WEEK 1 EXECUTION

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POPULATION: 33

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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[fisherwoman]

[She nods, but—

When those next few attacks land, she's reaching for Medb's hand wordlessly.]

[toesies]

[... THINKING...]

Wasn't he a match for the markings on the simulation room last week...?

[dotcom]

Mm. I don't really see how this is an equal match.

[ he watches hk attack her again, and he mutters a curse under his breath. ]

[toesies]

What?

[she would be more eloquent if she wasn't watching someone she likes get beaten to a pulp, but. go on.]

[maelstroms]

[ Let it be luck, that he couldn't crush her throat - couldn't severe her head from her body - and let it continue to keep her from falling into that void.

His voice is a low hiss. ] Get up.

[headmt]

Yes. But do you really see him trying to frame someone else?

[toesies]

I get the feeling it would be just as shitty if there were less of us here...?

[touchups]

[AND THEN BEATEN ALL TO SHIT while murderbot casually discusses his future murders, incredible. He casts Endorsi a look. SHIT'S NOT GOOD!!]

[dotcom]

I don't know what we expected.

[ of course the murder robot wouldn't make it easy for whoever he went up against. ]

[notaccurate]

But he sounds like-

[And then those attacks happen, and Luca gasps. Then he's saying a prayer in Latin, it's definitely the wrong religion but it's the only kind of prayer he knows.]

[fergalicious]

[ She takes her hand easily, giving it a squeeze. ]

Someone will have to take her to the Medbay immediately.

[ But she sounds confident enough that SQX will be the one to get out of this alive even after that horrible array of attacks. ]

[holeful]

She told me she doesn't believe anyone's life is worth more than another.

[He pauses.]

I still would rather she survive, though. I just thought it was interesting.

[fisherwoman]

...She's still got time.

[Which is not necessarily a good thing considering how she keeps getting destroyed every ten seconds, but.]

[notaccurate]

That could be.

[Delayed justice for Tamaki?]

[toesies]

Point taken. Though, being obvious when he murders someone seems like a bad way to work his way down his apparent kill list?

[maelstroms]

[ Makes two of them there, Eleanor.

But hopefully "kicks serious ash" and "one murder microwave can't get her down" actually carry over, considering HK-47's next attack. ]

... at least for long. [ get up get up ]

[fisherwoman]

[Glancing at Ming Yi for a moment, before looking back to Medb.]

I don't really think she'll have a lack of volunteers to help.

[holeful]

[JUST CLOSING HIS EYES. YIKES.]

Well, I suppose we'll just have to hope for the best.

[dotcom]

I am pretty sure we are all probably on that list, but I have no idea what the order would be.

[shiftingwinds]

Yourself—

[at this point, the only participant that she can think of that she wants dead is him.

but, fuck! there's a momentary look of panic when he lands next to her with a thud, but it quickly becomes one of fury as she processes his words - and then one of intense pain as his fist strikes her shoulder. she's vaguely aware of the crunch of bone, but more aware of severe agony.

despite herself, she screams - only to be caught by the same arm and yanked. the scream is cut off by a pained groan and then a breathless choking sound as he kicks her forward, and she clutches at the ground as she skids closer and closer to that open pit.

no, no. she barely manages to pull herself back up to her feet (it's hard to get up, somehow, as if some kind of unseen pressure is bearing down on her), aching, and then - lunges at him, aiming a kick at his legs. there's ground crumbling beneath him, if she can just knock him over -

but that's not going to go well. kicking solid metal never does.]

[toesies]

She is valid, and I respect her opinion. That's a really nice philosophy to have when someone isn't trying to murder you.

[sengokus]

.... something about an even match.

[which this isn't - unless someone wants to compare a pride affliction for five minutes to a hangover?

but ming yi said something about the power of belief so....]

You know, since Shi-san outclasses that rust bucket in every way and all.

[but he stands up a little straighter when she aims a kick at hk's legs - if it's just enough force and speed to get him off-balance maybe then it can end]

[liuli]

Come on. Meimei, come on. [ its under his breath, but it's there. when primrose flinches, gu yun stays focused forward, his eyes never leaving the sight. but as it gets worse, and worse, and worse -

- he drops his hand between them, wordlessly, away from his arm and down, palm open. ]

[holeful]

[Nods... Miss Sheila always makes such good points!!]

[notaccurate]

It won't matter. She'll stop him.

[He's trying to sound sure of those words.]