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Stop me if you've heard this one. 15 to 16 people wake up in a room with no memory of how they got there. What they do know is that they are the best of the best, Ultimates. Then before them appears someone black and white, clearly not human. They're told that in order to survive they have to kill each-other.
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Now of course, the very idea sounds insane right? After all people aren't born killers. Not to mention that these people don't even know each-other, for the most part. There may be a few connections here and there but nothing more. There aren't big enough motives to kill eachother, not yet anyways.
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But hope crumbles, like most things. One day, someone finally snaps. The next? A body is discovered. There's panic rising up. But they can't give up yet. Not unless they want to be the next in line to die. Because they can avenge their killer in less than 2 hours in a trial.
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Using their best skills they manage to find the killer. Perhaps they scream out in fear. Perhaps they accept their fate. Perhaps they still deny this is real. Their reactions vary but by the end of it, they're dead.
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It repeats again and again and again and again. The second killer seems to have the most unexpected reasons. Two victims usually caught by the third's hands. The strong ones are usually out by the fourth.
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There are of course variations on the order, but there's never more than 5 trials before the students decide they've had enough. They're going to find the mastermind and end the game, return to the real world, return to normal lives, etc.
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The only problem is, when the mastermind is revealed, it's revealed they can't. They can't return to their old lives. They can't go back to the old world. No matter how much they hope or despair, it won't end the game. It goes on and on and no one is going to stop that.
...At least that's what I thought anyways. I thought that Danganronpa would never die....
Tsumugi:...*writing down notes*
Yet here I am at the end of Danganronpa.
The signs were all there. First Kokichi and Kaito almost outsmarting everyone. Then Kiibo's Antena gets broken. Next Kiibo's tried to break the dome. And now? Everyone in the audience is leaving, slowly but surley. The online watchers have signed off and the comments are at an all time minimum.
It's sad really. Team Danganronpa worked so hard on the script. It was all going so well before Angie destroyed that flash back light.
...No, it's not Angie's fault. It's not Shuichi 's either. It's not Kiibo's, not Kaito's, maybe a little bit Kokichi but mostly? It's mine. I failed to keep the script in check and now I've paid the price for it.
I'm about to be crushed by a rock. Kind of like that Coyote character in those western cartoons. Only difference is I won't be alive and have some funny gag play after words. I'm going to die. If I died that would not have been the end. But they're going to die as well. That is the end. If no one is left to play the game, it won't go on.
And besides, I don't want to live in a world without Danganronpa anyways. I may have told a few fibs about the outside world being completely peaceful, but everyone loved Danganronpa. It was everyone's killing game. Now everyone hates Danganronpa. It's a killing game for no one....
I put my notebook away, the one that logged the history of the game form my perspective, and waved.
Besides me stands the bear, Monokuma. The emboidment of hope and despair, though mainly despair. He may not be "alive" necessarily, but he is "sentient" enough to be considered company.
Monokuma:*crying* Don't worry my dear Monokubs, daddy's going to see you again soon. *angry* And he's going to make sure that you are extra grounded!Tsumugi:You know if Angie hadn't destroyed the darn flashback light, we could've connected them to the Warriors of Hope. It may have been a bit plain to see, but it would've made for a nice call back.Monokuma:Well we can't be focusing on the "what if"s now, Shirogane. It's over. We finally lost. It's the end of Danganronpa as we know it.Tsumugi:..."as we know it?"Monokuma:Hm? Something up?Tsumugi:Do you think that's it's possible that it might be...remade in someway?Monokuma:Maybe. But we won't be around to see it. As marketable as I am, they probably want to see a new face take the stage. Not to mention the branding issues.Tsumugi:Yeah. Speaking of which....
For a brief moment I turn back into Junko Enoshima, the Ultimate Fashionista. It's only cosplay sure, but it's Ultimate Cosplay, so it really looks like the real Junko is here.
"Junko":*smiling* Thanks again for watching the show through all these years. We really appericate it! *blushing in glee* It's such a shame that it has to end, it fills me with such despair. *queen form* Unfortunately, dear subjects this will likely be the last you see of me. So please soak it up while you can.
But then I'm back to me, not the real me, the character me, Tsumugi Shirogane. I don't know if there ever was a "real" me to begin with. I'm just a character meant to be disposed, no matter what they said back in the trial. I'm waving once again but my true expression is shown through the cracks. It is of sadness.
...I don't want to live in this world, but I'm also not ready to die either.
Tsumugi:Goodbye.
Well, at least even in the end mastermind will get executed. At least we'll manage to keep that part of the endnig of the story the same. It's such a shame though too. We worked really hard on that set for season 54 of the show. It was going to be called "DanganronpaTake 54:Dramatic Hope and Comedic Despair" and it would've taken place on a-
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P.O.V ???*A TV turns on*"Warning:TTS Voice:The following tape is meant to be viewed by ███████ of dimension NDRV32016. if you are not ███████ of dimension DRV32016 or someone related to them then please contact us at 1-800-****-*** so we can take back the tape and give it to it's rightful owner, if you are not in a position to do so yourself. Distribution of this tape is unauthorized and will be met with somewhat severe legal action but very few action in general.
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Felix:Congratulations dear, ███████! I Felix the Cat, am here to annouce that you have been selected for the rooster of newbies in this years ULTIMATE CONVENTION!*CHILDREN APPLAUDING SFX*Felix:That's right! Among trillions and gazillions of universes we have decided that you have earned the title of being an Ultimate!...Felix:Huh? What's an Ultimate? Why I'm so glad you asked!
Felix:The term Ultimate can mean many things, but this particular version is similar to a version coined by Hope's Peak Academy High School of Dimension DR12A3HD-2013. Also known as Ultimate Talent or Super High School Level, this is a title that refers to people who are the very best at what they do. Back then the term was mostly used to describe high school students between the ages of 15 through 18, though there have been some older due to being held back or younger due to skipping a few grades.
Felix:However after an incident known as the tragedy...the title was put under supension and the school was closed down for a bit. That was until a few years after it ended.
Makoto:It wasn't until a few years after the tragedy finally reached it's end did the school finally reopened the doors to the public with a new headmaster. His name Makoto Naegi, Ultimate Hope and Lucky Student of Class 78. He's also the co-founder of this very convention along side his wife Kyoko Kirigri, Ultimate Detective of Class 78. Whose the other co founder you may be asking?
Felix:Why it's me! The Ultimate Traveller, Felix the clean cut cat, eat all my vegetables, brush floss daily and never make noises in public! But it won't just be me and Naegi there. We've got roughly 20000 others from across the multiverse! Why just look at the talent we've scouted out this year.
Felix:This year for the first time ever we'll be adding a Cartographer, Marine Biologist, Gardener and Police Officer to our roster of talents to attend!
Of course there's many other talents that we've had to add in, like Ultimate Assassin, Musician, Pop Sensation, Fashionista and-
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Felix:Now, with all that information in mind, I bet you're probably wondering, just what my Ultimate talent is? What was it that I was recognized for that allowed me to attend this honorable place? Well I'm here to tell you that the answer is-
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P.O.V Our Protagonist
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Do you ever get a feeling like you don't belong somewhere? Like compared to everyone else, you don't fit in? That unlike everyone else
That's how I felt right now. Though, it's hard for anyone to really "fit in" in this particular situation when everyone here at this particular bus stop so different. To my left side, a horse with wings and and beautiful purple hair. Behind her, A muscular man wearing a black cap that seems to cover his eyes but a cold expression on his face. To my right, what appears to be a green haired woman with eyes as red as blood carrying an umbrella, floating in the air. Behind her? A raccoon wearing what appears to be some sort of science fiction outfit.
