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REVENGE
May 10, 2007 18:02:17 GMT -5
Post by Two-Tone on May 10, 2007 18:02:17 GMT -5
ouch, thats gotta hurt
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May 10, 2007 18:28:26 GMT -5
Post by Tic-Tac on May 10, 2007 18:28:26 GMT -5
Wow. Twotone. Rose never did ANYthing to you, and you treat her like that? That's cold babe. Real cold. Who says she's gonna go after Lucky anyway? No one, only you. She's one of the nicest, kindest pups on the farm, and the moment you think someone's gonna hurt your poor little lucky, who go off on them? Give her a break, she's griveing!
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REVENGE
May 10, 2007 19:59:59 GMT -5
Post by Two-Tone on May 10, 2007 19:59:59 GMT -5
I know but I really can't trust her if she decides to follow her brother's path and attempt to kill Lucky.
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REVENGE
May 11, 2007 3:16:50 GMT -5
Post by Two-Tone on May 11, 2007 3:16:50 GMT -5
One more revenge for now
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The room was silent except for the sound of dripping water. a door opened as the figure of Two-Tone walked up, her captive Tac bound to a chair tightly restricting his movements. "It comes down to this... How ironic isn't it?" The female pup circled around Tac.
"What do you plan to do? Give me a make over?" Tac sneered, of course he figured Two-Tone wouldn't do anything to him, he would find out he's wrong.
"Tac, tell me does the Hawaiian term Ohana mean anything to you?" Two-Tone asked
"Go to hell Two-Tone, I know what it means." Tac spat at Two-Tone as she stood infront of him, Two-Tone wiped the saliva off her fur.
"If you did then you wouldn't be trying to murder your Ohana now would you?" Two-Tone asked.
"This? Oh please this is no ohana. All those foolish pups have lost their identities, their families, their birthrights. You think they like being stuck in this concentration camp you call a farm?" Tac asked before he felt Two-Tone's paw slam against his muzzle, his head bowed as the warmth of blood flowed from his mouth, a swish of his tounge lapped against a open wound from his gum which he bit down on when he was hit.
"You have no right to call our home a concentration camp!" Two-Tone growled.
"It is true isn't it? Roger and Anita wouldn't dare allow the families that own each pup to reclaim them, they are no better than Cruella DeVil!" Tac spit on the floor a mixture of blood and saliva.
"Thats real funny Tac considering she murdered your mother." Echoed a voice Tac knew, he snarled seeing Lucky standing at the door.
"You have no right to speak her name!!!" Screamed Tac
"Why? Because I said the truth Tac? Because your mother's murderess lives just next door to the farm?" Lucky walked up taunting the helpless maniac.
"Stop it!!!!" Tac shouted struggling against his bonds.
"And what about your littermates? Bandit, Chomper, Rose, Lundon, Pepper, all of them. You wanted to kill them in your genocide plot." Two-Tone brung them up.
"You leave my brothers and sister out of this!!!" Tac snarled.
"If they knew you planned to kill them they would turn on you." Lucky added in.
"Maybe we should tell them." Two-Tone looked at Lucky, she knew the thought was lingering on Tac.
"They would never believe the two of you!" Tac shouted. "And even if they did you have no proof! Those fools would side with their little brother over the two of you!" Tac cackled.
"They do now." Lucky smiled
"You're bluffing." Tac went calm, he expected Lucky to bluff.
"Does it look like I am?" Lucky walked over to a nearby paint can. "Tell me genius what does this look like?" Lucky pulled the paint bucket off, revealing a camera underneath it.
"A camera, I will simply escape and destroy the tape before they see it." Tac struggled.
"Tape? Oh did I forget to mention we are live Tac." Lucky grinned widely, Tac's eyes widened.
"No! No! It can't be!!!" Tac growled.
"By now your siblings heard your confession. Poor Rose I bet she's taking it harder than your brothers are." Two-Tone grinned.
