Take Responsibility.

[kingmakereffect]

And once the allotted time for investigating comes to a close, those elevator doors at the end of the first-floor corridor open up; the ride down is fast, smooth, and understandably tense as far as atmosphere goes. You're down to less than half of your original number. The doors slide open and the podium circle comes into view, standing stark against the black-walled courtroom and encircling that pit in the center; Misa and Aqua have joined the ranks of the deceased, photographs in greyscale watching the proceedings from their podiums draped in black. Of course and as always, the deceased aren't the only ones watching; the Kingmaker will make his presence known once everyone has settled at their podium, his voice sounding out through the room for all to hear. "Resilient has been taken from you. Maybe this time the guilty party will actually succeed at fulfilling Rule Seven, seeing as this is the sixth try and all. Whether they manage it is up to the rest of you." Thirteen Survivors remain. However many will be down by the end of the day is up to you.

Comments

[isafraid]

[The execution comes and goes, and it's almost beautiful. Speedwagon, being right beside Sigrun, is summarily surprised when Sigrun decides to try and smash her podium.

All he can do... is watch her in shocked silence. He'll stay here for a little while longer. In case anything worse happens today.]

I'm sorry, Sigrun.

[captainobnoxious]

[did you see that she got fucking tackled she is

Perfectly okay. Let her just. Push her hair back and wave her hand.]

It's-- fine. It's whatever, actually, don't worry. He... chose it himself, he knew the risks and... stuff.

[... Bet he didn't fucking expect to feel the way he did though.]

So. Let's... [...] Let's go celebrate the living. Like usual. And stuff.

[isafraid]

[Yes that certainly is a hug pile in the making that you're in the middle of, Sigrun.

He's... not going to say anymore, but, alight. She's getting a pat on the shoulder. Speedwagon hugs aren't what she needs on top of that.]

Right, he did.

[Certainly a glamorous death. A Death by Glamour.]

We'll throw something together, we often do.