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guiltrip2023-06-18 02:22 pm
killerwaves) wrote in guiltrip2023-06-18 02:22 pm
WEEK 5; EXECUTION
Execution
Like always, no one is forced to assemble on the sandbar for execution, but given the verdict of yesterday you might feel obliged to follow the kittybots for various reasons. Things have been cleared up since the mess of trial, as always, though no amount of effort can block out the continued muted wailing of the warped whirlpools over the waves -- they sound a bit closer, now, in fact. The shimmer of the phenomenon is visible from Seagull's Playground, too, as though peeking whimsically over the horizon at the fruits of its own labor.
And those fruits are quite visible, in the form of two figures paraded out in front of everyone once again, down in the bowl of the amphitheater.
The administrators are present as usual, as are the sundry kittybots with snacks; this week they're offering cute cookies perhaps (in)appropriately themed. And of course there's milk, because you can't serve cookies without them.
. (( OOC: Executions are voluntary except for the executed and executioner. The path back to the island will also remain for the entirety of the execution, so characters may leave whenever they wish as well.))
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[She's looking at the two figures on their stage, two lovers, two bodies, like dolls in the sand.]
Do you feel like you're going mad?
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[ he shakes his head. ]
But I knew someone who did. Someone who, until the end, claimed that the world had taken his wife and child...so he destroyed the world in return.
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["Then light us fight God," Temenos says, and she does actually laugh, the sound dripping out of her mouth.]
Someone like God.
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he doesn't have any hope that things will go their way. ]
No, I don't think I know anyone that was anything like Rchimedes.
[ maybe his boss, once upon a time, considering that story he likes to tell over and over, but destroying worlds for the sake of making everyone equally unhappy isn't quite the same. ]
What would you do, if you met someone like him?
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[ that's not all too dissimilar to what sion did, no? replace ripping out the heart with decapitation...
though that's basically what his boss did with his world's rchimedes, no? ]
Why try to understand it? Why not just rip it out?
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I should think it would be nice to ask him what it's like... to be capable of loving something̴.̶
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[ he continues following temenos and beelzebub's movements along with walt, the vague memories of cecily and lake coming into the back of his mind.
sion's image also comes to mind, and he mindlessly wrings his hands on his lap. ]
Yeah, it'd be nice to know for sure, wouldn't it?
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[That gets her attention for all of a second, as if she needed the moment to hear what he said. Maybe this is the moment they get put into baby jail, or maybe it's a little before then.]
Ah, of course.
And it would surely be the most painful thing in existence.
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he calmly turns back towards the center, where beelzebub and temenos continue to struggle, and he lets out a huge sigh.
see? he had no hope. ]
Yeah. [ he nods. ] I think it’d be painful as hell.
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While they're still fixed here, she speaks quietly and almost unable to hear her own voice.]
E̶v̸e̵r̸y̸ version of this story ends with you being slaughtered.