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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[heartlands]

Apparently they will!

[messed up! he drags a hand through his hair, though it doesn't do anything to change how furious he looks.]

And of course whoever's doing this won't show their face.

[modissty]

A coward will be a coward to the core.

[Practically spitting that out. COME FIGHT HIM, BEAR. Or. Whoever else is responsible for this... BEAR!!

Honestly, listening to them apologize to each other while dealing attempted death blows is wild as hell he hates it here.]

[heartlands]

[he's still furious, but as this keeps dragging on and they keep exchanging blows...]

...This is awful.

[modissty]

[Meanwhile he's just getting MORE AND MORE KEYED UP. He's trying very hard to contain his fury so it doesn't spill out and get all over all the other angry and stressed participants, but his knuckles are white where he's gripping the hilt of his sword at his side.

He's silent, for now.]