week 0 execution

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W0: EXECUTION

In the morning at 12:30pm sharp, you hear the intercom speakers blare loudly across the entire airport, perfectly audible no matter where you are.

All passengers, please report to the Flight Deck effective immediately. All passengers, please report to the Flight Deck effective immediately...

Hopefully that’s not quite as long a trek as Saturday for you. All the same, you are propelled by that same sensation to come to the Flight Deck. Your feet carry you past that glass doors onto the outdoor terrace, where the benches and quaint planters await. Why, it’d look almost serene if not for the fact that one of you appears to be missing. There’s really only one place they could be, isn’t there? Your gaze might eventually settle over the runway you can see out below—the view is great from up here.

While you're not forcibly rooted to your seats, there's no way out. The glass doors close behind the last person and refuse to budge, and the viewing glass is just as unbreakable. As for any open areas, the invisible forcefield is working so very hard on this Sunday.

Oh, and because I’m sure this is the most pressing question on your mind: yes, Allstars Coffee is still serving hot beverages and small baked eats, even during execution. That’s what you need during stressful situations, right? More commemoration ASS caffeine? Yes, we thought so. You’re welcome.

In just a few minutes, the combatants approach, as helpful screens light up to further help you understand today's proceedings.

CULPRIT

EXECUTIONER

Allstars——prepare for sendoff!!

NAVIGATION; (FULL NAV)

INFO

PLAYER STATUSES IC PROFILES MURDER PROPOSALS CYOA SIGN-UPS

SETTING

NPC AUDIENCES LOCATIONS ROOMING CURFEW

REPORTING

PC TURN-IN MOD REPORTING EVENT TURN-IN VOTING

Comments

[ballies]

[ anders this is all your fault. ]

Adrenaline might carry him for a while, but he's going to have to do something, and fast.

[riderculous]

[ pat pats his back ]

[sixam]

[ watching boothill summon a chainsaw and take off anders' arm. ]

Not that good. [ jesus, why!!! ]

[halians]

[ the chainsaw was the violence against you ]

-- What the hell is that thing?!

[rosebleed]

[This isn't a weapon she's at all familiar with but by god what a first impression to make. She yelps as the limb comes off, covering her mouth to stifle the noise and hold back her horror.

Then Kaworu is off and pummelling the barrier.]

Kaworu!

[She tries to collect him by the shoulders, trying to gauge if there's some effect on the glass that would retaliate back on him for the blows. Even if not?]

Stop! Stop, it won't work!

[sixam]

It was someone who's not here. But even when it hurt him, he survived.

[ which, well, currently we are unclear how this is going because he's watching boothill swing a chainsaw that came out of nowhere so this is a lot. ]

[squirt]

[ shenhe would, but vi does not know what happens to people historically when they try to protect frogs. haru is alarmed by the sudden movement, but then gently pats her arm. ]

...It's okay. What happens down there never reaches us.

[ holds her arm anyway ]

[damp]

[ With horror, ] Yeah.

[ Checking on her... the violence, Maya... ]

[ballies]

[ points and laughs (she does not, but i, becks, do) ]

[damp]

[ Haru, your team...

Pulls Haru's head toward his shoulder. He can hide there like his player hides during scary movies. ]

[sixam]

[ yes we do not need to watch handers.

he also doesn't think saying "they're bad for your lungs" is a good answer, considering, but he has to think it over. ]

They help. Usually when there's a lot going on, it helps me focus better.

[ which is the nice way of saying "my entire existence has stressed me out so bad that this is one of the things that helps me not vibrate off the planet." ]

[feytality]

[ if she's checking on him and he's checking on her, who's flying the plane? ]

[ she does startle at first but otherwise keeps watching with a neutral look ]

Geez... this is a lot.

[spiritbalm]

[ haha! oops. fucked around and found out.

there's only a brief moment of genuine shock and fear and pain - sending him stumbling back and watching as his hand his entire fucking hand go skittering off across the tarmac, still gripping the staff as it rolls off useless.

so much for that. he goes entirely pale, bleeding profusely - soaking into the black coat and dripping down on his boots.

aren't cycles funny like that. he'd hesitated before, been nearly killed for the moment of oh-so-very human reluctance. it has always been his flaw. his weakness. by himself, he is a coward, intent on only his own freedom. his own salvation. to be alone is to be the worst version of himself.

anders eyes roll back into his head and he stumbles and starts to fall, in the motion of a body passing out in either pain or shock, and getting suddenly caught in the strings of a new puppet master. it's not the same sort of transformation he's had before - carried off by a rage and changing into a warrior - but more of a forceful shove out of the way. if anders will not protect himself, then someone else will. it's a blinding flash - his eyes begin with glow with an eerie blue light, skin beginning to burn and crackling with it, splitting. lyrium bright and ozone sharp, like the body can't quite contain everything within it - spilling out like a violent force. abomination.

every movement is slightly inhuman, overextended, with no fear or resistance caused by weak human fragility. ]

I will not let you harm him! You will submit to your judgment!

[ cycles, cycles.

leaping at him, bodily, with a completely monstrous howl - with much more force than you'd expect one skinny mage to have - the one remaining hand going to tear at wherever he can, sending a lightning shock through it with all the power it can muster. ]

[obdure]

[ okay what do you want from me

Jacopo was not prepared to see that, but it happens and he's stupefied for a moment. Eventually, his eyes lower. Someone is already asking if the defib CAN HELP GROW BACK LIMBS. ]

This is all such a circus.

[obdure]

[ WAIT LIKE REAL? ]

[doublefists]

[ shenhe somewhere like why did you not simply rip boothill's head off before he hit you with a chainsaw, anders.

vi... stays close, and shifts to put a hand over his hand. ]

Still. [ she says, fiercely. ] Fuck, where did it even come from?

[drymonster]

Oh, I didn't use the water, I used the broken bottle.

[ hence why he didn't actually check what was in it. ]

Uh, she had some kind of moth thing, and there were some shapeshifters and other stuff... I have a list on my phone somewhere, I think.

[ which he can look for later when people aren't getting chainsawed. ]

[nascens]

[The hets are even ruining this execution brunch...... This is so funny he's just looking between the execution grounds and Yoru trying to math lady meme what about this is causing ire but he will ask later (people are dying) not yet, it's fine.]

[damp]

[ we've been pilotless since the game started maya

Rin doesn't know who Justice is so he has no idea what's happening to Anders right now. Referring to himself in third person? Cringe. ]

Yeah.

[ Just lowers his gaze. ]

[obdure]

[ boothill you were so cool as an intergalactic power ranger but now you're an anti-pride icon despite your cunty ways ]

[selfimmolation]

[ kind of in a "like he's got time to wrap it" mood but

well! ]

I don't think healing is Justice's priority.

[obdure]

[ Even more tense BECAUSE WHY A CHAINSAW. ]

[peripheries]

[Looks at her like she just insulted him deeply.]

What am I supposed to do? Nothing? Just watch?!

[doublefists]

[ o

hello justice,

vi startles when justice starts shouting, and instinctively grabs for rosamund - that same sort of protective stance from before, slightly in front of, holding onto her carefully.

also, shouting: ]

Oh, of course, now we get this guy - get out of range! You can shoot fucking lightning from your fingers and you're doing it from close up? Are you stupid?!

[feytality]

What's going on...? Is that someone else?

[ maya also doesn't know who justice is she just thinks he's possessed or something ]

[ squeezes his hand ]