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mod journal for 62 ([personal profile] judgejudy) wrote in [community profile] 622016-11-06 10:38 am

trial #5 - execution





DAY 10 (evening)
Complex Population: 15



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. OVERSEER CIEL PHANTOMHIVE, EMPLOYEE ID VTMGMT62270567. STATUS: INNOCENT. CIEL, PROCEED TO THE JUDGEMENT THEATER. CHARGING..."

There's the sound of clicking, though it's not Ciel that receives the shock. Rhys, who had started to stir nearby, is the one to receive it. It seems there was a last ditch effort to try and save Ciel, at least for now... But at least as promised, when everyone leaves, you'll find (almost) every door in the Complex open.

"DESIGNATING EXECUTIONER. . . ALICE. ALICE, PROCEED TO THE JUDGEMENT THEATER. CHARGING..."

The second person will receive the same treatment. 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.



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selfsufficiency: (fuck shit damn piss--)

[personal profile] selfsufficiency 2016-11-06 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Don't even think about trying to run away—

[Ava's kick misses its mark, which Alice is grateful for, and somewhere through the haze of pain from the shocks she's aware of something - if she's close enough to be kicked at, she's close enough to grab her.

It takes tremendous effort, but she pulls herself forward by her elbows, sweeps up the discarded scissor blade into one hand, and loops one arm around her legs to hold tight. Her other hand brings the blade up and then jabs it sharply into her foot.]
liven: (Default)

[personal profile] liven 2016-11-06 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ shijima's down to one last projectile but alice is grabbing ava and alfendi's trying to force feed her pills.

so while she knows she's committing to a great deal of pain she lunges forward to grapple for one of ava's arms, because alfendi sure did get stabbed and that shouldn't be allowed again. ]
turinged: (like ordinary men who freely walk)

[personal profile] turinged 2016-11-06 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[Some of the pills go down reflexively - too many. Her next priority is to make herself vomit, but for that, she needs his hand away from her face. With the hand that Shijima isn't forcing down, she digs her fingers into Alfendi's wound, trying to pull her head far away from his arm that she can bite down on his hand, hard.

It's at that moment that Alice shoves the scissor blade into her foot. She screams, and kicks at Alice as well as she can - it's not as strong as she would like, given the way her legs are being held. She's hoping an edge of the scissors protruding from her foot will at least cause a cut.

For now, she pays no mind to Shijima. Her free hand goes up to her mouth, to get the pills out of her system, and she - misses, her coordination failing her. She feels weak all of a sudden, heart pounding, focus fading.]


Judy—

[Kill them is on her lips, but she suddenly feels as though she can't breathe. No. If she's dying, she is taking them with her.]

J...

[She presses her free hand to her chest. It hurts so much, so much. She can feel it racing, beating impossibly fast, her breath coming in deep, shaky inhales--

Until it stops altogether. Her eyes widen, and her hand flies towards Shijima for support, nails digging into wherever she manages to grab. She feels like she's falling. No, no—

It isn't long until she loses consciousness.]
selfdenying: (you're yes then you're no)

[personal profile] selfdenying 2016-11-06 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[The bite hurts. Everything hurts. He doesn't know if it's the work of what's in his veins or adrenaline, but he doesn't care anymore. He doesn't feel anymore. All he cares about is making sure this woman, this killer, gets what she deserves. In his mind, he momentarily sees Bigby and Elizabeth. This is for them.]

[He's honestly surprised when she suddenly slumps in his arms. He blinks, shuddering from the pure anxiety of what just happened, and with his bleeding, bitten hand, he checks her pulse. Nothing.]

[She's dead.]


Dead...? [He says, with a murmur, before he just...drops her, his arms suddenly weak. Dead. Dead as dead can be. He wobbles in place before he just falls to his knees, hands splayed on the floor as he just shudders, blinking back sudden tears. His head is pounding with a renewed vigor.]

Ha, I didn't...expect that. Just thought she'd have the side effects... [Another laugh, as he pulls his head up, giving the girls a warm smile. Blood is trickling down his hand and arm on the floor. He pays it no mind.]

Are you two alright?
selfsufficiency: (arsenal of the united states marine)

[personal profile] selfsufficiency 2016-11-06 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[And in that moment, pettiness prevailed.]

Ah... huh...?

[Alice blinks in surprise when Ava's body gets dumped off to the side, and she wrenches her arm out from where she'd been latched onto her legs. She's not really in the mood to take a nap under a corpse at the moment.

It hits her, then, that they did it. They really did it, and she chuckles weakly before flashing a smile up at Alfendi.]


Never... been better. What about you?
liven: (CONTENT ► i'll be taking this.)

[personal profile] liven 2016-11-06 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Just a few scratches.

[ or...nail marks. but shijima huffs a sigh and goes about collecting her sharp pointy objects, since that's always a priority. she just...wipes the blood off on ava's clothes...

shijima that's disrespectful ]


Good job.
selfdenying: (Default)

[personal profile] selfdenying 2016-11-06 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm alright.

[He wipes at his eyes with his uninjured hand, suddenly looking very weary. He murdered another person, and if he has to be honest? He doesn't feel much of anything at all. He even feels pleased, like he accomplished something he was going to do, anyways.]

Let's get back to the apartment, shall we? [He says, letting out a little chuckle, like he didn't just cross the moral horizon a few seconds ago. He looks down at his wounded arm.]

I think I need to rest for a little bit. Either way, you two were excellent.