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mods! ([info]wariscomingmod) wrote in [info]wariscoming,
@ 2009-12-29 00:59:00

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Entry tags:alastair (npc), andrea rojas, atlanta, cal leandros, damien thorn, eliot spencer, jason stackhouse, john jones, needy lesnicki, rose weasley

WHO: Alastair & his victims.
WHAT: Torture times!
WHEN: Evening.
WHERE: An abandoned warehouse.
RATING: High. Violence, blood, etc. It's torture, people!



The warehouse was the kind of place that most people only saw in really bad horror movies. Windows broken, cobwebs hanging all over the place, items hidden beneath tattered tarps, doors hanging off their hinges. There were three different levels to the building, each of which Alastair strategically placed those that he had managed to abduct. The abducting, of course, had not been simple. He had to get a team out there, each team including one of the demons that he'd had spying on the humans for weeks. They knew who their targets were. They would find them. They would trap them. They would haul them back and then Alastair, rather gleefully, would get to play with them.

Once they were brought in, each person was chained down. Some on top of tables, others to walls, the rest in cages. The good thing about an old building like this one was that most people wouldn't give it the time of day. It was easy to slip in, place a few cages and locks in place, and prepare it for the friendly little visit he had been planning on for quite some time. No one would find them here, Al was confident of that. The place was so far out of the way that no one would be able to hear them scream. And, oh, they would scream. Al wasn't the type to play with gags and silencing instruments. Every single person he'd gotten hold of was free to yell and scream and do as they pleased.

He liked the noise. It was music to his ears.

[OOC: Comment with your characters names in the subject of each subthread and Al will drop by and visit each accordingly. Also, if you aren't comfortable with threading out violent scenes feel free to give it the old skip and we'll assume your character was here playing with everyone else!]


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Re: Needy
[info]hellisagirl
2009-12-31 04:13 am UTC (link)
It was a relief when Needy felt the smaller cuts heal, the deeper ones, though, would take a bit longer. The problem was that he kept making more of them, and she couldn't always keep from crying out through clenched teeth, but at least she wasn't exactly screaming when she did it.

More than anything else just then, Needy wanted away from that knife and, more importantly, this guy. She jerked hard with the arm closest to him again and was actually a bit surprised when it finally gave. She had an arm free, and she wasn't sure how long it would last, but it was a start. So Needy did the first thing that came to her mind.

She reached over and shoved as hard as she could at Alastair with the one hand, hoping that she could get him far enough away to get the rest of her limbs free. She needed her legs, after all. Needy was a kicker. It even said so on her chart in the asylum.

[ooc: let me know if this isn't okay.]

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Re: Needy
[info]wariscomingmod
2009-12-31 09:45 am UTC (link)
Needy was fighting back. He noticed that this was becoming a popular trend among this group. They usually didn't have it in them to fight. Effectively at the very least. Some people did try, but they hardly made a difference in their efforts. The group here was stronger. Some of them had even had their chances at striking Alastair before he really managed to get anywhere. It was, admittedly, quite impressive. And it made all that trouble they had gone through to confuse the Winchesters and their pet demon worth it.

"Now, now," he chided, pushing that arm back down with a brush of his mind. People didn't seem to often recall that demons had the ability to move things with their mind. It was a common tactic between them all, pinning people down mentally. Quite effective indeed. "Where do you think you're going?" At that, he dropped his blade and picked up the bonesaw instead. He turned, quietly, to cut into her ribcage...but stopped halfway to bringing the blade down upon her flesh.

Alastair was no fool. He was a professional. He knew when something was wrong.

"You're healing," he noted, examining the older wounds that were slowly patching themselves up. "How?"

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Re: Needy
[info]hellisagirl
2009-12-31 09:21 pm UTC (link)
Oh, great. Now Needy couldn't move her free arm at all, so there went that. She'd just have to work on trying to get her other limbs free. Maybe she'd be able to get a good hit in if that happened, but the way he hardly budged when she hit him made it seem doubtful.

And that saw in his hands looked pretty gruesome. She really didn't want that coming at her, especially since she wasn't sure how well she would heal up when stuff was cut off, and she wanted to keep all the parts of her body.

But then he asked the question and the slightest of smirks touched her lips. "Some people are just better at things than others," she said, glaring up at him. Really, she just wanted to stall him for a moment, because the more she healed the less pain she was in. And less pain sounded great to her.

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