WEEK 12 EXECUTION

[al2955]

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s̛̕͜u̷n̴̕d͡ay͞ ͜͠͠EX͞È̢C̶̕U͏͜T̕Ì̡O͜͞N̡ (11)͘ ͏̶s̸u̴rv̀i͏v̶͝o̧͘ŕ͏s͟ As͡͝ ̕͞v̢̛o̵̢t̀́íņ̀g͡͞ ̵̨́co̸m̧e̶s͟ t͜o̢̢ ͝a҉n̵̵̵ ̀͢e̸n̨d́҉, ͏̡a̕͏ s̢͞o̕͢n̶҉̸g͏̴ f͢͠i͠ļ͟͡t͏̡e͠r͝͝ś҉͟ ͞į҉n͏̸͡ ͡͏p̸l̶̨͝a͜y͡҉e̷d̵ ̧̕s͘o͝ ̡l͝o̸͡͠u͘҉d ͘t̴ha҉̵͘t͏̢͞ ͡i͟͝t̸̀͠ ͟b̀e̕c̷͘͘o̢͏m̢e͟͝s ̀̕͢d͟ist̡͢o̕͡r̷̨ęḑ̶͡ ̧҉an͜d̢҉͜ ̴̷̢f͢͡͝r͟a͝g̸ḿeņ̢̛t̷́ed̡͡.̢͟ ̛̛ ̢̀͞I̷f̴͝ ̵҉a̷ ͢ṕ̴̀ar̛t̶i̧͢c̨̡͞į͢͟p̛̛͠á̕n͘͟t͟͝ ch͏ec̀ks̀͢͝ t̨̕͞h̴͞e͟͡i̕r ͘͘d̵a͘tá̛p͟͝a̶͘d͡,̡͡ ͡th̸̕͟ęy͢ ҉w͡i͏l̀͡ļ̀ ̵ş̸́e̷e̕͘͏ ́t͠h̵͝ȩ̸ ҉̵t̵̵͟h͜ę̶ ̡̛v̵ic͞t͘͜͡į̸m̀ ͢͡à̵͟n̡̛d̵́ ̴̷s͘͢ų͠sp͞͞e҉̸͢c̸̶̛t c̕h͟os̛en͟ ̶̴b̸̨̛y̧ ̴m̀a͞j̵o͢͞r̨̀͏i̵̶̛t̴̀͜y͏'̛͡s̵̸ p̛i̛͜c̛tu͠ŕ͠e̶̕s ̵d͠iş̨p͘͝l̛͏ay҉̷e͠d.̸̛͜ ҉Í̶̸f̸̢̕ ̵͏t͏h̀͟ę͝y͞ ̴͜͟a͠t͏͜t̨̛em̨̛ṕ͟t ͜͝tǫ ̧͞s̷c̴̛r̢͘ơ̧l̶͜͝ļ͠,̷ t́͜h́͘e̛y̶ ͡w̨͜i̢l̢l̸͢ ̢se̶̢͞e͝͝ ͏a ̷l̢i͝҉s̶̀͜t of̛͞ ̕ch̕ar̢a͘͡c̢t͝er̷ś ̴a̕n͠͏d̴ t͟h́ę̧ir̴͝ ̵͘v̛o͘͡t́͏ę̷s ̵́i̴̡n̸̸͝ a̷͘l̴̴p̡̀͞h̸̷̕a͟b̶̀͠ę͟ţ̵̛i͏͘c͟al̨̡ ͞ór̶͠d͢͡e͞r̵͟. ͘͝

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[monsieurchatastrophe]

[laughing]

Why would I? I'm getting "cleansed" soon anyway, aren't I? I think I'll stay right where I am. ... Well, not literally.

[and he fucking books it for the OPEN DOORS, YOU FUCKING MORONS NEVER REPLACED THE CONFERENCE ROOM DOORS???? HE'S RUNNING]

[al2955]

[As soon as Adrien exits the conference room, the datapads beep again and new text appears.]

EXECUTION TARGET OUT OF RANGE

[missmaladroite]

You're not getting away from me! I'll drag you back here myself if I have to!

[she's fucking chasing, bye guys]

[erythristic]

[when the results come up, Grell is quiet, her heart stopped for a second. and then Adrien steps forward, and speaks, and her expression twists into something mad and terrible and she laughs as he runs. this is what she wanted.

so Ladybug has a friend who will push herself to the limit to keep up with, the scythe in her hands.]

Don't be shy! We've been looking for you for ever so long!

[there's no need to hide what she is. that she wants that creature's blood.]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[the hallway, once they step into it, is empty. He went into the vents.

Unfortunately, it isn't quiet, because he is a douchebag with telepathy.]

Are you just going to let her do that, my Lady? Kill your husband so blatantly? After all, can't he still be rescued? Well. It's not like they care what you think, right?

