( Ver ) .game-master╰☆╮(❝Nagito Komaeda❞) - Blog Posts

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❖ ─ ━ ɩɴⅴеႽτɩնατοʀ She didn’t need to be lectured nor did she need to be reminded how wrong one mistake would lead to her end but that didn’t matter in the slightest. If she could at least get through with this and tried to talk to him then that would make a difference, she was a pacifist at heart, kind to a fault and above all-patient when it is needed.  ❝I don’t need to be an Ultimate to have a talent, to be bound by just one.  ❞ Breathe, and relax. That’s all she needed to keep her composure and not fail this task. Being calm is needed and honestly, she has faced death almost before yet that was a long time ago and it’s the same right now too. She wasn’t anything special but if she can reach out to others then that is all that matters to her, she could relate to people yet not relate to them at all. ❝I want to make a difference that’s all. Even if my efforts are so little, so little that it goes unnoticed yet if it impacts it just slightly then that matters most to me. Being able to save lives and having those lives to live another day when some can’t matters mostly.  ❞ Unlike her….if I could save others from the same fate then that’s fine. One step, two step, stay positive.  ❝The boss views you Despairs as targets and wanting to kill you, whatever Munakata-san says, goes to the boss there. I don’t believe that a happy ending will come true if ALL of Despair itself will vanish, there’s need to be an equal balance between both Hope and Despair. To me, you Remnants are victims, yet victims that are not monsters. My goal is to talk and not capture if I’m able to make it out alive. ❞

Happiness nor hope was a fleeting and fickle thing, her light was snuffed up so death was welcoming to her. But right now she has someone to get back to so failure wasn’t an option. ❝My skills alone won’t be able to do that-maybe in the future you’ll likely be saved. For now I just want to hold up a conversation. As said before I only want to talk, capturing isn’t an option for me. I always like to get to know the person I’m talking to before I judge them if they are worthy of my trust. I am kind to a fault afterall and…everyone has a few skeletons hiding in their closet including me but you don’t need to know what is it.❞ She took a few more steps if her experience taught her anything is to take risks and jump at fate so she just have to hold her breath and continue forward. ❝I’m fine! If I can’t do this alone then it would just be another blow to my self-esteem or my pride. ❞

      For a moment, his eyes widen just a little – those words reminded him a little of someone, but? In his extreme disassociation of being SERVANT, he couldn’t recognize whom said it. Confusion sits obviously in his expression now. Almost to the point of FRUSTRATION.

      With that, the DESPAIR-obsessed youth frowns. Biting his lower lip in irritation. Why couldn’t he remember who said that? Or said something similar? He knew s o m e o n e had once spoken along those lines to him before – and who was it? Who? “… is that something you believe? Or is that something you learned?” Nagito’s words, this time, sounded confused. Perhaps that was simply the view of the S M A L L trying to make themselves feel better. But, he could also remember one who was (h o p e) speaking of a TALENT like c h a i n s. Something that captured them and held them to do a singular thing. . . “You’ll often find those with the title Ultimate serve to have many talents and sub-talents, in relation. Are you saying that we are trapped by these titles?” Not that he often considered himself part of those “ULTIMATES.” – that was why he could become something as lowly as a SERVANT to those tyrannical children. . .

      Though, as she spoke, Nagito listened quietly this time. What an ODD goose. She wanted to make a difference – even if it was only to a handful of people. Could such a miniscule goal even be considered a goal? If everything she ever accomplished only helped a handful of people who also didn’t accomplish anything . . . wouldn’t that be infuriating?

      He wanted to ask, his lips parted to do so, however – this time his BAD LUCK kicked in. A coughing fit starting up due to the access of DUST in the air. And, due to it, he collapses onto his knees. Shifting his weight a little roughly, and both would hear the SCREECH of ground moving because of it. He could hear the distressed metal crying out as remnants of it attempted to hold up the remaining ground. “… i-is… that so? What a strange… dream.” Nagito laughs out the words a little. He couldn’t understand those words, honestly. He couldn’t understand her point of few. After all: He’d already written her off as someone of “no importance.”

      It would take a miracle for the current Komaeda to even remotely accept what she said. His brain twisted with both HOPE & DESPAIR.

