Hunter Morrigan / Carmella D'Amico

Boogeyman / 575 / Psychologist and Psychiatrist

[byronxmarkusxchristiansen]

Markus had noticed the mental barriers of the psychologist or whatever he was when they all arrived. The others were simple to scan their minds. Most did not have any form of mental blocks. That is unless they were psychic like him or some species which he may have not known about. Either way he would have to be on his guard. "Well welcome all the same. Again just help yourself to the kitchen. If you have any special food needs just write it down and I'll have it delivered." He said simply as it was more a way of just to see if he was some species he may not know about. He ate a little slowly glancing in the slaves minds but it was mostly just fear and nerves nothing of any real interest. After they hurriedly ate they excused themselves to go to their guest room. "So I imagine a therapist must be an interesting job around here. Those so messed up they actually need to talk to somone. What twisted things they must have in their mind."

[dontfeartheshrinker]

Hunter had to keep the small smirk of their face when they felt their host poking around in their mind.  This was going to be fun, being able to play the mild mannered psychologist while hiding who they really were.  It was The Game after all.

“Thank you good sir,” they replied, ignoring the request for special dietary needs.  After they had gorged themself during the attack, the Boogeyman wouldn't need more than the surface level fear that permeated the island.  After all the slaves had been sent away the expected verbal fencing commenced.  “Oh this place needed much more than a therapist.  I'm trained in both psychiatry and psychology, so I cover both sides of the spectrum for mental health.  I do find it to be quite interesting though.  Certainly more interesting than my last practice.  Surburbian soccer moms lead such boring lives compared to the people that choose to stay here, especially after their introduction to what this place really is.  If it wasn't for the supernatural element to this place and its people I could write case studies about my patients well, practically forever.”

[dontfeartheshrinker]

Tilly breathed a sigh of relief. It would be too cruel to have no water or anything anywhere for them - especially since it wasn't just the slaves that were stuck in here. She wouldn't put it past some to dangle it above their heads without doing some sort of favor. Which, at this point, she wouldn't even care. She'd done some undesirable things in the past for her other vices, she'd make do. "No, I am not," she said, with a cool smile. "I killed a vampire and had a building collapse on me and all my nice clothes." Tilly shut her eyes and sighed again. "I'm sure I'll wake up from this hell any second now, right?" Eyes opened again. "Clinics don't have salads, do they?"

Hunter smiled softly as their telepathy slipped past the girl's defenses so they could read her thoughts.  It was almost an automatic thing these days as it helped them judge just how much of themself to let out.  “I'd be careful about claiming you killed a vampire here.  The administration takes a dim view of murder surprisingly.  Though I guess it makes sense considering their business model.”  The boogeyman smiled as they fed on the fear swirling around everyone.  “I suppose that is enough to make for a bad evening.  Not sure if trying to manifest this as a dream is going to work.”  As the girl opened her eyes again, they smiled and shrugged.  “Not any clinic I've ever been in.”

@feelings-fortilly

[headmistressdelecaille]

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[byronxmarkusxchristiansen]

Guests

It was not something that he would do to help someone in their time of need. Markus always saw the angles in making a decision and some apparent goodwill was not the worst thing in the world. Then again the added benefit of getting in the heads of his guests learning things about them was always a good option as well.

As they arrived he saw one master and two slaves. He gave a simple run down of his rules. They were relatively simple. They could have guests but they were responsible for their actions. No one was allowed in his office. Other than that clean up was up to the slaves. he gave the best guest room to the Therapist and two for the two slaves that were rather small, but still certainly a massive step up from the cells. The one who was less than thrilled by the houseguests was Titan his massive Great Dane.

Later that evening he ordered a great deal of Chinese food as a welcome gesture. he got a variety for them to choose from. He thought of texting them but figured that the smell would waft it's way to them soon enough.

@dontfeartheshrinker @xavier-lennon

[dontfeartheshrinker]

Hunter was annoyed at the events of the change over in management of the island.  It wasn't the change over itself so much as their room and office being destroyed and all of their work being obliterated.  The idea of having to live with some stranger while the dorms were being reconstructed was an affront to their privacy and the game they played with the others on the island.

