Jezi
Jezi stared at the monitor, watching Jason so obviously in torment.
Her host moved to stand next to her, his flesh just brushing against her. "What will it be, Jezi? Is your tongue worth more than your certainty that he is fine?"
Torn, she stood there. There was a catch, there was always a catch, but she didn't see it. It was too simple, too innocent.
She looked at Bluebeard, then back at the monitor. She stood straight, and stared him in the eye. "Fine. Do it."
For a split moment, he looked shocked, then he threw back his head and laughed. The malicious sound sent chills down her spine. Hoping she was ready, she steeled herself for what was going to happen. Her eyes locked on the monitor, and she focused on Jason. Soon, Jason. Help is coming soon.
Angel of Terror vs Jezi: Graveyard Match
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Moved to quicky for real time. The gaurds rushed her and grabbed hold of her. The huge man took one of he beefy hands and wrapped it around her tongue. She began to gag and bile began to come up. Bluebeard puleld with his gribe and pain began to flood through Jezi.
She let out an ear peircing scream. It was soon followed by a sickening sound of ripping flesh, the tongue ripping away from its roots, the thin shredding noices as the muscles and tissues gave way from BlueBeards instance.
Jezi's scream turned into more of a gargle as she was let go and shoved to the floor. The behomoth's laugher rang in her ear. She thought he said something like "your friend is in the next room." I was overloaded by the darkness welling over her eyes as she lost conciousness.
She woke up some time later is a pain racked haze. Deperation pushed her too her feet, and she found she was still unable to scream. Her mouth seemed cold from where he tongue used to be. She pushed herself aside and stubbled into the hallway. There was the door to the next room.
She pushed it open and was immedaitly pushed down as something bolted past her. She looked in the corner and she saw Jason curled up in the corner, hiding his face. She once again mad the mistake of trying to speak, but useless sounds came out and more pain racked her. She steepd towards LaClaire and laids a soft hand on his shoulder. Jason once again bolted, knocking her to the floor shouting "NO!" and running to the corner surrounded by the bed and wall.
Jezi went back to find LaClaire and this tiem put both hands on his shoulders and forced him to turn around. Once again she fought the urge to scream, this tiem because of him. As she glared at his face, what glared back at her, wasn't the eyes she was used to, but instead dark sockets where his eyes had been torn from his head.
The new puzzle faces her with a grim cold chill. She could not tell him it was her and he couldn't see it was her......a tear began to fall down her cheek.
Moved to quicky for real time. The gaurds rushed her and grabbed hold of her. The huge man took one of he beefy hands and wrapped it around her tongue. She began to gag and bile began to come up. Bluebeard puleld with his gribe and pain began to flood through Jezi.
She let out an ear peircing scream. It was soon followed by a sickening sound of ripping flesh, the tongue ripping away from its roots, the thin shredding noices as the muscles and tissues gave way from BlueBeards instance.
Jezi's scream turned into more of a gargle as she was let go and shoved to the floor. The behomoth's laugher rang in her ear. She thought he said something like "your friend is in the next room." I was overloaded by the darkness welling over her eyes as she lost conciousness.
She woke up some time later is a pain racked haze. Deperation pushed her too her feet, and she found she was still unable to scream. Her mouth seemed cold from where he tongue used to be. She pushed herself aside and stubbled into the hallway. There was the door to the next room.
She pushed it open and was immedaitly pushed down as something bolted past her. She looked in the corner and she saw Jason curled up in the corner, hiding his face. She once again mad the mistake of trying to speak, but useless sounds came out and more pain racked her. She steepd towards LaClaire and laids a soft hand on his shoulder. Jason once again bolted, knocking her to the floor shouting "NO!" and running to the corner surrounded by the bed and wall.
Jezi went back to find LaClaire and this tiem put both hands on his shoulders and forced him to turn around. Once again she fought the urge to scream, this tiem because of him. As she glared at his face, what glared back at her, wasn't the eyes she was used to, but instead dark sockets where his eyes had been torn from his head.
The new puzzle faces her with a grim cold chill. She could not tell him it was her and he couldn't see it was her......a tear began to fall down her cheek.
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