Week Three: Guillotine Ceremony 1

HouseAuthors, your Head Thinker Lu Xun requests you all to gather around for the third Guillotine Ceremony!

Xun: I had hoped to nominate two of you based on your performances during the debate yesterday, but given the circumstances, doing so is impossible.

Sor Juana: I find it quite unfair that whoever is running this game allowed for such a narrow ideal to be used as the sole focus for the debate. Aren’t they supposed to be familiar with our work?

Moliere: Yes, they are. But you can’t have an Enlightenment without at least mentioning science.

Sor Juana: Then why didn’t you do that?

Moliere: I had bigger fish to fry. Didn’t you?

Sor Juana: I see your point. Continue, Lu.

Xun: Yes, well. As I said, in light of recent events, my best option today is to nominate the two most disruptive HouseAuthors. By doing so, the House can potentially come together to vote out one of the two, and thereby lessen the tension around here.

Baudelaire: Here we go again..

Rossetti: Must you make everything about yourself, Charles?

Baudelaire: How dense are you? You do realize he’s talking about us, don’t you?

Rossetti: Me? You must be mistaken. I’ve done nothing wrong, it’s you that’s getting on everybody’s nerves!

Xun: It appears my point has already been made for me.

Rossetti: You can’t be serious! Why should I be faulted for his drunken rants and unnerving obsession with death?

Melville: The two of you argue until the most ungodly hours of the night. I haven’t slept a wink in over a week. Good decision, Lu.

Rossetti: What am I supposed to do when he stumbles into my room and starts telling me all about how my body is going to decay and rot and be torn apart by wild dogs? I won’t take that kind of talk sitting down, I’ll have you know.

Sor Juana: Nor should you, Christina. Rest assured, I believe we all know who’s going to be decapitated this week. There’s no mystery.

Kafka: You may think so, but if that’s the case, why is Virginia no longer with us?

Rossetti: ………

Sor Juana: Because you foolish men thought it funny to band together to save one of your own, no matter how much more ingenious and insightful Virginia was over Charles!

Kafka: What are you basing that assumption off of, Sor Juana? The results of the vote were never revealed to us, so all we know is that Virginia received at least one more vote than Charles. Nobody knows who everyone else voted for.

Sor Juana: There’s no need for us to know who voted for who. There were three women. Virginia and I could not vote due to our status as nominee and Head Thinker – a position I regretfully didn’t take into consideration when planning my choices – which means that Christina must have been the only one to vote to decapitate Charles. You, Franz, joined with Herman, Lu, Rabindranath, and Moliere to save one of your own kind. Did you not?

Kafka: That’s not the case at all. I can only speak for myself, but I chose to save Virginia to repay her for saving me that first week.

Baudelaire: Franz!?

Xun: I shall also admit that I voted for Charles. His antics have frightened me on more than one occasion. I guess I won’t make it hidden that I’d prefer to see him go this week.

Baudelaire: Must you all turn against me over a few whims?

Sor Juana: Just a minute. If what you two say is truthful, then a completely different result should have appeared last week. The vote would be split: Franz, Lu, and Christina for Charles; and Moliere, Herman, and Rabindranath for Virginia. Why wasn’t I notified to cast the tiebreaker ballot?

Melville: Because your math must be off by at least one vote, Sor Juana. Someone who said they voted for Charles is lying.

Rossetti: This line of thinking is pointless. Virginia’s loss is a loss to us all if it means that this goblin is free to torture us for another week. Just finish this ceremony so I can begin praying for a chance to win the Power of Reason Ceremony.

Xun: …Any final comments?

Sor Juana: …No.

Xun: Then I shall make it official. This week, I nominate Charles Baudelaire and Christina Rossetti for decapitation.