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| Episode 1.4 Aside 1: Victim #6 | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jun 27 2011, 02:35 AM (3,279 Views) | |
| ILEV Constable | Jun 27 2011, 02:35 AM Post #1 |
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Just how bad could things get? |
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| Lily Kincaid | Jun 27 2011, 02:41 AM Post #2 |
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6/30/10 The Butcher, Lily and Rex came from here. Lily awoke to feel someone touching her. To be exact, bathing her. Thinking is was Rex, she moaned softly and started to speak but couldn't. There was a gag in her mouth. She suddenly remembered what had happened. About being subdued in her closet. Her eyes flew open as she tried to get up from the bed. The restraints on her arms and legs made it impossible to move. It was Rex! It had been Rex the whole time! She tried to scream, but couldn't. Then the person bathing her came into view. Her eyes went wide as she saw the faceless mask. "Welcome back, Mother," he said eerily. "Looks like you got yourself a bit soiled, but don't worry, you're clean now. Totally clean. I enjoyed the sponge bath I had to give. Did you?" Her eyes darted around, looking in vain for something that could possibly free her, but the only thing she saw horrified her even more. As the Butcher moved to take away the basin he was using to wash her, she caught sight of Rex. The real Rex. He was tied to one of her kitchen chairs, only about 6 feet away. His binding were intricate, alluding to the fact that they were not there to just restrain him. There was another purpose. He was gagged as well and naked. His head was slumped forward and she could see the blood that came from a wound on the side of his head. The Butcher sat down next to her and his eyes followed her line of sight. "Yes, that is your... friend. Tying him up was interesting. He's a little bigger than I'm used to and he was wet from the shower. But when he comes to, he'll find his restraints to be quite interesting," the Butcher said as he got up and pointed to the ropes around his ankles, hands and neck. "He makes to much movement and this rope tightens around his neck. Should keep him still enough to watch me kill you. "It very exciting you know," he continued. "I've never had an audience before and you will be my piece de resistance. I'm gonna take my time." Tears started streaming down Lily's face. She was gonna die. She was gonna die at the hands of the Butcher. And he wasn't going to be quick about it. |
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| Rex Yangtree | Jun 27 2011, 02:42 AM Post #3 |
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7/5/10 Nausea. Dizzyness. Pain. Not the best combination to wake up to. Not and be tied and gagged. The first thoughts were to keep from vomiting up what would only lead to choking to death. Yangtrees head jerked a little, not twice. The consussion send a long cold needle down his spine, which caused him to straighten a little. And the ropes to tighten. An attempt to relax, rest. Wait for some clarity. He tried to remember where he was, why he was there. A battlefield injury? A field hospital. Where? An alley, there was something about walking back from breakfast. No. No. Lily's place, the companion. No, well, not quite. Close enough, but how was he... Rex looked up just enought to get a clear picture of the situation. The memory of exactly how or why wasn't there. An attempt to test the ropes brought the one around his neck tighter. He relaxed. The tightening ropes and the pumping of the blood made his head swoon and he was right back where he started. Nausea. Dizzyness. Pain. |
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| Lily Kincaid | Jun 27 2011, 02:47 AM Post #4 |
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7/7/10 Lily was relieved and hopeful when she saw Rex stir. Maybe he could help her get away. She needed to escape this man known as the Butcher before he killed her. But as soon as Rex moved, she could see the function of the ropes that bound him. She had used a similar set up with one of her kinkier clients. He would not be helping her. Not without considerable effort. Effort that could take hours if he wanted to do it without strangling himself. She looked over at the Butcher, who was meticulously going through her drawers, carefully inspecting every piece of clothing and lingerie. Tears flowed freely as she watched Rex lose consciousness again. |
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| Perpetrator | Jun 27 2011, 02:52 AM Post #5 |
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7/7/10 As the Butcher rummaged through Lily's things, he heard her client tug and test the restraints that he had meticulously secured the man to the chair with. A smile appeared on his face beneath his disguise as the man's struggles proved to be fruitless. The Butcher knew they would which is why he had tied him up the way he did. She had some very impressive outfits and toys. She knew how to spend her money and she definitely made a lot of it from the stuff the Butcher had looked at. He finished up his inventory of her closet and put back everything where he found it and how he found it. Turning his head, he saw Lily was crying and went over to her. "Let me get those for you, Mother." he said to her in his electronically distorted voice, referring to her tears. "You're a little bit tied up at the moment to get them yourself." He lifted up his flesh colored head covering to reveal his mouth. He leaned in closer to Lily and used his tongue to slowly lick her tears away. Once he got them all, he pulled down the disguise and licked his lips. "Your tears taste good, Mother. Like little bits of salty fear." he told her as he looked into her eyes. "I like to cause my victims fear before I kill them. It feeds that emptiness that your love for me used to reside." He cocked his head at the electronic chirping coming from Lily's client's pants. He walked over to them and rummaged through their pockets until he came into possession of the man's CorPad. He opened it up and read the message on the screen.
