cradleproject | WEEK 8

WEEK 8 - Execution

the pygmalion. . .

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WEEK (7)

sunday EXECUTION

(22) survivors

As voting comes to an end, a song filters in played so loud that it becomes distored and fragmented.

If a participant checks their datapad, they will see the the victim and suspect chosen by majority's pictures displayed. If they attempt to scroll, they will see a list of characters and their votes in alphabetical order.

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That doesn't mean you can stand there and make it seem like you were being so logical and noble, trying to save all of us from someone you thought might have been a monster based on a fact that only exists in your home!

[addie stop yelling???]

You killed my friend, do not attempt to make it seem like you were correct in doing so!

Never said I was correct. Think that's proven, actually. Only saying that in the face of this [He'll avoid saying shit. Just because it's Addie.] it's not a choice of doing or not doing it. It's when.

Liar. Liar! You always had a choice! You could have chosen to be a decent person, but you didn't! Nobody forced you to kill him, that was your decision!

Adelina, please. [His voice is tired, but firm. He's been staying out of this, as he can't blame any of them for their anger, but this one feels too cruel to ignore.] Every one of us had choices. He, fewer than others. There will be time enough to hate the ones we made in the morning.

[that absolutely calms her down and makes her rethink her words-- jk her butthurt can't be contained, sorry dorian.

when she speaks, she means to sound angry. she is</> angry. instead, somehow, her voice is quieter than she anticipates, wounded instead of thundering.]

Don't speak to me. I trusted you. You have no right to lecture me about this, you have forfeit every reason that I...

[her voice cracks. she halts, trails off midsentence, takes a breath. she doesn't know why this stings much more than the others.]

I know. [He's still firm, but gentler now.] I wouldn't dream of asking you not to hate me for this, you've every right. But he is going to die now. He doesn't deserve this.