As the boogeyman arrived, they quickly looked over the home, their telepathy already dipping into the thoughts of the two slaves that were also staying there.  Turning their thoughts toward the host, Hunter got the distinctive reaction from their abilities that always occurred around another telepath and they threw up the strongest mental walls they could make.  They would have to be on their guard while staying with him.

The smell of food announced the arrival of dinner and Hunter made their way toward the gathering group.  "Sorry for the late introduction.  I'm Hunter Morrigan, the school's resident therapist."

[sunshinebunnyx]

run, rabbit, run | sunny & open

Sunny's heart was racing a mile a minute, which, given her current situation, she thought was quite reasonable. She'd been on her way back to the cells from a visit with a master when the explosion happened--not close enough to the administration building to be injured, thankfully, but close enough that the blast shook the ground underneath her feat--and in her fear, she'd reached instinctively for her shifting. Her abilities were supposed to be bound, but when she called on them they answered, and then--

And then she'd been a rabbit again. A red rabbit who'd fled the scene as fast as her tiny legs could carry her.

When she'd finally managed to surface from the all-too-familiar comfort of rabbit brain, she'd been far from the chaos, under a bush in someone's backyard. It had occurred to her, of course, to stay in that form--but while a rabbit might have been able to hide and run, it couldn't check on the people she cared about. Which was how she'd come to be naked, crouching behind the aforementioned bush, straining her arm in an effort to reach a pool towel without emerging.

The sound of someone approaching made her jump, stumbling forward to grab the towel and pull it over her breasts, at least, as she turned. Sunny was not shy about her own nudity, but it felt a bit too vulnerable just now.

"Who's there?" she asked, eyes straining. "I just needed a towel! I'm sorry!"

[dontfeartheshrinker]

As much as Hunter enjoyed the little games they played with the slaves on the island, they did actually have a job to do on the Island.  It was a job that they took seriously, which is why they were sitting in their office going over the various profiles they'd been building over the various sessions they'd been having.

Sipping on a glass of whiskey, the Boogeyman flipped through different files when an explosion went off, strong enough to rattle the windows.  Setting their glass aside, Hunter moved toward the windows and looked out, seeing the smoke rising in the distance.  "What the actual fuck…?!"  They started before their attention was pulled by someone moving around their backyard.

Leaving the office, Hunter moved down to walk out into the backyard where they'd seen someone moving.  "That's quite alright dear," they responded, keeping a bit of space between them.  "There's nothing to apologize for.  If you want, I have some spare clothes inside that might fit you better than a towel.  I take it you had a bit of a wardrobe malfunction?"

[feelings-fortilly]

The clinic was a fine place to be, she supposed. Never once had she ever had to step foot in there, so maybe staring at four unfamiliar walls for the foreseeable future wasn't the worst thing in the world. Tilly really wasn't the type of girl to get angry - she lost her patience, but over frivolous things. She's never had this kind of rage, though, not to her memory. Everything she owned was gone. Everything that made her her. Still cut off from her family, on her own, this truly felt like rock bottom. She couldn't even bring herself to wash the blood off her hands, from the attack she suffered earlier in the evening. It was a cruel reminder of what was going on. Tilly had zoned out, only brought out of it when someone walked right past her bed, and she grabbed onto their hand in a quiet desperation. "Do they have water in here somewhere, or are we just in here to starve to death?" @the-institute-starters

[dontfeartheshrinker]

As much as Hunter was concerned about what was going on on the Island, being locked in a place full of terrified people was an absolute buffet for the Boogeyman.  They had to work to keep the grin off their face as they practically bathed in the fear.  Hunter kept a low level of telepathy going, mostly just to gather an idea of who was the most terrified and how they could subtly increase it.  As they made their way through the room, Hunter was brought up short when someone grabbed their hand.  It didn't take long for them to take in the woman's disheveled state, from the rage in her mind to the blood drying on her hands.  "I'm sure there's water somewhere here, we'll just have to look for it.  Are you doing alright dear?  You look like you have not been having a good night."

