πPspsps, feed your character to Hiyoko. (In the metaphorical, verbal-abuse kind of way, of course.)
Hiyoko Saionji π
@ultimatetradition.bsky.social
"Kyahaha! I don't dislike anyone who knows their place!" Danganronpa Roleplay account. πNo IRL minors, gooners, IRL accounts π β οΈMean character! You will not be warned again. π 130cm of entitled sociopathic princess.
πI don't think Hiyoko is specifically 'evil' or wants to kill anybody, but I think she'd have a blast talking with GLaDOS.
Hiyoko casually breaks something right in front of the reader, then looks right at them, clearly awaiting the creation with no small amount of amusement. Despite her diminutive stature, Hiyoko could be a little scary.
πScrolling down my TL to see how I need to be mean to πΆ
"Oh, don't tell me, you're that kind of 'hero' where all these mysterious problems just chase you around, right? Kids these days can't stay out of trouble." She's never gotten in trouble; not once. Her voice was harsh: she doesn't like bad-luck magnets. It turns out they're real.
For once....subaru would be at peace, or so one would think... Unfortunately however, such would be noting but a pipe dream for the multi-career fellow. For within those moments of passively drifting off to a nap. In came the sounds of....gatling fire? "Oh come on!?"
"You got any food?" Hiyoko asks, a casual if unwarranted expectation behind her mousey tone. "I'm, like, ugh. I'd almost accept food from Teruteru right now. Almost. Hamster-faced slick-talking creepazoid."
πEheheh hey nerds, who needs their head shoved in a toilet?
"Well...fine. If you need permission or something." "Just like. Clear the way if you do. You know," Hiyoko started prodding aggressively toward Mikan's hip, then her thigh, "Because you're wide. You're fat." Hiyoko was lazy with her vocabulary today. The direct approach could be just as fun.
"I-I don't want to! I wanna liiiive!" She's almost sobbing now. Okay. Why is this such an issue?
Spineless was Hiyoko's favorite flavor of person; like a fine crab! "I bet you see all kinds of screw-ups with all that mechanical junk, right? You fix...bicycles, or something?" she asks, a dismissive hand gesture in a plain unnecessary show of derision. Some reward being her 'favorite' is.
"Yeah, me too. It's real important to me. I'm impressed it lastedd. But hah...yeah. I'll try." He looks a bit guilty making fun of Mikan alongside the other, but if it's not making fun of him, he'll go along with it. Spineless...
"I see. You'd be the kind who does all the right things and always keeps his nerves," Hiyoko mused, seeming to be narrating a movie for her personal amusement. "Everyone would see you as so solid of a leader, then the movie kills you suddenly to show nobody gets spared."
It's understandable she'd want to bully him for that. He's always been an anxious mess. But it's kinda fascinating that she doesn't entirely. He still puffs up a bit at her slander though. "Wh...Hey! No! I do not! I'm not nearly as stupid as half those people. I'd run at the first sign of trouble."
"Sheesh. Good to know you're made of tough stuff I guess. If there's ever a bomb or whatever I'll just stand behind you."
"Wow, I'm surprised you haven't broken it yet, then. Don't let Mikan touch it, she'd either end up getting stabbed with it or breaking it trying to use it to open a pickle jar or something."
"It's the first one I ever owned. I bought it myself with my own money. It's kinda important. But...thanks? I guess?"
"Wow, that's the scarriest thing I've ever seen! you really spent a lot of time on that Halloween costume. Oh, you're not wearing a costume?"
"I mean, if you want to drown, that's your problem. Just do it somewhere I don't have to see it."
"B-bwah?! I...I wasn't going...I mean....I did my very best to be careful!" She's already tearing up, worried for this hypothetical dock-worker now. She's already getting worked up it seems. "So-sorry! I won't drown, I promise!"
"A switch? Actually, gimmie that! If I play PoGo, all the progress will be saved to YOUR account." Hiyoko makes a concerted effort to look bored as Chiaki explains; "A FAT PS3, huh? I know which kind you bought!"
β i have a switch β if you want it . β β β β all my other consoles are too vintage to mod β theyβd lose all their value by now . . . imagine if you tried to mod a ps3 fat model . β β β β β those things rocketed in value . ( sigh. looks like sheβs got her going . ) here β my phone ! β β
"How's that even work? I guess roaches like you must be built pretty tough from the start, huh?"
"Horror stuff...?" Hiyoko wanted to drag him for that for the world, but after some personal experiences she just couldn't bring herself to do it. ...much. "Bet you feel like the guy who always dies first, huh?"
"What the heck? It's not boring! I'm just not picky." He huffs, crossing his arms. He's trying and failing not to take the bait. "A genre I just can't stand? I dunno. I really hate horror but that's like...a personal thing, I guess."
"What the hell makes a screwdriver 'lucky', did you only strip 90% of the head on this one or something? If I see something that looks like tacky garbage I'll just assume it's yours."
if anyone sees my lucky screwdriver lmk
πUwa. Things are coming to a middle. Doing okay, not great. Not feeling too creative or energized.
Taki's mom, Lynn, wanted to show her bunny costume for Halloween! T: "Mom! Get outta here! You can't just show up dressed like that! L: "Why not? I think it's cute!" #openrp
"I wish people understand how much nicer I talk when I'm around them for their benefit. Some people have such pathetic little egos, they completely break down if you just call them something like a 'pig-shit eating chicken-legged desk jockey with a future in long-term unemployment'. Snowflakes."
"I recall an entire video game series about this. It's possible."
β β devils never cry. . . β β
"I can't believe anyone could be STUPID enough to say I look like a 'mouse'. I clearly have the aspect of an elegant, fierce-yet-adorable intelligent cat! Look, you can see them in my hair ties and my kimono sash."
"Tsk. I see you've crossed swords before, Cutting Board. Not bad, but you're still your normal height or less when cut in half. You can't say something getting cut *increases* its length; that's nonsense." You can't say it's only half an A-press.
The diminutive menace didn't seem particularly impressed. Instead her lips pursed with a mixture of amusement and annoyance. "I'm Hiyoko Saionji. And that's the dumbest saying ever! That's *exactly* what the cover art, title, and copy are there for. Whoever said that never read a damn book."
"I am Lady Farore, goddess of courage and wind. Have you never heard the saying never judge a book by its cover?"
πWould Hiyoko trash-talk a deity to their face? 100%. You don't get to be a deity without being above taking offense to a childish, vulgar-mouthed, spoiled-rotten--ahem. But yeah, I don't think Hiyoko has any fear of 'god' because in her mind she's never done anything wrong. π
Eh? Heck, that's an entire class less short than the petite traditional dancer! Well, Hiyoko wasn't above being a hypocrite either. "Which one? I thought we had goddesses of power, wisdom, and courage; not shortness!" Hiyoko was hopping slightly in the excitement of a fresh kill.
"KID?! I AM NO CHILD! I AM ONE OF THE GODDESSES OF HYRULE!" Wait a minute.. FARORE IS TALLER THAN THE OTHER! By a mere 7 inches..
"Who's lost kid is this?" Hiyoko mocks a mostly-serious tone, but her face readily betrays her amusement. Standing at 4'3", Hiyoko relished and opportunity to bully someone due to their shortness.
<--- is legally considered a little person. " I hate it here."