CleverlyClearly Wrote:"Murder is like potato chips: you can't stop with just one." - Stephen King
Welcome to Monokumaland, the Unhappiest Place on Earth! Sixteen students from various worlds have been trapped inside an amusement park at the whims of its sinister (yet strangely cuddly) mascot, and the only way out is to get away with murder!
That was the scene in California's Mojave Desert summary on AO3 five years ago, the historic beginning of Danganronpa: Teenage Wasteland. According to the full-page index, it's been a little over two years since the last update CHAPTER 4: We Hate It When Our Friends Become Successful -- Everyday Life (Part 2).
Today, CleverlyClearly Wrote:I am sorry to say that Danganronpa: Teenage Wasteland is officially canceled. While I can't say what is going to happen in the future, or if I will ever return to it, I no longer have any motivation to continue working on the series. I'm just not in the same place that I was five years ago.
However, I am truly grateful for the amount of enthusiasm that this series has gotten. I feel bad for abandoning it and leaving it hanging towards the end. I think that, even if the series is not going to get a thoroughly fleshed-out final third, at the very least I can write out what would have happened. So, the following final chapter will be a collection of my rough draft notes for the final two chapters and the epilogue of the story. I know it isn't much, but I hope this can provide some closure regardless.
It's hard to say how much those notes constitute a spoiler, given the extent to which they rely on knowledge of the previous chapters, so I recommend taking the King of Hearts' advice: begin at the beginning, and go on 'til you come to the end, then stop.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/147172...s/34014597
Assuming you read it at all, that is: like any fangan, it has warnings for graphic depictions of violence and major character death. (I've sometimes thought of launching a thread just for fics that a forum member wants to recommend but recognizes might not be to literally anyone else's taste: a Dead Dove Locker, so to speak.)