Speech Is Silver - Julia's Tragic Trial

[messaline]

Messa is in trouble! How could she do for her Paskell's Saga (cf: the last post) if Julia die ?

I need of her !!!

 

[RacingRodent]

I think the missing credit card is a hint

Of course a rodent is always optimistic

 

[admihoek]

Messa is in trouble! How could she do for her Paskell's Saga (cf: the last post) if Julia die ?

I need of her !!!

I think the missing credit card is a hint

Of course a rodent is always optimistic

yep i need my card and the honourable Julia need me for her problems

 

[sambaman]

After this unenjoyable view into an unenjoyable future
let's go back to present time,
which is already bad enough:

The hours go by,
slowly,
incredibly slowly ...

And my decay makes soon some progress.
(picture 157)

But of course the executioner does not make the slightest effort to ease my suffering.
This may be understandable, as her own situation is not that bad ...
(picture 158)

Soon it seems the sun has burned out the last remains of my little brain.
I even have forgotten where the home of my coming syndrome is situated.
But who cares about such a question?

In fact I have other sorrows than this goddamned Helsinki syndrome.
And meanwhile my thirst increases with every minute,
with the result that I plead and plead ...
(picture 159)

But I can not see any kind of equipment which could be used to offer me some drops of water.
I only can see this goddamned "Cup of honary"
which was awarded to the executioner for my death.
What an awful humiliation!

And of course, unlike me, the executioner has enough to drink.
(picture 160)

But instead of offering me the slightest bit,
she just talks about her career,
as usual mentioning that she does not kill me from personal reasons.
According to her jabbering my execution happens just to push her professional perspectives,
but not to cause me any kind of troubles.

When she says the latter I can see a repulsive grin in her face.
How I hate this face!
And I will never forget her words ...

However, whatever I may think, I'm hanging helplessly on the cross,
caught in an eternity of agony
(picture 161)

... forever and ever,
at least as long as I'll live ...


...
to be continued (tomorrow)
...

shave those slave's pussy before execution.
it would look at lot better to me ..

 

[Julia]

Messa is in trouble! How could she do for her Paskell's Saga (cf: the last post) if Julia die ?

I need of her !!!

Thank you very much, my Dear!

And thanks too to my other dear friends!
It's really heart-warming that your good and optimistic wishes are still with me.

However, actually my situation is just miserable ...

By the way, I know that I'm "a bit" late with reading, appreciating and liking the great stories of my friends. This will follow in the next days. Promised!
Well, in the worst (and not unrealistic) case, if I die,
I will have to read them somewhere in the next world ...
But this will not reduce the likes

yep i need my card and the honourable Julia need me for her problems

Thank you very much, my Dear! You are really a friend!
But unfortunately there was a little accident ...

So may the following chapters not only describe my pitiful situation,
but also reveal the secret of the missing credit cards ...

I think the missing credit card is a hint

Of course a rodent is always optimistic

Thanks Dear!
I really love your optimism,
but ...

actually it looks more than miserable for me ...

...

I don't know whether this is generally the sense of an execution ...
but in any case I feel not very good.

And with any further hour my state becomes worse and worse.
Even my moans became a little bit monotonous ...
(picture 162)

Meanwhile even the executioner is slightly bored.
(picture 163)

But during a little break for an upgrade of her makeup ...
(picture 164)

... she gets a sudden idea.
(picture 165)

What follows now ...
(pictures 166-169)

... is really the summit of humiliation.

And it leads to a surprising discovery.
(picture 170)

Everything is so embarassing!
I just want to die.
Immediately!

But it's still a long, long way,
an agony-filled and humiliating highway to hell ...


...
to be continued
...

 

[RacingRodent]

Given the available options I think that was quite enterprising

Bravo Julia

I shall sttle down for the next scene

 

[admihoek]

oooppps now i can pay for the kerosine Tree

 

[Julia]

Given the available options I think that was quite enterprising

Bravo Julia

I shall sttle down for the next scene

Thanks Dear!


...