And then there's me. An ordinary looking girl with brown hair tied into a pony tail. Compared to some of the others in my home dimension, I'm a bit more..."bland" looking. That isn't to say I don't appreciate my talent, nor do I hate myself enough to say that I'm bad at my job. I think I'm pretty good at what do. But compared to tons of others here, who feel confident enough to say they're the best I...I'm not so sure I fit under that category.
And yet, I was choosen to be an Ultimate. But why? Why me out of the countless other reporters that could've gone. I'm far from a Louis Lane type of person and I wasn't even technically employed at the place until recently. So why was I chosen to be an Ultimate?
Protagonist:...Ah, right. I should probably introduce myself. My name is Regina Patterson.
1/18NAME:REGINA PATTERSON (REPORTER)SPECIES:HUMANNATIONALITY:JAPANESE-AMERICANGENDER:CISGENDER FEMALE (SHE/HER)AGE:18SEXUALITY:BISEXUALDIMENSION CODE:RHTP-SMB-NTD-2003TALENT:REPORTERLIKES:RHYTHMDISLIKES:AMBIGUOUS ANSWERS
I'm 18 years old and live with my parents along side my sister Patrica. She's a famous baseball pitcher and the leader of our hometown baseball team, the Beat Town Bats despite only being 16.
I too have somewhat of a sports related career, though I don't actually play sports. I am currently enrolled as a reporter for the Nintendo Times of KRIQ. My specialty is ringside interviews with wrestlers. I have interviewed others before, including a strong spokesman, a really rich guy, and a lying principal. There was one with a clown that turned into an all out brawl, but that's another story.
You'd assume that would make me famous or something like that, but nope. While I am a far from somewhat who could be called unpopular, there aren't exactly fan clubs of reporters lining up to see me preform. That's fine, I didn't really need fame. Of course, if I was famous then maybe that would at least give some explanation to why I was here. But Im not. The only memorable I had was my first and-
???:Hey excuse me, are you an Ultimate too?Regina:Huh?
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I turned around to see who said that. It was a girl wearing what seemed to be a pink cardigan over a blue school uniform. Her blonde hair was neatly combed and she seemed to have on a red bow tie. There was something sad in her pink eyes, though you can't see them since the artist decided not to draw them. I recognized the feeling right away. It was sadness. When she spoke again however there seemed to be annoyance.
??? (Blonde Haired Girl):Didn't you hear me? I asked if you were an Ultimate.
I didn't know how to respond to that. I'm usually more of someone who asks questions rather then be the one to answer them. Guess it just comes form the gig.
So instead of me answering, someone else answered her question. He was a small cat wearing a blue jumpsuit with green googles. A zipper could be seen from the front of them as it was really big. Almost as big as his red nose. This particular cat was one of the two who drove me out here. He spoke with a bit of an accent similar to your average New Yorker.
??? (Cat):Yeah. That would be correct-o mundo kid. Everyone you see here was chosen for the convention to become one. That of course, includes yours truly. Names Spitz Laggard, Ultimate Taxi Shotgun at your service.
18/18NAME:SPITZ LAGGARDSPECIES:YELLOW CATNATIONALITY:ITALIAN AMERICANGENDER:TRANSGENDER MALE (HE/HIM)AGE:40SEXUALITY:GAYDIMENSION CODE:WWIG-SMB-NTD-2003TALENT:TAXI SHOTGUNLIKES:STARRY SKIESDISLIKES:TRAFFICLike most good reporters, I did a bit of research about some of the Ultimate that would be attending this year, along with a bit of research about a few others. Of course I don't remember them all, and what I do remember is very spare for most. Not to mention that the information I do have may just be rumors and gossip. Spitz is a different case. His dimension, WWI2003 and my own dimension, RHTSGFM2006 are linked together via core dimension SMB1985 which in itself is a connection to DK1981. As such I know a bit more about his dimension and him then the others. So here's what I know about the feline himself.
Spitz Laggard and his partner Dribble Stellato (a bulldog) work together at Diamond City Taxi, which is basically a taxi service for the island city known as, you guessed it, diamond city. While Dribble the one whose doing the driving, Spitz usually sits in the front seat next to him also known as shotgun. The taxi itself seems to be moderately fair in terms of price but the places this particular taxi can go is far beyond what can be consider normal. Why, they even went to the furthest reaches of outer space at one point. Actually they seem to be going galactic a lot more then not now a days. I guess aliens pay really well...or maybe they don't.
Regina:*smiling* Nice to meet you. I'm Regina Patterson, the Ultimate Reporter what about you. *nervous*??? (Blonde Haired Girl)*looking to side* It's Kaori. Kaori Akamatsu. I'm one of this years Lucky Picks. Though I'd say that I'm far from Lucky myself.Spitz:What d'ya mean you're not lucky? Kid you've been chosen out of billions, trillions, gazillions of other persons to be where you are now. You've been chosen as one of the best! If you don't think that's not even a little bit lucky then I may as well be a monkey's uncle!Kaori:*looks to the side* Yeah. I guess.Regina:*comforting* Hey, I know the feeling of not fitting in. I mean I'm still wondering why the heck I was choosen to be the Ultimate Reporter when there's so many other good reporters out there. I've never had doubts about the reporter part, I am a reporter, that much I'm certian off. It's the "Ultimate" part feels forced. I've never broken a news story before and the stuff I usually do is usually fluff or sports stuff.Kaori:It's not that which is bugging me.Regina:*inquiring* Well then what is it?Kaori:*shakes head* I'd rather not talk about my tragic back story to complete strangers I'll never meet again.Regina:Reporter's instinct tells me she's hiding something, but it might be personal. It's okay, I'm not going to force you to do anything I don't want to. *hands behind back* I'm not even on reporting duty anyways. Consider this my 7 day vacay.Spitz:I sure wish I could say that it's a vacay for me too, but me and Dribble actually got ourselves a little panel about safe driving in the empty black void of space. If you want I can give you a pamphlet now, it's only 50 dollars, or 75000 yen.Kaori:*apologetic* That's the one at 6:30 today right? Maizono Hall, floor 2 room 205? *looks at schedule*Spitz:*estatic* That's the one.Kaori:*sighs* Sorry, I won't have time to attend. I've got other business to attend too. *looks at schedule* "How to get Revenge on your fellow objects" by "Ice Cube of dimension BFDIJNJ2010, the Ultimate Revenger" on floor 3's ballroom. Lasts from 6 to 7.Regina:*worried* "How to get Revenge?" That certainly isn't raising any red flags.Spitz:I see. Well we've got a second one tomorrow at 1 o'clock if ya wanna attend-
Before the yellow cat could finnish his sentence, however she walked off.
Spitz:*shrugs* Eh, worth a shot I geuss.Regina:*suprised* Huh, I'm suprised about how well you handled it.Spitz:Why? You'se got to remeber, that I've dealt with waaaay worse on the road, rainbow or on ground. It's all about staying cool, like when dealing with customers.Regina:*smiling sweatdrop* Well you certinally didn't have as big of a road rage as your partner did, but considering you had a bazooka I'm willing to bet that your definition of calm is a far cry as my own.Spitz:Speaking of customers, you wanna get one?Regina:Huh? Me?Spitz:I mean my partner did drove ya all the way to this bus stop and it's only 50 bucks.Regina:*thinking* Well...I...uh...I didn't really have anything planned at that time. Then again it is kind of late and if I don't go and buy it then it's just 50$ wasted. Honestly 50$ is a bit much for a pamflet...but this is a more rare topic and...
Like I said, great at asking questions, terrible at answering them.