      Now that he’d settled a little – the coughing fit having stopped, the ground stopped moving as much… however? The ground was weaker now. And cracks were forming at an alarming rate. Komaeda knew that if he stayed where he was, even if she didn’t come over here, he’d end up falling. However? He had no fear of d e a t h – this was his game. He’d set it up, and he wouldn’t move. “… victims, hmm?” No. Nagito wouldn’t consider himself a victim. The only VICTIM died far before this – the person he’d considered his classes H O P E had vanished from them that day. . . long ago. “Are we truly what you would consider pitiable? That’s almost… laughable, honestly.” He smiles a little then. However, given his current state of kneeling on the ground, he didn’t look… as in control as he’d once been. At this moment, SERVANT almost looked like a victim. Tired. ALMOST SAD, even in his smile. “If you can get to me, I have agreed I’d go with you. So? If you want to talk – if that’s the reward you seek, then fine. Come and take it.”

      WHAT DIFFERENCE WOULD BE MADE FROM TALKING? H o n e s t l y everything she said confused him: but, perhaps that was alright. “… you’re a strange girl.” She wanted to help him? She wanted to talk? To build a future where he might be saved? He couldn’t tell if she was optimistic or pessimistic. But? It was … funny, to see how her brain worked.

      If she continued as carefully as she was… she might truly make it. He could see her carefully shuffling along. She was obviously used to this breaking world. However, with his earlier coughing fit, if she got too close? The ground would collapse. Would she be able to reach him? Truly? He smiles a little… not noticing the blood that trickled down his lip to his chin. ( when he earlier bit his lip in frustration – he’d managed to do some damage. ) “I shall not move, then.” The words were earnestly spoken, though a part of him still believed she couldn’t do it… she was now much closer. If she kept it up at this pace, she might truly be able to reach him.

       … he couldn’t tell if he was SURPRISED or IMPRESSED that she was truly willing to do something so risky. Especially if she knew his former t i t l e.

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❖ ─ ━ ɩɴⅴеႽτɩնατοʀ She already analyzed the situation that she was in as soon they both stopped there. Even though it didn’t look good she wanted to at least try talking to him calmly without all of this, capturing was out of the picture as she likely knows what they are going to do with the Despairs once captured too plus she didn’t have a gun on her only stun weapons of the sorts. ❝Don’t judge me. Just because I’m small doesn’t mean that I’m useless cause I’m not an Ultimate like you, besides I do have a few skills of my own. ❞ Asano recalled back just stating her own thoughts there, it’s true she does know a few small things but that doesn’t mean she’s useless. Seeing that he took a step back as he said what was next did put her on edge though.

Already knowing what his talent does don’t help her ease her mind about it though, she took a quick glance around to see if there was anything that would help her get around with making the ground fall if she did go to him.  ❝Tell me, why do you think that my goal is to arrest you then? Let me tell you this since we are alone right now in this dark cave, my own thoughts about you Despairs there is highly different to what my boss is. Also, don’t think I didn’t do my research either I know what I’m up against….So let see if my luck is with me this time. ❞ She simply sighed lightly, this was going to be troublesome but she hoped that luck was on her side today though it was soon she felt a small wisp landed on her shoulder for good luck though.  ❝Well, you overlooked one thing I don’t use a gun, I only weapons that stun people. Although I could just throw my high heels at you to make you unconscious. ❞ With that being said though she thought that if she didn’t wear her shoes it would likely improve her chances maybe so she took them off.

      SERVANT laughs a little when she says that – “DON’T JUDGE ME.” As though it wasn’t already human nature to judge everyone’s adherent worth. It was funny to hear, though. Especially in this day an age. As society crumbles around you and the only LAWS that matter are created and reinforced with strict punishment.

      Not that SOCIETY meant anything to him at this point. He was with the ULTIMATE DESPAIR. Those whom had forced the world into this absolutely trashed state. “Is that so?” There was absolutely no belief in his tone. If the ULTIMATE LUCKY STUDENT – well, former, believed her at all? It didn’t show. If anything, he sounded more amused by her comments then before. But, his eyes still showed little to no interest. A consistent, degrading, look. She was no ULTIMATE.

     She was not H O P E.

            Nor could she dream to be.

