WEEK 2: EXECUTION

[dormheads]

week two: execution

remaining students: 36

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 Rupert 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. No one is allowed to walk onto the field itself, except for Rupert who is already standing in the center, and 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.

"Will Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd please come to the field?"

Dimitri will immediately start walking, regardless if he wants to or not. A path will allow he to get there safely. No one else will be able to follow him; 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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EXECUTION

[dormheads]

[ The jumbotron will display everything so that even people seated far back can see. Before the execution starts, it flashes two images:

]

[heartlands]

[cool! he has no idea what this is.

still, as soon as everything begins, he's looking nervously over the side of the ship they both find themselves on, before he sees who's coming his way. after a few seconds of surprise:]

...No way. Come on.

[he's about to say something else, probably, given the stricken look on his face - before something falls out of the air and into his hands. he looks at it, puzzled, before he looks back towards dimitri.]

I don't... want to fight you.

[but based on the other expulsions he's seen, he's guessing neither of them are going to have much of a choice.]

PEANUT GALLERY

[dormheads]

[chevaliered]

[ hey!


shit! ]

[supercatty]

[. . . ANGRY TAIL LASH. WHY IS THIS A CLASH OF WINTERS!!]

[but she watches on with a dispassionate expression. or rather, an attempt at one, but the bristled fur and lashing tail kind of give her away]

[silentscout]

[Royalty on royalty violence...

But yeah, he's watching this. Even if he's been dreading it ever since the trial ended, he won't turn away.]

[illuminance]

Never a fair match, is it?

[katzepaw]

[Just standing here, then. Watching with a big ol' frown, arms crossed.]

[momming]

[ wow yeah just immediately clutching at her bag and looking like she's seconds away from pacing. It's fine. ]

And they're both still injured, aren't they...

[commandertoolbelt]

[ looks at the level

looks at who is entering the level ]

Well, that's not good.

[alitaba]

[ she's moaning about about this level being the worse ]

[duranduel]

[wow here's mandi! he's totally been here the entire time]

[and actually right now he's just...standing, looking exhausted and distant, before he just shakes his head, eyes watering.]

I...hope it goes quick...

[txt]

[




she leans towards whoever is closest to her, eyes wide.]

Did we ever explain ships to either of them...?

[disreguarded]

[ah. well.]

... Seems unfair but sure.

[overlimit]

[seeing the level...]

Wh, what the heck is that?

[steelo]

You've got to be fucking kidding me.

[ BAD!!! REALLY BAD. here is ichiro, arms folded, gripping the sides of his sleeves, tightly, first aid kit down by the ground at his feet just in case. he just looks furiously angry. ]

[branches]

I- Wasn't he the one most opposed to it being Rupert?

[THIS SEEMS CRUEL AND CALCULATED.]

[amain]

[ We are back again with still a lot of anger, but this time with a mix of sympathy and dread.

Who is ever happy here? No one. ]

[divineimpulse]

No!

[feytality]

[ biting her lip.......... her response seems weirdly muted, even , but she's clutching something in her hand like a lifeline ]

They always do pick.. the worst possible combinations, don't they?

[modissty]

[AIRSHIPS..... eyes narrow...

No he's just here watching with a grim sort of air and a carefully neutral expression, one hand resting against the hilt of his blade. Thanks school he hates this.]

[overshaded]

[ Kainé is tense. She is so, so tense, as she keeps her eyes on the screen.

Her arms are crossed in front of her, but it looks like if she could break herself in half with her grip, she would. ]

[ghoststrums]

[ yeah someone is remembering dimitri immediately trying to fight him for rupert's defense and grimacing.

seems about right with their patterns so far, which is to say, bad. ]

[arcsplainist]

[ There is, of course, some initial confusion over the... he thinks that's a plane? He's been told about them before, at least.

But for the most part, he simply sits and watches, a contemplative look on his face. ]

[foreversweaterweather]

[ Mabel is here too, looking devastated and hugging Waddles like an emotional support pig as she watches this. ]