WEEK 5 TRIAL...?

[foundationmods]

TRIAL

Even though there's no guilty party left alive, The Lady ushers you all upstairs anyway. She looks...odd, her eyes glazed over in an odd manner, her motions a bit sharper than normal.

There's still the box, but for some reason it feels...ominous...?

And though she says nothing, music begins to play in the room...


VICTIM:
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ROUND 3 VOTING

[foundationmods]

[Just like before, the Lady reads the votes.

And just like before, her voice rings out loud and clear.]

Solid Snake has been voted guilty. He was Innocent, and a Peasant.

[She twitches imperceptibly, looking over at Snake for a moment before shutting her eyes.]

T-There will b-b-b-be an exxxxx-ex-ex-execution. The executioner is

is

is me.

[She looks...like she's starting to hurt.]

Method of death - death - is immolation.

[Almost instantly, Snake and The Lady are on the other side of the room - where she pulls out an Aerosol can and a lighter, and -

Sets Snake on fire.

If they try to go over to him, to help - they'll find it's like he's encased in an invisible box, the smoke and flames confined to that one small area around him.

The Lady teleports back to her position, holding the ever present box.]

- Voting ends in 20 minutes.

Suicidal Talk

[imstuck]

[Phil stares at Snake's burning body in horror, then:]

... Alright.

[He stares right at everyone]

I don't wanna hear any of this moral shit. I don't care if "I should live because it's not wrong to vote for death"!

I fucking want everyone to vote for me. Right now. I refuse to be alive while everyone I care about dies a horrible death.

[resortghosts]

[CAN YALL STOP DYING FOR 5 SECONDS MEDIC IS HAVING A GHOST HEART ATTACK]

[imstuck]

[SORRY MEDIC!!!]

[whirlingmace]

[ She's crying because Snake... but she will walk over to put a hand on his arm. ]

I know... I know you're lonely. I'm not going to argue against it. Take care of Snakie over there, okay?

[imstuck]

[Phil rests a hand on Cinque's, and offers her a weak, sad smile.]

Thanks kid.

You... take care of that monster in your head or whatever's going on there.

[jumpedtheshark]

W-well... if you say so...

[As long as it's not Vanitas, Roxas, Cinque, Blue Angel, Owain, or herself being voted for, tbh.]

[latebluemer]

Snake-san...

[She's approached as close as she can to the box before the heat of the contained flames and the... immolation... force her to turn back and put her face into her hands. She didn't want any of this and there's nothing she can do to stop it. Twenty minutes. Twenty minutes.

She looks up at Phil, wiping her eyes.]

Are you all going to go like this?

[imstuck]

I'm the least useful of the bunch, aren't I? It's only fair if I volunteer.

[maskarang]

... Fine. This once—and only this once—I'll vote for a volunteer. [ but he still thinks they need a better method ]

[imstuck]

Thank you for not trying to argue.

[He really is thankful, despite it all.

[justfists]

... How long is this going to go on?

[quietly.]

Are you waiting for us to run out of volunteers?

[resortghosts]

[ Ghost buddy feels an awful lot like he's shaking now, but he's still here. ]

[justfists]

[SHE'S STILL NOT VOLUNTEERING, DON'T WORRY GHOST BUDDY. at least, who knows.]

[dolleyed]

With how fucking insane everyone here is, will that even happen before we're down to like 5 people?

[justfists]

... I think it will.

I think most of us don't want to die, and don't like death.

And if we do, we care about the people who are left enough to not volunteer our own lives or theirs so carelessly.

SUDDENLY

[foundationmods]

[One of the tablets lets out a ding.

Exactly one tablet.

Owain's tablet.]

[swordhandled]

[ he figured it was going to come to this. pulls out his tablet and quickly looks at what's on it ]

[foundationmods]

[Well there sure is a message on it for him.

He might want to be careful about letting anyone see it, though.]

[whirlingmace]

[ WHAT ARE YOU DOING OWAIN SHE HAS CONCERNS ]

[jumpedtheshark]

Snake? Snake! Snaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaake!

[Wow, that immolation brings back memories.]

[13thpromise]

[ That...sure happened.

He doesn't think he can look, so let's not do that. ]

[jumpedtheshark]

[There's a mildly distressed noise and Tsumugi steps in front of Roxas to try and block the sight of Snake becoming bbq. Her hand gravitates to the side of her skirt, the feeling of a certain weapon underneath bringing some semblance of comfort.]

[enter_the_darkness]

[ ... Just puts a hand on his upper arm. He's actually tensing up the tiniest bit, but... still watching. ]

[latebluemer]

[She's too close to the firebox to be able to help, but she glances back at him after she's wiped her eyes and had a moment to figure out what to do with Phil. They've both fought with Snake. She... can't get it completely, because she's not him, but she still...

This is the worst.]