Dice Danganronpa Novels & Stories

I was still on the third floor! That was when the familiar mechanical voice echoed once more. “Congratulations, player. You have completed the previous dungeon. Due to your popularity ranking, you have now been recalled into the game. This dungeon is titled Hospital Horror. Please find the escape door within three days. Difficulty level: S. “Due to audience demand, previous NPCs and bosses will be assigned roles in this game. Their game identities are Dr. White, Dr. Jackson, and Mr. Winchester. I wish you a pleasant game.”

He howled, head snapping back. Dre handed me a rag. “Again?” I nodded. We took turns—fists to ribs, crunching; knees to the gut, making him retch. A knife drawn slowly across his thigh—not deep enough to kill, just enough to make him scream as blood soaked his pants. “Talk,” I growled, twisting the blade just a little. Brandon gasped, sweat mixing with blood on his face. “Go to hell.” Dre laughed darkly. “We’re already there, man. You’re just the guest.”

It consisted of a large glowing monitor, a keyboard, and a central processor tower with multiple open data ports. I reached into the small hidden pocket lined inside the bodice of my gown. My fingers found the tiny, black hacking drive Adrian had given me. I pulled it out and stared at it for a brief second. This tiny piece of plastic held the power to destroy a mafia empire. I jammed the drive into the open port on the console. The monitor flared to life immediately. A black terminal window popped up on the screen, lines of green code scrolling too fast for me to read. Then, a thick progress bar appeared in the center of the window.

Jack lasted forty-five seconds before Eror bit his head off. Dianna chuckled. She couldn’t help it. “Okay, your turn,” he said. Dianna picked up the controller and restarted the game. Yes, she’d played this dungeon boss many times, but that didn’t mean she could beat it one hundred percent of the time. The trick was to not let the babies get her. They were distracting and nipped at her character, decreasing her health, as she fought Eror. But she needed to keep focussed on the mother serpent.

I squeezed Jonas’s hand before moving to Osirus’ side as he called everyone to order. “Our first game is to see how many kills you can obtain in half an hour, only using your Goddess-given abilities. We will hunt in teams of ten. The winner will get their choice of a date partner for tonight. The date will be at any restaurant in the area and paid for by my father. Now, who wants to be in the first group?” he asked. I thrust my hand confidently into the air. “I want to go.”

As the day grew later and more people came in Boro finally got his wish. As the innkeeper's wife brought out a steaming plate of roast pork and rice for Boro to feast on, he heard some men playing dice talk loudly about a man to the far west that wielded a white blade. Boro's head lifted from his hot meal and looked over to the men. There were about six of them sitting at a table dropping copper coins into a pile and taking turns throwing a pair of dice. They had the look of farmers, their nails were dirty; dust and dirt stained their rough spun clothes. Boro picked up his plate and ale and set it down on a table closer to them. The men paid Boro no mind, thinking that he was just trying to

There was also a wild card slot on each one. The game started, and surprisingly enough, it rolled to something risqué right off the bat. One man rolled one dice, and then a random girl rolled another. Kelly giggled nervously as bite and nipples came up. "Just be easy on me," the woman said with a smile. After several rounds passed with relatively mild results Ed rolled it and it came up suck. The girl, the diminutive blonde that had asked about the size of Duncan's equipment, rolled and got cock. "Yay!" she clapped, giggling. Her husband, a large body-builder type laughed.

A week after, Jimmy and Lord Nylian were having breakfast alone. The table was silent, only the sound of the juice glasses and cutlery setting on the marble table could be heard. The Duke was reading Dreamy Day, the number one newspaper in the kingdom. The writers and editors made sure to include all the things that happen daily in Fantasia, such as the next game of Golden Basket; it's the same concept as the regular Basketball game on Earth, except that it's played in the air. The players are mostly fairies or creatures that have wings. They must pass a kind of silver balloon and throw it on the golden basket that floated peacefully in the air.

Sakura demanded, her face ugly. “Our top disciple here thought that I could hear the number of the dice after seeing me win round after round. That’s why she used a cool trick to hide the dice inside other dice. She wanted to roll for three ones, then shatter the dice to reveal a four, a five, and a six.” “According to her calculations, I was expected to only wager for small or three ones.” “When that happens, all she needs to do is to blow air out of her mouth to reveal a four, a five, and a six on the table. Like that, I’d lose.”

We all watch in anticipation for the dice to come to a stop, and when it lands face up on 3, the group cheers loudly and drinks. Nate, who is seated next to Gabby, swipes the dice up and rolls it while we all chug back our beverages. The dice lands on 5, and a disappointed Nate reluctantly empties his bottle into the glass jug, filling it a third of the way before he retreats into the kitchen to grab a new bottle.