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2016/02/19(Fri)00:56:27 No.4662 [Report]

EPILOGUE Part 2

15 minutes to the assembly. The cameras had all been set up, and connected. There were only two things left to do, hijack a local TV network into broadcasting the events that would take place, and actually carrying out said events. The former would be carried out by the media club president, Rin Iwata.

"So when are you gonna -"

"Shh. I'm working," Rin hissed, taking her eyes off the screen for a mere second to glare at Yuki.

Realizing that she is clearly not wanted here, Yuki decided to leave Rin to hijacking the network. She didn't particularly like working with her, what with Rin's short temper, anti-social attitude and rather plain looks. It really wasn't unusual for Yuki to dislike people purely based on how they looked, but with Rin, she despised the girl, and yet, here they were, working together. Partly due to a common interest, but mostly because Yuki desperately needed Rin's particular skill-set to truly get her message across.

Yuki exited the media club closet, and as per Rin's request, locked and barred the door. She wouldn't need to leave anyway. She quickly made her way to the gym, avoiding any patrolling security guards along the way, as getting caught now could lead to disaster. Taking her time to not get caught, she made it to the gym. Her club members were all present, save for the poor girl who's mistake nearly got them caught.

"Good to see everyone's here, and in uniform too! My own sexy special forces, how adorable," Yuki chimed.

Several of the girls cringed, and who could blame them? Yuki's cringe-inducing statements aside, they were all neatly lined up, wearing their 'uniforms' as per Yuki's request, waiting for the show to begin.

"The principals speech will begin in exactly 5 minutes. As always, there are going to be 2 guards outside the main entrance, and 1 guard stationed at each of the two fire exits. We need to take them out, and secure any exit point from the assembly hall. Once we've got that done, we should deal with the principal and staff members, the students are last, save for any that decide to play hero and interfere. You all know your designated squads, and my apologies to squad C who is now short a member, but don't worry about it too much, you're in the main hall anyway. You all now your positions, now move out!" Yuki yelled out enthusiastically, not caring whether or not she would be heard. It was already too late.

They could have done without her speech, they knew what they were supposed to do, they've been over it a few times, but it instilled a sense of calm, helping to mask the fear of death, of killing, both others and oneself. They split into their designated teams, and without saying a word, marched off on a one way mission.

Yuki watched them leave the gym, she had stayed behind however. She won't be taking part in the bloodshed, rather, she would stay behind with 2 members of the photography club. Not only would they set up a camera to record her, but they would be taking countless pictures of her slowly, sensually gutting herself, snuffing out the flame of life. These two would possibly be the only two surviving members of the school body, something Yuki planned out quite carefully, to ensure that there would be multiple channels of spreading the video/photo's of the 'event'.

Yuki took a deep breath, "Alright, is everything set up? Make sure to stream this live, save a recording, and also take a lot of pictures, no flash of course, that would ruin the recording, so that you can fully capture every moment of me committing seppuku," she said softly.

"So, are you gonna change first or will you make it painfully obvious that this is an amateur shoot? You already sent most of our members off so don't expect miraculous post processing on anything," one of the girls said.

Yuki nodded, somehow managing to ignore someones criticism, another first for her. She had a special two piece yukata-like outfit made for her, one that would bare her entire midsection. This was practical for the purpose at hand, as well as looking quite attractive on her. That, and she wouldn't have to show more skin than necessary, maintaining an elegant, dignified look. At least, as dignified and elegant as one can possibly look while splitting themselves open. She slowly dressed herself, as if trying to delay the inevitable, trying to build up the courage to not only kill herself, but to do so live, while also delivering a speech prior to her suicide, alas, time was not on her side. She had to begin, and soon.

"I'm ready"

The armed teams were moving in on their target, swords drawn, wordlessly taking cover from the guards, avoiding being seen until they were well within a safe, silent kill zone. There were 6 teams in total, each one comprising of 6 members, save for 1 team which was down a member. 4 teams would rush the main entrance, while the other two would handle the two fire exits.

Their outfits, as chosen by the ringleader, Yuki, were somewhat nonsensical given the time and nature of the operation - dark blue balaclavas, long-sleeve turtlenecks, with black leather gloves, and dark olive cargo pants, with the school standard black running shoes. The squad 'leaders' were also equipped with radio comms. Great for when you actually need to be stealthy and perfectly coordinated, and have your identity hidden, but as they would be going on a one-way trip, it really was mostly just elaborate role-play, something to make them feel more comfortable with what they were about to do.

