screwthatnoise

♥ v2

A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.

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Two hands grip your shoulders hard and push you to the ground. It's as though someone is sitting on top of you as they do this, but nobody is to be seen.

"Oh no! You two were separated after all!"

[ TRYING... NOT TO PANIC ]

Zwei, give him back—

She laughs. It echoes through the hall, resounding eerily.

"Not until I've had my fun with him. But don't worry—I'm going to have my fun with you, too. So tell me! What do you like most about Sion?"

[ this is a trap

this is a trap and I'm not answering ]

"Tick~tock~! The longer you take to answer, the more I'll do to him. ♥"

[ s c r e e e e ]

Why do you want to know?

"Because I care about your interests, Naoto."

Edited 2013-07-30 21:58 (UTC)

[ okay I can't answer any physical part of his body because I bet she'll remove it

I can't answer anything that she could possibly attempt to torture out of him

I can't answer with sass or she'll get mad and ]

I... I like...

Zwei's voice chimes in urgently.

"Oh no, Naoto, time is running out, I think I just sliced off his hand, hurry!"

[ screeeeee

but wait wouldn't she be more gleeful if she'd actually done it

is she just trying to get a reaction out of me

> TOO MANY OPTIONS CAN'T COPE BSOD ]

She laughs. Oh, how she laughs.

The hand traces its sharp, icy finger to the area underneath your right eye.

"Would you say he is pretty?"

[ oh my god, trying to lean his head away I KNOW WHERE THIS IS GOING ]

I— I...

"Naoto, talk to me."

She sounds patient. The finger idly, and lightly, taps where it rests.

—Stop it. Stop.

"Naoto."

The tip of the finger presses under the eyeball, ever so lightly.

[ would I rather:
> have an eye gouged out
> potentially contribute to Sion being tortured
~~> go home and eat cake~~ ]

[ squeezes his eyes shut and tries to pull his head away again, BASICALLY THIS ICON EXACTLY BUT AS AN ADULT ]

Zwei, don't—

Another hand grabs your head firmly and uses its long fingers to pull your left eyelids open. You're staring up at the dark ceiling.

[ FRE...EZES... ]

Then the sharp, icy finger digs into your eye, as if carving. Don't worry; everything is holding you still, at least, still enough so that you aren't going anywhere.

[ this is going to be in my nightmares for the rest of my life

starting to scream— then stops, biting his lip, making muffled but extremely distressed noises, struggling kind of frantically ]

The process quickens; and it's not long before your eye is pulled from its place, secured on the tip of a finger like a skewer. I hope you enjoy your rapid blood loss.

[ no I think I will curl up into a ball and sob until I bleed to death or someone comes to help me ( ._<)

or if Zweihands still have me I guess skip part 1 ]

The hands are gone. At least, it's very quiet now.

Save for the sound of possibly familiar squeaky wheels rolling towards you slowly.

[ NO I DON'T WANT THIS EITHER

c-curling up tighter noooo no no no ]

How long do you think you'll last... long enough to feel her lift you up (where did that strength come from, goodness) and place you on the gurney?

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