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Who: Makoto Naegi and OPEN.
When: 12/24 & 12/25 icly.
Where: Various places.
What: Naegi tries to make sense of things. Or at least fumbles around for a few days trying to make the best of things...same difference!!
Rating/Warning: He's fairly mild but will probably think about murder game trauma being that's a thing that just happened. Probably Dangan Ronpa spoilers but just lemme know if you need me to avoid those (though I'd caution you away from any castmate threads if they happen in that case).

a; grocery shopping (12/24)

[ This is not Naegi Makoto's lucky day. He's a fairly terrible ViViD player, as he quickly finds out - game over, because he can't bring himself to attack someone really, and it takes him a while to actually get through things. After that is the power point that seems like it honestly could be an extension of the Mutual Killing game, except for the part where no one is insisting he try to kill anyone (except maybe aliens?) so that's...that's an improvement, but it still doesn't feel very lucky at all. Especially given that the powerpoint covers the end of his world - which, well, didn't he just do this...

...But this is even more literal than the last time, so. Okay. That's a thing. Following that, he can't locate anyone he knows. He tries their names on the CereVice, tries to ask around about the classmates he's misplaced, but there's no real luck there (ironic, given his talent) and while Naegi doesn't believe they're dead or lost to him forever, he does have to admit that at least immediately he might have to focus on something else.

Like picking an apartment, mostly at random (though nothing fancy, in the same way he'd picked a job). And acknowledging that he was hungry, and had to eat. Since he'd been supplied with credits enough for that (though he's going to be frugal, not knowing how long he's there), Naegi heads out to pick up some food since it seems to be left to him to do it...which is actually a nice change of pace. He looks more than a little lost and weirded out even as he locates a store, though. It's...strange. Being outside of Hope's Peak. Nice, except for the whole world-ending and missing classmates thing, but really strange. When was the last time he saw the real sky...? Or a sky that looked as real as this one?

A while, for sure. But Naegi's fascination with the sky is not really useful at this juncture, because he apparently is not skilled enough to walk while staring up and not become a catastrophe. Because that would be just his luck. It's not so much that he trips - although he seems to - but that one of the bags he's carrying breaks - why this - and several bottles of cherry-vanilla cola begin rolling free. Along with several more ordinary and healthy-ish groceries. Sorry if something rolls into you. Or if the short boy chasing after his scattering things gets in your way and trips and/or hinders you, he doesn't intend to do that... ]

A-ah, wait! [ Because talking to the groceries that roll away from him will stop them, clearly.

Honestly, he might also just run into people while looking up and/or around, in which case he'll always immediately stop and begin apologizing. ] I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going... [ And who knows, maybe his bags break. AGAIN. Sorry if he drops a can of soup on your foot or something. Or he just looks apologetic and also lost, how the hell does he get back to his apartment again why this. ]

b; shopping for something else (12/25)

[ Having at least succeeded in getting groceries into his apartment (whatever mishaps happened, at leas the was determined to do that) Naegi ventures out again the next day in the morning, clutching a packet. He'll eventually hit up shops, and can be found taking things out of the packet - specifically, he's trying to find photo frames that will fit a variety of dumb pictures from the manilla envelope he'd been carrying around. He's apparently brought them along to double-check for size, so it's possible to catch a glimpse of them as he frowns and tries to find things that work.

...Simple black frames should be all right, right...? But single frames, or one of those photoboard...things? ]

Ah...pardon me! Do you think a collage would look nicer in an apartment...? Or single frames...? I've never really been in charge of decorating anything. [ His parents had done that...well, and he'd never really done much out of the ordinary with his own room. Hadn't had many photographs, either. ]

c; bike shop (12/25)

[ Well, he can't count on those credits to last forever. Even if Naegi hasn't bothered to buy anything other than groceries and photo frames (he...bought a few clothes, but nothing major and mostly jeans and tees, he's very simple in terms of fashion), he doesn't want to do nothing and he should probably at least try to get involved in whatever all this is so he'll better be able to help his friends. Whenever he finally finds them again.

So he's sitting behind the counter of the shop, his nametag pinned to his shirt as he flips through the employee manual, looking more than a little nervous. Those nerves won't abate if someone comes in (what if they ask him something hard) but he'll try to smile all the same. Why are you buying a bike on Christmas? Why is Naegi bothering to do something like go in to work on Christmas? Who knows. ]

Er, welcome! Can I help you with anything?

d; wildcard

[ If you have your own scenario in mind, feel free to throw it at me and I'll roll with it. ]

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[That sure is someone running right into his midsection when he's distracted-- a rare occurrence, but Cerealia's made him less completely on his guard 24/7. He should work on that. Never know when there'll be more murdering. I digress. At his feet is probably one of Naegi's bottles that he'd been trying to collect...

Hinata's already shaking his head at the apology before the voice clicks and he looks down and the face clicks too and his eyes go wide.

Ah. That is certainly...]

--Naegi? [He says it before thinking and curses himself a second later, way to go, Hajime, you don't even know if he recognises you!!] No, er, it's okay. I'm fine. [...] Are you all right?

[ Pearl barely avoids a stray bottle of cherry-vanilla soda rolling her way, just in time to crash into the boy running after it. She's knocked down on her side, but shakes her head when the boy starts apologizing. ]

Oh no, it's okay! I should have been paying attention... Are you okay? [ Since your soda is running away from you and all. ]

a.