Spitz:*apologetic* You know what? We already made you pay a hefty fee on the way in here why not just have this one on me? I'm sure Dribble won't mind if I hand out one little freebie, especially considerin' he's probably dealing with a lot more traffic then necessary on the way there.Regina:*smiling* Thanks that means a lot.Spitz:It's no problem. I love Dribble, but with how he was ragin' earlier gonna get in a jam one way or another. Sure he may have the Dribble Drive, but with this bus, we'll make it to the con in Spitzy speedIRegina:Haha, yeah. It's odd though, Spitz and Dribble usually do all the driving together. And did the feline's pocket always have that rectangular bump in the middle of it? When could he have gotten it and from where? It had to have been when he used the restroom. It did take a bit longer then expected, and earlier we did pass a-Spitz:Oh, speakin' of the bus, guess what I see?
There approaching our location was the bus. It looked to be similar to an ordinary bus with the words "Ultimate Convention" sprayed on the side. Had it not been for the official logo plastered on it then I might have assumed it was a decoy. But no, it was real all right. Heck the dirver was even the Ultimate Elementary School Teacher of the first year.
Miss Frizzile:Seatbelts everyone!??? #1:Where I come from we say every pony!??? #2:That was fast. Way faster then the traffic back at-??? #3:-watch where you're going! I didn't even-??? #4:Thank you Miss Frizzile.
So many words were said. So many people got on before me. Soon before I knew it, after Spitz had made it up, it was my turn to step on the bus.
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There was a moment hesitation as I went up those ladder, after all I still didn't know why I was chosen to become an Ultimate and I still didn't know if I was worthy of the title or not.
It was only a moment though. I still didn’t know why I was chosen, but I was chosen none the less. I’d already come this far. Figured that it was too late to back out now.
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Perhaps I should’ve hesitated a bit longer though. Because the moment I reached the top staircase of the bus I became a bit dizzy. It was hard to move properly and it felt at any moment I could fall over.
Regina:M-maybe it would be better once I reached my seat?
Did I say that? Did I think that? Did someone else say it? I didn't know. All I knew is that it was worth a shot. Actually I didn't know it, but what other choice did I have? No seriously what other choice? It was hard to think of anything else to do. I tried to walk there but I felt so tired. It was hard to comprehend anything at this point. Did I reach it? Did I collapse before hand? I...can't remember that.
What I do remember is that the place I woke up in next was not the convention of hope, but instead a place of pure despair.
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P.O.V Regina
Darkness.
That was all I could see when I first woke up, nothing but pre darkness. It was even darker then the night. It was like my eyes were still closed, but I knew for a fact they were open. Had I gone blind!?
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Spitz(?):Oi, you good kid? You've been lying down on the ground there a while now. It's honestly gettin' a little bit concerning.
Oh, no wait. I'm just lying down.
Not wanting go worry any of my fellow passengers any more I decided to get up.
Regina:*confused* Huh, the bus floor is a lot more green then I remember. *looks to the left* And where on earth is the seat? I thought I was getting towards them and...*looks to the right* Wait a moment...why's there a green screen on the bus.
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Regina:*realization* Wait a moment, this isn't the bus at all! How did we get here!?
Like I said, better at asking questions then answering them.
Spitz:*regretful* Unfortunately I'm just on clueless on that as I am. Last thing I remember was finding my seat on the bus. Next moment? Brain seemed to hit the breaks and I was out cold. Judgin' by that question your reaction, that about sums up your situation to.Regina:You got that right. So after the black out I imagine you woke up here too and tried to wake me up.Spitz:Now it's you who got it right. Brain eventually reved back up, and so I sat up. Then I noticed you were here too. I tried to wake you up, but you didn't. You were layin' on that floor for 15 minuetes, which in human time would be 1 minute, if I aged like a regular cat that is.Regina:So I was only laying down there for a minute?Spitz:I dunno. I don't know how long we were knocked out for. I don't have any sorta watch on me and I don't even know what day of the week it is.Regina:Well is there anything you do know?
*Sound Effect*Spitz:...The money you paid me was more than twice the amount that Wario pays me for those micro-games of his!*Sound Effect*Regina:...*annoyed* That's because he doesn't pay you anything, and I was talking you about the situation.*Music*Spitz:Well as I mentioned I only woke up 15 minutes ago, which is 1 in human time, so I really don't have any ideas. *looks to the left* But maybe they do.Regina:"They?" *looks in that direction* O-oh shoot! I didn't see you there sorry.As I looked to the left the "they" he was referring to I was shocked to see what I saw before me. That stutter wasn't just out of embarrassment, it was a bit of fear too. What was standing in front of me were a pair of zombies! In my world we we've already made first contact with alien life forms. Similarly, ghosts are common both among haunted houses and record labels. I had never been face to face with a zombie though!
That said only one of the two of them seemed real threatening. The first one, sans the rotting flesh and green skin, looked like an ordinary girl. Heck, if it weren't for any of her more grotesque features I may have confused her for just another high school student. Heck, maybe she came from a world where everyone WAS a zombie and she was average.
Plain Jane Zombie:*sighs* It's fine, I'm used to that feeling of not being seen anyways.
It was the...thing next to her that I was nervous about. At least the girl had some resemblance to a human being. The other guy though? It didn't even look human, but more like some sort of mashup between man and machine, with the man having been stuffed inside it. Definitely something worthy of a horror movie.
Creepy Bunny Zombie:*tilts head*...*waves hand* Hello there little bunny.Regina:*creep out* OH SHIT YOU TALK TOO AND YOUR VOICE IS NOT AT ALL NORMAL.Spitz:Hey excuse me you two, but me and my friend here would prefer not to become a new batch of Night of the Living Dead Victims. Though we may both look like pretty appetizing appetizers to you, our brains aren't as tasty as one would think they are.Plain Jane Zombie:Huh? Why would I want to eat you? *ecstatic* Ooh! This somewhat reminds me of an anime about a several cat and an amnesiac girl!Regina:*confused* Isn't that what zombies do? E-eat your brain like in the movies?Plain Jane Zombie:*disappointed* Ah, right, that. So it wasn't a hallucination in the mirror. *calming* Don't worry though, I'm not going to try to eat your brains. I think we can survive just fine on dried squid, or at least Saga type Zombies are. *scared* I'm not going to end up like that guy!Creepy Bunny Zombie:How dare you say that! I would never devour the ones that I love. Especially not on their happiest day, nor the day when I have become one with the creation I so dearly loved.Spitz:*rolls his eyes* F*ckin' furries, I tell ya.Regina:*eyebrow raised* Looks whose talking, literally. You're literally a talking cat.Plain Jane Zombie:*pointing* To be fair the furry fandom have contributed way more to culture in today's modern society, especially in terms of art. *thinking* I mean what other fandom has the creative mind to use the blueberry gum from Charlie the Chocolate Factory in so many ways?...B-but we're getting off topic.Regina:R-right. So to verify you're not going to eat us right?Plain Jane Zombie:You have my word. *pointing up* That said, maybe try giving me some squid just to be safe.Creepy Bunny Zombie:My word is as golden. Just like the fur on my belly.Regina:...*concern* His fur is more greenish-yellow then anything, but I think he's telling the truth there. Besides if they change their mind and decide to have my brain for breakfast, I won't be going down without a fight. I'll use the punch-kick and punchi-punchi-go-pow strategies like that karate man and his junior taught me to do.
Spitz:*excited* Great! Now then, since we know that brains aren't on the menu mind telling' us what you know about this place?Plain Jane Zombie:Hmm, well I don't know how I woke up here and form what I've gather this rabbit-man thing doesn't know either.Creepy Bunny Zombie:Indeed it's a mystery to where this is. But it's not so much a mystery as to what this is.Plain Jane Zombie:Yes! I think that we might be in a movie studio!Regina:A movie studio?
