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Akio Taira the Ultimate Pyromaniac

JesusMonroePerson was signed in when posted
03:12 PM ET (US)
After the announcement, you can’t seem to find a way to calm yourself down. It didn’t help that no one else seemed to be concerned that they were either all going to have to bear their souls or one of them would die.

At around noon, you decide you’re going to make a barbecue for everyone. You hope it’ll do something to lift their spirits.

“Lord Taira, what are you doing?” Kagayaki had walked in.

“I’m cooking! Everybody’s gonna love my patties!”

“I’m a vegan…”

“I know!” Akio seemed insulted. “I got veggie patties too! Here!”

He put a patty on a plate for Kagayaki.

“This...this is practically charcoal.”

Tears welled up in Akio’s eyes. “Y-You’re not even gonna try it?”

Kagayaki’s mouth stiffened. “Alright.” She cut into the patty and took a bite of it. “I uh...it’s delicious. I’ll save the rest for later.”

Akio put two charred patties on a bun and looked around the cabinet. “H-Hey! Someone took all the Heinz!” He knocked his plate off the table. “Man, lunch is ruined.”

You don’t really do much during your day. At around 3:30, people start to notice that Anissa is missing and head to the camera room.

Silas and Akio investigate the garden.

“Hey, I remember these plants.” Akio observed. “Sachiko used to to take care of them all the time.”

“Oh really, what do they do?”

Akio put his fingers to his temples and thought real hard. “They’re sleep medicine.”
JesusMonroePerson was signed in when posted
01:44 PM ET (US)
[23rd 5:00 PM]
“Yo, Akio!” Casey yelled. “What’s wrong with you?!” She picks up a banana peel off the floor. “How many times do we gotta say it?!”

Akio darts his eyes to Casey and tries to run away, dropping a banana peel behind him.

“Get back here!” Casey grabs him by the collar.

“That’s enough.” S came into the room.

“Thanks, S.” Casey sighed. “This kid has been real-”

“I’m talking about you, Casey. Let him be.”

“Ha!” Akio laughed.

Casey shrunk a little, but then got a little indignant. “You know, S. Don’t think I haven’t noticed you’ve been acting mighty weird since you got that letter.”

“Are you going to accuse me of something, Casey?”

There was a tense silence. “Tch. Forget it.”

[24th 3:00 PM]
You head to Sachiko’s room.

“Oh, Akio! What are you doing here?”

“I thought we could spend some time together before the party.” He smiled. “I brought your gift too!”

“Akio, we’re supposed to wait until…”

“Ta-da!” You produce the small potted plant with the googly eyes. “It’s another Audrey!”

Sachiko begins to tear up and wraps Akio in a tight hug. “Oh my god, thank you so much! This is the sweetest…” She takes a deep breath, overcome with emotion. “This is the happiest I’ve been since Dale...thank you so much. This is so precious.”

“I’m glad you like it.”

“I love it.” She puts the plant in her room. “Wait, but S already gave me a gift.” Sachiko held up a computer chip. “I was going to go to firmware programming soon to watch it.”

“Yeah, you’re not my Secret Santa.” Akio admitted. “I just got you a gift anyway.”

Sachiko smiled. “That’s even sweeter.’

“So who did you get?” Akio pointed at the wrapped present that Sachiko had. It seemed to be what she was giving.

“I won’t say.” Sachiko said. “I’m not a cheater...unlike the others.”

“Alright. Well, I’ll see you at the party.”

“I’ll see you then.”

You decide to investigate firmware programming on your own.

The room feels oddly...sterilized. It smells of cleaning products.

You play around with some of the video feeds and get useful captures.

No video footage exists before 9:45. It seems it was automatically deleted.

At around 9:45 PM, Molly and S arrived from the elevator.

At around 11:00 PM, S leaves. At around 11:05 PM, S comes back.

You also find a video feed of the acid etching room. It’s just after 11:30 PM. You hit play.

You can hear the body discovery announcement for Sachiko play. The camera is steady on the vat of acid, and you can’t see anything else.

