T̢H̶͏É͠ ̵̢͜T̸͘H̸̶͞I͢ŔD ̵E͘͢X͘E͠͝C͞U͟͠Ţ̡I̕Ò͢͞N

[strangerpeople]

T̢H̶͏É͠ ̵̢͜T̸͘H̸̶͞I͢ŔD ̵E͘͢X͘E͠͝C͞U͟͠Ţ̡I̕Ò͢͞N

[Just as before, as time runs out, an alarm blares, and the dot matrix screens on the podiums of the suspects flash. The suspect with the most votes flashes red three times.]


[Once more, the true culprit is marked with a blacker-than-black X.]

Congratulations, Strangers. Those of you who've voted are unanimous and correct. King Milton is guilty of murdering Vita Clotilde-Morris and Jonathan Morris.

[Hiyori's voice is like chipper ice. The details aren't coming out this time, apparently. There's a pause. Hiyori gets up to put a hand on Link's shoulder with a gentle concerned expression on his face. Then they speak in unison.]

Sit back, relax, and enjoy the execution! However you see fit!

Comments

[strangerpeople]

[Damn, Burnie. Got to hand it to you, you are persistent!

It will take effort, but McBurn will feel like the force field won't hold indefinitely, even if it doesn't look it at first glance.]

[otherworldlyking]

[ He's great at being persistent when he wanted to be.

Thanks to having sparring matches around the clock, he's definitely not out of shape so he's not stopping any time soon; it's definitely the most amount of effort anyone's seen from him in awhile.

Though if he got a chance to engage those things in battle, it sure wouldn't be the end of it. ]