Danganronpa Roleplay Novels & Stories

Malia mumbled, relaxing back into the bag. "I'll start with . . ." Dani began, looking around the group. "Rory," she completed. Rory, a dark skinned guy with a mass of curly dark hair, dark, deep set eyes, sensual pink lips and a fine jawline with a budding goatee, looked up from the phone in his hand. "Yay," he intoned, waving his hand, obviously not interested in the game. "Would you rather," Dani went on, "jerk off to me or to Kimberly."

☪ Main Roles ☪ Dale Daniel Cuego —The gem of Riona for his superb writing. Clarriese Zyah Tehran —Jolly lady who dreamed to be journalist and started chasing her dream from joining the Riona, the school paper of Dreamnote University. Aron Ryle Nahil Diesma —Known for his cheerful personality. Johnny Viegas —Wealthiest among the rest. Dale’s close friend. Crystal Dwight Villorio —The cool and brave best friend of Zyah and Ellaine.

But not on my watch. I moved quickly, entering the hallway and finding the room. Inside were three men, eyes wild with fury. “Who the hell are you?!” one barked, stepping forward. I scanned the room—Paige wasn’t there. “She’s not here,” I muttered. “Hey, I asked you a question!” the man snapped again, fists clenching. They began to circle me. I couldn’t kill them—that would change too much. But I could put them to sleep. Reapers have tricks beyond death.

This is going to be a shitshow. I briefly meet his gaze and I’m happy that Rory is on her phone, probably texting Justin if I had to guess. “Okay, well, I’ll give you a brief rundown and also a refresher for everyone else. So, you pick a person, ask them truth or dare and then choose a number. If the person rolling the dice rolls that number then you get to ask them the question or dare them to do something, whichever they choose. We usually only do dares but for the sake of keeping things”—she shoots me and Rory a look—“more PG because no one wants to take their clothes off anymore”—she rolls her eyes —“we’ll offer truths.”

Lara patted her hands roguishly “it’s your turn to spit.” Dana blinked innocently. “Not working dearie… spit” Lara made a mocking face. Realizing that Lara would not let her off, Dana admitted defeat and sat back on the sofa.g “Actually, I don’t know either. One minute he mocked me, saying that even if he had to act, it wouldn’t be with me and then when I said good bye as Jeremy came, he pulled my hand and acted the role to perfection and then…” Dana paused. “Then” Lara prompted excitedly, “and then what girl?”

Role-playing was almost a nightly occurrence. Sometimes we would stage our role-plays outside the safety of our home. On many occasions, I have 'picked her up' in bars. We've also role-played at restaurants, and even on street corners. In case you're thinking that I was responsible for initiating these games, you would be wrong. Most of the time it was Anna who chose the role-playing scenario. Her favorites were forced sex, bondage, and being a submissive little slut.

And there, in the center of the code, was Julian's designation: FINAL_BOSS_TIER_S_MARIONETTIST_ACTIVE. Directly below it: PLAYER_PRIMARY_CAMRYN_CHAVEZ_STAGE_III_ACTIVE. And listed in supporting code: PLAYER_SECONDARY_AMON_CAELAN... PLAYER_SECONDARY_MIRANDA_CASTELLAN... on and on through everyone I'd met, everyone I'd fought beside. All of them marked as PLAYER types. Real people transmigrated into the game. None of them marked as NPC. "They're real," I breathed.

"Declan, I'm bleeding. There's blood everywhere! You have to let me go to the hospital! "It hurts. My stomach hurts so much!" The dread was so overwhelming that I nearly lost my mind. I threw myself at the door, but the cold wooden panels held firm. Declan's voice on the other side was cruel in its indifference. "Wren, I've known you for ten years, yet I never realized what a good actress you were. "Petra's the one who got hurt. I barely pushed you, but you're screaming about bleeding.

She was afraid that he was a bad person who wanted to kidnap her because of her stepfather's status as a very dangerous military chief. But Diana's wild thoughts disappeared when the man introduced himself.... "I'm Darren, that's my name." Darren? Annabelle's friend? Diana had never known. "I'm the boy who caught you crying in the restroom when your mom scolded you," he said again. Dana immediately shut her mouth. She finally remembered! Darren, the son of Alpha Adam who currently leads Pack Kyne. Diana still didn't think they would meet again. Especially after not meeting for a long time, she didn't recognize his face.

He didn’t say the name with love, that’s for sure. “I am.” Hunter nodded hesitantly. “How is Collin a reaper? What are reapers exactly?” Callie asked. “Reapers are kind of like special agents. Trained to deal with combat and other things. Reapers are normally sent out in groups to bring in the people on the list.” “They abduct people?” Callie’s eyebrow shifted up. “Kind of.” He nodded. “What do they do to the people they capture?” I asked hesitantly. “I don’t know.” Hunter replied, “Reapers are required to work on orders, no questions asked.”