So, it's come to this.

FINAL NIGHT

MAITRE D’EATH wakes up in his bedroom, and moves over to his PRINTER, where he prints out an ASCII SKULL. Clutching the artwork, he tears his bedsheet from his bed, donning it as a cloak, covering his mouth with a spare scrap of fabric.

Modifying his KNIFEBAT into a BATSCYTHE, he leaves, now taking on his rightful form as the GRIM REAPER. Gazing wistfully back at his bedroom door, he sticks the ASCII SKULL to it, and checks his DUAL DESERT EAGLES for ammo.

Meanwhile, RAPTOR wakes up in his room, and glances around. He’s a real fucking goddamn hoarder jesus christ, he’s got shit EVERYWHERE. He grabs his BAT, MEDICINE BALL, and puts on his TROPHY HELMET.

It’s finally time to end this. As he exits his room, he briefly sees the GHOST OF HADES, still wearing the dreadful SKINNER COSTUME, twerking infront of him. He is slightly steaming. This mildly arouses RAPTOR.

GRANNY BETSY and TURB are standing around by the POOL inside, waiting for something. BOO BOO THE FOOL slides down the SLIDE and lands with a splash in the pool, bursting out with two SHOVELS.

He freezes though, because he briefly sees the GHOST OF BUBSY, twerking in front of him. This confuses him greatly. He climbs out of the POOL, joining BETSY and TURB, as MONOKUMA walks in from the CASINO.

He asks them to please stay, because without a killing game, he’ll be unemployed. GRANNY BETSY gets down on one knee, and instead says:

"I had thought that my life was near its end, that I had lived through more experiences than anyone here could possibly imagine. But it is just now that I am realizing that my life is just beginning. And it's because of you, Monokuma. As friend after friend here has abandoned me, left me alone so that they could escape or die, you were always there for me. Whenever I was weak, whenever my aching grandma flesh threatened to give way, you were there, watching over me. You make me feel like the woman I was 50 years ago. Monoku-”

With a sharp CRACK to the back of her head, she falls over onto the ground. MAITRE D’EATH stands behind her, BATSCYTHE raised. TURB runs at him, sword raised, but he holds up BETSY’S KO’D BODY as a meat shield, and TURB hesitates, rethinking his betrayal.

MAITRE D’EATH dresses up BETSY in a PLAGUE DOCTOR OUTFIT, and grabs her by the leg, dragging her. He also grabs THE REAL MONOKUMA by the noggin, and does the same.

RAPTOR enters from the CASINO, in his ridiculous fucking VERT COSTUME, stuffed with the CHALMERS COSTUME, wielding his BATSPEAR and a TROPHY HELMET. Together, they all resolve to enter the ??? ELEVATOR, entering the BASEMENT.

Stepping out, the gang cautiously steps into that UNNAMED ROOM WITH THE GUNS, proceeding into the COMPUTER ROOM, then into the ROOM WITH THE DOORS, having scanned ARCHER’S HEAD on the RETINA SCANNER.

Standing between them and the EXIT DOOR is a twisted black creature, its red eyes burning through the shadows swirling around it. PROJECT TERROR stares, unblinking at the remaining players.

MAITRE D’EATH leans back against the wall, tossing TURB a gun and nodding. RAPTOR readies his bat, and TURB draws his sword.

With an unholy screech, PROJECT TERROR launches itself forward, long claws outstretched. RAPTOR, thinking quickly, whips out his PISS KNIFE, sending the thing recoiling in disgust. It turns to MAITRE D’EATH, who holds up BETSY as a shield, unloading his DESERT EAGLE into it.

With another screech, it slashes, cleaving GRANNY BETSY in two, her lifeless halves falling to the ground. MAITRE D’EATH panics, and dives behind RAPTOR, who uses this moment to smack PROJECT TERROR across the face with his BATSPEAR.

@Granny Betsy has been killed. Her role was ULTIMATE GRANDMOTHER

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You are the ULTIMATE GRANDMOTHER, recruited into Hope’s Peak Academy for your loving personality and your excellent baking skills.

As long as you’re baking, you are extremely resistant to attempts, as the wonderful smells of your cooking waft through the house and make people think twice about murdering a poor old grandma like yourself.

