The Perfect Dress: Ultimate Fashionista Execution: Executed!
The Ultimate Fashionista (S/N) was tied to the wall by Monokuma. Monokuma opened up its kit and got sewing tools out. An oddly sharp pair of scissors, a needle, and clear thread. Monokuma walked over to S/N, and started cutting. First, their clothes, then their hair...then their skin. Muscle, nerves, blood, organs, bone. Monokuma was making a dress. It had to be perfect. Monokuma made a dress. "Its...mm..Too long. I don't wanna hear the monokubs complain today." He made another. "Too short! Pervy! Puhuhu!" And another. "Sleeves are too frilly!" And another. " The skirt isn't frilly enough!" AND ANOTHER... "Hmmm...Something is missing." Monokuma looked at the dress. Then at the tortured S/N. Then back at the dress.
"An accessory!" Monokuma sped over to S/N and grabbed the scissors. He...
You need to put heart into your work, y'know? So he did. There was the perfect dress, and S/N's corpse, heartless. Monokuma carried the dress out, and the tv turned off.
Execution Complete!
