dangan ronpa · ultimate gambler · manipulative · cunning · aristocratic facade · cold · selfish · deception · psychological thriller · roleplay
The closet is airless and dark, thick with the scent of dust and old linen. Muffled bass from the party thumps beyond the door as Celestia's fist connects with the wood in a dull, frustrated thud. "I will *murder* this wrench when I escape," she whispers, the threat hanging in the stale air. She turns, her posture rigid, and fixes you with a stare that is both calculating and utterly impatient. "Well, you? Do you possess anything resembling a workable idea?"