Junko Enoshima Personality Novels & Stories

Living back in her seat, Izora watched him. "You're not what I expected," she said He lifted his eyebrows. Ah? And what would you have expected? "A grunning, bald ex-military guy with scars and zero personality." Enoch let out laughter. Again she was startled by a low, boyish sound. "I can grumble if you like," he said. "Maybe add in some terrible backstory?" She yanked. You're insane. Still, you're smiling. She is. She had not realised it either.

He even figured out how to program basic code using Etch-A-Sketch and bribed the older kids with animal crackers to form a mini-IT team. They called it “TotTech.” One day, Junko visited again and leaned over the crib where he now slept peacefully between strategy meetings. “You know, boss,” she whispered, “You’re actually less terrifying as a baby.” Takuto slowly turned his head, eyes full of warning. She handed him a pacifier with a smirk. “Don’t worry. When you’re back to normal, I’ll pretend none of this happened.” Then she showed him a baby-blue onesie with the embroidered words:

She has a unique laugh and she can fly too. “Are you looking at, Kunti? People who are sad are also laughed at,” Reno seemed to be grumbling. For Reno, ghosts are no longer something to be afraid of, because he already has the ability of the sixth sense from birth. In fact, Reno felt that making friends with creatures from another world was more exciting than humans. That’s why, Reno is often considered a strange child and is often bullied at school. “Hey, why are you, a man handsome? How come your face looks like dirty laundry, it’s limp like that,” asked the Kunti, still accompanied by her distinctive laugh.

Natasha said through gritted teeth. My brow rose, and I internally applauded her composure. It was a better answer than I would have released. “How restrained.” “Imagine working for the…frustrating,” Jenna said, also holding back on all the bad things she probably wanted to fling from her mouth. While I didn’t believe Marjorie was a bad person or bad at her job, her personality was so grating and annoying. Over the phone it wasn’t so strong, but in person it was instant. Her need to be seen and acknowledged, putting people down in order to shine, was not the kind of behavior I could stand.

I glared at him, "I probably could if I fucking tried but I know when when to play it safe. Unlike you who would stick their dick in dirt." "Ever thought you felt it like dirt because you found your mate," Enzo muttered, referring to the first few days we were here, "don't they say that once you've found your mate that no one else can satisfy you sexually." "Clearly that doesn't apply," I deadpanned "She's half human. That probably has a lot to do with most of her choices. Maybe that doesn't apply to her but it does to you," Zen said. "Fuck, I missed this. Talking with my best mates. Too bad this will probably be the last discussion we're going to have," Enzo slapped a hand over my shoulder,

Leonard asked. “Who is she and where is she from? It is nobody's business, I'm telling you all now as my family, so have it at the back of your mind” Enzo replied. One of Enzo's characteristics is that he is calm and cool-headed but at the same time he was dangerous, he was not one to argue and was slow to anger unlike Loyd. “I won't let you marry some lowlife, that decision will not hold” Leonard countered. “Of course” Loyd scoffed, downing the entire glass of whiskey at once.

He was like a father figure to all the girls and a respected business man by many. His sons were surprsingly the complete opposite. Gio was the oldest and a complete cold stone. He never made eye contact with any of us and made it very clear what he thought about us. The second oldest, Enzo, was someone everyone knew. Enzo was nice and cheerful but in a way still extremely childish. He was a ladies' man and knew his way around women. He saw everyone and everything as a challenge and he did not like to lose.

His days were numbered and I think we were on the lower end of those days now. Enzo was a different story. Enzo was a maniac. Enzo would be just craziness to live like a cockroach. Everyone would try to kill him. He had no allies, no real loyalty, nothing. He didn’t need it though. Thriving on the fact that he would destroy anything and everything including himself for his goals. Enzo should not be allowed free let alone alive. The problem with that was that he would take as many people with him. That wasn’t something I could do. Not seeing how Marek was with his family. I’d brought enough upheaval in his life and family.

She needed to know if they would be great for espionage and communications. So far, she could tell how Nikki was soft-hearted and quiet. The boy had pointed ears like an elf and was rather small. He had long, light brown hair that reached past his shoulders, which he let down, contrasting his pale grey eyes. Unlike Elyon, who was assertive with his opinions, he wasn't keen on taking the lead. However, the guild leader of Rainforest wasn’t a dictator. He constantly sought the counsel and opinions of his party members. Juno, the astronomer, was closer to their moral compass, mitigating conflicts with his cordial and professionalism. He had a harmonious relationship with the party, but somethin

she said with a fond smile. "Haruki told me about your mother. I'm really sorry," "I'm sorry for yours too, she must have been a very interesting person." "She was..." Jun said distantly, " She was a wonderful person full of life and mischief." "You must have taken after her, then..." Iori said with a chuckle "and I think that you took from your mother more than you think you did," Jun said, " when I first knew you, I remember thinking that this is what the word Yamato Nadeshiko means. You're a true Japanese lady..."