My thing did a thing (+ DMMD!OC Meme Answer)

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OC Meme, Ft. Mamoru.

(Juuuuust for reference, Mamoru is my DMMd OC that I have yet to submit since I haven't finished his profile/route yet BUUUUUT I already have his reference and for those who can't wait:  )

1.) What's your name, who are you, and how old are you?
"Ehhh, okay, how did Aoba-kun and the others did this again... H-Hi! I'm Mamoru and I am also called Manager_And_Merger_of_Old_Reconstructed_Universes.exe and the Shinigami_Code by Nitro+Chiral/my masters! From my accounts, the last time my program was executed was during the last few beta stages of project_dmmd." Mamoru smiled towards the flabbergasted interviewer because seriously who just readily admits and breaks the fourth wall of a BL game so easily and do the others even know about this?

Coughing to hide their rude thoughts they asked the next question:

2. ) Interesting! What species are you?
"Ahh..." Mamoru trailed off a bit, as if he was lost in his thoughts. "I believe I am Ren'Py's decompiler and checker program remade specifically for project_dmmd." He crossed his legs and arms while a small grimace made its way to his feminine face.

"So in a way, I am definitely not human... But what measures a human in a universe specifically designed to have a protagonist be in 15 different routes and endings..." Mamoru's eyes flashed with anger-like features before settling down to his usual serene smile once again.

"Well, umm, may we proceed on to the next question?"

Stammering a bit, the interviewer asked.

3.) Continuing on... what are your likes and dislikes?
"Ahaha~ I definitely like Aoba-kun!" From a distance, one can hear a Mamoruuuu! being groaned out in frustration or possibly embarrassment. Mamoru just simply continued on, his smile even wider upon hearing the strange noise.

"Anyway, I personally dislike violence and certain... parts of the scripting that involve indecent activities without consent." A glare was directed towards the area of a certain pair of Not!Twins and a scruffy looking man whose name rhymes with Pink.

The three aforementioned individuals simply snorted or smirked in response.

4.) Awesome! Here's a VERY interesting question... do you have anyone special in your life currently? A crush? A lover?
"Oh," the teal-haired boy started, "in one of the routes somehow, something happened and it got... corrupted per say." He began

"At first, I tried stepping in and fixing it by being very generic, you know, the usual unnamed character and red shirt agents but... I guess the power of love made it so that even after a series of... events that were a merge of a fixed route and a corrupted script, I end up with Aoba-kun regardless." His smile evolved into a loving and gentle one and then directed it to he area where a certain blue-haired protagonist is covering his red-face with his hands while being patted comfortingly by his best friend.

5.) Awww!!! ^.^ Do you love him/ her?
Out of surprise, Mamoru almost fell down on his seat. Complete with a blush in tact, he pushed his glasses up in embarrassment and to cover his earlier blunder.

"M-Must you be so direct with your questions!" He stuttered.

"So, is it a yes or a n--"

"O-Of course it's a yes! Y-y-you d-don't even n-need to a-ask!"

Now fully red from forehead to neck, he placed one hand on his forehead and used the other to wave in dismissal and sign to continue on to the next question.

The interviewer's smile grew into a smirk.

6.) Here's an easy and classic question! What's your favorite color?! >.<
"Well, green for my color scheme and blue because it reminds me of Aoba-kun."

"Ahh, your love for each other is really sweet and fluffy!"

"As expected of a main characters for a BL game!"

"Ehhh..." Mamoru blinked and blushed. Suddenly, the ground looked so interesting to look at and oh look is that an ant and a small snail wrestling each other oh now they're kissing aww that's so sweet--

The interviewers grinned at each other. They have found a weak spot.

7.) What are your hobbies?! What do you like to do for fun, huh?!
"Hmm... I was told that I'm very good at fixing stuff." He recalled while deeply thinking his answer for the second question.

"For fun though? I actually have no idea what I like to do for fun... Fun is really a relative term and honestly, everything that I do for me is fun..." Hearing that, the interviewers scratched their head at the general answer Mamoru gave. In response, he slumped in his seat in a sulking-like manner before sighing in resignation.

"Okay maybe just for this interview, I'll say that my hobbies are drawing Aoba-kun in a dress and making those small Aoba-plushies he finds in his bed."

