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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[maelstroms]

[ Ming Yi isn't a very reactionary person. After two weeks in this mess of a circus, pretty much everyone could say that even in passing, probably?

He goes to the conference room because, well, might as well see the results of yesterday's shitshow!

And then he watches as Shi Qingxuan is the one that goes through the door, going tense to the point of bristling and almost dropping his shovel from where he'd been loosely holding it against his shoulder. ]

[enfangs]

[white is not going anywhere near ming yi in case ming yi reflexively starts bashing people with that shovel, but.

...]

[maelstroms]

[ His grip does tighten reflexively on it when Qingxuan yells, but there's no swinging.

Better safe than sorry, though. ]

[headmt]

[oh um yeah dude! yeah!

well, ming yi doesn't seem the type to want too much from basically strangers, but molly will at least go stand next to him, reaching over to squeeze his arm if he'll let him.]

[maelstroms]

[ The gesture almost doesn't get a reaction out of him, but he doesn't pull away or shrug it off, and instead actually takes a deep breath he seemed to have forgotten. ]

[headmt]

[That's alright then. He'll just stay there if ming yi doesn't shrug him off. He doesn't want to say that it'll be alright. He has his own experience of that, just last week. But,]

I pulled a very good card for her.

[maelstroms]

[ There's a - brief snort, and while he doesn't look at Molly he does incline his head slightly. ]

Let's hope that's a sign the fate she was bestowed still favors her here, then.

[headmt]

[And then she's thrown into a fucking wall, but-- Well, she gets up again.]

She's got-- Well, I believe in her. Don't know how much that counts for.

[aubins]

[ ...

yeah, no this is. bad, huh? ]

[maelstroms]

[ This is not a great outcome for voting the murder robot off, yeah. ]

[callmemeg]

[ well anyway meg is here by ming yi's side, giving him a gentle nudge. ]

She's strong, right? So we'll just have to believe in her.

[maelstroms]

She's fast.

[ Because she can be as strong as she likes, and the robot might be debilitated, but she's hungover and HK-47 specializes in killing. But he just steels himself and settles in for the show. ]

[callmemeg]

[ nods. but as sqx grabs the crystal and nothing changes, meg wrings her hands nervously as her eyes flick between robot and executioner. ]

She just has to survive, right? She can do that.

[ god, megara hopes she can do that. ]

[maelstroms]

[ He doesn't flinch when she abruptly heads towards the wall, but his eyes do flick across the screen to take in what might have caused it. As he does, his brow furrows, and his hands flex on the shovel. ]

She's not a martial god. Considering her upbringing, she has minimal combat experience, but she can run. She can move. If she can outlast him, somehow, then she can survive.

[callmemeg]

Maybe she can push him towards where the ground is falling apart...? That should do it.

[ though sqx still has to avoid the fall, too, and i, ray, do not trust britt. ]

[toyska]

[It's gonna be a long five minutes, huh.]

[maelstroms]

[ The longest in 500 years, probably. ]

[maelstroms]

[ The numbers keep going down. The crystal doesn't do anything, and the environment is turning against them as HK-47 keeps advancing.

Ming Yi raises his voice after a long beat, both hands flexing, wrapped around the shovel, addressing those that have been yelling or expressing their dismay even as he keeps watching the screen. ]

I doubt she can hear you. But belief that she'll survive is better than belief that she'll fail or that this is an unfair match - whether it has an impact on us or not, while we're without our spiritual power, she's still a god, and believers give more power than cynics.

[toyska]

[He glances over, an unreadable look on his face, just for a moment--but he doesn't say anything, just looks back at the screen too.]

[sengokus]

Then I'll believe.

[even if his expression is - pinched, to say the least. bothered and displeased with this turn of events. but he'll put a hand on ming yi's shoulder for just a second and his words are almost stubborn.]

She'll make it.

[britt, elsewhere, cackling]

[maelstroms]

[ Me, knowing that beefleaf is nothing but suffering in reality: hey let's app my and sqx to 7rings, it'll be great!

Mineo will feel that he's so tense he might as well be made of stone, but he doesn't shrug that momentary touch off and instead snorts at the stubbornness. But hopefully that amounts to... something. ]

[notaccurate]

...got it.

[He was already believing in her, but good to know.]

[messybench]

[ she's still pretty tense and angy but ]

Yeah, I know, she's a literal goddess, she kicks serious ash and has a rockin' bod. One murder microwave can't get her down.

[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 ]

[messybench]

[ through gritted teeth: ]

Come on, girl. Throw him in the garbage disposal.

[ this is before the evil monologue ftr ]