Crystal Sierra (Psychic)
Crystal looked up and sighed. “This place is just…strange and its starting to get to me, thats all.” She said. “Its just my luck that I think I’m going to a great school and It ends up looking like a freaking shack” She started laughing and covering her face to hide her sickness and waves of fear. “And have you noticed how cold it is? I wonder If anyone else feels the same.” She asked.
Catalina Link (Kickboxer)
She nodded. “I understand. it is pretty crazy here.” She frowned slightly. “Same. Why am i not surprised.” She shrugged and looked around at the others. “Possibly. I’m not sure. Should we go talk to the others?”
Crystal Sierra (Psychic)
Crystal looked up to analyze the girl. Then she glaced around the room to analyze the others. “I suppose so, seeing as I just heard someone screaming in the hallway. Hopefully that person is okay. And It might be interesting to analyze the reactions of the others being here.” She sticked out her tounge in a playful manner. She slowly stood up, still feeling sore from laying on that cold floor earlier. She decided to put her sickness out of her mind. “Now shall we go explore our fellow humans here?” She said sarcastically.
Approachable
Briar Clemons
The Ultimate Botanist
Her head tilted in response to what the girl said. “Can’t you see?”
“Weeell,” she began, drawing the word out much longer than necessary, “For all I know, you could have been the one to gather us here in such a peculiar setting… but I suppose you’re too sweet to be the bad guy, huh?” Her eyes were squinted as she smiled up at the girl, ignoring the fading facade that Xiulan strained to maintain. While Briar would have never guessed what her persona as truly like, she did not believe that it could be bad enough to prevent the two from being friends. She thought that there was a slim chance that the girl was shy and was forcing herself out of her comfort zone by talking to her, perhaps.
“Ah, nice to meet you, Xiu. And oh,” her eyes lit up as the girl began to question her about flowers, “that’s a tough one, but I believe the gaura wildflower would compliment you, as well as the creek plum or even the creeping dogwood–” she cut herself off, realizing that she could list hundreds of different flowers. She bent forward, her face moving close to her. “I think… I think lighter colors in general, or a dark red flower… Y’know…” She trailed off and this time, her mouth was barely parted as she examined the girl with narrowed eyes. “It’s strange, I don’t believe I’ve heard of you,” she laughed quietly. Playfully, even. She had meant no harm by it and did not realize how insulting that may potentially sound. “I suppose you look a bit familiar though…?”
@Secreterz || Xiulan Jin
Emmett Jennings
The Ultimate Journalist
The girl, or rather, Louise’s darting eyes had concerned him. Since she said she was alright, though, he figured that he would leave it alone. Instead, he accepted her kind smile and answered her with, “Yes, I’m afraid so… Woke up in a class room. What about you? I’m going to take a wild guess and say that you have idea what is going on at the moment, right?”
His brow rose into a trimmed arch. Of course Emmett preferred that she knew something about their situation, but it seems that no one necessarily recalls much information about anything, really. For him, he only remembered setting foot on the Hope’s Peak Academy grounds for an early tour so that he could decide whether or not he wanted to attend. And now? It made no sense-- there was no information to help him determine what had brought them all to this building just yet.
@BlackBlood || Louise Gibbson
Xiulan Jin || The Ultimate Idol
“For all I know, you could have been the one to gather us here in such a peculiar setting… but I suppose you’re too sweet to be the bad guy, huh?”
“I have a reputation to save and keep, I don’t do dirty work by kidnapping a bunch of… starngers. But yes, I am what people say… sweet.” She laughed silently as she thought at her statement. Xiulan was most intruiged by her seemingly naive personality, as if she would easily be controlled. But thoughts like that brushed off to her as she looked around the wide environment, almost being silent with some mumbling of students nearby. She was mostly thinking on how to continue on this conversation, wondering to how was she intuiged by her… she felt an energy, Did we meet before?, she brushed off thinking of it as a stupid idea.
