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. ͘͝

victims



cul͟?͞͞͏?p͡r͘͢it̡͘?̨͘?



scapegoat



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[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?

[breakshot]

How...

[ YEAH NO, HE'S NOT TAKING THIS WELL. HOLY FUCK? ]

This can't be happening. [ he didn't vote for frank, but he's still white as a sheet. ] How the hell are you so calm about this? We screwed up - I screwed up - I--

[unasking]

[UH OH.

That gets Frankenstein to rise from his seat, he bends at the waist to hold Machias's face into both of his hands and look him dead in the eye.]

You did nothing wrong.

Machias. I need you to listen to me.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

Don't-- we can. We can still stop this, we have to--

[DAD NO??? YOU ARE THE ONLY DAD I LIKE???

WHY IS HE A FURRY I HAVE NO ICONS]

[unasking]

[ALAS POOR ZIA

Regardless he's going to pin Adrien with a look.]

If you dare get involved and try to stop this, I will never forgive you.

[allout]

[ nope, she's gonna go on and feel real bad. she didn't vote for him, but that doesn't mean that she feels any less guilty. she could have said more to defend him...

but all she can bring herself to do now is hug him. he doesn't have to return it, but she just needs to be present. ]

[unasking]

[ . . . . he hasn't been hugged in quite some time.

So he wraps his arms around her in return, giving her a hug back if only because he thinks that she needs one too. This can't be easy for her.]

I need you to be strong now, alright?

[tevinteriscoming]

[He looks exhausted as well. He was so certain something was wrong with Liz, that he couldn't have misunderstood her, that he ignored what the rest of his instincts were telling him. Whatever Light says, it doesn't make him feel any less terrible for being a part of condemning someone to death who didn't deserve it. So as drained as he is, he has to speak to Light before the end.]

I was right after all. It was foolish to believe I knew what was in anyone's heart. Not here. Particularly when I had believed you, too, about caring for Light and Clover. Though I'm sure it's little solace, I'm incredibly sorry for what we've done.

[unasking]

[ . . . . well.]

I admit, this was one of your more foolish decisions.

[If he's going to be quite honest. Regardless he's going to watch Dorian and sigh.]

You realize that I have responsibilities here that need to be fulfilled, don't you? What shall be done about that now, Dorian?

I expect you to work that much harder in order to compensate.

[parodeity]

Oh my god, dude, I'm so -

[ sorry, he just couldn't believe liz who'd been so dorky over pizza and kept getting it and who fussed over hancock and everyone else and was friends with jessie for so long was a killer.

how'd he fuck up two weeks in a row? ]

Shit.

[unasking]

[Well.

He'll be watching Dave for a long, long, long moment. Before shaking his head and reaching out to give him a pat on the head.

And then flick his forehead none too lightly.]

You're young. You'll make a lot of mistakes.

Learn from them.

[bloodbiter]

I'm sorry.

[that doesn't change it, she knows it doesn't, but she doesn't know what else to say as she listens to him. she doesn't know where to look or what to do.]

I should have listened to you. I thought— I'm so sorry.

[unasking]

[AH YES. Frankenstein regards Adelina with a frosty look, a raise of his brow coming along with it. When he speaks, his words are particularly scathing:]

You should have listened to me.

And what will you do now that you haven't? What do you plan on doing to make up for it?

[chiseler]

[There's just a very, very solemn look.]

Just yesterday you said to me that you wouldn't disappear until you helped us discover what happened and who was doing this. [And he drops his gaze.] There are a lot of people relying on you. [The kids, he means.] There has to be a way to fix this.

[unasking]

[YOU SURE DO GET A WARNING GLANCE TOO, LUKE.]

If you get involved and get caught up in this stupid mess, what do you anticipate will happen to those who are now relying on you?

Luke, I told you that others have placed their trust in you. That includes myself and I don't take disappointment well.

[erythristic]

[her mouth is kept in a neutral line, but her eyes say enough. it's regrettable, all of this. they had fought, and they had reached a standstill. winning but losing. and it hurts in some dead place inside of her that the first person to show her kindness on this ship, the only person who might have understood how much the years weighed and responded to that...

they can't fix this, can they?

there's no time for tears yet. instead, she steps forward to him, and if he'll allow her, she'll take his hands.]

And divine to forgive.

[we're sorry.]

Is there anything you would say as your last request? If I cannot stop this...[at least she can give him that.]

[laptopper]

...

[ Look, you voted for her, but she's not exactly happy about this either. ]

[thanatosincarnate]

... this isn't-- you can't--

{ He doesn't know what he's saying because it's not making sense; he's trembling. He's consumed with rage at the fact that Frankenstein's going to die. He suddenly doesn't care-- it's their fault he's dying, the ones who--

He can't... he... }

[missmaladroite]

No! This isn't over! We're not just going to let you--- [there's an edge of desperation to her voice here] We're not going to let this happen!

[i also don't have appropriate icons for this rip]

[tacklefordwhimsy]

[This is what Shelley gets for letting herself be swayed by emotions instead of logic. The fingerprints, those were conclusive proof...yet she still followed her heart.

And now an innocent person has to pay for it]

Oh god...oh my god...

...I-I-I...I didn't...why...

[She looks so immensely guilty about this...Frankestein was someone she liked, and she now is one of the ten murderers who are causing his death.

Shelley Winters is a lousy friend]

[todorable]

[situations that suck include but are not limited to: this]

...Guess we'll have to take a raincheck on that meal, huh.

[socloverit]

[He lied to her. He lied about her brother's death, had the nerve to do it while she was holding onto Light's final gift to her, tended her wounds and let her think Light was okay the entire time like it actually even mattered.

She hates him, she hates him for that, for raising her hopes without any reason for the thing that mattered most to her in the entire world.

But Light trusted him.

At one point, she did, too.

Tears well up in her eyes and she can't think hard enough about them to hate that they're there.

Her voice is so, so quiet, strained and cracked and broken.]

Don't—don't go.

[qundercover]

[Well. He voted for him. He feels bad about it, but. Really. What are you supposed to do in the face of a demon who can lie better than you ever could.]

Don't think apologies mean much right now, nothing I can do about that shit. Can do something when you're gone at least - keep an eye on whoever needs it.

[toprotecttheworld]

For what it's worth, I always thought you were tolerable.

[We'll assume this is before Jessie got maimed. Yes, she has to get a last word in, she thinks this is bullshit.]

[antagonize]

[He fucked up. He fucked up. He fucked up.]

... For what it's worth, I'm sorry.