Guilty Verdict

Guilty Verdict is an execution in Round 1: Monocamp, with Anabel Maybury being executed.

Sequence
Anabel let out a scream of horror as she pummelled down the dark tunnel. So this was how it ended, hm? Being dropped to her death by a two-foot mechanical bear just because she killed the two most annoying people in her class. As she fell, she thought about how disgraceful this was. Such a mundane, boring death. Why couldn’t she get a flashy, colorful death, like Jolie did? It was unfair, that’s what it was. A genius like her deserved so much better.

Suddenly, the impact hit her. She let out a wail as the bones in her legs shattered, rendering her unable to move at all. The Attorney thought it was strange that she was still alive— she was certain that a drop from such a high distance would’ve instantly killed her. She would’ve preferred that, actually. Instantaneous death was far better than writhing in agony in the middle of this strange, new room.

She began taking deep breaths as she glanced around her, trying to figure out where she was. Much to her surprise, she had fell into what appeared to be a courtroom. It wasn’t like the courtroom that Monokuma provided for camp trials, however. Instead, it resembled a professional courtroom. Though the familiar area comforted her in a strange way, Anabel couldn’t help but feel herself trembling at the thought of her near death. It was a strange feeling. Growing up, she was taught to never show her weaknesses. To never lose her composure, to never shed a tear in front of anyone. But here she sat, broken legs and tears spilling down her cheeks. She was frustrated. She was supposed to live! She was among the most intelligent in the class. The mere fact that her idiotic classmates were able to corner her in the courtroom truly baffled her.

Then, her eyes shot wide open as she felt the ground moving backwards underneath her. To her horror, she turned to find Monokuma seated at the judge’s podium. The bear was dressed in a long black robe, a powdered wig perched on his head. Beads of sweat formed upon her brow as she watched Monokuma pull out an abnormally large gavel from behind him. The bear seemed to struggle as he lifted it up high above his head. Then, the ground stopped moving and Anabel found herself seated right underneath the podium. Realizing what was going to happen, she let out a loud screech as she tried to move herself away from where the hammer would hit. A part of her knew her attempts were pointless, however— when she sprinkled that cyanide into the punch bowl that night, her fate was sealed.

Finally, with a swift hit, Monokuma slammed the large gavel down on the girl, leaving a disgusting splatter of red where she once sat.