So, uh, remember that one chapter named 'No Simp September' where I "executed" Mrs_Ouma and I said in one comment I'd like to make more?

Well. Here we go, busters. NovaWritesThings, I, uh, truly apologize for the cringe.

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Mental Stability Trade

NovaWritesThings, the Ultimate Digital Artist's Execution

Execution: Executed

Crystal is sitting in the middle of an insane asylum room, tracing random patterns on the pillow floor with her finger. A knock rings out from the metal door, and Crystal frantically backs away into a corner. A Monokuma dressed as a psychiatrist unlocks and opens the door, tosses a box into the room before shutting and locking the door.

Crystal hesitantly scoots out from her corner and towards the box laying innocently in the middle of the room. It was small and loosely taped shut, so she ripped it open with ease. Crystal tilted her head at whatever she found in the box, and pulled it out. It was dull box cutter. Crystal ran a finger over the blade, and when she lifted her finger, a thin trail of red dripped onto the padded floor.

Crystal took her bloodied finger, pressed it to the padded ground, and began to draw. She softly smiled at the drawing that began to form, and gripped the box cutter in her other hand. When her finger couldn't create more red designs, she lifted it to the box cutter, closed her eyes, and cut a huge slit. She smiled wider and pressed her hand to the padded floor again.

The screen drips red, and a hand presses against the red screen. The hand slowly slides down from its original position, wiping away the red as it falls down. It hits the ground and the screen pans down to see Crystal's pale and blood-drained body. The padded room she was kept in was covered in doodles, some looked like people, some looked like murder scenes, and others looked like people's severed body parts. Crystal mumbles something that sounds like 'Mental illness really is a bitch, huh...?' before her body relaxes and her gaze goes glassy.

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Aye, Crystal...
Yeah, this thing sucks, lmao-