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socoolbrewster) wrote2012-02-25 09:26 am
socoolbrewster) wrote2012-02-25 09:26 am
{ 04 } things you see in a graveyard
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[The device doesn't give a particularly good image of what's going on at first; it's too dark, the gloom's too thick, but anyone watching can hear pained groaning and whimpering, overlayed with someone humming. There's a wet noise, and a splash, and a red liquid drips onto the screen, but the sounds of distress are suddenly cut short.
The humming, however, continues, even into the next round of sounds; a squelch, a tearing, and a quiet pop, accompanied by another splash of red across the screen. Then a soft thump, a pneumatic hiss, and the clink of glass into a bag, and a gloved hand reaches down for the device, wiping off the wet with a thumb. It doesn't clean it entirely, there's still drying smears of blood, but at least the audience can see what's going on now.
There's someone in an orange and black hockey mask looking into the camera; there's not much in terms of identifying features, but the dark smirk is visible through the grating, and after a moment he lifts it up slightly, just enough to stick a few blood-soaked fingers underneath, which he licks clean before replacing the mask. He chuckles unpleasantly, then waves at the camera and kills the feed.
One down, dozens still to go.]
[A/N: Ed has gone overboard! In this Port he's a relatively well-established Repo, if still fairly new at it, with a suitably bloody backstory and a decent black-market zydrate business on the side. He's got something of a reputation for making more of a mess of his contracts than he really needs to, a penchant for blood-drinking (or so the rumors go, and he's happy enough to encourage them), and a tendency for showmanship; stunts like this "accidental" stream are not uncommon.
Spam and any network responses are equally welcome.]
[The device doesn't give a particularly good image of what's going on at first; it's too dark, the gloom's too thick, but anyone watching can hear pained groaning and whimpering, overlayed with someone humming. There's a wet noise, and a splash, and a red liquid drips onto the screen, but the sounds of distress are suddenly cut short.
The humming, however, continues, even into the next round of sounds; a squelch, a tearing, and a quiet pop, accompanied by another splash of red across the screen. Then a soft thump, a pneumatic hiss, and the clink of glass into a bag, and a gloved hand reaches down for the device, wiping off the wet with a thumb. It doesn't clean it entirely, there's still drying smears of blood, but at least the audience can see what's going on now.
There's someone in an orange and black hockey mask looking into the camera; there's not much in terms of identifying features, but the dark smirk is visible through the grating, and after a moment he lifts it up slightly, just enough to stick a few blood-soaked fingers underneath, which he licks clean before replacing the mask. He chuckles unpleasantly, then waves at the camera and kills the feed.
One down, dozens still to go.]
[A/N: Ed has gone overboard! In this Port he's a relatively well-established Repo, if still fairly new at it, with a suitably bloody backstory and a decent black-market zydrate business on the side. He's got something of a reputation for making more of a mess of his contracts than he really needs to, a penchant for blood-drinking (or so the rumors go, and he's happy enough to encourage them), and a tendency for showmanship; stunts like this "accidental" stream are not uncommon.
Spam and any network responses are equally welcome.]
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[So much sarcasm.]
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[This face? Really not so much.]
Please. Like it would do anything besides make you a little less of a cold bitch. And only literally.
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Don't flatter yourself, you're not that do-able; I'm not really a fan of getting jerked around in the name of sex.
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