notagain | WEEK TWO: EXECUTION

EXECUTION

▽ FULL NAVIGATION
▽ LOCATIONS
▽ STATUSES
▽ IC PROFILES
▽ IC RULEBOOK
▽ MURDER PROPOSALS
▽ PCS
▽ CURFEW
▽ AUDIENCES
▽ CAMP STORE
▽ REPORTING

POPULATION: 36

Good morning, Camp Gatonina.

The weather continues to be less than ideal, storm clouds in the horizon as it continues to rain throughout the day. You may want to grab your ponchos and umbrellas, because you should all know the schedule by now.

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 Guy 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.

"Oof, you guys suck at this. Isn't this an all-star cast? Oh, well. Guy Cecil, get over here."

Guy 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... Black Shadows, why don't you give us a show?"

Similarly to Guy, Black Shadows 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 their dominant hand, Black Shadows will find a 20-sided dice... though two of the sides are now blank.

You're all old pros at this. It goes without saying that it's time for the execution to begin.

Threaded | Flat

[This thread is reserved for those participating in the execution! Please direct all reactions and IC commentary to the peanut gallery top level.]

[IC reactions from the audience may go here!]

[Normally, those in the audience would find themselves recovering their ability to move once the corpse has been retrieved. However... That is not quite the case this time around. Before anyone beside the Camp Directors has the opportunity to move, moments after the door to the Gray Cabin closes, the voice will speak up again, tone light.]

Oh, hah hah. Right. The slap on the wrist... Giyuu Tomioka, consider this incentive to watch what you say in front of a crowd, you silly little man.

[Suddenly, the metal bats used for execution will rise up on their own — and shoot towards Giyuu. He will have no chance to defend himself before the bats knock him down to the ground, his limbs splayed, and viciously beat his right arm. The bats will crush bone, split skin, and slam into his shoulder over and over again until his arm is little more than a bloody, flattened pulp on the ground. It's only once the limb is thoroughly crushed, and he has gone through all this pain, that one of the bats swings at the spot where his arm connects to his shoulder — and somehow severes the limb entirely.

It is only once this has occurred that the crowd will regain their ability to move. Um. Yikes? A little help, maybe?]

EXECUTION

PEANUT GALLERY

ONE MORE THING...