As Xiulan finished her wonder about flowers, her eyes sparkled, one way to know she’s a botanist. "that’s a tough one, but I believe the gaura wildflower would compliment you, as well as the creek plum or even the creeping dogwood–” Xiulan eyes also lit up from one flower, “Creek plum? That’s a nice flower! You know, I have many collections of plum flower hairpins, it is the national flower of China. Symbolises beauty, virtue, preserverance, and hope. You are, might I say, a good botanist for seeing my beauty.” Xiulan taps in her hairpins and laughs sweetly within the thoughts of her and her mother playing as if they were fairies. This moment of joy was soon ruined by her going near her, “I think… I think lighter colors in general, or a dark red flower… Y’know…”
“I prefer to keep red later on in my life, but lighter colors… I’ve heard people say I look nice.” She then covered her mouth, “It’s strange, I don’t believe I’ve heard of you,” Xiulan’s eyes opened, but not positively. She thought this was just the regular temporary amnesia, just like hers, but the sound of silent laughing offended her; as if her status of being an idol meant nothing. And that, she decided that her facade be pushed. “Maybe you haven’t listened to our songs… Maybe, you don’t like pop genres in music… Or maybe, you have the risk to ruin your reputation. If my agents were here, then maybe a garden of yours be wilten in to pieces. Even if it is a playful joke, words are sharper than knives. And I especially don’t like playful jokes on my career.” Xiulan then returned to her composed yet stressed position, fingers fidgeting as a sign to calm down. “I suppose you look a bit familiar though…?”
“I thought I was the only one.”, she replied.
@Daunt | Briar Clemons Damn I wrote sumthin’ long 
Dijon Gagnier || The Ultimate Chef
His head felt painful, feeling as if his head was smashed onto a floor. He opened his eyes, but the vision of his eyes became fuzzy. He scratched his head and massaged it, as he slowly regained vision. He looked around, a classroom with bizzare floorings and walls. The windows shut. He wondered to himself, Where am I? His memories soon came back, it was him entering the school. But to his surprise, he wondered if there was more. He wondered if he was kidnapped, maybe asking for a ransom. He rolled to the other side on the floor, maybe to get a bit of a rest. Though a weird feeling he has, he feels refreshed. As if his missing hours of sleep, tireness was gone. Dijon soon felt a weird crunch in his pockets, he grabbed it, and saw a note:
“All Students must report to the auditorium in the center of the Academy IMMEDIATELY.”
He soon got up and looked around, went near the door. Slowly opening it to see if there were suspicious people, he saw nothing but a hallway; once more, decorated with bizzare walls and floorings. As he walked around an eerie hall, he wondered, Well, I never made some weird ritual, I never ripped a paper doll, nor lied. Are there gonna be psychos? Ghost-children? Anything scary? He wondered about this, until he saw a bright light, filled with muffled noises. He went there and saw some students, he sighed in relief and went inside.
Approachable Kudos to the people who may get my reference 
Dolly LeJune || Ultimate Bodybuilder
“Of course!” Dolly said. “Stand back, alright?”
Dolly walked up to the locker, which was rocking back and forth. Someone had to be inside. “I’m getting you out, alright?” Dolly yelled, hoping whoever was inside could hear her. “Stay back from the door!”
Dolly took a deep breath and psyched herself up. You are a goddess. You are a gglorious, golden goddess. Sucking in a lungfull of air, she grabbed the locker door by both sides and ripped the thin metal straight off of it’s hinges. A girl with short, frizzy black hair came tumbling out of the locker as Dolly let the door clatter to the floor.
@Kbail - Christina
Kayda Adalina Ambrose || Ultimate Taekwondo
Kayda’s face twisted as she woke up, the hallway tile freezing beneath her exposed hands and she winced. She stumbled up she looked around, “Excuse me, is anyone there?” She spoke. But she heard no sound. She touched her throat and spoke again, this time louder and frowned. “Where am I?” Still, she couldn’t hear a single thing. She touched her ears, she snapped, once, twice, thrice. No sound was registered. Kayda’s face paled as she came to the one conclusion.
She was deaf.
She looked around, she felt deeply vulnerable as she stumbled down the hallway, her hand pressed against the wall. She couldn’t hear anything. She couldn’t hear the announcement. But she felt the vibrations of the speakers throughout her entire body.
