week 1 execution

[mgtropes]

W1: 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

EXECUTION

[mgtropes]

[sarkazm]

[well! it's that time, isn't it.

wiš'adel is here, the scenery of the runway shifting around her after a moment; it flickers, then settles into a different place, the heat of the furnace's flames warming her, sparks flying from it and landing on the metal platform surrounding the fire. one of those sparks streaks by her face, catching her hair alight before she reaches up and pinches the little flame to snuff it out.

at her back, the ancestor launcher also flickers into view, humming quietly as it glows.]

So. You ready?

[her tail flicks as she looks across to whoever's here to face her.]

OBSERVATION DECK

[mgtropes]

[honourous]

[ hulkenberg is back into her canon fit for execution, and makes her way towards the front to watch the proceedings with a deeply pensive look on her face. the same, glowing tattoos that she's had during the week are visible, now, but she doesn't pay them any mind as she looks out at the runway and just.

waits, arms crossed, halberd at her back like always. ]

[ballies]

[ my ass is out at a father’s day dinner soon but we show up stylish to the execution of a hot badass



and we look tired as fuck doing it ]

[toxicate]

[ here to witness the inevitable yayyy........

fit check, with his sword lashed to his waist with roughly sewn teal wrappings. there's a vaguely tired vibe here, but he looks the same (pretty) as usual. ]

[foreverphantom]

[ sips at some ass coffee as he settles in to watch whatever new mess we're going to be exposed to today ]

CW: Mention of Nail Injury

[rosebleed]

[Rosamund is wedged into a far corner, in the same clothes as yesterday only more rumpled. She is pale. Her hair is dishevelled, eyes red and glassy as they stare down at the ground, old tear tracks dried on her face.

She picks at her fingers absently, six of which have awkward bandages around the tips. Her manicure appears to have been torn off.

Beneath her collarbone is a new tattoo. BRINGING DEATH TO ALL YOU LOVE.]

[drymonster]

[ todomatsu's here in a cute jacket, happy pride. he's got a latte as usual and looks mildly annoyed. ]

[teenrebellion]

[ kazuki might pull back later, but for now, he's standing nearer to the front this time, watching with hands in his pockets. he looks tired, like he hasn't slept at all, but no less alert. ]

[agleam]

[here, moving into the area with a frown as he watches the proceedings to see who'll come out alongside wisadel.]

[nascens]

[This guy is seated away and apart from everyone else like last week but he's watching whatever da hael happens with a little more interest.]

[toyska]

[Childe is here near the glass again, checking to see who is out there with our sweet Weesh before he does anything else. His expression is serious enough, but calm.]

[frotag]

[ he's here with coffee and bags under his eyes. that's it we hate it thanks! ]

[bxkautx]

[ vibing. her tattoo has spread but it's fine. ]

[disingenuous]

[ roxana is here, seated and watching with as unreadable and placid expression as ever. ]

[preordain]

[ sitting away from rosamund because shes is making this really awkward. ]

[riderculous]

[ astolfo is unable to sit still so will be standing up and checking up on people. their fit! ]

[bulls]

[ he's Here and comfortably dressed just gazing into the abyss of the runway from somewhere in the far back today. ]

[lifeless]

[fit check!! Her shoes and manicure and earrings are all red. Manwol blinks once when Kaworu exits the terminal, but otherwise doesn't seem to react. She's just watching with the rest of these peanuts.... why is this mandatory damb]

[nostradamus]

[leaning forward in her seat, idly sipping something sweet from the coffee shop and looking like she's a little more interested in what happens today than she was last week. also, look a her fit.]

That predictable, hm...?

[happy father's day, anders!]

[sixam]

[ my ass is out for most of this but he is definitely watching closely with a cigarette, probably near kazuki and alex. girl help.

EXTRA GIRL HELP NEVER MIND HE IS SUDDENLY MORE ALERT WHEN KAWORU APPEARS. ]

[halians]

[ ok i can comment now here's strohl, standing with his greatsword tip down on the ground, hands resting on the top of it, white knuckling. he's watching like a hawk, somewhere in the middle of the crowd, eyes focused on kaworu, tense and stiff.

i'm going to make you face justice. quietly, to himself more than anything: ] ...You can do it, Kaworu.

[ also strohl jr is here! sitting by his feet, completely oblivious and available for emotional support hugs. he's wearing a fuschia pink ribbon around one horn. ]

[sootprints]

[ kate comes in and sits quietly in one of the seats, hands neatly folded in her lap, just like last week.

when kaworu steps out, she raises her head sharply, but doesn't make a sound. ]

[obdure]

[ sips his coffee a lot not because he's normal and executions make normal people anxious or anything ]