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."

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[birdinhand]

He still pulled roughly at what held him down to the chair. He was using so much force his hands were bleeding. Whatever semblance of control he thought he had was evaporating quickly.

And so he screamed. You disgusting bitch.

[avibusraris]

She closed her eyes for just a moment, like she was listening to something beautiful. Ah, but no time to relish it. This was only the preshow. Now they were moving on to the main event.

She disappeared out of view of both Ankh and the cameras for a brief second. When she returns, she's holding a rather large tool, quite similar to what one might use if they were going to prune their bushes.

Instead, however, she was going to prune his rib cage.

[birdinhand]

"No, please!" Any pride or stubbornness was completely gone. Tears even came from his eyes. "Don't! I'll do anything! Please!"

[avibusraris]

Oh, she loved it when she broke them.

"Shhh," she shushed him, putting a finger to his scarred lips, "it'll all be over soon." She smiled as if she was kind nurse comforting a patient. Of course, that was the farthest thing from the truth as she snapped the first rib in half.

[birdinhand]

He had enough fire in him still to try to bite her finger. Because she should know better than to put her finger near the beak of strange birds.

[avibusraris]

She had pulled her finger away just in time, giving him a rather scolding look. His reward would be losing three more ribs bones.

[birdinhand]

Blood ran everywhere. And with it went most of his energy to scream. "Hina..." he hissed with a shaking voice. "S-sorry..."

[avibusraris]

The Doctor shook her head with a smile dancing on her lips, as if Ankh were nothing more than a silly little boy. She continued on in eerie silence, concentrating on sound of bones falling apart until she had access to his heart. She put the sawing tool to the side, looking up at his mangled features.

"Do you think I should send your heart to her doorstep?" Her smile twisted at the idea.

[birdinhand]

He shook his head. "Don't... you dare... Just finish this already.... psychotic bitch...."

[avibusraris]

"Listening to the patient is important." She mused, drawing out her words intentionally. Because she wanted him to suffer longer, and because the anticipation was almost as exciting as what she was about to do. She would have drawn it out longer, too, if it weren't for the other patients she needed to deal with. Another time, perhaps.

She reached for the appropriate tool. The energy built in her seemingly exploded as she cut his heart out, no longer stopping to taunt him. The pain, the horror -- it was more than enough. Sometimes silence conveyed more terror than words.

And then, it was done. His heart was free, and she violently pulled it from his chest, a small laugh escaping her lips. It was done, and it was glorious.