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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Comments

[shiftingwinds]

They're... among the stars?

[alteracion]

It's space, it's... they can't breathe without the suit, and if the line severs...

[ they won't? make it back? ]

[shiftingwinds]

...

[i. there's so much that can go wrong here? what the fuck??]

[alteracion]

[ this is actually her hell thank ]

[shiftingwinds]

[i. you know what. fair.]

...they're at least attached. They can - they can just pull themselves along that rope, right?

[alteracion]

Maybe?

[ she hasn't been to space she just has vague space knowledge ]

[shiftingwinds]

[WELL. APPARENTLY NOT.



wait actually on a reread i can't tell if he launched himself toward space debris which he threw at yuel or if he got to the debris and then yeeted himself at yuel by pushing off it. either way they're fighting.]

...ah.

[alteracion]

[ well! it's to be expected but! you know what!

fuck that anyway!!! ]

[shiftingwinds]

[indeed]