Hallo! This is requested by Netheriea. Thank you for the request! Go check her out, she is so very poggers. :)
Also, she came up with the name "spirit of blood" for dead technoblade, so thank you!
Warnings:
•NO SHIPS (FULLY PLATONIC)
•set on the dream smp
•dead technoblade
•choking
•graphic mentions of death
•blood mentions
•self depreciating thoughts(?)
If theres any more warnings, please let me know. :)
______________________________________December 16th 2020
It was the date of technoblades execution; the 16th of December, of the year 2020. This execution date was originally created by the butcher army, consisting of 3 main people; Tubbo, Quackity, and Fundy, though Ranboo merely is also a part of it, solemnly due to being "close friends", with the one currently in line for his death penalty.
Obviously, there was a reason as to why technoblade had been sentenced to public execution, on this specific date, the reason being, for his previous crimes on which he committed at the previous war, but also in general.
December 16th 2020, Phil was on House arrest, though entirely able to have a clear view from where he was, despite not being able to go out of his designated area.
Techno would have to be pulled from where he usually lays, with chains, in order for no escapist.
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The butcher army arrived at technos house-with the knowledgeable information that he would most likely use something on which could protect himself from death, also commonly known as, a totem of undying.
Tubbo, the more intelligent among them all, had discussed about ways on which he could cheat death, and what would be the best execution method, before settling on the anvil method. An, or many anvils, had the full ability to knock someone else-or, hopefully kill them, and there was a low chance that someone could get out of it alive. Another plus side, was that it could be displayed near the centre of l'manburg, so those nearby, and Phil, could watch.
"Got the chains, right Quackity?" Tubbo questioned, making sure everything, and everyone would be set before entering.
"Check."
"Ok, Fundy, remember what we said. You stay out here, incase he attempts to escape, and releases from our grasp. Though its unlikely, it could be possible."
Fundy nodded in response, assuming tubbo hadn't finished talking.
"Quackity, give me the chains. I will be tying his hands together, so you have the job of trapping him, with your strength."
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