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mahouiku2017-04-09 07:47 pm
raisingproject) wrote in mahouiku2017-04-09 07:47 pm
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☆ WEEK THREE ( EXECUTION )
Execution
Sunday, Week 3
Victim
Culprit
At exactly 8 PM, the music abruptly stops and the votes are eventually revealed:
- Zack: -
Tamamo-no-Mae: 12
Seraphina: 1
Zange: -
Joshua: -
Abstain: 1
"Congratulations, pon! It looks like you've managed to find yourself the culprit, Tamamo-no-Mae, pon. The culprit will be allotted her last words before he is punished for her actions, pon. There was one abstain, but... I'll let it slide this time, as an early Easter gift, pon."
14 REMAIN
↪️️LOCATIONS
↪️️ROOMING ASSIGNMENTS
↪️️PROFILES
↪️️TASKS
↪️️ITEMS
↪️️PRIVATE CONVERSATIONS
↪️️BACK TO THE NETWORK?
↪️️FAV CONTACT
↪️️BONUS AC
↪️️ROOMING ASSIGNMENTS
↪️️PROFILES
↪️️TASKS
↪️️ITEMS
↪️️PRIVATE CONVERSATIONS
↪️️BACK TO THE NETWORK?
↪️️FAV CONTACT
↪️️BONUS AC
FINAL WORDS
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Oh, really, what's the point of asking? Of course not. I only have one thing to say.
2/2
Eat my Demon Exorcism Fist, you useless dog!! If I could undo that spell, I'd let you die right here!
[Some die in dignity.
Some go down in flames.]
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Well, too bad! She's living, you tried to fuck us over, you pay the price.
Goodbye, you little shit.
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[It's petty, he knows, but still.]
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Hmph. I'd like to see you try. I will not be so easily defeated. Your trechery was your own undoing.
[
........
Seraphina nurses her own wound with a deep frown on her face.]
However... thanks to you, Sir Killia is yet safe. So at the very least you were good for something.
EXECUTION: NINE-TAILED CAKE
When her eyes open, on both sides of her are various giant baking supplies. She starts to panic and tries to flee, but unfortunately, whoever's working in the kitchen decided to encase her entire body in a block of white fondant. She's not going anywhere anytime soon.
Which is good because someone has some work to do today, so a pair of hands appear, grabbing Tamamo and a knife from the supplies on the counter. Immediately, it gets to work, trimming away and shaving fondant off, getting closer and closer to jabbing the culprit, but never quite cutting that deep. Faster and faster the hands go, as Tamamo starts to get dizzy from watching it, and just like that...it's done, and Tamamo's received yet another costume change.
From there, the knife's put back on the counter, and Tamamo's carried out of the kitchen, and placed where any cake figurine belongs. On top of a cake. Her eyes look back and forth, she can't move, so that's about all she can do, only to gaze upward at a red blade coming down to cut the cake, and then she gazes downward, at the fact that she's been placed right in the center of the cake.
She starts to look back up again, but the blade comes down, cutting Tamamo right down the middle, and into the cake. It's not over yet though as both the cake and Tamamo continue to be sectioned off, until it's been split into nine equal pieces, each one with their very own piece of Tamamo decorating the top.
It probably doesn't help that the cake is served for everyone here to eat. Enjoy!
Not here, kind of
You too, Zack.]
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But she'll feed you to any stray dogs she sees.]
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[Excuse him while he throws up at the sight of it.]
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[Excuse Recette as she dry heaves into the fountain.]
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He actually gives his piece of cake a fraction of a second of contemplation. But since this trial has already left a sour taste in his mouth, he wouldn't find any satisfaction in this particular cake. Something tells him it wouldn't taste that great. ...for completely different reasons than the others might come up with, mind.
He also finds himself contemplating what the morgue's going to be like tomorrow...
Goodbye, Tamamo.]
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But when the cake is offered, she pushes it away.]
...no thanks. I've had quite enough for today.
[Of everything, really. She's just exhausted.]
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...and wants no part of that cake because what the fuck.]
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[She's still holding onto her piece of cake while also trying not to look at it because it feels strange just to trash it when... yeah.]
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[BUT HE SAID IT ANYWAY.]
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[Truth be told, she'd have found it more intriguing had he felt no remose about it, but this is what you get when you talk to Good People. She's quiet for a long moment.]
This is so silly of me, but I don't know what to do with this cake... it feels wrong to just throw it away.
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I don't have a clue. I just put the plate on the ground, but I can't tell you that's the right thing to do.
[Are they supposed to have a funeral or something now? He really has no idea.]
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....that doesn't feel quite right either, but I don't know what would.
[Seemingly hesitant, she puts her plate down as well.]
Left like this... she'd just become trash. [...Not exactly unfitting in Dahlia's opinion, but her opinion does not count.]
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[...cake funeral, maybe? No, that sounds weird.]
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[A pause.]
I'll miss her a little. I know you didn't like her though.
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[Actually, he'll stop, and try to figure out what he wants to say.]
I don't like a lot of people.
[...wow, that came out wrong.]
It's just...I don't know. Last week pissed me off and she always seemed really...fake. Still, she didn't deserve that.
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...well, you were right about that part. I only felt she was self absorbed, I didn't see it coming to this.
[...She's lying here, but nobody has to know.]
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[He might be a bad judge of character. A really bad judge of character sometimes, but still, even when he had the power to see the future, he's pretty sure he would've missed the part where Tamamo would've bashed someone's face in like that.]
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[She just shakes her head here.]
I suppose there's no use in talking about it more. What happened to Miss Nanami was sad and.. I can't imagine anyone deserved her fate either.
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[Actually, no, he can think of a few people, but he's not going to say that.]
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[Maybe it's the cake being involved, but Taiki feels bile burn at his throat. He doesn't throw up, but it takes all of his strength not to. Maybe it's more the fact that the last time Taiki had seen cake, delicious as it had been, he'd had to shovel it down his throat for a goal that ended up being a trap all along. And, ironically, had tied in with what had happened to Akari, so maybe this is all just some sick joke he hasn't been clued in on yet.
Funny, that. Because he isn't laughing at all. Just extremely disgusted and guilty for sentencing another person to death.]
I'm sorry... Tamamo...
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[ It's her turn now to repay the debt of last week, isn't it? While she isn't good at comforting others in the way of a hug, she can instead stand next to him. ]
We'll stop this game. We'll defeat the mastermind and end it all.
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[Both the cake and bound Akari from the past and present are still mingling together in his mind's eye, making him feel sick - but the moment he hears her, it gets a little easier to breathe. Taiki isn't expecting to see her so close by, either, but some of the tension leaves his shoulders once he does.]
Thank you... You're right. I'm sorry I let myself forget a minute. I can't afford to let myself get held back by this, even if it's hard. [His hands clench into fists at his sides.] We'll definitely stop them. We'll find a way.
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[ If he lets her, Zange will lean against his shoulder, just a little bit. ]
I panicked quite a bit after last week's execution. And for the motive, too. But now that ane-sama is alright, I don't have to worry as much. I'll be strong again. Especially for you, Taiki-kun.