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"Why suffer from depression when you've got a giant erection" Tenko fucking chortled, putting up sign-up sheets for her next killing game.
"Last time, a whole five of these fuckers survived! Better make it... longer and... harder" And with that, the sheet was posted. Instantly, the thirty spots were filled, and just as fast, they were assigned a forbidden action, a team, and a death sentence.
On team black
Kokichi, who cant get starbucks while in the kg
Nagito, who cant talk about his past
Rantaro, who has to be a victim at some point
Hajime, who can't speak about any talents
Chiaki, who can't play gaimu
Celeste, who cannot be a killer
Kirigiri, who can't touch a crime scene
Ishimaru, who cannot run
Maki, who can't climb ladders
Mikan, who can't do anything
Ibuki, who can't sing. That's not her forbidden action that's just tea.
Junko, absolutely cannot speak Arabic no matter what
Kazuichi, who can't be a pervert
Fuyuhiko, who cannot swear at anyone but Peko, and
Korekiyo, who can't read books. Again not a forbidden action just a fact
On team white
Shuichi, who can't be an emo fuck
Kiibo, who can't bring up MLK
Chihiro, who can't be a pussyboi and cry
Hiyoko, who can't be a dick
Kirumi, who can't whisper
Himiko, who [gay]
Komaru, who can't yell
Leon, who can't witness violence between others
Peko, who can't use a weapon other than big long swords (to compensate for Fuyuhiko)
Hifumi, who has to be a slim thicc queen.
Angie, who can't... open... doors????
Kaito, who also cannot be a killer
Gundham, who cannot turn left
Naegi, who can't talk about his talent, and
Tsumugi, who can't take off her glasses ever.
"that was fucking stupid' tenko faces the camera like she's in the episode of the office "but if you forget anyone now I'll steal ur fuckign kneecaps pleb."