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bakerstreet2013-10-24 07:08 am
ex_victimized943) wrote in bakerstreet2013-10-24 07:08 am
Physical Torture Meme
TRIGGER WARNING: this meme contains extremely graphic content.
if you are not comfortable with drastic violence, please don't proceed.
i. self-mutilation. for whatever reason, you're your own worst enemy. can another character save your from themselves, or are they in the same boat? maybe it's neither and they just like to watch.
ii. otherwise inflicted. one character is the torturer, one character is the tortured. state your preference or assume the top commenter is in the tortured position.
1. DISMEMBERMENT/AMPUTATION: You should never get too attached to your limbs. Who knows when you'll lose one? Or have it taken from you. Hands, feet, arms, elbows, if it sticks out, it can be snapped, sawed, crushed or pulled off. Better staunch that stump quick, unless life isn't worth living without your favourite foot.
2. IRREVERSIBLE SENSORY DEPRIVATION: See, speak, and hear no nothing. While temporarily muting a sense can heighten the others and make for a fun time in the short term, it's probably not an adjustment you'd want to make permanently. Too bad. Perforated eardrums, plucked eyes, and cut tongues fall under this category -- and don't forget those other senses you could always do without, like touch and smell.
3. FLAYING/SKINNING/SCALPING: People are layered. Time to find out exactly how much. Peel, shave, or pull the flesh off yourself or others and maybe you'll expose their true nature. Or organs. Probably that second thing.
4. SCARIFICATION/TATTOOING/BRANDING: Make your mark. Ritualism, boredom, or for any number of reasons, it's time to claim what's yours. Brand it with red-hot iron, slice it with a scalpel, write it in permanent ink -- make sure you're never forgotten.
5. BLUNT TRAUMA: Stop the blood flowing and keep the fun going. Blunt trauma involves any painful force that doesn't break the skin. Hitting, kicking, beating with brass knuckles or bats, and breaking bones. Nobody said anything about internal bleeding, did they?
6. TRAPS: From medieval torture devices such as iron maidens to the infamous reverse beartrap of the Saw series, isn't technology fascinating? Push your face through knives to activate the switch that releases your bonds, or stretch yourself thinner on a rack. For more implements, check the instruments of torture page.
7. PERFORATION/LACERATION: The opposite of blunt force trauma, this option is for those that prefer to dig a little deeper. Cut the skin with knives, suspend it with hooks, lash it with whips. Shallow or mortal wounds, see red red red!
8. EATEN ALIVE: A body is a terrible thing to waste. Perhaps you're the guest of honor at a cannibal's feast, you've been thrown to the dogs, or zombies, or there's always the good old brown rats ready to burrow through your bowels with a little incentive.
9. TEMPERATURE: Burned, boiled, frozen, drenched in wax, it's uncomfortably hot or cold in here and taking off all your clothes probably won't do the trick this time.
10. PHARMACOLOGICAL: You're the guinea pig in this ethics-committee-bypassing experiment, lucky you! Injections are the name of the game. Induce pain, pleasure, hallucinations, sleep, sleep deprivation, the sky's the limit. Or just toss them into a pit of hypodermic needles. Cause you know. That's cool. Oh and don't forget about withdrawal!
11. FREAK-FOR-ALL: Don't see it above? Don't worry about it. If it hurts, it belongs in here, so let your imagination run free, you twisted wild thing, and wreak a little misery. ♥
2. IRREVERSIBLE SENSORY DEPRIVATION: See, speak, and hear no nothing. While temporarily muting a sense can heighten the others and make for a fun time in the short term, it's probably not an adjustment you'd want to make permanently. Too bad. Perforated eardrums, plucked eyes, and cut tongues fall under this category -- and don't forget those other senses you could always do without, like touch and smell.
3. FLAYING/SKINNING/SCALPING: People are layered. Time to find out exactly how much. Peel, shave, or pull the flesh off yourself or others and maybe you'll expose their true nature. Or organs. Probably that second thing.
4. SCARIFICATION/TATTOOING/BRANDING: Make your mark. Ritualism, boredom, or for any number of reasons, it's time to claim what's yours. Brand it with red-hot iron, slice it with a scalpel, write it in permanent ink -- make sure you're never forgotten.
5. BLUNT TRAUMA: Stop the blood flowing and keep the fun going. Blunt trauma involves any painful force that doesn't break the skin. Hitting, kicking, beating with brass knuckles or bats, and breaking bones. Nobody said anything about internal bleeding, did they?
6. TRAPS: From medieval torture devices such as iron maidens to the infamous reverse beartrap of the Saw series, isn't technology fascinating? Push your face through knives to activate the switch that releases your bonds, or stretch yourself thinner on a rack. For more implements, check the instruments of torture page.
7. PERFORATION/LACERATION: The opposite of blunt force trauma, this option is for those that prefer to dig a little deeper. Cut the skin with knives, suspend it with hooks, lash it with whips. Shallow or mortal wounds, see red red red!
8. EATEN ALIVE: A body is a terrible thing to waste. Perhaps you're the guest of honor at a cannibal's feast, you've been thrown to the dogs, or zombies, or there's always the good old brown rats ready to burrow through your bowels with a little incentive.
