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

[overruns]

He's a twisted man. I wouldn't doubt it.

[ this had to be deliberate. maybe not meant as mercy, but... he's inviting this. dimitri looks angry either way, scowl growing as he watches, refusing to look away. ]

[psychedelica]

Honor is worthless if you're dead.

[ so says Hikage, impassively ]

This is what he should do.

[okitactless]

[Yasusada frowns over at him from where he's standing... but ultimately decides to stay quiet. This isn't the time to bicker.]

[overruns]

[ dimitri gives him a look, irritable. but after a moment, his eyes tread back to the execution at hand. ]

...If that is what you think. I suppose there is no such thing as a valorous death.

[psychedelica]

There isn't.

[ but that's all he'll say... time to watch these two punch each other to death. ]

[recrypt]

Is that really so twisted, though? When people believe you to be the stain on their boot, why be anything more only at the very end? So they can feel worse about putting him down?

[ and really, who would have expected ogata to fight fair. ]

He's not doing it out of kindness. Still, the end result...

[ well. a lot of people sure do feel better about being mad at him, at least. ]

[overruns]

It isn't kindness. [ there is nothing kind about any of this. ] This is what he wants.

[ he firmly believes that. why he wants to be so reviled... that's something only ogata can really know. ]

[recrypt]

[ she makes a sound that could've been a laugh if there were actually any body or real levity to it. ]

Then who are we to deny the man what he wants, hm?

[ this is apparently happening before eye, i guess ]