Round 4: confessions camera

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This is where you can post anything your character says in the confessions camera room. The room is soundproof, and nobody on-site will be able to see or hear anything they say in there. Everyone outside of the site will see what is said, though.

We're keeping this post unlocked so everyone can see, since previous round characters will be able to see anything said here. Just remember that stuff mentioned in here won't be known to characters participating in the round unless the character tells someone about it outside of the confession room.

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Week 5, after the game - slight suicidal implications?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[For the first time in the entire game, Moriarty appears in the confessions room - Still in his Servant attire, his cape on him with more than a few butterflies fluttering around him.

His eyes are still just as cold and severe as they became shortly after Akira's death, the chill of his entire being seeming to even be able to penetrate into the camera watching him.]

....I am no stranger to loss.

[He speaks, quietly - firm, but with nothing behind it, none of the fire or emotion he had at the start.]

Indeed, all I have ever had, I have lost. When I lived, I lost my single shot at being Good, at teaching, because I dared publish a truth the public was not ready for. I stained my hands in evil, yet everything that I gained, I lost again - at the hands of a single detective, so determined to stop me that it all faded away.

And in the end, I lost my life to that man - atop those falls, that rushing water...they still echo in my ears, louder than ever now.

Yet...those falls refuse to take me.

[He looks down for a moment, before his blue gaze flickers back up, resolute and solemn.]

...I am a villain. I can never be forgiven for my sins, nor do I ask for forgiveness - for I know I will never be given it, nor do I deserve it. Though I have not personally taken lives, I still bear the weight of those souls on my back.

But...even I cannot take eternal loss. Especially at those who have done nothing to deserve it, whose sins far underweigh my own. Those I saw as my own family...those close to me. I cannot do anything for their sufferings, or their deaths - merely continue on, as if that even remotely makes up for their losses and pain.

[There's a deep, bitter self-loathing as he says that - but then it vanishes, and he stares at the camera again, looking...pleading, almost.]

...I am James Moriarty, the Napoleon of Crime, the man always destined to die for his crimes.

Yet, here... I have learned the pain of being the one that survives when everything is taken from you.

...And I wish I had never gained that knowledge.

[He sits in silence for a moment, closing his eyes - before getting up and leaving the room, shutting the door as quietly as he can.]