Second Execution

[mayorityvote]

EXECUTION

Another trial, another execution to follow, a terrible routine but routine nonetheless. Come mid morning, the ducks will be out passing out flyers for the sentencing of Beelzebub, to take place in front of the Wizard's Tower. Attendance isn't required, but strongly encouraged.

After how the picnic blankets went over last time they don't make a reappearance, replaced instead by long tables stacked with what appears to be a take on comfort food: various onigiri (tuna, umeboshi, tenmusu, omurice) coupled with an absolutely giant stack of pancakes. Regular pancakes, chocolate chip, blueberry, there's even a funfetti variety, with syrup and butter included, naturally. The beverages this time are coffee, tea, and fruit juices.

At exactly five minutes to noon, the doggy daycare wagon pulls up with several occupants inside: your town representatives of course, the convicted, and the executioner.

(( OOC: Welcome to your second execution! Attendance is not IC'ly mandatory, but there will be a surprise for all characters at its conclusion, regardless of whether they're present or not. ))

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[mayorityvote]

[ There's no violent shaking this time and the earth doesn't move, but— black threads, string like, taught and thin, cloud everyone's vision pitch black. The feelings of cobwebs, no hair on skin, crowd all over every inch of their body. And then, silence.

The sensation is gone, and the sun shines high, as do the memories of more things you've forgotten returned to you.

((ooc note: all characters, present or not, will regain one of their lost memories.)) ]

[driftingknight]

[It all comes rushing back like a torrent.

"Chronos! Can you hear me? I have a favor to ask you! Throw Baldr and this monster into the future! If they're allowed to exist in this world, it will be in danger!"

... that... wasn't really him in his memories, was it...? He wasn't seeing himself, what he was seeing was...

"This is something that shouldn't exist."

Of course. Because he's actually...

Everything goes black, and he falls to the ground like a puppet whose strings have been cut.]

[enkiboo]

Ah?

[ Did Baldr just faint. HELLO?? ]

[driftingknight]

[He sure did. At least that's all that happened after... /WAVES HANDS AT WHATEVER JUST WENT DOWN HERE]

[enkiboo]

[ Time to pick him up and take him back to the cottage...nap there instead, buddy. ]

[linearcrash]

[ Wao. Strong and pretty ]

[enkiboo]

[ Wink ]

[liberazoth]

[ hello is baldr okay ]

[driftingknight]

[He's breathing? He looks to be physically fine, at least!

Mentally is a completely different story though, but. Details. We are all having a wonderful day here.]

[theotherww]

[Walter nearly drops his coffee when the memory hits him. It’s not as immediately visceral as last time, but it still sends a chill through his body as he checks his hand. Oh, there was the remnants of a scar the whole time, wasn’t there?

”You killed him.”
“No, no, no! I was trying to save him!”

…it’s even worse than he thought.]