     Not in his eyes. Not in this world. So? It was funny to watch her try so hard – it was about the same feeling someone might get from watching POLICE approach the BIG BAD in an action movie. You know they’re going to be slaughtered. To prove the s t r e n g t h of the bad guy, and prove the necessity of the SUPERHERO. “You work in a unit whose specialty is dealing with the tragedies of this current, crumbling world. Or at least, that’s what your uniform suggests. Am I mistaken in believing that that is why you try so hard, little dog?” He asks in a breath – almost sighing out the words, as through frustrated at why she could believe that she has the right to ask him these questions. “… you have different goals then your boss? Alright, interesting, I suppose. But your unity is one of your strengths in this currently chaotic world. If you do not hunt me down to relinquish me to that brute you call your leader, then why are you after me?”

      As she comments about his skill, he says nothing. Simply offering her a dead-eyed smile. He had never believed in his ability. LUCK was not H O P E. If anything – his skill was a tragedy. A curse. But, sometimes? It worked for him. He’d find out whether that was the case today or not. “Do you fancy yourself able to save me?” Komaeda asks, half-heartedly.

     She was going to try, then. He could see her removing her shoes and making her way closer, bit by bit. He could hear the ground crumbling ever so slightly under each movement. He knew – if she came out here, fully, they would both go crashing down. And yet, here she was trying regardless. “Should I give you a handy cap, Miss? Do you need me to move forward to give you an actual chance?” This was said in mocking – after all: She’d told him not to look down on her. If she asked him to adjust for her – then she’d be admitting that she can’t do it on her own. And yet, he was giving her a chance to prove herself. She was small, light-weight, she had a real chance. So? He’d remain still as they spoke… watching her movements carefully.

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❖ ─ ━ ɩɴⅴеႽτɩնατοʀ If it takes for her hell and back, sore feet and all from going after this one particular person well-that was enough for her to go after especially when her interest in them has spark(like her partner perchance). Perseverance, patience and a tiny bit of kindness comes along way for the investigator.  She knows that she was replaceable even to the foundation, that if she were to die and disappear she wouldn’t be remembered much or even at all and….she was expandable just like the rest but if she could impact on someone of importance or to anyone at all that would be enough. ❝Don’t you think I already know that, to the foundation, I’m likely expandable and doesn’t mean much to them. I’m not anything like my partner and his instincts nor like Branch Head Kirigiri with her observance- I’m nothing like them however it does not mean that I’m willing to just walk behind either.  Not everyone is the same otherwise how boring would that be.❞ The blonde knows her fate by now, she was just her partners ‘side-kick’ however….he was someone special to her and that was enough to keep her going.  ❝Your asking me something that trivial? I’m persistent not because of my job, it’s because for a person like yourself-you caught my interest. My job as a SCI is dangerous however if your asking me if I would die for my job then no, I applied to the SCI so I can prevent the body count from rising….however if my path one day was forced to take up arms and kill then so be it.  ❞ She can’t be a pacifist forever, there would be a time one day where if she have to take up arms and kill so she can protect someone then she doesn’t care if her path is dyed red. Besides, I’ve lost someone once and I won’t let another slip past me. ❝I love my job however before that, I value those I’m close to so if I have to kill someone to protect them then so be it. The world is cruel, harsh and it bares its fangs to those who are ll be ill-prepared, if I don’t kill then I’ll be killed. That answer should be enough hopefully.❞

       “… interesting.”

      The single word wasn’t spoken unkindly – despite his obvious lack-of-interest in her words, he kept his focus on the girl who had followed him all the way here. For someone so remarkably unremarkable, she had some interesting thoughts. And she was willing to persist to the edge of a calamity to chase him here…

      A few more steps, a little way forward, and he’d cause a collapse here. They would both be sent downward through crumbling grounds into whatever remained of the emergency underground pathways. The sub tunnels and the side passages. If they were both lucky, they wouldn’t be crushed to death. ( L U C K Y, hmm? ) Again, Servant looks towards the cracks.

      “You know your worth, but you also know what you stand for. Little dogs shouldn’t have such loud barks.” His comment was spoken with some amount of frustration. It was his own personal belief that only ULTIMATES – only the truly G I F T E D deserved to be lifted up, and that everyone else? Served only to make those extraordinary few shines brighter. Being T A I N T E D by despair had hardly changed that. Instead, it had only served to reinforce that mindset. “It bothers me that you know you’re unremarkable, and yet you fancy yourself capable of making change – so? How about we make a bet, you and I?” With that, he takes a step backwards.

