WEEK ONE: EXECUTION

[gatonina]

EXECUTION

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POPULATION: 38 Good morning, Camp Gatonina. The weather continues to be... okay, actually? Sunny skies as far as the eye can see. Not a single stormcloud to be found. Hardly the right environment for this grimm sort of occasion. At 9AM, two hours after the bugle call for breakfast, you will be drawn to the bonfire. Your body will move of its own volition, giving you little to no time to pick up any sort of protection. As you approach the bonfire, you will find that you are not the only one. The Camp Directors and Ogata seem to be marching to the same rhythm as the rest of you, their movements stiff as they approach from the direction of the Isolation Cabin. Once everyone has gathered in the same location, you will hear a voice that is recognized by none. "Haha, that was a trainwreck. Ogata Hyakunosuke, get over here." Ogata will be forced to approach the fire, as everyone else takes several steps back to form something of an impromptu fighting ring around the bonfire. "As for your opponent... Beauregard Lionett, why don't you give us a show?" Similarly to Ogata, Beauregard will be forced to approach the fire. Those in the audience will find themselves rooted to the spot, and the participants of the execution will hit an invisible barrier three feet away from the rest of the group if they try to escape. In her dominant hand, Beauregard will find a 20-sided dice... though one of the sides is now blank. You're all old pros at this. It goes without saying that it's time for the execution to begin.

Comments

[swordflash]

[As promised, he stands next to her for the terrible spectacle. When the mace appears, Zenitsu glances in Flayn's direction and then down at her trembling hands.

As he turns back to the execution, his hand between them moves to bump gently against hers.]

[fishingforcompliments]

[Flayn holds Zenitsu's hand--

And then probably squeezes it way too tightly as Ogata hurls the mace at Beau.]

Beau—!

[ruffboi]

[What! Did Flayn get a little weenie boyfriend!!]

[fishingforcompliments]

[magnus please an execution is happening. a man is dying.]

[ruffboi]

[Okay but y/n]

[fishingforcompliments]

[a! man! is! dying!]

[swordflash]

[Ouch.

While she squeezes, he loosens his grip in response to the shocking twist and the sudden pain. As the execution goes on, he wraps his fingers around Flayn's hand again, resolving to keep them there this time.]

[fishingforcompliments]

[Oh! Oops. When he loosens his grip, she looks chagrined.]

—I am sorry.

[It comes out in a whisper. When he takes her hand again, she resolves to not grip him too tightly, no matter what plays out in front of them.]

[swordflash]

[Now he's done it. His gaze flits from the scene of the execution to Flayn, then back to the scene as he gives her hand a reassuring squeeze, whispering back:]

D-don't worry about it.

[Really. It's the least of their concerns right now.]

[fishingforcompliments]

[Least of their concerns it might be, but it's still a concern!!

Flayn looks worried, but she'll lecture him about not just letting people hurt him later. For now, they have an execution to watch.]

[slobjection]

[ give her pudding son it'll woo her ]