Then shortly after, the mechanical arm of the crane comes into frame. It’s carrying...S? The arm opens and drops him into the acid. The acid immediately reddens.

You shiver but keep playing videos.

The next one you play...shocks you to your core.

It shows you. Dead in the poker room. A spear is going through your body and the chair.
JesusMonroePerson was signed in when posted
11:51 AM ET (US)
You pick a name in Secret Santa: Shirly

“Ehhhh….I don’t wanna make a gift for Shirly.” You mumble.

You burn up the slip of paper and decide you’re going to make a gift for Sachiko instead.
JesusMonroePerson was signed in when posted
11:20 AM ET (US)
You read the note Monokuma gave:

In the three years you've been missing, there's been a global shortage of bananas in the market. The price for a single one has risen to $9, making it a luxury item.
JesusMonroePerson was signed in when posted
10:43 AM ET (US)
You had woken up at about 6 AM the morning of the murder. Sleep was never coming easy in this place, but you decided you’d head to the kitchen early to wash yourself. Unfortunately when you got there, the sign read “OCCUPIED.”

You decide that you want to read some manga instead (manga in the 1950s was surprisingly pretty quality), so you head to the library. There’s also a sign on the door that greatly upsets you.

“Lord Taira, is something the matter?” Kagayaki just showed up.

“Yeah, I wanted to read some of the manga in the library.” He grumbled. “But someone’s shitting all over the place!”

There was a sign in front of the library door. “USING AS A SECOND BATHROOM. CURRENTLY OCCUPIED”

“I see…”

“The nerve of these people…” Akio kicked at the ground. “If they wanted to make a second bathroom, they should’ve asked first!”

“I don’t disagree.” Kagayaki nodded.. “At the very least they should’ve used one of the less popular rooms…”

“I bet it was Dale.” Akio huffed. “I hope he has a crappy morning.” He dropped a banana peel in front of the door and ran off, laughing.

What an awful start to the day! Can’t use the bathroom, can’t even read…

You waste some time for a bit and eventually decide to head to the conservatory--that was the suggested place to use as a bathroom earlier anyway. You remember Sachiko’s advice to not get eaten by Audrey: have something green on you. You head to your stash of bananas and grab one that hasn’t begun to ripe, and another to snack on.

“H-Hey Audrey.” You say as you walk in the conservatory. You hold out the green banana in front of you like a crucifix. “B-Be nice.”

Audrey didn’t seem interested. You slowly walk over and pet her. She had got even bigger overnight, at least twice the size of yesterday.

“You won’t even fit in this room in a few more days…” You chomp on the banana and throw the peel on the ground.

You head to a corner of the soil and pull your pants down. After quickly emptying your dinner, you use some leaves to wipe and begin to head out. You find yourself stepping on something and falling backwards, head hitting the stone border to the garden.

You find yourself barely conscious of the world around you.


Was that a gunshot? You don’t know. It doesn’t take much time (or does it…?) for you to feel the heat surrounding you. A fire had begun, spreading over you.

“Ah, I did it again!” You yell and run out of the room, crying.

You end up in the dining room and put yourself out with the fabrics on the table. You sit on the ground, frowning, and confused. What had even happened? Was it a dream? A nightmare?

Later when you discover Audrey’s charred body, you find yourself riddled with an immense amount of guilt. You keep it held up inside for now.

Lyla and Akio end up investigating the conservatory.

“I hate this place.” Akio mumbled. “F-Fire killed Audrey! And maybe Momo too!”

“It was just a plant at the end of the day.” Lyla tries to be encouraging. “We have to stay focused on the task at hand.”

“*sniff* Ok.”

Akio searches amongst the debris and pulls out a revolver. “Ah, Lyla! Your revolver!”

Lyla hurriedly grabs it and frowns. “It’s empty.” She seems more upset at it than she should.

“I get it.” Akio nods. “It was the last thing Dallas gave you.”

“Well, there’s something really sad about a useless gun too...I think the fire damaged it.” She begins to bury it in the soil for a makeshift funeral.

