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The survivors of MOS!

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Goodbye, Mastermind. Goodbye, Artist. Goodbye, Museum. 

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Ch 7 Execution

The Fall of Eve

Ultimate Female Model Takano Shion’s Execution: Executed

Shion is standing at the start of a long catwalk in a typical premiere-esque setting; faceless mannequins are packed into the stands in place of adoring fans and paparazzi, bright flashes of white light illuminating her face and the floor that extends before her. Instead of the normal tastefully designed stage board where models slipped in and out of the public eye, a giant megatron splays out in bright neon. The text on the screen reads [PUBLIC RATING: 100%]. It’s basically business as usual for Shion. Just another day on the catwalk. Thus, the model begins to take graceful strides forwards, face perfectly even and doll-like— almost as still as the mannequins that frantically snapped their cameras.

Just as Shion moved off of the main stage, however, the floor of the catwalk itself split open to reveal a grated surface below. A nightmare to walk on top of in high heels, but that didn’t stop her- she was a trained professional, after all. Once she was several feet away, a board rose up from below the stage behind her and began to slowly follow Shion’s footsteps. It was decorated with long blades akin to those which adorned an iron maiden- motivation to continue walking down the seemingly endless path. But it was fine, she kept walking; a tried and true model indeed, Shion didn’t let these distractions hinder her. At random intervals, razor sharp spikes prodded out from the openings in the ground, one finally piercing through her foot clean and ripping an anguished shriek from the girl. Blood gushed from the wound and dripped down into the abyss beneath her, but she somehow tore away her foot from the spot and continued to walk. The blades pursuing her back wouldn’t relent, after all.

As a consequence, her public rating suffered; the most minute contortion on Shion’s face dropped the megatron’s numbers to 92%, and the imperfect limp in her once-perfect form only continued to coax the number downwards. 90%, 87%, 86%...

When the second spike hit Shion’s other foot, the model collapsed onto the ground in pain, screaming as two holes were torn into the palms that cushioned her fall. The mastermind’s dress was quickly becoming stained with bright pink, and her score began to plunge even more. An international model falling at a famous exhibition, what a scandal… the flashes around her only grew until it was registered as nothing but a bright white sea. 72%, 56%, 22%...

Behind her, the iron maiden wall had completely caught up; it towered over Shion’s collapsed figure for one, two moments, before teetering and falling at a startling speed. The point of the knives dove towards her back, set on impaling her. 

[PUBLIC RATING: 0%]

Right at that moment, the floor completely opened up, and instead of meeting the business of several sharpened spears as the model expected, she was dropped into a cylindrical tank full to the rim with some glowing blue fluid, the top of which was sealed as soon as she was completely submerged. Right in front of the cylinder was a golden plaque embossed with a single word: EVE. Gasping and struggling did Shion no favors and instead filled her lungs with liquid, and she pressed her fingers desperately against the glass prison while wild golden eyes searched the figures of the students just mere feet away from her. The blood from her previous injuries poured out in beautiful pink swirls around her dress and feet, thin silken waves decorating her aquatic prison. From the bottom of the tank upwards, they began to freeze into place.

The liquid was crystallizing.

Beyond the glass, none of her cries were able to go through. First her feet, then her calves, thighs… all the way up, the blood within her flesh slowly turned to solid, encased eternally in a twisted form of what the museum defined as art. Eventually the model accepted her fate, closing her eyes as her entire body turned to stone agonizingly slowly. The pillar of pure crystal stood in front of the remaining students, still as death.

Shion is Eve, and Eve is art. Untouchable by human hands, forever.

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Ch 6 goatfile!

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Ch 6 body drop!

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The mastermind will be revealed shortly...

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Ch 5 deaths

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Ch 6 execution

Till Death Do You Part? Ogata Shishio’s and Ultimate Crime Scene Cleaner Yuuma Daiki’s Combined Execution. 

They run to each other.  

Charing past the podiums and all the students they've betrayed through their actions- Shishio and Daiki sprint with their arms desperately reaching towards one another.  Despite all hope being lost and their execution beginning to commence, the two boys fruitlessly attempt to run into each other's arms for protection.  Each other is all they have now.  The denial of what is coming for them and how it hangs over their heads like the claw lowering from the ceiling sends Shishio and Daiki running faster than either of them believed was in the realm of possibility for their own shaky legs.  Their fingertips meet briefly, but the claw descending from the ceiling to collect Daiki is too fast for them.  A cry of alarm falls from Shishio’s lips as he immediately tries to grasp it and pull Daiki back to him, but it’s no use.  The machine’s claw wraps around Daiki’s waist and violently pulls him upwards, making him hiss in pain.  Shishio manages to leap forward and grab onto Daiki’s shirt before he rises too far above him.  Unfortunately, a trap door opens up beneath Shishio’s feet the second his feet land on solid ground.  His grip on Daiki’s jacket is not tight enough to save Shishio from the fall.  He screams Daiki’s name before descending into the darkness below.  Daiki watches in horror as Shishio disappears right in front of his eyes.  Unable to tear himself out of the claw’s grip, Daiki pathetically struggles during his entire voyage to his disposal...

The claw lifts Daiki from one room and into another, then tosses him onto a raised platform like a sack of potatoes.  He lands hard on his face, making it difficult to rise back up to his hands and knees.  His body trembles slightly as he raises his head up to observe his surroundings.  Bleary eyes meet a gigantic monitor that stretches across the length of an entire wall in front of him.  In bright red numbers, 5 minutes bigger than his own body is illuminated on said monitor.  As if he were in a stadium arena, seemingly endless rows of seating half-encircle the platform area and meet at the monitor, as if it were the stage and Daiki himself being the main event.  Peering downwards, Daiki finally registers what is to come.  On the bottom of countless platforms and obstacles in Daiki’s way, he can see Shishio.  He is trapped inside of a gigantic cage.  Mannequins in outfits he can’t quite discern from this height are slipping between the bars as Shishio brandishes all of the weapons he has collected from his room’s armoury, preparing himself for a battle of a lifetime.