      The sounds of creaking with the additional weight – “If you come over here, if you can make it to me? I’ll let you arrest me.” He says, lifting his hands into the air. His gloved hand and his free one. “But – if you come over here, the ground will likely reach its limit. We’ll both go tumbling into what’s left of the subway tracks… and we’ll likely be crushed to death. But? If you live, I’ll keep my word. How about it? Want to test your luck?”

      The former ULTIMATE LUCKY STUDENT tilts his head ever-so-slightly to the side when he finishes talking. A curious expression reaching his pale jade eyes. His hands remained in the air, for now? It was a “MOCK-SURRENDER.” But, if she could truly make it to his side and survive, he’d give himself over. “Of course, you could just shoot me.”

// nagito komaeda - verses

{ “School Trip of Mutual Killing” } –                     ( ver ) .tragedy╰☆╮(❝Nagito Komaeda❞)

      This takes place during the main timeline of “SDR2.” After Monokuma arrived, beat off their teacher Usami/Monomi, and announced that this was going to become a “Killing Game,” something akin to what Nagito had been joking about not that long ago… During this time, the “Ultimate Lucky Student” has become rather unstable. Believing himself not worthy to be an Ultimate, but instead, thinks of himself as something of an “Ultimate’s fan” or sorts. He wishes to become a stepping stone for the others to use, as a bases for them to leave this island, so that they might have a chance to leave this place. [His ideas are a little skewed due to a few medical conditions, as well as his own beliefs, making him difficult to get along with… even if he initially appears pleasant.]

{ Island Mode AU } –                      ( ver ) .trust╰☆╮(❝Nagito Komaeda❞)

      This takes place in in an alternative reality where, instead of Monokuma winning his fight with Usami? She beat the stuffing out of him, instead, and told him to leave. In this mode, Nagito is friendly, though often a little confusing for his classmates. Due to his instability from his ailments, he can be a bit hard to work with… but? Over all? He is friendly, willing to work with others, and tries his best. (Though, he often reads a little too deeply into little things, if they’re not worded carefully.) He has a bit of an inferiority complex, and often worries that he won’t measure up to people’s expectations of him.

{ Normal School Life } –                     ( ver ) .lucky╰☆╮(❝Nagito Komaeda❞)

      School life back at Hope’s Peak Academy. Though, initially, Nagito turned down the invitation several times, eventually he agreed to attend, based on the headmasters persistence. Though he doesn’t believe his “talent” is truly something worth being called an “Ultimate” over? He does find it awe-inspiring that Hope’s Peak wishes to do research on something as obscure as “Luck” as one of their talents. Because of his view on his talent? He often views others as better then himself… but? He definitely feels he is more fortunate in those in the Reserve.

{ Despair Days } –                       ( ver ) .twisted╰☆╮(❝Nagito Komaeda❞)

       This would be Nagito prior to his involvement in DR:AE. His actions as a member of the Remnants of Despair, and the time after he left Hope’s Peak Academy, to help spread despair. Believing, ultimately, that hope can only spread properly by watching despair fester and grow… only to be utterly crushed. He wishes to nurture despair, watch it grow, so that he can watch it burned to the ground. During this time, you can expect that he is a fair bit more twisted, and dangerous.

{ DR:AE Servant } –                     ( ver ) .game-master╰☆╮(❝Nagito Komaeda❞)

      Spoiler Warning for Danganronpa AE: Ultra Despair Girls - Due to a specifically planned series of events, he was able to align himself appropriately to become a part of the Warrior’s of Hope, in a role as insignificant as a “Servant.” Finding himself “captured” by them, and his life threatened, he begged for his life and was willing to do anything to stay alive. Eventually? They choose to spare him on account of him being useful to them. However? This is part of him playing a role. A Child’s Paradise? A successor? It’s hard to tell what exactly he’s after… but only a few know he’s there on purpose.

{ Post-SDR2 / DR3 } –                     ( ver ) .miracle╰☆╮(❝Nagito Komaeda❞)

      As unlikely as it seems? Eventually, Nagito managed to wake up. It took a little… unlikely help, and the destruction of the world he’d been in, within the Neo World Program. But? He has awoken, and? With a little bit of help from his friends, he has managed to more or less recover - including the introduction of a replacement arm.

