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Characters: Junko and You!
Setting: The fourth floor, nearing nightfall.
Format: Anything at all is fine!
Summary: Junko doesn't enjoy being kidnapped, nor does she enjoy being useless. So, she decideds to kill two birds with one stone.
Warnings: Mild blood, bruises, some swearing, probably more to be added?
[It’s safe to say Junko is in a bad, bad mood. One might even say her current mood is awful. You could even go as far as to say her mood is abhorrent. Thankfully, Junko still has her cute school uniform with her - and it might be a little bloodied, but it’s still way better than whatever that white suit-thing was - and there’s a very comfy looking chair for her to borrow from her dorm room.
And by borrow, I mean steal and run at the glass walls with.
Junko furiously swings the chair at the glass, scowling as thewall remains perfectly intact; at this stage, she wouldn’t be surprised if a certain bear was laughing at her from the shadows. Too bad all Junko can hear is the blood rushing to her head as she launches another furious swing at the wall, the thick wood of the chair cracking on impact.]
Fuck!!
[The blonde screams, giving the glass one last whack with the chair, stumbling back onto her ass as the recoil hits her and the chair falls to tiny, sharp pieces, several splinters lodging themselves in her hands.]
Goddamn it! This is... This is so demented!!
[Junko takes a deep breath, shakily getting back to her feet and glaring at the wall.]
What kind of material is this, anyway?! It’s just like a shitty manga!
[She lashes one of her legs out, landing a heavy kick high kick on what she honestly can’t believe is glass. Of course, the kick does nothing, but Junko continues to land blow after blow, eventually settling with wildly swinging her fists in hopes of making even the tiniest crack.
After several minutes, though, Junko is forced to stop to catch her breath, absently slumping onto the floor to rest her legs. She doesn’t even notice the tiny scratches or angry splinters in her hands, nor does she notice the tiny droplets of blood leaking out of her palms where her nails have pierced her skin.]
Stupid... Stupid bear... Stupid plasticy crap!
[With little option left, Junko rams her shoulder against the plastic, wincing each time her arm makes contact with the wall. She can’t bring herself to just sit around; she can’t bring herself to be useless, even for a moment. So, no matter how much it hurts, Junko fully intends to stay right were she is and attack the glass until she can finally get through it.
Monobear beat her once. Oh, boy did he beat her, but this time, Junko’s gotta come out on top.]

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