WEEK 12 EXECUTION

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s̛̕͜u̷n̴̕d͡ay͞ ͜͠͠EX͞È̢C̶̕U͏͜T̕Ì̡O͜͞N̡ (11)͘ ͏̶s̸u̴rv̀i͏v̶͝o̧͘ŕ͏s͟ As͡͝ ̕͞v̢̛o̵̢t̀́íņ̀g͡͞ ̵̨́co̸m̧e̶s͟ t͜o̢̢ ͝a҉n̵̵̵ ̀͢e̸n̨d́҉, ͏̡a̕͏ s̢͞o̕͢n̶҉̸g͏̴ f͢͠i͠ļ͟͡t͏̡e͠r͝͝ś҉͟ ͞į҉n͏̸͡ ͡͏p̸l̶̨͝a͜y͡҉e̷d̵ ̧̕s͘o͝ ̡l͝o̸͡͠u͘҉d ͘t̴ha҉̵͘t͏̢͞ ͡i͟͝t̸̀͠ ͟b̀e̕c̷͘͘o̢͏m̢e͟͝s ̀̕͢d͟ist̡͢o̕͡r̷̨ęḑ̶͡ ̧҉an͜d̢҉͜ ̴̷̢f͢͡͝r͟a͝g̸ḿeņ̢̛t̷́ed̡͡.̢͟ ̛̛ ̢̀͞I̷f̴͝ ̵҉a̷ ͢ṕ̴̀ar̛t̶i̧͢c̨̡͞į͢͟p̛̛͠á̕n͘͟t͟͝ ch͏ec̀ks̀͢͝ t̨̕͞h̴͞e͟͡i̕r ͘͘d̵a͘tá̛p͟͝a̶͘d͡,̡͡ ͡th̸̕͟ęy͢ ҉w͡i͏l̀͡ļ̀ ̵ş̸́e̷e̕͘͏ ́t͠h̵͝ȩ̸ ҉̵t̵̵͟h͜ę̶ ̡̛v̵ic͞t͘͜͡į̸m̀ ͢͡à̵͟n̡̛d̵́ ̴̷s͘͢ų͠sp͞͞e҉̸͢c̸̶̛t c̕h͟os̛en͟ ̶̴b̸̨̛y̧ ̴m̀a͞j̵o͢͞r̨̀͏i̵̶̛t̴̀͜y͏'̛͡s̵̸ p̛i̛͜c̛tu͠ŕ͠e̶̕s ̵d͠iş̨p͘͝l̛͏ay҉̷e͠d.̸̛͜ ҉Í̶̸f̸̢̕ ̵͏t͏h̀͟ę͝y͞ ̴͜͟a͠t͏͜t̨̛em̨̛ṕ͟t ͜͝tǫ ̧͞s̷c̴̛r̢͘ơ̧l̶͜͝ļ͠,̷ t́͜h́͘e̛y̶ ͡w̨͜i̢l̢l̸͢ ̢se̶̢͞e͝͝ ͏a ̷l̢i͝҉s̶̀͜t of̛͞ ̕ch̕ar̢a͘͡c̢t͝er̷ś ̴a̕n͠͏d̴ t͟h́ę̧ir̴͝ ̵͘v̛o͘͡t́͏ę̷s ̵́i̴̡n̸̸͝ a̷͘l̴̴p̡̀͞h̸̷̕a͟b̶̀͠ę͟ţ̵̛i͏͘c͟al̨̡ ͞ór̶͠d͢͡e͞r̵͟. ͘͝

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[missmaladroite]

[she vaults over the fire after him -- too determined to even consider getting burned. She doesn't even notice Grell beside her, she's climbing into the vents to give chase]

No one is going to kill Adrien--- you, on the other hand, I'm not letting you escape! Give him back!

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[he's way faster in the vents than she is, and she doesn't know them, so she's definitey losing track of him for now.]

You think they wouldn't? They said so, didn't they? Over and over. Oh, if we miss, it's fine. What's one more murder in the end, right? They nearly got you executed for me, and then where would he be? Dead.

[missmaladroite]

[teenage girl yells at cloud vents. Where did he go? The only place she can think of is where the eye was]

[But she doesn't really know her way around her vents, so she's just angrily scurrying forward and listening for any signs of him]

I won't let anyone - them or you - take Adrien away from me! [Calm down, Yuno.]

[But he's baiting her, and she knows it. She tries to breath deeply, think, think]

What are you after? Why are you doing this?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[there's a sound like humming in her mind]

For Her. She sent us to this place, and we listen to Her word. You've all heard Her. Now, I'd say there was never anything personal about it, but... I'd be lying if you humans didn't make it so.

[missmaladroite]

What exactly is her word supposed to be? And why are you listening to it so blindly?!

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Don't talk about Her. Not with your filthy mouth. We are Hers, and soon, all of you will be too.

[missmaladroite]

[AGGRESSIVELY REFUSES TO CAPITALIZE THE WORD]

[she's still headed to gaea, but fuck these vents, to be honest]

Her, her, her, a giant eyeball? Don't make me laugh. What is she going to do, wink at me until I start doting on her and worshiping her?

[monsieurchatastrophe]

You don't know, but you've seen Her. You all have. Not that any of you were worthy.

By the way, are you always so bad at chasing, or am I going to have to wait for the rest of his natural born life?

[missmaladroite]

Yeah, a giant eyeball. How impressive. You guys have seriously low standards.

[okay, riling him up isn't working]

[but hey, she's going to kick her way into the gaea room and look for any signs of him]

Here, kitty, kitty.