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 Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2008 7:18 pm
Dorm six is truly a place that no one would want to be. For what lies inside is truly horrifying. It belongs to the Alliance member known as Fear who is truly an odd character considering he likes to torture people and conjure up their worst nightmares. His room reflects his personality perfectly, which is quite the scary thought.
It looks exactly like a torture chamber. Well, it is a torture chamber. The walls are dark, stained with blood, and are lined with various instruments that could tear the limps off anyone's body. In the middle of the room is a table that has bindings to lock whoever is on it nice and tightly. Around this table, along with more torture tools of course, are the tools that Fear uses to take blood from his victims.
In the back there is indeed a room that is livable, where Fear actually stays. Another door, within that same room. Leads to the chamber beneath the Library.
[I'll be more descriptive later]
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 9:29 pm
"Oh, Dotty~" The chilling voice of Fear cooed as he twirled over to the girl who was strapped to his table in the room. "It's time for faaavooorite part of day." The boy continued, a hiss apparent in the boys voice.
His eyes looked down towards the girl, those blood red orbs lusting for what he desired most. Blood. Oh, how he loved blood. The taste of such a delicacy was so sweet upon the boy's twisted lips. Everyday he had to have it, and his source of it never ended. For the girl he had been given had long been killed, making it so that her blood would never stop flowing through her perfect veins. Ah yes, she was a rather interesting victim. Though he wasn't complaining that she had been given to him. The girl's lack of sight and inability to speak to him made his job far more enjoyable. All he had to do was put the girl to sleep and take what he needed. Though it was unfortunate that she didn't get to watch. He enjoyed allowing his victims to watch when he sliced their bodies open and allowed the blood to pour free.
"Time for some tastyssss." The boy sang, the hiss still lingering in his eerie voice as he reached for his scalpel. The twisted smirk became etched onto his lips as he then reached for the girl, stopping when he came to where her heart was. With a cackle of excitement, the boy pressed the scalpel into the girls skin, squealing as blood began to ooze from the cut. He traced along the lines that were there due to the many times that he had sliced the poor girl open until it was large enough for him to reach inside the girl. Squealing once more, the boy rushed away from the table to go fetch the lines that would connect the girl to the collection bags. Once retrieving them he went back towards his victim and hastily connected her to his "medical" equipment. His eyes shifting towards the collection bag as he watched the blood begin to accumulate within it.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2008 10:06 pm
It was dark. Though, that wasn't unwelcome. Personally, the girl had never really disliked not being able to see what was around her or what could be lurking behind her, waiting to strike. Actually, it was usually her who was doing the lurking. Gray eyes remained focused on the path ahead, ears listening for anything that shouldn't be around her at that moment in time. The soft tapping sound her bare feet had been making stopped abruptly as she jerked her head around to look behind her. A scowl appeared on thin lips. Damned screaming monsters. They should be more grateful, she helped put them together. Useless things. She'd blow one of them up later, but she had better things to do at the moment. Turning on her heel, she began walking again. Dark liquid dripped from her cheek, but it was flicked away with her index finger.
The frigid girl had made more of a mess than necessary with the monsters that day. One of them just wouldn't piece together correctly, so she had blown up five or six of them up to calm her fury. Which, of course, was why she was taking the long way to a certain person's room because her white dress was soaked with a sticky red liquid. Frankly, it didn't make her any happier that she was leaving a trail that she would have to clean up later, either.
Bare skin made contact with stairs, alerting her that she was fairly close to her destination. A manic voice echoed in the empty corridor, bouncing off the walls in such away that made it seem like it surrounded her. He always had liked to talk to his victims. Sighing, she continued climbing what was a ridiculous amount of steps. He just always had to get so giddy about it. A pale light appeared in a small streak at the top of the stairs. Closed door, naturally. That didn't make her happy. It was a pain feeling around for a door knob. Lean fingers chilled on metal once she found it, however.
Rapping on the door twice with her knuckles, she pushed the door open. Running her fingers through her blood-spotted hair as unwelcome light attacked her eyes, Lucretia stood there in all her horrific glory. Lovely, apparently she had interrupted feeding time. After I went through all of that trouble to attempt avoiding too...
"Good morning," she called after a long moment of silence.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 7:11 pm
Frantically, the antsy boy twisted his body so that he was looking eye to eye with the girl who had entered his room. Curling his lips back much like a cat he allowed a distinct hissing noise to escape his lips before he turned back to his lovely victim. The bloody girl who had entered was a bother to him, he wished to be alone in such a time. It was too precious of a time to be disturbed so some murderous villain such as her. He was far better since he was not a murderer. Why, he didn't kill people. He simplytortured them. If their life slipped away as a result then it was due to their weakness, not because of him.
