You had the perfect idea, a nobleman of the great French Revolution. You open your closet and rifle through it, soon you found it, your high school had down a play about the French Revolution. You put the costume on, black buckled shoes, knee high socks with light grey pants. A white pirate shirt you called it with a white and gold vest over it. Then a dark maroon ascot, and then tired your long curly brown hair into a ponytail with a small blue ribbon and lastly and navy blue tailed coat. The description sounded so expensive and authentic, but this was a high school theatre costume, but it did the trick.
Looking in a mirror you looked good, it was a little snug, but was still very comfy.
"It's almost a shame I have to cut it off, but I'll look even better."
And with that you eagerly grabbed the sword and quickly and carefully cut through your neck making sure to have one hand a hold of your hair. It cut painlessly like before and you lifted your head off your neck where a long spray of blood shot out for a second before calming down. You blushed looking at yourself in the mirror, there with your head tucked in your right arm was a nobleman's body brandishing a bloodied sword. Grabbing your phone you text some friends.
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