Part 2
2.BGM: Doki Doki Literature Club! (modified - no "Doki Doki!" at the beginning)





The girl with the sour attitude, whose name is apparently Natsuki, is one I don't recognize. Her small figure makes me think she's probably a first-year. She is also the one who made cupcakes, according to Sayori.
I like that Mitayo remembers this; hes got his cupcake-shaped priorities in order.

Sayori says that quietly into my ears, then turns back towards the other girls.

Yuri, huh? According to google, that means Lily. Natsuki, in contrast, comes from a mix of 'summer' and 'hope'. As an afterthought, Sayori might be a combination of small, night, and village, though that might be a huge stretch.

Yuri, who appears comparably more mature and timid, seems to have a hard time keeping up with people like Sayori and Natsuki.




Monika smiles sweetly. We do know each other - well, we rarely talked, but we were in the same class last year. Monika was probably the most popular girl in class - smart, beautiful, athletic. Basically, completely out of my league. So, having her smile at me so genuinely feels a little...




Sayori really likes the tilde-trail off. I used to do that all the time when I was like fifteen.

The girls have a few desks arranged to form a long table. As Sayori mentioned, it's been widened so that there is one space next to Monika and one space next to Sayori. Natsuki and Yuri walk over the corner of the room, where Natsuki grabs a wrapped tray and Yuri opens the closet. Still feeling awkward, I take a seat next to Sayori. Natsuki proudly marches back to the table, tray in hand.



Natsuki lifts the foil off the tray to reveal a dozen white, fluffy cupcakes decorated to look like little cats. The whiskers are drawn with icing, and little pieces of chocolate were used to make ears.

I want a cupcake now. It's 9:20 in the morning though.


Sayori grabs one first, then Monika. I follow.

Sayori talks with her mouth full and has already managed to get icing on her face.
I kind of imagine Sayori as a yellow lab.
I turn the cupcake around in my fingers, looking for the best angle to take a bite. Natsuki is quiet. I can't help but notice her sneaking glances in my direction. Is she waiting for me to take a bite? I finally bite down. The icing is sweet and full of flavor - I wonder if she made it herself.



(Haven't I heard this somewhere before...?)

SO TSUNDERE BAKA



I give up on Natsuki's weird logic and dismiss the conversation.
I've been working on a pet theory that says the the pinker someone's hair, the more likely they are to be super quirky or possibly nuts.
Yuri returns to the table, carrying a tea set. She carefully places a teacup in front of each of us before setting down the teapot next to the cupcake tray.





Insulted, Yuri looks away.
Good lord, they're all so easily nettled.



Yuri faintly smiles to herself in relief. Monika raises an eyebrow, then smiles at me.

Cupcakes.

I was afraid of this question. Something tells me I shouldn't tell Monika that I was practically dragged here by Sayori.
Not entirely sure how 'I wanted to check out my friend's club' is an awkward statement but you do you, Mitayo.


President is kind of a lofty title when you only have four members, isn't it?

This seems like a weird question to me. Why start your own club? You're already super popular!



Yuri also nods in agreement.
Natsuki is presumably off seething in the corner during this.


As a English Lit major, rude.

As an English Lit major, accurate.




Oh, welcome back to the conversation, Natsuki.

Such different girls, all interested in the same goal...Monika must have worked really hard just to find these three. Maybe that's why they were all so delighted by the idea of a new member joining. Though I still don't really know if I can keep up with their level of enthusiasm about literature...
At risk of spoilers, this will absolutely not be a problem.


Considering how little I've read these past few years, I don't really have a good way of answering that.

You were about to join the anime club, Mitayo. Stop dancing around the subject - you like anime. It's fine.
I mutter quietly to myself, half-joking. Natsuki's head suddenly perks up - it looks like she wants to say something, but she keeps quiet.

RUDE

What am I saying? I spoke without thinking after seeing Yuri's sad smile.


Yuri traces the rim of her teacup with her finger.

She's got a copy of LOTR in her backpack right now. Calling it.
Yuri goes on, clearly passionate about her reading. She seemed so reserved and timid since the moment I walked in, but it's obvious by the way her eyes light up that she finds her comfort in the world of books, not people.

"Mitayo, have you heard of Creepypastas?"

I desperately grasp something I can relate to at the minimal level. At this rate, Yuri might as well be having a conversation with a rock.




Oh, you hate lots of things.


Natsuki's eyes dart over to me for a split second.





"It's a work in progress, Mom!!! It's called slash and it's ART!"


Sayori sidles up behind Natsuki and puts her hands on her shoulders.

If you hate your image that much, you might want to invest in some hair dye.


Just making conversation. Jeez.


Natsuki averts her eyes.
I was just kidding before but I think she actually is writing weird fanfiction.