"Ignore her, my tasty~" The odd boy cooed to his treat, leaning over the girl, running his cold fingers along her soft skin. So perfect was she, and she tasty. The fact that she never ran out of blood made her all the blood. But still, he wanted more, he could never have enough.
"She'll be gone soooon." He continued, that creepy cackle of his escaping from his lips as he allowed his blood red eyes to avert towards the girl in a glare.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 7:50 pm
"My, my..." Lucretia sighed, placing one hand on her hip and shifting so that most of her weight was on her left leg. He always had to give her such a look when she interrupted him. Hell, it wasn't her fault that she didn't have the ability to read minds. The guy should post on his door a sign that said "I'm feeding. Keep out," or something. Was that really too much to ask for? "After all the time we've spent together, you still dislike me?" Taking a step back, she closed the door she had entered. Backing down was not an option, of course. Even if he happened to be a bit hostile towards her, the pale girl still enjoyed the fight it took to get a decent conversation out of him. "I've never done anything at all to hurt you, have I? No insults? I certainly didn't treat you badly like a lot of other people... I have absolutely nothing against you." The freakishly gentle voice fell from her emotionless lips flawlessly. Leaning against the door face, she clasped her hands at her waist.
Current emotion? Bland with hints of amusement, irritation, and fascination. Raising an eyebrow, she faced the heated glare with it's complete opposite - an icy stare. "Why don't you tell me what it is about me that upsets you so?" She closed her eyes, which was pretty much saying that she was staying put until he either killed her or dragged her out of the room. "Fear, you know that I'll stay here until you speak with me properly," she added, crossing her arms to make herself that much more comfortable.
Did she intend to wait as long as it took? Maybe. It depended on if she heard those monsters acting up again. It depended on if he was going to pull a really psychotic thing on her. Really, and they called Lucretia the scary one? Psh.
Thus, she remained calm in a contented silence, all the while wondering why the hell he found it necessary to talk to his meals. Come to think of it, where had that girl come from? What, did every disobeying person in the world end up with that boy...?
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 10:10 am
The boy continued doing as he pleased as if the annoying Lucreita was not present. He was too enthralled with his current actions to really care about her, his precious was far more important. He needed her blood. He needed to see her blood flow into the collection bag. Watching the crimson liquid crawl up the tube into the collection bag was practically orgasmic to the odd boy. That and torturing people were the only things that really excited him. Any romantic ideals that anyone had didn't even occur to him. Love was an unknown thing.
"Breakfast is ready~" The boy cooed as his collection bag filled til no more blood could penetrate it.
Hastily, the boy unhooked his medical contraption, releasing the poor Freya from his torture device. Though only more pain came to the girl considering he went for his needle and thread in order to stitch the girl back up. He did so in a slow manner, giggling at the sight of his needle piercing the girls skin and the string sliding through it. Once he finished, a frown crossed his face as he allowed his eyes to sharply looked towards the trespasser once more.
"You're not tasty."
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 10:27 am
Lucretia opened one eye when she decided that he was speaking to her. It was a matter of taste? How funny. How odd. Most people would have left the conversation at that, turned, and ran for their life. Come to think of it, most people would probably just run terrified at the sight of Fear. Would she? No. Being afraid of people just wasn't her thing. A smirk appeared on her lips as she opened her other eye, her vision finally focusing to rest on the harsh expression directed towards her.
"I don't recall ever being part of your feeding habits," she teased, lifting an index finger to point to one of the collection bags. Tilting her head to the side, as if in complete interest, she closed her left eye. Oh, dear, she really hoped he wasn't getting angry. She also hoped his temper wasn't as short as hers was. That was something she had never had the chance to find out. Her schedule had always been so busy that she never had the time to see how far she could push him before he snapped at her. Now, she had all the time in the world.
"Why, exactly, am I not tasty?"
Seriously, there had to be a good reason? Certainly he wasn't afraid of her - the boy didn't seem to be afraid of anything. If that wasn't it, then there was definitely an underlying reason. And, yes, she intended to figure it out.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 10:51 am
Why did he not find her tasty? The answer was quite simple really, and he was surprising that she hadn't discovered the answer to the question herself. "Why aren't you tasssty?" He hissed, cocking his head to the side as he approached the girl slowly.