That would explain the green screen behind me, and the camera in front of me. It also would explain the chair that says "director" on it and the shinning studio lights above us. It would explain the directors chair with a coffe machine next to it.
And there's also writing on the wall that says"Studio A". so that may have been obvious
That said there were some things that looked like they didn't belong in a movie theater, like that weird looking monitor with those speakers attached. Or that digital clock on the wall that displayed the time. 18:00? That's 6 PM and we only left at half past noon. We were out for at least 5 and a half hours. And of course...
Regin It's strange though, I don't remember a movie studio being mentioned in the convention pamphlet though. That is, even assuming this even is the Ultimate Convention.Tsumugi:The Ultimate Convention?....Wait! You guys are Ultimates too?Regina:Yeah. I'm Regina Porter by the way, I'm the Ultimate Reporter. and this is Spitz Laggard.Spitz:*adjusts googles* The Ultimate Taxi Shotgun at your service.Regina:Since you said "Ultiamates too" that likely means you've got a talent of your own. What is it?Plain Jane Zombie:*thinking* Uuuuhhhhhmmmm...Regina:Oh shoot is she loosing her grip on her sanity and getting ready to bite? *getting in defensive position*Remember Punch then Kick, Never kick then punch.Plain Jane Zombie:*thinking*...Spitz:No...I think we may have accidentally turned her to stone.Regina:And how would you do that? Your googles don't have any magical powers in them do they?Plain Jane Zombie:*thinking*...Regina:What if she wasn't really human at all and just some programmed manequin or something?Spitz:Nah, we definitely saw her move. Mannequins may have voice recorders inside them, but you ain't gonna see them movin' on their own any time soon.Regina:You never know until you poke her. *pokes herm thinking pose* Just as I thought. It's porcelain. It's not. She's real, and surprisingly squishy too. *smiling* Come on try it! It's really fun!Spitz:Nice try kid, I ain't fallin' for that. Look she's movin' again.Plain Jane Zombie:*annoyed* If I had a nickel for every time someone I thought I was an inanimate and poked me object I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice.Regina:*disapointed* Rats, plan failed.Plain Jane Zombie:Sorry for the delay, I guess I'm still not used to being a member of the undead. But I remeber my talent. *excited* My name is Tsumugi Shirogane, in life I held the title of Ultimate Cosplayer, and in death...I guess I still hold that title?
7/18NAME:TSUMUGI SHIROGANESPECIES:ZOMBIEGENDER:DEMIGIRL (SHE/HER AND THEY/THEM)NATIONALITY:JAPANESEAGE:16?SEXUALITY:LESBIANDIMENSION CODE:DRV3-DNG-SC-2017TALENT:COSPLAYERLIKES:EVA FOAMDISLIKES:DISORDERLY QUEUESHuh...strange. You know I don't remember reading about an Ultimate Cosplayer while doing my research on the Ultimates. Closest I got was Konata Izumi who worked in a cosplay cafe, but she was the first Ultimate Lucky Pick, not the Ultimate Cosplayer. At the same time, Cosplay and Conventions are two words that are so linked together in my brain that it doesn't feel wrong to say it either. In fact, I'm more surprised that my research didn't lead me to discover multiple people with the Ultimate Cosplayer talent in it. I even brought a few cosplays myself, though they definetly weren't cheaply made. But why was this girl the "Ultimate Cosplayer?"Tsumugi:*hand on cheek* Are you surprised by that talent? Your long silence made it seem like you were ignoring me and after I thought so long and hard to find my answer. *upset* You must be, considering how plain I am. I'm just an accomplice to the synopsis it's plain to see. I'm to plainly plain! I'm the plainest of Janes!Spitz:*comforting*Hey don't say that! I'm sure most plain Janes don't have Blue Hair and Pronouns like you do...or rotting flesh for that matter! *emberassed* It's just, what exactly IS cosplay.Tsumugi:*pointing excitedly* I'm glad you asked! You see, cosplay the practice of dressing up as a character from a movie, book, or video game....according to google anyways. *sighs* That being said, I'm not as interested in cosplay itself but rather the process of costume creation. It kind of makes fictional characters real...you know what I'm saying.Regina:Costume desinging isn't an easy thing and I doubt any Plain Jane could do anything like that! Wonder what made you get into it?Tsumugi:Ah, I'd rather not get to much into my tragic backstory yet, not when we're barley even level 5 friends yet. With that said. being level 1 does mean we can talk about our favorite shows. This may sound silly, but sometimes I go watch the children's anime Doraemon. My personal favorite episode of it is the 53rd one, there's a lot of security cameras involved in it, oh and target practice too.Spitz:*confused* What are you talking about, the 1972 Doraemon show ended on 52 episodes and though the more recent anime does have 53 episodes, that one is about a teleporting bathtub.Regina:*thinking* That may be true in our home dimensions, the Ultimate Convention takes place throughout the multiverse and there's infinite possiblities in it.Spitz:Right, I keep forgetting we aren't all from the same place. Maybe in her dimension, there was a Doraemon series that had it or one the previous series' episode 53 changed in yours.Tsumugi:I'd love to talk about that episode in detail then if you'd like.Regina:Thanks but right now we still don't have any idea what's happening so we'll have to wait for another time.Tsumugi:Ah, I see...*embarrassed* Well, I'll just be here plainly standing by as a bystander, too plain to matter.Spitz:Don't say that kid. I'm sure you matter to someone!Regina:*arms up* Yeah, have confidence in yourself.Tsumugi:*dead eyed stare*...*smiling* Thanks I will.Creepy Bunny Zombie:I hate to interupt this conversation, but there was one thing of note when I was searching through this place. *hands Regina something* It's a note.;Regina:Was the pun intended or not?Spitz:*curious* Well what's it say?
Regina:It's a bit hard to make out, but I think it says "Welcome! Please Enjoy your stay, it's gonna be a while." and it's signed by someone named M.X. They also drew a cute little dralwing of some sort of creature at the bottom.Spitz:*relization* Oh I know this one! That's an axolotl. They're quite common in New Mexico.Tsumugi:Actually most of them are found in Lake Xochimilco, the last remaining native habitat for them in the world! Got that by watching the one where those animals were anime girls. Season 1 was better.Creepy Bunny Zombie:Oh how lucky am I to have found this clue?Regina:Well I wouldn't say that's lucky.Creepy Bunny Zombie:Ah, but it is for Luck is my Ultimate. The song I'm signing contains my name. My name is Spring Bonnie. And forutne favours upon me with my title of Ultimate Luck.
08/18NAME:"SPRING BONNIE"SPECIES:ANIMATRONIC RABBIT-HUMAN HYBRIDGENDER:MALE? FEMALE? IT DOESN'T MATTER IT'S A RABBIT (ANY PRONOUNS)NATIONALITY:BRITISHAGE:UNKNOWN, BUT DEFINITELY OLD AFSEXUALITY:CLAIMS TO BE STRAIGHT BUT IT'S DEBATABLEDIMENSION CODE:FNAF-ITWYWB-SCG-2014TALENT:LUCK?LIKES:PIZZADISLIKES:ISOLATIONSpitz:So you're one of the lucky picks this year?"Spring Bonnie":Indeed I am. I may not have a traditional rabbit's foot, but the lottery doesn't lie.
Well...a lottery is how you get that particular talent.
The Ultimate Luck, is a person who was chosen to attend this convention not due to their talent. Instead they were chosen via a lottery system. Similar to the one used at Hope's Peak. Unlike it's HPA counterpart however, which only allows 1 person to hold this talent, the Ultimate Convention allows for at least 2 people to hold the very title in the same draw, at least 1 of them being male and at least one other being other female.
