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[Graded][Event] A Cabal Of Murderers
Topic Started: Sep 6 2017, 06:19 PM (25 Views)
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A Visionless Wakening


Drip. Drip. Drip.

"The pipes they go drip drip DRIP."

Drip. Drip. Drip.

"And you shall awaken soon, or you too will drip. drip. drip..."


The dripping of rusted pipes, awoke a woman of already crippled nature, now more so than ever. A woman once vision-less in a singular eye now blinded by a contraption, chained to a wall through six different sets of chains, length and thickness wide. Her left arm was bound by two, a plastic chain, both thin and fragile, as well as a thick chain of pure metal, thick enough to require welders tools to remove. Her right arm was bound by a single chain of tight thickness, wrapping around the entire length of her arm and pinning her to the wall from that side. Her right leg was bound by two chains of same length and thickness, although they were knotted together, and only chained to themselves, and not the wall, wrapping around her entire leg, causing an immense weight to fill the body of the sight-less woman. The remaining chain rest upon her ankle, locked to a metal loop jammed into the tiled ground, the damp room filling the sight-less woman with emotions of pain and fright.

As she would come to attempt to move her arms, she could find only the left was satisfactory. She had a way out... She always had a way out... She just had to transform... The sight-less woman was a zoan user after all. The best. Humanities best. Wukong king of shape-shifting... But the more she made effort... The more she felt tired... One of these chain links was holding her back... One of these chains were seastone. One of these... Was draining her every bit of strength... As her consciousness almost faded she realized that her lip was hurting quite a bit, and upon rolling her tongue along the bottom lip, a jagged taste of blood and metal filled her mouth, causing her to spit onto the ground making an audible plop. Static fading into the darkness around her.

"Hello Danielle Markin. CEO of Barrel Action Stocks."

The voice uttered through pangs of static. The sight-less woman given her name straightened her head forward and pricked her ears up. Her silence was firm as she furled her lip and proceeded to chew on the bottom part of it almost immediately, that metal taste wasn't normal, and the stitching revealed something underneath it. As she did so the static focused in once more.

"Danielle. I suggest you respond."

He said in an almost calm manner, as Danny let out a sigh, and stopped biting her lip spitting out blood. "Sorry. That was rude, where are my manners." She said taking in a deep breath, letting the wave of terror wash down past her and away with the bad breath. "Got a name or should I just call you insane?" She said with a winced pain as she realized she was just instinctively carving through her lip without thinking.

"Call me what you will Miss Markin... I've only ever been here to help people appreciate the life they've been given... A business woman, who cheats, steals, and murders to get what she wants, yet what she truly feels and appreciates in her life is pushed away by her own intentions. This sounds familiar does it not?"

The voice was odd, and cryptic but Danny was one of the few to understand such things... She was found out. Her evil plans had taken a hold of her finally, and someone had gotten the jump somewhere... One second she was on the island of Little Garden relaxing... The next she was blind in god knows where, surrounded by the smell of rusted piping and sewer water. "Sounds like me. So why am I not dead." She asked casually as she continued back on her lip to find out what was behind the skin.

"Because... I admire your work... Everyone on this island admires your work... You bring the service the world needs... The service it deserves without the minds of madness running amok... But you aren't happy. Utopia is duty... Utopia is not your happiness. It's not your love. A certain scientist is... And your duties may waver in its place as you have seen already. But! But but but... That's it for this chain..."


The static began to crackle and clear up until the dripping was no more as well. Danny finally retrieving the object buried into her lip, a key. As she motioned it in between her teeth she pulled her free arm over and tried it on the heavier chain, barely realizing the plastic one was even there besides the grip it held on her, and to her dismay the large one did not fall off... As she motioned the key up to her forearm she found the plastic one and proceeded to unlock that chain in full, almost immediately, as if she was hit by a semi truck she awoke coughing on a cold dirt floor, eyesight fully restored as her mouth filled with blood, she soon evacuated the contents rearing from her apparent slam against the ground only to realize that it wasn't stopping. She angled her head down to keep the constant flow of blood leaving her mouth and nose so she had brief periods of breath. "W-hurk fu-hurrk" She said in a constant state of vomit as she was thrust again, waking up in an entirely different place, wound free.

Kids Creep Me Out


A bedroom? A kids bedroom? Why was she here? What the hell was this fever dream of inputs that led her to such a place... She looked around, looking to see anything... But it was just a kids room. A bed, some toys, a desk for homework... A door leading too... Upon jiggling the door she found that it must lead to nowhere since it wouldn't budge. As she frustratingly began to wiggle the door knob, visible pain began to well up on her face as she pulled her hand from the door. "Shit shit what." She said backing up, her hand was seared almost to the bone. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck." She cried out dropping to her knees and ripping the bed sheets next to her wrapping the mortal wound up tight. As she writhe in pain she looked up to a doll kicking its two feet back and forth on the bed looking down on Danny. "That's not a good look for you." It said mockingly through playful pauses as if he was singing, he slowly pulled a knife from his back and stabbed it into the bed, using it to drop down, forcing it out with his weight on the way down. Danny was already in pain, now shew as absurdly freaked out, as she jump to her feet slamming into the dresser on the far wall. She attempted to turn her hand into a sword but came up short again, tired from something... "What are you supposed to be!" She shouted as she got into a defensive stance, instincts taking hold. "Chuck." He said as his eyes turned red, before he soon coughed and reserved himself back to the playful looking doll he was... Just with a knife.