The 4 teams that were to storm the main entrance were now in position. They waited for the guards to look away from the corridor before a few members from each squad charged in, quickly dispatching the guards with swift stabs and slashes to the chest and throat.

"Main entrance clear," One of the captains said.

Within a minute, two more replies came in. The fire exits were secured, and were being barricaded. Those squads would stay behind, split up into 3 groups, and guard the main entrance, and the barricaded fire exits, ensuring that this was a full enclosure. With the entire school being blissfully unaware of what was to befall them, they all sat down, waiting for the principals speech.

"Good afternoon students, teachers, supporting staff. Today, I would like to congratulate all of you on yet another successful year in our schools history. I stand here, filled with pride -"

The principals speech, was cut off. The sudden influx of masked, armed assailants caused him to freeze up with fear.

"Everyone remain seated! Do not interfere or you will be executed on the spot," a voice rang out through the speaker system. It was Rin. Everything was going as planned so far, and everything was being broadcast live. She even took the liberty of ddos-ing the police network to ensure success.

A dozen of the armed girls ran up to the podium, two quickly flanked the principal, and brought him to his knees. A third girl, turned towards a camera, as she lifted her shirt, baring her belly. She turned her katana towards herself, as she quickly dropped to one knee, before plunging the katana into her belly. She stopped to savor the moment, as every student watched in both horror, and a sense of curiosity, as to what would happen next. She gripped the blade tighter, as she began to draw it along her lower belly, slowly opening up a red smile on her midsection. It didn't take long for her to split herself open. She was mortally wounded, but it was not sufficient for her to lose her strength just yet. Tossing the bloodstained katana aside, she stood up, and slowly hobbled behind the principal, before standing at attention, hands resting behind her back, head raised high. One of the two girls who was restraining the principal moved towards her, and pushed her hand into the wound, grabbing a loop of entrails, before pulling out. She then began wrapping the entrails around the principals arms, tying them together tightly. She pulled out more entrails, this time tying his legs together. Finally, using quite possibly the last few loops of entrails, she wrapped them around his throat, all the while he yelped and sobbed, begging for mercy. She began to pull on them, slowly choking the man. His face turned red, then purple, and finally, a strange shade of blue, before he finally went limp. The girl who gutted herself to provide the necessary tools to execute him, fell to her knees. Her two assistants, rather mercifully, beheaded her.

The students watched in awe. The fear they felt was slowly turning into morbid curiosity. A few even felt aroused. It was no secret that seppuku was considered erotic by some, however until now it was always used as the ultimate form of punishment, with one committing seppuku for no valid reason generally being seen as only slightly better than committing suicide in any other way. Today however, they would certainly be given the chance to experience this almost forbidden pleasure, willingly or not.

The teachers that were present, only 4 of them, and only the new, young ones that just joined the school, looked at the scene in horror. This would most certainly end up being a massive bloodshed, and yet, they were powerless to stop it.

"You four, move to the front of the podium. Now," One of the armed girls said.

The teachers followed. There was no point in fearing the inevitable at this point. They knew they were going to die. All that was left, was to die well. They lined up neatly, as they awaited further instruction.

"Bare your bellies, you will die by assisted seppuku".

A moments hesitation, followed by complete compliance. They promptly unbuttoned their blouses, and unzipped their skirts, baring their vulnerable midsections for all to see. Their only reprieve, would be that they would be long gone, before they saw the true bloodshed begin.

Slightly longer, and hopefully more interesting than the previous part, I'll try and finish everything off by Saturday, but no promises. Hope you guys like this part, and Lorekeeper, don't worry, non-consensual snuff is generally something I dislike as well, and I tried to avoid it with the general setting and background, though I'm sure that while everyone has currently accepted their fate, and will willingly follow the instructions of their assailants at this point, it isn't completely consensual either. I'm not really sure how to put this into words but for some of the characters its something between consensual and non-consensual, if that's even possible.

Blau, I'm really not familiar with final fantasy, but I did play a lot of Soul Calibur when I was younger - possibly one of my favorite fighting game series, save for Tekken, so Taki is definitely a possibility!

