Week 0 Execution

[probe]

POPULATION: 36

Sunday morning is a calm and quiet affair after the events of the trial before. All traces of evidence and damage has disappeared as of yesterday and Simulations continues to be occupied by the chosen culprit.

At about 1pm, however, everyone will receive a mass text once more.

If you wish to say your goodbyes, meet us in the conference room. Attendance will not be mandatory.

Unlike Saturday, participants will not be forced to enter the conference room. It seems as though you really do have a choice...unless you're BEAUREGARD and ENDORSI JAHAD who will find they cannot resist and will be compelled into walking forward.

As the pair of them enter the conference room, they will find themselves walking through a door hidden away in a corner. The moment they step through it, the door will seal and disappear. The previously dark window soon lights up, providing a clear view of them to all who remain in the room. The four Avatars from yesterday's trial are seated at their table, and the TV that hangs above them turns on as audio begins to filter into the room to provide a clear picture of what's happening inside the other room.

Prepare yourselves, everyone. This may not be easy to watch.

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Comments

[brightred]

What, do you want to offer your soul? I'm not a demon, I'm not interested.

[headmt]

Can't have my soul, can't have my life, need both those things, so you'll have to be satisfied with everything in my pockets right now.

[brightred]

Don't offer your everything to someone like me if you're not prepared to give~ it~ up~

[headmt]

[ykinmk]

My friend is in mortal peril, you'll forgive some disappointing phrasing.

[brightred]

I've never forgiven anyone in my life~

[headmt]

[No response, sweet friend.]

[brightred]

[Of course, there's something far more entertaining going on.

But afterwards, after the fight and the lava and the screaming (after a brief moment when Grell frowns, watching Beau die), she'll glance over at Molly, sharp teeth bared in a smile.]

Looks like you owe me everything.

[headmt]

[Is now the moment to gloat?

Molly just reaches into the pockets of his coat, throwing whatever is in them at the ground at her feet. A golden coin, a purple fidget spinner, a gold watch, a copy of the first volume of the sailor moon manga, a little red box now filled only with a few matches, two little golden crowns from the gift bags. All yours, Grell.

It really seems like he doesn't have much else to give.]

[brightred]

Place your bets more wisely, next time. [And she's going to just. step on those things with her stiletto-heeled boots as she leaves the room in a swirl of red. very dramatic.]

[sengokus]

[that's.

alright well, everyone here had enough braincells to rub together to know not to give the crazy lady what she wanted, but you know who's literally had it by this point? this guy.

which is why mineo's just going to swing a punch when he realizes she's just going to step on molly's stuff, furious

good news, grace won!]

[brightred]

[Is that really a good choice there, Mineo?

She's not going to block that punch, though she does move with it, steps back a little so it's not as bad as it could be. Still grazes her cheek though, enough to probably bruise later.]

Hey! Not the face!

[sengokus]

I don't think you ought to get a choice!

[he doesn't pursue but boy is he angy, fist curled like he's about to throw one again]

[brightred]

So forceful!

That's what I like~ Are you going to beat me to a bloody pulp, choke me out? I can't wait to see what you'll try~

[messybench]

Geez, lady, read the room. And that's coming from me.