did as she said. Maybe they could become friends and talk about clothes or something, that'd be nice!

"No problem, I'm fine" She said to Fujioka. nervously, but smiling a bit. She and her boyfriend were unlucky enough to witness her boyfriend's best friend getting into some fights with some members of a rival biker gang. More than once, actually. But even if she had almost grown used to it, it didn't make her dislike violence any less, in fact, just the opposite.

Tachibana's reaction to what Inoue said had been... Powerful, as if Inoue had touched a delicate issue. Maybe she was right about the two, maybe she wasn't but she didn't gave a fuck about that at the momebt because Akira seemed to be upset. Like, very, very upset.

But maybe demonstrating being too worried about Akira could hurt his manly pride or whatever. She wanted to help him, wondered how she could. Meh, she'd say whatever and hope for the best. "You ok, Tachibana?"

Inoue had realized he had been an asshole and apologized, but maybe Akira was too hurt to accept that. Goddamnit, things were getting complicated.