Kokichi Oma {王馬 小吉} (
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1st plot [Video/action]
[What is this place? Is it even real?]
[Kokichi stares longingly at the clear blue sky, watching the clouds just roll past. How could he have gotten so used to there being a cage blocking the view? How could he have missed the cool breeze blowing against his cheek? The fresh air, the distant chirping of birds? How...]
[This can't be real. The last thing he could remember was being pushed to go through that damned obstacle course of death for what seemed like the hundreth time already, and passing out from exaustion yet again. People don't magically teleport to freedom like that! Especially not to weird gardens. Alone.]
[But he's too tired to think right now. His body's still aching from what he felt was physical torture. He needed to lay his head back down on the grass and rest...]
[Eventually, a new person acesses the network today. A teenager, and a young one at that. He briefly clears his throat before addressing everyone.]
Uh, hello? Are there any other students with Ultimate talents here? We were trying to escape this awful prison school and I think I got seperated from my class.
[Not the entire truth here, but acting lost would sound a lot better than immediately accusing some random loser of kidnapping.]
I'm really worried.
[Kokichi stares longingly at the clear blue sky, watching the clouds just roll past. How could he have gotten so used to there being a cage blocking the view? How could he have missed the cool breeze blowing against his cheek? The fresh air, the distant chirping of birds? How...]
[This can't be real. The last thing he could remember was being pushed to go through that damned obstacle course of death for what seemed like the hundreth time already, and passing out from exaustion yet again. People don't magically teleport to freedom like that! Especially not to weird gardens. Alone.]
[But he's too tired to think right now. His body's still aching from what he felt was physical torture. He needed to lay his head back down on the grass and rest...]
[Eventually, a new person acesses the network today. A teenager, and a young one at that. He briefly clears his throat before addressing everyone.]
Uh, hello? Are there any other students with Ultimate talents here? We were trying to escape this awful prison school and I think I got seperated from my class.
[Not the entire truth here, but acting lost would sound a lot better than immediately accusing some random loser of kidnapping.]
I'm really worried.
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[But he looks so adorable and tiny!]
Before you start making short jokes, I'm not the shortest one in my class.
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I'm sure.
[Minato believed him. He nodded, letting Kokichi inside.]
We can start in here? Eventually you'll have to find a room for yourself to stay in.
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You have to cook here, but you can get whatever ingredients you want.
[Who knew, maybe Kokichi did cook.]
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What about the dining room? Do we have one?
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And tearooms. Any food you think of, it'll appear.
[Is that intriguing or what?]
Do you want to try it?
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Uh... Sure, why not?
[He thinks of one thing he might want at the moment and...]
[A bottle of soda pops into existence!]
[HOW. He begins inspecting it to make sure it isn't poisoned or anything.]
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[He can do so while they walk to the dining room and a tearoom.]
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[He unscrews the cap and takes a sip. Huh, this really does taste like Panta. He'll keep the bottle with him as he follows Minato around.]
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There's a library, a music room, a ballroom, the pool. A diner on the eighth floor.
[If any of that interested him at all.]
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[Almost too good to be true.]
How many floors does this place have?
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[What else did Kokichi want to see? And no murder. Not now. Not yet, anyway.]
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[Way bigger on the inside.]
Where's the rooming list? Are the living areas assigned to us?
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[Kokichi could choose one of those. But a caveat or disclaimer:]
You'll just have someone on the other side of the Mirrors potentially watching you.
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Wait... Did you say "someone on the other side of the mirrors might be watching us?"
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On the other side of the glass mirrors, the Mirrors reside. They resemble us, but differ in personality.
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[Kokichi walked right up to the mirror closest to him and attempted to remove it.]
[Of course, being the tiny teen he is, he's having a little trouble with it. Would you like to help him before he drops it on his foot or something?]
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If you destroy it, the mirror will repair itself. Even if you move it, they can see and hear.
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Yeah, and the repair fairy is gonna scold me for messing up the two way mirror. There's got to be a secret room behind this thi-
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[Bad news, he's stumbling backwards towards Minato because it is very, very heavy!]
Woah, woah, WOOOOOAAAAAAAAAH!
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Minato caught the smaller boy, holding him upright as best he could while the mirror rested against them both.]
I say we put it back, don't you think?
[Slowly, Minato started to put the mirror upright, hanging onto it with Kokichi in between it and himself.]
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[Kokichi found himself between a mirror and a person he barely knew. Things weren't going his way today.]
Urf... Can we just lean it against the wall and call it a day? My arms are getting tired.
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Minato looked down then nodded. He helped to moved it against the wall to leave it there, though he could probably hang it up if he had to. Then he stepped back to give Kokichi some room.]
Is that better?
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[Kokichi stepped back and observed the space where the mirror once hung.]
... It's just a blank wall behind the mirror...
[He turns to face Minato.]
Is this like the magically appearing food?
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It's a magic mirror. A lot of things here are magic. When you pick your room, it'll change to whatever you need.
The closets will give you most generic things when you ask for them.
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