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REVENGE
Mar 12, 2007 4:58:09 GMT -5
Post by Tic-Tac on Mar 12, 2007 4:58:09 GMT -5
You find yourself in a small room with the one and only Tic-Tac Dearly! He's tried to kill Lucky on numerous occasions. He brain washed Cadpig, and had her nearly murder Rolly. He's killed Spot. He's taken over the farm. He's poisoned your food supply. He's don't unspeakable things!! Also, he set Lucky on fire in a dream sequence.
WELL, as it just so happens, Mr. Tic-Tac dearly is tied up to a small wooden chair and you are untied. No one knows you two are down here- so here's the real question... What do you do >=3
Come up with you're most creative ways for vengence, or whatever you'd like to do. No hard feelings- go nuts!! =D
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REVENGE
Mar 12, 2007 5:07:11 GMT -5
Post by monkey on Mar 12, 2007 5:07:11 GMT -5
Oh! Oh! Me first! *pause* Sorry, over exited I guess "Ah, Tac, Tac, Tac....I hear you've been up to no good, trying to kill Lucky of course, then there's the fact of trying to kill Rolly I believe, then actually killing Spot, I mean seriously, what is your problem?" Kasey had asked him, though she wasn't all that worried "Though, I did want to see the "great Tic-Tac Dearly", all tied up for once, unable to get revenge anymore, it's funny you know, after all these months of trying to kill Lucky, you're still unsucssesful at it, I guess you're not all that smart anyway, if it were me, I'd probabally nuke the place, just to make sure, but getting a nuke would be near impossible, making one, not too sure on that" She gave him a quick grin "Think about that one genious(sp?)"
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REVENGE
Mar 12, 2007 19:40:10 GMT -5
Post by ripsta on Mar 12, 2007 19:40:10 GMT -5
A lonely light bulb waved back and forth with tiny sounds of squeaks from the rusting of the chains it hung from. The light flickered dimly to none and gave off a slight warmth feeling but also created the perfect, dangerously half-dark, surrounding needed for one to pull off such evil deeds. Stuck to a nail bolted chair in the floor, Tac, the one thought so cautionsly about and the farms most treacherous thought of villan, was bound from head to toe and gagged from speaking. How he got to this position was, and still is, undetermined, but the chance for revenge soaked all those free in this small dim litted room. In this case, there was only one other.
"Hello Mr. Tic-Tac." Rip tilted his head to the side. A red glared met with the hostage's eyes.
"Technically, you dont know me, but, I know you." Rip circled his victim a couple of times before stopping behind him. He reached up standing on his hind feet and placed both paws on either side of Tic Tac's shoulders.
"You're probably wondering what Im going to do that could be so vile, so dirty, so bad. But see, I wont even have to rough you up to extract my type of vengency upon you. I'll leave you for the other blood thristy idiots who want you dead." Rip whispered into Tac's ears slightly grinning in the process. He then massaged his shoulders softly.
"Are you feeling tense, Tac? No? Perhaps you're thristy." Rip laughed then held up a cup of water in his face.
"Here, take it." Rip splashed it all over him and chuckled again. "Okay, I'll stop wasting time." Tac was truly vulnerable to any kind of treatment. Thousands of thoughts passed through Rip's mind. He could do so much. But he wanted to do something, that would have a lasting effect, and not entirely kill him. He'd take his ideas as they came. Rip seemed to have vanished for a minute before showing back up with a huge centipede in one paw and a giant tarantula in another.
"Now Tac, I forget sometimes but, which one of these are you so afraid of again?" He first held out the spider then held out the centipede both creating a sightful reaction to Mr. Tic-Tac.
"Ah, I see now..." Rip then placed the spider on Tac's face and the centipede on his lap.
"Now if I were you Tac, I wouldnt make any sudden movements, not that you could." Rip watched the centipede look for a hiding spot.
"You probably already knew but, this creature, the centipede, likes warm moist spots. And judging by the looks of it, it has found a nice wet spot right between your legs. I guess that water I splashed on you isnt helping the situation, is it?" Tac, unable to reply decently, only shivered in his spot. He had his eyes tightly closed. I mean, with that huge spider on your face, who wouldn't? Rip stepped back, frowning and sighed.
"I really hate doing this to be honest. I mean, we could've made great friends Tac but, you chose this instead." Rip shook his head then walked back over and removed the creatures carefully off him.
"I cant let these little guys hurt you, now can I?" Tac was relieved, but didnt show it in the least. Rip threw the poisonous beast into a corner and walked once again behind Tac and out of his sight. There were sounds of gadgets and mechanical objects being used.
"Dont worry Tac. This shouldnt hurt too bad." Rip faced Tac's back and stood up on his hind paws again, this time placing both paws on Tac's head.
