( EXECUTION - WEEK 2 )

[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 Kamui, the staff member will slip a transparency into the projector, switching the device on to reveal what appears to be a telegram. VICTIM STOP HIBIKI KOHAKU STOP THE DRIFTER STOP VICTIM STOP OMEGA STOP THE DRIVER STOP VICTIM STOP VINCENT MACHEN STOP THE STUDENT STOP MAJORITY VOTE STOP KAMUI STOP THE AUTHOR STOP EXECUTIONER STOP GIRGE ALBATROSS STOP INNSMOUTH MOTEL & CO ( quick navigation ) ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation

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[disinterested]

[Well, it's too late for Kamui. Unsurprisingly, he couldn't get out of this mess, huh? Like everyone else in the world, all he'll amount to is a splatter of blood and bones. (And please don't lick the spike, Kamui.)

With that, Girge sees no reason to delay things—no reason to prolong his death. As Kamui's body begins to crack, he pushes down the crank with everything he has.]

[digestion]

[ It's a good thing that his favourite colour is blood because there's certainly a lot of it.

Maybe this was for the best. There was something dark put inside of him, after all. It'd happen eventually.

The spikes suddenly just through his organs, his thighs, hands, his hair—if you name a body part, there's likely to be multiple spikes through it.

Even the unmentionable ones, for you sinners.

In the end, he doesn't make a noise, aside from the blood pool tricking out. And after awhile, that slows down its leak as well.

Kamui is dead. ]

[abhoth]

[After the ice cream party(???) is done and over with, everyone will suddenly be afflicted with a strong, disorientating sense of tiredness. Their sight will blur, knees giving in as everyone crumples to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut. The stench of blood invades their sense of smell, and little by little... They lose consciousness.

All survivors will wake up in their respective beds at 11:00 AM, as if nothing happened.]