the prism (
saturations) wrote in
chroma2022-03-12 11:19 pm
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Entry tags:
WEEK THREE: EXECUTION
EXECUTION: TRIAL BY COMBAT

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.
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, Percy and Vax'ildan alone will begin to walk through as though drawn. All you can do now is watch and wait.
no subject
he tenses a little at Percy's declaration, but he'll keep standing close to her, watching.]
This is like... [with riff and damien, then does that mean...
well, actually, it doesn't seem like riff and damien at all??? vax shoots his gun and now there's a church? alright, this is a lot]
no subject
anyway, jiuqing doesn't know what a church is. but their surroundings probably have some kind of significance to the two of them, or else they wouldn't have been created, and she tenses as percy takes hold of the new gun and fires, flinching a little at the sound of the boom.]
no subject
no subject
It'sâ â it's a paintball gun.
[she has to remind herself of that.
maybe he's... conjuring something? armor? something to help him fight back? something to snap percy out of this?
...
or wings! wings work too.]
no subject
...That scared the shit out of me.
[it still is actually]
no subject
...me, too. But... he knows how to fight like that.
[maybe it will give him the edge he needs to end this.]
no subject
instead he just keeps watching, grip tight. smoke coiling in the air]
no subject