The Butcher smiled at the mention of himself, but when he turned to look at Lily's client, his eyes narrowed and he uttered a growl. He walked over to the man and observed him closely. "It seems your client was hired to look after you, Mother." the Butcher said to Lily without looking at her. "Well I guess he'll be doing his job then when he watches me do what I do with all of the disgusting whores I've killed. No offense, Mother, I didn't mean to call you disgusting." He looked down at the CorPad and using his gloved hands, he typed a message.
He turned the CorPad off and set it on the bed. He walked over to Lily and gripped her throat in his hand. "I hope your friend wakes up soon he can watch me do what I'm about to do, Mother." replied the Butcher, smiling at Lily underneath his disguise as he waited for Rex to wake up.
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| Rex Yangtree | Jun 27 2011, 02:55 AM Post #6 |
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7/9/10 Yangtree had not passed back out. The tightening of the ropes left him with a small hope that the opposite tactic might work. He tried to relax his body, slumped and breathing slowly; shallow and as small as possible when he exhaled. Some vague memory of being tight and flexed when one was tied up would leave the ropes loose, but then he'd been unconcsious at that time, so that was no help. His thoughts swirled about hitting tangents, magicians and escape artists, Lily in danger and his own impotence and failure, a resolve to not give up, and the obvious conclusion that the ropes remained tight. Rex turned his head a little. He couldn't do anything, maybe Lily could. A consideration of what little he could pull from the man's ravings, "Hey little boy, your mother's a whore ya know. I've seen her spread em for the whole fleet when its in port. Her port rather.. " He coughed and half choked out a chuckle. |
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| Lily Kincaid | Jul 3 2011, 12:49 AM Post #7 |
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7/10/10 Lily was disgusted by the way he had wiped her tears away. "Your tears taste good, Mother. Like little bits of salty fear. I like to cause my victims fear before I kill them. It feeds that emptiness that your love for me used to reside." Mother? She watched him as he went and fished the chiming corPad from Rex's pants. He read the message, smiled at what it was and responded. "It seems your client was hired to look after you, Mother. Well I guess he'll be doing his job then when he watches me do what I do with all of the disgusting whores I've killed. No offense, Mother, I didn't mean to call you disgusting." She tried to ignore the parts about disgusting whores and the fact he killed them. She was caught up by the part where Rex had been hired. Who would have hired someone like Rex to sex her up for a couple of days? She knew the answer right away. Hutch. Normally, she would have been mad, but right now she had better things to worry about. The Butcher had sat down next to her and had his hand gripping her throat. Was this the way he started? She knew that strangulation was a part of it. She tried to scream, but the gag kept her from making much noise at all. "I hope your friend wakes up soon he can watch me do what I'm about to do, Mother." Was it going to be that fast? He was going to wait for Rex to wake up and then kill her? She tried to resist, but she couldn't move much and resistance was futile. He was going to do what he wanted to. She was going to die and Rex was going to watch him do it. She looked over at Rex to see him stir. "Hey little boy, your mother's a whore ya know. I've seen her spread em for the whole fleet when its in port. Her port rather.. " Lily didn't know how he managed to get the gag out of his mouth, but at least he could yell for help. But the hopes for that were quickly dashed. |
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| Perpetrator | Jul 3 2011, 12:51 AM Post #8 |
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7/12/10 Lily's Flat "Hey little boy, your mother's a whore ya know. I've seen her spread em for the whole fleet when its in port. Her port rather.. " The Butcher turned his attention from Lily towards her client. He wondered how the man had managed to get his gag off. He shrugged it off and walked over to the tied up man. He looked at the man through his flesh colored head covering, tilting his head left and then right as if observing an intriguing painting. Finally after some awkward silence, he spoke. "I know what you're trying to do and it won't work." replied the Butcher in his electronically disguised voice. He took out his rag and put some more chloroform on it before walking behind Rex and continuing, "I've got all the time in the world before I begin my fun with Lily. Your friends won't be coming to save you any time soon so sit back, relax, and enjoy the show. That is when you wake up." He then forcibly held Rex's head by the hair and tightly covered his mouth and nose with the chloroform soaked rag. As the chloroform went to work, the Butcher whispered into the man's ear, "I don't know how you got that gag off, but I'll fix that little problem while you sleep. And then after I'm done with Lily, I'll start to dissect you." Once Rex had fallen unconscious again, the Butcher put the gag back in the man's mouth and then went about looking for some tape. He found a roll of duct tape and used some to tape Rex's mouth shut. To make sure the man wouldn't be able to get it off, he wrapped the tape around his mouth and the back of his head a few times, before he was satisfied that there was no way for Rex to talk, yell, or verbally communicate with anybody. Then the Butcher tossed the roll of tape onto the table next to the bed and said to Lily, "Now where was I? Oh yes. Since your client is now sleeping again, I'll have to wait for him to wake up again before we can have our fun. Don't worry though, Mother. The waiting will just build up the expense and make things even more fun."
