WEEK THREE: REMOVAL

[retellers]

WEEK THREE: REMOVAL (32 remain) Time to wake up, participants of the Realm. At 8am, everyone will receive a message on their PHS. go to the savanna at 9. yes we checked for scalpels and/or other stabby items. Even if the participants ignore the message (or are sleeping in, shame on them), as 9am approaches they will fall victim to a compulsion to head to the specified location. Three Leaders, Swan, Goat, and Tiger, are already present, Emet-Selch with them. Goat speaks. "... It is time. May peace come quickly." Once they finish speaking, an alert goes off from a PHS in the crowd—specifically, Hansa's. Their PHS displays a simple message. You have ̶been select͘ed͞. Regardless of their will, they will feel compelled to walk towards the scene. No other participant will be able to interfere; should they try, a barrier blocks their way.

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[reconnective]

[he's right behind her, grabbing onto her free hand to try and keep her still. but he's going to let her hit the barrier anyway.]

Did we...? [he doesn't finish the question, but he looks equally alarmed.]

[evocationary]

[ she holds sora's hand very, very tightly. her eyes are on the ... whatever this is, heart in her throat. ]

[reconnective]

[it's okay. they can hold hands while watching this absolutely disaster. he doesn't quite say "it'll be okay" because how can it be, but he does squeeze her hand for reassurance.]

[evocationary]

[ she practically wilts at emet's commentary, looking down at her feet, and away. ]

[reconnective]

[...it's fine, there's a harder grip and he murmurs something low enough that only she can hear while he refuses to look away.]

[evocationary]

[ she nods, unsteadily. and then looks back up at what's happening, because - she doesn't like the way emet holds his hand out like that. ]

[reconnective]

...whatever happens. We'll get through it. I promise. [because this looks all kinds of bad no matter how you look at it.]

[evocationary]

[ she'd agree except like shall we go unlocks something very panicky ]

Hansa! Don't you FUCKING dare -- !

[reconnective]

Ru! [no he's tugging on her arm a little!!] Trust him. We have to trust him!

[evocationary]

[ NO TRUST!!!

she like settles but only a little ]

[reconnective]

[well...]

...what a way to go. [yikes?]

[reconnective]

[AND THEN. WHEN EMET JUST SITS UP.]

Ruuuuu...? [WHAT HAPPENED.]

[evocationary]

[ ... ]

Wow, he survived through the power of spite.

[reconnective]

...powerful. [impressive. also relatable.]

[uhhhmagic]

-- What the hell is he doing?

[evocationary]

Whatever it is, it better not be a double execution.

[ she just, like, knows the mental state cyoa2 was in and she's losing her mind a little here!! ]

[uhhhmagic]

[Uh, I dunno who's hands she is holding right now? Whoever is in the way is getting whacked out of the way so he can grab her hand, tightly. Squeezing.]

It's-- he's making a choice, I guess.

[evocationary]

[ it's fine he can have her hand because she's going to let go of blanca's for right now

she holds his hand so tightly she maybe cuts off circulation. ]

It's a stupid choice.

[uhhhmagic]

Can only really watch it play out, yeah?

[He doesn't sound so happy about it, but, he takes his bloodless hand and hers and holds it closer.]

[evocationary]

[ she just... tugs him closer, if he'll go. to keep centered. ]

[uhhhmagic]

[Yeah, he'll just hold her back.

Also, because I'm morally obligated, he says in the softest, flattest voice in the world:]

Yeet.

[evocationary]

[ she just - very slowly deflates, and then - giggles, in the sort of way that just sounds like she doesn't know what else to do. ]

[uhhhmagic]

Uh-- What's happening?

[evocationary]

[ she moves closer to the barrier, dragging taako with her, trying to get a better look??? what the fuck??? ]

He's... alive?

[uhhhmagic]

[Dragged along!!]

Seriously? Do you get to do that? Make a whole monologue about how we're all terrible and then not die?