Back to the remains of my sad life:

After the discovery of the missing cards
the executioner has,
even more than before,
something to look forward: A future without any financial sorrows.
(picture 171)

Unfortunately there is also some loss.
(pictures 172 and 173)

Hopefully Hansi can forgive me that mess ...

In any case I feel even more miserable than before.
(picture 174)

And I feel more broken
and more humiliated than ever.

Meanwhile I regret that I ever had been born.

The executioner,
obviously enjoying her success, as well as her splendid future perspectives,
goes back to her sunbath ...
(picture 175)

... whereas I suddenly notice a rather uncharming visitor,

a hungry vulture.
(picture 176)

Now it's obvious
and I have to face it:
The end is near ...

...
to be continued (perhaps in the evening; otherwise tomorrow)
...

 

[LittleSiss]

So nice to have back again!

Your stuff is always so much fun!!!!

 

[thehangingtree]

I don't think she stole the cards. They just got stuck in the card-reader slot...

...this whole execution is an outrage...

t

 

[admihoek]

we know that slot......................

 

[jacksjg89]

shave those slave's pussy before execution.
it would look at lot better to me ..

pubic hair is very attractive, and provides several health benefits.
What happens if Julia keeps living? Is the executioner stuck there till she dies?

 

[admihoek]

but my dear Julia what means this.........................i didn't know

​

 

[Julia]

pubic hair is very attractive, and provides several health benefits.
What happens if Julia keeps living? Is the executioner stuck there till she dies?

Thank you very much, my Dear!

Regarding the executioner I would not expect any real chance that she let's me live.
Surely, she is corrupt, but in general she has nothing else than her career in mind.
Hence it looks not very good for me ...

I don't think she stole the cards. They just got stuck in the card-reader slot...

...this whole execution is an outrage...

t

Thanks a lot, my Dear!
From obvious reasons I agree!

oooppps now i can pay for the kerosine Tree

Hansi, my Dear, I'm really sorry for that mess!
I hope you are not too angry with me.
And I can promise that I will not do it again,
never more!
(Of course not ... due to my execution ...)

Farewell, my dear friend!
And don't be sad!

... ...

The tragedy continues ...

Sometimes there's a miracle.
And sometimes not.

In my case it's unfortunately the latter.
What a pity!

That means that I have very bad cards.
And death is only a question of time.

Meanwhile especially the thirst is of an absolutely unbearable intensity.
And it becomes worse with any minute.
(picture 177)

Right now I would do anything for a few drops of water.
If necessary I would even drink it from the goddamned Honor-cup (picture 178)
which the executioner got as an award,
an award for my execution.
What a humiliating thought!

Actually it's already humiliating enough that I'm forced to see this thing from my position on the cross.
How I hate it!
How I hate the executioner's satisfied grin!
How I hate her!

But unfortunately I'm helpless,
helplessly waiting for my own end.

And indeed it's already time for the last rites.

So I beg for an opportunity to make some last minute-confessions.

Soon a nun, not really a friendly one,
appears at the crucifixion site to hear about my sins.
(picture 179)

Well, at first I just plead for some water
(picture 180) ...

... but, of course, without any success.

Obviously the nun needs the water for her own purposes.
(pictures 181 and 182)

Once again I have to face it: We can not have anything.

And I understand that religion is more for the really tough ...

Now my actual confession starts.
At first I confess only the usual uninteresting list of my sins.
(picture 183)

Her reaction is no surprise.
(picture 184)

But then,
following the logic that wealthy criminals are mostly treated much better than poor ones,
I start to tell her about the financial background of the terroristic attack which had lead to my execution.
(picture 185)

Obviously I'm talking nonsense,
but maybe this nonsense will make the following hours a bit more bearable.

Then the nun is ready with her officil duties.
And ready with me.
(picture 186)

And now ...
God bless the Seal of Confession!

And indeed, two minutes later the executioner knows everything about my enormous wealth.
I can see it in the greedy glance of her eyes.

Death is good!

...
to be continued
...

 

[RacingRodent]

A cunning plan, a master stroke, an act of genius....of course the slight hitch I detect in Julia's plan is that she is surrounded by complete imbeciles...will that work for or against her?