"This is going to only sting, if not kill you, if done correctly." In each finger tip, pins quickly injected themselves through Tac's skull and onto the top layer of his brain. Small trickles of blood dripped down his face. Tac threw back his head from the sudden stings unable to scream out for help. But what help would Tac receive if he did call for it? Dipstick? No no...he couldnt possibly benefit any type of help. Sweat poured from Tac's face from stress.
"No Mr. Tic-Tac. No moving around. If one of these pins break off into your brain...well...you'll ruin my fun. Now pay close attention, Im sure you'll remember this scene."
*****
The side of the tool shed exploded, Tic-Tac screaming his head off as he threw himself though the old wood of his shed, running as fast as his little legs would carry him. "GETIMOFFMEGETIMOFFMEGETIMOFFME!!! SWEET MERCIFUL CRAP!! SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!" The puppy cried, eyes wide with fear, tail tucked between his legs as he bolted across the farm yard in paniced circles. Rolly, Cadpig, Spot, and Lucky, were rolling along the ground, laughing so hard they were horse.
*****
"Remember Mr. Tac? Must've been embarrassing. Cant forget this either...
*****
"OH GEEZ THAT THING IS HUGE!" He whined, trying to back peddle. Instead he tripped on his own legs and went sprawling backwards in a rolling ball of whimpering yelps. When he finally stopped, he landed in a mud puddle. His pristine white fur dirty and wet, his paws covered in caked dirt and mud, and he coughed, looking absolutely miserable. "Here ya go, Tic-Tac." Spot chuckled softly- and tossed a back of what looked like paw-plucked feathers all over the dog. The trio+1 all laughed, pounding thier paws into the ground as they watched Tic-Tac try to stand up. Instead of making it, he managed to slip fall, and splatted himself in the mud a number of times, before finally resorting to crawling out on his belly. The four pups laughed as he marched towards them again, but this time kept his distance. He wasn't about to get close to that thing... "I...You guys..." he growled lower, eyes splayed back, eyes in angry narrow slits. Lucky just grinned. There was no victory as sweet as what he was watching right now. Trouncing Cruella was always a pleasure, but this was joy beyond joy. Tac struggled to find something to say. Some terrible vicious insult and shattering jibe to bring lucky to his knees, but instead, what his muzzle wouldn't work right. He tried -really really hard to come up with something...anything...but instead he broke down into tears, bursting into loud sobs of sadness, that instantly shut the laughing canines up. Tic-Tac was crying? Infront of them?! This was something new.The other puppy snarled, covered in mud and feathers and tried to wipe the tears from his eyes, but he just couldn't do it. "I, I'll show you guys! I...I'll get you!" He snapped, sniffling a moment, before racing off towards the barn. Lucky and the others all glanced at each other with uncertainty. "Gosh....m, maybe we went to far..."Lucky said quietly... "NAW!!!" They laughed.
*****
"Quite sad. It hurts, doesnt it?" Rip laughed, but not physically. His laughter could be heard within Tac's own mind along with Lucky's and the gang. Tac tried desperately to ignore them, but failed miserably.
"Well...enough with the pitiful embarrassements. How about I show you something else, this time realistically." At that moment everything turned white. Tac woke up. He was free. He stood up, no longer seeing Rip anywhere in sight or in a room. This was a trick. He knew it, but how was he doing it? Tac pinched himself to be sure. It hurt.
"Hello son. Where have you been? I was looking for you." A tall figure stood before Tac. Another Dalmatian. Tac looked, unable to comprehend what he was seeing.
"M-mother?...No! You're not real! Its all a trick!" Tac stepped back away from her.
"Hm? What are you talking about son?" She walked over and licked him. It felt real. He touched the spot she licked him at. It was warm and wet. He looked up at her.
"Mother? Are...you really here?" She looked confused.
"I've always been here. Where'd you think I went to?" She smiled.
"Keep it together Tac. This is not real." He thought to himself but slowly losing the will power to see the truth. He walked over to a bowl of food and for the first time it seemed in forever ate in front of others. Those others being his brothers and sisters. He became full. How this was possible, he didnt know either.
"I love you Tic-Tac." His mother spoke to him now standing in front of him again.
"I...I love...." At that moment, a dark shadow appeared behind his mother. Tac was horrified. It carried the one thing that frighten most pups around the farm. A lead pipe. His mother didnt seem to noticed. Tac was lost with words and only half pointed. The hit came down hard, killing his mother right in front of him. The dark shadow reformed into a splitting image of Rip.
"I killed your mother Tac. I killed her and there isnt a thing you can do about it." Rip cracked a laugh. More laughter was joined with him. Lucky's, Cadpig's, Rolly's and Spot's. Soon the whole farm was laughing as everything faded out into black, leaving Tac alone in the dark. Rip removed his paws from off his Tac's head. Tac's expression was blank. His head was limped over foward, eyes wide open with tears steaming down into his lap. Rip, nodded and teleported away.