Approachable
Mariposa Marie Sanchez 
Ultimate Krav Maga
Mariposa’s eyes fluttered open as a blunt cold breezed over her body she shivered slightly, Sluggishly she lifted her body up and attempted to squint her eyes in an effort to rid of her blurry vision. Once it fixated itself on the object she got up. Dusting off her clothing to look around the room.
The room was nice and well-maintained but there was one question Mariposa was confused on- “Where in the world am I…” Mariposa muttered under her breath. She opened the wooden door and peeked her head out taking a glance down the hall only to see a few other people who looked around her age- They were lost…scared…some flat out balling.
Mariposa took a deep breath and stepped out into the hall only to hear the loud squeak of a speaker as a voice boomed in.
All Students mjust report to the auditorium in the center of the Academy IMMEDIATELY.
“Students” scrambled to the auditorium room left and right. She hastily walked to the room and opened the heavy metal doors.
Looking around she debated on where to sit. She needed answers herself.
APPROACHABLE
Christina (Creative Writer)
Christina opened her mouth In shock as the girl tumbled out of the locker. 'It seemed like slow motion. “Oh my goodness, thank you for opening It.” She said. She rushed over and struggled to help the girl get on her feet, almost tripping. “Are you okay? How long have you been In here.” She asked.
Louise Gibbson | Ultimate Anatomist
Louise zoned out. A piercing sound overtook her hearing. Emmett’s voice muffled through the pitch. She looked around, feeling there but not there. Everything was slowed down. She could hear her breathing, getting faster and faster. Her heart thumping slower and slower. She came back to her senses and looked at Emmett’s worried face. “Hm?” She raised her eyebrows, forgetting everything he asked. “Oh um… the… the hallway. Yeah… the hallway.” She said, sounding indecisive.
“I uh… woke up in the hallway. I’m sorry I just zoned out for a second,” Her voice trailed off.
“I’m back though. Um… yeah I have no clue as to what’s going on. You said you woke up in a classroom? How did you know where to go?”
No matter the circumstances Louise was not going to stay in a dangerous place any longer. She was going to figure out what was going on, and no one would stop her.
Sahara Reed || Ultimate Poker Player
I woke up on the cold white marble. I could hear faint chatter but everything else was silent. I sat up, and rubbed the dried up tears from my eyes. I looked around the room. From what I could tell, I was in a history or… english classroom. The chalkboard was filled with writing. Books covered the desk. I stood up and swallowed the saliva in my mouth. My throat was dry and scratchy.
I cleared my throat and called out, “Hello?! He- anyone?!”
No response.
There was a screeching noise. I looked up at the speaker. An announcement was being made. I listened carefully as my sound was muffled. I yawned and the sound of my ears popping covered the majority of the announcement. I heard the most important bits - go to the auditorium immediately. I decided to listen to the voice as they managed to knock me unconscious and put me in a classroom.
I pulled the door handle down and pushed open the door to the empty and quiet hallway. It was dark, but I managed to see the end of the hall. Lockers filled the sides. It was so quiet I could hear my own feet. I was wearing a honey yellow shirt, jeans and black converse.
I rounded the corner and saw a dark figure. “Hey!” I called out. They must’ve not heard me. I rushed over to them, looking for answers. I tapped their shoulder. “Hey…”
@Daunt - Emmett
@GlitterFist - Dark Figure/Junichiro
Dallas "Dally" Northwest 
Ultimate Analyst
Dallas jolted up immediately hitting his head on the hard board above him. “F*ck!” he semi-yelled out. Snatching the blankets from over his body he flung them onto the ground and stood up. Fixing his leather jacket and patting himself for his lighter.
“Great.” Dallas sighed whoever owns this place took away his lighter and pack of cigarettes. Already grumpy due to waking up in some random place his nicotine fix clearly wasn’t happening any time soon.
The room was nice but a bit disheveled probably due to when they tried to put him to sleep he resisted per usual.
All Students must report to the auditorium in the center of the Academy IMMEDIATELY.