They may be actually lucky, like Sakamoto of the 1st year or Clover of the 5th. They have many talents but can't decided which one fits them best like Snoopy of the 2nd pick. Most likley they're just be chosen at random, like Konata of year 1. This year, for their 10th convention, they updated the number count to 6. That's their biggest number yet. It's not unlikely to think that Spring Bonnie could have been chosen as one of the 6.
Even so, something felt wrong about his talent. I felt like he was lying through his teeth. Teeth of which I couldn't see due to that mask of the rabbit.
I can focus on it latter though.
Regina:Well. Mr.Bonnie...or what should I call you Miss.Bonnie"Spring":Please, you can just call me Spring if you'd like. And you don't have to refer to me as a him if you don't like. Male? Female? I'm a rabbit, who cares?Regina:Right...anyways, Spring, what else do you know about this place?"Spring":I know nothing except for the fact that I did not come here willingly. With that said, I'd rather be here then where I was before.Regina:And where where you before?"Spring Bonnie":I cannot say, but it matters not. What matters is that we are here in this glorious place. It's cool here. Not hot. Not cold. Just right.Tsumugi:Ah now that you meniton it, I don't know how I got here either. Last thing I remeber I was working on a cosplay for the convention. Next thing I know I woke up here!Regina:It's the same for me too, except I was on a bus. Or at least I tried to get on a bus. I also remeber having a conversation with...someone, but I can't seem to remeber the details of it. After that I got on the bus and...well nex tthing I know I'm here.Spitz:Yeah, and dis is definetly a strange place to get kidnapped too. Luckily it ain't the worst either. There are worse places to end up, like the bathroom at ol' Doc Crygor's lair, or the middle of an all out intergalactic war. That said, this place sure as hell doesn't look like the convention hall though."Spring Bonnie":Why are you so worried? It's not as though you have to stay here. The doors are free to open, so long as you have the keys.Spitz:The keys? What is he talking about?Regina:More importantly what door?Tsumugi:The door right behind you? I assume you have to scan something to open it, unfortunatley I don't know what that something is, and when I tried opening it without it *tries opening it by pulling the nob* Unfortunatley it's locked.Spitz:Your'e pulling maybe it's a push.Tsumugi:*pushes* Nope. No luck either.Regina:Wait! I think I know the "key" he was talking about. It may not be an actual key...*feels around in her pocket and pulls something out.*
Regina:...but we do have a keycard, remember? The invite also came with with one of these babies so we could navigate around the convention freely.Spitz:Oh yeah! And look at that, the rabbit drawn on the card is the same rabbit that's printed the scanner. It's got a matching bow and it's right ear is floppy. It's Monomi!Regina:*thinking* Wait, if that's the case then does this mean we are at the convention hall after all?Spitz:I dunno. I think they would've told us about a or a building change before hand.Regina:But why else would the scanner have Monomi then? She's supposed to be the main mascot of the convention and her likness is only used in Hope's Peak related matters. Unless someone stole it there, wouldn't be any reason for this type of scanner to be here if this wasn't owned by the convention, right?Tsumugi:*thinking* I dunno, with a cute lil' face like that she looks like a very marketable, just like a particular small but zappy yellow rat. *thinking* Maybe the convention heads decided that she was marketable enough to be sold to the public?"Spring":Indeed, I should know a thing or two about marketing stategies.Spitz:After the tragedy I think that brand reconition was the last thing the Future Foundation wanted.Tsumugi:*dead eyes, under breath*...it wasn't a tragedy it was beauty.Regina:*turns around*Sptiz:*turns arond* Yous'e says omething?Tsumugi:*emberassed* W-what sort of tragedy happened exactly? Forgive me I'm not all caught up in the lore of the conventions' dimension.
Huh, that's odd, I thought she lost the glow in her eyes for a second. I must have been imagining things.
Regina:...I'll explain later.Spitz:You can come with us if you'd like kid.Tsumugi:*looking to side* Thank you for the offer, but I'm too plain to be the third member of your party. *smiling* Besides, who else would understand the pain of being undead like this guy."Spring":Just be careful. It is still day time. At night, the bears, chickens, and foxes come to bite. Even bunnies myself can be a danger. The children should be fine, but the adults will not.
Ignoring the comments from the robot-man zombie who was clearly delusional I scanned my card on what appeared to be the scanner. Eventually a ding noise was heard and a message appeared.
Magical Girl Usami:Verification complete! Congratulations! With the power of the verification, and just a dash of my magic, You now have access to magically use this door. Be warned though, once you pass through it, you'll have to verify it again! make sure to keep your keypad close to you! If you loose it, we don't have any spares!Tsumugi:*pouting* See? Look at how marketable that bunny is! Who wouldn't want to buy merch of her.Regina:*reluctantly* Thanks for the help Spring."Spring":I hope one day I can fully earn your trust.Regina:That day is not today."Spring":*waving goodbye* Good luck you two. Remember to return to us if you have any important information about this lovely new place. I'd love to hear your tales about it.Tsumugi:Go! And be the protagonists you were always meant to be.
We waved good bye to our new friends.
...Well really I only consider Tsumugi a friend, barley.
I feel bad that for the kid dosen't have the confidence in herself to see herself as nothing more then a plain jane. Her take on cosplay is certinally interesting and I sort of feel like costume designer would be a better talent for it. Even so, I'm sure the ones she designs are lovley. That said, there are still some doubts about her. I didn't get any information about an Ultimate Cosplayer coming to the convention year. Not to mention for a moment she stared at me, I thought I saw emptiness.
But compared to "Spring", which I am 75% is just a made up name, she seems way more trustworthy.
Spring just gives me bad vibes, and not just because he's british or looks like hell itself. Personally I think that place he was in before was hell. I can't imagine what tourtures he went through, but if he's there then maybe he deserved it? I hope I'm wrong about that, and him for that matter, but something tells me that I'm not. Hopefully if I avoid him long enough we will not have to interact as much.
*Song Stops*..................P.O.V "Spring Bonnie"*Song*"Spring Bonnie":Are they gone now?Tsumugi:*nods* Yep."Spring Bonnie":*stern* Good. Enough theatrics.Tsumugi:*reminiscing* Aw really, I was enjoying how Spring Bonnie would act normally so very well. I mean, sure Regina did seem suspicious of you, and rightfully so given your history Mr.William Afton.William:That name no longer applies. You should refer to me as Springtrap when not playing these roles...with that being said. I am humble enough to admit, you've played her part of the clueless young girl very well.Tsumugi:'nods* Why thank you. If you weren't a child murder I'd probably accept that with my whole heart.William:..*under breath* Bloody hypocrite.
Tsumugi:'annoyed* Hypocrite? I'm only stating the facts. *counting* Do I need to list their names off you? Charlie Emily, Susie Fowler, Jeremy Walker, Fritz Sampson, Gabriel Henders and his step sister Cass-William:*serious* Don't. finish. that. list. And don't play pretend either, how many people have died because of your Danganronpa game? I bet you can't list them off the top of your head now can you.Tsumugi:*irritated* Danganronpa is different. Danganronpa was a release from boredom in a perfectly dull, perfectly plain, peaceful world. The people who signed up were willing to give their lives up. Did those children sound willing to you as you took their lives away?William:You took their away the moment YOU decided to wipe their memories away At least I had the mercy to keep theirs in tact-Tsumugi:Mercy? Hah! Don't even get me started on mercy. And it's not like I killed them myself. They were either victims or caught blackeneds.William:*angry* You know, you seem awfully calm about this. You haven't forgotten that you TOO were rewritten by those flashback lights. That is, unless that too was a lie like your coxpox.Tsumugi:...
