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Torture Starter Pack

(⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING! ⚠️ This post contains some heavy content. 15+ Advised!!)

One of our Muses is the kidnapper, the other, the kidnapped. This isn’t planned to be a soft scenario. In fact, violence is what we’re here for. Choose your preferred position, send an icon as the torture method, and send a number for your line.

Kidnapped:

“Dear Christ, no!”

“What are you planning to do with that?”

“Stay away from me! Keep that thing away!”

“Please don’t do this..”

“Somebody help me!”

“I-I’ll do whatever you want!..”

“Why are you doing this to me?!”

“Don’t hurt me!”

“Stop, stop, it hurts!!”

“Yo-You broke it! You br-broke it!”

“I-I’m done..”

“Put it down.. We can talk this over..”

“You’re driving me insane!!”

“Where are you?!”

“Please, please… It hurts so much..”

Kidnapper:

“Hush.. It will only hurt for a moment.”

“Please don’t cry..”

“You know why you’re here.”

“Take it! Take it!”

“Beating you feels so good!..”

“Ssshhh. You’re only making it worse for yourself.”

“You want another one?!”

“Does it hurt? Does it hurt?!”

“Shut up! I hate hearing you!”

“Stay the hell down!”

“You wont get out of here easily! You wont get out of here at all!”

“You. Are. Mine. Understand me?!..”

“You’re so cute when you act like that..”

“Stop wiggling!”

“I hope you feel every bit of this! All of it!”

🖤 - Love. Use your affection as a torture device. Show your victim how much you love them with the most effective feeling. Pain.

🔪 - Knife Play. Use a blade to reach all those hard to itch nooks and crannies.

🛎 - Noise. Use the magic of sound to penetrate your victims hearing. Disturb them.

🔫 - Firearm. Take the old fashioned route, use your bullets and dust to your advantage to show your dominance.

🛁 - Steam. Use boiling liquids to force your subject to succumb to your will and give in.

🔗 - Chains. Beat your victim black and blue with the hard impact of metal itself.

📍 - Pins and needles. Use sharp and pointy little knacks to drive your subject up the wall. Or, drive them to it.

🍞 - Food. Starve your victim. Make them beg for the tiniest crumb.

❄️/☀️ - Temperature. Use the environment to deprive them of their mind. Make them curl in for warmth, or undress for a breeze.

👁‍🗨 - Vision. Deprived your subject of their eyes. Choose to keep one, or rid them of both. Either way.. Use it as punishment.

⛏ - Pick. Decide how many teeth your victim really needs.

🖐 - Fingers. Your victim starts off with ten fingers, how many will they be left with?

🗣 - Discrimination. Remind your victim how worthless they are. Spit venom into their minds, make them believe it.

💞 - Family. Remove their loved ones from this earth. Show them there’s only one person they belong too.

⛓ - Restrain. Hold them back. Tighten the rope and chains until blood is drawn. Make them earn their movement and freedom.

💢 - Anger. Use their own emotion against them. Drain them of all their energy and emotional stability until there’s nothing left but a shell.

☢️ - Get creative. Freestyle it.

violetazule

No Hurt Geisty (WrA, some sensitive topics)

(( Ahh, well. Geisty gets into quite a few problems snooping about. Stuff like this happens more often than people think! ))

“You know, this would be easier if you just spoke up,” the woman said with a laugh down to the bagged head of her victim. The creature wheezed in a slow breath through the muddied sack over its head, sticking to its face like glue from the water still dripping down.

When the long stretch of silence continued, she shrugged. “Suit yourself.” A firm grip to the back of the beast’s head shoved it down into the vat of frigid water below, holding it there. Like before, its shoulders and arms began to jerk when getting desperate for oxygen, bubbles began to float to the surface. Its feet kicked and when pushed deeper- enough for the water to lick at the beast’s runed and branded neck- the murky water began to steam off its skin. The liquid even began to boil as the beast shrieked as loud as it could under the water and behind the sack, only to be ripped back when its hazy vision was turning dark and blotchy.

“Are you prepared to speak yet?” The woman’s stern tone called down to the blinded beast, a smirk on her lips, “We know you were snooping around– who sent you here, rat? Who paid you for this?”

The geist wheezed in a ragged breath, shaking its head rather sluggishly. Its ragged breath caught in its throat as the fresh noose hanging from around its throat was viciously wrenched upwards. The feeble creature curled its skeletal digits around, taking in a strained gust of air as the noose was rattled around. Its bound hands gave a shake behind its lower back, flinching away from the booming yell coming from its right side. “TALK, FOR FUCKS SAKE!”

