#;chapter 1

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He feels pity for the boy, can’t think what he must be going through. Regardless, it seems best to leave the two be for now, as much as he worries for her (and as much as he hates it).

He wonders what will become of her now...

[tsukaretahebi]

Hey humans,

Are ya feeling it now Mr Krabs?

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BONUS

To think the kid would leave behind a will, and for it to be even addressed at him. He reads it over as he sees the things that she left for him.

“...you fucking idiot...you cleaning it up would’ve been enough...”

He throws away the now crumbled piece of paper.

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To think the humans had made it this far without betraying one another. No dead body to be found as of yet left Samael quite impressed. However, the snakes didn’t seem to think that way...Heeding their call he was one of the first to arrive at the destination half expecting some sort of new incentive for the souls here to commit murder. Maybe they’d appeal to a reward? Tempt them with something?

Of the many things he thought, he had never expected this.

His heart had skipped a beat as Saeru’s gazed upon the gathered crowd. The name of his Rose crossed his mind in fear but as he heard the yelp he turned to look in surprise as his roommate had begun to be dragged. He felt a sigh of relief, or so he thought he did.

As he watched the snakes begin to crawl around her and as the screams of pain and agony filled the air he felt his fist clench. He doesn’t notice himself trying to move toward Hiyori until a tug at his feet caused by the snakes coiling around his ankles wakes him up from his murdering daze.

He remains staring in silence until the cries stop and the snake clear to reveal the terrible fate that awaited everyone here. A part of Saeru’s explanation falls on deaf ears as Samael simply stares at what once his roommate.

From the moment he had arrived up until now he knew what this was all about and what would happen. He thought he wouldn’t mind as it were humans the ones going through all this. 

To think that, even for an instant, he could feel sadness for a human other than Rosaline. That’d he’d find himself for the same thirst of blood that he once felt for humans but for a creature that mirrored what he wanted to become.

He is left bewildered, not at what had happen, but at the response this has had on him.

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Samael was starting to wonder when those snakes would make their move. This must’ve been their plan all along. Add betrayal, distrust and paranoia to the mix of this hell. Must say the motive is a bit lacking but guess beggars can’t be choosers. Someone might be stupid enough to actually murder to recover a lame sense, or maybe because they’re just some pathetic lap dog looking for approval from demons who don’t give two flying fucks about them. Truly, the scenario is worthy of a place that is called Hell.

Shame he is on the torturing side and not of the torturers. Perhaps on another life...

Regardless, without a sense of smell must of the colors of this world are starting to become dull and soon enough taste will follow. It is too early for him to enjoy killing this humans, they’ll get a chance to prove they aren’t trash like those he has met. Instead, he’ll go to Rosaline, to check how she is fairing in all of this and make sure no fucker gets a stupid idea.

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Yellow rose of Texas

Triggers: Decapitation and loss of limbs (Both robotic) 

Allison “Tex” Beth has been found guilty of MURDER

Commencing punishment now 

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   Down and down and down and down she fell, the armor clad killer slid down what felt like a life time, before landing in a large, dark room. A storage room? A training room?  

Whatever it was, it would soon be her T O M B. 

‘If this was her punishment’, she likely so foolishly thought, ‘ this wasn’t that bad’. A dark room, to die of boredom? Such a pleasant death compared to the one she did to that poor boy. (He was only sixteen! Dead before he was out of high school! Such the tragedy!)

 A Flash, and the room was illuminated! How surprised she was, seeing a room full of herself! Rows upon rows of Black armored robots, All perfectly identical, in both movement and appearance. All moving into a combat ready pose, all looking directly at her. She wasn’t stupid. No, far from it, she knew what this was.

Well, if they wanted a show;

                         SHE’LL GIVE THEM A FUCKING SHOW.

  All at once, they converged, Armies of one and many meeting each other in head to head combat. You hitch your breath, in concern, could she even handle that many? Can she win a war against herself? 

  All worries, were perhaps misplaced. She thought Valiantly, skillfully, like the trained killer she was. She ripped the head off one and used it as a weapon, tear a limb off and used it as a bat. It was bloodless (did that really made it handle-able?)  but no less brutal. She put up a good fight, better then most, better then you expected. She was making steady progress through the numbers.

     But even machines have their limits. The more she fought, the more of her shadows she fought, the harder it got. She knocked down one, two came back, she punched one, she got it back in full from several others. She was being surrounded, she was so beyond her means. She couldn’t win, She couldn’t, She physically couldn’t.  

She tried, she fought back so valiantly, so gosh damn hard. As if, there was some sort of reward for not succumbing to her fate. Clemency? forgiveness? an escape?

No

 One behind her grabbed hold of her arm and r i p p e d it out, flash of sparks of suddenly disconnected cables.So she wasn’t human either.  She yowls angrily in pain, but another grabbed her remaining arm and tore it off as well. She stumbles, the suffering and anger still on her invisible lips. More approached and more of her was torn asunder, breaking off or apart anything they could touch. Her chest piece went flying, a leg, a fist through the screen... Brutalizing her like she brutalized that teenager,

And eventually, the head was popped off,

 thrown carelessly to the side as the clones continued their bloodless carnage.  They didn’t cease until every last piece, every last wire, was torn and made into s c r a p. 

And like that, the feed ends. Did you all, did you all truly, just see some die?

Yes, Yes you did.

CHAPTER 1 END.

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Unfortunately no more words could be shared (not that there were many), as wordlessly the floor under Texas seemed to open up, an aperture.  Opening, opening, until she had no choice but to fall.

“Now, it is time to pass judgement.” A panoramic holographic screen appeared in  the center of the room, so all present could see what would befall her.

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Trial 1 Success

“All votes have been accounted for.” 

 Symmetra coolly brings up a holographic screen, not unlike the ones all of you were just interacting with. The pause, was palpable, perhaps intentionally so, until finally, she dismissed the screen.

“Congratulations, it appears you have all selected correctly. The one whom murdered Eikichi Mishina, is Agent Texas. Well done.” 

Texas protested, stepping away from her podium angrily as a glass (or what appeared to be) tube descended and captured her. She pounded on the walls, to no avail.   “You have 5 minutes until execution will commence. Say your last words now.”