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| Rex Yangtree | Jul 3 2011, 12:53 AM Post #9 |
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7/14/10 Rex wasn't out long, he woke again; struggled with the same lack of success and tried to look around. To no avail. There was nothing to be done. He rested. |
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| Lily Kincaid | Jul 3 2011, 12:55 AM Post #10 |
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7/16/10 Lily saw Rex float into consciousness. In a way, she wanted him to be awake and hopefully someway, somehow he could save her. But then again, the Butcher seemed intent on having Rex as an audience when he tortured and killed her. She looked over at him though, knowing that Rex would probably see the end of his own life not long after her. She wondered how long it would take for the Butcher to start whatever he had planned for her. Plus, even though she tried not to, she tried to figure out exactly what he would do. She didn't have to wait long to find out. |
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| Perpetrator | Jul 3 2011, 12:57 AM Post #11 |
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7/19/10 The Butcher grinned beneath his disguise as Lily's client struggled once more. He then returned his attention to Lily and pulled out his knife for her to see. He held it close to her face and let the tip of it carefully caress her curves. He did that for a few moments, watching both her reaction and her client's before setting the knife down on the bed next to her. Then he knelt over her and gave her client a glance before turning his gaze to Lily's face. He looked at her, tilting his head this way and that before uttering a low growl and grabbing her throat. "How do you like this, Mother?" he asked Lily as he choked her. "How do you like how your son has grown up? I want to show you and your client just how much I appreciated the way you've raised me." The Butcher gripped Lily's throat tighter, letting go before she passed out. Once she had gotten a few breaths in, he struck her face hard with the back of his hand before choking her again. "HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT, YOU BITCH!" the Butcher growled in his electronically distorted voice as he struck Lily some more. "FOR YEARS YOU TREATED ME LIKE GO-SE AND MADE ME HIDE IN YOUR CLOSET WHILE YOU ATTENDED TO CLIENTS! YOU MADE ME HIDE IN THERE FOR HOURS AND HOURS EVEN AFTER THEY LEFT!" He released his grip on Lily's throat once it became apparent that she was turning blue. He let her breathe and get her color return to normal before he spoke in a much calmer tone, "I suppose I have you to thank for turning me into the man I am today. I do enjoy watching a whore's life fade from her eyes as I strangle her to death. I also like to torture them as well before they meet their gruesome fates. Sometimes my fun goes on for hours before I grow tired of it. Though sometimes they do tend to fight back, which makes things veer off their intended course and leaves me to improvise." He leaned in closer to Lily's face and asked as his hand began to clamp down onto her throat again, "You won't make things difficult for me. Will you, Mother? I'd hate to have to get angry with you like I did with that whore Callista."