[dontfeartheshrinker]

grayxstratford​:

While it was distasteful in her eyes, it was indeed interesting. Not from the angle of someone who got off on this sort of thing, but from the point of view of someone who didn’t. She didn’t see why this level of degradation would ever be something that someone could get off on- but to each their own. “Agreed,” she nodded. “It’s a good way to find which are the people who get off on this sort of thing,” she gestured to the people around, bound, and beaten. It did nothing for her, but there was a small sense of satisfaction seeing her sister there. Fuck, of course she loved her sister, but there was still part of her that blamed her sister for- well- everything. And seeing a little karma working on Evie, it was undeniably satisfying. 

Hunter picked up on the woman's dictate immediately, though they couldn't help but follow the hint of acceptance that followed their thoughts.  It was an interesting study that they couldn't help but dig into.  "I'm not sure how much judgment should be laid on those that prefer this type of encounter," they replied, running a soothing hand across the woman's back.  "From all my research this seems to be the type of place that caters to all manner of people.  I must consider the idea that too much emotion either way may throw off the experiments and thus the scientific method.  How can we best help the poor souls that end up here if we do not know what makes them tick?"  

[dontfeartheshrinker]

ava-montgomery​:

Ava grinned a little bit at him. Was he insinuating something? She couldn’t be sure, but she did like the game that they were playing, so far. She leaned in a little closer to him. “I guess you could say that I’m feeling…peckish,” she murmured. “I seem to have this hunger, that won’t quite go away.” 

Her lips curved into a little bit of a smile at this. “What would you say to that?” she asked him, cocking her head to the side. “Do you think you could help me out with a little something?”

The smile on Hunter's face only grew hungrier as they watched the woman, their own desires starting to spike.  It had been a while since they had let themselves feed and fuck as they wished.  They might have to start with this woman, earning a little something for themselves.

"Peckish you say," the boogeyman replied with a wolfish grin.  "I know a little something about that."  They shifted closer to the woman, dominating the space between them.  "I can most definitely scratch that itch you have my dear.  I have a vast history of giving people exactly what they need."

[dontfeartheshrinker]

sashaxbellx​:

Sasha swallowed nervously at the Mistress’ words, and tried not to get scared at being called a snack and plaything. When the other moved behind her and she couldn’t see her anymore, the slave’s nerves got worse. She squeezed her hands into fists for a moment and squirmed in the restraints. A surprised whimper escaped when the large plug started to move inside her, and she hoped the strokes of the flogger weren’t going to get any harder. She felt so exposed to the unfamiliar Mistress and even more unsure of what was yet to come.

The boogeyman inhaled deeply at the fear and nervousness radiating not only from the girl in front of them but the rest of the quad as well.  The flogger strokes grew harder as did the thrusting of the plug into the girl's ass.  "Good girl," they hummed, knowing that they were likely to be getting into painful territory.  "If you handle this well I'll let you service me as a reward for all your hard work."

[dontfeartheshrinker]

raven-powers​:

Raven smirked a little at them. “Well, it’s definitely not boring here,” she said. “Otherwise, I would be long gone.” Her eyes twinkled just a little bit at this. “Trust me,” she said. “If you can count on one thing, it’s this: this place is full of surprises. And, the people? The people keep it more than interesting.” She listened to them talk about their partner, and nodded. But, she didn’t push. It wasn’t her place, and really, that was far from one of her concerns here. “What do you enjoy doing to spice things up?” she asked them curiously.

Raven’s smirk caused Hunter to smirk as well, chuckling at the woman’s answer.  “That’s good because I have had enough of that life.  Suburbia is fine when you need a break, but you can’t really thrive on suburbia.”  The boogeyman laughed and nodded their head.  “Oh trust me, I have figured that out already.  It’s practically a smorgasbord for someone like me.”  It amused them that the woman skipped over the partner conversation.  Of course, the spicing things up comment caused an almost wicked smile.  “Well, I do have my game that I enjoy playing bt I have a wide variety of things that I enjoy, though most of my tastes tend toward the more sadistic.”

