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A rubber glove grabs her chin roughly, raising her head in an uncomfortable position while another hand brings a small scalpel to her twisted expression of agony, rage, and fear.
Most of the Monokumas are eagerly taking pictures again, even as her screams start to sound less and less like those a normal human would make. Signs from the Monokuma crowd go up again reading ten out of ten. Nine thousand out of ten.
The sound of shutters and the blinding flashes drown out her screeches and fill the stage with light, but the Monokumas ignore her anguished screams as one green-irised ball hits the bloodied ground beneath her feet with a splatter.
All the other hands continue around her, sewing every new cosplay right on her with total disregard for the amount of times the clothing is sewn into her skin and promptly ripped off violently.
Tsumugi's face is a total mess.
A botched effort of gluing her brows up has been done in a messy fashion on one side. There are cuts, rubber burns from the mechanical gloves dressing and moving her around, and she's missing an eye. Somehow, her mouth has been torn to her ear on the left side of her face, blood seeping from her features.
The noises coming from the woman still pierce the air as the gloves continue to pose her in every outfit they can get her into- regardless of just how broken her body is and how twisted up she is.
The rubber gloved hands all reach for her one last time, obscuring her appearance.
Her last cosplay is a teal seafoam haired girl with messy pigtails once again grabbing some of Tsumugi's real hair on one side, but...Tsumugi isn't moving anymore. One of the hands even poke her, although the girl with only one rolled back eye is unresponsive.
The cameras and shutter clicks have since stopped, almost as if out of respect as the chain still attached to the clamp around the blue-haired girl's neck raises her up from the gloved hands that had tortured her.
The spotlights follow her until the chain stops hauling her up, suspending the unmoving young woman beside two shadows hanging in the darkness- which are quickly revealed to be the corpses of both Ryoma and a badly decaying Kaede Akamatsu.
The gloved hands reach up to reveal a red spindle of thread and, with surprising delicacy considering how those same hands had treated Tsumugi, begin to carefully stitch the bodies together until they look like a pattern cut out of paper. Hand are stitched to hands and feet are stitched to feet, up until they're gently hung over the stage and promptly left there.
Above them, the hands attach a sign.
"Tag your photos #CosplayCon2024! Happy Posting~!"
Just like that the Monokumas go wild once more, snapping photos manically like their lives depend on it as the pleated curtains of the execution close, eventually leaving the stage to go dark as the execution comes to a close.
Tsumugi Shirogane, the Ultimate Cosplayer, is now dead.
End of Arc 3: Poisonous Truths Arc
...next...
Arc 4: Lovely Desolation Arc
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Red was sus & probably got ejected somewhere around here.