this is theT thing I said un the last chapter, tis a thing that we had to write as what we thought how this one lil story would end, and the story is "The Tiger or the Lady" and the bacicsis this dude is in love with t his princess and she loves him too but he gets put into this arena thing because they aint supposed to be lovin each other, and theres these 2 doors, behind one is a lady who he'll be instantly married to (and this dude knows the lady behind this door, and she's been making moves on him that aren't completely unrequited), no matter what, and the other is a tiger thas gonna kill him. the princess gives him a signal to go to the right with her hand, before it cuts off and is like 'well what do you think is behind the door? the princess would be pruned if she had to kill the one she loved but she doesn't think she could bear for him to live his life with another woman
this is what I wrot on my phone for it
He tugs open the right door without hesitation.
He stared into the ravenous eyes of the tiger, slinking near the doors as if waiting for him to greet it. Dread fills him, so much so he feels like its drowning him. He slowly backs away from the tiger as the tiger slowly prowls forward, into the light where the arena's other occupants can see it. its fur is matted, its muzzle coated in dry blood, seeming like an omen of what is to come. As the tiger leaps forward, jaws open wide, time slows for him, and he turns to look towards his lover. The tiger tears at his stomach as he stares at the princess, eyes filled with betrayal, his screams filled with pain and hurt. The tiger pushes him to the ground, feasting all the while, and he reaches for his lover, eyes screaming at her as his voice crackles in pain, and his voice slowly slips from the air as his life slips away.
His hand falls to the ground, *his expression lax as death claimed him and his dead eyes still held the emotions of his last moments, until that too was devoured by the beast.
I altered the line, it woulda looked like this if I didn't change it
His hand falls to the ground, his expression locked into one of intense hurt, until that too was devoured by the beast.
alos i was the only one who wrote this much, but I didn't have to read it outloud. everyone else did like one sentence or two
my hand is half asleep and it was p hard to type like that
gnite