[dontfeartheshrinker]

littlexlilim​:

Bliss radiated through her veins as Daddy continued to use her in all of the ways she craved.  Even when the room started spinning from the lack of air, she almost smiled around their cock as they granted her her favorite gift - their pleasure and their seed.  Lilim moaned involuntarily as she felt it at the back of her throat and further, hand trying to creep between her thighs to rub at her clit again.  She craved every drop of his seed, pulling off of Hunter’s cock when allowed so the she could continue to clean them of each trace of orgasm.

Unsurprisingly, she was still unsatisfied, selfish as she was.  What had started as small licks to clean their load off of their cock changed, trying to get her Daddy hard again with her mouth.

Hunter shuddered a little as their orgasm wracked them, hips bucking a little as if trying to drive their cum deeper into their perfectly crafted sexton.  She was still the most perfectly crafted victim of their and Van's creation.  It came as no surprise that Lilim, being the insatiable cum slut that she was, that as soon as she had finished cleaning every little drop of cum from their cock she was working on getting them hard again.  A smirk tugged on the corner of their lips as they allowed her to continue.

As soon as they were hard again, Hunter reached down and snagged Lilim by her throat, dragging her up until she was standing on her tiptoes.  "Someone is still a greedy little slut aren't you?  Desperate to have your Daddy stretch out everyone of your little holes and pound your your body into this table until your body can't take it anymore?"

[dontfeartheshrinker]

rowanxaubri​:

shrink, shrank, shrunk | hunter & rowan

So this sucked.  It was the first time she had ever been whipped, and trying to keep up her flippant attitude was becoming more and more difficult as the day progressed and her back gained more and more markings.  Not that she was stupid enough to goad her punishers, more that she was trying to keep from breaking from the pain.  Rowan slumped in her bindings, wrists sore from holding her upright.  Suddenly she could see and hear, blinking into the sunlight as she recognized the person standing in front of her.  

“No.  No, no, no, please no.  The last thing I need today is to be psychoanalyzed.  I don’t remember making an appointment.”

@dontfeartheshrinker​

The boogeyman walked slowly through the quad, a small smile on their face as they gorged themself on all the fear that suffused the air.  Seeing a familiar face, Hunter wandered over and removed her blindfold and headphones.  "Hello Rowan.  No appointment necessary, though I can understand your desire not to talk.  This is certainly not a pleasant experience, but I promise, no psychoanalyzing.  Just checking in on everyone, given the nature of this event."

[dontfeartheshrinker]

grayxstratford​:

Gray looked up at the masculine voice and accepted the offered hand as she stood. “Thanks, I wasn’t looking down,” she explained before she crossed her arms and looked around. “This is… Quite the view huh?” she asked as she looked at the man again and gave him a somewhat strained smile. “I mean, it’s um…” she searched for the right word. “It’s interesting,” she managed to chuckle as she rubbed the back of her neck. 

"Oh that's quite alright.  The quad isn't usually this crowded with such… activities."  Hunter smiled softly, letting their telepathy slip into the woman's mind without a second thought.  Her words might say one thing, but her thoughts couldn't lie.  The fear in the air was a delightful meal for the boogeyman and they were gonna glut themself soon.  "Interesting is… one way to describe it.  It's a fascinating study in people's behavior."

[dontfeartheshrinker]

Camoflague - Hunter/Grey

This was certainly interesting. Gray had heard the raucous early that morning and had been awoken by guards dragging masters down the hallways in the suites. One of them had asked her name and then after checking their list they had apologized for the inconvenience and left her to go back to sleep. So back to sleep she went, it obviously didn’t affect her- but in the morning she did find it sort of affected her? Indirectly at least. When she walked out of the building and found a large number of people- not just slaves she realized, but slaves, and masters all tied to the ground where they were naked and being tortured. She lit a cigarette slowly as she looked around, this was definitely interesting. What could she have done to spare her this? She didn’t know, but she’d have to keep it up in the future if this was a regular thing. She tried walking around the group but got a little too close in her curiosity and managed to trip over someone’s tied down leg. “Oh for god’s sake,” she muttered as she sat up and inspected her knee.

