week 1 execution

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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

[nostradamus]

[glad they continue to be the same terrible person.]

Oh, he'll hate it. Without a doubt. [WATCHES WEESH IMMEDIATELY TRY TO BLOW A CHILD UP... wahoo.] But it'll make for a good show, no?

[foreverphantom]

[ sidles in here bc he too is a terrible person watching this with increased interest now that there's a teen down there ]

It's definitely a new kind of show, alright.

[nostradamus]

He better start meeting her blow for blow, or it'll be a short one too.

[foreverphantom]

Mmm. If he just maintains that barrier the whole time, they might reach a stalemate. Or he can just tire her out and strike then.

[ although that's the more boring option. ]

[nostradamus]

You think he can manage to tire her out?

[foreverphantom]

[ shrugs ] I don't know enough about either of them or how their powers work to really guess.

[foreverphantom]

[ ...of course, then the lance comes out and kaworu gets...focused, shall we say. ]

Now we're really ramping up. I guess he's got more than shields after all.

[nostradamus]

[watches kaworu throw a lance he obviously doesn't know how to use...]

We'll see if he has the aim for it.

[foreverphantom]

It's practically point blank, I don't think aim is the issue here.

The real question is if-- [ watches the lance hit the gun and dissolve them both ] --huh.

A fistfight, now?

[nascens]

[SAME HAT! This cluster of nightmare creatures. Just watching WEESH REALLY SET THINGS OFF WITH A BANG, DAMN, good for you girl.]

Wonder how many achievements they'll get. I bet on two to four with her.

[nostradamus]

Sounds about right. Maybe even more, if that child fails to keep up with her.

[nascens]

The existence of a "send off the right person" achievement does imply the existence of its opposite.

[Watching all these weirdass abilities just fly around with some curiosity. He thinks it would be hilarious for Wis'adel to just supermurder a teen about it.]

[nostradamus]

Probably. With how many games we know of, there are probably all kinds of achievements.

[watches kaworu be angry with the lance...]

Like maybe stabbing yourself in the foot with a weapon you don't know to wield.

[nascens]

[NOT LIKE THIS. There's a faint huff of a laugh.]

Maybe so. Though I guess he might not have the time to...

[Go Weesh go Weesh go.]

[nostradamus]

[go weesh go... into that not-so-gentle goodnight??

there's a little bit of a sigh when the life drains from wis'adel's body, and then yoru starts looking toward the exits. ah, well. can they leave yet?]

[riderculous]

[ now you're stuck with just purple and pink for game mates ]

[nostradamus]

[this is the worst timeline...

she gets up and leaves as soon as she's able to. goodbye.]

[riderculous]

[ gooby ]