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WEEK ONE: EXECUTION
EXECUTION: KAZUMA ASOGI

Sunday morning starts peacefully enough, until around noon, when alarms start going off on your phones. The dreadful noise is accompanied by a reminder of the execution taking place in the Central Node. You can snooze the alarms at first, but they begin to get a little more insistent. If you're being stubborn, you can probably hold out until exactly 1 PM, when an archway opens right in front of you and pulls you in.
Unlike last week's pizza party, today the Central Node is eerily quiet and empty. There are a few blankets laid out on the grass for those of you who wish to sit instead of standing the whole time. No refreshments have been provided, but the Residents are already there waiting for you.
As the last person enters the node, an enormous archway suddenly opens. This archway once again leads to an area which is pitch black inside, with white and grey dust falling softly like snow. The chilly air feels even colder than before, and you instinctively know you must not approach it. If you try to push through anyway, something is blocking your way. Smaller tears to the same space open in the air, at the very least. You can see what's happening, even if you can't follow.
Because - once the archway is open, Kazuma alone will begin to walk through as though drawn. All you can do now is watch and wait.
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[she
is so fucking pissed she's murderous]
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[ she thinks they are not going to hell and will be just trapped here for eternity but yknow, that is the spirit! righteous murderous rage! ]
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How much longer now...?
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[ for their waxy fate ]
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she really is scarlet ]
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("i'll tear down the sky if it'll save her.")
they are definitely still wax but vanille might have gotten a bit of inspiration from that. ]
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