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beachepisode2026-05-03 10:50 am
murderhost) wrote in beachepisode2026-05-03 10:50 am
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[ week one: execution ]
EXECUTION
There's the sound of that handbell again, sometime Sunday morning when the sun gets high in the sky. It's PB in the front yard of the manor. He's looking as chipper(?) as ever and is riding the high of yesterday's trial. Voting for Tamon? That was good television. He's living it up, babey!
Which means when everyone gathers, he will beckon them to follow. Onto the beach, that invisible wall gone for now and instead PB leads them to a circle of tiki torches, lit despite the daytime hours and surrounded in a circle by mannequins. The sound of the waves are loud near the water where they stand and it's actually a little cold. The crew is there, filming the circle and the contestants as well as they're encouraged to stand around it. If they try to go into the circle itself, they will be stopped — except for one person.
Tamon will be carried out of the house by mannequins, all the way to to the middle of the circle and dropped in the center of the sand. The mannequins will leave then, going back to their place among the circle of crew. This is feeling very Survivor, isn't it? Which is when PB pipes up —
"Don't worry, everyone. It's distinct enough that we won't get sued!"
Bastard.
Anyway, now that you're all here, what's going to happen next?
Which means when everyone gathers, he will beckon them to follow. Onto the beach, that invisible wall gone for now and instead PB leads them to a circle of tiki torches, lit despite the daytime hours and surrounded in a circle by mannequins. The sound of the waves are loud near the water where they stand and it's actually a little cold. The crew is there, filming the circle and the contestants as well as they're encouraged to stand around it. If they try to go into the circle itself, they will be stopped — except for one person.
Tamon will be carried out of the house by mannequins, all the way to to the middle of the circle and dropped in the center of the sand. The mannequins will leave then, going back to their place among the circle of crew. This is feeling very Survivor, isn't it? Which is when PB pipes up —
"Don't worry, everyone. It's distinct enough that we won't get sued!"
Bastard.
Anyway, now that you're all here, what's going to happen next?
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his death, which had previously felt so looming and heavy suddenly becomes a distant afterthought. who cares about him when tsukasa's life is on the line now? tsukasa, who had proudly called himself a star and meant it. but the more tamon thinks about it, the more tsukasa is like the sun: vivacious, bright, loved, drawing everyone into its orbit.
they can't possibly let their sun die out. not like this.
he finishes coughing out his mouthful of sand and staggers back up, trying to slot himself between tsukasa and pb. (congrats pb, you're free again!) he stretches his arms out and it's so very clear to see that they're trembling, but he stays firm where he is in the sand. ]
I won't...let that happen. Tsukasa doesn't deserve to be punished for wanting to keep his friends safe. Can't you let him go and I'll... [ he swallows heavily, voice shaking ] k-kill myself i-instead. Y-you can even pick the w-weapon.
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... No, that can't...
He can't possibly be hearing all of this. Tamon can't possibly really be saying these words. Saying he'd kill--he'd--himself, just for that? After everything Tsukasa has said about how he'll most certainly make it through?
Tamon is innocent. He hasn't done anything wrong. And now here he is, being put in this position because of this sadistic show, and, and--and it can't...
Be real, right? None of this can be real. A contract they don't remember signing. A televised death game. Breaking the contract means dying? No way. He can't (won't) believe that. Nobody deserves to be punished here, and especially not Tamon, who has done nothing wrong, who is still learning how to be kind to himself when it's kindness he absolutely deserves.
(Maybe it's all a big, horrible joke. Maybe there's a way out of this.)]
I--said I won't do it.
[He moves his gaze from Tamon to PB, eyes wide, trembling. (Maybe it's all a big lie, right?)]
So... so, let Tamon go...! You already said he's innocent!
[And he's his friend.]
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So, he'll reach out and pat Tamon's head one more time. ]
You don't have to kill yourself.
[ Besides, suicide isn't as great for ratings as an execution.
Instead, he looks to Tsukasa. ]
As you've refused multiple times to perform your role and in doing so, are breaking your contract, the penalty for that is death. Don't say I didn't warn you, Mr. Tenma.
[ After that, Tsukasa will feel his throat tightening and an inability to breathe as the air is cut from his lungs and no matter how many times he tries to breathe in, he is gagged. There is no reprieve for him and he will proceed to suffocate to death right where he's standing. ]
The bright side though, we only needed one death today.
[ So... Tamon will still live. ]
1/? can we keep it to two, let's find out
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lol ]
3/3 jk you're free of me for now
(spoilers: it didn't.) ]
W-wait....you can't....please, y-you can't go.....
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Wait. That's not fair. It happens so suddenly he doesn't even get the chance to drag in a full breath of air. He's not even going to get to try to live as long as possible in this moment, is he...? That's not fair at all.