Hunter had been wondering what was going when they heard the commotion outside their room.  They figured it was related to the disaster that was the lottery, a thought that was confirmed when the boogeyman watched the guards sweep up a number of Masters and Mistresses and haul them away.  There was nothing in their records that showed any validity to the Headmaster's proclamation but this wasn't in their purview.  If the Headmaster wanted their opinion, he could ask for it.  Dressing in their usual shrink attire, Hunter headed out to the quad, ostensibly to provide counseling for the people being punished.  As they walked the grounds, Hunter noticed a Mistress trip over a bound slave.  "Oh, do be careful.  We wouldn't want you to injure yourself," Hunter commented, reaching down to help the woman back to her feet.

@grayxstratford​

[dontfeartheshrinker]

ava-montgomery​:

Ava was intrigued by them. She was curious by nature, and their demeanor only fueled that curiosity. She watched them, her eyes full of curiosity. Maybe, this night was taking a turn for the better.

“I like chardonnay,” she said. “And any sort of wines, but usually, the older the better,” she said. “I’ve been told I have high maintenance tastes, but I like to think that I appreciate the finer things.” She smiled lightly, her tongue involuntarily running across her lower lip.

Hunter's amusement as they wormed their way through the girl's thoughts almost slipped out onto their face.  Thankfully they had plenty of experience schooling their thoughts thanks to their many years of blending into human society.  It would never do for a hunter to expose themselves to their prey before it was time.

"There's nothing wrong with having refined tastes.  I too prefer the finer things, though mine tend toward spirits over wine."  They smirked as they took a swallow of their booze.  A smirk crossed Hunter's face as they watched the girl's tongue crossed her lip.  They could feel her being drawn closer to them.  "And what is this itch you seem to need scratched hmm?"

[dontfeartheshrinker]

littlexlilim​:

A quiet yip of surprise escaped the witch at the additional smack to her skin, whimpering softly as she squeezed her thighs together against the arousal that was constantly building.  It had been too many years since they’d been together that one intense session would be enough to sate Lilim’s hunger and desperation for her Daddy.  She wouldn’t surprised if it would take months to finally feel as if they’d made up for all of the time they’d lost as they and Mommy were fighting.

Those small brushes to her skin left her back arching even further, body craving more than just the soft touches they were delivering.  Maybe if she stuck her chest out enough, Daddy would reward her by touching them.  Even if it was only through the thin fabric of the bra they were putting on her.  They were right, she was very needy at the moment.  Lilim paused at Carmella’s statement before flushing slightly and nodding yes.

“It’s because I missed you so much, Daddy.  No one hurts me good like you and Mommy do.”

The best part of all of this was that Carmella wasn't going to satisfy their daughter's needs until after they had finished dressing her up.  A very short red and black plaid skirt was next, dangling from their fingertips as they smiled at Lilim.  "Mmmm, well you aren't wrong about that baby girl.  But first, we're gonna get you all dolled up before staining these fancy new clothes with your blood."

Their lips twisted into a smirk at Lilim's response to the slap.  They knew exactly how to tease and torment their daughter to the reactions they most wanted out of her.  Besides, they had been apart for far too long to try to rush their reunion.  This was not something that would be accomplished quickly. 

[dontfeartheshrinker]

raven-powers​:

Raven couldn’t help but smile, as she listened to them. There was something about them that intrigued her, and she found herself leaning in a little bit closer to get a better listen of his words. “That, it is,” she said. “It’s my favorite seasoning,” she teased lightly.

“Oh, that does sound wonderful,” she said. “I bet you and your partner were never bored.” She smirked a little bit, and raised an eyebrow at them. “Did your partner come with you here?” she asked.

Hunter chuckled and nodded their head in agreement.  They certainly agreed with the woman that it was.  The smirk on their face grew wider as she leaned in closer to them.  "Well… there was plenty of food but it was rather boring in sleepy suburbia.  I definitely don't think I'll be having that issue here."  The boogeyman smiled at the thought of their partner and shook their head.  "Not yet, but she may be joining me.  We've been on a bit of a break ever since our last fight so I hope she'll see the information about this place as a peace offering."