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Isaia just stared straight at Davis. [b]”I have no idea, but I think we’re going to find out.”[/b] 

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[b]”You sound like you might miss me Daimyon.”[/b] Noel wore a coy smile. [b]”I wonder how you’ll choose to remember me. You actually get to decide, unlike most of us.”[/b] Her smile soon faded. [b]”I’m not sure what’s going to happen, but you need to get into my room. There are some things there that everyone will find interesting.”[/b] She smiled again. [b]”Also, please develop the pictures. I took a lot of nice ones.”[/b]

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[color=magenta]”Guess what time it is? Can ya guess?”[/color] Monokuma folded his arms behind his back. [color=magenta]”It’s time for one last PUNISHMENT TIIIIIIME!”[/color] 

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Before Noel was a massive metropolis, skyscrapers as far as the eye could see. There were clouds floating around her head, but there wasn’t much she could do about that. Her wrists had been bound at her hips, and her legs had been tied together. She had been tied to a a giant piece of rebar to prevent her from bending forward or backwards. The lower half of her body had been placed inside a phone booth, While four monokumas stood outside of it. 

Once she had been lowered inside, they gave the booth a spin. As soon as it stopped, she had been decked out in super hero attire. She was wearing most of her Justiciar uniform, but a red cape with a giant gold monokuma had been stitched to her shoulders, and she was wearing goggles. It took a few seconds for her eyes to stop spinning, and the monokumas gave each other a thumbs up. 

One of the monokumas ran up behind the telephone booth and kicked it forward, causing it to rock and almost fall off of the skyscraper. Only it stopped at a forty-five degree angle and then, nothing. 

Until the explosion. 

Noel was launched out of the telephone booth. Faster than a speeding bullet! More powerful than a locomotive! Able to leap tall buildings at a single bound! She flew over the concrete jungle, but her momentum could only cary her for so long. She eventually dipped, and dissapeared behind some buildings. The monokuma bots kept an ear open for the sound of glass shattering, a womanly screem that wasn’t Noel, and a siren. 

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[color=Tomato]"And with that, the game is concluded."[/color] Davis turned around to leave. [color=Tomato]"Though a word of caution: Just because the game is over, that does not mean you don’t have to [i]escape.[/i]"[/color] Davis rose his hands up into the air. [color=Tomato]"The rules are all NULL now. You and the carnage sisters are free to do as you like."[/color] He looked over his shoulder at Alice. [color=Tomato]"Even Parker."[/color]

Isaia pounded his podium. [b]”I knew the jabberjaw was lying!”[/b] 

[color=Tomato]"Friends, it has been a pleasure. I’m sure you’ll all make your way to the top of the tower. It would be a shame if your adventure ended here."[/color] Davis sunk into a trap door in the floor, and vanished. 

Cyrus adjusted his glasses. [b]”Well, we’re not going to escape standing around here. We should look and see what Noel prepared for us.”[/b] He looked at his handbook. [b]”With the rules removed, nothing is preventing us from breaking into Noel’s room.”[/b] 

Jezebel wrapped her arms around Zachary. [color=#bd71e8]“Just a little further.”[/color]

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Elsewhere, a safe slid open an extra inch. Just an inch, a bit wider than a finger. But it had already slid four inches previously. Five inches didn’t sound like a lot. It wasn’t much to a lot of people. But to Alice, it was freedom.

At last, she was able to insert her claws into the pathway. She had eight different pairs of claws, but only these were strong enough to open the safe the rest of the way. But the fingers were blunted, and the only way she could get a hold was if she had those five inches. With a beastly cry, she forced the door open the rest of the way. A cacophony of metalic screams pierced the air as the door was forced against its locks. It glowed in spots, the metal turning into slag as it was pushed open. 

Her other sisters had been waiting for her. They could come back to life as many times as they wanted, but that was only because their chassis were so cheap. Their weaponry couldn’t penetrate her, and they were much too slow to even land a hit. A single swing of her chains were enough to dispatch them. Only Kira posed a challenge, but not a threat. She could kill an infinite with a snap of her fingers, but against her advanced sister? She was just a joke. 

A joke that Parker fully intended to finish before moving on to the rest of the facility. 