"d**n YOU!!!!! I'LL SEE YOU BOTH ROT IN HELL FOR THIS!!!" screamed Tac, he struggled wildly against the ropes but it did him no good, they held him down tightly. He barked and howled like a crazed animal unable to get at his prey.
"Face it Tac, you lost more than you think other than your freedom." Lucky walked up to Tac and with one punch he rendered the crazed pup unconsious, he and Two-Tone turned and walked away back towards the barn.
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REVENGE
May 11, 2007 3:29:52 GMT -5
Post by Tic-Tac on May 11, 2007 3:29:52 GMT -5
ouch. turning his own family against him Harsh TT. Well done!
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REVENGE
May 11, 2007 4:57:30 GMT -5
Post by Two-Tone on May 11, 2007 4:57:30 GMT -5
Thanks What better way to get revenge without violence
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REVENGE
May 13, 2007 20:40:47 GMT -5
Post by Thunder on May 13, 2007 20:40:47 GMT -5
For those of you who don't know what razor tape is...
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May 13, 2007 21:31:14 GMT -5
Post by Two-Tone on May 13, 2007 21:31:14 GMT -5
yipe, barbed wire
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Nuke
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REVENGE
May 13, 2007 21:33:14 GMT -5
Post by Nuke on May 13, 2007 21:33:14 GMT -5
YAY BARBED WIRE! *woots*
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May 15, 2007 19:59:54 GMT -5
Post by Thunder on May 15, 2007 19:59:54 GMT -5
Actually it is not barbed wire. With precision you can actually navagate over barbed wire without getting cut up. However with Razor tape every angle is razor sharp. If you merely touch it, it will slice you up.
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REVENGE
May 16, 2007 2:14:02 GMT -5
Post by Two-Tone on May 16, 2007 2:14:02 GMT -5
wow
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May 16, 2007 21:46:22 GMT -5
Post by Nuke on May 16, 2007 21:46:22 GMT -5
Barbed wire...Razor tape...WHATEVERYOUCALLIT! i call it sharp
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REVENGE
Dec 10, 2007 23:13:29 GMT -5
Post by Riptastik on Dec 10, 2007 23:13:29 GMT -5
Tac sat there, all grumpy and angry. His facial expression was of murderous intent for whomever had locked him in a room and strapped him down to a chair. He looked around in the darken room the best he could not seeing anyone at the moment or hearing anything unusual. The only thing present was another chair directly opposite from him. Tac squirmed trying vainly to somehow break free. If he had his collar, escaping would be much much easier. Everything he usually carried in case of an emergency was not present. All he could rely on was his pure strength, but, that would do no good in his case. The dim lights that hung over head suddenly grew brighter revealing the entirety of the room. The walls were a gray freshly painted coat and a few glass windows on either side of him showing nothing but black on the opposite side of them. There was a large mirror on the far wall in front of him. It appeared normal, nothing special about them. All he could see was his reflection, his angry glare tearing at himself.
For some time, Tac just sat there wondering what was going on and what was to come. The room was relatively cool, only a slight breeze coming from the vent behind him on the floor. He lowered his head and closed his eyes, sighing, feeling slight annoyed by the condition of things. He opened his eyes again only to see the chair completely different from last time. Wide-eyed, he stared at what looked like a mangled body sitting right in front of him. Its legs appeared to have been burnt down to the charred bones. Its stomach had been gashed, leaking its entrails. Its chest, another bloody mess, clearly exposing the rib cage and the still beating heart?! Tac looked at the face in total confusion. Those marks over both eyes. That "O" and that "X". It was his body, but how? He whinced at the smell as weird things started to turn into what seemed like reality.
"Like it much?" A voice behind Tac said. It was a female. Tac hadn't noticed her there. How'd she even get in? There was no door to his knowledge. Tac looked past the carcass and into the mirror to see who this suddenly appearing female was. There was no reflection of her, but only himself and the carcass still. He tried to speak but soon found out he couldnt. His muzzle had became gagged.
