call me out

[blitzente]

【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

♛ for the rest, see here. ♛ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line! ♛ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/whatever tickles your fancy! ♛ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go. meme code.

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[interhoper]

... Hehe... Hahaha!

[Oh, he is coming along? Feigning an ignorance that goes beyond even the kind befitting human trash like himself, carrying something heavy? Nagito has to laugh - which means he has to stop short after just a few steps, planting a hand against the closest palm tree trunk as he catches his breath. It does nothing to wipe the actually jarringly mild smile off his face.]

Today is full of surprises... Are you really going to interrogate me?It's obvious that I don't know anything you didn't know from the start... Monokuma.

[eyeswideopen]

You really- Nevermind. Why did I ever think I would tell myself anything. [He walks away, with a frustrated shake of his head. He needs to find a way out of this space so he can get back to where he belongs.

Waking up is usually easy. All he has to do is find her. When he gets four feet away from Komaeda that's when a voice cuts in, and Monokuma's familiar voice speaks.

Ah, you're always a little rude, aren't you? I can't bear it this time! A lesson is needed.

He catches sight of something blurring towards his counter-part and Nagito makes a decision. He whirls and dashes across the sand, putting himself inbetween whatever is happening and the other student. There's a clank and pain that forces him to grit his teeth.

Well, looks like the dragon took your punishment for you. Ah, but calling him a dragon isn't right either! Is it? More like a fried lizard that's been left out in the sun too long...

Komaeda lowers his arms slowly, and doesn't look at himself. He knows exactly what he looks like from the metal collar to the scuffed shoes. The long shirt brushes against the back of his thighs as he tugs at the chain attached to a metal around his throat.

But he's gotten uppidity! Bearing his fangs against his betters and thinking he can climb so high... Well, we've brought him back down to earth now. With a little reminder!

He doesn't hear the last part of the announcement. He's staring at his left hand. In place of what he'd expect is a dragonic, black scaled monstroscity with sharp claws tipping each digit. The same hand he'd been stuck with when he couldn't get his hate to settle down after dealing with Junko. Monokuma's laugh resounds as he continues to stare at his hand. It gives off that sense of fury and hate, as if there's a crack in his defenses and the inner darkness is leaking out.

He tries to close it, mindful of the claws and looks back at his double.] I suppose...we have our answer. I can't be far from you.

[That whole mess seemed like an excuse. Far, far too obviously an excuse.]

[interhoper]

[At the first sign of movement, Nagito freezes up. It's coming for him, like the point of the spear he stole and the last thing he saw. He thought it might. He barely even needs to listen to Monokuma's voice over the speakers. Here it comes -

But it doesn't, and by then the reason he's standing stock still has become something other than necessity. He might have noticed something off about the sand at his double's feet or the breeze, but only now does it begin to register, and... having it register with him is just about all Nagito can do. He breathes in more sharply than he should, ends up having to hook a clumsy arm around the tree trunk to stay on his feet. What?]

... Sounds like the rules changed again. Would you call that an answer? Or did I miss it in all the pointless theatrics...

Well, it doesn't matter.

[He sounds distinctly less amused than his smile looks. If these are the new rules of this world, then sure, he has to abide by them like all the rest... but it's an enormous pain. He has no time for this. Who knows how much time he's supposed to have left for anything, after the plan that should have stopped his clock for good?

Also, that outfit is dumb. Ignore the demon claws, that alone proves that he's not quite looking at himself.]

Though, while we're here... if Monokuma doesn't feel like explaining the rules, do you have anything new to say...?

[eyeswideopen]

I don't know the rules anymore than you do. [He isn't smiling and his voice is matter of fact. Komaeda keeps trying to tug his sleeve down over the hand. It's unslightly and vile. He feels his stomach churning just being attached to the damn thing.]

I don't think this is strictly the island, or I wouldn't have what I gained in Verens at our disposal. Or for that matter my health back. While I don't have time for any of this...we have to solve it, I assume.

[It would be far too easy to find the exit and be able skip the rest. Which reminds him, now he can place where on the timeline this Nagito is. That lack of caring about anything is so easy to remember.]

Call me, Dragon for now. I wouldn't feel comfortable telling you to call me by my given name and you doubt me anyway.

[It feels weird as it is being called Dragon. Like he's placing himself far too high. But it can't be helped for now.] Considering what part of the timeline you're from, it might be best to start with the warehouse. Also you're free to question me. Not that I had to tell you that.

[Komaeda finally leaves his left hand be, and gestures with it like usually does, holding it up with claw tips pointed at the sky.] Shall we get this farce over with already?

[interhoper]

[Nagito waves off the return fire quite airily now that he's caught his breath.] Isn't that what I said at the start? Monokuma might have something to show us [he'll concede the plural, if that's the intended function of this impostor] on the other islands... There's no harm in checking on them sooner rather than later.

In the meantime... hmm. If it makes you feel better, you can call me "Hope".

[He levers himself back up, and off he strolls, by all outward appearances almost in a good mood.]

[eyeswideopen]

I'd rather wretch. [He makes a disgusted sound as he walks after him with the jangle of the chain scratching at his patience like sandpaper to rough wood. Calling themselves hope, ugh. He'd have thought it would still make sense to him. But no. It's just a reminder of how arrogant and stupid he is.

But something awful occurs to him.]...Komaeda, because I'm here what whoever is operating Monokuma here has to show us. Might be the memories the Future Foundation suppressed. Be prepared for that possibility.

[interhoper]

...Ahaha, are you consoling me after my joke fell flat? That's better treatment than I deserve... [His good-natured smile is a twitch of a muscle away from a smirk.] By which I mean, you can save the serious expression for someone else. As long as I make it in time, I don't care.

[Never mind what the "it" in question is. He'll know when he makes it, won't he?]

[eyeswideopen]

[He's starting to get why he used to piss off Hajime and everyone else. He's showing remarkable restraint himself. He hasn't strangled Nagito. Now if only his own mouth won't get him in trouble. He can keep all the vicious things he's thinking inside his head. He can do it. Ye-]

You don't even realize she baited the trap just for you and you're already barking on commmand. And you called Hajime a dog, what does that make you?

[Aaaand he failed. They're not far from the hotels at least. Maybe if he really gets the notion he can drown the bastard while he's at it.]

[interhoper]

[Not far, but as soon as they're done picking their way across the sand, Nagito turns to take the path leading the other way, towards the bridge. Still, he doesn't get too far without stopping again.] ...Who?

[eyeswideopen]

[He almost growls. There's no patience in him for constant delays anymore. But he hestiates. The moment he says the name everything is going to go hell. It always does.

Abruptly Komaeda feels tired. What was the point in delaying? At least if he chooses to say it... now it's his own choice. Yet he looks away anyway, scanning for her coming.] Enoshima Junko, the orginal Ultimate Despair.

[Nothing happens this time. Not at first. Then her laughter floats on the air, coming from the path ahead.]

...and there she is. Just like always. [He sighs, shoulders tense as he strides on ahead.] Let's get it over with.

I have people to return to.