"Chuck... Why am I here?" She said cautiously not expecting an answer from it, but instead getting just the one she needed. "We can't meet you on normal terms..." He said walking closer brandishing the knife. "We're all damaged here in Okatokat. All broken, and fragile." He said in a creepy tone as he walked closer and rubbed his knife against Danny's leg, before forcing it into her shin bone. "YOU LITTLE COCKCHUGGER!" She shouted as she dived down, the doll running away as she dropped grasping the hilt of the knife and pulling it out, revealing another key. "What the fuck?!" She cried as she rocked in pain looking at the key. "I don't understand." She said finally breaking down and crying before Chuck came up and sat next to her. "No one understands us monsters." He said looking at the door. "You do. You know us monsters... Stephen, me, and Kroogs... We have some civility left in here... Our sickness can't harm us in here..." It stood up and walked in front of Danny grabbing its knife. "You can bring us Utopia." Chuck said before pointing to the door. "If you don't you'll die like the rest of us. Alone. And without purpose." Danny limped up looking at the key, dragging her feet to the door, and jamming the lock in. Blacking out once more she woke to her mouthing the keyhole to the left arm's giant shackles, feeling them lose their weight as they slammed against the wall, static coming in.

"You see what we have to lose if you fail. If you prioritize that woman over the needs of the world."

And then the static was gone as soon as it appeared once again she was bloodied, vomiting pure red as she looked around trying to find her way, only to see a well off in the distance, within another brief moment she had popped in and out of consciousness awakening in a new location... Wound free once more. This was surely torture... Right? No... This place was different it was warm... Homey... As Danny sat up she saw a fireplace, and two red sofas and an armchair, with a man sitting on the armchair. His skin had seen better days it was red and patched down to the muscle it seemed. He looked like a burn victim. He was reading a book aptly named "The Mind And It's Manipulation" as he smoke on a pipe with those... Knived fingers? Danny shot up instantly seeing the weapons. "Calm down Miss Markin, have a seat." He said in a calming voice as Danny realized she... Was already sitting?

She jumped back in a tense manner and stood up, only to find... She was sitting again? It was as if her mind was missing gaps of information, with that thought she gave up her attempts. "You have me sitting." She said looking around, the place was oddly roomy and not like the rest of these terrible nightmare sequences. "Good good." He said putting away the book and pipe... As if they were never there in the first place, he leaned forward knives poking casually into the sides of his own legs. "Miss Markin, pleasure. Kroog." He said extending his bladed digits for a handshake, to which Danny took a breath in and professionally returned the blades poking casually into her forearm causing a stream of blood to pour over the couch. She winced but remembered that she hadn't bled at all... It was just a normal handshake.

"You're messing with my mind?" She said already knowing the answer. As if the man was just planting information within her willy nilly. "Yeah... I am." He said an hour ago. Danny remembered it distinctly, and before that they had a whole conversation... She remembered he said something along the lines of... "There are but some upon the island of Okatokat that are in favor of your world. The others are too insane to think for themselves... She was here... To kill them? It didn't make sense to her at first... But then... She wasn't there anymore... She could remember... Someone snuck in while she was unconscious... This entire dream sequence. Someone already solved it for her, the one shackle she needed was undone.

She could hear the familiar dripping of the pipes as she felt her right leg run free, the chains sunk to the ground, and with one attempt, her arms and legs were tentacles sliding out of the chains. Her eye was still gone... What was it that red man said? There were memories there that she needed... To Pry on... "That's right." She muttered as she dropped to the ground and began to pat her way across the ground to find an exit. "Kroog explained it all... Stephen, Chuck, and he are all on my side in this hell hole. The bitch that needs to die..." She shut up as static began to fill the room once more.

"Let's play a game Miss Markin... You feel before you six chains that engulf your entire body, on your body are six keys that you will need to free yourself... Your fruit powers are constricted by one of the chains, so you cannot just use some cheap ability to escape... You have half an hour to escape Miss Markin. Have fun." The voice said before clicking off, Danny already free from the chains, she heard a contraption begin to pull the chains, as they grind against the cement wall that she used to be chained too. She pat her way until she found a set of steps and began to crawl up them, as quietly as possible... Until she came to a door, that was left unlocked. As she push it aside the sounds of nature began to fill her ears, a plooping of water coming from nearby. Danny was unsure what it was and quickly fell to the ground, trying to feel her way around... Until her hands met a foot. A cold foot, of feminine texture, fair but... Soggy skin. She took a deep breath, as she was forced up by her neck, almost a foot off the ground and soon after a cold, damp hand wiped the face of Danny... Her vision being returned to her in but a brief moment, as she was dropped to the ground. A figure staring at her with her hair flicked back, as she slowly step into the well, falling with no sound after.

