Devina Langley has been found guilty!
Time for her execution!
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A chain flies out of nowhere and clamps a collar around the young designer's neck, tears form in her eyes and a scream is caught in her throat as she gets dragged off to her execution. As the tugging comes to a stop, Devina is dropped into an arena consisting of a giant sewing machine and different fabrics hanging up in a row. The girl is escorted over to one of the fabrics by a Monokuma, who pins her arms onto it in an almost crucifying manner which caused the poor girl to cry out in pain. The Monokuma then waddles off towards the sewing machine while another gets the assembly line up and running.
One by one, the many different fabrics are being stitched up, Devina inching closer and closer with each completion. The frightened designer looked around the arena, taking in her surroundings more as she gets even closer to the sewing machine. Nothing but fabric and machinery could be seen, as well as- wait a second, is that her twin brother? What's he doing here? He should be safe and sound at home, right?
"Taylor?? Taylor!! Baby brother, help me!!" The older twin called out, trying to get the other's attention, however Taylor did not move a muscle.
Devina thrashed around, trying to free herself from the fabric she's pinned to. She wanted to run to the younger twin and hold him in her arms, ask why and how he came here. Unfortunately, the process sped up with each struggle. Finally, the designer made it to the sewing machine, her body directly underneath the pointy needle and beads of sweat forming on her forehead. Almost immediately, the needle began to lower itself towards the trapped girl who is still trying to free herself.
Taylor approached the sewing machine and stood beside his sister, looking at her with a blank emotionless face. Devina begged him, pleaded for him to free her and help her live, but the younger twin refused. Instead, he held a device in one hand and reached behind his head with the other, removing what appears to be a mask and revealing the head of yet another Monokuma. A worried shriek escaped Devina before the needle finally plunged itself into her torso, beginning to stitch her and the fabric together. What was once a shriek became a blood-curdling scream, the sewing machine continuing its work until both fabric and designer were ready to move on to the next phase. The Monokuma disguised as Taylor laughed hysterically as the now deceased designer's blood decorated the beautiful fabric attached to her, the body hardly recognisable from the stitches.
Devina Langley did not survive her execution.
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Danganronpa OC Executions
FanfictionThis is gonna be a book filled with executions based off of the Danganronpa series. However, the only executions featured within will be for my own OCs. ~