On the downside though, you move rather slowly, and are physically weak, because you know, you’re old. You do have a trick up your sleeve though, because you start with a CANE, which you can use to smack people with.

You also can compel anyone you come across to eat your baked goods, which may distract them from their activities.

FORBIDDEN ACTION:You may not poison or otherwise tamper with your baked goods

TURB stands there, in shock.

BETSY… is dead?

His face fills with rage, and he leaps, towards PROJECT TERROR. The monster swivels away from RAPTOR, and stares at TURB, a bright FLASH bursting from its eyes…

Turb stands up and looks around. He’s standing in a city street, and it’s a warm night. A light breeze is blowing.

That’s right, he’s waiting for the bus. He sits down on the bench, and the guy next to him lowers the newspaper he’s reading. He asks Turb for the time, and Turb glances down at his watch.

“It’s eight”, Turb replies. The man nods and goes back to reading. Turb pauses for a second, and thinks about why he’s even waiting for the bus. Where is he even planning on going?

Turb shrugs, and picks up a newspaper of his own. The cover story is something about a dog show. Typical in this town, nothing really hap-

With a scream of “CHECK THIS!” from RAPTOR, a MEDICINE BALL smacks across TURB’S face, snapping him out of the FLASHBACK LIGHT.

TURB shakes his head, and raises his sword just in time to deflect PROJECT TERROR’s attack. He furiously mashes the X button, sending the creature flying backwards. Once again, TURB leaps into the air, and brings his sword down onto the monster.

As his sword clashes against PROJECT TERROR’s claws, over and over as he slashes furiously, memories race through his head. ARCHER’S keycard death. The PLAGUE DOCTOR shenanigans, the time he hit himself with a BLEACH BOTTLE, STEAMED HAMS…

PROJECT TERROR, in a panic, attempts to kick TURB in the jaw, but this time… TURB is too fast, dodging it.

With a final cry of rage, he thrusts out his sword, and impales PROJECT TERROR . With a final, distorted wail, PROJECT TERROR fades away into nothingness…

Panting heavily, TURB rests on the ground. He… he did it… It’s… over?

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Without warning BOO BOO THE FOOL suddenly runs in then, farting loudly. He attempts to hit everyone with his SHOVELS, but RAPTOR smacks him across the head with his BAT, sending him crumpling onto the floor.

MAITRE D’EATH would have rolled his eyes, if he had any.

Grabbing one of BOO BOO’s SHOVELS, and helping TURB off the ground, RAPTOR heads towards the door, and inserts the SHOVEL. The door grinds open, and a brilliant light shines through.

Cautiously, the survivors step into the light, MAITRE D’EATH grabbing BOO BOO and pulling him in too.

They each wake up with a gasp, and take their NEO WORLD PROGRAM VR HELMET off, stepping out of the cushioned chairs they awoke in. Looking around, several other people are sitting in similar chairs, dead in various states of decomposition. Two chairs besides their own are empty. Wires run from the HELMETS into a large central computer.

The MYSTERY GANG turns away from all that, and steps towards the large exit door. Pushing it open, sunlight streams in. The first real sunlight any of them have seen in a long time.

BOO BOO begins to tear up. From a fool, to a wise man, to a bobcat, he survived it all, and now… He’s a fool forever more!

He runs away into the sunset, giggling like a fucking idiot. The rest of the crew looks at each other awkwardly, before just silently turning and walking off in their separate directions, with only one, final thought in their minds…

Why the fuck did they lynch Viridi, anyway?

MAITRE D'EATH, RAPTOR, BOO BOO THE FOOL, AND TURB HAVE SURVIVED THE FIFTH MINUS WORLD KILLING GAME

@Maitre D'eath was the Ultimate Editor

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You are the ULTIMATE EDITOR, allowed into Hope’s Peak Academy for your ability to somehow correct errors before they even happen.

Your editing skills are so good that even people’s WITNESS ACCOUNTS can be altered by you. Every night, in addition to your normal actions, you may submit a player’s name, and an action to Monokuma. That player’s WITNESS ACCOUNT will tell them that they performed that action, even though they did not really.

Due to the ROLE ENHANCEMENT INCENTIVE, you may now insert false statements into three players' accounts.

Additionally, your bedroom has a LAPTOP and a PRINTER. You can do whatever you wish with these objects.

