WEEK 0: EXECUTION

[dormheads]

week 0: execution

remaining students: 41

Wow. Weekends sure are wild.

Whatever time everyone wakes up this Sunday morning, they'll see a message on their phones, much like the previous day. This one states:

The expulsion of Kaoruko Hanayagi will take place at the Athletics Field at 1PM.

When the time comes, there will be no mysterious compulsion to head over there. It seems like this event isn't a mandatory one to attend. Everyone who does make their way to the stadium will see that the field has changed into something, uh, a little different, with some music playing in the background. No one is allowed to walk onto the field itself, except for Kaoruko who is already standing in the center, and everyone will have to immediately get onto the stands to take a seat.

Once it hits 1PM, a voice will ring out from some kind of speaker system.

"A challenger approaches! Will Otome Yanagiya please come to the field?"

Otome will immediately start walking, regardless if she wants to or not. A path will allow her to get there safely. No one else will be able to follow her; while there isn't a physical barrier stopping them, they'll find that they simply cannot move their feet to step onto the same path.

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[ghoststrums]

[ it means yamato bumps into him, but he figures out the problem pretty easily and he grabs at taichi's arm ]

This shit again?!

[ [yamato voice] how come we can't stop the execution in this murdergame wtf ]

[goalsides]

[screaming! and by screaming i mean there's a frustrated noise as he tries to walk again to no avail. yamato has his arm and now they're both standing so he looks at the field as the stage begins to move.]

...it really is a death match. [what the FUCK.]

[ghoststrums]

[ he'll just. keep hold of taichi for a second? ]

... I don't think she meant to swing. Are they being controlled?

[goalsides]

[that's fine, yamato can have his arm while internal screaming intensifies.]

What did I say last night?

[ghoststrums]

They did it to force us back into the dorms, but this...

[ just how much of a say into everything do they even have? ]

[goalsides]

[he doesn't have an answer. he goes quiet when otome's bat swings and he keeps his eyes on the field. the answer's pretty obvious to him. they don't get much of a say when it comes to stuff like this.

what a mess. he doesn't bother sitting down though so he'll just stand here and watch and be furious they can't do anything about it.]

[ghoststrums]

[ they will just stand here consumed with rage for the rest of the evening ]

[goalsides]

[they sure will! don't like this! he doesn't try to shake yamato off of his arm but he does inch slightly closer as they continue to watch.

wow. sure does fucking suck not to be able to do anything this time.]

[ghoststrums]

[ yamato lets go once taichi moves closer, more because he's busy clenching his fists than anything and he would probably break his arm. can they even hear what the girls are saying. im going to say they can, because--

otome's plea as she jumps is kind of fucking terrible! ]

... Damn it...!

[ he's shaking. it's mostly rage! mostly. ]

[goalsides]

[he flinches a little upon hearing that, especially considering what he told yamato last night and it means there's an even deeper frown.

...but even with yamato's fists clenched, taichi's hand bumps against his briefly. this isn't okay in the slightest, but also, yamato your rage. (as if taichi's not equally pissed judging by how his jaw's clenched.)]

[ghoststrums]

[ yamato's hand twitches briefly at the contact before he curls it into a fist and just keeps looking.

since that is apparently the cool kid thing to do ]