( EXECUTION - WEEK 4 )

[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 pool area. 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 Pool/Outdoor Dining Area 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 under the pool's shiny new tent while all the current survivors gather. Once everyone is there, with the exception of Suzaku, the staff member will take a poster out of absolutely nowhere and hang it up for everyone to see. It seems to be a result of last night's events. VICTIMS: ALOY, THE SCIENTIST APOLLO JUSTICE, THE MORTICIAN L'ARACHEL, THE FASHIONISTA RYOU BAKURA, THE REPORTER SETO KAIBA, THE PSYCHOLOGIST MAJORITY VOTE: SUZAKU, THE WOODSMAN EXECUTIONER: H.C. ANDERSEN INNSMOUTH MOTEL & CO ( quick navigation ) ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation

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A THING

[abhoth]

[Once Suzaku is dead, it seems like there's nothing left to do but wait until everyone is returned to the motel. An eerie calm settles over the clearing, a gentle breeze spreading the smell of burnt flesh and singed hair everywhere. It seems like Week 4 has finally, finally ceased to cause pain and destruction to the survivors.

Except—

Nah. It totally hasn't.

Not even a minute after the execution is over, the putrid hands will return to latch onto Dipper Pines and Mabel Pines ankles. No one will be able to move quickly enough to stop the twins from getting violently yanked down and through the ground again. Even after the rest of the residents are returned to the motel much later, both Dipper and Mabel will be missing.

Oh, well.]

[splinten]

[Yeah but speed is the Strider stat and he tried]

NO!

[It literally makes no sense but he's digging at the dirt with his hands, trying to get at them. DIG YOUR WAY TO CHINA DIRK.]

[wristbands]

[despite chie's relative silence during the execution itself, once dipper and mabel are in danger, she snaps out of her stupor and full on sprints toward them.]

Like hell you will!

[but like everyone else who attempts, she gets there seconds too late. all she can do is just stare at the ground, mortified.]

[ninjay]

[ considering jay has been standing very closely to dipper and mabel the entire execution, this is a bit of a shock to him. he notices dipper at first, since he's right in front of jay. he almost grabs him, almost, but then he's gone and mabel is gone too.

jay just stares, blankly, before he just sits down on the ground. ]

[nowyouseeit]

[holy shit]

[he isn't nearly close enough to get to them in time, but fuck it, he tries anyway]

Oi--!

[he twists his body to race towards them, ignoring the screaming pain in his shoulder, and skids to a halt once they disappear into the ground]

What the. . . hey! What'd you do with them?!

[rextenebrae]

[ ... Surprisingly there was an attempt on his end but hah.

Useless mage is useless, so he'll just be staring intently at the ground. Maybe they'll be okay when everyone gets back, this is fine. Really. ]

[willremember]

Why?!

[thawedheart]

[Yukina is nowhere near fast enough to stop it, but that doesn't stop her from surging forward anyway.]

No...!!

[Predictably, she ends up on her knees in the dirt.

This week is awful.]

[disinterested]

[Girge makes a move, but like everyone else, it's too late.

And what's left, for him, is an uncharacteristically hard expression on his face, as he stares into nothingness.]