Bloody hell. She's as stubborn as a mule. I could kill her right here and now.
But it's not worth the risk. We're the only ones here, they'd notice the blood stains and I'd been executed. I've been to hell. The embers glow brigh there. But it's not the fire that's the worst part. It's that it's a cycle, A never ending cycle of guilt played over and over again. Trapped in a night ultimatatley customized to my making. And I can't go back there. I won't go back there. Not again.
William:*sighs* Look, you and I have both been given a second chance here. Even if we don't deserve it right now you and I both have to main goals, to survive this game and return to life on the outside.Tsumugi:*looking away* That's two things.William:*rolls eyes* If I had a shilling for every time I heard that comeback. *pointing* All I'm saying is regardless of what we think of each other, this is the second chance we've wanted. If both of us survive til the end we can get that second chance at life and I think we should-Tsumugi:...*looking away, pointing finger up* You're under the assumption that I care if I live again or die again. Unlike you I'm not in the middle of a cycle punishment at the hands of a golden bear's punishemnt. If I did die again I were to be judged the animatronic bears that I work with, they wouldn't be angry wiht me. They'd be filled with so much despair at my failure it would make them so...estatic to put it mildly. But I won't fail. As someone gets the ball rolling, pun unintended, It'll be good enough for me.William:*thinking* And here I thought we'd at least see eye to eye on that. Let's not forget, last time you were the mastermind? Now you're not even their henchman. Compared to before,you're powerless. Now you are just one of the players with no special access to hidden rooms or anything of the sorts. Why, you don't even know the masterminds motive.Tsumugi:*looking to the side* And aren't you too? Unless it turns out that I'm speaking to the big bad mastermind right now, I'd worry for you. Just how many red flags appeared in that one conversation? *blank forward stare* Creepy look, blank eye stare & seems to be enjoying their situation a bit too much. They'll probably suspect you the most.William:Exactly, Have you not heard the saying "it's always the one you least suspect?" If it turns out that I am one of the more...suspicious people here, That may actually work in my favor, and for yours too.Tsumugi:Is that what you wanted to say earlier. You wanted to talk strategy?William:Despite how much of a hypocrite you are when it comes to being a killer, Yes. So Tsumugi, what's your strategy for survival.Tsumugi:...*evil grin* Who said that my goal was to survive?
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P.O.V Regina
*Music*
On the other side of the door was a dressing room. It was connected to another set of door doors. These ones were labeled. One led to "Studio B" and the other led to "Studio C" In between them were 2 curtains, the one on the left being blue the other being red, I assumed that they were likely used for privacy purposes as one did a wardrobe change. I also realized that there were to to the side of me, to my right was a blue one and to my left a red. those two aligned almost perfectly with the doors.
There was also another monitor there, though smaller, and had less attachments to it. It was above the set of mirrors with the flashing lights on the left. There was also another set of them to the right, but instead of a monitor it was another clock, this one appearing to be.
Behind both set of mirrors, from my perspective anyways, there was also two rack of costumes forming an "L" shape, but backwards The I art of the L on the left set seemed to be based on school, likely a Japanese one according to the uniforms, while the I part on the right seemed to be based on a beach due to the lifeguard costumes and swimming suits. The horizontal line part on both though seemed to have no particular theming what so ever, ranging from casual Friday in the office to mascot costumes.
Spitz:Well on the plus side, at least we've got plenty of clothes to keep us warm.???:Excuse me! Sir, Madam? I've a few questions for you.
I looked up to see that the person who asked that was not a person at all. The good news is that it was not another zombie. It was a rabbit with grey fur and lavender eyes wearing what seemed to be the uniform of a police officer. She even had the badge to prove it. The bad news is that Spitz was not a fan of cops and we already had an encounter with this particular one before.
She didn't seem to be alone however. Behind her was a plant with Pink Petals and a yellow bud looking at herself in the mirror.
Spitz:Oh hello again Officer Flops. Here to give me another ticket?Grey Rabbit:*annoyed look* This isn't about that, though I can assure you that I haven't forgotten about your partners little speeding incident, Spitz Laggard.Spitz:If you were with us, maybe you'd why I'd to take the wheel to swerve and pit maneuver that pussy out myself. You're just lucky that all we did was speed past him a little bit and only scrapped his mirror a little bit.Grey Rabbit:*angry* If by a damaged little bit you mean completely obliterating it without causing it to fall, then you can see why I wrote you and your partner that ticket.Regina:Great so you all remember each other. In case you forgot me I'm Regina Patterson and I'm the Ultimate Reporter. Is that what you wanted to know Officer Flops?Grey Rabbit:Actually I don't think I introduced myself properly. *annoyed* And it's not Officer Flops. *salute* It's Officer Hopps, as in Judy Hopps of the Zootopia Police Department, Precinct 1. Here to make the world a better place!
13/18NAME:JUDITH "JUDY" LAVERNE HOPPS.SPECIES:GREY RABBITGENDER:CISGENDER FEMALE (SHE/HER)NATIONALITY:LIVED BUNNY BURROWAGE:UNKNOWN, BUT DEFINITELY OLD AFSEXUALITY:BISEXUAL (NO LEANING)DIMENSION CODE:ZTP-WDN-RMBH-2016TALENT:POLICE OFFICERLIKES:CARROTSDISLIKES:MISTREATMENT
Ah good, some one that I have research on!
Judy Hopps, as you may have guessed, is the Ultimate Police Officer. Born and raised in Bunny Burrow ever since she was a little kit it had been her dream to become the first rabbit police officer of the ZPD. Originally she started out as a meter maid. However, after some persuasion to the chief she managed to solve a case that the other ZPD members never solved before! Not only did her dream come true, but after dealing with feral predators, corrupt politicians, and what is presumed to be the multiverses' slowest DMV. she earned herself the title of a hero cop!
Of course there have been rumors about her that claim. she isn't as heroic as she says she is. One of them is that she has a connection to the mafia? Another states that she and her partner had a romantic affair? There's also a rumor about her getting an abortion for the sake of career? If that one is true then personally I don't see the problem, her body her choice after all. That said, considering that the partner in question is known to be ex-Con Artist Nicolas "Nick" Wilde, there may be a darker side to the heroism of Hopps.
Best not to bring them up now though.
Judy:*ahem* Now before you go I just need to ask you this. Is this your first time attending the convention this year?Regina:Yeah it is! How did you know?Judy:It's my first year attending too, and as I remember it was yours and Dribble's as well. That is unless I misheard it through all that arguing?Spitz:*annoyed* I plead the fifth. How does that feel?Regina:It is actually, and it was his partner Dribble's as well.Pink Petals:Wait it's your guys first time too?
Another voice joined in the conversation. This one belonged to a talking flower. Not like the ones in the Mushroom Kingdom mind you. This one had a black stem and a visible mouth and not just a gaping hole.
Judy:Yep.Pink Petal:Wow! That's a strange coincidence. I'm also attending this convention for the first time, but Judy already knew that.Judy:Yep, I have it written down. *taps on carrot pen* And so far all of the 9 out of 10 people I have interviewed say that this is their first time attending the convention as well.Spitz:If that's the case I ain't so sure it's a coincidence.Judy:Well there is one exception to this pattern, she had attended the convention before but not with a talent. This would be her first time attending with one.Spitz:*worried* And even if it turns out some of us ain't first timers, isn't the fact that we're Ultimates a big enough problem?Pink Petals:I'm an Ultimate too. My name is Flower and I'm the winner of BFB, along with being the co-owner of Flower and Geletain's Steakhouse and Fashion Store. I'm the Fashion part, which has earned me the title of, Ultimate Fashionista.
