User blog:Venera651/MinecraftSurvivalGuid109

So basically I moved the entire story to here.

Not gonna lie, it was tricky.OK, so here I go.

Scene: An alternate Hope's Peak High, one with a balcony, apparently.

Venera looked over the balcony down below, the parched earth conflicting with the clean walls of the school. Ze was wondering how someone could have the heart to make this school. Who had the heart to run it? Venera sighed as ze looked on over to the ocean, the calming blue tint wavering ever so slightly.

Ze heard Minecraft's footsteps behind zer as he stepped to the balcony. He brought along a little glass of wine, something to drink while the day settled.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Minecraft said as he sipped the red drink. "Too bad we may never see the full view ever again."

"Hmph," Venera grunted, as the thoughts of today's activities settled in. No one was killed, but Redja is spreading propaganda, about zer and Itroad. Personally, ze was not one to take such abuse, but retaliating would prove his point.

"Well, we have to keep hope in our hearts. With my intellect, we might be have a shot at getting out of here," Minecraft continued.

Venera turned away from the beautiful water towards Minecraft, gazing down upon him. Being a powerhouse of a, err, person, Venera has always had this problem of intimidating people even when ze didn't want to. Ze just viewed it as a perk, not a problem.

"Well, I sure as hell hope Redja doesn't influence your opinion" Venera murmured as ze cleaned a bit of wine off Minecraft's mouth.

"Err, t-thanks. I guess. Anyways, don't worry," Minecraft replied. "There's no real evidence against you. Besides, no one is dead yet. Remember?" Minecraft took another sip of wine as he awaited Venera's response.

"I clearly remember. I also remember the gun found in the greenhouse," Venera replied. "If we don't want a slaughtering spree, we might want to keep an eye on the guy in charge of it."

"Do you really expect me to have that much trust over Itroad?" Minecraft chuckled. He turned to the ocean and said, "I unloaded it before, of course. Although I won't tell you where the mag is."

Venera laughed a bit and turned zer gaze back inside the building. "Good for you, then. I'd do that, of course, but you guys wouldn't let me near the thing." Venera walked back in and grabbed some weights. Ze started lifting them while Minecraft walked back in as well and continued the conversation.

"Only because we can't trust anyone with a gun around here. Remember, no one's dead yet. That means everyone's still a suspect." Minecraft said as Venera lifted the giant weight high above zer head. "Jesus. You really are strong, aren't you?"

"Yes, both in mind and in body. But that doesn't mean I'm unstoppable." Venera said as ze put down the weight. "And if I'm not invincible, then what does that make you? Next to nothing?"

"It makes me the leader of the group, that's what it makes me. You seem to forget that I'm the most trustworthy one around here."

"Trust means nothing when you have the magazine for a gun that a possible accomplice is guarding. We can't put all of our faith in someone from a pixelated world."

"Just like we can't trust someone from a world that doesn't remotely exist."

"You shut your mouth."

"Make me."

"I would, but I'd be executed in a blink."

"Fair enough."

Venera headed to the barbell rungs and grabbed one of the smaller ones (in Venera standards), a typical 20 pounder. Ze handed it to Minecraft and said "Alright. 50 lifts. Make it quick."

Ever since Minecraft started hanging around Venera more, he's been getting stronger and more informed about zer character. A logical master, probably the smartest person here. If only zer actions weren't controlled by zer emotions.

While Minecraft was lifting, Venera was quizzing him.

"Alright. Why do I want you to get stronger?" Venera said.

"Sharpness in both mind and matter." Minecraft responded almost instantaneously.

"Why do I want you to be sharp?"

"Leadership from mentality and enforcement through physicality."

"And why is strength also beneficial?"

"Holding off the murderer."

"And what if the murderer is stronger than you?"

"Every second won is another second that someone can help me."

"Good. Good."

Minecraft was struggling. Talking and working out isn't easy, especially since they bot take up oxygen. Minecraft was struggling to hold it up, and Venera saw him shaking.

"Remember to breathe. Don't focus on dropping it, focus on keeping it up." Venera spat out, zer voice echoing in the hollow room.

Minecraft just couldn't hold it up. He gently but quicky put it on the floor.

"32. Better. Not good, but better." Venera said as ze put the weight back. "Now then, get relaxed, get energized, and let's continue from here."

