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WEEK FIVE: EXECUTION
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Good morning, Camp Gatonina. The weather could be better, but at least it isn't trying to murder you this week. Overcast skies as far as the eye can see. No real need to seek shelter of any kind. How lucky. 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 Ookurikara 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. "... That was so boring. You're bringing me to tears. Tears! Terrible. Not even a tie to make it worth my time. I could really go for a nap right now. Ookurikara, get your badonkadonk in motion before I fall asleep. . . for realsies. . . . . . . ." Ookurikara 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. "Who else? Dick Grayson...? Heh, why not? Battle of the boy toys, boom!" Similarly to Ookurikara, Dick 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 his dominant hand, Dick will find a 20-sided dice... though five 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. |
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ash just reaches out and grips her shoulder. ]
Hey.
C'mon he's got a promise to keep. Don't break down on him now.
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but at least the hand on her shoulder manages to get her to still - if only briefly. she spares a glance to confirm it's ash, and seems to accept, letting him keep his hand.]
.... I want him to keep it. [she thinks she's allowed to be selfish, given how everyone put him in this situation when he hadn't even volunteered.] But people are waiting on Dick, too.
None of this acceptable - but we—
[dick drops then, to sweep at kara's legs and she loses sight of him and forgets to breathe. kara's strong but he isn't fast.]
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...
Be selfish then. There's always someone who's gonna lose, so don't apologise for backing what you want.
[ he says it but he's not looking away from the fighting. c'mon.... ]
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she won't apologize. no one here deserves her apology when they all put them in this position.
but she can't speak either. her hand comes up to ash's, bandaged as it may be, and rests her hand over his, weakly curling.
no matter what, she loses. she has to hang onto what she still possesses.]
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when her hand covers his, he lets it stay there for a moment before he raises his other hand to put it over the top of hers. regardless of individual opinion, and who everyone thinks should walk out of that ring today -- things have got to change, that much is certain. it can't keep going on like this.
so if anything, that's a strength. enough of them have been dragged through hell for that pink creature's idea of entertainment and fun. it's only fair they pay it back tenfold, right? ]
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when they start ripping into each other that she squeezes his hand so tightly it's probably a bit painful. she watches because it'd be wrong not to and she doesn't know what moment it's all going to be over.
she bites her tongue so intensely it threatens to bleed.]
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she hears akira's struggle more than she sees it, but she. lets go of ash's hand as things clear. slowly.]
... go to him.
[go take care of akira. she has to collect her sword before anyone else can get him.]
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