For a brief blissfully ignorant moment she thought her plan had worked. She thought she had succeeded in hiding the Tera-Crystal-soon-to-be-Shiv. And so she steeled her resolve with dreams of success as she heard an unknown prisoner (
Isaac Merlo) fall to the heavy hand of injustice.
Her heart ached for the prisoner, and with each blow delivered she felt her body tighten in empathy. But she kept working, kept pretending to be good, and as the workday reached its conclusion she resigned herself to success.
Unfortunately success would not be hers on this day. The workday competition concluded, a victor was declared. And had that been the only thing to happen, she would have been happy. But it wasn’t. Somehow, they had spotted her crime. And so she found herself being dragged for a short moment until the dragging turned to hoisting, lifting her closer and closer to the Tera Crystals in the ceiling. Unfortunately for her she got a really good look at the crystals and what would follow.
But first the Toxic Chains tighten, and her body starts moving on its own. She tries to fight it, tries to keep it hidden. But her body would not listen, and so she retrieves the hidden shard from her chest. She feels a sudden tingling gush of warmth running down, quickly followed by itchy stinging. It seemed that the crystal made had reopened.
And had that been the only punishment, then she would have been fine with it. But luck would not have it be so, as the Tera Crystals began to project imagery, imagery showcasing the punishment.
A Pokeball was placed in the Mochi-bowl and an image of a Gengar would flash. And as the Megalopolans raised their hammer Johanna would begin to scream.
“No, no, not that! Don’t please, take ME, TAK…” SMASH
Johanna fell quiet the moment she saw the Pokéball be crushed and heard the sound of ghostly-’flesh’ Tears began to run like a quiet stream behind her mask. Retnauh was gone. One of her oldest companions. As cliche as it were she found herself remembering all the good times they had had, even some of the bad times. Retnauh had been there during the Rocket Days. And now he is gone. GONE. Johanna barely noticed the rest of the punishments being doled out. The fog of grief was too thick to see through.
But not thick enough to protect her against the fall as she is dropped roughly back on the dummy-ward floor. As if clarity suddenly hits her she realizes that the punishment is over, and their wardens expect them to move on.
The wardens were cruel to expect that. But their cruelty made it easier to push past the grief and latch onto the anger growing at the injustice of it all. She may have been broken at first, but the clarity of anger wisened her enough to know Retnauh wouldn’t want her to wallow in his death.
And so she hauled herself up from the floor and followed the rest of the dummies to the center where they were given a choice. A cruel choice, but an easy one. She preached working together outside the prison, and she was not about to prove those words hollow inside the prison.
She steeled her voice and resolve for clarity in both before she spoke. “I VOTE TRUST.” The words emerged loud and clear, though a strain of held-back sadness were still quite clear in it.
TLDR:- Johanna thinks she succeeded in stealing.
- She did not. Big oof.
- Johanna's Gengar is the unfortunate victim of the punishment, and she cries out begging for them to take her instead.
- They do not. Big Sadge
- Johanna hauls her ass over to the voting circle and votes: TRUST