END OF CHAPTER FIVE ; EXECUTION

[themodsgrimm]

The Story Continues... END OF CHAPTER 5 - WEEK 523 Narrators Remain ; It's execution day, naughty murder children. Breakfast is served in the dining hall, all the better to fortify you for what is to come. Wherever you might wander in the castle, you will find yourself drawn to the foyer when the clock strikes not twelve, but ten. In the distance, there is the sound of clanking armor. Osamu Dazai appears, flanked on either side by suits of armor, escorting him to his punishment. He takes each step forward as he's prompted to, and unlike yesterday, he isn't crying; perhaps knowing that his Sensei is safe has given him some peace of mind. A moment later, the Dragon appears on the foyer's staircase. Her hand trails down the banister as she descends, and she takes her place at the head of the group, standing in front of what appears to be a wall. "Come," she says. "The execution awaits." You blink, and then it's there — a door leading to the outside. The Dragon steps through it. You have no choice but to follow. Welcome to your fifth execution post! Please see here for the results of yesterday's voting. In addition, make sure you fill out your CR Chart for Chapter 5! If you have any questions, please ask on our Discord server or ping us on plurk. Please direct pings for the NPC to Dana (Discord DMs preferred, then decals), as she will be taking point for today's NPC, and the moderator team will be on deck for all other questions. full navigation. locations taken (statuses) stories (profiles) info & faq wishing well private conversations

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LOOSE ENDS

[themodsgrimm]

[ Following the execution of Dazai, everyone will be led to the grand foyer. The ornate clock opens beneath the face, revealing a compartment in which a large glass container is unveiled to the eyes of everyone present. Two spouts lead from the interiors of the clock into the glass container. From one side comes a stream of gold ink and from the other, a little less than half as much purple ink ink. Once the stream of purple ink stops, there is a pause - and then a stream of crimson ink comes from the same spout, an amount a little less than twice as much as the purple. When all three colors mix into the container, it appears to be black. The Dragon watches the ceremony with the ceremony with reverence and sadness alike.

Lord El-Melloi II and Evan Hansen will find themselves overcome with a sudden burning sensation. Many phantom feelings pass them all at the same time: their feet undergo a sensation like they're being ignited with flame, their hearts are going to be pulled out of their chests, and there is the faintest feeling as though a blade is cutting across their necks - the roulette wheel spins for how their death is going to be carried out as partnerless until—

It stops.

They feel perfectly fine, like everything is slotting back into place. A flicker of red string is seen connecting the two of them before it is gone - almost a trick of the light.

The Dragon, having surveyed over everything hums a soft note, for once sounding.... pleased. ]

... they came through for you. [ She turns back to the rest of the Narrators and announces. ] The partnerless have been spared.

[ There is a pause - if the Narrators were expecting to receive tokens for the Wishing Well, they'll be disappointed; no such thing happens. Instead, she speaks to dismiss them. ]

You may take your leave.

[ The Dragon will remain for questions. ]

[alchemenace]

[ well somewhere in between the trauma of that execution, varian will remember to ask-- ]

Where's Pod? Could I-- I'd like to take care of him if possible. In their stead.

[ maybe pod ownership is cursed but the little robot shouldn't be left alone :/ ]

[themodsgrimm]

[varian's a good boy]

... it's possible.

[She'll make a gesture with her hand to conjure up a tiny little door. It will open and Pod will fly out, moving to join Varian.]

Take care of each other.

[alchemenace]

... Thanks.

[ gives pod a few pats. ]