Somewhere out within the confines of this reality, a female voice asked "Do you make Aoba Cakes too?"

The interviewers snickered while Mamoru just looked at them in confusion.

8.) Wow!!! ^.^ Do you have any special skills?! What are your special skills?!
"Well--"

"And when we mean special skills, it doesn't necessarily just mean skills in general public."

"Umm, wait, what do you mean--"

"In other words, special skills in bed."

"What?!"

"Err, what we mean to say is that according to our sources, you happen to be very good in--"

"W-wha!? Wait, w-where did... I--" Mamoru, eyes wide from shock, was speechless. For a moment, there was pure agonizing silence from his side but then, everything seemed to snap in place when he managed to put the pieces of puzzle together.

"NOIZ I AM GOING TO FUCKING DRAMATICALLY MURDER YO--"

The program was cut off mid-sentence while the words "Experiencing Technical Difficulties. Please stand by" flashed on everyone's screen.

After a few minutes of shouting, running, and pursuing violent atrocities that were far too above the given range of ratings to allow broadcasting measurements, Mamoru calmed down with the help of Aoba and Kojaku.

Noiz, on the other hand, smirked proudly when the camera panned to his bruised and battered face.

9/10.) Maybe that's something I shouldn't of asked, here's your final two individual questions for today... do you have any pets and what is your dream for the future?
Still feeling a tiny bit irritated (haha, if your definition of tiny is as small as an elephant twice its original size) Mamoru frowned and pouted -honest to God pouted- at the interviewer's deliberate attempt at emphasizing the event earlier.

"I have my all-mate, Kaizoe."

"Oh, so is he anything special?"

"Not exactly..."

"..."

"..."

"L-Look, what happened earlier was a complete disaster and on behalf of the entire station who managed to, err, publicize your behind-close-doors-activities, we apologize for overstepping our boundaries as seekers of the truth." Finally giving in to the whims of the program-guest, the interviewers bowed respectfully and crossed their fingers, hoping that this small truce would help alleviate his frown. With a sigh followed by a cough, Mamoru smiled at the two tiredly as he presents to them the small, wide-eyed turtle.

"This is Kaizoe. She's a bit shy but curious." Mamoru pet Kaizoe's sea-blue hair while smiling softly at the creature.

"She helps me a lot with compressing garbage and cleaning up unwanted data because seriously you have no idea how cluttered some people play the game and really, 210 save files? Like, you have to be joking--"

"Umm, as much as we would like to hear more about the inner workings of your job, may we proceed on with the second question to avoid taking up much more of your time?"

"Yeah, yeah..." Mamoru paused for a bit before answer completely in a serious monotonic and robotic voice.

"I have no dreams for the future. A program like me has no life outside of being the manager of DRAMAtical Murder. In fact, I was suppose to be deleted the moment the game was released." He stated in an icy tone. A sharp intake of breath could be heard from the eerily silent audience.

"My future is entirely dependent on a picky and completionist player who happens to unlock my route for Aoba." A sardonic smile made its way to his face before he continued to explain his plight.

"Even then, before unlocking me, they have to go through all of the bad endings. All of it. Tell me," he stared at the interviewers' eyes unwaveringly, "do you have any idea how painful it is for me to watch all of this happening, being completely aware of what your loved one is going through and not being able to do anything about it?"

Mamoru took the silence and lack of answer from anyone as cue to continue.

"I don't belong in this expanse of universe created by Nitro+Chiral. I am a foreign entity... a virus... If Aoba-kun hadn't pleaded for my life that time..." Mamoru looked down in sorrow and finally, the silence that threatened to overlap everyone once again was broken by a resounding voice.

"Mamoru's had enough. You will leave him alone now. He is tired and will no longer answer any questions." The mysterious voice once again echoed throughout the studio and in a daze-like state, everyone agreed without questions.

Aoba grabbed Mamoru's hand and stared straight into the still filming camera. In a split second, he grabs the camera by its lens and brings it down to the hard, wooden floor. Static could be heard before it shut off completely from the rest of the world.

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Woah, I didn't expected this to end up in somewhat angst. Btw, for those who have yet to know what Aoba did or what certain characters did, well, it's a bit of a biiiiig spoiler so I suggest you to play the game or to -urk- watch the anime.

//Also happy 19th birthday to me yaaaaaaay