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calling_net2016-08-17 10:12 pm
disjunct) wrote in calling_net2016-08-17 10:12 pm
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[CALL | Video | un: monokuma ]
[ A stuffed animal sits center of the screen.
The room he's in harbors just a chair, and looks isolated enough to be an interrogation room, if not for the dusty slats above him pouring in some light. It's a basement somewhere remote, but nonetheless, he seems to wave at the camera. However, his motor functions seem limited. ]
Hello! Good evening! Good morning! Whichever one you're feeling right now.
[ A slight, curious cock of the head. Once again, the mechanics seem off... and the voice doesn't seem to be coming from the stuffed animal. Someone is speaking for him behind the camera. ]
I think the best way to get to know everybody is to toss out a fun little icebreaker! Lesser-known facts! No one likes being the shut-in at a party. So...
[ "He" clears his throat. ]
Do you know what they did in Paris in the 19th century?
Oh, they definitely painted a lot of paintings and baked a lot of bread. But I mean... for fun?
Back in those days, 'fun' would count a lot on how much money you had. But resourceful Parisians could find it in other ways. For free. There was a once-of-a-lifetime opportunity that anyone in the city could get a ticket punched into! To be the star, or the audience. That's right! I'm talking about...
[ A brief pause. ]
... The morgue!
You see, life was so boring back then that people would line up to walk through the morgue just to see who croaked last night! The more grisly the victim, the more people came to visit!
People were excited to try and recognize the victims! Of course, this was originally just so people had access to claim the deceased, but it was a theater attraction of its own!
Upupupu...! Can you imagine if you didn't have the things you had today, what you'd resort to for fun?
The gawking joy that it brought people... but still, we slow down for car crashes today, don't we?
Hmm...
Do you think humans are really different from back then? From the public executions, to the public display of bodies, to the now?
I wonder about it a lot. I can't say I know for sure, because I am a bear. Would anyone like to try and guess?
The room he's in harbors just a chair, and looks isolated enough to be an interrogation room, if not for the dusty slats above him pouring in some light. It's a basement somewhere remote, but nonetheless, he seems to wave at the camera. However, his motor functions seem limited. ]
Hello! Good evening! Good morning! Whichever one you're feeling right now.
[ A slight, curious cock of the head. Once again, the mechanics seem off... and the voice doesn't seem to be coming from the stuffed animal. Someone is speaking for him behind the camera. ]
I think the best way to get to know everybody is to toss out a fun little icebreaker! Lesser-known facts! No one likes being the shut-in at a party. So...
[ "He" clears his throat. ]
Do you know what they did in Paris in the 19th century?
Oh, they definitely painted a lot of paintings and baked a lot of bread. But I mean... for fun?
Back in those days, 'fun' would count a lot on how much money you had. But resourceful Parisians could find it in other ways. For free. There was a once-of-a-lifetime opportunity that anyone in the city could get a ticket punched into! To be the star, or the audience. That's right! I'm talking about...
[ A brief pause. ]
... The morgue!
You see, life was so boring back then that people would line up to walk through the morgue just to see who croaked last night! The more grisly the victim, the more people came to visit!
People were excited to try and recognize the victims! Of course, this was originally just so people had access to claim the deceased, but it was a theater attraction of its own!
Upupupu...! Can you imagine if you didn't have the things you had today, what you'd resort to for fun?
The gawking joy that it brought people... but still, we slow down for car crashes today, don't we?
Hmm...
Do you think humans are really different from back then? From the public executions, to the public display of bodies, to the now?
I wonder about it a lot. I can't say I know for sure, because I am a bear. Would anyone like to try and guess?
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[ That sounds like an awesome movie to the girl behind the curtains, but she's also seen it played out in real life... so who knows, maybe sitting in a theater for two hours of Freddy vs. Jason antics would end up pretty boring? ]
I think we all enjoy that kind of suffering. Artificial or not. I wonder what that switch is, in your human brains that gets all excited when it sees a skull cleaved open?
[1/2; probably a bad idea to let them talk]
Never denied it. Anyone who thinks human beings are inhetently good is naive, that's basic.
...?
[But there's a bit of a lapse in logic there, like she's fishing for certain answers... but hr'll take the bait, he isn't so different and cruelty excites him too.]
Hm, I think it's fear of it happening to them. And disgust. But when it happens to someone else, it's having control over that idea and fear. But it's also a thrill to witness violence, you know? Gives you an adrenaline rush, excites you. Makes you feel alive. Same reason why the people who love rollercoasters enjoy them. Feeling your stomach drop, senses heightened, some sort of instinctual... something takes over.
[2/2; probably a bad idea to let them talk]
[Darkly:] That's just kids being kids.
We know what it's like to be scared, but when the roles are reversed, we enjoy wielding fear over someone else. Isn't that messed up?
Who knows, maybe it is human nature.
are you kidding it's a great idea
[ The bear chuckles a little, red gleaming in its robotic eye, even if it's prone to a flicker or two. ]
Humans evolved from spaces where you either kill, or be killed. Of course it's still hard-coded in our brains to go nosing around for it! Humans have only been around for such a short time, too... of course we haven't gotten rid of those urges yet! That's just science!
[ The puppeteer thinks for a moment before the bear makes its gesture of standing up in its chair. ]
Besides, we all know people have a lot to gain from the despair of others! Whether it's money, fame, or just the sweet, gentle reassurance it isn't you yet. Humans are such a riot!
an appropriate bad influence has been found
You're the smartest stuffed toy I've met, smarter than most humans even. Or at least, more honest than they are.
... hey, can I—
[He wanted to ask to see the puppeteer's face, but... he didn't show his face on the network either. If she's more comfortable staying hidden, that's fine.]
Never mind. [Just a little disappointed. But there's a smile so wide, you can hear it in his voice.]
dw monokuma is the best of bad influences B)
[ His voice is stern, like a teacher's, and he pretends to adjust glasses that aren't on his face. Puffing up slightly with pride, he begins again. ]
Your job is to say 'Teacher, may I?' Grammar's important, kid! I can't let you walk out with a diploma without it! A headmaster's only as good as his students, yannow? So... let me guess...
Was it 'may I ask you a question'?
well, I'm comforted!
Fine. Teacher, may I...
[Wait, let him come up with a cover-up question.]
Ask what we'll be graduating from?
1/2
But it can't be helped! I'm on summer vacation! Paid leave! So I'm going to say...
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✨ Monokuma's Extra Exclusive Extracurricular Extravaganza! ✨
[ A very small confetti popper shoots forward streamers from behind the camera. It's FESTIVE. ]
In my class, we'll be teaching a myriad of real-world skills for your day-to-day student! No age limit! My class will be as FAMILY FRIENDLY as a CERO-Z title! Now we're in business!
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... did you bring confetti with you from home or that Comedy place?
[Yeah, that's what he's wondering about right now.]
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[ Read: Junko stole it. From some kid's birthday party, probably. Before lighting up the presents. ]
What's important is that you're now officially my student! Not everyone gets such a high honor, kiddo!
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Really?
I thought we were all your students just by being here.
Will we take tests?
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Of course! What kind of credit can I give you if I don't issue tests? This isn't some new-age classroom nonsense!
... but because I'm so new here, it'll take a bit to organize a proper curriculum. I have to evaluate my students' needs and go from there!
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He has no idea...]Or something else?
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