Week 3 Execution

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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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EXECUTION

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PEANUT GALLERY

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[shiftingwinds]

[she's here and watching? she's also holding hands with aoi, which will probably be more relevant when cola is awake.

her brow furrows when yuel is compelled to walk in there along with law, though... oh no...]

[dotcom]

[ he crosses his arms over his chest, frowning and just

quietly curses under his breath when he sees it's yuel ]

[sistocracy]

[lenore is here. she looks

unhappy.]

[sengokus]

[softly but with feeling]

What the fuck?

[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?? ]

[toesies]

Fuck, Yuel...

[Unfortunately, she has a favorite here.

And it is not Law. Oopsie.]

[enfangs]

[+1]

[fisherwoman]

[She's here, frowning, and - that frown only grows when she sees the other person moving past this room. Bad.]

[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. ]

[fergalicious]

[ Most weeks, Medb watches execution with some kind of imperious but almost neutral look, but when it's clear that it's Yuel that's chosen, she visibly tenses and her hands form fists at her side.

She honestly wishes she were there instead of Yuel. ]

[headmt]

[genuinely very worried for Mom because he loves her but i think its also deeply important to note that he's fucking standing still just petting Frumpkin who just seems happy to be here]

[bonetiddies]

[She's frowning, too, but. . . she doesn't look excessively concerned. Yuel's a badass, y'all.]

She'll be all right.

[aubins]

[ he's stood near the doorway, and frowns when he sees yuel walk over alongside law. what? ]

[toesies]

[+2]

[alteracion]

[ DOES NOT LOOK HAPPY ABOUT THIS, AT ALL ]

[sistocracy]

She did...?

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

... Hmm.

[messybench]

[ +3 ]

[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-- ]

[aubins]

Having fun?

[ molly your curse. ]

[femmefinale]

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

[dotcom]

[ ... ]

[sengokus]

[ . . . he does spare her a glance, admittedly, tilting his head. he knows this isn't how she wanted this to go.]

[toyska]

[Childe's got his thumbs hooked into his pockets for now, but he's standing next to her, watching as well.]