( EXECUTION - WEEK 1 )

[abhoth]

Unlike the previous day, those who are asleep past 8:00 AM will experience no pain as they're roused awake. Instead, they're pulled from their sleep peacefully, almost as if enveloped in a mother's loving embrace. A comfortable warmth spreads through their body as they open their eyes, finding themselves free of any grogginess or disorientation. Similarly, those who woke up early or were unable to sleep at all will find themselves alert and ready to take on the day. Considering what is about to transpire, however... no one would be blamed for wishing they could stay asleep. "Good morning. My staff and I hope you were able to sleep well. As promised, an execution will take place on this fine day. Please make your way to the Dining Hall. A member of our distinguished staff will be waiting for you with a summary of last night's results." Just like the previous day, residents who do not make their way to the Dining Hall before 8:15 AM will be forcibly escorted out of their rooms (or wherever else they may be). True to Craftly's words, one of the faceless men will be waiting in the Dining Hall while all the current survivors gather. Once everyone is there, with the exception of Hana Song, the staff member will slip a transparency into the projector, switching the device on to reveal what appears to be a telegram. VICTIM STOP JASON TODD STOP THE BALLERINA STOP MAJORITY VOTE STOP HANA SONG STOP THE SPY STOP EXECUTIONER STOP LIGHT YAGAMI STOP INNSMOUTH MOTEL & CO ( quick navigation ) ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation

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EXECUTION (cw: death by boiling)

[abhoth]

[As the remaining survivors wonder what's to come next, a pressure begins to form in the room. At first it is subtle, but it becomes completely and utterly unbearable after thirty (30) seconds. Breathing will be a difficult task, and just as asphyxiation starts to feel like a very real possibility — it stops. The room is plunged into darkness. Hands grab at the survivors, sticky and cold as they pull them down and through the floor. A gurgling, squelching sound drowns out any panicked screams from the people in the room, and a putrid tasting slop fills everyone's mouths, noses and ears.

This horrifying experience lasts all of two (2) seconds.

When everyone opens their eyes once again, they'll be in the middle of a clearing next to a lake. A nearby sign identifies it as Lake Crotin, but the thick fog surrounding the area makes it hard to see the other end of the lake. Trees and heavy foliage circle the clearing, but again, the fog makes it impossible to see what's in the distance. Despite this, the sun can be seen in the horizon, almost as if witnessing the events that are about to transpire.

As fascinating as the scenery is, however, residents might be more captivated by the sight in front of them. A large wood platform is set on the bank of the lake, attached to an old industrial crank. Underneath the platform's left side is a large cauldron. A raging fire is lit, burning against the cast-iron bottom to a particularly green substance that boils over the edge ever-so-slightly. The toxic green bubbles burst repeatedly, bringing the assumption this is of a high temperature.

Unfortunately, the focus isn't the fire. The crank's copper wiring leads down — down to a body bound by an old straight jacket. The body? None other than Hana Song. Her brown hair a mess as it falls directly down and her vision turned topsy turvy. Hana's sobbing, screaming in pain — why? If the crowd focuses on the right details, they'll notice the hook of the crank is plunged strictly into her back. Blood trickles down her neck, mixing with the green below.

Faceless men block access to the platform and crank, with Craftly standing a couple paces away from the group, keeping anyone who might want to interfere out... as well as keeping those inside the perimeter in. Trapped on the platform is Light Yagami. Next to him is a wooden sign, with drawn instructions featuring a man turning the crank while a stick figure is lowered into a boiling pot of water. The art style may seem familiar to some.

Coming from both nowhere and everywhere at once, an unpleasant, nauseating voice speaks all those who are present. It is not Craftly's voice. It cannot even be classified as a human voice. The longer it's heard, the worse the sensation becomes.]

L҉O̷͘͡WÈ̸͡R̕ ͘T̶͠H̡͘͢E͢͡ ̶GI̵̢R̶̀L̨̡͞
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̵̴R͟͠E̴P̵AY͠ T̢͢H̸͞E̡͠ ̷B̨ĹƠ͝͠O͏D͢͠

[The message is clear. Now it's up to the Executioner to decide what to do.]

