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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[antline]

Well, that I knew. It's salty.

[siffriend]

[ ...

This isn't the time, but the urge to pun is so strong. ]

Do you know where sweetwater comes from?

[antline]

Water can be sweet?

[siffriend]

Yup. It's where we get sugar from.

[antline]

Is that so....

[TAKING THIS SERIOUSLY]

[siffriend]

[ All Siffrin has done today is LIE. ]

So we get salt from saltwater in the sea, and sugar from sweetwater in the far north where it snows. [ ... Sorry Yoru-- ] It makes for an ice treat.

[antline]

Oh! Yes. Ice cream is sweet. So that's how its done. How interesting.

[ICE CREAM FACTS....]

[siffriend]

[ (...

You feel as if he's taking this really seriously. Uh oh. Well, it's probably fine.) ]

Yeah. They make sugar cubes out of blocks of snow, too. Like igloos.

[antline]

Blocks of snow are water. That doesn't make any sense.

[siffriend]

That's loose snow that's been packed. Hardened snow that forms over hundreds of years crystallizes into sugar.

[ ...

How far can they take this bit. ]

[antline]

But snow isn't sweet.

[siffriend]

[ The bit, it's breaking down...!!!!

No, they can bring it back. Confidently. ]

You've never had snow cream before, huh.

[perfectpower]

[Bro.]

[antline]

No....? Is that a thing?