T̡ḨE̡͠ ̛F͞͡IR̷͝S̴̀̕T̀͜͞ É̷X̨͘͢EC̶U͏̀̕TI҉O̸̵͟N

[strangerpeople]

T͠H̷҉͝E̴ ̨F̀I͘R̀S̴̵̛T ́́̀Ȩ̢X̸̢͢Ę̴Ć̶U̵̢͟T҉ÍO̢N̵̢͘


[Finally, as time runs out, an alarm blares, and the dot matrix screens on the podiums of the suspects flash. Soon, the two suspects with the most votes flash red three times.]


[After the third flash, a black X forms on the matrix screens of the true culprits. Somehow, the black Xes seems to subsume even the black of the screen itself, as if desiring to stain the culprits themselves with their crime.]


Congratulations, Strangers, on levying a vote that’s not only unanimous, but entirely correct!

Given your apparent confusion, we’ll explain what happened that night.

Kazuaki Nanaki set out that night with a gun, determined to kill. We'll preserve the same privacy he enjoyed in life, about why.

When Akira Kurusu saw him coming, he defended himself with the taser as well as the knife.

Our leader's observation has left us with no doubt that Akira Kurusu didn't intend to kill, and you can see the stab wound wasn't at all deep!

But he still sustained fatal wounds from the taser, and with the damage from the electrocution to his heart, Kazuaki Nanaki only walked as far as his house.

[In unison.]

Now sit back, relax, and soon enough you’ll get to enjoy the execution!

Comments

[incendiarize]

[Arthur doesn't want to know what they mean by an execution. He stumbles a few steps back from his podium, and trips backward, dropping to seated on the floor. It's inelegant, it's unintended, his queasy feeling hasn't gone anywhere only intensified, everyone has quieted down a bit now but he still feels like he's underwater, like there are moving colors and shapes and just


too


much



noise.]

[touchsensors]

[...

There's a little antenna-ball poking at his hand.]

[katzenpfote]

[Caleb runs over to his side, dropping and putting a hand on Arthur's shoulder.]

In, one, two, three. Out, one, two, three. In, one, two, three. Out, one, two, three.

[carryabigstick]

[Estelle will come kneel at his other side. She's got his other shoulder. He's not alone and-- she'll be quiet.]

[unwittingking]

[He wants to go to Arthur's side. Try to comfort him through this...but...he's yelled so much, and was such a pest...

He thinks he's said enough.]

[relieable]

[you're not alone in feeling that way, King]