( This thread is for the majority vote and executioner only. If you wish to react, feel free to post your own top level. )]

[godly]

[This isn’t how Light Yagami operates.

He’s woken up to nothing short of a nightmare after that horrifying experience in the dining hall. Immediately, Light takes note of his surroundings, trying to parse everything around him, trying to understand what’s expected of him — playing the part of executioner, as displayed on the projector prior.

Screaming and sobbing fills his ears, and he looks to see a body strung up, blood trickling downwards with the gentle ease of gravity. Hana Song, he immediately connects, and the empathy and horror that should be swelling up in his chest comes delayed and subdued. Outwardly, though, the tension is clear on his face. The sinking comprehension of what is expected of him, looking at the simplistic drawings, the crank, and the boiling hot… something he’s supposed to lower her into.

This isn’t how he operates. Killing an innocent woman, someone undeserving of this kind of cruelty. And yet, what’s to happen to him if he doesn’t? And as it always is, self-preservation takes priority over everything in his mind, and it’s a little disturbing how quickly Light has already committed himself to seeing this through. Besides — god, her screams. This is a mercy killing.

Of course, he can’t just start lowering her into the boiling liquid without some semblance of horror. That would… raise a few eyebrows. And so:]

This is insane! What am I-

[He clenches his teeth, fists shaking.]

I can’t… do this to someone! This is cruelty for the sake of cruelty!

[thawedheart]

This is—

[icon keywords say it all, tbh. Yukina's voice is shrill, and she's staring at the scene in front of them in abject horror.]

Stop this! Someone, please... this isn't right... Someone has to stop this!

[ninjay]

[ jay reaches over and lightly grabs her by the elbow, as if making sure she won't suddenly charge over to them or something. when he talks, his voice is very strained. ]

Yukina.

[nowyouseeit]

Yukina--

[his voice is sharp, because hey, he's pretty mad about this too. she'll be able to tell he's shaking]

[18x0]

No! You can't do this!

[Screaming with impotent grief and fury, Akane is trying to push past the faceless men to the platform. Of course, she's having very little success.]

Someone, please! Just stop this!

[rextenebrae]

...there's nothing that can be done. I know, such a thing sounds so cruel, but it's best if you stop trying to make your way towards ... the scene.

[ By some miracle he manages to say something-- if only because they don't need anyone else getting hurt/killed today. ]

[perceptions]

[Mira watches Akane for a moment, not really interested in watching the torture porn that is Hana's execution, and puts a hand on her shoulder.]

We can't do anything for her. Save your strength.

[rextenebrae]

[ This...this is what they've wrought--it's what it feels like despite the unfairness of the situation. Honestly, even when he had been dragged down (he was ... undoubtedly one of those who had screamed) it was already a nightmare. All he can hear right now is Hana's screams, and technically the execution hasn't even started yet and already it's too much.

Though, he knows he's not the only one who thinks that and there are also children here...he won't look away even though he's starting to feel pretty ill. He doesn't envy Light right now.

Not in the slightest. ]

[intolerable]

[ This is nothing compared to what Omega has seen before-- and things she has done before, but it fills her with a white hot rage nonetheless. Someone here is giggling in their mind or praying to see it end soon within their guilt-- the Ghost-- and all of that time spent last night calming down goes out the window.

She's mumbling something to herself, making sure to watch the execution the whole way through so she understands the price of her vote. ]

[fauxtetsu]

[ Jesus Fucking Christ on a Cracker whoever is young and doesn't need that image burned into their minds of a woman being boiled alive is getting their eyes covered by Nagasone's arm. ]

[lohengrins]

[ he's practically convulsing with rage, violently attempting to get past the barrier of men — it's futile, and he can do nothing but yell.

the same as always. ]

Stop it! STOP IT! Let me take her place, just STOP IT!

[fauxtetsu]

[ Because he very like has the strength to hold Percival back by the arms, before he gets into trouble: ]

What would be accomplished by you giving up your life for hers?

[ Nagasone sounds angry, but also strained, like he wants to yell too at this cruel sight. ]

We... condemned this woman...

[empireofrats]

[OH....]

