Subject: Oh. Good.
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Posted on: 2015-03-31 00:54:00 UTC
Sorry Scapegrace. I misunderstood.
Just curious, how far did you get? Because, much as it fulls me with disgust, the last chapter almost makes the fic into something I almost want to professionally analyze. I suppose you all don't care about spoilers to a (unofficially) Legendary Badfic, do you? Good.
In the end, Trixie leads a revolution, and wins! All of the royalty involved in the sick things that occur in the fic are put to be executed. How? By having them turned to stone by a cockatrice, then killing the cockatrice. This does not kill them, per se. Rather, it traps them as living statues, unable to move, unable to act, and forced to watch as the world continues without them. They have no mouths, and they must scream.
I won't lie, that last chapter was very cathartic. The evil people were defeated, and punished severely for it. Is it enough for what they did? No. But it is almost as close as you can get. Yet... why is it that torturing and killing these people is morally justified, while everyone else's deaths were seen as the worst acts of humanity? The entire point of Blueblood's little club was taking part in all of the possible pleasures that we deny ourselves because of "morality." We say, these people are monsters. Rightfully so, might I add. And yet, how did I feel when they killed Blueblood? It was darn near erotic. My soul was so full of justice, I could burst! It was an almost sexual pleasure. Now, wait a minute...
I don't know, maybe I'm insane, but there seems to be something of value here in this piece of garbage smut. Something worth analyzing, and taking a second look at. If I could muster a second look, that is.