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Preview	2016/02/19(Fri)00:56:27 No.4662 [Report] ▶ EPILOGUE Part 2 15 minutes to the assembly. The cameras had all been set up, and connected. There were only two things left to do, hijack a local TV network into broadcasting the events that would take place, and actually carrying out said events. The former would be carried out by the media club president, Rin Iwata. "So when are you gonna -" "Shh. I'm working," Rin hissed, taking her eyes off the screen for a mere second to glare at Yuki. Realizing that she is clearly not wanted here, Yuki decided to leave Rin to hijacking the network. She didn't particularly like working with her, what with Rin's short temper, anti-social attitude and rather plain looks. It really wasn't unusual for Yuki to dislike people purely based on how they looked, but with Rin, she despised the girl, and yet, here they were, working together. Partly due to a common interest, but mostly because Yuki desperately needed Rin's particular skill-set to truly get her message across. Yuki exited the media club closet, and as per Rin's request, locked and barred the door. She wouldn't need to leave anyway. She quickly made her way to the gym, avoiding any patrolling security guards along the way, as getting caught now could lead to disaster. Taking her time to not get caught, she made it to the gym. Her club members were all present, save for the poor girl who's mistake nearly got them caught. "Good to see everyone's here, and in uniform too! My own sexy special forces, how adorable," Yuki chimed. Several of the girls cringed, and who could blame them? Yuki's cringe-inducing statements aside, they were all neatly lined up, wearing their 'uniforms' as per Yuki's request, waiting for the show to begin. "The principals speech will begin in exactly 5 minutes. As always, there are going to be 2 guards outside the main entrance, and 1 guard stationed at each of the two fire exits. We need to take them out, and secure any exit point from the assembly hall. Once we've got that done, we should deal with the principal and staff members, the students are last, save for any that decide to play hero and interfere. You all know your designated squads, and my apologies to squad C who is now short a member, but don't worry about it too much, you're in the main hall anyway. You all now your positions, now move out!" Yuki yelled out enthusiastically, not caring whether or not she would be heard. It was already too late. They could have done without her speech, they knew what they were supposed to do, they've been over it a few times, but it instilled a sense of calm, helping to mask the fear of death, of killing, both others and oneself. They split into their designated teams, and without saying a word, marched off on a one way mission. Yuki watched them leave the gym, she had stayed behind however. She won't be taking part in the bloodshed, rather, she would stay behind with 2 members of the photography club. Not only would they set up a camera to record her, but they would be taking countless pictures of her slowly, sensually gutting herself, snuffing out the flame of life. These two would possibly be the only two surviving members of the school body, something Yuki planned out quite carefully, to ensure that there would be multiple channels of spreading the video/photo's of the 'event'. Yuki took a deep breath, "Alright, is everything set up? Make sure to stream this live, save a recording, and also take a lot of pictures, no flash of course, that would ruin the recording, so that you can fully capture every moment of me committing seppuku," she said softly. "So, are you gonna change first or will you make it painfully obvious that this is an amateur shoot? You already sent most of our members off so don't expect miraculous post processing on anything," one of the girls said. Yuki nodded, somehow managing to ignore someones criticism, another first for her. She had a special two piece yukata-like outfit made for her, one that would bare her entire midsection. This was practical for the purpose at hand, as well as looking quite attractive on her. That, and she wouldn't have to show more skin than necessary, maintaining an elegant, dignified look. At least, as dignified and elegant as one can possibly look while splitting themselves open. She slowly dressed herself, as if trying to delay the inevitable, trying to build up the courage to not only kill herself, but to do so live, while also delivering a speech prior to her suicide, alas, time was not on her side. She had to begin, and soon. "I'm ready" The armed teams were moving in on their target, swords drawn, wordlessly taking cover from the guards, avoiding being seen until they were well within a safe, silent kill zone. There were 6 teams in total, each one comprising of 6 members, save for 1 team which was down a member. 