“Uuuughnn…” It managed in a lethargic and crackling tone, only for its tender and cracked ribs to be rammed into once more by a heavy fist- thankfully not another mace. The beast let out a low groan, kicking its feet as more of its weight was being taken up by the new noose. Pushed up to its tiptoes now, like a fish ready to be gutted, it hung from one of the sturdy rafters. Its body gave a rather slow sway as the man gave its ribcage another hard knock- more crunching sounds eliciting a somber whine from the beast.

“Geist- just… listens,” it rasped out slowly, struggling to breathe behind the matted fabric against its face. “Was- told.. to listen..” It took in a rough gasp of air, breath quivering from its spasming lungs, barking out another little cry as the heavy bludgeon was brought back against its stomach. Its legs curled up one at a time, trying to guard its exposed stomach. “Nnh- no.. more- h.. hitting- geist..” It wheezed out, shaking its head and body about like a strung-up snake.

“You know, I really don’t think it knows much,” the woman spoke out some, eyeing over the bleeding carcass that hung from the ceiling.

The beast groaned out again, “Geist- knows.. nothing- nooothing… be nice- to geist..” It managed out weakly again, only to be given a very sharp uppercut under its jaw by the male that still loomed close. Its teeth chattered together as the man snorted, “Then do you just want us to cut it down and- do what with it?”

“We will drop it off at the Cathedral and let the paladins deal with it. They enjoy nutcases, no?” She chuckled and cut the beast down with a few passes of her dagger over the thick cord of rope, letting the creature drop to a heap. Breathing in the dust off the ground as it was soon lugged up and over the male’s shoulder, noose still trailing along the ground.

“No- hurt.. geist- no hurting- gei-..” The wretched being got out a few scratchy words before the bludgeon was once again raised and brought swiftly down against the back of its head- rendered unconscious in a matter of seconds.

The only thing that the beast was awoken by was the rattle of its body as it was shoved unceremoniously off the trotting horse, hands still bound behind its back. With a very rigid flop, it curled up on the stairs of the Cathedral once it had stopped rolling, groggily taking in slow breaths and shying away from all the sudden voices.

the-everyday-gamer

One year of Life is Strange: Chaos Theory

May 19th, 2015

rowanred81

Will reblog every time I see this❤️

fakelis-spoilers

Reblog if you don't want Max to date Warren

where are my people at

feistiest

*writes dystopian novel where a bisexual and asexual girl fall in love and save the world together along with their trans bestie and everyone is queer except for that one implied straight character*

feistiest

narrow-minded people are getting mad over this post keep reblogging it

jaelyngs

doodles | Pricefield <3

I can’t stop thinking about their story. Otp of the year.<3

ghavrielthegabe

this was exactly what they were thinking

Random LiS Prompt >><<

Like, a supernatural LiS post-ending. Would take place post-game after the sacrifice the bay ending, about a day after they left. Max has a nightmare where she is at Chloe's funeral like in the other ending, except she freaks and rips open the casket and finds a skeletal Chloe and Rachel in it, which causes her to freak further and turn around only to see everyone else had fallen and turned to skeletons as well, all dead. Then the thunder claps and the tornado appears, heading straight for them all, and moments before getting hit she wakes up in the motel room she is sleeping in with Chloe while making their way to Max's parents. Chloe says it is just a nightmare after what happened to her, but it felt as real as the visions she had, and not long after this there are reports of another major, unnatural storm hitting somewhere else. And it keeps happening, around the world, causing strange things to happen, people to change or get powers, like Max's time traveling power. The truth is the storm was always meant to hit, Chloe's death wasn't the start of it. - She got those powers because of the event, what happened to Chloe was just something that happened, that sent enough shock through her body to jump-start the powers. So the story takes place with people trying to figure out what was happening, with people suddenly gaining strange, unnatural powers around the world and people trying to contain what is happening. Max believes she was given the power for a reason, to try and help the world instead of just running and letting more people die.

#LiS #Life is Strange #Max #Chloe #Pricefield #Prompt #story idea #i wish i was better at writing so i could do this #jeffershitsucks #spoiler?

koethekoethe

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redsjacketart

it’s been a while since i made a comic. i am chloe

yuucafae

sry

((chloe in a dress gives me life tbh))

rowanred81

I’m sick of the fucking cliques in this fandom. I’m not talking about the ships, but the elitist jerks who think they’re somehow superior to the majority of other LiS fans.

It’s a fandom, and you’e a fan in it.

Fan fiction is fan fiction. Perfection isn’t expected, so thinking you’re above those for whom writing is difficult is rude considering you still expect love and appreciation from those same people.

We are all members of a community devoted to a game that has touched us all in varying ways and depths. Sometimes our ideas contrast, sometimes we have the same idea. Don’t give someone hate or negativity simply because they want to create something that is similar to what you’re doing. They’ve done nothing wrong and should be applauded for exploring their capacity for creativity and imagination.

That’s all. I’m just sick of some of the elitist bullshit I see in this fandom sometimes, and wish it would stop.