None of this is fair--
(He'd really thought, briefly, delusionally, that maybe this wouldn't happen. Maybe it was all fake, or a lie, or--)
His vision goes dark at the edges so quickly, and he topples to the ground before he can even try to catch himself with limbs that he can barely feel, hands clawing at his throat as if he could somehow force himself to drag in a breath.
But he can't.
He blinks blearily, trying to make his vision come into focus. It doesn't, but--he thinks that must be Tamon, because the pink hair is so distinct, just like Emu's. His head lolls at Tamon shakes him, lips parting as if to try to speak, but... he can't do that, either.
(He can't even ask someone to look after Saki, to make sure his little sister will be okay. It's the last conscious thought he has.)
Tsukasa goes limp in Tamon's hands, eyes sliding shut, his horrible attempts at dragging in any sort of breath finally silenced. Tsukasa is dead.]
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not that there's much of one to have. a breakdown won't save tsukasa, nothing he does will at this point. and doesn't that just cement his place here and everywhere else, as someone who's useless, someone with nothing to offer anyone and everyone. he couldn't help solve yves's murder. he couldn't stop everyone from worrying about him. he couldn't save tsukasa. he couldn't do anything back then and he can't do anything now.
despite how much he's tried, nothing has changed. he'll always be the same as before: scared, weak, pathetic, forced to rely on the help of everyone around him.
tsukasa goes limp in his arms and all he can do is cry, wet heaving sobs that look and sound atrocious. but he doesn't know what else to do. doesn't have the strength to do anything else. sorry, he's going to have to be carried out the same way he was carried in because he is not leaving any time soon. ]
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Aaaalright, that's a wrap. Let's get this sorted.
[ PB claps his hands and some of the crew will approach now. They'll pull Tsukasa out of Tamon's grip and one of them will appear with a huge rock, tied to a rope and attach it to Tsukasa's corpse. Then they toss the body into the waves, letting it get carried away from the beach and sink down into the ocean.
They don't do anything with Tamon though. The other contestants can handle him.
Afterwards, the crew disperses and will return to their usual positions. Some will linger to film whoever lingers on the beach. Some will go back to the house to do... whatever it is they do in the house. PB will head back to the house as well, and disappear into the production room as per usual.
Happy execution day, everyone! ]
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... Who is kind of shakily and tearfully tapping shoulders. ]
C-come on, they're just going to record you out here...
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[ She's being so brave, trying to help them get back on their feet...
It's the right thing to do. They can't stay out here all day and night. And Tamon definitely shouldn't be left alone, or he'll probably just lay here until the tide rises and drags him into the water too. ]
They'll record us wherever we go, but... you're right. [ A gentle little squeeze to Tamon's shoulder, then Kalim's. ] Come on, guys.
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patriarch pauses to remove his gloves, boots, cap, cape and jacket and then just dives into the ocean. stars belong in the sky and not at the bottom of the sea. ]
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I'M ASSUMING SOMEONE WILL COME HELP TAMON BACK TO THE HOUSE EVENTUALLY so Kalim will take the time to help Patriarch fetch Tsukasa's corpse... what good is a flying carpet if you can't use it to (checks notes) cart dead bodies out of the water and deliver them to their proper holes...]
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i do have topless official patriarch art but do the viewers really deserve that rn. ]Thank you.
We'll need to find a place to bury him.
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A very understandable sentiment but don't actually do it?? There's a big rock tied to him??? But okay, he's gone in, uhm. Uh.
In absolute absence of anything to do, More is going to swallow all his feelings and go look for some towels. ]
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anyway, when he's back on the beach with the body, assuming More is standing there with the towels. ]
Did you want to wrap him in those? [ obviously the towels are for tsukasa and not for him, even if he is sopping wet. ]
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Tsukasa's body looks awful at their feet and a part of More wants to scream just looking at it. The boy was younger than... But no matter.
He hands one of the towels off to Patriarch. ]
Dry yourself off first. We can use the remainders to give his remains some dignity.
[ Cover that pained face, at least. ]
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but ah. the towels are for him? patriarch blinks, apparently surprised. ]
Hmm, alright. [ he should at least dry his face and hair, he'll need to change to really get the rest of him dry. ]
This really is some type of production. [ it's the most he's voiced his distaste for all of this recently, but that probably makes sense. ]
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It's deplorable. I have seen public hangings conducted with more respect than this farce.
[ He looks down at Tsukasa again, before actually covering up his face with a smaller towel, very gently so. ]
... we will need to begin a graveyard.
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[ since that seems to be the vibe they're going for... ]
We will. In the garden, perhaps? Our space is limited.
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[ The first grave was not dug with intent of putting anybody to rest like this, but it has set a precedent that now is turning into dire necessity. ]
... there are flowers from my home in the garden. A certain village in the depths of the forest uses them for funeral rites.
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[ though he considers for another moment, as he finishes wringing out his hair. ]
We might use another flower to signify it was this boy, in particular.
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