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Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

I'll hopefully get to posting tomorrow evening.

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

4. Muller, Rousseau, Glaive and Ashart.
. . . Holy hell, I just clicked.
Ashart.
A shart.
We need a shart scene.

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

Get in dere wid Celeste.

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

I assumed she had already policed the bodies and headed back to sleep. We've timeskipped to the morning anyway, so she should have finished up a few hours prior. In that case, just post for her saying that she's already done it and then have her join Celeste's group. If she needs to sleep, the Corporal has that authority.

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

@Kitsune you about? Could do with a post from Glaive.
And @CirusArvennicus, on my next post I'll have Harald check on Regan. Hopefully get her up and back into the game.

Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

'Ah, Miss Hell then! So glad to make your acquaintance dear.' If Heloise's threats had affected the man, he wasn't showing it. Indeed Royce, leaning up against the wall had to stifle a snigger. 'That saddens me to hear, but you see my dear, you are on my list. So welcome to the family all the same!' Mako clicked again and the bolts retracted from Duncan's flesh. The machinery pulled back, pushing him forward and flush with the wall. He hung limply, breathing raggedly and wheezing curses. 'See, Bobby's happy. Does that look like fear to you, Miss Hell? No no no no, that's joy and rebirth right there!' He paused for a moment, looking thoughtful. What was going on in his sick mind was unclear, but he quickly came to a conclusion. 'Mr Royce, please bring in one of our little helpers. I feel a demonstration of Her Majesty's love is required.' As the other agent left the room, Mako began to pace about, stopping here and there to admire a SeeD. He seemed particularly satisfied with his handiwork on 'Bobby'.

Royce soon returned, this time dragging a squat figure behind him. The two of them dragged it into the centre of the room, tied it to a pole and turned to the SeeDs. 'So then.', Mako began. 'This is one of our dear friends. Let's call him... Fluffywumple.' Despite the agonising pain in his crotch, Duncan was able to make out the shape of a moomba struggling against chains in the centre of the room. 'I have a proposition for you all. You see, I just want to get to know you all better, but I also want Mr Fluffywumple here to feel involved, part of the family.' Royce pushed in a small cart, upon which sat a complicated looking device bristling with cables and cathodes. 'The idea is simple. I ask you a question, you answer. If I believe you, then Mr Fluffywumple gets to chose someone for a reward. If I don't... then poor Wumples will be sad.' They placed the device on the terrified moomba's head, strapping it down tight. 'Very, very sad.'

Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

Common sense prevailed.
Sadly.

Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

A nod was confirmation enough, Duncan reasoned. Hell, why else would she have been picked up along with the rest of them? Unless she was a mole... Classic trick, that. Put a mole in with the tortured souls to build up a rapport, then use them to extract information. Jericho's endorsement was a relief at least, but Duncan privately determined to keep an eye on her until he could get her checked out, if he could ever get her checked out... 'So... what's your name? Were you in DC t-' The lights cut without warning, shrouding the room in dingy darkness. Fuck. Ten long seconds passed, just long enough for him to be able to make out the silhouette of Xerox beside him before the door slid open and bright, clinical light poured in.

Two figures stepped into the room, their forms difficult to make out against the contrast of dark and light. There was a loud click. 'Session number one, interrogation of captive terrorist elements. Agent Mako recording.' The door slid shut and the room lights came back on just a bit, enough to dimly make out two men in immaculate purple uniforms. One stepped toward the centre of the room, smiling radiantly. 'Welcome, welcome to my little chat room. Call me Mako. Just a codename I'm afraid, but I'm sure we'll all get along splendidly just the same.' The man had such a happy, whimsical voice that he could have hosted a children's TV show. Duncan gritted his teeth, as aware of what was about to happen as every other SeeD in the room. 'Mako' wouldn't be able to shake them if they remembered their training. 'Now then. Let's start off with some introductions, no? You sir, what pray, is your name?' Despite the darkness, Duncan could see the almost polite gesture in his direction. Fuck me, I would be first, wouldn't I... '... Bob fucking Geldof.'

The torturer gave a theatrical sigh, placing one hand on his forehead. At the click of his fingers, the second man pressed a few buttons on a wall panel. 'Now, now Bobby, can't have that, now can we? I like to run a close, family ship here and what is the first thing families must never do to one another?' The manacles that held Duncan's body to the wall suddenly tightened, pulling him back into a dark recess in the wall. He couldn't see what was happening, but the feeling of cold, hard metal against his flesh was enough to understand. 'Oh, you dirty fucking cu-' A pair of bolts clamped down between his legs,unleashing a solid arc of electricity through his groin. 'Lie, of course! Liars must be punished, friend.' As Duncan's screams rebounded throughout the room, Mako turned to address the others. 'Now then, while Bobby learns the error of his ways, let's get to know one another. Anyone feeling sociable?' The other agent grinned darkly, clearly a fan of Mako's style. 'And if you don't want to talk to Uncle Mako, Mr Royce over there shall have to punish you too. Sad... but oh well. Such is life.'

Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

Nothing wrong with a little sadomasochism.
In a purely professional manner, of course. I'm so tempted to have one of the wardens be a massively sadistic pervert, but common sense will probably prevail.
Probably.

Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

Ehh don't worry, we aren't that hard to impress :3 here are some freebie ideas:

warning tortures listed!

beatings, cutting up, peircing with a spike, spikes under the fingernails, boiling oil, the water droplets torture, the drowning torture, different truth serums and halucinogens and so many other wonderful( for masochists ) things!

@rivaan

My my, so unsophisticated.
I was going to go with testicular and/or mammary electrocution.