“Uh, it might be better if we hold onto it.” Akio decided. “For the trial.”

Lyla looks among the debris next and finds something. “Hmmm, what’s this?” She indicated a broken pile of machinery.

“Huh? I’m not sure.” Akio rubbed his chin. “This gets curiouser and curiouser.”

“Whatever it was…” Lyla held up some copper wire. “I think they made a battery for it.”


“You’re telling me.” Lyla picks up a banana peel off of the floor. “Is this your doing?”


Finally, they examine Momo’s body. “A-Ah!” Lyla realizes. “He has the same green stuff I had on me when Audrey ate me!”

“She ate Momo? I don’t see why she’d spit him out though….unless that just happened naturally when she died.”

There’s not much else to notice. The fire wasn’t bad enough to affect other rooms, but it definitely burnt up any fabric or paper that might’ve gotten caught in the bulk of it.

Lyla lifted up Momo’s shirt and examined the bullet wound. “That’s interesting.” Her face got serious.


“The bullet wound isn’t circular like a normal one. It’s uh...oblong.”

Soon after, they get summoned for the class trial.
MechaQdoggPerson was signed in when posted
04:15 AM ET (US)
[Roughly 2:00 PM]
You start away to do… well, you hadn’t really decided yet, but you’d already worked with Terry and the others, and doing any more “community service” would be suuuuuuuuuuper fucking lame. Earlier, you’d pilfered some balloons from the party supply room, and you aim to make good use of them.

So you move to bounce, but before you get far, Monokuma himself stops you and pulls you aside.

“What do you want?” you ask. “You want to finally meet my flames? I still have to pay you back for that NG Code…”

“T-that was John, not me!” Monokuma stuttered. “Anyway, I’m here about another matter… Am I to understand that you threw up in the pool the other day?”

“I… uh…” you stutter. “I don’t remember anything like that happening…” you say semi-honestly. You do remember Shirly, and something about a drinking contest.

“Well, too damn bad!” said Monokuma. “Now the pool filter needs cleaning, and the pool needs to be rechlorinated. Guess who’s gonna do that?”

“The Monoroomba?” you asked, hopefully.

“Hell no!” Monokuma said. “If I could control that overgrown metallic cookie, I wouldn’t let him coordinate you in that class trial! This is alllllll you!”

You accepted your fate and headed up to the pool to find the chemicals and tools you need waiting for you. As you performed your cleaning duty, you notice outside two people going back and forth between the garbage disposal room, but through the window, you couldn’t really make out who they were.

You finished cleaning, as Monokuma asked, and now you thought to make some mischief. You seem dead set on making a trap with your balloons… but who? You don’t have any access to anyone else’s rooms, so…

Well, except S’s. He can’t lock his door, right?

So you fill up a balloon with newly sterilized pool water, open his door just a bit, and balance it on the top of the door. That way, when the door is opened, the water balloon will fall down on S when he walks in. Sometimes, the classics are great.

You walk away, giggling to yourself, when you hear something over the speakers.

“A body has been discovered!” Monokuma’s voice shouts over the speaker system. “Students, please make your way to the Poker room!”


Momo, Dale and Akio decide to look around the presumptive crime scene: the Poker Room. Akio searches the body, and removes Sir Cardor’s helmet.

“Hey-- Does this look like he got conked on the head to you?” asked Akio, pointing to a sizeable bump with significant bruising on Sir Cardor’s head.

“Oh huh-- look at that-- that seems right...” Momo replied dully, not getting too close to the body.

A more thorough search doesn’t reveal anything else telling, and before long, they’ve moved on to other endeavors.

Momo, seemingly on a whim, jumps up on the covered table, and inspects the vent. “This looks like it leads to one of the Animatronics rooms… seems… odd…” he opens up the vent grate, and pulls out something. Wordlessly, he hops down and lays it out: The Necronomicon. A glyph had lit up.

“W-what’s that doing here?” asked Dale. “And what does that glowy thing mean?”

