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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Aug 23, 2011 7:14:33 GMT 1
Blaine winced at being grabbed so roughly. He kicked his legs out at Lou's stomach. "Let go, I can walk." He hissed, trying to break free. He was not looking forward to this evening, he just hoped the punishment wasn't too horrible. "I said Let go!" He shouted, trying to claw at Lou's face.
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Post by The Farenstien on Aug 23, 2011 7:18:40 GMT 1
Lou snarled, bringing his fist back and swinging it with incredible force toward Blaine's face. the force of it would probably enough to break his nose. Blaz kept his head down, his eyes downcast. He had told Blaine what to do, and had tried his best to help make it painless for him, but there was nothing he could do, now. Slowly he made his way out to the hall, his eyes still on the ground, waiting to be escorted to the kitchen. He was so terrified, he could cry, but he didn't want to let himself until it was time. There was no way not to cry when it came to Lou's torture.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Aug 23, 2011 7:22:14 GMT 1
Blaine let out a shout when Lou's fist met with his face. The blood soon gushing out of his nose. He winced from the excruciating pain. "F-Fine carry me if you want..." He said, staring at the floor, and clutching his bloody nose. He then remembered what Blaz had told him. Maybe it would be a good idea to take the guy's advice.
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Post by The Farenstien on Aug 23, 2011 7:24:44 GMT 1
Lou grit his teeth, holding the back of Blaine's neck and shoving him out the door, and down the hallway into the kitchen. There were two large pots of boiling water on the stove, and a load of dishes in the sink. Immediately, chains coiled around Blaine's and Blaz's ankles, binding them together and making them stay put in the kitchen. "Wash the dishes," Lou ordered, pointing to the large pots of extremely scalding, boiling water. "With that." That was just the beginning.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Aug 23, 2011 7:27:50 GMT 1
Blaine looked over at the water. That was going to leave some pretty nasty burns on his hands and arms. He looked over at Blaz to see his reaction to this. Of course Blaine wouldn't be Blaine if his mouth didn't talk without his permission. "Why didn't you make the gender f**k do this?" He asked, loudly. "She's part woman, it's her job."
(I think Blaine has turrets.)
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Post by The Farenstien on Aug 23, 2011 7:32:17 GMT 1
(I LOL'D SO HARD I SPILT PEPSI XD)
Blaz reached over and touched Blaine's arm gently, shaking his head. "Don't say things like that," he said, biting his lip. "Once we're bound at the ankles, we have to go through every punishment together, and.. please... don't make it worse for me too.." He was worried for both of them, since he knew what this was part of. "Just... hold back the pain and do it." Lou poured the pots into the sink, making the water steam and boil. Unknown to the boys, there were razors here and there in the water; and the part that came after? Drying their hands on tea towels covered in salt.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Aug 23, 2011 7:37:41 GMT 1
Blaine winced. "I can't help it, it just happens." He sighed. "Sorry..." He watched the water as the pots were dumped in. Dear god this was insane and trying to kill them slowly. "When do you want us to start?" He asked Lou, trying to behave. Maybe if he behaved perfectly Lou would get bored.
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Post by The Farenstien on Aug 23, 2011 7:42:16 GMT 1
Lou grinned, shoving Blaine closer to the sink. "Now. Do it." he hissed, growing angrier and angrier. Blaz took a breath, then immediately plunged his hands in, suppressing a scream as his skin almost immediately blistered. He reached for a cloth deep at the bottom, but cried out and brought his hands back when multiple things suddenly sliced his skin. "W-What's in there?!" He exclaimed, tears already forming in his eyes. "Razors," Lou said with a laugh.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Aug 23, 2011 7:45:26 GMT 1
Blaine stared horrified at the water before thrusting his hands in as well. He bit his bottom lip hard enough for it to bleed as he suppressed a scream. This was insane, this man was insane, he couldn't possibly be human. He reached the cloth at the bottom, grabbed it and a razor and then let out a scream as he clutched onto them. He lifted his hands out, and dropped the bloody razor on the floor. He then set to work washing his dishes. Luckily the chick hadn't made to many dirty dishes, but they'd definatly be there all right due to the pain.
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Post by The Farenstien on Aug 23, 2011 7:53:11 GMT 1
Blaz made a series of horrified expressions as he grabbed the other cloth, slicing through his ring finger as he did so, and set to work on washing dishes aswell. Tears streamed freely down his cheeks, but he tried his best not to let out any noises. The walls were thin in the house, and he didn't want to let Hannah and Sterling find out what they had to go through - since he knew it was only the beginning. Soon the kitchen was filled with the stench of blood and burned, boiled skin.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Aug 23, 2011 7:56:09 GMT 1
As Blaine washed the last dish in the pot he caught a glimpse of his mutilated and bloody hands. There were patches of skin missing, you could see the muscle on his palms, and the bones on some of his fingers were showing slightly. His nails were chipped and bloody, and his hands were an angry red color. He had started crying around the third dish. When would this shit end?
Alex's night wasn't going much better. She hadn't picked up Lou's food yet. He could wait. he was probably feasting on the flesh of those orphans for all she cared. She was so frustrated she decided to try going back to her old life style for an hour or two. She'd been flirting shamelessly as both genders with both genders. Sadly her mind kept preventing her from getting any, especially the one thing she wanted most, blood.
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Post by The Farenstien on Aug 23, 2011 8:02:39 GMT 1
Blaz noticed Blaine crying, and pursed his own lips. This was horrible, something that should happen to nobody in the world. "A-Almost done," He stammered, seeing that there was only 4 plates, and one large soup pot left. He dared not look at his own hands, knowing it would take a very, very long time for them to be normal again.
Lou laughed, watching them with his eyebrows raised in content. He loved seeing orphans cry because of him, but he was more overjoyed with seeing Blaine cry more than anything else. He'd have fun with that kid tonight - Blaz was getting boring for him, he knew exactly everything about the kid, what made him snap, and what made him squirm. He didn't know that much about Blaine yet.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Aug 23, 2011 8:06:13 GMT 1
Blaine grabbed two of the plates and started cleaning them. The faster they got this done, the faster they'd be able to go to bed, he hoped. He couldn't stand any more torture, he hoped his hands would be bandaged before the night was over. That's when he remembered seeing all the bandages on Hannah and gulped. What if he ended up like that?
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Post by The Farenstien on Aug 23, 2011 8:10:56 GMT 1
Blaz cleaned the other two plates, then decided to clean the pot for him. Blaine obviously wasn't used to the torture like he was, and he wanted to prevent the kid from becoming used to it at all, like he tried to do with Sterling. "T-There," he stammered, taking his hands out of the sink and holding them shakily at his sides. Lou sighed, patting two tea towels for them on the table behind them. These tea towels were covered in granulated and full salt, but Lou wouldn't let them know that until they were using them.
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Post by Mokona-Senpai on Aug 23, 2011 8:13:38 GMT 1
Blaine stared at the towels skeptically. Was he really being nice and giving them towels to dry off their hands. No way. He inched closer to a towel before slowly picking it up. Next thing he knew he dropped the towel on the ground and was screaming. His hands felt like they were on fire, and they were being injected with little splinters. He looked over at Blaz. "Don't touch them." He moaned. He'd rather have his hands wet than touch that towel again. He kicked it away.
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