Flashback clips taken from Tac's original stories.
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REVENGE
Mar 12, 2007 22:43:17 GMT -5
Post by Two-Tone on Mar 12, 2007 22:43:17 GMT -5
(whoa..... nice one Sychar )
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REVENGE
Mar 12, 2007 23:08:49 GMT -5
Post by cw on Mar 12, 2007 23:08:49 GMT -5
O.O Fascinating...
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REVENGE
Mar 12, 2007 23:17:45 GMT -5
Post by ripsta on Mar 12, 2007 23:17:45 GMT -5
(Sorry...I didnt mean to go overboard. Got carried away I suppose. But in all honesty, I DO NOT hate Tac at all. In fact, I really like em. Sorry Mr. Tic-Tac ^^)
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REVENGE
Mar 13, 2007 1:51:49 GMT -5
Post by Tic-Tac on Mar 13, 2007 1:51:49 GMT -5
-=Applauds both Sychar and Drake) Drake! Love it! Absolutely divine use to character. Indeed, Antagonizing tac about his failture to exterminate lucky and teasing him about his intelligence is just torture to the poor obessed pup. But then giving him the notion to just nuke everyone- LOVE it! Sychar- wow! I....I mean....I mean....GEEBUS DUDE. I thought the crotch centipede was bad, but forcing Tac to Relieve his must terrifying moments over again?! And I thought I was cruel. Yeah, talk about a fate worse then death! That poor puppy, I feel sorry for him! 100 points for creative use of a character's weakness, but Geebus!! =D
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REVENGE
Mar 13, 2007 2:19:39 GMT -5
Post by ripsta on Mar 13, 2007 2:19:39 GMT -5
*scratches head* Ehh, thanks Tac. Yeah, this does make me feel some remorse for dear Tac.
Ouch...
(PS: People, please dont let this overshadow your attempts at having revenge towards Tac as this was merely what Rip would've done. Other people's attempts would be greatly appreciated not only by me, but TicTac also. ^^)
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REVENGE
Mar 13, 2007 2:46:37 GMT -5
Post by cw on Mar 13, 2007 2:46:37 GMT -5
*scratches head* Ehh, thanks Tac. Yeah, this does make me feel some remorse for dear Tac. Ouch... (PS: People, please dont let this overshadow your attempts at having revenge towards Tac as this was merely what Rip would've done. Other people's attempts would be greatly appreciated not only by me, but TicTac also. ^^) OK....Here goes nothing.... ******* "You are actually very fortunate, Tic-Tac." said Q. "Gee, what makes you say that? Was it the ropes tying me to the chair or the expression of anger on my face?" growled Tic-Tac. "Neither. You may think that you killed Spot. In fact, you didn't. If you had, I would have killed you outright. But you see, pups like you, they don't deserve death, for it only alleviates their suffering. So maybe you're not so fortunate after all!" he grinned. "Remember how you laughed at me? How you insulted me? Humiliated me? Of course you do! You have a photographic memory! How could I have not remembered that? Well then, I'm sure you remember this, don't you?" He held up a syringe. "Neon fluid. How ironic. The exact same thing you used on Cadpig and Two-Tone. I'm sure you know very well that it is just as effective on you as on them, don't you?" Q chuckled. "And you are going to inject me with that? How very uninspired and uncreative." Tic-Tac smiled. "Maybe, but I follow this rule: Occam's Razor. Ever heard of it? It says that the simplest plan is the best. It's probably the single biggest reason why you have always failed. Failed to kill Lucky. Failed to take over the farm. Failed to save your MOTHER." "Oh yeah, you don't like sleeping, do you? Hearing how your mother was killed? Actually seeing it happen? You might like to know that I put in a little extra something, just for you." He jabbed the needle into Tic-Tac's neck and pressed the syringe. "Right in the old jugular! You'll be asleep soon. Sweet dreams....though I know you won't have any....heh heh." The lights turn off. And just before he went to sleep, tears could be seen flowing from his eyes. **********
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REVENGE
Mar 13, 2007 2:59:03 GMT -5
Post by Tic-Tac on Mar 13, 2007 2:59:03 GMT -5
Well done CW! Forcing Tac to sleep to relive his nightmares over and over and over again! I Love it! XD! A wonderful burst of vengeance, cause Tac's deep seated fears to take root, and teasing him about his inability to rescuse his mother surely resulted in unbridled anger. Well done indeed!