Danny took this as... The one vision where she was producing blood. Apparently the woman had infiltrated Kroogs dream space to which she was remembering more and more information from their... Supposed weekly meeting. She stood up with a hazy head as she heard the oncoming sounds of a chainsaw...

Time To Fucking Run This Time It's Real!


The chainsaw got louder and louder, as the tree lined was falling down in the distance. A skin-faced beast brandishing a chainsaw like a mad man rushing straight for Danny. She quickly began to run to the side, attempting to zig zag him but he turned his corners flawlessly, all the way into the treeline, Danny turning to wukong as she began to climb a dead tree. The chainsaw soon... Rushing off into the distance. "I don't like this place..." She muttered as she sat on the dead branch seeing what her plans of action were... She had to get away, that was a fact. This island was full of beings that couldn't hold back their intentions... But... She couldn't let this happen again. The instigator needed to die. The information she had received from the man of dreams, led her to a woman named Amanda... A fanatic of the early works of the pirate Stephen Di Cristallo. She used it to make torture devices... No one could live through.

She kidnapped and killed... Or forced her chosen survivors out onto the streets to piss off the turf war with Chuck... Her base was... Jigsaw Shore. She jumped from the treeline and turned herself 180 degrees only to slam into the hulking figure of a white-masked man, brandishing a machete. He looked down in complete silence to the woman... Refusing to move from his stance, despite the increasing sounds of chainsaws coming from behind Danny. As it got louder and louder she finally made her move and ducked behind the man, lifting the chain saw wielding man, who was screaming in gibberish with one arm, even as he proceeded to slice the masked man multiple times almost to no avail. Danny didn't take time to think about it, just running for the Jigsaw shore where she saw a Doll sitting on the beach, pointing towards a ship off in the distance. It was... Just a doll.

She looked to see a ship with lights on floating along the shore, and assumed that Chuck had left her a little present in the form of directions. She couldn't swim... So she walked to the shore, and began to think on how she could get to such a distance... After some much needed R&R while she thought she heard the familiar sound of a chainsaw once more, this time the man was just making chainsaw noises with his mouth beneath his flesh-made mask, as he proceed to beat the cut up figure that was still choking him with insane prejudice. It stood in front of the waters, waiting... For something... As Danny stood up and looked at the hulking figure as decided that it probably wanted to... Take her across somehow, and not until he knelt down did Danny get that he wanted to carry her on her shoulders... Now Danny wasn't one to turn down a free piggy back ride, but this was just barring creepy as she slowly rest her legs on the shoulders of the hulking figure. As he proceeded to walk into the water, Danny's feet sticking casually underneath as the crazy man continued to try to beat the masked figure and Danny with his broken chainsaw. It was more annoying than effective. As they got to the bow of the ship which, the anchor seemed to finally be lifting itself up... Half an hour had gone by with no response from Danny after all in Amanda's terms. Danny, with half her body covered in water struggled to grasp for the bow of the ship, having to turn her arms into tentacles once more to get up there, as she crawl onto the ship and slowly compose herself.

A small light was on in the ships captains quarters... Silence filling the body of water as she walk over to it, and open the door to see a hooded woman, surprised. As soon as she stood up Danny had crab claws hardened by stone across her throat. "Wait wait wait!" She shouted pleading for mercy as Danny quickly clamped it shut, cutting the woman off before she had a chance to scream for help. "I can be a monster to." She shouted tossing the head and the headless corpse across the end wall...

And as soon as it had started, it was over. Danny was awake on a ship... The smell of a heavy protein breakfast filling the air as she crawl off the comfortable bed she was on, and slammed into the floor. Her body riddled with alcohol dependency. She needed something in her quick... Whatever just happened... Well... It didn't even cross her mind, even as she sit across from her beloved at the breakfast table reading the news. "Two found dead in their sleep at night-time Okatokat massacre." Danny sipped on her morning coffee with red-flakes as she slowly accustom her body to normal foods and drinks once more. "Huh, would you look at that." Danny said tossing the paper to Nola at a very specific article. "BAS Projected Stock Value Rising After Horrific Upset." She leaned back, the monster deep within her soul quenching its thirst at the ego filling power of a good stock market... Apparently some men were causing multiple issues for her company and the world was fixing itself with supply and demand. A lone rogue pirate had raided the marine base in Nowhere causing massive property damage and destroying most of their weapons, while their west blue stocks had a... Strange thievery that when the company was forced to pay out on they couldn't handle and thus got sued for holding product. Finally it looked like her Advisor Ichii was making headlines in Peachy Keene where he assisted in the take down of a pirate who had taken hold of a settlement.

"Damn it's good to be rich."
Edited by Fresh, Sep 6 2017, 06:29 PM.
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