#maskedidol

“I’ll let you figure that out for yourself.”

“Ahaha. You know.. you could find other uses for it.”

”..I knew it. Enjoy your cake.~”

Everyone was in the deepest drawls of Despair. The moment that the Super High-School Level Fashion Girl made herself known as the real Super High-School Level Despair was the time that everything spiraled into deep chaos. And it was so fucking divine that Junko thought she was about ready to lose it -- thought she'd join in on the fun and abandon her post, even if for a moment.

And though her world revolved in Despair, that didn't mean she was done. That little blue-haired idol, the one that always kept quiet and wasn't really worth too much in actuality.. the one that hid away, knew that she was going to be forgotten in a heartbeat after the mastermind's revelation. And that was enough to send her into a fit of laughter, her entire body shuddering as her footsteps echoed down the hall..

With a flick of her wrist, her hand extended and tugged on the doorhandle. She entered in Maizono's room without another thought, and towering over Sayaka's body, her lips curved into a manic grin before she immediately started. Her hands remained poised upon her hips and her eyes shot wide open, observing the all-too beautiful figure before her.

"WAKE UP! Now's not the time for sleeping! You're wasting your life away, you know that?! There's so much more you could be doing! Like, DESPAIRING! Just like everyone else! Or are you too busy plotting how to kill me in your sleep so you can escape sleep and sound? You know you're not getting out of here, right? Not any time soon! Why would you want to leave, anyway? All of your friends are dead.."