WEEK 5 EXECUTION

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POPULATION: 19

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.

I guess you guys know what the usual thing is now, right? Conference room if you want to watch.

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 CHILDE and MEDB 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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[fergalicious]

[ It's a familiar movement from every time they've sparred, being pulled down after every time she's tried to kick him down, but she knows he's dying this time. There's no escape from it. If she has to lose him, she'd rather it be like this.

The forehead flick startles her, but she has no time to react or respond because the crash of the statue behind her makes her look back. Her hand clutches at Childe's for one last time, one last beat, and then she pulls his knife out of his chest and adjusts her grip on her parasol.

There really has been so many emotions she's felt over these last few days, and there has been no release. She has made no secret over how her Thursday adventure made her, how last night's proceedings have made her, and she is not done yet.

She is still so angry.

The alien rushes at her, and she meets it with the knife.

But it turns to rubber. She drops the knife.

And the monster's claws sink into her sides. She screams.

The monster bites into her shoulder, and she grits her teeth. She's breathing hard, and she can't stand on one foot. She grabs her parasol with both hands as claws rake down her front, and with all her remaining strength, she pierces the monster from behind because her parasol is actually a sword.

The sword breaks. Blood bubbles up from her mouth.

The room starts to deconstruct.

No regrets, right? ]

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[The room begins to deconstruct. It begins to crumble, Medb's vision grows dim and the fiery pits below bubble angrily as both monster and Childe disappear into a chasm below with a sickening sizzle.

Tartaglia Childe is dead.

Medb's parasol breaks, and the platform she stands on begins to fall.

The parasol holds on just long enough to retain the shape of a true parasol, broken sword fanning out enough to let her drift across the open ground and rocky islands. As it breaks in her hand, she finds herself stumbling in through the conference room.

The conference room goes dark as the lights go out, the white execution room flashing before going black as the conference room lights up once more.

...but the door is still there. The Avatars remain seated at the table, and for a long moment of silence, there's nothing. The door wavers as if deciding if it should seal itself or not...

...and soon a small splash of lava flows into the room, carrying the body of Childe with it.]

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[toyska]

[It's immediately obvious at first glance that he's in pretty awful shape. Getting wrecked by an alien and then dumped in lava will do that to a guy! He hits the floor, so enjoy vibing with his white boy corpse--

--just kidding. He twitches, dragging in a ragged breath.

Tartaglia Childe is alive. If only barely.

SURPRISE BITCH]

[liuli]

[ comes over

past the lava

and just kicks him in the shoulder. not that hard at least (?) ]

Get up. 蟑螂.

[toyska]

[is currently being strangled]

[liuli]

[ good

comes over here and squats down next to childe once medb's rushed off to the medbay, not doing absolutely anything to help him at all. ]

[toyska]

[I mean

he's like half-dead so you're not getting anything out of him buddy

just leave him here to die alone on the floor like he deserves]

[liuli]

[ that was the plan

however, people are saying he gets to live so with the most dramatic, heaved sigh, he goes to help ming yi get him up. ]

[toyska]

[this one's on you guys tbh I would've been delighted to let him die for real]

[maelstroms]

[ maybe they just get him stable and then throw him in the jail cell for the rest of the game, or until someone decides to kill him? ]

[mukagen]

You must be really popular to live through an execution, Taru-chan!

[ STRANGLED OR NOT, Gojou pats his head. ]

[toyska]

[is half-dead, has head patted]

[mukagen]

[ it’s okay the big boys are gonna get you healed.

rip pixi no death for you ]

[fergalicious]

[ It takes a moment for Medb to realize he's alive and she stumbles over to him, wounded and bloodied as she is, and starts strangling him.

This isn't a gag tag.

Someone, get her to the Medbay. ]

[headmt]

[no im sorry we support you queen]

[femmefinale]

[ She moves to support her. ]

Could someone carry her, please?

[fisherwoman]

Nope, we're leaving! Deal with it later!

[SHE'S JUST GOING TO TRY TO PICK HER UP CAREFULLY AND RUN]

[fergalicious]

[ She really is too injured to protest, so off she goes! ]