WEEK 1 EXECUTION

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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.

Conference room. Don't have to be here, but it's happening anyway.

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 HK-47 and SHI QINGXUAN 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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[toesies]

[OH, HOW THE TURN TABLES...]

Praying for a god is not what I saw myself doing in the indulgence center...

[maelstroms]

[ His grip flexes and changes on his shovel as he offers Gu Yun the slightest of nods, hands settling more widely apart on it rather than together - its design is almost identical to a pole weapon, after all. ]

[toyska]

[Heh.

Quietly, to himself, and with the customary effort--]

Оно того стоит.

[liuli]

[ misa gets a sidelong glance, briefly, away from the scene. he's a bastion in this situation, barely moving, but he'll shift his arm downward for her to hold onto tight, if she needs to. ]

[maelstroms]

... thank you. [ They either have to rush to ensure that Qingxuan survives, or rush to take out a mechanization that clearly has no reservations about killing them. Both are awful and Ming Yi hates them. ]

[fatalattraction]

[ she attempts to reach for his hand? ]

[executeprogramming]

[as the kick thwacks uselessly against tempered durasteel plating, material that has withstood countless blades, blasts, and explosions, he snatches the leg before it can withdraw]

Observation: You may have had a chance in this combat were you a Jedi, but unfortunately for both of us that is not the case, meatbag.

[and with a rapid twist of indomitable metal, he snaps her leg 180 degrees, separating it entirely from the hip and, before letting go, brings his other fist down onto it, snapping the bones in the lower leg with casual ease and tossing her to the ground

Shi Qingxuan isn't going anywhere anymore, not that there's much place left to run to, as they're now on an island of floor, surrounded by an endless drop and with the walls growing tighter, nearly boxing them in

he notices the crystal for the first time and, fearing it's some sort of explosive or energy weapon, swiftly brings his own leg down on her arm, hundreds of kilos of force pulverizing flesh and bone beneath it

certain she has no escape, he turns towards where the door they came in was, and where he assumes the viewing window to be]

Commentary: It is to my great disappointment that I was unable to carry out any other slayings this week, but I am brought great hope and inspiration by the actions of whichever meatbag among you has taken it upon themselves to join me in indulging. I can only hope that, once I am finished here, we may cooperate in eradicating the others.

[oh what is he villain monologuing??]

Statement: To the rest of you, you may wish to consider the fact that there are plenty of meatbags capable of cruelty far worse, and may I say much more creative, than I. If you will not kill, then you will be killed. Organics will do anything in the pursuit of what they desire. In that, I have ample experience. If you do not wish to end up like this one here, then you have but one choice to get what you want. You all have it within you, as whomever programmed me did.

[that blinking sensor inside his head becomes more urgent, but it's washed over by the unending pain that's been inflicted on him since the start, he shakes his head]

Extrapolation: I do regret that I have only thus far been able to kill one paltry meatbag, and that was hardly satisfying given his attempts to fight back were wholly ineffective. However, seeing that angry meatbag be punished and suffer so exquisitely for it without any interaction from me was wonderful.

[enfangs]

[uh.

well, white winces as hk-47 delivers a beatdown on shi qingxuan, but.]

First, why the fuck do these types always love to monologue?

Two, what. The. Fuck?

[maelstroms]

[



He doesn't look at Molly. Doesn't really offer any comfort, because what good does that do, in a situation like this? But he does straighten up more next to him with a slight shift closer, hands having moved to hold the shovel like the pole weapon that it's identical to, like he's readying for something with a cold realization and a colder fury.

They'll be first in line, if HK-47 walks out of this instead. ]

[toyska]

[WELP THAT SURE WAS A MONOLOGUE

Looking sharply over at Molly--]

[holeful]

[WELL.]

Ah. So HK-47 killed Tamaki?

[liuli]

[ and, at the end of that monologue, his grip tightens -- ]

He killed Tamaki.

[ a broken clock strikes the right time twice, apparently. ]

[messybench]

It's no--

[ and then off goes hk-47, monologuing ]

I forking knew it! That's what I've been saying since last week!

[callmemeg]

[ ...that villain monologue, though. meg's expression settles into a furious scowl. ]

That certainly explains a lot.

[liuli]

[ JUST RE REPLIES TO THIS - ]

Piece of shit.

[notaccurate]

Да.

[dotcom]

[ he's nodding, and then hk goes on his little speech and uh ]

What the hell?

[aubins]

We really did just let the murderous robot walk around freely, didn't we.

[messybench]

[ she's about to respond but then he goes off monologuing ]

Motherforker. I knew it.

[notaccurate]

He- He killed Tamaki?!

[OH BOY THEY ACTUALLY DID CATCH A MURDERER]

[maelstroms]

It does. [ Oh he's thunderous. ] And we let that thing walk around for another week.

[fisherwoman]

[...Her hand loosens a little in surprise at his confession, but she looks furious.]

[toyska]

[Just touching his forehead

He's doing that a lot this weekend apparently]

[notaccurate]

At least let me help you with that.

[He knows Victorian machines, clearly he can dismantle a robot right?]

[headmt]

[UH,

just immediately snapping into fucking rage? Just screaming, well:]

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[so there's that!]

Take your agony and fucking suffer, you fucking shit!