Danganronpa Hair Novels & Stories

Standing at 6'3", Damon was the epitome of physical perfection, his broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist, every muscle sculpted as if by an artist's hand. Damon's hair was cropped close to his head, emphasizing the sharp lines of his features. The sun glinted off his skin, highlighting the definition of his muscles beneath the fitted t-shirt he wore, which clung to his chest and arms in a way that showcased his physique without being overly tight. His jeans were well-worn and fit him perfectly, completing the look of effortless cool.

Lana said making me look at her wide eyed. “What last ingredient?” I ask as I look at her. Vlash and I walk towards them and see this large pot that contains a lovely pink color liquid. “Ahmn, some strands of your hair since you are the one who will ask the question.” Lana said as I look at Vlash. I take a deep breath before I take my hair and take Vlash’ dagger in his hip then cut some of my hair. “Will this do?” I said handing her my hair as Vlash look at me while I hand him his dagger back.

She was just debating how to do Moira’s hair when a knock announced the girl’s presence. “Come in,” she called out. Moira came in, hair still damp, and sat in the vanity seat that Fallon indicated. Without much discussion, Fallon began drying her hair and brushing it out to figure out how it was going to fall. She was surprised at how soft it was. Darren’s was a frizzy mess. “What have you done already?” she asked.

Reighly stated. That is probably the wisest choice. I am all for a good prank but you have to make sure the prank gets the person you mean it to get. Case in point Camden wanted to prank Darryn and had it all set up, but right at that moment Byanca came around the corner and he ended up pranking her. I had no idea Camden could run that fast or scream in that high of a pitch. It was funny until Kane got pissed at him because Byanca was chasing Camden. I was laughing at the whole situation. Kane was able to grab Byanca before she killed Camden. Darryn was laughing hard a Camden who in turn told Darryn to fuck off. No one caught the mysterious hair dyer. The three that were gotten have

’’ Dylan said. Jason had short blond hair that was cut very close to his skin. He was tall and huge just like the other guys. Connor, the one who had the long black hair and had spoken some moments ago smiled down at her. Crisscrossing tattoos filled his left, giving him that bad boy vibe Amanda was already used to.

he explained when I shook my head. “I will wait here for the result. Whatever it is, I would wait”. He seemed defeated before stepping away, squeezing my arms tightly, he uttered. “I must tell you that the chance of this new girl being Daphne is zero, the hair is dyed definitely, but I can't assure you that she is the one” His footsteps faded afterward. He had mentioned how the hair was dyed, so the possibility of that being Daphne was high. I stood up, walking around impatiently while I waited. Minutes spun into an hour and he was back.

“Your dad and I are going to take our seats. I’m sure you’ll do well. I want you to know that we are both proud of you and love you so much. This is going to be the beginning of a bright future for the both of you.” The twins both wrapped their hands around me, and Davian joined in the hug. “We love you both as well,” they chorused. “Group hug?” A familiar, excited voice came from the door. I turned my neck to see my eight-year-old survivor by the door with a wide smile. “Where is your hair band?” I groaned, frustrated. His long hair with wild curls fell over his shoulders and hair. Ronan has always kept long hair, but since he turned seven, he wanted to keep it longer, so now his hair falls

The same goes for the rest. When Delaney noticed his glum expression, she bit her lower lip to prevent her from laughing. In their heads, they were undoubtedly cursing her for suggesting it. She took a deep breath and gave herself a quick glance. Hers wasn't too horrible; she dressed in an old skirt and a brown t-shirt she had picked up in the hamlet. Her black hair had become a fiery red colour. She knows she needs to trim it, but her long hair is one of her favourite features that she adores. She'd have to cut it now, which is a shame. She cut the hair with a razor, her heart breaking as she did so. "You do aware it won't grow back, right?" Knox asked shortly after she had done so. Being

Hers lifts up with a taunting smile. "No" "Yes" "I don't want a freaking bang!" "It's a clip on you idoit!" "Oh" only then do I relax and take a seat. She pulls out a wig clip on full wispy bang from her box. It's black with the fronts bleached red. She opens my drawer and cusses when she sees the bullets and knives that occupied the first slot. She pulls out the second one and thanks God when she sees hair materials like brushes, combs and hair spray. She begins to work her magic on my hair. I wonder how I'll look with a bang, this will be my first time trying it out. Tiana looks down at me like she wants to tell me something. I blink twice.

He inclined his face, biting down hard on his sharp, saw-like teeth, veins hidden on his forehead. Evelyn's hand stopped in mid-air for a moment before she touched Sagon's messy forehead hair. The long, thin braid he had tied at the back of his head had long since come apart in the fight, and it was then that Evelyn realized that Sagon's hair was in fact very long, long and dark and slightly curly, but because of the amount of blood that had gotten into it, strands of hair were caked with clumps of blood between them, and the ends of his hair were messily tangled up in a messy mess that looked dirty, grimy, and dull.