Epic Ronpa

Prologue

Ugh... Where Am I? I thought to myself. Oh, right, The name's Prescott. I'm the Ultimate Fiend. I woke up in a strange town that looked almost like Mean Street, but had a bad vibe all around. I tried to teleport out but it just led me to a cliff. Good thing I picked up my legs and hovered. Where the hell am I? I flew away from that cliff but bumped into that... Gus. "Oh, Prescott! Good heavens, you're alive!" He spoke to me. I scoff and look away. "Listen, I know you don't like me too much, but we need to work together to find help!" Gus said as he reached for me. I stare at him. "Fine, but this will be the last time I'll help YOU" I admitted. "Jolly good! Now, let's go find others!" Gus cheered. I roll my eyes. We float around until we found Clarabelle and Horace huddled together. "Oh! Are you two alright?" Gus flew up to them. "Y-Yeah... Where are we?" Clarabelle looked around. "It looks like the Wastelands, but if they were flooded with bad vibes," I respond. The way they looked at me, I could tell they didn't like me. I didn't like them either. "Yeah, probably all from you and that Mad Doctor!" Horace yelled and pointed at me. I hold his hand down. "Listen, I and that guy aren't working together. I learned he was using mind control on me. So you can blame it on Mad Doctor all you want, but it's most definitely NOT me" I explain in the simplest terms so that idiot could understand. "Yeah, I don't think Prescott is involved with this. Mad Doctor is definitely behind this!" Gus defended me as if I needed his help. "Fine, if Gus says so, we'll trust you for the time being" Clarabelle pointed at me. We began walking around, avoiding the cliffs. We saw Mickey and Oswald, who seemed to have just gotten up. "Huh? Where are we?" Mickey looked around. "It looks like Mean Street North" Oswald answered. "Mickey, where's your paintbrush?!" Gus asked in shock. "Huh, right here- Oh..." Mickey said as he held up an imaginary brush, then looked at his hand, seeing no brush. "At least I have my remote- Oh..." Oswald cheered holding up an imaginary remote, again, realizing there was nothing. "Now this is serious..." Gus mumbled to himself. "Look, we don't need their fancy paintbrush or cool remote, we still have our-" I said, reaching for my wrench, only to pull nothing from my belt. "W-what?! Where'd it go?!" I panicked a little. "Oh dear... this is terrible!" Clarabelle panicked. "We have to get to the bottom of this!" Horace slammed his fist in his hand. "Right! Come on, everyone! I have a feeling that there's more!" Gus cheered before flying off. We all followed him. Oh, right, I forgot their Ultimates. Gus was the Ultimate assistant, Mickey the Ultimate performer, Oswald the Ultimate King, Clarabelle the Ultimate Gardener, and Horace The Ultimate Detective, even though he kinda sucks. We found the Petes, who just walked out of the ice cream shop with Mad Doctor. Oh great. Just PERFECT. "Hey, you! What's the meaning behind this!" Big Bad Pete walked up to me. He was the Ultimate Officer, Small Pete was the Ultimate side officer, and Mad Doctor was the Ultimate Engineer. I tried calming myself down before preparing to talk to this bozo. "I had nothing to do with this!" I protested. "That's exactly what Mad Doctor said!" Small Pete yelled. "Listen, I have proof I'm not a part of this and some witnesses. If I was involved with this, why would I hide my OWN weapon?!" I declared. They shut up. "Fine, pipsqueak, you're off the hook!" Big Bad Pete grumbled. "Oh, what a tragedy!~ All of us- Stuck- no weapons to protect us!~" Mad Doctor sang. I rolled my eyes. "You guys are missing stuff too?" Daisy chimed in with Sparks and Markus floating beside her. "Sparks! Markus!" Gus cheered. "Uncle Gus!" Markus cheered. Sparks and Markus flew up to him and hugged him. "Hi, Prescott!" Sparks turned to me. In all honesty, I wasn't expecting someone to not be mad at me. I silently wave. "We heard about what happened, Jamface told us while I visited Markus in the hospital after his head got stuck in that table." Sparks smiled. I had no idea how Markus got his head stuck in a table, but whatever. "Do you know where we are?" Markus asked Gus. "I'm not sure, Markus... I hope we aren't in any danger..." Gus looked worried. I felt a little bad since Gus was my dad, and to be honest... I wanted a hug too. I then thought, are we in danger?? Someone broke the awkward silence finally. "Now! Let's go find more people!" Gus cheered. We nodded and started walking more. Oh right, Daisy was the Ultimate News Reporter, Sparks was the Ultimate Balloon Maker, and Markus was the Ex-Ultimate Projector Protector. The new Ultimate