week 8 - execution & aftermath

[vicedirector]

seven vices execution & aftermath ♫ sunday After everyone has voted, the paper and photos will disappear. Miata will usher everyone outside, only allowing them to grab their coats and weather-appropriate gear, and lead them to the bonfire. Floating in the middle of the flames, a list appears, clear as day. >Gather? victim   culprit cast setting rulebook

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[detanimetion]

[Undyne whirls around when she realizes Pridemom's teleported behind her, but isn't quite fast enough to block all her attacks. She tries to tank the hits as usual, but Satan's hits have depleted her health bar enough that she wavers and nearly falls to her knees under the onslaught, only being able to remain standing thanks to her spear.]

You don't know anything about pride! Anyone with even a smidgen of pride wouldn't just stand back and let you people use us a pawn while you commit atrocity after atrocity!

Protecting the people we love! Fighting back! Never giving up and accepting the fate we've been dealt! That's what true pride is about! Someone like you could never understand!

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[vicedirector]

Darling...you're speaking from a very mortal perspective. Have you wallowed in pride for seven millennia?

[ She swings down the blade again, again, again. Enough to reduce Undyne to a near-death state. It doesn't seem like her speech has made any effect on Pridemom, though.

She flips a lock of hair over her shoulder. ]

I am Lucifer of Pride...and for that reason, I won't be your executioner.

[ Another rapier materializes in the air, flying towards Satan. ]

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[vicedirector]

[ Satan shakily catches it, teleporting directly in front of Undyne. ]

You didn't need to do my dirty work for me. Honestly...

[ The blade presses against Undyne's neck, a bit sloppily--swordfighting obviously isn't Satan's expertise, but she's making do. ]

Any last words, noble warrior?

[detanimetion]

[Undyne clenches her fingers, desperately trying to call one last spear to her hand - but Lucifer's done her work well and she has no more magic to use. Finally, she just closes her eyes and smiles.]

Just one thing. I did make you afraid for a moment there, didn't I?

[If there's any blessing she can take from this situation, it's that her executioner is wounded and clearly not an expert swordsman. As fast as a striking snake, her right hand shoots out and grabs the blade, pulling it down from her neck and plunging it deep into her chest...and Satan's body closer to her along with it. Her left hand instantly comes up and wraps around Satan's neck, choking her with all the strength she has left.]

And if you can feel fear...then you can be killed.

[Her breath comes in rasping gasps before it finally shudders to a halt and her hand slowly slides down from Satan's neck. Undyne collapses to the ground, this time finally dead.]

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[vicedirector]

[ Satan lets out a scream of both surprise and frustration when Undyne grabs her--she sincerely hadn't expected that. And the motion of stabbing herself rather than waiting for Satan to stab her really gets her.

She struggles for a few seconds from having been taken so off guard, but once Undyne collapses, she screams again, louder and with more rage behind it. Just to twist the knife even further, she kicks the poor woman's corpse a few times before it inevitably turns into a pile of dust. ]

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[vicedirector]

[ Lucifer, on the other hand, has an expression of nothing but cold fury. ]

Don't. Try. Anything.

[ Both rapiers disappear into the night air, and she folds her arms. ]

We're leaving. Now.

[ Before Satan can react, the pride symbol on the ground envelopes them both.

Satan and Lucifer disappear in a flash of light, leaving behind a ruined town and a fallen guard. ]