the mastermind meme

[monomods]

 

You asked for it, we're finally giving it to you! Say hello to the mastermind meme!

What does this mean exactly? It means your character is the one responsible for everything! They've been controlling Monobear from the shadows (or maybe they have an assistant to help them, possibly even one of your classmates!), they've been putting forth the motives, running the trials, all of it! And now they've finally chosen to reveal themselves and their true motives.

What are their motives? Why do they want to spread despair? Are they somehow connected to the late Junko Enoshima? And most importantly what is their snazzy Monobear-themed look like? You decide!

Threading reactions is highly encouraged and feel free to AU things up to mix up our current survivor pool as much as you'd like.

Comments

[awesmazings]

[He tilts his head slightly with one hand wandering to the other, idly pulling at one of the friendship bracelets he still seems to be wearing.]

What about them? They're my friends just as much as you are, Madison. Just 'cause they're not dead doesn't mean I'm going to let them miss out!

[His wings fold slightly against his back as he laughs again, pulling he bracelet off his wrist before suddenly taking it between his teeth, popping the string with one sharp jerk of his head. He doesn't seem to notice the one or two beads that fall off to roll onto the floor as he wraps the ends of the bracelet around his hands, snickering in a sing-song as if he's simply talking about the weather.]

They might not be dead to start with...but you'd be surprised how quickly things cha~nge!~ I can take care of that no problem...eheheh.....

[yourpiecenow]

Jesus, this is going to sound cliche as fuck, but-- Guess what! Not letting that happen. Remember when I said that the person behind the bear had to be killed?

[she lifts up her hand. flames dance on her fingertips.] I wasn't fucking around.

[awesmazings]

[Jimmy just laughs once more, practically trembling with mirth.]

You can't kill somebody who's already deaaad!~

[His grip on the improvised garrote tightens as he suddenly squares his shoulders, his smile almost instantly twisting into a horrific grimace as he hisses through gritted teeth.]

But if you're so very intent on spoiling my fun...

I'd love to see you try.

[yourpiecenow]

Kiddo, I live in New Orleans. Killing the dead is what we do.

[she snaps her fingers, and a wall of fire swirls into existence, circling around them. this is her monster. this is her fight. and no one gets to kill her little brother but her.]

C'mon. I'll clip your fucking wings.

[awesmazings]

[You're not the only one who's got firepower, Madison. His grimace turns into a horrid sneer as he drops the bracelet, letting it fall to the flames before he summons a flaming sword out of seemingly nowhere, hefting it as if it were nothing.

He makes no moves towards her, however. Instead, Jimmy simply lowers himself slightly with his wings aloft above him, the hilt of his sword held tightly in both fists.]

Ladies first~

[yourpiecenow]

You're a real fucking gentleman.

[it's silly to bring a knife to a sword fight, but it's all Madison has on her-- and, hopefully, her magic will be enough to back her up. if it isn't, she'll die, and go to Miseryville forever. Jimmy will get what he wanted.

can't have that.

she races forward, using the impetus of her anger and grief to force the knife towards him, wherever she can get at.]

[awesmazings]

[Jimmy flaps his wings forcefully to push himself off the ground long enough to dodge out of her way, turning the sword around in his hand so he can attempt to knock her back with the hilt instead of the blade itself. All the while he's chuckling endlessly, the light of the flames around them casting dark, menacing shadows across his face.]

C'mon Madison, it doesn't have to be this way!

[yourpiecenow]

This is the only way it can be!

[she stumbles backwards, but catches herself on her hand and scrambles up, holding the knife out in front of her.]

If you think any of us will go down any way but fighting, you're a fucking idiot.

[awesmazings]

[He clucks his tongue at her again, as if he's berating a child.]

Attacking your headmaster is against the rules, you know...~

[yourpiecenow]

I don't care. I'm sick of just letting shit happen. If I leave here with blood on my hands, I want it to be--

[she falters]

Yours.

[awesmazings]

Ooohh, now that really hurts, Madison. And here I thought we were friends!~

[He turns the sword slightly in his hands, pointing it at her in response to her knife pointed at him.]

But with the way you're going, you're just going to die like everyone else and go straight to Miseryville, just like I want! So even if you do manage to end me here....you really don't have anywhere else to go.

[yourpiecenow]

... You can't know that for sure. You can't. You can control a lot of shit, but you can't fix where someone goes. That's... That's a higher power than you, bucko.

[awesmazings]

[Jimmy hesitates, drawing the sword back just slightly. There's a strange look in his eyes hidden midst the insanity...it's hard to place, and no sooner is it there does it disappear again, his grin replaced with a snarling grimace.]

Well gee! I guess that means I've been wasting all my damn time then, doesn't it?

Why don't you leave worrying about that to me, ok Mads?~ You've got bigger problems on your hands.

[yourpiecenow]

No, bitch, this is fucking important, because I do think you've been wasting your fucking time! Maybe you have the power to bring us to Hell, maybe you don't-- but I know one thing for sure. You're not the Devil; you're just some fallen angel, a foot soldier, a lackey. Maybe you have the power to bring us there...

[she pauses. then, she brings the knife to her throat, pressing it against her scar.]

But you sure as fuck don't have the power to change where we go ourselves.

[awesmazings]

[He raises a brow slightly, watching her quietly as she brings the knife to her throat. This time he isn't laughing.]

...So, you'd rather go back to the void then, is that it? When you've got so many friends here? You didn't have friends before, and now you're just going to throw all that away.

[His smile flickers back into life.]

I'm disappointed in you, Madison... but that's ok!~ No matter how you die, when you die, or who actually does the killing....I know I'll be seeing you back home soon.

tw: suicide

[yourpiecenow]

Hey, you're the one who made my student profile, right? You should know better than anyone else that I don't like anyone telling me what to fucking do.

I'd say that I'd see you in Hell, but that's kind of defeating the point, so. I'm out.

[she takes a deep breath. it's not like this hasn't happened before. it's just harder to do it yourself.

she takes the knife and slices herself deep across the throat. she smirks at him, even as blood runs down the front of her dress, as she coughs up more, and doesn't stop until she, finally, falls to the ground.]

[awesmazings]

[Jimmy's laughter peals throughout the courtroom as Madison drops to the floor in a growing pool of her own vibrantly pink blood. He always loved how bright blood appeared on these islands.

His laughter finally dies to a low chuckle as he waves at Madison, not knowing or particularly caring if she's still alive and can see or hear him.]

G'bye Madison! It's been fun....I'll see you soon~