Dallas heard the woman say. Dallas only gritted his teeth obviously he wasn’t going to go but due to not having his pack of cigs and not knowing where he was he went anyways.
He opened the doors and looked around at the tons of people that filled the auditorium. A few were antsy, weirdly ok and nervous. Dallas turned his chair and plopped down on the seat.
APPROACHABLE
Veronique Charbonneau || Ultimate Supermodel
Veronique suddenly found herself on the floor as the door to her prison dissappeered. She looked up at her rescuers; A young, worried-looking girl and a woman- Or maybe a rather flamboyant man- with incredibly impressive muscles. She leaped into the arms of the one with the identifyable gender, wrapping her arms around the girl tightly.
“You saved me!” Veronique cried, almost crying in relief. “Oh, Thank you! Thank you so much!” She let the girl go and kissed her on both cheeks in greeting. “I am Veronique Charbonneau, but I’m sure you already know that. You’ve probably seen me in a magazine, Yes? No matter. You will be rewarded greatly with much money, both of you!” She cried, nodding to acknowledge the… person who was standing in the corner of the room, poking the door they’d pried off the hinges with their toe. “Come, let us leave this place!” Veronique cried, bolting for the door out of the room.
“Hold your horses there, Sugar.” The person warned her, and their voice told Veronique that they were, indeed, female. The muscular woman gently grabbed Veronique’s forearm with a sad, motherly look in her eyes. “We’re trapped in here. There’s no way out.”
“…What?” Veronique asked, hopeless. She looked over to the other girl.
@Kbail - Christina
Junichiro Ikusaba || Ultimate Snuff Filmmaker
Junichiro was walking down yet another hallway in this maze of a school, trying to find the damned auditorium. He had been passing by the open doorway of yet another classroom when he heard a female voice call out to him.
“Hey!”
Ugh, women. So needy. She must have just awoken. So what if she did, though? He could figure things out for himself just fine when he woke up, so why couldn’t she?
Oh wait. She was a woman. Why did he expect her to have common sense? Oh, well. Maybe if he ignored her, she’d go away. He walked past the doorway without even acknowledging her and kept walking, a bit faster, down the hall. Soon, though, he heard the sound of footsteps behind him, following him. He sighed in dissappointment as he felt a tap on his shoulder.
“Hey…”
He whipped around to face her, the hardened edges of his long, blood-soaked, white-blonde hair whipping accross her face. He didn’t even feel sorry. “What?!” He snapped at her. “What do you want from me?! Do I look like I have enough time to tend to your needs right now?! Use your eyes, woman! I’m busy! Find somebody else to prattle on too, alright?”
Junichiro huffed and turned to walk away.
@BlackBlood - Sahara
Briar Clemons
The Ultimate Botanist
Her brows knit together in confusion as her head falls to one side. “Aha, my bad. I’m just a lover-- I like to laugh, y’know?” As if to prove her innocence, she moved even closer and swung an arm around the girl’s shoulder, Xiu’s platform shoes making her a bit more difficult to reach. There was a small grin on her face as she hung there for a brief moment before stumbling back to her spot. Whether it was her loss of balance or the fact that she could sense the discomfort, she would not let on.
“But annnnyway, back to the flowers! I’m so glad you agree!” Although her face had resembled that of someone high beforehand, she now appeared and felt more awake. Just the subject of plants rejuvenated her whereas any other subject may bore her ever so slightly. “I would have never guessed that someone else was knowledgeable in flowers like that. And your hairpins?” She sighed dreamily, staring at them as they shined under the auditorium’s dim lighting. “I absolutely love them.”
Briar was moving quickly from flattery to insulting remarks and back to flattery. It was rare for her to be quite this energetic, but having felt as if she had slept a thousand years, she had a bunch of pent up energy slowly leaking through.
“Oh! I had an idea! Since I haven’t heard your music before, you could always sing it to me. There is a stage in here, y’know.”