Quite uninvited, Monokuma appears, as if from nowhere. “That’s a greeeeeeeeeeeat question!” he said, enthusiastically. “Once a name has been written in the Necronomicon, the book will close and become unopenable until the ritual is complete!”

“So…” Akio asked incredulously, “... it’ll just never open again?”

“Welllllllllllll...” said Monokuma. “Not quite-- after some amount of time, the magic will leave the book and it’ll be openable again, even if the ritual is never completed.”

Dale shook his head. “It’s just like a timed magnetic lock. Don’t listen to him!”

“Puhuhuhuhuhu….” Monokuma laughed. “If you saaaaaaaay soooooooooo!”

Just as abruptly, he left.

Dale shook his head. “Look, the book’s important; I just don’t buy that it’s magic. Anyway, take a look at this…”

He indicated the padding on the door opposite where they found Terrence and Penelope. There seemed to be a small notch in the padding where it had been displaced.

“Weird, huh?” Dale asked.

Just then, Monokuma’s voice came up on a speaker nearby. “Students, the class trial will begin momentarily! Please make your way to the ground floor elevators!”
JesusMonroePerson was signed in when posted
02:56 PM ET (US)
You remember what was strange about the mess in the medical closet. Everything was completely randomly distributed very much like a large gust of wind just smashed everything around a few times. It wasn't like the messes on the upper floor of the facility...
Edited 03-05-2018 03:07 PM
JesusMonroePerson was signed in when posted
08:22 AM ET (US)
You look at your NG Code: “An open flame burns someone else” Well… shit… You’ve been feeling nauseous off-and-on since you woke up, and this is just the cherry on the shit sundae.

[Thursday night]

Dallas invites you to the kitchen.

“So… uh… what’s up?” you ask, honestly uncertain what to expect.

“Tomorrow, I’ll be revealing the mastermind.” he replies simply.

“Uh… great.” you reply. “So then why am I here?”

“You’re here because…” Dallas starts. “The mastermind is you!”

You tilt your head. You’re not sure what you were expecting, but this isn’t it.

“So… you need to see the world burn.” Dallas accuses. “And you’re starting… with us…”

He turns another burner on the gas stove on.

“U-uh… be careful…” you said, your inner urges fighting with your knowledge of what happens if Dallas messes up.

“Admit it-- you’re the mastermind.”

You decide not to go to the foyer on Thursday, and instead head into the medical closet in the basement. Dallas was kind of being a kooky bastard so you’d rather not listen to him.

Eventually, the power goes out.

“Ah, am I blind?” You flick your lighter. “Alright cool I just can’t see anything but fire anymore.”

You walk down the basement hall, holding the lighter. You eventually get outside of it, and find that you’re soaking wet.

“Hmm, what happened there?” You wonder, but shrug it off.

You eventually join the group upon hearing the body discovery announcement.

S and Akio are assigned to investigate the medical closet.

“Ah, try not to...do anything crazy.”

Akio winks at S. “Got it.”

“Please don’t wink when you make promises…”

The entire room seemed to be soaking wet and in disarray. The only clue of use seemed to be that you guys weren’t able to take inventory of the vasoconstrictors--they were all gone.

“Hmmm, something else is weird about this room…” S muttered.

Shortly after you get summoned for the class trial.
MechaQdoggPerson was signed in when posted
11:38 PM ET (US)
You are Akio Taira, the Ultimate Pyromaniac

The world was so… bland. Muted, cold colors designed to sedate and pacify. You had abandoned all hope of seeing anything that wasn’t drab and boring… until... you saw your first flame. Finally, something that wasn’t so… drab… something that couldn’t be controlled, or adapted. It was… beauty itself. Ever since, you’ve been devoted to your one true love: fire. You never want to get caught-- someone in jail can’t start as many fires.

You hear tell of commissioning a treated wooden statue of the mayor, and you know you have to risk it all. Better to see order burned to the ground-- that’s a far better tribute. But, in the dead of night, you approach, but you’re not alone. You feel a hand across your mouth, and a needle jabbed in your throat. Immediately all strength leaves you. Your last memory is of a gangly young man, with long black hair.

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