WEEK 6 - E̛x̛e̵c̴̷̀u̴͢t҉io͜n̶͞

[al2955]

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s̛̕͜u̷n̴̕d͡ay͞ ͜͠͠EX͞È̢C̶̕U͏͜T̕Ì̡O͜͞N̡ (29̨)͘ ͏̶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. ͘͝

victims



cul͟?͞͞͏?p͡r͘͢it̡͘?̨͘?



scapegoat



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RESULTS

[al2955]

[ After the song ends, an announcement plays.

Jack: 5
Elizabeth: 10
Fumi: 3
Frankenstein: 10
Clover: 0 ]

Your votes have been tallied. Congratulations! You discovered the true culprit, Elizabeth. Time will be allotted for the culprit to be spoken to.

Unfortunately, you have made a tie vote. Frankenstein received as many votes as Elizabeth has. As such, you will have to say goodbye to him as well. How tragic.

[missmaladroite]

No---- that isn't fair! Call for a revote! You can't kill them both!

[thanatosincarnate]

{ No... this can't...

As such, you will have to say goodbye to him as well.

How tragic.

How tragic.

He can't speak for a moment. How could he? }

[breakshot]

This is nonsense and you know it!

There's no reason to kill them both - Alice, stop this! Change it! I don't care how, just stop!

[muties]

Wh-- what the fuck? What the fuck.

[ oh god she fucked up excuse her while she bluescreens do not bother rebooting ]

[parodeity]

Holy fucking shit.

[ WHY'D THEY BOTH FUCK IT UP???? ]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

No! You can't-- he didn't do anything!

[I DON'T HAVE SAD CHAT ICONS BUT THIS IS LITERALLY THE WORST???]

[toprotecttheworld]

No...

[Light Field. Hancock. Frankenstein. Elizabeth. If this isn't stopped, their count just went down by four.]

Stop! Stop right noooow!

[allout]

[ no

no no no no no ]

You can't! I'll die in his place, just don't-

[todorable]

...Fuck.

[brooches]

No... no way.

[ As the tallies flicker on her screen, she expects her name, but not for the reason you might think. Not at all. She expects people to vote for her, to kill her with false information that she can't disprove... but... when they say that they voted...correctly....?

Elizabeth's eyes widen. She snaps her gaze back and forth. Jack. Fiona. Rhys. Frankenstein. Hancock's death stoned body. Clover.

That's a mistake. ]

No. I didn't... I - I didn't! I would never do this! You're wrong! This is wrong! [ Her head hurts, she flinches and clutches her temples as blood begins to trickle from her nose. ] Hancock was my frie-

[ Suddenly, her form freezes and convulses. As Elizabeth's doubled over, her form pressing against the conference room table. Anyone would note that Elizabeth's nose seems to be gushing with blood. The red liquid spills from her nostril and immediately, the form snaps upwards into a loud, diabolical cackle.

Her laughter booms in the room, her eyes snapping open and a darkened, black gaze replaces her light, cheerful eyes. ]

[thanatosincarnate]

...

So you've revealed your true form at last. Disgusting.

[qundercover]

[Oh FUCK no]

She's fucking possessed. Great. Great.

[missmaladroite]

[IMMEDIATELY on alert]

Who are you? What are you?

[muties]

If you villain monologue, I will stab you myself, holy fucking shit.

[ SHE THOUGHT YOU SEEMED INNOCENT, LIZ?? WHAT THE FUCK. WHAT IS HAPPENING. IS SHE POSSESSED?? WHAT IS THIS NONS ]

[chiseler]

[...oh good. Possession! Just what this trial needs! So he's watching for a moment and staring up at her.]

Well that explains that...[But he's just going to watch this with...an almost too-thoughtful expression. This ought to be interesting.]

[bloodbiter]

[just gonna... back away from her, a hand pressed firmly over her mouth in horror.]

No...

[breakshot]

...

You... You didn't. [ oh fuck, now his knuckles are tightening. ] Is this a joke?!

[parodeity]

Jesus fucking shit!

[ what the HELL is this noise? ]

[tevinteriscoming]

Kaffas. [He sounds entirely angry and disgusted, but he's drawing his staff just to be safe.]

We weren't wrong about Elizabeth, then. But you never were her, were you?

[bloodteller]

Give her back.

[ that it isn't liz, it's easy to see. ]

Give her back right now.

[thatbites]

[Okay, extra fuck this?? Her chair clatters noisily to the ground as Emily jumps up and backs as far as humanly possible away from Elizabeth.]

What the fuck? No one said there was monster shit here? I've had enough with monsters!

[After a week of dreaming about she doesn't need it to end with this.]

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[can i get a chorus of what]

What the... what... are you?

[thatbites]

We got the right one, yeah? There's no need for it to be both. What does it even prove?

[she fucked up. she fucked up, she fucked up. she can't accept fucking up.]

[unasking]

[Well then.

Frankenstein looks at the screen for a long moment. On his face, no emotions clearly pass. However in his eyes, they certainly speak multitudes.

Sadness. Betrayal. Surprise.

Exhaustion.

It’s when he speaks that his age shows, coming from an older place.]

… I suppose I have lived long enough.

[There’s a moment where he smiles, expression smoothing out.]

I apologize for the outburst earlier. You caught Light’s killer.

However…

[In the end, they caught him too, didn’t they?]

Well, don’t feel too bad. I have enough blood on my hands that I’m sure some old, angry souls will thank you for this. It’s human to err, is it not?