4 teams would rush the main entrance, while the other two would handle the two fire exits. Their outfits, as chosen by the ringleader, Yuki, were somewhat nonsensical given the time and nature of the operation - dark blue balaclavas, long-sleeve turtlenecks, with black leather gloves, and dark olive cargo pants, with the school standard black running shoes. The squad 'leaders' were also equipped with radio comms. Great for when you actually need to be stealthy and perfectly coordinated, and have your identity hidden, but as they would be going on a one-way trip, it really was mostly just elaborate role-play, something to make them feel more comfortable with what they were about to do. The 4 teams that were to storm the main entrance were now in position. They waited for the guards to look away from the corridor before a few members from each squad charged in, quickly dispatching the guards with swift stabs and slashes to the chest and throat. "Main entrance clear," One of the captains said. Within a minute, two more replies came in. The fire exits were secured, and were being barricaded. Those squads would stay behind, split up into 3 groups, and guard the main entrance, and the barricaded fire exits, ensuring that this was a full enclosure. With the entire school being blissfully unaware of what was to befall them, they all sat down, waiting for the principals speech. "Good afternoon students, teachers, supporting staff. Today, I would like to congratulate all of you on yet another successful year in our schools history. I stand here, filled with pride -" The principals speech, was cut off. The sudden influx of masked, armed assailants caused him to freeze up with fear. "Everyone remain seated! Do not interfere or you will be executed on the spot," a voice rang out through the speaker system. It was Rin. Everything was going as planned so far, and everything was being broadcast live. She even took the liberty of ddos-ing the police network to ensure success. A dozen of the armed girls ran up to the podium, two quickly flanked the principal, and brought him to his knees. A third girl, turned towards a camera, as she lifted her shirt, baring her belly. She turned her katana towards herself, as she quickly dropped to one knee, before plunging the katana into her belly. She stopped to savor the moment, as every student watched in both horror, and a sense of curiosity, as to what would happen next. She gripped the blade tighter, as she began to draw it along her lower belly, slowly opening up a red smile on her midsection. It didn't take long for her to split herself open. She was mortally wounded, but it was not sufficient for her to lose her strength just yet. Tossing the bloodstained katana aside, she stood up, and slowly hobbled behind the principal, before standing at attention, hands resting behind her back, head raised high. One of the two girls who was restraining the principal moved towards her, and pushed her hand into the wound, grabbing a loop of entrails, before pulling out. She then began wrapping the entrails around the principals arms, tying them together tightly. She pulled out more entrails, this time tying his legs together. Finally, using quite possibly the last few loops of entrails, she wrapped them around his throat, all the while he yelped and sobbed, begging for mercy. She began to pull on them, slowly choking the man. His face turned red, then purple, and finally, a strange shade of blue, before he finally went limp. The girl who gutted herself to provide the necessary tools to execute him, fell to her knees. Her two assistants, rather mercifully, beheaded her. The students watched in awe. The fear they felt was slowly turning into morbid curiosity. A few even felt aroused. It was no secret that seppuku was considered erotic by some, however until now it was always used as the ultimate form of punishment, with one committing seppuku for no valid reason generally being seen as only slightly better than committing suicide in any other way. Today however, they would certainly be given the chance to experience this almost forbidden pleasure, willingly or not. The teachers that were present, only 4 of them, and only the new, young ones that just joined the school, looked at the scene in horror. This would most certainly end up being a massive bloodshed, and yet, they were powerless to stop it. "You four, move to the front of the podium. Now," One of the armed girls said. The teachers followed. There was no point in fearing the inevitable at this point. They knew they were going to die. All that was left, was to die well. They lined up neatly, as they awaited further instruction. "Bare your bellies, you will die by assisted seppuku". A moments hesitation, followed by complete compliance. They promptly unbuttoned their blouses, and unzipped their skirts, baring their vulnerable midsections for all to see. Their only reprieve, would be that they would be long gone, before they saw the true bloodshed begin. Slightly longer, and hopefully more interesting than the previous part, I'll try and finish everything off by Saturday, but no promises. Hope you guys like this part, and Lorekeeper, don't worry, non-consensual snuff is generally something I dislike as well, and I tried to avoid it with the general setting and background, though I'm sure that while everyone has currently accepted their fate, and will willingly follow the instructions of their assailants at this point, it isn't completely consensual either. I'm not really sure how to put this into words but for some of the characters its something between consensual and non-consensual, if that's even possible. Blau, I'm really not familiar with final fantasy, but I did play a lot of Soul Calibur when I was younger - possibly one of my favorite fighting game series, save for Tekken, so Taki is definitely a possibility!
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