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And that's a wrap...and swoop
"Alright alright alright! You nerds have had your fun, already. But I am a busy bear. And I want to see someone bleed, you got it?"
"So, did you get it right, wrong? Oh, who cares: One of you will die horribly, either way, right? Upupupupu~"
"Let’s tally our votes once again, with feeling, hmm? Which of you bastards will get the axe this time?"
Two Steps Back || Kagefu || Execution Reaction
"..."
He couldn't really say anything. Undoubtedly Kagefu had preferred when he fainted before the execution, because having to witness such a horrible spectacle...
It wasn't something anyone wanted to see, regardless of how twisted or awful they were. True, Kagefu almost snapped at Robin as well, but he couldn't again, he had to get a hold of himself, he had to do SOMETHING worth while, and after that trial...
Shaking his head, he left the trial room, left the body, left everything behind him. Of course, he took one last glance behind him. He couldn't just... Leave them there, could he?
He had taken so much time before, just to do that... And now that Robin...
Tsubame Tsukuda...
But then he really left. Kagefu had to put all this behind him, just like before, just like with Chihiro and M. With Umbriel-san and Amano-san's injuries, with everything that had happened, it all had to go behind him, or he'd just break again.
And here, that wasn't something he could afford.
"I... I am sorry..."
And then it was gone. The trial room, the execution, the yelling and betrayal of the trial. Gone.
Hopefully for good.
Sumi | reaction post
"Fuck that noise,"
Sumi wouldn't be done crying anytime soon. And while she was trying to control herself so as not to upset anyone and just try not being plain damn suspicious, objects would start flying around as soon as she was in a room by herself.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Tsukuda didn't deserve to die, no one did, even if most people weren't particularly good - herself included. Monobear's little game would end in everyone's fucking death. And being Zeta really, really, really, really, really, really, REALLY sucked. And being the poor ten year old stuck in that virtual hellhole.
Raceday|Aelois|Execution Reaction
Aelois was still slightly numb, but clarity was returning.
Her nose still hurt and her shirt was bloodied and ruined. She watched the duel unfold between Mangaka and Mathmetician. Back and forth and yet no blood.
A hollow duel, though they fight for their lives. That may make it less hollow? Perhaps.
The Execution plays next, a race. A trampling. How she wants to look away. How she wants to cry.
No. She respected Robin. So she will watch them die.
And no one will be able to say she is not without due respect.
Hoofbeats crush a skull and shatter a spine. God how her nose hurt.
Dragging Her Off | Hoshi | Execution Reaction | ATTN: Kohori
This was sick.
Hoshi stands there as Robin and Zeta get pulled off. She defaulted, because she's not going to vote for anyone ever, and was basically too distracted by angry dubstep princesses. However, there's a long, dark moment where she exhales shakily into Kohoris' ear, before she bites her bottom lip, sliding herself down so she can't see the screen.
"I don't like this." She mumbles unhappily into Kohoris back.
However, once dismissed by Monobear, Hoshi takes a step back, one hand still tucked onto the other girls' shirt, before she glances at the elevator. "... come on." She says, softly. Thankfully, she plans on going back to Kohoris' room rather than her own, otherwise there would be a very awkward conversation about why Aki Sato is rifling through her dresser drawers for a condom.
Or not.
Hey, You, Whatcha Gonna Do - Robin - Trial 2.4
Robin heard the tally from behind their podium, their laughter dying down. It was only when it came to a stop that Monobear had revealed the tally. Robin got the top vote. Robin won. There were immediate apologies from a couple of people, and of course Minerva and Zeta had to stick their noses in.
"Stop your goddamn bitchin'," Robin piped up from behind their podium. They struggled to get on their knees. Hoisting themself up was a challenge but it was eventually done. The Statistician's legs were locked together, still shaking and ready to give up. They rested heavily on the podium, glaring at everyone.
"I don't need your goddamned sympathies, you fuckin' murderers. Pick the mentally ill kid? Pick the disabled kid? What the fuck is wrong with you people?" Robin looked to see Zeta trying to bait them. Minerva instantly backed her up, asking to fight. In an instant Robin knew what to do. They smiled ravenously, cocking their head to grin in Minerva's direction.
"Fight you? Fight you?? You would be honored to fight me," Robin said slyly. "If there was a chance I could lose to you, I couldn't just give you the satisfaction. Your big ego would just condemn another innocent person to death. If you haven't guessed by now Minerva, I don't play fair. I play to win. I always win.
"So if I'm gonna die I'm gonna get the biggest fuckin' chance to ruin you as much as I can. It's a little game I like to play called Mutually Assured Destruction. When your chips are down and you're down to your last dollar, you make sure that if you lose, so does everyone else. So I'll let you take a wild guess as to how you and me are gonna play this game."
We fucked up again. Seriously. Akira Re: Results
You've got to be fucking kidding. Again. How the fuck are we doing that. Are we really that stupid. Akira was frustrated. Hell he was so sure they had it. Oh well fuck it. You and your friends are safe, for now at least. Honestly, that's all that matters at this point. Sure you may have sentenced an innocent person to death, but fuck it. They'll get over it.
AND WELCOME TO THE JAM - Robin - Trial 2.3 (@Minerva)
"You're just as guilty as I am, you bitch! You and everyone else is intent on sentencing innocent people to death. So I'm justified right!? Justified in wanting to win the goddamn sick game, where people vote for the mentally ill and the physically disabled!? LOOK AT YOURSELVES AND YOUR F I L T H." Robin hissed at Minnie. Their palms were getting sweaty, making the podium hard to hang onto.
"Hang me fuckin' high, if you want. That's my fate now isn't it!? But the murders don't stop, and this murderer you're setting free has one more chance to escape. So you're all fuckin' boned!"
The Statistician started laughing viciously, and raucously. Their entire body shook with their laughter. They ended up slumping to the floor behind their poodium, too weak to hold on anymore. The laughing did not cease.
