you don't recognize the people being shuffled on stage. but they don't seem like they want to be here - they're pushed and shoved and halfway dragged to their marks by figures in black bodysuits, arranged as necessary. like puppets, almost.
the first, a man with wavy brown hair and a long brown coat, blearily looks up from where he's been positioned. his right arm hangs loosely by his side, and blood leaks slowly out from under the patch over his right eye. for a moment, he just stands and stares into the distance, and then the figure in the black bodysuit jostles him. he winces, and takes a deep breath.
and steps forward. the second he does, there's the sound of barking dogs in the distance. he stares out over the hall, not making eye contact with anybody, and then snaps his fingers. a noose falls from the ceiling, right in front of him. he steps up to it, and hooks it around his neck. and as he does - the floor falls out from underneath him. there's a sharp crack, as his neck breaks. he's still alive, though, you can see his eyes move. and then - the lights flicker. in the span of the dark, his body falls through the hole in the floor, and there's a sickening crunch. the sound of dogs, snarling and yelping as they fight each other for food.
this is…
the second, a young woman with long dark brown hair, is pushed forward. she instinctively kicks at the figure pushing her forward, but doesn't connect. her hair comes undone from the braid it's in, and as she turns her head, you can see the pointed ears. she spits blood, and wipes it from her mouth with fingerless hands, shaking. she is less eager to follow the first act, but she has to. she doesn't have a choice.
so she steps forward, and stares out defiantly into the dark. and as she does, a thousand arrows fly through the air and pierce her body. thud, thudthudthudthud - they hit every part of her, head to toe. some go through her entirely, leaving holes and bursts of blood. one of them hits her in the throat, so she can't even scream. and then, as she drops to her knees, eyes wide and shocked, she starts to disintegrate. slowly, agonizingly. it looks like she's in horrible, awful pain, writhing, gurgling... until she's gone.
who…
you cannot get on the stage. you can only watch. but why would you want to do anything? you don't know who these people are.
cw: suicide
regardless of where you are, the show begins.
you don't recognize the people being shuffled on stage. but they don't seem like they want to be here - they're pushed and shoved and halfway dragged to their marks by figures in black bodysuits, arranged as necessary. like puppets, almost.
the first, a man with wavy brown hair and a long brown coat, blearily looks up from where he's been positioned. his right arm hangs loosely by his side, and blood leaks slowly out from under the patch over his right eye. for a moment, he just stands and stares into the distance, and then the figure in the black bodysuit jostles him. he winces, and takes a deep breath.
and steps forward. the second he does, there's the sound of barking dogs in the distance. he stares out over the hall, not making eye contact with anybody, and then snaps his fingers. a noose falls from the ceiling, right in front of him. he steps up to it, and hooks it around his neck. and as he does - the floor falls out from underneath him. there's a sharp crack, as his neck breaks. he's still alive, though, you can see his eyes move. and then - the lights flicker. in the span of the dark, his body falls through the hole in the floor, and there's a sickening crunch. the sound of dogs, snarling and yelping as they fight each other for food.
this is…
the second, a young woman with long dark brown hair, is pushed forward. she instinctively kicks at the figure pushing her forward, but doesn't connect. her hair comes undone from the braid it's in, and as she turns her head, you can see the pointed ears. she spits blood, and wipes it from her mouth with fingerless hands, shaking. she is less eager to follow the first act, but she has to. she doesn't have a choice.
so she steps forward, and stares out defiantly into the dark. and as she does, a thousand arrows fly through the air and pierce her body. thud, thudthudthudthud - they hit every part of her, head to toe. some go through her entirely, leaving holes and bursts of blood. one of them hits her in the throat, so she can't even scream. and then, as she drops to her knees, eyes wide and shocked, she starts to disintegrate. slowly, agonizingly. it looks like she's in horrible, awful pain, writhing, gurgling... until she's gone.
who…
you cannot get on the stage. you can only watch. but why would you want to do anything? you don't know who these people are.
do you?]