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Oma Kokichi (王馬 小吉) | Danganronpa ([personal profile] violetlies) wrote in [community profile] deercountry2022-03-31 04:46 am

Moderation isn't in my vocabulary

Who: Kokichi Oma + OPEN! Closed starters available by request.
What: Catch-all log for April! Includes TDM and Event prompts.
When: Throughout the month of April
Where: Depends on prompt

Content Warnings: All warnings for the TDM prompt will apply. Specific instances will be warned for depending on prompt, but there will be a big focus on disassociative/unreality-based themes.

Wild card prompts are available by request via plotting on Discord, messaging at [plurk.com profile] osomatsuniisan, or PM. ♥
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[personal profile] snakesdonthavelegs 2022-04-16 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ From across the street, a girl stares in rapt attention as the shimmering portal descends from the heavens, opening to reveal another world, with people she's never met. As Jessica takes a step forward to investigate, a boy charges out of a house and begins speaking to those on the other side.

She feels like she shouldn't see such a vulnerable, emotional moment from a stranger she never met, but her feet won't budge. After all, she had feared and yearned for the portals herself, has taken the long route on many walks in the event that fate decided to grant her one more moment with her family.

So Jessica watches as he declares his love for the boy on the other side, and as their reunion is cut short. She begins to hesitantly approach him as he falls, crying. That brief, tragic scene stirs so many feelings in her heart, not least of all sympathetic familiarity, no matter how she's tried to distance herself, become strong and independent.

When he runs, she chases after him, wondering in the back of her mind if she too might be able to experience a reunion. Would that heal her? Or just open her wounds again? ]


Wait, hold on! That's dangerous!

[ And it is, there are so many dangerous things wandering the streets, and she cannot kid herself that she's strong enough to fight any of them. But she can't leave him alone to face that danger. ]
Edited 2022-04-16 05:01 (UTC)
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[personal profile] snakesdonthavelegs 2022-04-20 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ At a dead sprint, he's able to outpace her, and for a moment she fears that she won't be able to catch up in time before something terrible happens to him. Death happens every day here, and she's by no means qualified to save anybody from a violent demise, but... the her that exists here was spared that horrible massacre. What right did she have to be spared? What was this life worth if she just stood by when she had the chance to prevent more tragedies? Already she can hear sounds ahead of them.

But then he stops, and she has a chance after all. She halts beside him, catching her breath. Perhaps it is only her imagination in the dark, but he looks so scared and desperate. Not that she, with her sallow skin and dull eyes, is a picture of health herself. ]


What? That's not— that's not how it works. They can't come through.

[ ...Right? That would be crazy. Because if all her family really could be saved from tragedy, then... the shimmering portals beyond are so beautiful. The promise of another life... of everybody safe and alive, and she just has to find it. It's too good to be true. She'd already fallen for the trap of the burning house. ]

...Right?

[ But what if she'd heard wrong? ]
Edited 2022-04-20 05:26 (UTC)
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[personal profile] snakesdonthavelegs 2022-04-27 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Jessica chews her lip, conflicted, a pointed incisor poking out. It's a wild shot in the dark for something that probably can't happen, but...]

Do you... really think they could come through?

[ She has to try. If she can save her family, even if it means bringing them here, to this nightmarish place. Surely there's a way that she can keep them safe. She can't leave them to be slaughtered by Sayo's madness and Eva's greed. ]

Yeah, I... I get it. At least let me come with you. We'll be safer that way.
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[personal profile] snakesdonthavelegs 2022-05-05 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jessica hesitates, chews at her lip with a pointed incisor, then nods firmly. If this chance is real... she can't give it up. ]

...Okay. But if nobody shows, we're going out of there.

[ She turns to him, offering her hand, smiling awkwardly, but confidently. ]

Jessica Ushiromiya.
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[personal profile] snakesdonthavelegs 2022-05-12 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ Even hardened by trauma and with her mind whirling with adrenaline at the present moment, some things about Jessica never change. To wit, the way she stammers and goes beet red when Kokichi mentions that embarrassing network post. ]

Oh, ahaha, um! W-Wahaha, sheesh, nobody's ever gonna forget that, huh?

[ Least of all Jessica. In a lot of ways it had enlightened her, about the people around her, and about herself. But there was no time to contemplate that time, embarrassing though it may have been. She nods, squeezes his hand, running off into the night with him, keeping her eyes peeled for more portals. She has no intention of letting this boy get hurt either. ]

Oh, that's a good idea! Should I send mine out too?