9. TEMPERATURE: Burned, boiled, frozen, drenched in wax, it's uncomfortably hot or cold in here and taking off all your clothes probably won't do the trick this time.
10. PHARMACOLOGICAL: You're the guinea pig in this ethics-committee-bypassing experiment, lucky you! Injections are the name of the game. Induce pain, pleasure, hallucinations, sleep, sleep deprivation, the sky's the limit. Or just toss them into a pit of hypodermic needles. Cause you know. That's cool. Oh and don't forget about withdrawal!
11. FREAK-FOR-ALL: Don't see it above? Don't worry about it. If it hurts, it belongs in here, so let your imagination run free, you twisted wild thing, and wreak a little misery. ♥
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In one quick bound, she-- disappears, black tentacles and all-- only to reappear right behind Umi. The rippling tendrils of her hair surge forward, trying slam her into the ground.
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She's a half step too slow to make the most of it, hampered by her existing injuries, and the massive strength of the tendrils slams into her, spinning her around and throwing her into the ground.
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A pause.
"Do you have anything else to show me? Or are we already done here?"
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Umi had more up her sleeves, though, and as she was thrown down, she got an arm free, raising it into the air. "Water... dragon!" There wasn't enough water around to say that she was even controlling or calling on it; it was simply a pure, magical summoning of her element, rushing into the shape of a serpentine dragon and then at Riful in a bone-crushing torrent.
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She's taken aback, but also intrigued. This isn't the sort of power she's used to seeing in these parts. As the flurry of water dies down, she squints into the open air, looking to see where Umi had gone.
"What interesting power you have, little one. It's a pity, you won't be able to hide from me--!" She lashes out-- a flurry of ribbons slicing into the air before her.
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Gritting her teeth through the pain, Umi calls out another water dragon, just as the ribbons reach her, sword flashing about to try and deflect them as her spell is sent flying. This time, Riful gets through, if only enough to leave gashes on her arms and legs, staggering the knight.
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Hmmm.
"Are you tired, warrior? Well, you've got to try harder than that." For all her light taunting, Riful's attacks are far from playful, snake-like tendrils snapping out with frightening speed, trying to impale Umi if she got caught in any one place for too long.
"I admit, I'm getting a little impatient. It must be the hour-- you understand, I don't usually go this long without some kind of snack to tide me over."
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Not that Umi, y'know, wanted to die, at all, but she hoped that the final blow was a quick one; at this rate she was running out of options, and running out of the strength to try any other spells to begin with. "Just... give me a moment to... catch my breath?"
Probably no dice there, and Umi slashed and dodged, struggling mightily to avoid Riful's attacks. More broke through her defense, and more fully, though, gouging her leg and dropping her to a knee. There was a sinking feeling in her stomach, knowing that without her agility she was moments from death. "...no, really, take your time."
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"Not bad, not bad at all. I don't suppose you'd like to join me, would you?"
The last part is said a bit wistfully. At this point, the offer is more a formality than anything, the same song and dance she does for every warrior who crosses her path. So few of them are amenable to being turned, and the few who do are too weak to be worth her while. It's disheartening, it really is, the way people have no appreciation of her generosity.
[ooc: riful will probably try to kill/nom her shortly, unless you'd like to draw it out for anything else? :O]
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Her eyes widened slightly at the offer. "Join you? Do you turn others into monsters like yourself?"
Just calling her a monster should make her opinion of the matter clear, if her narrowed eyes and almost growled tone of voice didn't. Umi didn't miss Riful's own tone, though; and it was just a little bit frustrating to hear a monster sound so human.
[ooc: go for it!]
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"Oh yes. All the time, in fact. But..." She's standing right before Umi now, casually nudging her with one bare foot, "It's always disappointing, how weak they turn out. You break them once, then break them again, and by then they're no good at all."
To eat, at least. And she is starting to feel it now, hunger like a ache in her bones, tight in her chest, how she'd really like to have a taste of something hot and sweet (guts, always guts). This warrior had arrived at such a convenient time, and she has none of the stink of tainted, monster-ridden flesh so common in today's girls. Perfect
"So maybe I'll just skip that first step altogether. What do you say?" But truth be told, she doesn't much care what Umi has to say about any of this, the flesh of her left arm peeling into ribbons as she reaches out to seize her by her throat, lifting her up in the air.
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No, she'd probably be stronger than some, at least.
Her whole body felt like lead, and it ached; just nudging her nearly toppled Umi, and lifting her head was a struggle. Unless there was a very timely intervention... this was it. Eyes closed, she tried to block out her friends and family - they'd all be so sad.
Held by her throat and lifted, Umi's eyes opened again, glaring at Riful as she dangled, her good hand reaching up to tug uselessly at the strange thing lifting her. "Just... eat me... already..." she choked out.
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Now that she has her meal close at hand, Riful likes to take her time, savor the moment. She lays one small hand on Umi's stomach-- there's a sound of ripping cloth, metal shredding, and then she studies her bare abdomen like a diner contemplating a dinner menu. What to have a taste of first? Perhaps... a kidney.
Gently, she presses her fingers against her skin-- warm, soft, practically vibrating with tension, and then digs in, nails parting flesh like a blade beneath her hands, reaching right into her body to rummage around and take what she liked.