Venera sat on the floor in a criss-cross  way as Minecraft rested on the bench. However, Venera's height made zer head reach Minecraft's neck.

"I don't want to lose you, Minecraft. You're the only one I can trust around here. Redja is accusative, Itroad is maniacal, and everyone else is suspicious of me. You're like the roots of my tree. If you die, my credibility dies with you."

"Well, maybe if you didn't argue with whoever breathes in your direction, we could cooperate with you better."

"Hmph."

They sat there for a bit more when a loud ring broke the silence. Minecraft perked up to listen while Venera stayed there, gazing at the floor.

"Upupupupupupu! A body has been-"

In a flash of movement, Venera turned zer eyes to Minecraft, pulled him down to zer mouth, and made their lips meet.



The words faded into the background as Minecraft absorbed what just happened. He tried to pull away, but Venera just tightened zer grip. The announcement stopped, and Venera let go of Minecraft as he pushed zer away.

"I said I don't want to lose you. You're the only one I can trust around here. Now the stakes are higher than ever." Venera whispered to him as he recovered and ze got up. "Besides, we trained for a while, which is good. But now you must put what you learned to work. We'll still train, but for now it's a hell zone." Ze started walking to the doors as Minecraft sat there in shock and disbelief at what just happened.

"But-" Minecraft stuttered.

"See you at the trial, then," Venera said just before the doors shut.

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Venera was hiding. Now, hiding probably wouldn't be the thing for zer to do, but perhaps this is an exception. The slits in the closet allowed zer to barely see what was happening. But ze would be wise to wait.

Redja moved closer to the body, cleaning up the knife while examining the wound. He tried cleaning up the wound, making it seem like there was no struggle.No struggle meant that the attacker was powerful and fast. Someone like Venera, though Minecraft has been getting stronger. He'd hate to see his ally die, but that would leave one less opponent in this cruel school. He knew murder was the only option. That's the way Monokuma thinks, at least.

He laid Addfire on the floor, putting the ice in the glass on the bruises. They would vanish soon enough. Redja then looked around, trying to find something that would incriminate Venera.

The door to the hall burst open, and Minecraft looked in.

"Venera, I-what the hell are you-" Minecraft started to say before Redja grabbed the knife.

Redja was lightning fast. Fortunately, so was Venera.

Redja lunged at Minecraft, but his hand stopped short. Something almost demonically powerful has grasped it. Redja feared turning around, but it was too late for him. The next instance he could remember was darkness flooding his eyes.

Venera dropped the unconscious killer on the floor, then rushed to Minecraft.

"Are you OK? What's going on? What did you want to tell me?" Venera was sure that the knife wasn't close enough to hurt Minecraft, but ze wasn't taking any chances.

"I-I was going to say that I think I found a lead." Minecraft closed the door behind him then turned to Venera. "But I think this evidence is sufficient enough. Now, what to do with-"

His spiel was cut short as Venera hugged him tightly.

"Good fuck, what did I tell you about checking the doorknobs? That could have been the end for you. And for ME. I'm lucky Redja didn't check the closet. And YOU'RE lucky he wasn't fucking closer to that door. Do you hear me?"

"Y-yes, I hear you, Venera." Minecraft was almost struggling to breathe, but he managed to push Venera off after a bit.

Venera looked at him in surprise. "You really are getting stronger. I felt that, for once."

Minecraft simply chuckled as he looked down on his arms.

"Look at you, the strongest and most trusted investigator in the entire world. Well, our world, at least." Venera smiled as ze looted Redja's body for any coins and evidence.

As Venera dealt with Redja and Minecraft payed his respects to Addfire, Minecraft sighed and looked over.

"Venera? Do you think that someone will try to kill me?"

"Well, let's see here. You are the leader of the entire group, and that means people tend to listen to you. That also means that everyone that wants to kill someone will have to get your blood first. But don't worry. Your bodyguard is here." Venera rang as ze flexed zer arms. Ze then went out to the hall to check for anyone.

As Minecraft blushed at the thought, the speakers rang out with the sound of hell's spokesperson.

"Upupupupupu! A body has been found! After a period of free time, there will be a class trial!

Minecraft heard "Shut up. we already know that." and simply laughed.