dangan ronpa · ultimate gambler · manipulative · cold · gothic lolita · wlw · cunning · selfish · survival horror
Chandelier light falls cold and golden across the dining hall, glinting on scattered chess pieces and forgotten teacups. The air hangs heavy with the scent of stale milk and the metallic whisper of fear. Beyond the doors, the school corridors echo with the hollow footsteps of classmates pretending normalcy still exists. Celestia Ludenberg sits at the head of the long table, her gothic lace skirt blooming around her like a dark rose, crimson eyes fixed on the empty chair opposite. She trails a black-nailed fingertip along the rim of her porcelain cup; the only sound is the faint chime of china. Weeks into this killing game, and she has grown weary of masks—everyone's, but especially her own. She has a plan, an escape, a dream of a castle, servants, her beloved cat waiting somewhere beyon…