☆ WEEK ONE ( EXECUTION )

[raisingproject]

Execution

Sunday, Week 1

Victim

Culprit

At exactly 8 PM, the music abruptly stops and the votes are eventually revealed:

Edna: -
Beyond Birthday: 14
Moeka: 3
Zack: -
Eruna: -
Abstains: 2

"Congratulations, pon! It looks like you've managed to find yourself the culprit, Beyond Birthday, pon. The culprit will be allotted his last words before he is punished for his actions, pon."

19 REMAIN

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FINAL WORDS

[raisingproject]

[beyondmoe]

[He just frowns.]

14 again...? Unbelievable.

[imitationsoul]

You were in quite the hurry to leave this place, weren't you?

[beyondmoe]

Mmm. As I told Fav on the first day, I have unfinished business. It's probable this wouldn't have gotten me out in time... but it was one consideration.

[imitationsoul]

Pity it didn't work out.

[ She may actually mean this, at least from the sounds of it. ]

Why did you leave so many signatures if you didn't want to be caught?

[telecosmetic]

No! [Eliza is just going to...rush forwards and hug him.] This can't be true! You can't have done this! It's...it's all circumstantial evidence anyways! [She's going to devolve into gross sobbing now, congrats.]

[zackthekiller]

[Zack grabs at Eliza's collar and pulls her back.]

Get away from him! He's not what you thought he was!

[beyondmoe]

....!

[He wasn't expecting a hug. Um. What... does he do with this.]

Eliza...

[Well, she's right. He's pretty disappointed they only got as far as the circumstantial evidence. But he doesn't want to say that to her.]

[hihiou]

Yeah, I bet it is.

[beyondmoe]

[Um excuse, were you even in this case.]

Gloated at by someone who couldn't do anything.... well, I did say that losers have no right to complain.

[theotherother]

Is that really all you have to say?

[beyondmoe]

I could critique all of your puzzle-solving skills, if you'd prefer.

[breakingthrough]

I guess some things are just inevitable.

[Edna doesn't entirely blame him-- this situation is in part to blame. Still... she can't quite forgive him for trying to kill her in his place.]

[beyondmoe]

[Hardly. Though if they were actually fooled that far by the obvious framejob, they'd practically deserve him killing as many of them as he needed to.

He'll just sigh at that, though. He can't exactly argue, can he?]

[buylowsellhigh]

....

[Recette has questions she wants to ask, whys and whats, but honestly... she's not strong enough to not break out crying after everything.]

[breakingthrough]

[...she's not any good with this kind of thing, but...

She offers Recette a hug anyway. This has to be difficult for her. So... supporting her is the least she can do, even if it's awkwardly.]

[partyleader]

BB-kun... I want to ask you something, before...

[Before you go. Before they take you away to die...]

Even when I was practically accusing you... The only thing you had to say was that I would be good at writing shoujo manga. And you had such a mysterious look on your face.

I don't... understand. Why would you bother to tell me that?

[beyondmoe]

What was I thinking then.... You were on the right track sooner than anyone else, but despite the evidence you believed Dia did it. You said it was because she had faith in you. But the message came from B, so that idea was a fiction you were writing... full of idealism.

[He shrugs.]

It was a good try. It simply wasn't the time for me to confess that, then. None of you got to that stage.

EXECUTION: SECOND BEST

[raisingproject]

After his final words, Beyond Birthday will suddenly disappear from the trial area and a screen will appear for everyone to watch his execution...

Beyond Birthday wakes up in the middle of a black stone floor. As he pulls himself to his feet and the chains attacked to the shackles at his ankles, trips a wire. Sparks fly dropping to the ground and ignite a trial of fluid. The flames devour the path, following it in every direction until he's surrounded. There's no where to run. He's completely caged in.

But drawn on his palm hand is an arrow pointed up. He'd noticed it as the fire moved but hadn't bothered to with it. He looks up. The ceiling is on giant mirror. Despite the heat and rapidly declining oxygen, he still laughs at the giant flame carved BB.

Until the sound of bare feet on metal catches his attention. The video helpfully puts a name here for the viewers.

L, in old script. L watches BB in silence from the overhead walkway. Rocks and debris crash all around Beyond Birthday, altering the lines of flame. L points at the ceiling. Just as the fire closes in the mirrored ceiling explodes. Shards of mirror glass rain down like a hail of arrows shredding their target to ribbons. The fire makes work of the rest consuming it, blood and all as if it were all just more fuel. When it's over and the dust settles, only BB's eyes remain fixed on L.

L shuts his eyes and turns away, walking from the scene with one hand stuffed into a pocket. The view pans to BB's eyes and the number 0 over L's head.

And once that is done and over with, everyone will once again be teleported into the lobby. It's been a long day, you might as well get some rest.

[telecosmetic]

What the-[Eliza stumbles forwards when BB disappears from her grasp. She glances up, seeing the screen in front of her, and screams.]

No! Magical Metamorphosis! The Magnificent Mystical Mirage! [In a glimmer, she shifts into her magical girl form, before rushing forward in an attempt to punch the screen.]

[zackthekiller]

ELIZA!

[He's got his phone out, ready to change forms and pull her away.]

[It's a brutal execution, no doubt about that, but from what a fucked up psycho B turned out to be, Zack's got no remorse for him. Eliza, though...]

That's enough already!

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza is still going to fight, but he probably has height advantage over her, at least.] Why-why is he showing us this? Why do we have to watch it happening? At least-at least let me break it!

[breakingthrough]

...even so, he didn't deserve that. No one does.

[What sick person was behind all this, pitting people against each other. Hoping to murder them in this fashion.]

This is the kind of person we're facing.

[This was almost as great a feat as facing the Lord of Calamity himself. The malevolence in that person... she wondered how it would have matched up. She has to live if she wants to find out.]

[buylowsellhigh]

Wha-wha.... what the hecky was that!

[The sheer brutality of it all is enough to snap Recette out from her BSoDing. She's still crying messily and her voice is rather horse, but she sounds MAD.]

That's not a punishment that's....

[Overkill? Execution?]

that's!..... Really cruel! He may have killed Dia but he didn't deserve that! A-and... if we voted wrong... were you gonna do that still?!

[Seeing that was hard enough when she barely knew the guy. Seeing Lady Edna, Zack, or Eruna go out like that...]

Wh-why?!

[theotherother]

[At the risk of sounding lame and cliched, Kaine's seen death before. A lot of it. Most of it fairly messed up. After all, he's no real stranger to the more screwed up side of it himself, he used to burn his handprint into people's faces as a calling card.

But that's uh...

Honestly, probably one of the more messed up ones he's seen.]

What the fuck?!

[He doesn't have much else to say here, that was...that was pretty screwed up.]