Alright, tone it down a little, Zenyatta.



Yuri looks visibally uncomfortable with the idea.


Wait, where have YOU been the last ten minutes, Sayuri?
We all sit in silence for a moment.

All: ...?
Natuski and Yuri look quizzically at Monika.


This seems like a horrible idea but I'm just the new guy, who am I to judge?



Can always count on Sayori to be up for anything.


Monika smiles warmly at me once again.


Now that we're back to the original topic of me joining the club, I bluntly come forth with what's been on my mind the entire time.

One other club, Mitayo. One. And it's anime.
I lose my train of thought.





To be fair, Mitayo has a perfectly valid point and they're kind of giving him unnecessary flack here.

I'm defenseless against these girls. How am I supposed to make a clear-headed decision when it's like this? That is, if writing poems is the price I need to pay in order to spend every day with these beautiful girls...


Fortunately for the girls, Mitayo is very, very malleable.


Sayori wraps her arms around me, jumping up and down.



I get the vibe that you'd be super pissed regardless.





Monika looks over at me once more.


Can I really impress the class star Monika with my mediocre writing skills? I already feel the anxiety welling up inside me. Meanwhile, the girls continue to chit-chat as Yuri and Natsuki clean up their food.

Wait, it's over? Did we actually do anything at this meeting other than eat cupcakes?
That's right -- Sayori and I never walk home together anymore because she always stayed after school for clubs.


With that, the two of us depare the clubroom and make our way home. The whole way, my mind wanders back and forth between the four girls:




Will I really be happy spending every day after school in a literature club? Perhaps I'll have the chance to grow closer to one of these girls...Alright! I'll just need to make the most of my circumstances, and I'm sure good fortune will find me. And I guess that starts with writing a poem tonight...
BGM: Dreams Of Love and Literature **New!**


So this is where the main actual gameplay is (which is a lot more than you can say for most VNs, to be fair). Our assignment is to write a poem, and we given 20 lists of assorted words that we can use. We don't get to see the completed poem, but the elements we put in will definitely affect one of the girls based on their own preferences.
For example, on this page, Milk / Awesome / Lollipop belong to one category, Love / Peace / Promise belong to another and Melancholy / Raindrops / Climax belong to yet another. That being said, it's now time for audience participation. Knowing that your answer will increase our appeal with a certain lady, which of these series of words do you want to go with? A list of possible combinations are located below - the options are randomized, so I can't give you direct options. Some answers may or may not have similar results with multiple girls. Vote now - group A, B, or C?
quote:
GROUP A
Happiness, sadness, death, tragedy, alone, love, adventure, sweet, excitement, fireworks, romance, tears, depression, heart, marriage, passion, childhood, fun, color, hope, friends, family, party, vacation, lazy, daydream, pain, holiday, bed, feather, shame, fear, warm, flower, comfort, dance, sing, cry, laugh, dark, sunny, raincloud, calm, silly, flying, wonderful, unrequited, rose, together, promise, charm, beauty, cheer, smile, broken, precious, prayer, clumsy, forgive, nature, ocean, dazzle, special, music, lucky, misfortune, loud, peaceful, joy, sunset, fireflies, rainbow, hurt, play, sparkle, scars, empty, amazing, grief, embrace, extraordinary, awesome, defeat, hopeless, misery, treasure, bliss, memories
GROUP B
Cute, fluffy, pure, candy, shopping, puppy, kitty, clouds, lipstick, parfait, strawberry, pink, chocolate, heartbeat, kiss, melody, ribbon, jumpy, doki-doki, kawaii, skirt, cheeks, email, sticky, bouncy, shiny, nibble, fantasy, sugar, giggle, marshmallow, hop, skipping, peace, spinning, twirl, lollipop, poof, bubbles, whisper, summer, waterfall, swimsuit, vanilla, headphones, games, socks, hair, playground, nightgown, blanket, milk, pout, anger, papa, valentine, mouse, whistle, boop, bunny, anime, jump
GROUP C
Determination, suicide, imagination, secretive, vitality, existence, effulgent, crimson, whirlwind, afterimage, vertigo, disoriented, essence, ambient, starscape, disarray, contamination, intellectual, analysis, entropy, vivacious, uncanny, incongruent, wrath, heavensent, massacre, philosophy, fickle, tenacious, aura, unstable, inferno, incapable, destiny, infallible, agonizing, variance, uncontrollable, extreme, flee, dream, disaster, vivid, vibrant, question, fester, judgment, cage, explode, pleasure, lust, sensation, climax, electricity, disown, despise, infinite, eternity, time, universe, unending, raindrops, covet, unrestrained, landscape, portrait, journey, meager, anxiety, frightening, horror, melancholy, insight, atone, breathe, captive, desire, graveyard