trial #4 - execution

[judgejudy]

DAY 8 (evening) Complex Population: 19 At 7PM, a tone rings out, but it's not Judy's voice that filters out over the intercom. "TALLYING VOTES. . ." The voice is mechanical and robotic, and a pause lingers in the air. It seems that the voting system is run by some kind of AI. "CONSENSUS REACHED. MAJORITY VOTE. RHYS, EMPLOYEE ID VTSCI62270894. STATUS: GUILTY. RHYS, PROCEED TO THE JUDGEMENT THEATER. CHARGING..." There's the sound of clicking, and Rhys will receive a very sharp shock to their ankle monitor. If they don't step into the judgement room, the shock will increase in strength every ten seconds until they're unconscious. Regardless, the voice continues to drone on. "DESIGNATING EXECUTIONER. . . AL—" The protocol starts, but cuts off abruptly. Instead, Judy's voice speaks up. "Consider this an official notification for the entire population. If you feel a noose tightening around your neck, I am at least accommodating. If there is someone in particular you want to take your life, I can override the selection protocol for that purpose. Perhaps next time, Alice, since Rhys has requested Jack. Please proceed to the judgement theater." No one else will be able to step into the judgement theater after them without receiving a nasty shock before they can step too close, and once they're both inside, the door closes behind both of them. There's a clicking sound from the walls, and the panels on the right side of the room are pulled up to reveal a thick glass that allows you to look into the Judgement Theater. It seems justice is meant to come from the the hands of the jury. — ic rulebook character statuses character profiles votes

Comments

[jackhole]

[ YIKES........ he definitely jumps at that ]

I don't know what else to give! You have the only five people can leave thing and people get memories when they kill and just -- stuff. Lots of stuff. I can't give you identities though!

[selfsufficiency]

Just start talking and keep talking until she shocks you so we know what's relevant, you worm! You're going to die anyway, why are you so afraid of a little pain?!

Get out here so I can kill you myself!

[she's so mad]

[jackhole]

[ a pause and he laughs then because -- ]

Dude, you know, I totally would so they don't get the chance?

[ gestures to. elizabeth and angel tbh. which also probably means that alice has dropped on his list of people he hates the most, actually. good job, alice. ]

[selfsufficiency]

Get out here! I'll make sure they stay back - I was supposed to get to kill you, but you picked someone else!

[just let her kill]

[jackhole]

[ grimaces a little!! ]

Look, I had to -- I had to kill him? And then I really didn't know what else to do after so I figured I'd just, uh, kill myself? But no, you can go ahead, it's fine! Do you want my scalpel?

[ he's legit going over to the door now. ]

Hey, Judy! This will be better, right? Should she... come in? Or should I go out? How should this go?

[selfsufficiency]

Give me your scalpel.

[She's... heading over to the door too, oh my god. If it opens she's going to run right through or just grab him by the collar and get to work, I'm so sorry]

[selfdenying]

[YOU GO ALICE, ALFENDI IS CHEERING FOR YOU, GIRL, YOU STAB THAT MAN AND MURDER HIM REAL GOOD]

Stab him a couple times for me, Alice!

[selfsufficiency]

As you wish. ♡

[tearable]

[ God bless Alice!!!! Good thing Elizabeth doesn't give a shit to kill Rhys and is too busy tending to Angel. Have your kill, girl. Mom is so proud. ]

[selfsufficiency]

[thank you for letting her murder, mom]

[judgejudy]

[ The door clicks as it unlocks ]

I believe outside would be better. It may give the residents some catharsis.

[selfsufficiency]

[When the door opens, Alice grabs Rhys by the collar of his shirt and drags him forward, then turns to face the others. Anyone who approaches, she'll snap at with the whip... who thought letting her have Franziska's whip was a good idea?]

Stay back! He's mine, got it?!

[Then she glances at Rhys over her shoulder.]

Your scalpel. Give it to me, now.

[jackhole]

Riiight, awesome. You got it, Judy.

[ and he's gonna step outside, which is going to happen with a bit of a yelp as she drags him forward and he just. very awkwardly hands her the scalpel. ]

Okaaay, right. Uh, go for it?

[ this is totally going to hurt, isn't it ]

[selfsufficiency]

[Oh, it's going to hurt.

Alice isn't a gentle person and she never has been. And while it would be very easy to make this quick, she doesn't particularly want to - she'd much prefer to make him suffer. So she takes the scalpel from him, grabs him by the arm, and jabs it into his skin just under his elbow before yanking back on it roughly, down his arm, towards the palm of his hand. She stops before she gets to the vein at his wrist and pulls the scalpel out.]

Other arm. ♡ Come on, now.

[jackhole]

[ oh my god, this is too much. as in, rhys is looking wide eyed at the cuts she gives him as she skins open his arm and is looking a little pale. he sways a little, like he might pass out, but then looks up at her request for his other arm.

that just makes him laugh. ]

Sorry, it's -- it's not going to work.

[ he just holds up his right arm then and it's just a silver, metal robot arm. no flesh to skin, alice. ]

[selfsufficiency]

[Oh, right. Whoops.

Alice looks momentarily disappointed at that, but then she brightens up.]

I guess I'll just have to go for your face instead. ♡

[She reaches up to cup his left cheek to hold his head in place, then brings the scalpel down just under his eye to dig into the skin. This is also going to hurt - she draws a slow line down his face, peeling back the skin, before she yanks the scalpel out -

And then brings her hand down, aiming the scalpel for the crook of his neck, where his neck meets the shoulder.]

[jackhole]

[ there's a moment where he has to reach up to grab her with a sheepish grin, not to stop but to, uh. redirect. from his left eye to his right eye. ]

Sorry, that one -- that one's cybernetic. I'm not gonna really feel as much unless you do the other one.

[ he's HELPING. but then she does and there's a squirming here and a whimper because holy fuck that hurts so much.

and then she angles for his throat and he braces himself. come on, sweet death. give it to him. ]

[judgejudy]

[ Alice's swing will most likely miss, though it's likely to still stab Rhys. It just won't be fatal. After all, a familiar drowsiness will begin to overtake her... ]