I'm staying tuned

 

[Julia]

A cunning plan, a master stroke, an act of genius....of course the slight hitch I detect in Julia's plan is that she is surrounded by complete imbeciles...will that work for or against her?

I'm staying tuned

Once again thank you very much, my Dear!

And now let's hope that the imbeciles are not more intelligent than me ...
...


The drama continues:

Immediately it becomes obvious:
My hypocritical confession has fullfilled its purpose.
Now the ececutioner is much more friendly to me than before.

And after some hollow politeness
(picture 187) ...

... our conversation quickly becomes more concrete.
(picture 188)

And after an overdue measure
(picture 189) ...

... and some tough negotiations ...
(picture 190-195)

... I must accept
her extremely generous offer:

The millions for her

and a mercyful and almost painless death for me.

Well, actually the deal is just a further heavy humiliation.

Not to mention that I'm still helpless,
as the executioner brutally demonstrates.
(picture 196)

And one thing has also not changed: In a few hours death will end everything,
but at least the terrible agony has an end.

Better than nothing!

Death is still good!
Just life could be a bit less stressful ...


...
to be continued
...

 

[Julia]

Perhaps it's typical for executions that they cause casualties.
Unfortunately I don't have enough time to muse about such interesting things.

Instead of this ...
must I,
a few minutes ago taken down from the cross,
currently lying on the floor and enjoying a short break for my maltreated bones,
prepare myself mentally for another last walk.
(picture 197)

Then, after a short opportunity for a last refreshing drink
(picture 198) ...

... the last walk starts.

It's time,
the Grim Reaper is waiting!

Once again I have to pull the cart with the executioner's equipment.
(picture 199)

And again she makes a joke at my cost.
But this time I understand the deeper sense of this joke.
Indeed she's right, there's really some comicality in this situation.

And even the strange clouds are back.
(picture 200)
Whatever this may mean ...

Perhaps it's not really relevant, but the thought that the executioner's damned Cup of Honor could make the cart even heavier
gives me a bit to think.
But this is not the moment for philosophic thoughts ...

Soon the way becomes too small for her cart.

So we have to walk, respectively to crawl.

It's a strange walk,
leading through a beautiful but ultra-dangerous landscape.
(pictures 201-203)

Some childhood memories are coming back,
the memories of a little girl whose usual playground was located at the edge of cicilization,
memories of a little girl who knows every centimeter in this goddamned bog ...

Well, the executioner has her gun
picture 204)

... but I have still my memories.

Death is good,
life is better!

And our walk (picture 205)
goes on ...


...
to be continued (tomorrow)
...

 

[admihoek]

indeed there are fools..............................

 

[thehangingtree]

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Duct tape will take care of pubic hair too...

Epic story, Julia...

t

 

[Julia]

...

Epic story, Julia...

t

Thank you very much, friend Tree

That's really nice!
(At least if it's not ironic
...

and here some news from the Western front ...

...

Some have a loaded gun.
The others have to dig ...

Once again I had to learn something.

After a stressfull march over a thin path
through the large bog which becomes more and more covered by a creepy fog
(picture 206) ...

... the executioner and me have reached the place where the target of our journey could be hidden.

And where my life will end.

Now I'm forced to dig,
to dig for the hidden millions
who never existed.

What's the sense?

Am I digging my own grave?

Soon large parts of my body are covered with mud.
And my backside shows heavy traces of the executioner's boots.
(picture 207)

Not to mention my meanwhile almost complete exhaustion,
caused by all the stress
and by the previous effort to pull parts of the executioner's equipment to this place.

Even here she wants to enjoy some provisional comfort.
(picture 208)

Almost without any break I'm constantly threatened by her.

And the executioner's eternal additional explanations
(picture 209) ...

... make my situation not really better.

And she has also further methods to motivate me to dig a bit faster,
methods which are based on ice-cold water.
(picture 210)

My chances to come out of this misery are still zero.

But my suffering soul,
having my heavily limited remaining life span in mind,
finds a little bit of solace in a childhood memory,
a memory of my beloved favourite aunt.
(picture 211)

The fog has not changed in the meantime.

And my miserable life perspectives are also unchanged ...

...
to be continued
...