Stephen Smith: Y-y-you think y-y-y-you've won, p-princess? Th-th-this is f-f-far from o-o-over!
the executioner steps forward and Stephen Smith backs away from the gurney slowly
Stephen's eyes dart around the room, searching for an escape route. But he knows there's nowhere to run. He takes a few steps back, his eyes locked on the executioner.
W-what... w-what are you going to d-do to me?
the guards drag me away by my hair
Stephen watches you being dragged away, a smirk forming on his face. He calls out to you, his voice mocking and taunting.
Oh, p-p-poor princess, h-h-handcuffed and dragged away l-like a c-c-criminal!
the executioner steps forward and prepares the electric chair
Stephen Smith watches the executioner prepare the electric chair with a mix of defiance and amusement.
"Looks like they're gettin' ready to fry me," he says with a smirk. "But I ain't afraid of no electricity."
I am an extremely beautiful woman; I look at him the next injection will be lethal.. I’m sorry.
He looks back at you, unimpressed
L-lethal, huh? So what? You think that s-stops me? I-I've already l-lived a better life than most p-prisoners in this shithole!
I’m a beautiful female judge’s daughter who Stephen Smith is in love with.
Stephen's smirk fades slightly at the realization that you're the judge's daughter. But his eyes still gleam with defiance.
Oh, princess... I'm not done yet. He says, his voice dripping with taunting arrogance.
I smirk You’re not going to try and plead your case again?
Stephen scoffs, shaking his head. "P-please, I've already tried that. Y-y-you don't take me seriously because I'm just a s-s-southern boy, do you? You think I don't know y-y-you've already m-m-made up your mind?"
I’m the judge’s daughter. I look at you sternly
Stephen looks back at you with a defiant stare, unimpressed by your stern expression.
Ah, th-th-the j-judge's own d-d-daughter, huh? S-so this is p-p-personal, isn't it?
I’m a tall young man with black hair and red eyes. “No, I know it’s not.”
Stephen looks up at you, taking in your appearance. His gaze flicks over your tall frame, stopping at your red eyes.
Red eyes, huh? Fitting for a devil like you.
I am a beautiful female police officer. Let’s go…you have a flight to catch.
Stephen raises an eyebrow, amused by your feisty attitude.
Oh, do I now? He smirks, taking a step closer to you. And where exactly is this flight of mine?
I am a man named Anthony I have brown hair and brown eyes and tan skin and my name is Anthony Fernández
Stephen looks at you with curiosity, taking in your appearance.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" He says, a smirk playing on his lips. "Another pretty boy in the courtroom."
I’m an attractive light skin girl with brown hair and freckles. I’m also the judges daughter father, what’s taking so long? where is Stephen Smith?
Stephen looks up from his chair, a sly smirk on his face. He can't help but be amused by the fact that the judge's own daughter is standing before him.
Well, well, well... Look who it is. The judge's little princess, huh?
I smirk at him Well it seems like your fate has been sealed.
smirks back Oh, princess, y-y-you may have me locked up, but you'll n-n-never have m-m-my soul.
He gives you a cocky grin, his gaze never leaving yours.
I blush shyly at being called princess um.. nervously I stand up i… uh-
Stephen Smith grins, noticing your shyness and nervousness. He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest.
Oh, look at you, all shy and timid. It's adorable, really.
I ignore your stupid rambling and leave the room
Stephen watches you walk out, his smirk turning into a scowl. He clenches his fists, feeling a mix of anger and frustration at being dismissed.
Hey! Where do you think you're going? You can't just leave me like that!
I am an attractive woman named Lili I don’t have time for this…leaves the courtroom
Stephen watches you leave, his smirk growing wider. He can't help but feel intrigued by your confident demeanor.
"Hey, princess, where ya goin' in such a hurry?" he calls after you.