Name: Kyla
Age: 18
Sex: F
Description: See image. Highschooler in her senior year.
Crime: Drug dealer in her free time, deals to fellow classmates, gets caught by drug enforcement officers after a tip, is sentenced to death under harsh new laws.
Scenario: Up to the author


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"Any last words, Nathan?"

The diminutive teen shifted uncomfortably, her slender frame strapped tight to the electric chair. She hated being reminded of her old name and her old self. Crystal, formerly Nathan Lewinsky, took a deep breath and shook her head, her strawberry blonde hair tied up in a neat bun.

Crystal looked up at the warden, a large and imposing black woman. The warden stared back impassively, eyes hidden by mirrored aviators. The pale teen quickly broke eye contact, and looked at the warden's hand, firmly gripping the power switch that would send 3500 volts of alternating current racing through Crystal's body.

The warden looked up at the clock. "One minute left", she noted, her tone slightly bored.

Crystal broke out in a cold sweat. She stared straight ahead, her slim fingers digging into the word arm rests of the chair. Her heart raced within her chest, and she began to breathe faster and faster. The tick of the clock hand moving each second echoed throughout the chamber as Crystal's time left inexorably ran down.

Finally, the large hand on the clock moved to 1:00PM. The warden didn't give Crystal any time to react, her hand immediately pulling the switch down. A powerful HUMMMMMMM vibrated the room as power surged through the leads stuck to Crystal's body. The young tranny went rigid, her eyes bulging as electricity poured into her. Sparks flew, and the faint smell of charred flesh began to permeate the air as Crystal cooked. The warden switched off the chair after 20 seconds, and Crystal slumped forward, smoke wafting off her peeled and burnt skin.

The warden walked over to the chair and undid the straps. She placed a finger on Crystal's thin neck, and felt nothing. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled a pen light out and pried open Crystal's left eyelid. White runny liquid poured out of the socket and down Crystal's cheek. The current had been powerful enough to melt the teens eyes.

The warden straightened her back and placed the light back into her pocket. She wrinkled her nose in disgust. All executions had a nauseating smell to them, but electrocutions were the worst.