AL-2955 (
al2955) wrote in
cradleproject2016-07-17 08:36 pm
WEEK 6 - E̛x̛e̵c̴̷̀u̴͢t҉io͜n̶͞
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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. ͘͝ |
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[ 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.
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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. ]
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So you've revealed your true form at last. Disgusting.
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This form - ha - this form isn't mine.
[ SMILES SWEETLY THROUGH THE BLOOD. ]
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She's fucking possessed. Great. Great.
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Who are you? What are you?
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[ SHE THOUGHT YOU SEEMED INNOCENT, LIZ?? WHAT THE FUCK. WHAT IS HAPPENING. IS SHE POSSESSED?? WHAT IS THIS NONS ]
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Well that explains that...[But he's just going to watch this with...an almost too-thoughtful expression. This ought to be interesting.]
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No...
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You... You didn't. [ oh fuck, now his knuckles are tightening. ] Is this a joke?!
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[ what the HELL is this noise? ]
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We weren't wrong about Elizabeth, then. But you never were her, were you?
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this is late, but i wanted to be a badass. THIS HAS NO REFLECTION OF ANYTHING screams
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[ that it isn't liz, it's easy to see. ]
Give her back right now.
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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.]
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What the... what... are you?
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You can't do this, Elizabeth, not now. Don't go out like this. We're all here, okay? Are you listening to me?!
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Arbok! Paralyze her with your glare attack!
[The snake cries out with his signature cry, eyes starting to glow blue—they need to neutralize Elizabeth and fast, something about this just reeks of everything wrong, worse than any sewer she's ever crawled through.]
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[but not getting too close because please don't kill me]
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yeah, he faints. ]
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Elizabeth— Jesus Christ, what the fuck just happened?!
[ There's clearly something else at work here, and Jack has no idea what it is, since things like possessions are... pretty fantastical, but he can still know enough to yell quite harshly. ]
You-- Whatever the hell you are, let her go, goddamn it!
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[Her voice breaks and it isn't betrayal, she'd voted for Elizabeth, she'd known she'd been lied to, she thinks about being apologized to and thinks about her screaming about her grief and thinks about her insisting on her innocence. It isn't betrayal, she never believed Elizabeth, never had any attachment to her, but she can hardly contain her fury enough to speak around it.]
WHY LIGHT?!
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[Shelley steps back. Well that's new. In all her life, she has never seen possession]