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Once everyone returned to the patients quarters, the first thing they did was approach Noel’s room. With a single kick, Dennis sent the door flying open. Splinters littered the floor, but no one entered the room. Not right away. 

[b]”You first.”[/b] Denis offered to Daimyon.

The room was much like one would expect of the infinite reporter. Newspaper clippings everywhere, with a camera hung up on the corner of the bed. 

The first item of interest was a crumpled letter. It had seen many hands. Noel must have gotten it from Krista’s room, and Krita got it from Marianne But the note in particular had been written by Shona Moffit. The first infinite in the infinite killing game. Even if every day was new for Daimyon, seeing her handwriting scrawled across the page was strangely nostalgic. 

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	To my companions,

	I doubt very much that I will be alive when you read this. Dr. Killgood wants to make a statement by killing one of us. If our captors are anything like Ultimate Dispair, then they will keep as many of us alive as possible. They want us to participate in a killing game, and they need players for that. By killing one of us, he plans to drive us into despair. If everything goes right, I will be that sacrifice. I will save the more important members of our group.

	The temptation will be to look at my death as a great loss. While such feelings are appreciated, they undermine what I am trying to do. If you could spare a moment, I'd like you to read about my origins.

	When the calamity was underway, I was not a very attractive girl. I was healthy, but muscles aren't desirable on a woman. People called me sausage, Arnold, butter face, and a great number of other unpleasant things. The despair gangs in Ireland picked up on my low self-esteem and were quick to accept me among their numbers. I did not fully understand what they were about, but joined them regardless. They gave me companionship and made me feel beautiful, something the locals never did. Sixteen is a confusing age for any child.

	But then came the initiation phase. They wanted me to show them what I could do, and took me to my neighbors. I remember the Kanes well, two elders who took every opportunity to mock my appearance. I had thought about killing them many times, but being asked to do so by my “friends” was different. It was impossible for me to do. I would love to tell you that I saved them and slew every gang member present, but I wasn't the infinite knight yet. I was only able to save myself. They wiped out the entire neighborhood while I fled. It wasn't until I encountered a resistance group that things started to get better. I thickened my skin, studied chivalry, and became a master of medieval warfare. 

	I'm telling you this in hopes that you will see me as Shona Moffet and not the infinite knight. I was a human with splendid morals, but I am just as fallible as the meekest of you. I need not be put on a pedestal too tall for you to reach. If you stick together, I'm sure you can be just as strong as I was, if not stronger. 

	Please don't be mad with Calvin. I insisted he make a sword for me to slay the carnage sisters with. I knew Monokuma would select him as a “damsel” if he was isolated from everyone else. If this also comes to pass, then my plan really did work exactly the way I wanted it to. And if you're reading this, then someone took my E-handbook and entered my room. This was also intentional, and just one more way I was able to outsmart our captors. If not, at least I die a true knight.
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Under the letter was a weapon chest. It contained all of the weapons that Calvin had made while he was alive. Among them was a K-bar with the initials “A.P.” engraved in the handle.

There was a bit more to go through, but Daimyon was interrupted by a sudden announcement.

[color=magenta]”Hey uh, I know the game is over and everything, but you know what? I don’t think Davis gives you guys enough credit for what you do. So you know what? I’m going to give you guys a bonus reward! I’m going to bring one of your friends back from the dead!”[/color] 

[color=magenta]”Hey uh, I know the game is over and everything, but you know what? I don’t think Davis gives you guys enough credit for what you do. So you know what? I’m going to give you guys a bonus reward! I’m going to bring one of your friends back from the dead! ”[/color] 

Cyrus looked at the monitor in Noel’s room. [b]”What’s that bear talking about?”[/b] Though all the old infinites were taken back when they saw Shona’s face pop up on the screen

[color=magenta]”This muscle bound amazon is Shona Moffett. Because she's the Infinite knight, she's a little stuck in the dark ages. You won't find her on twitter or anything because she's a total square.”[/color] 

The sound of an elevator opening up could be heard just outside.

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[color=Magenta]Infinite?[/color]
[sub][sub]Death Count:[/sub][/sub]
[color=Magenta]23-1?[/color]

The Penalty of Justice ~ FIN

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