11/18NAME:FLOWER (NO LAST NAME)SPECIES:FLOWERGENDER:FEMALENATIONALITY:LIVED BUNNY BURROWAGE:UNKNOWN, BUT DEFINITELY OLD AFSEXUALITY:ASEXUALDIMENSION CODE:BFDI-JNJF-YT-2010TALENT:FASHIONISTALIKES:NON SLIP SHOES, SO HA!™️DISLIKES:BUGS (THOUGH FEAR IS GETTING BETTER)Regina:Ultimate...Fashionista?Flower:*angry* What, do you not think I look beautiful enough to be one?Regina:No it's not that. Personally I think you look pretty good.Spitz:*shrugs* Meh. Personally you don't look that beautiful, you ain't ugly, but you look pretty average to me.Flower:*annoyed* Grrr...the old me would have kicked you into oblivious right about now, but the new me is just going to let it slide for now. *confused* But if it isn't my looks what is it?Judy:I think she's talking about the controversy with the last person who owned the Ultimate Fashionista comment.Flower:Oh right. Junko Enoshima, the Ultimate Fashionista of Makoto's Class. Yeah I've read about her, somewhat.Regina:*hands behind back* I don't mean to cast doubt about your talent! It's just a bit surprising that they actually considered a talent like that due to the controversy surrounding it.Flower:Oh trust me, she is a jerk. The only thing I like about her is her fashion taste. I'm also not ashamed to admit that back in season 1 of BFDI I was-Spitz:*tilts head* I hate to interrupt this reminisce, but BFDI? Wuzzat?
Flower:*reminiscing* Oh? It's short for Battle For Dream Island. Just some competition I was in a few years ago...or was it weeks? Time was never really my strong suit. It was me against 19 others. Others who wouldn't exactly call me nice or beautiful. Back then I was kind of a big meanie. "Kind of" is a bit of an understatement. She was the first person eliminated from the show with 4 votes. The other 3 went to a pair of sports ball and some guy named Sam, whoever that is. Sure she rejoined later but didn't make it to the finale. In fact she was the first and last one eliminated before then.Flower:But while I'm not proud of what I did, I'm trying my best to improve every day. My past does not define me. *smiling* Besides, if I really was still so bad I might not have won the fourth season, Battle for BFB, now would I?Yeah that's right, she did win that season didn't she? She had to have changed at some point. BFDI was/is a reality show which is based upon viewer votes, not contestants. That means in the eyes of the public she must have redeemed herself enough to earn that prize. Apparently she even gave up her winnings to people who needed them the most. It's only online forms though, I can't say what's true or what's not.Judy:I believe you.Spitz:I trust you way more then I'd ever trust Officer Flops over there.Judy:*writing down notes*...Dully noted.Spitz:*worried expression* Oi! That's not another ticket your'e writing are you?Regina:One day his stubbornness is gonna be the death of him. Judy:Well I'd love to stay in chat, but I've still got a few more people who I need to question about this mess we're in. Specifically in Studio B.Regina:Hey that's the studio we were just about to head too! Maybe we all could check it out together. Wouldn't that be great?Spitz:*annoyed* Peachy.Flower:You mean all four of us? *lifts hand off* Pass. It's nothing against you, though I don't appreciate that cats tongue. It's just, I've got to make sure I look my best. and this is the only place with a mirror so.
As I headed towards the doorway to studio B and scanned my card, I thought about the people I just met.
Despite our earlier interaction in the cab, Officer Hopps still seemed like a fairly honest cop. Nowadays an those are really hard to find. I think I've found one though One who really wants to better the world by upholding the law. But I can't be too certain. After all that could just be an act she's putting up. And though Spitz' road rage was a bit much, maybe his ticket was overpriced too? And those rumors. How do I know which one of them are true and which ones are false? As of right now complete trust of her is impossible.
The same can be said for Flower. I genuinely believe that she is trying to better herself from the plant she was then. It's a noble task, but it brings up a few interesting questions. Just who was the plant from back then? Just what things did she do in the past that she isn't proud of? Maybe I'm just letting the legacy of what the previous Ultimate Fashionista did with her talent and power. I don't think that Flower is capable of doing the same things as...HER...but what is she capable of then?
Reporter's Instinct. It's always telling me there's more to their stories then meets the eye. It's never been wrong before, but sometimes I hope it is.
Judy:Uh hey you've been standing there for a while now.Regina:Shit! Sorry.
Not wasting any more time I opened up the door to Studio B, shaking these thoughts out of my head.
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*Music*
Studio B and Studio A were both studios.
Yes on the wall the same writing appears with a similar message "Welcome to Studio B" and there were a few familiar items, like the camera brands from the before and the same lighting above and even a monitor. However that is where the similarities ended. This felt like a real movie set, one for a beach movie. Judging by the porta potty and plastic palm tree where the monitor was attached.
Spitz:*thinking* If I had to take a wild guess, I'm guessing that "B" stands for beach.Judy:That was the best way to describe it, just look at all that sand!Regina:I'm just lucky that none of it is getting in my shoes! I never really hated sand, but I never liked how it got everywhere.Spitz:It ain't real sand, it's just really realistic convincing floor pattern.
One look was enough to tell me he was right. That was not the only part that was fake, the ocean was just painted on with blue colors and that sunset in the background was just a photo copied one. Never changing, ever still. In a nutshell, this whole thing was cheap.
???:*excitedly* Oh more people are here!
The person who made that statement appeared to be another anthropomorphic animal. This one being a type of dog wearing oriental clothing and a green hat. I geuss he was a mastiff due to his fur color. He looked very excited to met us!
Mastiff:*tail wagging* Hi there! Are you guys Ultimate's too?Judy:Hello. *salute* Officer Judy Hopps of the ZPD. Ultimate Police Officer. And these are my friends....Regina:*fists up* My name is Regina Patterson, I'm the Ultimate Reporter.Spitz:*waving* I'm Spitz Laggard, the Ultimate Taxi Shotgun. *angry* We ain't friends.Mastiff:Oh we're not?Spitz:Wha-no! I was talking about me and Judy over there. I don't even know who you are.Mastiff:Oh right! My names Bodi Xue, and I'm the leader of the band True Blue. I hope for your support!
16/18NAME:BODI XUESPECIES:TIBETAN MASTIFFGENDER:MALENATIONALITY:TIBETANAGE:26SEXUALITY:BISEXUAL (MALE LEANING)DIMENSION CODE:RNRTM-HBP-SP-2017TALENT:MUSICIANLIKES:SNOWFALLDISLIKES:COMPETITIONJudy:Judging by that title card I guess, you're the Ultimate Musician?Bodi:*shock* Wait you saw those things too? *relief* For a moment I thought I was hallucinating them or something.Regina:If I'm being honest I thought I was too for a moment. But nope, apparently those were real.Spitz:Geuss so!
The information for Bodi wasn't as big as some of the others but it did mention a few important things about him:
Bodi was raised in "Snow Mountain" which was village in a mountain covered in snow (real original name I must say) isolated isolated from the rest of the world for a long time. Music wasn't allowed there due to the rule of his father, because it was a distraction from their enemies, the wolves, who would eat hte sheep who lived there dry. However that all changed when a radio fell from the sky. After that he joined a band, had a tour, and even got to appear as a judge on a music show.
...Like I said, not as much information about him.