[missmaladroite]

[she vaults over the fire after him -- too determined to even consider getting burned. She doesn't even notice Grell beside her, she's climbing into the vents to give chase]

No one is going to kill Adrien--- you, on the other hand, I'm not letting you escape! Give him back!

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[he's way faster in the vents than she is, and she doesn't know them, so she's definitey losing track of him for now.]

You think they wouldn't? They said so, didn't they? Over and over. Oh, if we miss, it's fine. What's one more murder in the end, right? They nearly got you executed for me, and then where would he be? Dead.

[missmaladroite]

[teenage girl yells at cloud vents. Where did he go? The only place she can think of is where the eye was]

[But she doesn't really know her way around her vents, so she's just angrily scurrying forward and listening for any signs of him]

I won't let anyone - them or you - take Adrien away from me! [Calm down, Yuno.]

[But he's baiting her, and she knows it. She tries to breath deeply, think, think]

What are you after? Why are you doing this?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[there's a sound like humming in her mind]

For Her. She sent us to this place, and we listen to Her word. You've all heard Her. Now, I'd say there was never anything personal about it, but... I'd be lying if you humans didn't make it so.

[missmaladroite]

What exactly is her word supposed to be? And why are you listening to it so blindly?!

[erythristic]

It's not Adrien I want to kill! It's you!

[that statement has no right to be sang out so sweetly. but Grell does it anyway, and thinking about the vents. there's only one place he'd really go, right?]

Marinette! Don't get lost~!

[screw the vents. she's heading for the elevator shaft to get upstairs. he probably expects it, but good. she wants to see that face.]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Without that program, it's him you'll get. But I guess you don't care, right? I've wanted to see that true serial killer face of yours ever since those secrets came out.

[erythristic]

Please, you underestimate my finesse. I'll gut you and make you choke on your last breath, and before it's gone, we'll save him, and you'll die utterly in despair.

[oh, she could weep from joy. but yes. upstairs. she pauses for one second, to listen - where would those skittering kitty feet be, if she was an evil alien, where would cause the most harm...

casualties. the word comes back to her from Jason's words, and then she realizes. the Gaea room wouldn't do anything, they already had Alice. but the bodies. the room they had blocked off. the sheep room is where she's running.]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

You shouldn't overestimate your capacity. There's no saving him. Not after this.

[erythristic]

I know a grim reaper's capacity, my dear. The myriad ways of death are our specialty. How close you can get before you go over the edge.

[sure, she wasn't an alien death expert, but that means they just get to experiment.]

[tevinteriscoming]

[Well. Two options here - chase after, or try to stop him.

He chooses the later, casting an Immolate at the entrance, positioned so that it will erupt as Adrien steps into it.]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[he reflexively jumps when the fire starts, but it's not enough to avoid getting burnt. that doesn't stop him, however.

he's too far away for you guys to hear him talk, but everyone will still definitely hear his voice in your head]

Wow. Meouch. I mean, I knew none of you guys cared about the kid, but this is pushing it a bit, don't you think?

[it looks like mommy's favorite general also got her telepathy powers. great.]

[tevinteriscoming]

[Okay, nevermind, he's getting a lift up the elevator from Judar. He's going to park himself outside the electric sheep room - if he goes to the Gaea room, the others can handle it, but he's going to protect this.]

[douchemag]

[Judar's just bent over wheezing heavily after dragging Dorian up.]

Why the fuck...are you so...heavy? [After he manages to catch his breath, he'll look back towards the elevator.]

How many spells you got left? You gonna be okay up here on your own for a bit?

[tevinteriscoming]

Excuse you! I might be offended if I didn't know I have an incredible body.

[Probably not the time for it though.]

Enough. [One. Maybe two.] Go, get him. I'm going to stay here in case he comes this way.

[douchemag]

Wear less layers next time you want a ride!

[okay yeah even he knows it's not the time right now]

Make it count. I get the feeling we're gonna need all the power we can get for this one. [And with that, he'll fly back down to pick up Clover.]

[socloverit]

[meanwhile back at the bottom of the elevator, laser scythe and all:]

Hey! Hey, help me up!

[if all of the cats/most if not all of her last remaining friends are headed this way then so is she and she could scamper through the vents but Judar is right there and still in yelling range?? rip]

[douchemag]

[From the third floor there is just an incredibly long pained groan. He's so tired??? His weak nerd mage arms are not meant to carry actual people???

But fine, he'll need a warrior to hide behind anyway, so he'll fly back down and pick Clover up.]

At least you're lighter than Dorian. Got all your weapons? Let's go!

[socloverit]

Quit whining!

[lightweight, fewer layers, and will definitely let his scrawny mage self hide behind her; this is a win/win all around]

You know it, c'mon! Stick with m—oh my god, does this thing ever shut up? You hear it, like, monologuing, too, right? [she's SUPER NOT DIGGING this mental megaphone thing]

[al2955]

[ As Adrien leaps over the fire, music begins to play.

When the song finishes, another loops in it's place. ]