Danganronpa: String Theory (DrV3)

EXECUTION #1

Laptop Monokuma is flicking through options at a rapid-fire pace, barely giving anymore time to each individual character as the hands force the Ultimate Cosplayer into cosplays faster than reasonably possible.

The measuring tape yanks her in each and every direction, forcing her arms in all sorts of uncomfortable positions and directions with total disregard for her comfort, let alone safety.

The crowd of Monokumas go crazy as they continue to flash their cameras to get every possible picture of Tsumugi's cosplay, all of them taking wacky positions and climbing over each other in the audience to get the perfect picture.

Laptop Monokuma stops once he finishes dressing Tsumugi's avatar up in a cosplay of a pretty pink haired magical girl with a fluffy mushroom-like dress, catching his breath and wiping the sweat from his brow as Tsumugi trembles on stage.

She hardly looks like the avatar on the laptop at the moment, her cosplay having decreased in quality as Laptop Monokuma had been firing through the cosplays...all the material was pretty expensive looking, so it wasn't that they were using cheap materials. Monokuma just needs a little break, considering how bad this last one looks.

Part of her blue hair is still visible under the pink pig-tailed wig, although half of her real hair has been caught in the pigtail to the left side in a tangled mess with her wig. Her clothes are even askew, one of her socks barely pulled up properly. One could even hardly call what was on her face proper makeup, as the efforts resembled more of that of a clownish mess.

The Monokumas in the crowd aren't cheering anymore- they're very clearly upset. Some show ratings on raised signs as zero out of ten, negative ten out of ten, some even demanding a better performance and such.

Laptop Monokuma looks around in shock, a paw over his mouth before he reaches under his seat to pull something out from under his butt.

It's a red and white hat with a green mark on the front that looks like an oddly shaped L forming a mountain design. He pulls it over his head and turns it around so the bill of the cap is completely backwards.

He stretches both arms out and weaves his fingers together to extend his wires.

He cracks his knuckles and...drags his mouse over to the "upgrade to premium" button at the top right corner of the screen.

"Unlock for one month of Premium to impress your friends with more realistic designs and costumes! Only five ninety-nine! Wow!" The pop-up bubble reads.

Laptop Monokuma clicks through the agreements and transaction at lightning speed, prompting the interface to turn to an eye watering electric pink. At the top right of the screen, it now reads "Pro Ver. 2024".

Once more, the bear wearing the hat from that anti-aging loser kid that took twenty-two years to finally win a regional league challenge begins to hit a few keys and runs his paw across the trackpad to make selections.

Instead of only two hands extending out from the darkness, four more appear with the original two. They begin to grab Tsumugi every which way, startling the girl as the wig is yanked from her head with no care for the part of her hair that had been styled with it. Although clearly painful, her hair manages to escape the abuse as the wig is pulled into the darkness behind her.

The measuring tape snaps from several places around her joins as the rubber gloved hands wrench her free and begin their earlier work, this time with much more invasive and vigorous movements.

Tsumugi's first scream pierces the air as one of her legs is twisted around during a pose, followed closely by her arm cracking and snapping in an effort to form her in an elegant position to cosplay an orange and white haired girl in a ballet dress.