The time stop finally subsided, everyone sobered up, and the votes got counted. Kuu somehow miscalculated really badly, and in the end, the votes were painfully obvious stacked against him.
The participants all gathered for the execution just as the last few threads of blue faded from the sky and time resumed its normal flow.
All of the gathered watched in various degrees of malicious glee as kuwarudo bucked and struggled against the bonds tying him to a chair. No one could quite comprehend why there were cookies glued to every inch of his body, but as there was a cookie glued (quite painfully) to his mouth as well, forbidding him from speaking, no one questioned it.
Pasonia stepped forward, a whistle in his hand, and kuwarudo's eyes widened in panic, his struggles becoming more furious.
"Well, kuu, I don't really get why everyone was so eager to vote you off, but the people have spoken. My hands are tied."
"More like kuu's hands are tied," foulcoon sniggered. Pasonia gave him an exasperated look, then blew on the whistle. A clear, high note pierced the air, and everyone flinched as a harsh cawing returned the note.
Everyone looked on in astonishment as a murder of crows filled the skies and swarmed around kuuwarudo's cookie-laden body, blocking it from their view. For a few seconds all they could hear were crunching, munching, and kuu's panicked, muffled shrieks. There were several flurries of movement in the dense cloud of feathered bodies, then the flock took to the skies once more, leaving behind only a chair and several mutilated bones--all that was left of kuu's body.
There was silence for a few moments, as Pasonia looked over his work appraisingly and the others wondered how Pasonia trained that many crows to eat cookies and human flesh.
"Well," Pasonia said cheerfully, clapping his hands. "That's that. I'm sure that reporter Shameimaru would be happy."
***
Meanwhile, at the same time in the Realm of Fantasy...
Aya was flying towards the scene of the latest talk in town - the Unidentified Object - when she sneezed suddenly, nearly causing her to crash into Eientei as she temporarily lost control.
"At-choo! Damned, who's talking rot behind mah back? I'll kill 'im if I hadn't got this piece of news to report!"
***
"I'm sure you guys had your joy and view of the spectacular spectacle. The clock now says 7.00pm, so that means...
Night 3 has begun.
As usual, keep your volume low here or I'll slap you with a vote penalty.
LadySuburu, Olinad and YellowYoshi1 have all failed to vote by the deadline, so they will be given a Phantom Vote tomorrow.
I'm going to confiscate all the liquor in the house on account that some of you guys can totally forget what we're running up against."