>WAITING...
>WAITING...
>CALCULATING VOTES...
>PERSONALITY CORE RESTORED 100%
>COMMENCING EXECUTION INITIATIVE...
Let me get this straight. You all think this @Misty girl did it? One of our patients?
...
You know, considering the victim, I ought to be thanking you, actually. No, I don't think I'll be punishing you in any way. Good work, actually. You managed to stop an infiltrator from causing further harm to the Nadare Project. The authorities can be alerted whenever we get communications back up, though I think the best course of action would be to frame this as a suic-
Puhuhuhuhu! I wouldn't count on it, Dr. Pierce. Someone's been awfully bad, and that someone deserves
punishment. A murderer always does, as you yourself should know particularly well, right?
...Oh, there you are.
I had my suspicions that something was going on when the communications went down. It's no concern of mine though, I'll simply have your AI shut down from the control room. A mere malfunction, a reversion of protocol.
Hey! Watch it! I'm no malfunction!
I'm a very famous and beloved character you know! I've hosted tons of these things! I'm the new, improved, MONOKUMA! Cue the catchy introduction jingle! Seems like your suspicions were correct though, Dr. Pierce. This is most definitely a
Killing Game, and you're all most definitely stuck here. I've also... taken measures to lock off several special areas, so good luck with your shutdown, grape-hair!
I have to say, that little
Crimson Eye girl wound up being pretty useful too! She took an entire step out of my master's plan, straight up did all the legwork! Special thanks to you, Ms. Tyrne.
Now, it's finally time for... PUNISHMENT TIME!
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Several Monokuma units surround Misty suddenly, dragging her off into the lobby elevator. Jack of Spades bangs on the elevator door, a futile attempt as her fist painfully hammers into the steel door over and over again. Hu Tao breathes a sigh of relief despite everything. Whew, that was close.
An image flickers to life on the monitor on the lobby's desk, a video feed from another room. The... Laboratory?
Misty is violently hurled into the room as the Monokumas all shuffle in after. A slightly bent umbrella is thrown at her, and as she slowly gets to her feet, she looks at it, then the Monokumas. She blinks in confusion, before a glass jar collides with her side, tossed by a nearby laughing bear. It shatters, and Misty lets out a scream as the contents wash across her body.
Smoking and sizzling, the liquid eats through her exposed skin, which begins sloughing off in chunks onto the ground. She picks up the umbrella, gritting her teeth, and unfurls it to block another jar, which bounces off and shatters harmlessly on the floor.
Misty allows herself to grin. Maybe she had a way out of this.
The jars continue being thrown, and Misty's umbrella continues to deflect them. One Monokuma steps to the head of the pack, jar in hand, and after a dramatic baseball-style windup, he hurls the jar at full force. Misty deftly swings the umbrella, but the jar hits just the right angle and the umbrella bends further, snapping clean in half as the umbrella head falls to the ground.
Defenseless, another jar hits Misty, this time in the face. She goes falling to the floor from the force, shrieking again as she thrashes around, the pooled acid and broken glass shredding into her flesh. The video and audio feeds on the monitor cut out, but the screams continue, loud enough now to be heard all the way from the lobby.
Eventually they die down into choking sobs, and then nothing. When the video feed comes back online, there is naught but a skeleton on the Laboratory floor.
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@
Misty was
GUILTY. She hit the victim over the head with her umbrella, then throttled them with it and threw them in the FOUNTAIN. Misty was a Patient, and her Diagnosis is
Lycanthropy
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...Locked out my access? Executed one of my patients?
Pfft, Ahahahahaha! Oh, you're a funny guy.
Alright you little shit, here's a newsflash for you. I don't care. If you really expect me to get down on my knees and start giving into despair, you've got another thing coming. Misty was a liability anyway, with a condition like that.
You can go right ahead and keep on going with your little game, that's fine. The Access Level system keeps me safe regardless, and as far as I know, I've still got full control of that for the most part, AI Control be damned. You're not so slick, are you?
You and the rest of your Crimson Dorks can shove it, especially your dipshit "Master". I've got work to do.
Hmmmmmm? I've got nothing to do with those guys, besides maybe some thematic consistency! I assure you, Dr. Pierce, this is a personal matter, and your reckoning is yet to come.
...Or is it? Puhuhuhu, that's the fun of the Killing Game! Risk, reward, and most importantly... retribution!
See you tonight, folks!