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Cry

Summary:

Unnamed evil people threaten unnamed woman because they want another unnamed woman to cry(this causes tension). Written like a script, with a focus on dialogue and only a few bare-bones descriptions of events thrown in.

I had an Idea and did not flesh anything else out. This is best described as me going "wouldn't that be evil if it happened in a fic I write in some improbable future?" and then writing out the scenario in five minutes just to save it for later.

Notes:

Born from a little thought I had while musing about the fact that I don't make the noises when crying, and the last time I *did* make noises and how it felt awkward and how uncomfortable I'd be crying in front of others. Kinda blossomed from there, really.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Work Text:


Onek: Why don't you cry?

Twoek: I don't know, I guess I'm just too good for that.

Onek: You're capable; you have lungs and a voice box and eyes and working tear ducts. You're going to die. Why aren't you crying?

Twoek: I've cried before, I just don't feel like doing it now.

Onek: Cry

Twoek: (nervous smile) I can't just cry on command.

Onek: Would you cry if we killed Threek?

[ The screen behind onek turns on, Threek can be seen, having been cornered. There is no way out, but she is staring trustingly at the camera.}

Twoek: She has nothing to do with this, leave her out of it.

Onek: You care about her, would you cry for her death?

Twoek: I'm crying now, see? That's what this shiny stuff is. I'm crying now, so you can let her go, you have what you want.

Onek: That's not crying. If you won't cry, what would you do?

[The people around Threek arrange themselves, to execute her formally, raising their guns and aiming at her. Threek flinches, but keeps looking at the camera---almost through it, as if she's looking at something.]

Twoek: She has nothing to do with this. You're just going to make me watch her die? What for?

Onek: Cry.

Twoek: (frustrated) I *am* crying.

[The apparent execution continues; threek has little time left.]

Twoek: (More distraught) I *am* crying, what more do you want?

Onek: There is no weakness in your tears.

Twoek: That's what you want? Weakness? 

Onek: We want crying

[Some of the guns reload, Twoek gets down onto hands and knees.]

Twoek: (desperate, choking back sobs) Please, she means nothing, she has nothing to do with anything, I'm begging you.

[Threek looks away and closes her eyes as the guns' safety can be heard clicking off]

Twoek: (whimpered) please (devolves into sobbing)

[for a moment, nothing happens.]

Onek: Thank you :)

[The guns don't shoot, and for a long moment everything is still and silent save for the sobs of Twoek. Then, Threek opens her eyes and looks around as everyone raises their guns to the ceilling, aiming away from her before firing. Twoek flinches and cries harder.]

 

 

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Notes:

Unrelated note but I think a comprehensive list of every tag with detail explanations of what they mean(esp for the more obscure ones) would be wonderful. It's an unrealistic dream, but it would be wonderful.