[Komaeda is out shopping as well, largely because he needs a few last minute ingredients to make his ~~disastrous~~ Christmas cookies that he plans to ~~inflict on~~ give to his friends and classmates. And a few other errands while he's out. Why not multitask? So he's making his way back from the store, glancing down at his list to make sure there's nothing else he needs to pick up before he heads back.

That's why he misses the fact that there's a bottle of soda rolling towards him right until he steps on it.

And since there's probably way too much luck in the air at the moment, several things happen in rapid succession. The way he steps on the bottle is just so and some otherwise unapparent flaw in the plastic gives way. The bottle which has been bounding along and getting itself all shaken up in the process starts going off like a little possessed sticky lawn sprinkler of disaster. Luckily for Komaeda, it's aimed in another direction. Less luckily for Naegi that direction may be his.] Aaah... looks like I have to apologize too, I'm very sorry I-- [Wait hold on a bit now.] Naegi-kun? [EXTRA SORRY.]

[Rock Lee sees the groceries spilling out and bouncing around. It makes him weep.]

Noooooo! [So he leaps forward and does what he can to help: by trying to punch and kick each can and other item in order for them to fall still on the floor.]

[ Being someone who works in the Holo department, this isn't Inaba's first time having a design-related question thrown her way. ]

It depends on what kind of images you're working with and what your apartment's actual design is. If you're going for something simplistic, I'd go with the single frames. I think the collage looks nice too, but it honestly depends... I guess you could always do a mix of both.

[ luckily for Naegi, he's run into one person who actually does decorate a lot - or used to, at least. Zara is minding his own business, holding what looks like a large china vase in his hands - very carefully - but seems fine with being bothered for opinions on picture frames. His long ears twitch curiously as he looks down at the options. ]

... Well, I'd say it depends on what the apartment looks like, but they are all rather alike, aren't they... [ hmmm. ] What sort of pictures are you thinking of using?

Ohh, decorating help! [Mabel immediately stops whatever she was shopping for to help this poor guy.] You're talking to the right girl, mister, but I'm gonna need a liiiiittle more information that that! How many pictures are you using? What kinds of pictures are they? Are you going to put up any posters or other wall decorations? Oh and how big are the pictures too! Because some collages won't fit a bunch of bigger pictures in them!

If you're going to do single frames, what kind of frames are you thinking of using? And are they going to be hanging on walls or standing up on like a desk or something?

[Sorry for...the 20 questions...]

[Ah, what's this? How unfortunate, look at all of those groceries going everywhere. Where are they even coming from?

Oh, from this pipsqueak protag who Gundam...totally doesn't recognize. But he is staring and watching the poor guy scramble to get his things, glancing down when a bottle rolls in his direction. Just going to stop walking and sort of stop it with his foot. If Naegi bumps into him while chasing it or something else, he doesn't really budge, ignoring his apologies. Whether he does or doesn't though, Gundam offers him this booming cackle.]

What have you done to anger Clauneck on this day, mortal?

[Kuzuryuu's just minding his own business when suddenly soda. That...sure is a bottle of soda that just rolled into his shoe there. He bends down, picking it up and giving the bottle something of a bewildered look before looking up and around to see if he can possibly find where the hell this thing came from.]

[And then there's that guy.]

[Kuzuryuu's eye goes wide as Naegi makes his way towards him. He doesn't even seem to be registering any apologies the only-barely-taller boy might be giving him.]

You--!

[He knows he has no reason to be concerned or worried about Naegi...considering the guy was basically the only one who DIDN'T want to kill him for being involved with a certain group back home. But even so, he's just not exactly sure what to say here. Just, ah. Yes. It's you. One of those guys who knows just how terrible I was back home in very graphic detail. Also we only spoke once and it was for like maybe 20 minutes and the circumstances were absolute shit. Just...somehow "oh hey, how's it going" just really doesn't seem appropriate here.]

Wait, when did you... [Get here??? From what everyone has told him, there's always a glitch whenever new people come in and that definitely didn't happen. What the heck.]

[Where did this rolling bottle of soda come from... Peko's leaning down to try to pick up the bottle that had bumped against her feet when she senses someone incoming and leaps back, narrowly avoiding being run into by this total stranger. One hand flies back over her shoulder to grab the hilt of a katana within the bag on her back.]

Hinata--?!

[No, wait, this kid is way too short. His hair had reminded her of her own protag for a moment, but... somehow, this kid seems even plainer. How is that possible...]

No. Who are you?

[minatsuki was trying to get used to her surroundings as well. she hadn't wanted to seek anyone out on that idiotic communicator they had received, she just wasn't in the mood to talk to a lot of people all at once. this was a new place with tons of new people she didn't know, she was being overly cautious of course.

this would have been better if her shitty brother were at least around- he was stupid too but he was at least like a good dog to keep at her heels. it was just like being back in deadman wonderland all over again, completely alone and in a closed off area.

so annoying, seriously.

either way, she was determined to at least make the best of it. this place was better than that boring prison she had been put in before being sent here. she was out shopping as well, needing more flower pots for anymore plants she wanted to bring back to her place, when she saw naegi.

minatsuki, of course, looked him up and down when he came closer. she was simply sizing him up, and he was hardly a threat at all. gross- he was just some skinny, weak kid...]

Uh huh.... [so interesting.] ...the apartments are kinda bare, right? Probably would look pretty goddamn dumb to have a single collage on the wall while the rest is completely empty.

[in other words, she would say single frames.]

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