A twisted smile spread across his cracked lips as he stared at the girl with his one piercing blood red eye. He cackled, amused by the girl. Though he couldn't help but be annoyed at the way she simply stared at him. No fear. Just indifference.
"Because you're not afraid~" He cooed, the eeriness in his voice echoing in the small enclosed room. "I don't like people that don't fear me."
With the twisted smile did etched onto his lips he lifted one of his hands to the girl's hair. Slowly, he ran his clawed fingers to run through her blood spotted hair. Laughing in that manner of his, he leaned towards the girl drawing her hair closer to himself. Inhaling the sweet odor of blood the smile only broadened. "If only you could be tasty~"
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 11:19 am
Pale gray eyes averted to the floor. She couldn't place the reason. The pale hues had moved on their own accord. That was it? Really? Why did her fears have to be the answer? That was something that she couldn't change. It was unfair. His touch forced her self conscious to calm the emotions that shot through her. Unfortunately, she was sure fear was certainly one of them. No one had ever dared to come that close. Being touched was completely out of her element, and that did not make her happy.
Eyes still trained on the ground, her expression faded to indifference. However, the slight tightening of her crossed arms betrayed her discomfort. "You've never given me a reason..." Her voice sounded sickeningly soft, even to her own ears. That would have to be fixed.
"Fear, you've never given me a reason to be afraid of you." Lucretia's voice had once again picked up it's usual, bold tone. Unfolding her arms, she allowed her hands to press comfortably against the door behind her.
"Show me why I'm supposed to be afraid." Gray hues lifted to watch the boy skeptically. If he didn't show her, she knew very well that nothing would ever change. The hostility between them would more than likely continue to grow. A few bloody fights would probably come into fruition too. And that really wasn't an option. She had better things to do than take interest in childish arguments.
I knew that I should have taken a shower before I came...
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 1:09 pm
"Why should you feeeear me~?"
An eruption of eerie laughter flooded out of the boys mouth like lava from a volcano as he leaned away from the girl. The laughter seemed to continued forever, until his blood red eyes focused upon hers. All that was left of the laugh was the twisted smirk upon his lips. Silly girl. She would learn they all would.
"Because I control yoour fear." He continued as he lifted his hands once more in order to point towards the girl. "I can control what you are afraid of." The cackle escaped his lips as he finished his statement.
"Oh? You don't think you're afraid of anything?" He then asked, cocking his head to the side. Replying to her as if she had said that she wasn't afraid.
"What if..." The odd boy began, turning away from the girl and beginning to walk away. "I made it so you couldn't make things go..." Spinning around he appeared in her face as he spread his arms wildly shouting, "BOOM!"
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 1:34 pm
The oddest look appeared on Lucretia's face. What was he on about? Thin eyebrows knitted in confusion as crimson eyes met hers. Now she really knew that he was insane. Manically laughing and then spouting off something as random as controlling fear. Wait. He could what? Oh, now she was really going to unleash hell on someone. She just loved how people neglected to tell her how dangerous the person she worked with quite frequently was.
Next thing she knew, there was a rather frightening boy in her face. Sonovabitch! she inwardly hissed, banging her head on the door in the process. Wincing, she rubbed the back of her head with one of her hands. The girl didn't like loud noises. And she most certainly didn't like people in her face. So, why wasn't she blowing random stuff up? There wasn't a need to. She had been asked a question - even if it had been in a strikingly irritating way. "It wouldn't kill me," she answered practically. Yes, it did scare her how her life would be without her powers. Somehow she'd probably end up out of the Alliance and out on the street... There would probably be jail if they had ever figured out who had been killing all of the critical patients. But, that wasn't so bad right? It wasn't like she could die. But if that was so...Why did she get a sick feeling in her stomach? "I'd be a very bored person," she continued, frowning a bit as her fingers brushed over the sore spot on her head.
"I...I'm still not afraid of you." Unsure of herself, she stared at him, unreadable emotions flicking briefly across her features. "You'll have to do a lot more than that." It wasn't a complete lie. She felt a little uneasy around him now, but she wasn't exactly afraid of him. A daring smirk appeared on her lips. "If you're going to do it, do it." Provoking him probably wasn't a good idea, but it was something to do. It was better than curling into a ball and hissing at him.
"But if you do take my powers from me, I'll follow you around everywhere you go until you give them back. Actually, I might even follow you around a while, even after that. That's a promise.."
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 1:57 pm
"Follow me?" The boy questioned the girl, only cackling more at her stupid statement. Poor thing. Did she honestly think she would be able to do such a thing? He'd like to her try, but until then he would just scare her.
