I Hate This Freak

Thanks for the art!

Is there anything else you'd like me to draw in return?

Any OC?

You're welcome! There's no need for that, I'm already very happy that you liked it.

Drew these for @mistyghostzzz 's birthday, hope you had a good day and that you like these ^^

Introducing my Danganronpa OC because she has to get out of the writing closet

Name: Taemi Mori

Talent: Ultimate Ringmaster

In game Introduction: "...! Oh? You want to know my name? Why of course! My name is Taemi Mori, the Ultimate Ringmaster, the pleasure's all mine."

Personality wise: Taemi's a mostly calm, charming and polite girl, always welcoming conversations and accepting everything and everyone..even if she's also very blunt and has horrible skills at knowing what is acceptable and what isn't to say, except in fancy and delicate situations, leading to her saying the most bizarre and sudden things ever.

She may be a bit scary and weird at times but she means well most times and never stops wanting to make her fellow classmates, friends and audience have a big smile on their faces and beautiful laughs to hear with her shows and acts.

Appearance Wise: She's a fairly tall girl, around 5'6"/1.68 m, around the same height as Peko (American ver.), weighting about 72 Kg/ 158.7 pounds and having a fair amount of strength even if she doesn't focus on it. She also has eyes with a sharper look and soft hair even if she changes her appearance. She also bites her nails, my girl would paint them if they didn't look like a mess.

Other Repord Card Info (I'll make one when I actually do sprites):

Blood Type: A

Chest: 33 in

Date of Birth: October 24th

Likes: Adrenaline

Dislikes: Spicy Foods

I'm not really sure in what class or game I'd put her in if I had to, but I would probably choose class 77-B/ SDR2 cast and game, basically because it's my favorite main game and cause I feel like the interactions with the students would be the most fun. (Definitely not to make her suffer in the heat of Jabberwock island.)

I don't really ship her with anyone so don't gotta focus much on that, but I don't really mind if someone wants to, even if unlikely. I have like 25 other things I want to draw and do of her so I'll continue working in it. I'll probably still post fun facts about her, art and a gift guide.

I'm not really used to writing so I hope it was somewhat interesting, I'll also answer asks about her if asked, thanks for reading ^^.

Poker themed dividers made by @/kodaswrld

I already know I'll take a good while to finish my next actual drawing so have a small drawing I made in the meantime.

More random doodles plus one I made on digital cause I didn't like how the traditional one was.

I love making sprites and images for Taemi because I'll use the wiki for references and find stuff I never saw before.

This for example, he looks so stupid and I love it, what do you mean I've know the games for years and never seen this gem?

A small messy drawing I made of my Danganronpa OC that I'll probably use as a top thing in her info post cause it looks kinda nice.

Her design had small changes but nothing big.

Me at 2 AM, with 6 wips, 50+ drawing ideas, 3 homeworks, 3 unfinished drawing series, 2 projects and days to work on it all:

...

I should write fanfics about my OC-

Feel free to ask me random stuff, no real reason aside from the fact that I'm pretty sure I won't post any actual digital art for the next days. :)

Freakshow☆Finale

Taemi Mori's execution

TW's: Death, blood, decapitation, blades,

(I finally managed to write this! :D My first time actually writing so I hope everyone that was waiting for this is satisfied, have a good time reading!)

"IT'SSSS PUNISHMENT TIMEEE!!!!"

How many times had Taemi heard this? 2? 3? 4? She didn't remember but it didn't really matter, she wouldn't have to hear it any longer so counting was no concern now, how lucky!..Well, maybe lucky was not the best word, but after killing [REDACTED] she was getting a lot more than she believed she deserved.

That was one of the various thoughts on her head as she felt the metal collar lock around her neck, stealing the air from her lungs as it dragged her away from the court room and classmates to whatever was waiting for her.

Long hallways were all that was visible for a while, followed by complete darkness and eventual light, and before she knew it Taemi found herself in a..stage? It was like her own stage but..different. Most was similar, red, yellow and white curtains, bright lights pointing to the stage she fell into, big decorations and details everywhere. She stood up, a bit wobbly from being dropped so carelessly, only to be met with countless gazes...well, sort of.

Countless figures with scribbled faces, of all ages and genders, both in the audience and in the stage as other performers, were looking at them, the closer ones even having puppet joints.

Taemi felt a bit uneasy at the 'realism' but still kept on her smile, not like she was happy, of course not, but if she was going to die in front of everyone she didn't want her last performance to be some kind of pity party, she wanted to honor her talent, to spare one big show and make it remarkable..to make it worth what she had done.