FORBIDDEN ACTION:You cannot go even one night without printing something off and sticking it to your door.

@"Boo Boo The Fool" was the Ultimate wanderer

Hope's Peak Acceptance Letter: Show

You are the ultimate wanderer, accepted into Hope’s Peak Academy due to the immense wealth of travelling experiences and tales under your belt.

Being a true wanderer, you have no bed in your room to call your own. As a result, you may begin and end your night in any area of the map you like. You don’t exactly have a place to sleep, so hey, the world’s your bedroom.

Additionally, while asleep in a room, you may hear various things going on in said room in your sleep, which may be conveyed in your dreams.

FORBIDDEN ACTION: You may not sleep in any room containing a corpse.

@Raptor was the Ultimate Athlete

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You are the Ultimate Athlete, accepted into Hope's Peak Academy for your amazing athletic abilities

What you also have is an amazing throwing arm. You can throw any vaguely spherical object with great speed and accuracy, as well as catch the same kinds of objects flawlessly. You also have fairly decent agility and strength overall, making you not only good at running around, but also in combat.

In your closet is a CHAMPIONSHIP JERSEY, which you can wear if you want, you have a BASEBALL BAT lying on your floor, and on your nightstand is a TROPHY, albeit with the nameplate scratched out. It smells vaguely of piss and beer though.

Unfortunately, you find yourself getting a little too hyped over stuff, so you will stop and watch any kind of fight you come across, possibly overwriting or delaying other actions of yours.

FORBIDDEN ACTION: As someone normally surrounded with attractive women, you are very sexually frustrated, and as such, you must masturbate every night in an area that is not your bedroom.

@Turb was the ULTIMATE CYBORG NINJA

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You are of course, the ULTIMATE CYBORG NINJA, and the reason you were admitted to Hope’s Peak Academy should be evident enough.

With your HIGH-FREQUENCY KATANA, you luckily already start the game with a weapon, and a very effective one at that, and you’ll need it too, because your thirst for battle ensures that you are completely unable to turn down a fight, although you are incredibly precise, so this scenario will not force you into killing unless you desire it.

Luckily, every time you fight, you grow stronger, meaning you will be increasingly likely to win in straight-up combat and survive attempts the longer the game goes on.

Unfortunately, on the flipside, every time you engage in combat, a song from the Metal Gear Rising OST will blast loudly from seemingly nowhere, possible alerting people in other rooms. This does not trigger during a murder attempt though.

FORBIDDEN ACTION:You must describe all your non-attempt fights truthfully in your account.

Thanks, everyone who joined this one. It was a wild ride from start to finish.

In the next couple posts, I'll be posting a couple little facts and such about the game, things people missed, and all that. I want to congratulate the winners here, genuinely though. I didn't expect anyone to actually make it out or bother with the basement stuff, so the entire mystery crew on top of the normal murders really made this game a unique and great experience. I'll be distributing the badges over the next couple of days too.

Guess I'll see you all in KG 6, but until then, just try not to jack off in the bowling alley, okay?

wow turb that's a lot of effort to kill void-chan
should've just shot her

wow turb that's a lot of effort to kill void-chan
should've just shot her

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"IT'S OVER!"

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Well, Atua got 23 souls. He'll take it.

so here's my role action uses for those at home
N1: Obama picks up a knife in CATERING. not sure what i was thinking but hey obama faked afk
N2: Raptor picks up the YELLOW KNIFE from the casino. He dun got kidnapped.
N3: Raptor finds a DETECTIVE RAPTOR DVD CASE. shitposting
N4: You sees the ghost of Viridi. You died anyway, so
N5: Angie and Raptor both don't see the GUN WALL in the basement, they see a fake map with circled areas instead. Also Producer bumps into the Plague Doctor.
N6: Producer finds the plague doctor with two guns (that magically become deagles), London sees the plague doctor running to the backstage, and Betsy sees a twerking Plague Doctor.
N7: London and Battler would have seen me swimming outside as a cover, but one escaped and the other is a skeptic. Also Bubsy might have seen a twerking plague doctor.
N8: send off ghosts for all. Betsy would have seen the ghost of shoey twerkin'.

I'll get you all next time!

you're smaller than I thought.

Wise guys finish last! I'd hate to be someone like that.