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#7

A whumper who lives on a private seastead, in the middle of the high seas, not another soul for miles.

Except, of course, for the whumpee they like to keep around. From the surface, it looks like the seastead is tethered to a buoy- but underneath, a mer stares wistfully through cage bars, longing to swim deeper into the abyss, and dreading the next time they’re hauled out of the water.

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#6

Shove your whumpee in a cage tall enough for them to stand in, and tie their wrists to the ceiling of it. Watch them scuffle on the tips of their toes as the hours drag on. Blindfold them, so all they can focus on is the way their legs burn and their shoulders ache and their wrists throb. Muzzle them, when they start to cry, overwhelmed by the pain and desperately looking for some kind of relief. And then, when they've lost all hope, open the cage and take a whip to their back. Hear them scream against the muzzle, watch them try to scramble away with their arms tied above their head. Watch the legs give, and the strain shift to their shoulders. Then, when blood drips down their back, and they've lost the control over their body... cut the ties, and watch them meet the ground.

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#5

"You won," the villain said, voice shaking. "You won. What are you going to do now?"

The hero grinned down at the villain's prone form, at the tears starting to form in their eyes, the hopelessness that the hero had brought upon them. It was a sight they'd wanted to see for years.

The hero crouched down, chuckling darkly. "I'm going to walk out of that door, and then I'm going to set this dump on fire. After that, I'm going to walk out into the public and be the shining beacon of hope I was always meant to be. And you? Well, the people won't have to worry about you anymore."

The villain let their head drop. "You're despicable."

The hero took the opportunity to stand up and nudge the villain's shoulder with their boot. "Maybe so, but you'll be the last one to try and tell the tale. And you're about to die."

"YOU killed that hostage! He was fucking terrified, begging for his life, and yet you set it up as though I'd tied him to that tower, and as though you weren't the one to make that tower fall. And the time before that, and the time before that. How long do you think you can keep this hero charade up before they all find out? How many people are you going to kill for it? I know I will not be the last," the villain rasped, desperation and hatred and grief in their voice.

"Oh, now, don't make me think too hard," the hero said, mocking their every word. "You know I can keep this up as long as I want to, especially with the last loose end all wrapped up. You got any last words you want me to write down? You got a pen?"

"..."

"Don't keep me waiting."

"... fuck you."

"Aw, you're going to regret that."

"The only thing I regret is that you're not on this floor going down with me."

"Uh-huh. See you in hell."

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#4

“What do you mean, you died for me? God, you’re such an idiot.” “Hey! What else was I supposed to do?” “I don’t know, maybe not get yourself caught and killed? Now we’re both trapped here.” “Trapped..?“ “We’re not actually dead. Well, not permanently.” “What do-” “They can explain.”

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#3

PETA, but for whumpees.

There's a whump problem in the area. It's awful- stories of people found in basements, chained up and starving; or a sickness spreading that causes the victim to isolate themselves before the symptoms start.

An organization is started, of people who wish to help. This can't go on, there is no way to stop it, the leaders are doing nothing... but their methods are highly unorthodox. They kill the infected or the rescued, pleading that this is better than dying from the cureless disease or living with the trauma.

Imagine a whumpee being rescued, finally, only to have their 'rescuers' hold them down and attempt to inject them with lethal poison.

"Sh-sh-sh, it's alright. There'll be no more pain. Shh..."

How they fight, scrabbling at their would-be saviors' skin, but their frail form can't hold them off. How long they fought and gave up their dignity to survive, only to be the victim of a 'mercy killing.'

But, there's hope- perhaps the team or the whumpee's loved ones intercept the organization, saving whumpee once and for all. Or perhaps the whumper arrives, scattering the organization- the whumpee must make the choice to try and run and risk being caught by the organization or whumper, or turn themselves in and hope, hope it will buy them some time until they're rescued for real.

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#2

A tiny whumpee trapped in one of those Really Useful Boxes. They can see everything that's going on around them, but it's so small and the lid is on so tight... perhaps they're kept on a desk as a decoration, or they're packed into a bag. Every movement jostles them around and makes them crash into the sides of the box.

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#1

The whumpee is a government fugitive both for crimes the whumper forced them to commit, and for crimes they've committed afterwards to survive. Truthfully, they would want nothing more than to turn themselves in, but they know that the whumper will find them if they stop running for more than a few days.