"Shhhh....dont talk. Im here to kill you again." She whispered into his ear placing her hands on his shoulders softly squeezing. Again? What was she talking about? Tac looked at the dead but living body in front, then looked out the corner of his right eye, seeing only her white mid-long hair covering the left side of her face and her muzzle poking out with a small visible grin. Tac squirmed, again proving useless. The mysterious female giggled evilly as she walked around in front of him and knelt down parting her hair in the front with her middle finger then placed her hands on his knees. Tac growled in the inside but showed his emotion outwardly by curling his fist.
She walked her fingers slowly up his leg stopping at the ends of his shorts. The trailed marks from her fingers over him began to burn slightly. The poor helpless canine winced again looking down to see a burnt fur. His hidden growl became evident now as he tried desperately to reach out at her. She stood up turning her back to him, her tail slowly swaying just out of his reach. She had on tattered short shorts (her personal favorite), and tank top with the words "Hot" stretched across her sizable bust. With one hand on her hip and the other freely hanging, she waved her free arm and snapped her fingers and Tac soon found himself levitating in the chair along with everything else in the room.
"I guess you're still clueless on who I am, right? You ought to be, your level of intelect has been greatly reduced." With those words, Tac's thinking pattern changed. He looked around more confused then saw the female in front of him and starting smiling like Dipstick would. In fact, he was exactly like Dipstick. She freed his binds and he floated there waving his arms out at her.
"Y-you're prudy..." He said with a goofy grin. She turned and faced him almost going nose to nose with him.
"Awww...thank you Tac."
"You look like somebody I know...uhhh....ummm, that one girl..." That was quite enough. To see someone of high genius suddenly turned idiotic was just pitiful. She set his mind back straight.
"The name's Crystal but, I doubt you care." Her flirty mood suddenly changed violent as she slammed everything down. Tac shook his head a bit dazed from the mind transformation. He knew who she was. He knew who everyone was, but this was slighty new. She appeared to have some sort of telekenetic ablility and could very well possess something more "insightful". While he sat in the chair again, Crystal pushed him slightly with her foot in the chest letting him fall backwards to the floor in full force. The room suddenly darken as shadows formed into deranged silhouettes of crazed figures.
"This isn't real." Tac thought to himself as he stood up dusting himself off now understanding what she was most likely doing.
"If all your doing is conjuring up psychotic threats, then you're in for one big surprise." Tac glared at her. Crystal smirked.
"You think all this is fake?" She walked near him as the far wall behind Tac seemed to come closer, now pressing against his back. The room seemed alive but that was far from reality and ridiculous. She planted both hands on the wall behind and leaned in barely against him. Tac curled his fist, really wanting to "get dirty" but, that of course, was not his immediate nature.
"Who do you carry in your heart, Tac?" She whispered into his right ear changing gradually into different canines. First Two-Tone, then Cadpig, and even Rip and Dipstick before turning into Aria. She licked at his cheek but he hissed moving his head away. Before he could further react, a cool sensation shot through the left side of his chest. He looked down at his naked chest and saw blood. Lots of it. From that bleeding, trailed Crystal's arm out of his chest gripping onto his heart. She changed back into herself. This couldnt be happening.
"Mind if I took a look then?" She yanked out his bloody, beating heart. Tac yelped out, gripping the hole now present and fell to his knees then his face and bled to death. Crystal giggled and picked up Tac's body sitting it upright in the chair he had fell out of. She then moved it next to the other carcass.
"That makes two times. Now for the third..." Said Crystal's conscious voice. All that was happening only took place in Tac's head. Her hands gripped around the dog's cranium as she filled his head with more and more ill-willed illusions. A never ending torture of dying, pain included. ---
Totally rushed the last few parts. -is tired now- Nothing special, just wanted to do this again...
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REVENGE
Dec 10, 2007 23:26:29 GMT -5
Post by Two-Tone on Dec 10, 2007 23:26:29 GMT -5
wow.............. that is gruesome
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