First Execution

[lesmodsalouette]

Execution

Ish, your local Witch of Ruin, promised a conclusion to his carnival. So it should come as no surprise that when the clocks strike noon on Sunday, you find yourself magically transported into the Promenade of Reflexion. The hall has been perfectly restored, the glass prismatic and shining, as it was before death befell you. There is only one addition you will find specially for today: a beautiful row of ornamental chairs on the right side of the long hallway. With their handstitched hyperealistic animal patterns, they seem a little too fancy to be meant for actual use, but don't let that stop you from sitting comfortably.

But whether or not you decide to sit or stand, you'll all soon make the same observation. All mirrors, regardless of their position in the room, are reflecting two individuals perfectly. A reflection not of here, but of a grassy field somewhere. The first figure is Chu Wenshan and the second figure is too blurry to make out, though it grows clearer by the second.

Any attempt to leave the Hall or to try to enter the mirrors themselves is fruitless; you are mere observers to this battle to the death. Strangely, the Witch you've come to hate isn't seated with you. Instead, dark and purple snakes encircle the perimeter in his stead.

(( OOC: Welcome to your Execution! The comment section is split into two parts. The actual execution subheader is solely for the executioner and culprit, while the audience subheader is for all your reaction needs as that thread unfolds! ))

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[siffriend]

[ ...

Everyone's so quiet... But it isn't as if Siffrin's much of a talker in the first place anyway, the other night (morning?) an anomaly as their suitemates can attest. They hadn't really listened to The Witch the first time he'd appeared, but slowly over the days after they'd come to understand it. All rituals needed something. Wishes did, prayers did -- it's part of magic. Sacrifice isn't unusual, really...

... but people isn't right, by most standards.

(It'd be fine if it were you, but only if you could come back like normal.

You don't know if you can. If your Crafts don't work, then... that curse, or whatever it is, doesn't either; it was just the world that looped, and you were trapped outside is as much as they're trapped within.

Still. If you had to do it to break the loop, would you?) ]

[siffriend]

[ A sword is for protecting others.

(You think of your dagger, never once turned on your family members.)

And yourself?

(You think of that, too.)

...

A soft exhale. Chu Wenshan is swallowed after being played with like a mouse, and Siffrin tugs their hat down in some form of respect, maybe. They don't regret their vote, boring as it is to The Witch. ]