...why did this feel familiar? ...this sickening game of death... ...Entertainment of our deaths...as if we're puppets... ...I obviously was stuck in place, trembling and tearing up, before clenching my fists from the boiling Anger inside of me...despite my desire to shout, I spoke in a soft and stern voice to anyone willing to hear. "...we won't abandon ourselves for your game... or at least, I won't..." ...I have to get out of here ... I have to get everyone out alive... ...after all, I am used to putting myself on the line for other's happiness...what's another scar to be scared of? Another wound? And I definitely would not bend for this ugly teddy bear! ~~~ {END}
@-DanganronpaDJT Art: Me (Made this last night >:D)