Bodi:Anyways, I must say the convention hall is very different then how it was shown on the posters.Regina:Well the thing is we aren't exactly certain this IS the convention hall.Bodi:*surprised* It isn't? That would explain why it's so different from all the posters I saw of it.Judy:First time attending this convention, I presume.Bodi:*surprised* Yeah! How did you know?Judy:It's the same for everyone I've interrogated so far, me included. *thinking* With that being said, I think that this may not be the convention at all. It would explain why our phones are missing.
Upon Judy's statement I realized that I didn't feel my phone in my pocket. It seems Spitz realized it as well and didn't tried searching or it too. But the only thing I could feel was the
Spitz:*panicking* Your'e right! it's completely missin' from my pocket...thank goodness that is still here though.Regina:*confusion* Huh? What's still there.Spitz:N-nothing!...I mean nothin' useful, *thinking* I-I mean at least to you anyways. But for me! It's probably one of the most useful things I can have. It ain't a phone though or any sort of communication device.
*Music* (Loop For Better Effect)
???:Well, I never had one of these phones in the first place so I'm not all that worried about that.
The one who made that statement was a blonde haired vixen. And I don't mean as in sexy woman, though it was a woman and well...she did look a bit a cute. But I mean that she was literally a female fox. To be accurate, a female red fox. She appeared to be holding onto a roll of parchment in one hand, and a quill in the other.
Spitz:Wait ya don't have a phone? Not even a flip one like me?Female Fox:No offense, but I don't even know what a phone is.Bodi:If I'm being honest I didn't know what a phone was until either so you're not alone! Apparently they were invented in 1876 and were used to help people communicate with each other from long distances.Female Fox:1876? It's only the 1750's where I'm from. Right now the only way we have to communicate with each other is letters or just talking in person.
Ah, that's right. Not only does the Ultimate Convention transcend across dimensions, it also transcends time. That means that some people may not have the same technologies that others have, or have more advanced versions. It also may be 2012 in one dimension, but it could be the early or late 1900s in another. Right now it's 2023 for me and Spitz. But the others like her could be way ahead in the future or way behind in the past like me.
Judy:I see. I'm also just gonna ask you the question.Leeko:Sure. Hey. I'm Leeko O'Kelly and I'm the Ultimate Cartographer...apparently. I was just drafted this year.
16/18NAME:LEEKO O'KELLYSPECIES:RED FOX (FORMER CORGI)GENDER:TRANSGENDER FEMALENATIONALITY:N/AAGE:29SEXUALITY:LESBIANDIMENSION CODE:TPF-VKF-TFW-2017TALENT:CARTOGRAPHERLIKES:PIESDISLIKES:SARCASM
So far Judy's theory about first year attending this place with talents seems to add up.
I don't have any information on her either. But for once it's not because they're lying or a luck pick, It's because I have absolutely zero idea what a Cartographer is.
Regina:Hi there! I think you may have already heard our names and talents earlier so I just gotta ask, What's a Cartographer?Leeko:Oh you haven't heard of me before. *disappointed sigh* Of course...typical. Though I shouldn't really be that surprised. *ahem* To answer your question, A cartographer is a perrson whose in charge of making maps of places. Do I need to explain what a map is too?Judy:Nope, I've heard of them. Maps are basically like a 2d and smaller representation of a place that may be complex to navigate. They can be done for the ocean, the world, and there may have been one for the convention hall too.Spitz:And if yer a pirate you might get yerself a treasure map.Leeko:You know I belong to a group of Pirates actually.Regina:Wait...you're a pirate!? Does that mean you've also got rowing duties or does that only apply to pirate pigs.Leeko:...Well Darious wouldn't call us that. He calls us "treasure hunters". He claims that searching for a noble cause to find coins that can magically change the world when united togehter.Spitz:Woah! That sounds so cool.Judy:I dunno, I do believe in magic, but that sort of sounds like a bridesmaids tale if you ask me.Leeko:I used to think it was a bunch of superstitious mumbo-jumbo too. And honestly? A part of me thinks the only reason he started this quest in the first place was because they were gold. But if it weren't for him and the crew, I might not be the fox you see before you. Heck I might not have even been a fox but still a corgi.Spitz:Huh, wazzat supposed to mean?Leeko:Let's just leave it at that for now.Spitz:You just told us you might not have been a fox at one point but a corgi instead. They may both be canines but those are two important decisions. How did that happen.Leeko:Why should I trust you enough to tell you? We've only just met and I've got my douts.Judy:With holding information is a bit strange.Leeko:*un-surprised* You doubt me? *adjusts glasses* It's fine. I'd doubt me to. Everyone's got an agenda, everyone's got their secrets, and I'm geussing your'e no exception.Judy:*looks away*Leeko:Anyways, I've rambled long enough. I've got to get back to making a map of this place.Judy:*surprised* Wait you're making a map right now?Leeko:Yep! Making maps is the only thing I'm good at, according to the dear folks who funded the convention, *under breath* and myself, so I figured that I'd at least do it since there dosen't seem to be one here.Bodi:Woah now, I'm sure there's more that your'e good at then just making maps.Leeko:*ignoring him* Right now I've got the map done for the changing room, Studio A, The Changing Room, Studio C, A bit of the outside area, and I was almost done adding these landmarks within Studio B down before this conversation began.Regina:Wait there's an outside area?Judy:Yeah, I was out there earlier. I must have forgotten to tell you.Leeko:See? All the more reason to doubt her. She didn't even tell you that there is an exit to this building.Spitz:While I ain't sure if I agree with everyone here being worthy of doubt, I've already had my doubts on officer Flops here for a while.Bodi:I haven't actually been there yet myself but if that's the case then that means we can easily leave.*Music Stops*Judy:*looking down disappointed* I wish escape were that easy but the fact of the matter is-
*Music*
Bodi:*excited* Hey Leeko! Do you need any help with that map of yours?Leeko:Wow. I just said, out loud, that I have my doubts of everyone here, you included, and your'e still offering to help.Bodi:Like you said, you don't trust anyone, not even yourself! But personally I believe that *singing* what the world needs now is trust sweet trust. Maybe if I help you out you'll see that there's no need to doubt us.Judy:Not to mention, you could probably mark the landmarks better if you had 2 hands working on it instead of 4. If you're willing for 6, I can help list the items in question. In turn though you're gonna have to answer a few of mine.Leeko:Well, if you're really willing, *pointing towards the monitor* I do need help identifying what that thing is.Bodi:Great! Let's go!
As the two of them left I thought about my first impressions of them.
Bodi seemed to be very friendly. At times maybe a bit to friendly, but not in a creepy enough way to call him a "bloody murder" I think he's genuinely a kind person and only wants the best for us. I'm not saying he's perfect, as I don't know much about his past, but I feel like he's a good boy. Wonder if his tail would wag if I said that out loud?
As for Leeko, I'm having mixed feelings on the vixen. She she seems to be hiding away important information, like what exactly those coins did to her. But at least she doesn't appear to be a liar, considering how brutally honest she was in saying she didn't trust us. Even so, she seemed pretty friendly outside of that and is at least trying to do something, no matter how small.
And it's not as though she's not completely wrong for having doubts about people. I could give another example about Spring, but while he's the one I have the most doubts about, he's not the only one I have doubts about. Judy's got those rumors surrounding her, Flower was a lot more harsh in the past, and I hear there was supposed to be an Ultimate Assassin this year. Heck, Spitz is from my dimension link and I feel like if I don't keep an eye on this old man he's gonna do something drastic.
Not to mention he had something in his pocket he wouldn't tell me about.
Spitz:While they're doing that me and Regina will head to Studio C. You coming?Judy:*salutes* All good here, let's hop to it! Pun intended.
We swiped the door once again and that same message as before appeared with the cute little rabbit.