“If Yuuma Daiki does not cover this obstacle course in five minutes and touch that red button over there in five minutes - All of the bombs in here are gonna go off!”  Kiiro cheers into a megaphone from the safety of the trial room, happily announcing this as if it were a gameshow and not a matter of life and death.

Bombs.  Explosives.  They line every single platform edge and encompass all of the bars on Shishio’s cell.  The mannequins in the audience start to announce a countdown from five, signaling to Daiki that the 5 minute timer would start in 5 seconds.  He would use this to his advantage.  A 5 second head start…  Without a second thought, Daiki began to run across the platform.  Reaching the end of it, he descended the stairs to the next.  There were five levels he would have to finish before reaching the bottom.  Turning spikes, knives being shot from walls in all directions, and drills cut and gnash into Daiki’s flesh as he clambors over obstacle after obstacle.  In order to get past a massive hole on one platform, Daiki has to take a running start and swing from a rope to get across as a barrage of knives stab into him.  Roars of excitement and enthusiasm from the crowd of mannequins resound throughout the stadium as a drill collides with Daiki’s right arm, sending his flesh spewing across the platform floor as he screams out in agony.  Even as he leaves a trail of blood and gore behind, Daiki continues to sprint and descend every stair or ladder that gets in his way.

“SHISHIO!  SHISHIO, I’M COMING!”

Begonia petals fall down from the ceiling like confetti.  Several boxes of bullets have been left to Shishio upon being transported to the arena.  The mannequins that surround his cage, ready to attack him, are dressed as the other students.  They carry knives and swords and charge towards him upon entering, forcing Shishio to begin firing his rifle at their wooden bodies.  He keeps his finger on the trigger, despite being trained to keep it on the outside guard.  Shishio squares up his shoulders when encountering each target, assuming a practiced athletic stance.  There are too many mannequins after Shishio for him to conduct himself safely.  Shot after shot, Shishio makes their bodies into splintered corpses, reminiscent of the chewed up bits and pieces of mannequin beside the mystery hole.

By the time Daiki reaches the bottom of the platforms, the timer has ticked down to mere seconds.  All of the mannequins have closed in on Shishio, beginning to overtake him with their swords, cleavers, and knives.  Coughing up blood and choking on saliva from running too hard, Daiki smashes a bloodied sweaty fist down on the button.  The timer immediately stops and the cage around Shishio lowers.  Kicking and punching several mannequins from behind to reach Shishio, Daiki calls out to him over the roar of Shishio’s rifle and the crowd surrounding them.  

What Daiki does not prepare for is a mannequin storming onto the scene, barreling towards him with ticking bombs and explosives in hand.  Shishio screams at Daiki to get out of the way but his words are drowned out by everything else going on.  In an effort to protect him, Shishio pushes Daiki out of range and throws himself in the mannequin’s path.  He fires his rifle at them, sending a horrific explosion throughout the entire stadium.  The surrounding scene is engulfed in flames in seconds, sending Shishio’s body flying backwards.  Even though Kiiro claimed that no explosives would go off after Daiki pressed the button, explosions that begin to break down the platforms inside the stadium and an engulfing fire rising up around the scene causes smoke and ash to fly everywhere.

In the midst of it all, Daiki is desperately crawling towards Shishio to shield him from further damage.  The sight of him makes tears spill from Daiki’s eyes.  He can’t feel his heartbeat...

  “Sh-Shishio…?  N-No no…  Please, God no…  No.  No no no!  Shishio, w-we have to get out of here!  Wake up, Shishio!  P-Please wake up...!  SHISHIO!”

Bringing him close to his chest with both arms, Daiki tries to navigate them through the fire surrounding them.  But the searing heat and the smoke blinds him.  Exits are nowhere in sight and his body is so exhausted.  He’s bleeding all over his body and he can barely breathe as it is.  He tries to rise several times with Shishio held close, but his legs give way as the flames scorch him.  Smoke is filling up his lungs and suffocating him slowly, painfully...  Signed and burned begonia petals fly amongst the ashes as Daiki and Shishio disappear in the monstrous flames.

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CH 5 Goatfile

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RIP Suzu, Antonie, and Hayato

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CH 4 GOATFILES

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CH 4 BODY DROP

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CH 4 BODY DROP

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CH 4 BODY DROP

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Co-mascots Kiiro and Kiino! Who do you trust?

Art by @lo-fi-times

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Remaining students

Achikita Kaze | SHSL Interrogator

Dementria Blanche | SHSL Ice Skater

Iseri Shigenori | SHSL ???

Kono Ayane | SHSL Fashion Designer

Koyanagi Suzu | SHSL Clinical Therapist

Lambert Eva | SHSL Scream Queen

Natsuki Ringa | SHSL Bartender

Ogata Shishio | SHSL Prison Warden

Saito Hayato | SHSL Detective

Satsukawa Junji | SHSL Auctioneer

Sato Yukio | SHSL Whistleblower

Sinclair Antonie | SHSL Butler

Takenaka Haruka | SHSL Mortician

Takano Shion  | SHSL Female Model

Tambara Ume | SHSL Florist

Utsunomiya Hisoka | SHSL Psychologist

Yuuma Daiki | SHSL Crime Scene Cleaner

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Asaba Naoe | SHSL Theme Park Actor

* Strikeout means they are dead.

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RIP Achikita Kaze and Tambara Ume.