"You are so stttupppid." The boy continued to hiss as the laugh began to subside. The blood red eyes were still focused on the girl as he spoke, the excitement in them still apparent. "If you attempted to do such a thing I would do what would cause you to be afraid all the more."
The smirk once more spread across his lips. "If you lost your powers all you would have left is your pathetic excuse for a life." A look of ecstasy could be found upon his features as he continued to stare at the girl, looking straight into the eyes most would fear. Though he knew at the moment it would be him who would be feared considering that she would slowly feel weaker and weaker as she stood before her, as if her very soul was being sucked away. "You fear death."
Some feared death. Some didn't. Those who did he could kill easily, those who didn't death usually wasn't the answer. One would still question how he could hurt a member of the Alliance, but that was a more complicated matter.
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Posted: Mon Jul 21, 2008 2:42 pm
An amused smile appeared on her lips. It hurt. Yeah. It felt like she couldn't breathe. Big deal. It was nothing. Nothing to her. "Ha..." What started as the first piece of laugh, soon evolved into rather psychotic laughter. "You...You're funny!" she managed between laughs and forced breathing. Her knees weakened beneath her, causing her to use the door for support. She wasn't going down that easily. And still, she was being threatened and she didn't even try to fight back. Because it still wasn't neccessary. "I'm not afraid of death, love..." she cooed, the laughter still visible on her lips. "I'm actually very masochistic. Death is just icing on the cake~"
Somehow, she managed to erect her posture. It was getting worse. She'd lose consciousness sooner or later. She could feel it. But she was having so much fun that she didn't even care. "Why are you getting so serioussssss?" Lucretia laughed, placing one of her hands on her hip. "You can't possibly feel threatened! You're much stronger than that!"
One of her knees collided with the floor, but even the collapse seemed graceful. Smirk still apparent on her lips, she propped one of her arms up on her knee and stared up at him. This was way too much fun. Oh, the thrill of feeling like one was going to die at any moment. How lovely was that sudden rush of adrenaline that raced through her? She started cackling again, realizing that she was probably just as insane as he was - if not more so.
"I'm still not afraid!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 5:44 pm
Fear could only laugh at the girl as she spoke meaninglessly to him. She claimed that she was unafraid of death. Silly girl. She just thought that he wouldn't actually go through with it, but he would. Of course he could easily bring the girl back to life, but he would still kill her just for fun. Besides, that would prove to her who she was messing with. Not only was he taking away her powers but he was killing her as well. She had to respect him and be afraid. She just had to.
"Too bad." Fear hissed, a glint of amusement lingering in his eyes. "If you were I wouldn't have to kill you. But I guess now I do."
From that moment she would continue to weaken, continue to feel what he was doing to her. Until she felt no more, until she was dead. It would only be moments now. She would be afraid, then she would be tasty~
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Posted: Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:16 pm
s**t.
Once vibrant gray hues faded to a weak shade of yellowy-white. Admirable. It was amazing that he was actually going to take it that far. At least once he had his mind set on something, he went through with it. For some reason, that sparked amusement in her. That amusement lit up on her lips, and she fell back from her kneeling position to rest on her rear. Curling her knees up to the side of her, she lowered her eyelids and simply allowed her vision to fade in and out. Even she knew there was no use fighting it at this point. It was funny though. A part of her didn't even want to fight it. A part of her really wanted to know what death was like. That bleak darkness that few people ever realized. She was demon, after all. She'd come back. ....Eventually.
"It's funny..." Lucretia murmured, bemused smile still painted on her lips. "I don't get...Why you want me to fear you... Was it that bad...? Was your life so bad that the only way... That you find any gratification out of people...Is through fear?" It took all the energy she had to lift her eyelids and allow her gaze to train itself on the frightening boy. "Do you really want me...To say it that badly?" she laughed softly, shaking her head. Yes, it wouldn't be long now. Time was catching up with her. Even she found it amazing that she had stayed alive for even that long.
As her muscles finally gave out on her, her body slumped to rest on the floor. She still wasn't completely gone yet. Unseeing eyes stared at Fear's feet, smile never fading. "Do you really want me to be 'tasty', Fear?" Her eyelids slowly lowered and her breathing shifted to frightfully slow, unsteady pace.
"I'm...a...id..." her last sentence came out as mere syllables, and she was sure that her heart had stopped. All that surrounded her then was darkness. Utter and complete darkness. Yet, a small amount of happiness was left within her.
Hey, Fear. You'll be angry, but... I'm still not afraid."
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