I said goodbye to my pet rabbit, Doc, today. She had kidney and bladder problems and was having difficulty moving. Doc was a very sweet bunny, and she gave us five great years. I’m so sad to lose her, but grateful that she isn’t struggling anymore.
step one: stay quiet and still
as the boys practice their instruments.
their job is to perform
and yours is to be pretty.
your hands were not made
to press keys or pluck strings.
the fact that you can sing at all
is merely a fluke.
step two: war is no place for women,
but you aren’t a real woman anyway.
beg to fight alongside your brothers.
pappy will let you when he realizes
for all your delicacy, he cannot restrain you.
you will terrify your brothers
and the bronze robot who fights alongside you.
when they look at you in horror,
try not to take it personally.
(the official story will be
you were never involved.
this is acceptable.
you don’t want to remember.)
step three: when you attend the funeral,
look closely at your almost-mother’s face.
you are the pretty one, and so is she.
keep this in mind
when pappy calls you the wrong name again.
step four: the second time you go to war,
they take you away from your family
and put you in a white apron.
try not to be angry; there is no malice here.
they just don’t understand you’re alive.
you hate seeing people in pain,
but apparently this is the healing kind.
at least this time, they might live
when you try to save them.
many will not. do not blame yourself.
step five: when the war comes,
turn your back and flee.
find solace in gentler humans
who preach love and peace.
you do not want to hurt anyone
step six: you are scared to go home
after four years of running.
start singing again,
though it isn’t the same as before.
a part of you will be saddened
and another will be relieved
when word reaches the manor
of a singing robot with old eyes.
step seven: spend years
wandering the halls like a ghost.
you’re not sure how to tell five
talk to the one in the vault.
his name is hatchworth.
he is lonely. so are you.
step eight: it will be almost a decade
since all of you were home
by the time your brothers come back.
rush to the front door to greet them.
open the familiar travel crates
and they’re in pieces
they’re in pieces
they’re in pieces
they’re in pieces —
a walter girl informs you
you have recently suffered a crash.
she tells you your brothers’ chassis
are in the lounge
but you should steel yourself before entering.
you refrain from pointing out
you are not made of steel.
the gold one’s face is locked in a manic smile.
the copper one’s rust is smeared with leaking oil.
the silver one does not look like you remember.
you do not know which is worst.
step nine: write a song.
ask the spine for help
when you realize you aren’t programmed
to read music.
remember you are allowed to request this
step ten: return to the park
you last visited so long ago.
this is the singing you remember.
step eleven: after your last upgrade,
start counting the days manually.
your internal clock says it is 1996.
it’s said that 5480 days in a row.
turn off your error reports.
if the errors can’t be fixed,
there’s no point in listening.
step twelve: say goodbye.
rabbit scoffs and pretends
this is just another trip.
the jon gives you a plastic tiara
and calls you a princess.
hatchworth says he appreciated the company
while you were here.
the walters cry.
the spine pauses, reaches down, and kisses your hand.
tell them to stay with you
until the end.
step thirteen: as your optics begin to
fail and your limbs go jerky, then
slack, take comfort in
knowing even when you were
alone, you were always
I’m very sorry for causing all of this trouble. I said that I wasn’t going to write about the 2 characters anymore, but…that was a lie. But I was telling the truth when I said “I don’t want to write them in a half-hearted manner” and “I can’t just rebuild it from zero as a completely different work”. So because of that, we’ve prepared Danganronpa 3: The End of Hope’s Peak Academy -Despair Arc-.
Featuring the Super Danganronpa 2 characters, it’ll tell the story of Hope’s Peak Academy that led up to the Worst, Most Despair-Inducing Incident in the History of Mankind. It’ll be a difficult, painful, and time-consuming story to make, but now that I’ve declared this to be the final chapter there’s no way around it. I’ll do it. Please let me do it!
It’ll be difficult since it’s an original story that takes place in the past. But because it’s going to be in an anime and not in a game, we’ll be able to put things that fans of 2 want to see and know in it that can be done specifically because it’s an anime. So considering that, I think it’ll be in this way that everyone will be pleased with through this thorny road.
So there are two Danganronpa 3s. As for how the Future Arc and Despair Arc will be related, and what kind of story it’ll turn out to be, please look forward to it. Since it’ll be an anime and not a game, the anime staff with Director Kishi as supervisor, along with the Danganronpa staff, are all fired up so that we can please all the fans of Danganronpa.
I’ve got a ton of work on my plate doing the scenario draft and overall supervision, but there’s even more in store for Director Kishi and the staff at Lerche. There’s Kaihou-san, the series configuration writer, not to mention all the writers without whom we wouldn’t have been able to take on this reckless challenge. It’s in response to my huge, selfish demands, so I think it’ll become quite a huge work.
I apologize to everyone I worried with my tweets the other day. I was feeling up to being a little mischievous and showing off the amplitude between despair and hope. A mischievous heart is the driving force between the things I make, but it’s not good to lie. I’m fine with getting comments like “what a horrible prank, Kodaka” or “I like what he makes, but he’s a bad person” until you’re satisfied.
It’s a little embarrassing being caught in the act doing this outside the actual work. But of course, since there’s more where that came from with surprises and a mischievous heart in the actual work, please let me take on the new work. I promise it’ll mess with your head.
Of course, the game New Danganronpa V3 is also something we’re deep in production for. The staff is doing their best to make it the best game with the best mysteries. And as far as I’m concerned the anime is my priority, but please make sure to check out the Danganronpa stage play this year!
So, because I still have to bear the guilt of making everyone angry at me, I’m going to the Shinjuku Cabaret Club like a dragon*…no, like a scared rabbit. Goodbye.
“Pirate yeah, pirate nah, pirate yeah, pirate nah..” Alan plucked flower petals one by one. She was looking for a sign if her wish would come true.
“pirate yeah, pirate… NAh??!!!!” She yelled as she plucked the last petal. “Hmmph. why would I believe in these petals. I can do anything anyway. Tch. It’s because mother used to do this asking if father loves her or not. ”
Alan lied down on the branch daydreaming “I dream of becoming a pirate. I’ll search for treasures! Become rich and famous~ Sounds nice, right mother? hehe ”
“What the fuck are you saying my stupid daughter? Stop dreaming.” Her mother, Takutina replied. “Pirates are lame. Be realistic! If you want to become rich, become a thief instead! Tch. ”
“Thief…. thieves disguise themselves. If I do that, my beautiful face won’t be recognized. I still prefer being a pirate. Then I can have the title ‘Pirate Queen’ *winks at mother* ”
“Just shut up and go to your own world, you useless daughter!” Takutina closed the book she was reading and stood up to walk away.
“ Gah! are you really my mother? Can’t you at least support your daughter’s dream?? like father?? ” Alan spoke like a child needing a mother’s love. ((poor Alan… having a tsundere mom is tough ))
“I rather disown you than support that dream, my dear child. And stop talking about your beardless father who knows nothing but grow beard then shave it! ” ((guess who’s the father! lolol)) Takutina vanished from her daughter’s sight and Alan was left dumbly staring off the space.
A friend of mine had to say goodbye to her dear rabbit today. Talking to her, and looking at my own buns got me thinking about how suddenly time is gone, how it can seem to drag on endlessly and then in the next breath move as a flash. I hope we all make time to cherish our loved ones.