@Secreterz || Xiulan Jin And reasonably so-- I was excited to see Xiulan go off on her 
And imagine: she goes up and begins singing, only for Monokuma to push her off the stage aha
Emmett Jennings
The Ultimate Journalist
A bit panicked as to how the stranger was acting, he rest a hand firmly on her shoulder, as if to try and ground her. His eyes focused on her as he tried to gauge her mental state, as well as her health. He was no where near prepared to help someone if they had an anxiety attack or a medical condition of some sort, though. He was a simple journalist.
Emmett was only ever good for questioning people, and that typically only worsened situations where people panicked. “Alright-- that’s, uh, that’s fine… The hallway.”
That was one of the first times that he had ever faltered when speaking, unsure of how to respond. Then, however, she questioned him. What a change of pace.
“How did I know where to go?” He repeated the question before answering, “I didn’t. I honestly had to wander around the building until I found my way here. I assume that that is what had happened with everyone, don’t you think?” His brow rose in curiosity as he studied her face, wanting to know what she thought. Realizing that his hand was still on Louise’s shoulder, however, he awkwardly removed it and straightened his back.
@BlackBlood || Louise Gibbson
Sahara Reeds || Ultimate Poker Player
I pulled my head back to refrain from being whipped with horse hair! His rude demeanor and tensed shoulders gave the impression he did not want to be bothered, but I have a determined soul and I had questions that needed answers.
I scoffed. “Wow, did you buy the wrong $1000 bourbon bottle?”
Fantastic. We were both annoyed with each other. Assuming he was your stereotypical rich white boy I pranced around him, looked him in the eye and walked backwards to get his attention. He had a quick pace. Soon enough I’d trip over myself.
“And this “woman” has a name.” I said with airquotes. I took a deep breath and continued. “Anyways, I’m Sahara Reeds and I just had a few questions. And if you underestimate me so much, maybe we can play a game of poker and p!ss you off there.”
I wanted to take a hard jab at him but I wasn’t good at this roasting business.
Louise Gibbson || Ultimate Anatomist
Taken aback by his hand she looked at his hand that was perched on her shoulder then back at him. Their eyes locked for a moment longer than a few seconds which made her uncomfortable. She stared him down, waiting until his arm fell to his side.
He answered her question then his arm fell.
She shifted her weight and cleared her throat.
“Yeah, I guess everyone had to find their own way.” Her eyes scoured the room. She had no intentions of being rude, but she wanted to know who the next person available for talking was.
To clear the air and cut the tension she asked, “So you’re a journalist? Must be cool to question people about things. Would you say this would be your most interesting story given the… circumstances” She said with a sigh looking at the marble tiled floor.
@/GlitterFist - Junichiro
@/Daunt - Emmett
Xiulan Jin || The Ultimate Idol
Shr scoffed at her carefree remark, and felt a bit off about her, “Yu chun de nuhai,” she muffled s she rolls her eyes. As her veiw went tothe other side, hanging there, feeling an air of disrespect to her. Xiulan trying to get away for her, and when she let go, she pointed at her, “Nin-”. She then calmed down once more, but the tension she felt was a bit tense, questioning her true nature. “But annnnyway, back to the flowers! I’m so glad you agree!”
“Finally, I only talked to you because my beauty was needing flowers.” She said while tidying up herself. “I would have never guessed that someone else was knowledgeable in flowers like that. And your hairpins?”, she looked at her hairpins, she expected that at least one of them would admire her gracious style, and felt relief. But as the conversations went to many turns, she felt an uneasy aura within her. She felt as if she was purposely trying to get to snap her. Xiulan avoided to go as far as going physical, but her hands we rubbing as if the urge to push or slap was going to happen at any second. It was until Briar conversed her, “Oh! I had an idea! Since I haven’t heard your music before, you could always sing it to me. There is a stage in here, y’know.”
“Excuse me?” She was shocked. She heard this statement in one of her past schools before, and knew where this was going. She finally marked a conclusion that Briar was trying to trick her to sing, and be humiliated when the faculty comes. She laughed, mockingly, as if she was on the verge of insanity, “You really think I’ll do that? On a stage? First day? Why, I won’t! What would happen if my pride fills up and sing on stage? Oh I don’t know, maybe one of the faculty will scold me? I’ll be embarrassed in the first day! I have reputation and dignity to keep and save!” She said all that, maintaining her cool and kept a graceful demeanor which she always does, and to that she looked at her once more, and sighed, “Maybe after announcements, I’ll do it. But not on stage, just somewhere acceptable… lik a classroom.”
