Danganronpa Characters Birthdays Novels & Stories

Papa suggests, his voice steady despite the chaos around us. "Okay," I respond, determination pushing me forward. I help Dad lean against the cold, hard wall for support as I type in Uncle Joe’s phone number, but it doesn’t work. "It’s not the number," I say, frustration bubbling up. "Try his date of birth," Papa urges a hint of hope in his voice. "Dad, what is his date of birth?" I ask urgency in my tone. Dad hesitates, his brow furrowed as he gathers his thoughts, and finally, he replies, "I think it’s October 23rd, 1960."

"So, a little birdie told me something." I knew who it was. I knew what it was. "Who told you what?" I asked anyway. "We may be bad people for not knowing your birthday before this but Lauretta told Rowan, who told me that your birthday is very close." "You're not bad people. I don't know about your birthday as well. We just never talked about it." "July 19th." They chorused and I nodded my head. "Anyway, what would you like to do on your birthday? Any special requests?"

Was this even safe? "By the way, when's your birthday?" I looked up at her. "September 14th, 2277..." I felt like hiding. I wasn't much of a talker. Amara was still a stranger to me. She grabbed my hands in a split second, kind of hurting them.

Though, we greet each other every Christmas, Halloween, New Year, Birthdays, occasionally or we also greet each other so our group chat isn't empty. Now I also thought that I didn't even reply to them. Maybe they greeted me on my birthday. October 10 is my birthday but I haven't thought about it yet because of what happened. I sometimes miss Pashnea's birthdays because I can't memorize everything. What I just can't forget is that of my parents. Wait, I haven’t thought of Sera and Patry’s birthday. Maybe I’ll just ask them sometime. I just put my phone back next to me because no one has seen Sera and I's chat messages in the group chat. They are really busy with their own life. I looked again

Is he a kid? The music started playing while we began eating. I don't even know where they got these tasty foods. "Oh yeah, when is your birthday?" Kyros suddenly asked me that. Why is he curious about my birthday. "Mine is November 10." He said. November 10? How come they didn't celebrate his birthday? "My birthday is on January 29! Prepare your gifts for me." Sanjo interrupted while the others started booing him. "I'm asking Lili, not you," Kyros said with a frown on his face. It doesn't matter if he knew or not right?

"You have to come." Damien grinned. "I will." I looked at Diana. "When is your birthday?" She answered proudly. "July sixth." My smile disappeared. "What did you say?" "July sixth." I stared at her for a second I couldn't breathe. Damien looked at Diana with wide eyes. "That's my birthday too!" Diana gasped loudly. "No way!" "Yes!" "We have the same birthday!" The two of them began jumping excitedly. "We can celebrate together!"

“What’s the date this Sunday, daddy?” I couldn’t catch the gist of her query and replied casually. “It’s the ninth of June, princess.” But Scarlett kept looking at me for a length of time, her hopeful eyes perplexed me. Was I missing something? My confusion was cleared by Helena, she mind-linked me. “Ninth June is the date of birth of our kids, Alpha. It’s their fifth birthday.” Shit! There were only two days left in my kids’ birthday and I forgot about it! Blitzer reprimanded me on the spot.

Kuwain asked as they began walking back to her desk! “To what?” Jhonia asked? She seemed surprised as she sat down looking up at Kuwain. "To what and why you wanted the day off!?" Kuwain stated askingly. “Oh! So, my birthday is October the 27th. On my 18th birthday my parents were murdered! I don't celebrate my birthday. I moaned the death of my parents. This Thursday is my father's birthday, sorry. I would like to do it alone, but this could be the beginning of our friendship, you know, between you and I! Since I'm opening up to you, I don't always get that close to share my birthday with anyone.” Jhonia explains why she won't invite him, but she points out the aura of a new friendship!

“Why didn’t you tell me? We should plan a celebration together!!!! Wouldn’t it be great if our mates were best friends or brothers?!?!” Crap. Why did I have to randomly spit out that day? “Because Maya has been talking about her birthday almost non-stop for weeks,” Penelope reminded me in our link. “It put the date at the top of your mind.” Sigh. “Maya, Piper didn’t tell you that you have the same birthday because you don’t. She is lying. Her birthday is February 18,” Daphne interjected. The confidence in her tone was completely unnerving.

"That's the day Naomi gave Arthur the compass." Vivian nodded. "I'd forgotten the date." Mrs. Crawford looked at the remaining numbers. "And August nineteenth?" Edwin closed his eyes briefly. "Adrian's birthday." The room fell silent. Everyone looked at the final engraving. May twenty-seventh. Nobody spoke. Then Kieran slowly sat down. His chair scraped softly against the concrete. "My mother's birthday." Every head turned toward him. "You know that?" He nodded. "I remember Dad forgetting it once." A sad smile touched his face.