[curedham]

[okay, well, L'Arachel has standards for protecting children from things that aren't nipples, too, hence why she is crouching to Emily's height and taking her by the shoulders to turn her away from all of this absolute fucking bullshit??? this is so much, L'Arachel has seen some shit but good GOD]

Look here, right at me. [She's putting her hands over Emily's ears, too, everything happens so much, protect this child's virtuous maiden's heart etc etc]

[disinterested]

[Well, whatever Girge was expecting, it probably wasn't quite this. He watches, his passiveness never faltering. It's cruel, but that's the world for you. He's past the point of reacting.

The Ghost must be very happy with themselves right now.]

( cw emetophobia )

[wristbands]

[chie has seen dead bodies before, yes, but never has she seen a person in the process of dying. and in such a cruel, undeserved manner, too.

hana's blood is on all their hands.

whatever profanities she was going to hurl at the scene before them don't get to leave her mouth; instead what bubbles up and out is pure bile, as she collapses to the ground. she's still conscious. she just has not eaten since the beginning of the trial.]

[kraakriksdag]

[ This isn't the proper way to handle matters: executions are one thing, but this is torture without a cause. Hibiki doesn't avert his eyes, how could he when he was one of the votes that sentenced this girl to her death but-

It's all wrong.]

[nowyouseeit]

[holy shit]

[hoooooly shit]

[as though being pulled through the floor by creepy hands wasn't enough, now there's. . . this? his reaction is immediate, voice strained, bruised hands shaking at his sides]

Oi-- she's innocent! This isn't an execution, it's--

[torture?]

[crushcard]

Torture.

[ it's echoing Kaito's thoughts, because he thinks that it's torture, too. It's said in a low voice, and he's seething, his own hands are bruised, and--

Seto Kaiba continues to watch as Hana Song is boiled alive. He'd voted for her, most people did, but he's been expecting a quick, clean execution for someone innocent.

Not this. Even he wouldn't stoop to this. ]

They'll pay for this. [ The Ghost, Craftly, whoever is responsible for this. ]

[pinesforyou]

[This is fucked up, even for a Gravity Falls character]

[splinten]

Yo. Mind if I—[Just. Step in front of her to block her view of this.

Look he KNOWS Sburb puts kids through some dark shit but still.]

[parodeity]

[ dave isn't a fan of the dark and the hands and the having trouble breathing. for once there's very real panic on his expression when the two seconds are up and they're in a clearing next to the lake. his hand is at his throat when he's through but he drops it and gets himself kind of under control as quickly as he can, though he's jittery as fuck without anything to really put his back to.

he's quiet as he watches the entire thing from start to finish, arms crossed. ]

[nowyouseeit]

[his roommate is a bit more vocal, but after letting some of his anger out, he lapses into a quiet kind of rage. something calm on the surface, but boiling on the inside]

[he steps up next to Dave's side, bumping shoulders with him]

. . . hey.

[digestion]

[ WOW that certainly happened. What happened to guillotines and duels and cool stuff like that?? ]

A little overboard, don't you think?

[crimsonsparrow]

I agree. It's almost tacky.

[Quietly thankful he's not the only one with this reaction.]

[willremember]

[ Clementine just watches, quietly. That's one of her personal rules. Don't look away. ]

[parodeity]

[ like, same. dave kind of bumps his elbow into hers lightly, though, choosing to stand next to her and offering a very silent kind of support. ]

[inventurous]

[ violet does her best to watch, but looks away more than once. a lot more than once because this is horrifying. but it also feels disrespectful to look away entirely? she voted for hana, this is partially her fault. ]

[crimsonsparrow]

[Suzaku...sighs. Man, this really takes the wind out of his sails. He's all about torturing his enemies for the fun of it but, geeze, this just lacks any and all kinds of elegance. Of finesse. Really, he expected better. Disappointing.]

Disgraceful.

[vitamin_a]

Stop it! Hana doesn't deserve this!

[Apollo immediately tries to find a way to get towards them, but it's useless. Craftly and the rest of the faceless men aren't going to let them. Not that it stops Apollo from shouting to the top of his lungs towards them]

This is cruelty for the sake of cruelty! Wasn't it enough to make that farce of a trial?!