@Daunt | Briar Clemons I was excited for her to snap too, also
Junichiro Ikusaba || Ultimate Snuff Filmmaker
Although it did make him amused to see that he’d irritated her, he still didn’t have time to talk to her. He promptly forgot her name and kept walking down the hallway.
“I have no time for your questions. I’m getting mine answered first. You’re welcome to follow me to the auditorium, though, if you want to be next in line.” He called over his shoulder to her, and he rounded the corner and founf himself face-to-face with the auditorium’s heavy aluminium doors.
@BlackBlood - Sahara
Christina (Creative Writer)
Christina warmly embraced the girl’s greeting. “Oh there’s no need to give me money girl.” Christina said. She was starting to feel worried for the girl since she was acting In such a frenzy. She saw as Veronique turned to leave but got stopped by the girl with muscles.
The words she said became very clear “What the heck? We are we really actually stuck In here?” Christina asked. “I thought that the windows and stuff were just… boarded up because…I don’t know.” Anxiety was starting to increase In Christina and she felt like the walls were closing In around her as she put her arms on her head
Dolly LeJune
Dolly could see that Veronique and the other girl were freaking out, the other girl espescially. Her motherly instincts kicked in immediately.
“It’s alright, Sugar.” Dolly walked over to the girl and gently put a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it as if to project her own strength into the girl. Veronique had followed Dolly timidly, like a stray cat looking for food, and Dolly pulled both of the girls closer to her, sharing her body’s warmth with them. “We don’t know what’s going on here. Nobody does, I can tell you that. But we’re going to find a way to get out of here, I swear. And we’re all gonna get out of this just fine, alright? I’m gonna make sure of that.”
@Kbail - Christina
Emmett Jennings
The Ultimate Journalist
Well, that was awkward. Most encounters with Emmett were always somewhat awkward in general, but never like that. He shook it off, though, and allowed his eyes to wander around the room once he noticed her own doing the same. Her next question came off guard but he managed to pay enough attention to respond accordingly.
“Would this be my most interesting story, huh?” He thought for a moment, his mind shifting various reports from his past in his head. “I think that it definitely had the potential to be, yes. Depends on why we’re all gathered here and why we don’t remember anything. In my opinion, the thing that makes certain stories truly great is the conclusion that is reached in the end.”
Emmett’s arms crossed as his eyes wandered once more, observing the finer details of the auditorium. “You can be a great writer, but if you have to lie for the conclusion to ‘wow’ an audience, then the story was not worth writing.”
He took a deep breath before finally asking, “What about you, Ultimate Anatomist? Care to elaborate on that?”
@BlackBlood || Louise Gibbson
Briar Clemons
The Ultimate Botanist
“You really think I’ll do that? On a stage? First day? Why, I won’t! What would happen if my pride fills up and sing on stage? Oh I don’t know, maybe one of the faculty will scold me? I’ll be embarrassed in the first day! I have reputation and dignity to keep and save !”
Her eyes had widened a little, not expecting such an immediate refusal. As per usual, her head fell to one side as she stared at her, dumbfounded for a brief moment. Yet the just as sudden shift in attitude made her smile once more. “Oh, that makes me so happy to hear! I suppose you’re right-- there’s no rush. I’m sure that we’ll have plenty of time to get to know each other, anyway.”
Feeling a slight urge to move, she did a slow spin, thinking about everything that had been said thus far. “Perhaps there are other people that would wanna hear, too…! And perhaps we could go to the classroom that I woke up in. I think it may have good acoustics… Acoustics-- that’s right word, right?” Briar stopped as soon as she had completed a full 360, facing Xiulan once more. “Eh, I’m sure you’ll sound good anyway. Otherwise you wouldn’t be the Ultimate Idol,” she said with a shrug.
@Secreterz || Xiulan Jin Ahaha-- I have feeling that it’s a small possibility if they ever hang out again after this!