Punishment Game!

[avibusraris]

Shortly after the Warden's announcement, the guards enter G-Block to escort the Carnival Corpse losers to the punishment area. As usual they are rough and impatient, so anyone dumb enough to fight back will get a little pre-game roughing up.

When the screens around the prison come on, each Deadman is already strapped into a chair with the roulette wheel looming behind them in it's grotesque glory. It seems that the only member of staff present is the Doctor, who waves to the audience with her lips ever so slightly turned up into a ghost of a smile. She was silent as the off-screen announcer shared the details of the game, but those in the room could likely sense her anticipation.

"You all know why you're here, don't you?" The Doctor turns once the announcer is finished. "Then let's begin."

(ooc: When you reply, please specify what you want done to your character. You're more than welcome to pick a punishment" from the list, or RNG it for a bit of fun. You may also allow the mods to choose a punishment. If that's the case, please mark rather you want our choice to be fatal or non-fatal. You can contact us if any of our choices are out of your realm of comfort.)

Comments

[decideformyself]

That fear she was so eager to witness became even more blatant when Philip realized that there was no anesthesia this time. "No--" He tried desperately to close his eye and to pull his arm free.

And then he screamed.

[avibusraris]

The look on her face was absolutely manic. That simple scream sent her to near ecstasy as she cut further and further into his eye socket, the drive to hear more of his agony pushing her onward. It was fantastic.

[decideformyself]

The screaming and struggling continues as she keeps cutting; an inhuman, animalistic sort of sound. He'd never imagined that pain like this could exist.

[avibusraris]

She bit her lip as sweat began to form on her temples. She was much too excited, but she didn't care. It wasn't every day that she got a repeat customer, and especially one that screamed like this one.

"Just a bit more~" The only thing that kept her from drawing it out was knowing that the sooner she was done, the sooner she could see just how distraught dear Shotaro Hidari must have been over his precious "partner".

[decideformyself]

Oh, Shotaro is probably loving his partnerectomy right about now. Philip screams right up until she's finished, at which point he heaves violently. He kind of wants to throw up.

[avibusraris]

Finally, her work was done, and she flicked the blood off her tool proudly. She admired the gaping hole in his head for one last moment before releasing his eyelids from the grip that had been keeping them pulled back.

"Not so bad, hm?" She smiled in an eerily genuine way as she bandaged up his wound.

[decideformyself]

"Get away from me--" he gasped out, still squirming in his seat.

[avibusraris]

"Not until we're all done. You don't want to die because I didn't dress your wounds, do you?" She tilted her head at him with a certain look in her eyes. He'd know what she was referring to.

She was done quickly enough, and two guards came to remove him from the seat and lead him back to his cell.

"Let's have a good time again soon, Macaw." She waved as if they were friends.

[decideformyself]

A chill ran down his spine. Right. He didn't have a spleen.

He slumped in his seat, and didn't fight as he was lead away. He'd failed Shotaro here. How could he face him again?