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.

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[stitchedupbodyguard]

Veronica honestly could not answer his question. How many people had she killed? Thousands? Millions? They had all come at her so much... never ending.

"It's not the same! It's never the same! Those people chose to come at us and would stop at nothing to destroy everything I loved! The best thing I could offer them was a quick and painless death."

She stops dead in her tracks, eyeing the man with greater scrutiny than before. Was this the man that they had trusted in so much before? "You... you've killed people before... and you think it's okay to do it again?"

[holocast]

"Ma chérie," he replies, his voice cold, "in order to get what I want, I'll kill as many people as I need to."

[stitchedupbodyguard]

"T-then you're no better than anyone that you call monsters!" Veronica shouted, stomping the floor with one of her boots. Many emotions flew through her as she spoke. Rage, denial, betrayal.

"This isn't how it should go, no one here deserved the treatment you gave us!"

[holocast]

"Do you think I don't know what I am? Believe me, I've known from the beginning." He leans forward again, clasping his hands lightly in front of him. "In becoming an embodiment of Despair, I'm more repulsive than the rest of you put together. This is undeniable fact, and furthermore, it's something that I've never tried to deny.

"But it's clear that I'm never going to agree with you with regards to exactly what you deserve. Unless you believe that my being as vile as the rest of you means that all of you deserve it less...?"

The thought seems to have his interest for the time being, his words taking on an unsettlingly light quality. Almost curious. "Tell me what you plan to accomplish in attacking me in such a way - if a serial killer is executed, is it any less just if that execution is carried out by a criminal? Does the killer deserve their just punishment less because the person responsible for administering it isn't pure themselves?

"I'm a hypocrite, of course. I never said I wasn't. But how does what I've done absolve any of you?"

[stitchedupbodyguard]

"Because... because you started all of this in the first place!" She shot back at him, feeling her fists clench in growing rage as she beheld the man who was simultaneously admitting that he was worse than everyone on the island combined, but at the same time stating that everyone else deserved to die for him. "Nobody was killing anybody in that first week! If you hadn't brought in Monobear, and started this entire mess, no one would have died!"

"And I don't murder," she exclaimed slowly, "I kill only those that deserve to die, those that come against me with ill intentions. Call me a murderer all you want, but I've saved more lives than anyone on this island. And the others were just as happy to not kill each other until you started this horrible game with no way out! Some of them do deserve punishment for what they have done in the past, but you deserve more than anyone else. You admitted it yourself."

[holocast]

"If you're going to continue arguing the point, ma chérie, I suppose I can humor you for now - tell me about these people you've killed. Why were they after you? What made you the person with the right to decide their fate? Isn't it possible that some of them were only doing their job? Do you know what their intentions were, or how justified they may have seen themselves as?

"After all, I'm a terrible person, we can both agree on that - at the same time, I believe myself to be justifiably so. How do you know that those you've killed didn't believe themselves to be in the right - that to them, you aren't the one deciding to take their lives away while they're doing what they think should be done?"

[stitchedupbodyguard]

"I was protecting my father." she stated flatly, trying to drive the point home like a hammer to a nail. "He's the greatest doctor in the world. He can do anything. We were being hunted by yakuza, and gang members, and secret societies, all trying to take his knowledge and use it for their own, selfish and destructive purposes. They. Didn't. Stop. No matter what I did, they would keep coming."

Veronica eyes were steeled, and her jaw was set. "I did everything in my power to protect those I cared about. what about you, Lysandre? Don't you have anyone that you care about?"

[holocast]

He doesn't falter far, though he does hesitate before he responds; that odd, brightly alive look in his eyes is still present, however. "I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't."

[stitchedupbodyguard]

"Then how can you argue my methods then, if you're aren't any different."

[holocast]

"I'm not the one trying to take some sort of moral high ground, now, am I?"

[stitchedupbodyguard]

"No, but I just want to be sure that you're not ruling yourself out of the whole thing. You know, that is pretty hypocritical."

[holocast]

Oh, that's amused him, clearly. "Are you going to kill me, Veronica?"

That's when he stands up, his stance confident as Gyarados uncoils itself, taking to the air in its full 6.5 meter glory; Lysandre doesn't give it any commands, however - his gaze remains on her, his hands down to his sides but open.

"Come, then, ma chérie. You're more than welcome to it."

[stitchedupbodyguard]

She eyes the meters long serpent calmly. If he was looking for fear, he's going to be disappointed. Her eyes are as clouded as ever. Something rustled underneath her cloak.

"Do you want me to kill you?" It's an honest question that she might as well ask.

[holocast]

Lysandre doesn't break eye contact; his breathing is quick, shallow, but otherwise he seems to be holding steady, remaining calm and open-stanced. "I'll remind you that violence against the Headmaster will bring a toll, but I've no interest in killing you. You won't be attacked if you choose to attack me, and you won't be penalized if you stay your hand. I simply want to give you the opportunity. Don't you deserve that much?"

[stitchedupbodyguard]

"..." Slowly, her head fell until she was looking at the floor. She suddenly found it quite hard to look at him, at the man she had followed through most of the murder investigation.

"...It shouldn't be like this." Veronica finally willed herself to speak, her tone tired and saddened. "Of all people... why you? I... I trusted you..."