week 2 - 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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[stupidly]

[There's another very undignified sound when the wind is practically KNOCKED OUT OF HIM BY THIS HEAVYASS ROBOT ARM that's apparently out for his life, but ugh, he's free soon...

And there goes Rhys, rolling off into the snow. Good bye, Rhys...]

—Are you okay? What's happening?!

[jackhole]

[ rhys is desperately digging into the snow with his flesh hand and sort of curling up to try and keep his arm from dragging him off into hell, but it's making a valiant effort. good job, arm! way to ruin this entire day for him! ]

My arm is going crazy. I don't know why!

[ except gilbert is a victorian who probably doesn't know the intricacies of having an arm that's also a super computer. this will go... well?! no. ]

[stupidly]

[Gilbert definitely has no idea what a super computer arm means. He just knows that Rhys' arm looks weird?? And now it's apparently going turbo trying to kill him and everyone around him?!]

Is it possessed—?! [Oh my god what was it that Selena had said earlier--] Is it cursed.

[Gilbert Nightray: Not Helping 2k16.]

[jackhole]

[ you know what, that's an unfair assessment when his arm is generally pretty nice the rest of the time! heck, sometimes it even helps them! this is a collective responsibility when it comes to rhys' arm and he doesn't appreciate it being called cursed. ]

Things don't just get cursed, Gilbert! That isn't a thing that just happens!

[ rhys, you're in murdertown, lithuania. sometimes these things happen. ]

[stupidly]

[Which is EXACTLY WHAT HE POINTS OUT--]

Isn't this entire town a curse?! You should— ask Miata about it, maybe! Maybe she knows why it's doing that!

[Or maybe she'll just laugh rudely at Rhys as his arm tries to beat him up.]

[jackhole]

[ probably that last one and even rhys knows it. he just looks baffled at gilbert before hissing out at him: ]

Miata is a crazy witch and would never help me.

[ and it's as if his arm knows he's shittalking miata because it just sort of swings forward and rhys is taken with it, landing face first in the snow. whoops! ]

[stupidly]

[Oops, there goes Rhys... Gilbert scrambles up and over because clearly he can't be left alone to die in the snow!]

She might! Or, er— well, she might not... But what other option do you have?

[Reaching for the arm that isn't freaking out to try helping him up...]

[jackhole]

I don't know! I don't know, man. Oh god.

[ rhys is grateful for gilbert's help and grabs for his hand with his flesh hand. except it seems like his robot hand gets jealous and immediately swings upwards, closing in a fist to aim right for gilbert's stomach. oh my god?? oh dear. ]

-- Watch out!

[ please don't go flying, fellow beanpole ]

[stupidly]

[Ah, robot hand jealousy. This is an experience he could have gladly gone without!

BUT TRAGICALLY, IT ENTERS HIS LIFE ON THIS DAY... He doesn't go flying too badly, since he's surprisingly heavy and hard to kick around for a beanpole (Break is a much better option if you really want to see someone go sailing...), but he does just... kind of... you know, fly off to the side a bit and land in a snowdrift with a graceless WHUMP and a strangled:]

HRGF—

[At which point he just lies there because wow, being punched with a robot arm hurts?! THAT HURTS A LOT. Good thing he has his Mysterious Durability.]