This is too much fun to write :3

"Block, you have been found guilty of libel and an accomplice to murder. You have been sentenced to death"

"This is insane! I didn't do anything wrong!" Block shouted. She was dragged away screaming. We moved to the spectator's booth once more. It still brought back memories of the last execution.

Block was tied by her hands and legs, spread out over a white sheet of paper. I could see the execution's name already playing over her head.

A Blank Canvas

Blades of all sizes shot out of the walls, all aimed at Block. She squirmed, crying already. One larger blade buzzes in front of her, aiming. It shoots forward and stabs her in the inside of her left elbow. The screams make my ears ring. Blood pours down, caught by some of the other blades. They began to spread the blood around Block, as if painting a picture. I couldn't watch, but I was captivated by it at the same time.

When the blood from her elbow ran out, another blade stabbed Block's shoulder. More blood spilled down, coating Block in a crimson red. She wasn't screaming, but she was crying. Tears pooled and mixed with the blood. It was already gruesome enough.

Brushes come out of the walls, each coated in a different color. They paint on and around Block as if she were a part of the canvas. More blood pooled, but it began to mix with the paint. Blues, greens, and yellows, were stained with crimson red. One brush plunged right by Block's mouth, causing her to swallow some of the paint and begin to choke. Blades sliced at her wrists and ankles, collecting the ink for further use.

It lasted so long. The torture... it continued for what felt like hours. Block was fighting as best as she could, but she was fading. Then, one blade sliced across her stomach, guts spilling out. Block screamed, staring down in shock. The blades collected the guts and put them in other places on the canvas. It seemed that she was going to die soon.

I didn't expect her to get stabbed through the canvas. And yet, there she was, impaled on a huge steel paint brush. She coughed up one last bit of blood, before sloping down in defeat. The blades had painted her as an angel coated in blood. A message at the top read "An artist must go down in a sea of color."

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OMG TWO UPDATES BACK TO BACK!?!?!

WHAT IS THIS BLASPHEMY

I know, I'm crazy but I LOVE this book

And seeing as I'm still working out Tiny Heroes and T or D, I will be updating here A LOT

I just need a cover for this book

PEOPLE STILL ON DEATH ROW

Wattpad

Myself

@Glitch101

@LetTheJayPlay - Eliminated

@AddieHigenell

@Livhock

@Jal-Chikyu

@TheDerpyKing7-2

@BlockArtist - Eliminated

@Error-Unknown

@BlueDiamond101

(if you have any others just PM them to me and i'll add them)

YouTube

Any TC member

Any member of the Pack

Markiplier

jacksepticeye

Any other common youtuber except Pewds because I don't watch him