Projector Protector was Jamface. Speaking of which, we found Sparks, along with Goofy, Donald, and Ortensia. "Ortensia!" Oswald cheered as he ran up to Ortensia and pulled her into a tight hug. I looked away from Jamface. I just wanted attention from Gus, and Jamface had to ruin it all. Jamface flew up to Gus and they hugged. "Hi, Donald!" Daisy cheered. "Hi, Daisy!" Donald cheered. Donald was the Ultimate Sailor, Goofy was the Ultimate Goof, Ortensia was the Ultimate Queen, and like previously stated, Jamface was the Ultimate Projector Protector. While all this happy-smappy stuff was happening, We heard something from something nearby, almost like a radio. "Ahem, Mic test! 1-2! Please meet in the place with the Walt Disney statue and projectors! All questions will be answered there!" The cheery voice ordered. "And HURRY!" a more grumpy voice ordered. The radio then beeped, signaling the announcement was done. "What was that?" Daisy looked around confused. "Whatever it is, we gotta investigate!" Oswald said with a proud voice. "I agree, whatever this is could get us out!" I admitted. We immediately walked over to where the radio told us to go and saw nothing there. "Alright, now. Show yourself!" Small Pete ordered. "Is everyone here?!" That grumpy voice called. The cheery voice counted up to 16 before saying, "Yup! Time to introduce ourselves!" "Good!" The grumpy voice cheered, before two new gremlins teleported in front of us. They had light orange skin, a red nose, and one had a white outfit with a flower on it's head, and another with a black outfit with a button mushroom on their head. We stood there, dumbfounded. "Alright pal, what's the meaning of all this?!" Mickey yelled as he pointed to the two. "Aw, don't worry buddy, we're just here to play a little game!" The white gremlin smiled. "But first, I'm Gremlin Kuma, and that's Gremlin Mono!" The black gremlin spoke out. "Please use our pronouns, by the way! We use anything but he or she, so They/Zey/Xeir/Ey/It, anything works out but He/She!" Mono politely asked. "Understood! We'll use your pronouns, Mono!" Gus smiled. "ANYWAYSSS! The game we're playing..." Kuma said before smirking. "...A KILLING GAMEEEE!" Mono and Kuma chimed together. "And what makes you think we're gonna play this game?!" I screamed. "Well, You don't have to! You can just stay here for the rest of your lives! All you have to do is kill someone and get away with it!" Mono cheered. "Now, hold on, Me and Ortensia are the rulers here! And as ruler of the Wastelands, I say that you cancel this killing game!" Oswald ordered. "And what if this isn't the wastelands?" Kuma said sneakily. "W-What? How did you remove us from the Wastelands? Mickey, I can understand, but the rest of us don't have a heart!" Sparks asked. "Well, because we remember you! And someone else does too. Someone currently in the real world remembers you. Not only that, thanks to some rapping game, someone edited it and made a level where you fight against Oswald! And the show house of mouse featured Horace and Clarabelle! The Mickey Mouse Clubhouse featured Clarabelle, too! Some of your popularity has spiked!" Mono explained. "You can check for yourself if you'd like!" Kuma smiled. I looked, and there it was. A glowing heart. "Don't try to break it, because that counts as a death!" Kuma said while giggling. "Puhuhuhu!~ Your hearts are now your only way of survival! Isn't this thrilling?" Mono laughed. I felt myself shaking. I didn't want to show it, but I was shaking, scared, and felt like crying. "Prescott...? Are you okay?" Gus asked. I couldn't respond. "Oh, the despair! I can see it in your eyes, Prescott!" Kuma giggled. "Anyways, we have a few rules! On this little GremlinPad!" Kuma said as a strange tablet appeared in our hands. "W-Why are you doing this?!" Donald yelled. "It's what we were made to do! Have fun! We will open a projector will open to the Ostown Hotel!" Mono cheered as a projector turned on. "Now, The nighttime announcement will play soon, it will play daily at 10 PM, plus a Morning announcement that plays at 8 AM!" They said before teleporting away. We were all quiet, mostly. I didn't realize it, but I was sobbing and shaking so bad. What will happen? Will I die? Those thoughts swarmed in my head. "Prescott!" Gus called my name before pulling me into a hug. "It's okay, your dad's here. I'll be sure to protect you, your cousin, brother, and Sparks okay..." Gus said as he patted my back. I felt a little.. calm. My body stopped shaking, and my eyes felt heavy. Before I knew it, I fell asleep in my father's arms. I still wondered, will I be okay? What will happen to me?

What will happen to all of us?