As the execution music started playing, a more circus themed version of it, she noticed a big vertical counter on the curtain, from 0 to 100, the 0 with sad face and the 100 with a laughing one instead, it was quite obvious what she was supposed to do, make the audience laugh, she could do that..

So she did!

She didn't know how but she didn't care, she just did it all, speaking and presenting each and every act with more and more effort, speaking louder and non-stop gesturing as the figures on stage moved and performed. Smiles, shouts, jokes, dancing, anything that made the people entertained she did, and it worked perfectly - The scribbled on their faces turned into happy smiles, the cheerful sounds coming from the crowd making her feel the adrenaline on her body, the counter going up nonstop.

..20..45..65..80..and eventually 100!

Taemi was glad that it reached the top, she actually did it! She made the incredible final show she desired!!..

..Yet..strangely nothing happened, the cheerings continued and so did the performers, not stopping once, which confused her but she went along with it, so much agitation she almost forgot it was only leading to her inevitable death..

As she kept the show going, suddenly a monokuma dressed as a clown came up with a giant circus hammer and banged the counter on the curtain, making it spin a lot until it went still again, but this time turned upside down, the top saying the same 0 as before and the bottom with a -100 and a angry face, and when Taemi saw it? She was shocked, and a bit scared but she tried to keep it up, please tell her that it was not going on what she thought of..

Taemi continued the show, keeping on her theatrical smile and composure, trying to ignore the sweat in her hands and the fast beating of her heart, performing just as greatly as before..but the results weren't as great.

In one moment everything was 'perfect', the counter was on 0, people cheering and laughing, perfect music playing, various performers on stage with the focus on them. In the other moment everything had gone south, no matter what Taemi did the counter went down and reached -100, smiles had turned into frowns and cries, booing instead of cheering, the music getting more and more distorted and performers disappearing or breaking apart, one by one..until eventually Taemi was the only one on stage.

She wanted to keep going even with no more people for acts, the lights focusing on her in the stage's center. Taemi tried to think of something, she really did, but while she was silently panicking and doing her best to figure it out the people got more agitated, their voices getting louder and louder in the crowd.

"Why is this show so mediocre?"

"How boring!"

"I thought this would be better.."

"This is a waste of time."

Usually Taemi would have a polite thing to say back, a laugh to put on, a shrug to leave it be, but right now? The constant reminder of death and fear of every next second was eating her up, especially when the people didn't stop and their words got harsher..

"Is that girl even trying?"

"Does she think she's good or something?"

"Ha! What a stupid joke!"

"Just leave the stage already!"

"Such a disappointment.."

Those were only examples of the thousands of insults and comments she could hear, her chest tightening and her smile wavering. She wanted to continue the show and improve it but before she could even begin to try she felt a sudden pressure in her chest and saw a red stain in her suit..what the..

It confused Taemi for a few seconds but when she saw another one in her leg she understood what it was, tomatoes.

Tomatoes were being thrown at her along with shouts and booing, and of course it was not only that that was being thrown - Eggs, shoes, trash, cans, rocks, knifes, etc.. it all hurt, the sharper things leaving bruises and cuts all over her body, leaving cuts and stains in her clothes.

As it went on and on it only got worse, Taemi's breath getting shaky, her smile no longer on her face, the pain getting stronger, her unblinking eyes getting watery and her body almost shaking as she panicked, no longer being able to hear coherent phrases between the distorted music tunes as she became overwhelmed.

"Freak"

"Disgrace"

"Selfish"

"Murderer"

"Weak"

"Heartless"

"Lost soul"

"Ordinary"

It was all swirling in Taemi's head as she tried to shut the noise off, trying to ignore the words and pain she felt all at once, both in her skin and in her heart..yet, despite all of that, a different sound rang out in her ears between all the noise, a sound coming from above, almost as if something opening..

"Huh..?"

She barely choked out between breaths as she turned her head to look up at the ceiling above the stage, her vision blurred for a second by her watery gaze, and in the red curtain she saw a bunch of confetti coming out from a hole, followed by the sight of a huge blade just above.

Taemi's eyes widened as she saw the shiny mouton over her, giant, sharp and unmoving, the music reaching its peak, the instruments pausing and the lights fully focusing on her, everything else going dark..and, as a finale, the weapon suddenly dropping on top of her.

She barely had time to react as the last thing her crying eyes saw were confetti, angry faces and the blade that cut her throat open in one go, splashing her pink blood everywhere on stage, the music ending cheerfully and confetti flying everywhere, her pityful body being dropped on the wooden floor and ending her perfomance and execution..and her life as well..

[Taemi.exe saved to NWP_blackened_list]