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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Comments

[astika]

[chandra listens to the voice calling out to lu bixing, his expression more contemplative than impassive now at least.

he doesn't react in any particular way when the sword cuts into lu bixing, or into four, but quietly—]

... An even more grotesque display of sadism than last week.

[terrible either way, but at least there was some dignity to be had in bucky and hunter's match, as two people willing to fight and channel their fears into anger rather than despair and grief.]

[reignite]

[ her hand shakes as she watches the scene, but her expression remains distant. distant like someone so accustomed to observing, monitoring, to only watching from afar but unable to have a direct hand in it.

unlike the emotions running through the others, pushing them to the barrier and trying. she stays where she is, keeping herself on the outside. this Scenario is not hers. even if she wants to help. her voice is quiet, distant still. ]

It's going to be like this every week. [ isn't it? she has seen so much in her lifetime, but even she can still be affected by it, but for those who haven't lived as long as she has.. their pain is much fresher. hurts so much more. she looks onto them all, a little heartbroken. ]

[astika]

[...

chandra glances away from the scene to observe uriel for a bit. in some ways, it's familiar. there are always two types of deity figures, it seems—those like chandra, who have long since been derided as having a heart of ice, and those like uriel, who can never fully let go of their own.

then he looks away again, turning his attention back to four and lu bixing.]

So it is. [...] Even knowing that won't help the people here prepare themselves.