I don't own dangan ronpa.
Makoto opened his eyes.
He found himself in the desk. At this point, the luckster thought about maybe finding some decorations to spruce it up.
"What is it this time?" he shouted and got up from his starting position. "An army of Junkos? Evil stuffed animals? I'm ready for whatever you throw at me!"
"Is that so?" A voice declared, forcing him to look all around.
"Who said that?!" Makoto accused, only to be impaled by an oversized pencil. This was then followed up by his head being shattered with a second oversized object, an eraser.
Desk wins.
Flawless Victory
Fatality