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REVENGE
Mar 13, 2007 3:18:14 GMT -5
Post by monkey on Mar 13, 2007 3:18:14 GMT -5
I'm gonna do another one cause I feel like it "Ah yes, awake at long last Tac, I guess though, you weren't expecting me to be the one that would do such a thing, but you see, I just want to talk is all" Drake walked over to Tac, holding a vial in his paws. "You think your threats scare me Drake? You better be thinking again" Drake gave a quick chuckle "Whoever said anything about threatening? Hmm?" at that point, he tossed the vial down in front of Tac, shattering and creating a smoke cloud. Tac coughed "Is that all you're trying to do? Create a bit of smoke?" "I thought you would know better of all people, especially since you were the one that created it" Tac seemed to be lookign freaked out now, Drake, to him, now looked like a Hell Dog, as one could put it "Now tell me Tac" his voice sounded altered to Tac too, more deeper and demonic too "What have you got against Lucky that you wish to kill him so much? Is it your mother? That you couldn't save her in time and now, would rather take it out on others so that they may feel the same pain as you would?" Tac just couldn't seem to reply, so Drake moved even closer and bent down before picking up a spider, showing it to him. The spider, to tac, looked changed too, to look much more scarier to him "I....I..." "You what? You don't want to tell me? You're too afraid of yourself? Feeling sorry for yourself that, like I had stated before, could not save your precious mother from Hell?" "Leave her out of this! She...she has nothing to do with this!" "Then tell me! What do you want with Lucky! Why are you trying to kill him!?" "Why should I...." he gave a bit of a gulp, still trying to work up the courage to face Drake, and what he had looked like in the eyes of Tac after inhaling the toxin, but yet, he still couldn't finish off his message. "Then answer me this, are you going to try and kill him again?" Drake had asked him. "I....I..." "TELL ME!" Drake's voiced roared at Tac. "Okay! I wont! Just....just get away from me!" Drake gave him a nod and walked off. *** Tac seemed to now just rock back and fourth shivering in fear "Demon dog, demon dog, demon dog..." he just repeated the same line over and over again. (Okay, so I had borrowed the toxin idea from Scarecrow....but I thought it wounded like something Tac would create, only to have it used against him )
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REVENGE
Mar 13, 2007 3:18:59 GMT -5
Post by Two-Tone on Mar 13, 2007 3:18:59 GMT -5
(wow, that was pretty darn evil CW)
(I still gotta think of one to do)
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REVENGE
Mar 13, 2007 4:28:31 GMT -5
Post by Tic-Tac on Mar 13, 2007 4:28:31 GMT -5
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Drake, now that's getting creative! Fear toxin is something Tic-Tac would gladly create for the purpose of terrifying the barn! But using it against him? Genius, of course! The spider must have mutated into something horrifying- that pup would have surely wet himself if he saw it!! I love the ending, tramatized like nothing else, muttering demon dog again and again and again! Lovely!! =D
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REVENGE
Mar 13, 2007 5:03:09 GMT -5
Post by Two-Tone on Mar 13, 2007 5:03:09 GMT -5
(Yup. Definately fits the Scarecrow's profile to a T. Professor Crane would be proud)
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REVENGE
Mar 13, 2007 7:25:42 GMT -5
Post by oddball on Mar 13, 2007 7:25:42 GMT -5
For your reading pleasure... I offer a different method.
Tic-Tac stared into the abyss of the tiny room, the darkness surrounding him in a foreboding sense of dread. Shifting in the shadows, a menacing presence. Tac struggled to move but his body was immobilized completely, the ropes cutting into his flesh. The unseen body moved again, a long shrill scraping noise echoed around the space. The intense screech of metal on metal. Tic-Tac mumbled beneath the gag around his mouth, sweat beading on his body as the unseen figure moved close enough for Tac to feel. Tac tried to escape the chair, but he only succeeded in bouncing it in place. An eerie laugh soon filled the space as the piercing squeal subsided. The shrouded figure passed by again, this time a sharpened claw ran its way across Tac's right cheek. The temperature in the room began to climb, more sweat swelled on Tac's body as small flames surrounded the outer most edges of the room. The tormentor now backlit by the flickering light, his body framed in an un-natural glow. The long and slender blade came into sharp focus as it ponted directly at Tic-Tac's face. In an instant the flames are extinguished and Tac's desperate mumblings are heard as the sound of blade on flesh is heard in the absolute darkness.
After an hour the only sound remaining is the steady trickle of an unknown liquid falling to the metal floor, and the same menacing laugh. Through the darkness a faint sight can be seen, the subtle glow of a pair of blood-red eyes. "Now the fun begins..." Tac's screams are renewed as the blade cuts into his body again, but with a quick slash it abruptly ends. The trickling sound replaced, by the steady flow.
*Though I bare no personal hatred towards Tic-Tac for all his attempts at murder, I could not resist a helpless victim for my buddy Vincent*
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