Week 3 Execution

[probe]

POPULATION: 25

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.

Good morning, everyone. Please join us in the conference room for a view which will surely take your breath away.

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 TRAFALGAR LAW and YUEL 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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[femmefinale]

[ ... Oh.

Primrose really was considering just... leaving, but seeing Yuel move forward, she stiffens a bit. HER DANCER FRIEND.

And then quietly, practically to herself-- ]

She did fight dragons...

[ So it should be fine?? ]

[liuli]

[ gu yun mutters something very quietly about a golf club.

but otherwise he's standing with primrose, so. ]

...She'll be alright. [ she's gotta be. ]

[femmefinale]

I didn't speak with Law, so I can't attest to his personality... would he be someone who would choose to fight?

[ Primrose isn't concerned of course she isn't why would she be-- ]

[liuli]

In this situation? I have no idea.

[ ....

what the fuck is space ]

[femmefinale]

[ What the fuck is space, someone save all the ye oldes who keep witnessing modern executions ]

A... race, then? [ What the hell ]

[liuli]

[ law doing his "i'm not a good person" thing atm... ]

This is all immensely infuriating. [ why can't these executions just be firing squads like a normal executions ]

[femmefinale]

[ Primrose is just honestly looking-- very Done. ]

As always, you word things perfectly.

[ Seriously, why is this a thing. Why does Yuel even have to do this in the first place, shouldn't executions just be beheadings or throat slitting or hanging or something? ]

[liuli]

[ he has to muffle a laugh into his sleeve at yuel's yelling at the end there ]

Not as well as Yuel does, I think. [ relationship problems......... ]

[messybench]

He did confess. Maybe he'll be chill.

[ this may be crow mouth redux ]

[toesies]

Chill about dying in space...?

[DOUBT.]

[messybench]

Maybe... not a psycho?

[femmefinale]

[ All she does, as he launches himself at Yuel, is give Eleanor a very tired look. ]

[messybench]

[ sigh........ ]

Well, she can take him. He's just a stretched out goth tweaker with a goatee.

[liuli]

[ adds more words to the "new insults i learned from eleanor" list ]

[messybench]

[ she's always happy to help ]

[femmefinale]

A goth-- ... what?

[ what is a goth

what is a tweaker

HE CERTAINLY HAS A GOATEE ]

[messybench]

Okay, so goth is an aesthetic.

[ gestures to harrow ]

That's the best example I could ever give you.

[liuli]

My slang may not be correct, but... I don't think this qualifies as "chill".


[ at all, ]

[messybench]

That's what I get for being optimistic.

[ does that count.. as optimism?? ]

[sistocracy]

She did...?

[a glance at primrose, then back at the participants.]

... Hmm.

[femmefinale]

So she told me, this week. I can certainly verify her strength.

[sistocracy]

[vaguely:] Good.

[and the scenario... unfolds]

... What.

[femmefinale]

... [ Primrose is a ye olde so wtf is that, what is he wearing ]

I... am admittedly not sure what this is.

[sistocracy]

[15th century vampire here, so]

[and then law just flings himself at yuel.]

... Oh. It's a fight after all?

[femmefinale]

[ Yep, there he goes. ]

I should have known.