[ A phantasmal eagle appears on her shoulder, extending its impressive wingspan. With several mighty flaps, it lifts up into the dark sky. ]
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[personal profile] snakesdonthavelegs 2022-05-15 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jessica barks a short laugh, trying not to let show the complicated and pained nostalgia that rises up inside her at hearing somebody talk so excitedly about detectives.

Her omen draws lazy circles as it rises higher into the night, Jessica moderately amazed herself; she never knew it could do anything like this. But it's a bird, right? So why wouldn't it? ]


Yeah, sort of funny it'd be an eagle, but—

[ And then she freezes. Because her omen sees the portal too. She almost doesn't believe what she sees through those eyes, almost thinks it's some sort of wishful thinking conjured by her own desperation bleeding out from the still fresh wounds on her heart. But soon enough they round the corner, and she sees it with her own eyes.

Rokkenjima. It's unmistakeable. And... ]


Mom?!

[ Jessica and an elegantly dressed, but tired looking older woman stand in the hall of a mansion. The sound of rain is an incessant patter from outside the windows. The two of them are talking, Jessica looking concerned, but somewhat awkward, as though she's unused to conversing casually with her mother.

"Thank you for being considerate," her mother says, with a small smile.

"Yeah, um..."

"You were worried about me. I am alright now. I will go."

The Jessica in the portal fidgets awkwardly. Her hand goes to a pocket in her blazer, and she fishes something out of it, while the Jessica in Trench bangs her fist against the invisible barrier separating the worlds, shouting with all the considerable power in her lungs. There's undisguised panic on her face. ]


Mom! MOM!!! It's me, it's Jessica, can't you hear me?! You're in danger!

[ But there's no response from the other side. ]
Edited 2022-05-15 04:26 (UTC)
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[personal profile] snakesdonthavelegs 2022-05-18 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's not quite Battler, though it's true that her cousin, like the rest of her family brings up complicated and painful feelings, enmeshed in that tragedy as he was (no matter that he was essentially blameless in it). Rather she thinks of those times when Sayo really opened up, when their friendship was really close and she'd talk about her interests. Jessica never really got into mysteries, she rarely read much except manga, but she always liked hearing her friend get so excited about them. It's hard to know what to feel about those memories now. ]

Mom, listen, please!

[ It's not the other Jessica that turns to leave, but Natsuhi. Jessica continues crying after her, until the other Jessica pipes up. The Jessica in Trench goes entirely silent, straining to listen to her other self.

"Um, hey, mom! I, uh, was given a charm earlier. What was it, some kinda charm against magic? Um, you're supposed to hang it on your doorknob, or something. Ahaha... I forget... there's no reason for me to have it, though, so... I'm giving it to you."

"A gift?" Natsuhi sounds amused.

"S-Something like that! I mean, it's just... a toy, you can't expect it to actually work, but...

Jessica holds out a small plastic charm with a scorpion design, and much to Jessica's surprise, Natsuhi takes it, a warm smile lighting up her exhausted features. A smile that makes tears start to well up in the other Jessica's eyes.

"Thank you. I'll take good care of it. In return, how about I give you a charm that was important to me as a child?"

"Th-That's not really why I gave it to you... but, if you say so..."

"I'll get some sleep for now. My headache is terrible. Try not to stay up to late."

"Sure..."

Natsuhi turns to leave, and the portal abruptly winks out of existence, leaving a stunned Jessica staring at the space where her mother once was, the tears starting to run down her cheeks. ]


No... No! No, come back! Please, please please you have to come back! Mom!

[ She slumps to her knees and screams, all grief and frustrated rage and helplessness. She's going to die, isn't she? She's going to die and she could do nothing to help. ]
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[personal profile] snakesdonthavelegs 2022-06-01 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ When the next portal appears, Jessica doesn't notice it at first either. She only registers the sound of him crying too. Like her, he's mourning what he lost, what could have been, what he cannot reach. She turns silently to look at him, eyes lonely but welling with sympathy.

It's only when those voices appear from the portal that she turns, to watch another far-off, untouchable scene. She doesn't understand what she's seeing, what the significance of this is for Kokichi. ]


Oma-kun...

[ There's something in the scene she's seeing, and in the broken words of the boy beside her, that gives her a sickening sense of deja vu. There's no direct evidence of what's wrong here, or what will happen on the other side of the portal. But it's wrong, it makes her skin crawl, and it's at least partially the fault of the boy beside her. ]

What did you...

[ Seeing him there, sobbing before the people he has lost forever unavoidably reminds her of Sayo, grieving and self-flagellating. Utterly miserable, impossible to completely hate, despite the depths of her betrayal. Hesitantly, she puts a hand on his shoulder. ]

There's nothing we can change now, Oma-kun...