Week 2: Execution

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week 2:

 

execution

Sunday morning starts off quietly enough, almost peaceful after the events of the past few days. Today, the alarm on everyone's phone starts at 12 PM, with a reminder of the execution to take place at 1 PM at the stadium. Unlike the Saturday notifications, however, this is the only reminder you get. It appears that attendance is not mandatory this time.

Well. Not for all of you, anyway. One of you feels a compulsion to head to the stadium, heading straight inside and following the staff to ready themselves for what's to come. All others who arrive at the stadium, hero or civilian, are led to spectator seating.

As the clock strikes 1 PM, Hans walks into the arena. On the opposite end of the field, Hung steps out to greet them. As long as they both live, neither will able to leave the area, nor will any outsiders be able to enter.

You don't have to watch, of course. That's your choice. But with the event being broadcast all over the city, it may be hard to avoid. In-person or across town, everywhere is buzzing with gossip of the newly discovered villain about to face justice. Regardless of where you go or whether you choose to watch, the only thing to do now is wait.

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EXECUTION

[becomemod]

PEANUT GALLERY

[becomemod]

[iamprettygreat]

[Sigrun is watching, pretty grim. Today is going to be once another day she hates, she can tell already. There she is, really tense, looking towards the field, definitely not in mood for conversation]

[selfdestructs]

[ hey what the fuck ]

[hanaban]

[ front row seats gripping the guardrail like a kid at their very first major league baseball game

one day I'll be up before 10am Sunday but today is not the day ]

[stunwhistle]

[fucking excuse me



he's probably gripping nico's hand way too hard right now]

[floridas]

[ hahahahah






HEY WHAT THE FUCK!? she just has her eyes glued to the entire to the situation below, body tense and fingers curled into her palms. ]

Idiot...

[foreverphantom]

[ Danny is here, looking a little tired, but still attentive. his face is pinched--not quite looking angry or sad, but just tense. and also his hand is bandaged.

he's fine. this is fine. ]

[selfdestructs]

[ holds her hand… ]

[wispons]

[ whisper is here and everything is terrible ]

[myadsharp]

[Hans gives the arena a quick look-over, absorbing the dimensions of the place and the crowd from this angle, then grins the sharp grin from the end of trial.]

Nyahihi... Now this's more my speed than a stuffy courtroom. Still, can't say I'm a fan o' fightin' as a show fer other people.

[Said lightly, before he drops to all fours (why not) and bounds over to the stack of equipment in the arena. Stabbing implements before greetings, apparently, since he fishes out some knives without any particular fanfare -- and only then does he return to the center of the arena, twirling them like the circus show he'll claim he isn't.

Waves to his big fluffy opponent in the middle of tossing one of the knives--]

Yer really an unlucky one, aren't ya? Gettin' dragged into cat business all the time. But it's goin' to be the final one fer one of us, so better get yer head in the game, Hung. [an easy crouch, moving into a really weird position that apparently still allows him to mess around with his knives, tail swaying in the breeze] I challenge ya to a duel to the death.

[spiritconsulting]

[oh...]

[sharkgirl]

[is this the first time she's been here i think it might be

anyway hi, she hates it here. the furry community is in shambles.]

[ballies]

[ this sucks, everything is terrible. but hey, at least tama looks hot on this, the day a furry dies. ]

[inquired]

[ hmmm.

well, temenos is here. staff at his back, hands folded in his lap, just watching with his usual calm, placid expression. it's not quite what he was expecting? but if anyone can hold their own, it'll be hung.

every now and then he glances over the crowd, including any citizens, but otherwise seems to be focused on the events down below.

... at least the sport appears to be dueling and not. something ridiculous this time. ]

[becomemod]

[Why is! One of their Oxen there?! Dislike!]

[floridas]

[ she will allow it and squeeze. she is just. so focused right now i'm so sorry... ]

[querencias]

[ adlet's here obviously and he just smiles. huffs out a laugh that's mostly empty but that's the mood. ]

Of course it's something like this.

[doghouse]

[ well, damn. can honestly say he didn't see this coming.

datz is once again standing with his back against a wall somewhere, arms crossed. ]

[foreverphantom]

[ oh my god is it really

anyway hi nimona i'm assigning danny sitting next to her, let's get this bread (where the bread is watching a friend kill a teammate) ]

[squelching]

[ah.

(telltale voice) this action will have consequences .]

... He really likes his monologues, huh?

[inquired]

[ that alone is a consequence for death ]

Doesn't he?

[squelching]

[she sits here.]

... Hung's going to be okay.

[sharkgirl]

[SHE WAS IN JAIL FOR THE FIRST ONE AND ON STAGE FOR THE SECOND HELP

it's fine she doesn't seem to mind this, she just glances at him and reaches to pat his arm before looking back over the field, mostly focused on hung.]

[rizomata]

[ rita tenses when she sees who the opponent is. ]