       After all: It wasn’t as though the spare he’d picked up earlier was doing him much good…

{ Genderbent Verse } -                   ( ver ) .lady luck╰☆╮(❝Nagito Komaeda❞)

       Name: Nagisa Komaeda

       Nagisa is a very… particular young lady. Despite having been brought into Hope’s Peak Academy as the “ULTIMATE LUCKY STUDENT,” she doesn’t believe herself to be talented at all. A fact that she isn’t exactly shy to tell the others. However, she does like to cheer on her truly talented classmates, and would happily do just about anything for the lot of them.

      ( For the most part, this is an add-on verse. So, this verse may appear in addition to one of the many other verses I have around~ And is mostly available by request. )

{ Idol Verse } -                    ( ver ) .sacred garden╰☆╮(❝Nagito Komaeda❞)

      The current pet project of a relatively small agency known for “One Hit Wonders,” Nagito Komaeda has somehow managed to keep a certain amount of fame after his releases. The agency is known as “SACRED GARDEN,” and frankly? It’s desperate to have one true success story. And they, more so then he, are willing to do just about anything to get anyone to be that for them. And? Since he’s the one whose left an impact, they’re now doing just about anything they can to get him to be successful.

{ Mastermind Nagito } -                       ( ver ) .despair╰☆╮(❝Nagito Komaeda❞)

      It was funny, wasn’t it? How the truly talented people could do so much but often strives for so little. It was wasteful. Pitiful. Especially when people like him couldn’t contribute to society. Not really. And all of their talents… they didn’t have to even try for them. Everything was simple, spoon fed, for most of them.  And, one after another, his talent - his curse, has him crippled and was even killing him. Because of this, because of his rage, he’s decided to take some action. After all: His luck has at least granted him one true resource he could use - money. And with it, he creates his own death game. Where only those who begin to see the value of their own talents can pass.

      “Welcome to my little game. You have one week to get out. All of you have been given two things. A key, one for any of the various things in this establishment. It’s up to you to figure out whose key does what. And the other thing? Is a collar filled with explosives. One that is part of a randomizer that I’ve set up here… Every hour? Someone will die at random. So? You’ve better put forth your best effort to get out, hmm? … oh? How? Well, that’s simple. You have to figure out who I am. And kill me. If you do? You’ll be rewarded~ You’ll get the key that can stop the game and release you from this building. You’ll even inherit a great reward,” his vast fortune, “… but? You’ll certainly have to work to get it, this time.”       ( As with Makoto? Nagito is not obsessed with despair. In fact, the only thing he believes in is his luck. It’s the only thing that he’s had shown to him, had proven to him, so many times that he can’t help but believe in it. However? He has no love for his fellow classmates. He considers them all pitiful and useless, since they don’t value their gifts as much as he feels they should - especially when his is so destructive to himself. However? He has made himself part of this game too. He has a collar and a key, just like everyone else. It’s a game. It has to be fair, doesn’t it? )

{ Mystical AU / Orsus } –                    ( ver ) .boundless (shape-shifter)╰☆╮(❝Nagito Komaeda❞)

      Nagito Komaeda is an odd one – a drifter from Safe Haven to Safe Haven. He doesn’t tend to stay anywhere for more than a few years, given his… Unusual nature. A lot of the Folk exist as shape shifters, so? That part isn’t of particular surprise to anyone. But? Given his unusual existence and his origin, he finds that he just doesn’t settle anywhere well. After all: He was never given any particular grounding. No sense of belonging.

      Perhaps it’s because he feels incomplete, that he drifts – looking for something/anything, that makes him feel completed. Grounded. Anchored. Until then? He drifts. And for now? That makes him a resident of the island, Orsus.

      “Nagito” is a name he chose for himself – after all: he wasn’t traditionally born. Nagito was a stray “fabric of creation” left from when the universe was made. However, he was never used to make anything, and left to drift. Years passed, and eventually, somehow, it became self-aware. His base form, his natural self, is the only “original” thing he can turn into – aside from that? He can only shape-shift into things that already exist. Or that are currently still alive. He is no god, so he cannot create anything – or become anything that doesn’t exist anymore. The only exception is his base form.