WEEK ONE: EXECUTION

[hellscapes]

Hello, deadlings.

Ha. Ha ha.

Yesterday was a wild chain of events, wasn't it? Nine hours is a long time to work, but you solved the case and voted for the correct culprit. Lucky you. But the weekend "fun" isn't over just yet.

On Sunday morning, you'll soon hear a sound coming from the dock. There's a large ferry waiting for you, and even if you resist you'll eventually find yourself compelled to climb aboard and set off on a short voyage. The islands around you look fairly blurry, but you don't go very far before you stop at a slab of land with two large buildings stationed. You won't be able to look at the one on the right now, the one you've come to know as the trial bar. Instead, your feet navigate you to the building on the left as the door creaks open. On your way in, you notice some posters hung beside the door, advertising today's event.

Inside is a bar. It's pretty swanky in comparison to the others you've seen, tables and chairs arranged comfortably for everyone to have a seat and spread out however they'd like. The bar is fully stocked with all kinds of alcohol along with an arrangement of bar food for anyone who's feeling a bit peckish. At the head of the room, there appears to be a stage washed in red lights with a wide area for performances.

At a table in the corner all six demons are gathered around.

-Bloody Mary and Midori are seated together, staring intensely at the stage.
-Blue Hawaiian and Malibu Sunset are draped over each other, phones in hand and slightly covered by Cosmopolitan.
-Rosé is seated nearby, looking impatient.

As you find your seats and get yourself something to drink, darkness begins to fill the bar and a banner unfurls over the stage.

TODAY'S PERFORMER:
FOUR
10AM
Enjoy the show

No matter where you look, you will find that Four is not amongst you. But there isn't time to look further before the lights dim and the curtains draw.

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[selfdestructs]

[ THIS IS WACK.

fumbles over to him. ]

[awol]

No...

[ he grips the side of the table and it creaks. hi d.va. ]

[selfdestructs]

[ dad is angy. as he should be! dva hates this, but she's gonna just stay here now.

carefully sweeps he glass away from him and just stares at the stage. ]

Why him...

[awol]

I don't know.

[ he's focused on the stage now, hand balled in a fist as he stays close to her. he's silent. breath held. ]

[selfdestructs]

[ looks at that tag to kura. he may have his pain hang, I GUESS, but dva will still place a hand on his arm... eyes focusing on the stage. ]

He...he'll be alright, Lin.

[ she is trying, but the fear is there. ]

[awol]

The kit... [ the medical kit ] we'll have it ready for him.

[ he will return. he must return.

this is what it feels like. he knows it is. it's just a fraction of it and his heart is in his throat. ]

[selfdestructs]

[ her eyes widen as the shadows creep in ]

What is that...

[ spooky scary. hateful. ]

[awol]

[ he is Silent. that voice. and then... ]

Go back to hell, you old Persian cat...

[selfdestructs]

[ she winces as the sword swings down and four screams ]

C'mon Lulu....

[ squeezes ljh's arm, gently. ]

[awol]

[ he murmurs softly. ]

She doesn't sound in control... [ as he watches four shriek like a baby???? hello??? ]

[selfdestructs]

[ there it is. the sword comes down and buries itself in lbx's shoulder and dva gasps loudly, hands coming up to cover her mouth. ]

No....

[awol]

Bixing! [ as the sword comes down!!! great! woohoo! this fucking blows!!!

he takes a hand, carefully holding d.va's shoulder, keeping her close and steady. ]

[selfdestructs]

[ i didn't reply fast enough, damb. so long ljh. dva just watches him sprint off, looks back to the stage, then to the barrier party. and after a moment goes to join them. ]