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| Rex Yangtree | Jul 3 2011, 12:59 AM Post #12 |
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7/23/10 There seemed to be nothing to be done. Get some good breaths, Rex did. Then wait for it... The ropes. Any movement made them tighter. The only thing he could think of didn't help, it just delayed. better than nothing. With a sudden surge he moved as much of his weight as he could then shifted it to the other side. Hopefully he would at least turn over the chair. big victory |
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| Lily Kincaid | Jul 3 2011, 01:00 AM Post #13 |
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7/24/10 Lily's eyes went wide as the Butcher showed her his knife. If possible, they went even wider when she noticed there was dried blood on it. She tried to scream but all the came out was a muffled whimper. He was taking the tip of the knife and drawing it across her skin. This is it... this is it... he's going to kill me, she thought. But then he put the knife down. He looked at Rex and she could tell that he truly and immensely enjoyed having an audience. "How do you like this, Mother? How do you like how your son has grown up? I want to show you and your client just how much I appreciated the way you've raised me." He had his hands wrapped around her throat, squeezing her life out as he went on a tirade about his mother? Was his mother a whore too? The edges of her vision started to become spotty and the light was fading away. She knew she was going to die. Maybe he would kill her this way. It would be preferable to being sliced up alive. But then he let go and she gasped for breath, a little bit of spittle coming to the corner of her mouth by where the gag was. Her chest was heaving up and down, trying to replace the oxygen that her body had been deprived of. Then came the slap with the back of his hand. It was hard, but she'd been hit harder before. She gave him a look of contempt and her fiery confidence shone through. I'm not going to give you the satisfaction. But then his hands were around her throat again, choking the life out of her again. "HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT, YOU BITCH! FOR YEARS YOU TREATED ME LIKE GO-SE AND MADE ME HIDE IN YOUR CLOSET WHILE YOU ATTENDED TO CLIENTS! YOU MADE ME HIDE IN THERE FOR HOURS AND HOURS EVEN AFTER THEY LEFT!" Again she thought she was going to die, but again he let her go. She gulped in breaths again as he tried to calm himself down. But he was almost scarier calm. A calm killer was a calculating one and one who was emotional was bound to make mistakes. Mistakes would give her or Rex a change to do something. But it all seemed so helpless. "I suppose I have you to thank for turning me into the man I am today. I do enjoy watching a whore's life fade from her eyes as I strangle her to death. I also like to torture them as well before they meet their gruesome fates. Sometimes my fun goes on for hours before I grow tired of it. Though sometimes they do tend to fight back, which makes things veer off their intended course and leaves me to improvise." Hours? Did he just say HOURS? Then the Butcher leaned in close to her. As his hands began to strangle her again, he asked her a question. "You won't make things difficult for me. Will you, Mother? I'd hate to have to get angry with you like I did with that whore Callista." Callista? Then it was apparent... The dried blood on the knife? He killed Callista earlier and it obviously didn't go well. Lily tried to scream again to no avail. Then her mind started working as her air dwindled. Should she fight and have this end fast? Or shall she stay perfectly still and endure torture in hopes that someone would come and rescue them? She had no air left and she could feel her life slipping away as she stared at the masked man, so was trying to make a choice a moot point anyway? |
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| Perpetrator | Jul 3 2011, 01:01 AM Post #14 |
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7/29/10 A smile creased the Butcher's face as he watched the color drain from Lily's face and the life fade from her eyes. Then he heard a crash and turned his head in its direction, finding that Lily's client had fallen onto the floor. He let out a growl and let go of Lily's throat, but not before he slammed her head into the pillow it was resting on. He took his knife and plunged it to the hilt into the mattress as he walked over to the fallen tied up and gagged man. "You are really trying my patience, Mr. Yangtree. Yes, I know your name. I got it off your CorPad." the Butcher growled as he set the man and his chair back up. He glared into the man's eyes from behind his flesh colored disguise covering his face and continued, "Now I'm going have to vent all of this anger and frustration that I have for you into our dear, sweet little Lily. I hope you're happy with yourself, cause you'll be next." The Butcher uttered a growl before planting a foot hard into Rex's family jewels and returning to Lily. He looked at the man once more, grinned from behind his mask, and then went about beating Lily while he choked her some more.
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| Lily Kincaid | Jul 3 2011, 01:02 AM Post #15 |
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7/29/10 The first slap to her face roused Lily a bit from unconsciousness. The second hit to her ribs jolted her awake. She tried to double over, but the ropes wouldn't let her. And worst of all, she was vulnerable to further attacks. She glanced over at Rex, who was in pain and trying not to double over himself. For as he did, the ropes around his neck tightened. She had a couple more hits to her face before his hands were around her throat again. She had barely gulped in some air between the last strangling he gave her and the beating, so she was fighting for breath right away. But he was denying oxygen to her again. She was turning blue quickly as she implored him with her eyes to stop. He was grinning through his mask as she began to lose consciousness again. She wondered if he was going to kill her now or keep doing this over and over. Maybe he just liked watching her slip away, just to stop at the right time to keep her heart beating. She lost consciousness as the light began to fade from her eyes again. Just seconds before she would have been dead, he let go again and let her breathe. When she came to again, he was holding the knife. He reached over to her the inside of her wrist and gave her a small cut. You wouldn't think it was much, but it started bleeding freely. And he laughed. |
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