WEEK 4 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.

You may come to the conference room, if you wish to observe. I believe you all know not to attend if you cannot look?

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 MISA AMANE and GU YUN 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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[fatalattraction]

[ despite the pathetic mess she'd dissolved into at the end of trial yesterday, misa comes into the conference room today like she's on her way to a photoshoot. she's an idol, after all! she can't make her last public appearance as an uggo. with a full face of makeup, a very cute dress, and a smile, she struts into the execution room to face her fate.

she regrets all of that almost instantly when the door shuts behind her and the darkness fades away.

because the first thing she notices is that—it's hot. it's so hot, it's overwhelming, it's almost like she's about to melt on the surface of the sun itself. it takes her a moment to adjust to the blinding light to even see who her super lucky executioner is; as she brings an arm to try and shield her eyes in vain, she lets out a little yelp as she stumbles.

all that's keeping her from falling into the inferno beneath her are a series of flimsy wooden beams. and yes, she does indeed have platform heels on. #aesthetic!

with one heel now wedged between the beams, she lifts her head to see– gu yun. and all she does is stare at him like a deer in headlights.

is this going to be an execution or a mercy killing? ]

[liuli]

[ admittedly, when his body starts moving rather of his own, gu yun hadn't been surprised. after all, it's been one hell of a week - he tends to have the mouth of a crow in the best and worst of situations alike, so perhaps he's brought this upon himself? if he has any emotions about it either way, you won't seem them on his face.

gu yun walks with the precision and confidence of a soldier, even as they enter the room itself. spine straight, shoulders back, the very picture of calm. before the darkness has even faded, he reaches up, pulling an elastic from around his wrist to pull his long hair up into a ponytail at the back of his head.

and as things change, the first thing sensation is the heat. it feels like standing over a ziliujin reserve, like being inches from an explosive - it sticks to his skin and under his robes, and the low warmth of hot wind lifts his hair. he doesn't seem to react much to the bright, bright light, but - when misa stumbles, his arm snaps out to catch her upper one, out of reflex, the grip tight. one foot (in boots, not platforms, terribly sorry) touches forward, into the space between the beams, and then immediately comes back.

the ground under his feet is unbelievably unstable. from the wind, it's a long drop down below, into what must be some sort of hellish inferno.

for the moment, nothing's changing - gu yun's tense, though, waiting, waiting for the other shoe (that is not one of misa's platforms) to really drop. there's a beat. he speaks loudly enough to be heard, neutral, grip slowly loosening on her arm. ]

What do you want to do?

PEANUT GALLERY

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[shiftingwinds]

[GU YUN?

well, sqx looks horrified.]

[toesies]

[... AH.

She steps closer to her, giving her a look.]

Shi...?

[You going to be okay?]

[aubins]

[ he frowns, rather deeply.

but there isn't much he can do, so he will just keep watching. he's here, after all. ]

[fergalicious]

[ She glances at him with some concern but her focus is on the screen, too. ]

[femmefinale]

[ Primrose frowns when she hears who it is. But then shakes her head with a soft sigh. ]

Well, I suppose he got his wish.

[sistocracy]

His wish...?

[hi again, primrose. come here often?]

[sengokus]

[oh.

mineo's here, for some reason in the same clothes as trial yesterday, and he's just going to shove his face in his hand as he grumbles out - ]

The fucking crows.

[dotcom]

... push each other in?

[ misa your shoes ]

[toesies]

I don't see any other obvious objective...

[Misa, your shoes?]

[toyska]

[Welp.

He is here, watching with the same unreadable expression as always. His arms are crossed, though.]

[fisherwoman]

[Standing near him! And frowning.]

I'm guessing this won't last very long.

[Misa, your shoes...]

[headmt]

[literally just the This Is Fine meme at the moment. Totally blank! Totally blank.



This is fine.]

[enfangs]

[...

white will reach out to take his hand. ):]

[shiftingwinds]

[wow if beau and gu yun both got killed by Intense Heat would be fucked up or what


anyway sqx looks to him with concern and reaches over to put a hand on his upper arm]

[toesies]

[... She glances in his direction and— Oh, no. His heat death trauma.]

[toyska]

[Also glancing at Molly... but it's just for a moment, and he doesn't say anything.]

[fergalicious]

[ This combination isn't great at all for Molly, huh? Medb looks over with even more concern. ]

[bonetiddies]

[She's just standing there watching this, jaw set tightly, arms folded across her chest and a harsh but hard to read expression on her face.]

[alteracion]

[ rolling her eyes and looking unimpressed the second misa starts to tear up

look, ]

[maelstroms]

[ There's a glance to Molly from where he stands, but he doesn't draw any further attention and instead picks up the organizational slack of Gu Yun's presence being on the other side of the execution this week. His focus stays on the screen as Gu Yun moves to a new beam, when the first falls, and they decide what they're doing. ]

... let's keep the path between here and the elevator for the medbay clear, same as we have been. Better to be prepared than scrambling at the last minute.

[gamerbrain]

[ aoi is just standing here crying, dont mind her. ]