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week 0 execution
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.
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!!
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I didn't stay for a few of them. Only after a team got wiped out at one. [ ... ] It was fucked up before, but this is worse.
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Don't think so, man.
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What the fuck.
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Where the hell did that even come from? [ what the fuck!!!
and then anders starts to go and talks about judgment and kazuki just. goes still, scowling and turning his eyes away. ]
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but yeah, he knows. ]
This is different. Justice is going to at least get Anders out of there.
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[ might be a cool power if not for the murder.
anyway he's seething. ] Then use different words, Jonas, they mean things.
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No, you know what, I don't care. I'm sick of hearing about justice no matter what the hell it's supposed to mean.
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All right, all right. No more talking about it. Let's just hope this is over soon.
[ watching boothill's arm shatter and going "hm" a bit. ]
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jesus christ this is a lot, but it's fine. jonas, against his better judgment, is still watching so kazuki can not. ]
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almost over. it's what he ends up muttering a little out loud without thinking about it. ]
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[ covers his eyes. this does nothing to drown out boothill's voice. ]
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just wants this to be over already... ]
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but there is still a man dying, and he tenses at those words and just leans into jonas a little more. ]
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it may not be the exact same as a weirdass pile of teens amongst the blahaj in a warehouse of their own, but it's maybe close. hopefully it's enough for right now. ]
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