Doki Doki Vaikuntha Club (Act 1)

[peninhand]

Who: Anyone signed-up for the plot!
When: July 27th
Where: Curti Center
What: Monika's opened a literature club and the members have to share a poem together for this event. It can be embarrassing, but there's nothing to lose!
Warnings/Notes: No warnings whatsoever! Listen to this track to enhance your poem sharing experience.

Comments

[despairing_hope]

[Komaeda can't help but stare down at the paper, disapproval clear on his face. Really? Was this the person he was paired up with?]

I understand not wanting to participate, though not exactly since this was a voluntary thing to join, but could you have not ripped the page out of the book at the very least? Are you so pathetically incapable of pretending to participate that you can't even bring yourself to copy it to a paper to better cover your attempted lie? Books are valuable and important, don't desecrate them.

[sullenstallion]

I'm here for something else.

[That disapproving look should be saved for someone who's willing to look back at Komaeda. Dylas places his arm on the table, leaning against it as he shifts his massive tail beneath him, eyes straying over the other participants. It's not clear who he's following, but it's clear he's watching them.]

Yeah. It's pathetic. You sure figured me out quickly, Kotato.

[He's already forgotten Komaeda's name from the announcements and is clearly just changing the first letter in potato to match what he does remember.]

[despairing_hope]

Komaeda.

[How infuriating.]

If you're here for something else, why even sign up? Why not simply be an observer?

[sullenstallion]

[He finally turns back to face his poetry partner.]

What, are you the participation police or something? I don't owe you a poem.

[despairing_hope]

Technically you do, but, I'll allow you to concede here. It's a bit much to expect a poem from someone who obviously has no ability to do so. We should take pity on those too incapable of stringing simple words together after all. I would still suggest withdrawing however, so as not to inconvenience others who wanted to better themselves.

[sullenstallion]

[He takes a drink from his water bottle and he sets it down. The temptation to roll his eyes is strong. Looks like his journal will be remaining shut.]

If you need to shit out your mouth so badly, you might wanna find a restroom. I'll wait for you to get back.