DionYou can let father choooseeee It'll be more fun that way.
Pick wisellyyyy xD
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The irony of someone telling other people they have nothing better to do when they write on a roleplaying forum is not lost on me
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Goodbye alt man it was nice knowing you
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Oh don't worry they're just terrorist sleeper cells LUL
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I’ve worked min wage jobs and I’ve done the bare minimum and have still gotten the measly ten cent raises yearly and good references from them. There really is no point, bare minimum gets you by.
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XxLyraxX said
As long as you don't kill her and she has all limbs intact. xD
Aww, I was going to let Father cut off a few fingers D:
He shall be disappoint.
"Nothing as serious as that my friend. We can bring her to the brink of death, but not past it. It could be simply split personality disorder... Maybe psychologically? We'll find those things out later." Konrad flipped a switch, and suddenly they were live- A large TV screen where the supernaturals were allowed them to see the whole ordeal play out it 2550p. "I present to you, my wonderful volunteer, Lilith! She'll be subjugated to hours of excruciating pain. Don't worry- She'll be almost dead by the end of the show! Now, lets wake her up! Wouldn't want her to miss out on the fun!" Picking up a stun baton, he sent a million volt charge into Lilith's face.
Hey Lyra, how far can I go with the torture scene?
An OOC will probably be up late today or sometime tomorrow.
Konrad merely laughed at the notion of the end of the world. Many before him had claimed such, and none of it was true. "Well I'm motherfucking jesus bitch, I'm sure I'd survive the end of the world." Konrad smirked as he didn't hold a candle to a word the boy said. "And fuck god. He can show his signs, send his angels, speak to me himself, I still wouldn't give a fuck. The fact that he doesn't do anything to men like us is proof that god is simply useless. Cruel force of nature? Doesn't seem like a hole in the ground is going to swallow me. Highly disappointed? Well he can go fuck himself too. Where was he during the holocaust? The Cambodian Massacre? When 250,000 American soldiers were KIA in the battle of Jerusalem? Where was he when my wife fucking died? Hmm?" Konrad grew angry. Mention of God? God was dead. The god-believers could sing their songs of faith, praise god until the end of days- It would just blind them from the truth. God had abandoned them to fend for themselves. "And I don't make bets. I deal with absolutes- Meaning I'd kick your ass back to Timbuktu. I've trained with the best. I know Muay Thai, Krav Maga, Systema, and Vovinam. What, you going to fight me through brute strength? Sorry kid, you'd be crying your ass off when they have to reattach your dangling jaw. Yes, I would like to break all your ribs to teach you a lesson, but unfortunately the agency doesn't believe in that kind of punishment anymore. The prisoner won't remember it as effectively. Now what you would remember.... Someone else will pay for your trouble."
Konrad walked away, unwilling to speak philosophy with the prisoners. He entered a room where Lilith was being held for the torture session. Seeing Father in the room, he gave a nod of recognition and walked over to him. " Showtime in a few minutes. We'll put on a show. You do anything to her yet? You deserve some fun once in a while too you know."
Konrad walked away, unwilling to speak philosophy with the prisoners. He entered a room where Lilith was being held for the torture session. Seeing Father in the room, he gave a nod of recognition and walked over to him. " Showtime in a few minutes. We'll put on a show. You do anything to her yet? You deserve some fun once in a while too you know."
Konrad sighed as he watched Angel leave. " If I actually gave a shit I would remember....Seems like people think they're a fucking legend after killing one person....." Konrad had seen combat in the trenches in Israel. He'd fought toe to toe against 3 to 1 odds. He mauled men to stay alive. He watched as blood was paid for every goddamned inch of land.
Murders and lowlifes are prideful in their kills, boasting about the man or woman they killed, as if murder was a medal to them.
A Soldier acknowledges that they have killed people, but never revel in the glory. After all, They only kill for duty, honor. Only when negotiations fail, and the old send the young to fight their battles. When they are given medals they accept it with humility, because they know good men had to die to earn a shiny piece of metal.
Konrad had killed people and tortured people before. But he never took much joy in it. It was only a job. Looking at Idera, he merely shrugged.
"I'm taking her to be punished. Harshly. It seems there has been a lot of rebelliousness. A lesson has to be learned. No worries. I'm not going to do anything to your sister or that kitten... at least not today."
Konrad smirked as Dark Matter decided to call him out.
"Ha. Tell that to all the supernaturals I've killed with my bare hands. I wouldn't have to do this if everyone would behave. Think you're the shit because you got some pretty little powers and decide to try and guilt trip me because you suddenly grew the fucking balls to do so? Don't talk to me about fucking morality. I can't tell from right from wrong. I wouldn't know right from wrong if I saw a rapist or a nun. I'd simply the man with the gun. Seems people have a hard time grasping a "means to an end." I do what is necessary, I do what is asked of me. I fought in Israel, against the entire damned Middle East. I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty. If you damn animals could do what is asked of you, I wouldn't have to do this."
Konrad turned and whispered to Father, already irritated with these distractions. "You can start early. A warm-up for tonight's big show eh? You can put that chainsaw to good use..." He was pretty sure Dark Matter could hear him, but who cared? Whispering even more quietly, Konrad gave a grim look as he looked at the employee door Angel went through. " Make sure Angel is watched carefully 24/7. She may be on our side, but she's a private contractor. Only looks out for the money, not science. She does anything stupid, tell me."
Murders and lowlifes are prideful in their kills, boasting about the man or woman they killed, as if murder was a medal to them.
A Soldier acknowledges that they have killed people, but never revel in the glory. After all, They only kill for duty, honor. Only when negotiations fail, and the old send the young to fight their battles. When they are given medals they accept it with humility, because they know good men had to die to earn a shiny piece of metal.
Konrad had killed people and tortured people before. But he never took much joy in it. It was only a job. Looking at Idera, he merely shrugged.
"I'm taking her to be punished. Harshly. It seems there has been a lot of rebelliousness. A lesson has to be learned. No worries. I'm not going to do anything to your sister or that kitten... at least not today."
Konrad smirked as Dark Matter decided to call him out.
"Ha. Tell that to all the supernaturals I've killed with my bare hands. I wouldn't have to do this if everyone would behave. Think you're the shit because you got some pretty little powers and decide to try and guilt trip me because you suddenly grew the fucking balls to do so? Don't talk to me about fucking morality. I can't tell from right from wrong. I wouldn't know right from wrong if I saw a rapist or a nun. I'd simply the man with the gun. Seems people have a hard time grasping a "means to an end." I do what is necessary, I do what is asked of me. I fought in Israel, against the entire damned Middle East. I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty. If you damn animals could do what is asked of you, I wouldn't have to do this."
Konrad turned and whispered to Father, already irritated with these distractions. "You can start early. A warm-up for tonight's big show eh? You can put that chainsaw to good use..." He was pretty sure Dark Matter could hear him, but who cared? Whispering even more quietly, Konrad gave a grim look as he looked at the employee door Angel went through. " Make sure Angel is watched carefully 24/7. She may be on our side, but she's a private contractor. Only looks out for the money, not science. She does anything stupid, tell me."
Any more interest?
Thanks! Perhaps one or two more and I'll make an OOC!
Konrad glanced at the wall and sighed. "And people ask why I kill subjects from time to time. They're very irritating." Konrad motioned a few guards to pick up Jason as he tapped Father on the shoulder. "Davis. Bring either Lillith or Idera into the torture chamber. I'll have the guards strap him keep him in the other room. We'll have a torture session, and Jason here just earned first row seats..."
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