Children Hung Up At Monk Tavern

[Rissing 199]

 

 

- Warning: There might be some gore inside of this piece, if you dislike that. Just dont read it instead of commenting that I am to gory, thank you.

 

- Warning: Children are killed in this story.

 

- Note: Adjustments to Tavern of Spawn created.

 

- Note: Children have been murdered and just hang at Spawn for show.

 

- Note: I used the 'You' -tence. See as you see fit. And do as you like, it isnt forced. You can just pass them and do nothing or you can react to it on your own way. I found this the easiest manner to write it.

- Note: This all happend at night, meta this and well.. you ruin future stories and roleplay.
I made specifically sure that no one was around. (( Besides one afk person, that I slapped three times and PM'd five times.. ))

 

 

------------------ WHAT HAPPEND ( in short )

 

With soft silent steps he moved along the path, the ratteling of chains behind him as soft screeches and cries came from behind him.

A loud sigh to be heard from under his dark blood stained black hood, his head slightly tilting to the back as his eyes blazed as if dark blue crystals in the nightsky. His soft slumping steps turning as he moves closer towards the near dead or unconcious children that he was dragging along, his long spiked chains torturing their flesh and creating gaping wounds.

 

With a soft and gentle smile he slowly got closer towards the third child he was pulling along, a small girl, merely twelve years old "Hai there.. sweety~" he hissed softly as his lips slightly retracted with his smile, making his teeth ever so much pierce his lip, creating a small drop of blood on it.

 

"P..please dont hurt me !" the kid would scream, instantly ducking and hiding her head within her hands.

 

"Aw, sweety.. did I ever tell you, that you should never hide your face or tears ?" he would whisper silently into her ear, his teeth slowly enveloping. With a soft laugh he would suddenly force his teeth down, starting to bite down on her ear. The girl screaming in agony as she would bring her hands up, scratching his face all over. With rough movements he would grab her head, forcing it away from her as he would rip her skin slowly, the sound of her flesh giving in to be heard between her ever louder screams.

 

Her ear finally coming off as she screamed in agony, her eyes dark, her pupils wide as she would slowly begin to step backwards "W.. we will all die.. we will.." she would mutter as she would start to struggle against her shackles and chains, the inner spikes starting to rip her flesh apart.

 

With a quite gesture he would dash forward, taking a hold of the chains as he would yank them up, hanging her as he would gaze at her eyes. "They say.. death is salvation.. do not fear my child.. I am merely saving you.. I AM YOUR SAVIOR!" he would laugh out loud, his hand comming forth as he would slam his iron spiked hand right into her stomach, piercing it with his nails. 

 

Blood and intestins gushing out as a puddle of filth would form beneath her.

 

With a deep sigh he would throw her against the ground, looking at the two other children, a boy and one other girl. "Who is next ?" he would grin softly.

 

The children quickly ducking away and holding eachother as they cried their long dried tears.

 

 

 

 

 

 

--------------------- WHAT YOU CAN SEE..

 

As you would enter the monks residence you would instantly smell the filthy odor of drieing flesh and blood in the midday sun.

Three small children would hang at the roof of the tavern, their bodies all ripped apart as it was clear they were murdered without any mercy.

 

One small thing they all had in common, a dark blood red rose was stuck in their mouth..

[Samson Option 9652]

 

Khagan throws up and the horde of Subudai rise in response to this overzealous gore scene.

[hellfiazz 879]

Buubztik, who has ripped throats out of tons of people, enslaved more, and tortured for reasons as petty as some person he doesn't even know asking him to, is mortified and disgusted by the scene.

[ToenailTickler 290]

Spittifiz looks up and sees the bodies. "Mi peep'd wurze... Mi wundah eef deh tayzt hozh?"

[Demotheus 651]

((Going on how a certain number of people, including you, take things, I am surprised you are not causing a riot right now.)) 

((At this point I don't know what you're talking about, and I'm just going to read your name and take it for what it is, Troll))

 

Daniella blinks at the scene, frowning. She stares at it some more, turning a little green from it, and looking away. She's done some fucked up ****, but never to children...

 

Kina'ker stares at the scene, her jaw hanging open in disbelief. She does not get sick for a full 20 minutes of staring based on the notion that this could not be real. After 20 minutes of staring it was clear this was not a hallucination due to some bad food she ate or something, as it had not disappeared from her vision. She promptly turns, bracing herself on her staff and vomits on the floor, coughing and spluttering.

 

Valdermar stares at the scene, stoically, his arms crossed across the blackened steel of his armor. He has seen some brutal things in battle, in the quest for strength and power, but never something so sick as this. However, it does not make him physically sick or really react in any way other than a stern frown which rarely leaves his face anyway. He looks over every detail of the scene scrutinizingly. Someone will pay for this eventually, and they will regret it dearly, he thinks to himself. He turns sharply and walks away from the scene, the image burnt into his mind for at least a few days. 

[Quavinir_Twiceborn 1050]

*Hyra begins cleaning up the mess and the corpses, grumbling how much she dislikes doing Cloud Temple intern work.*

[Agnub 605]

More alarmingly. Do you all not read forum rules on posting ooc in rp threads? This has been pointed out numerous times. Therefore...

 

[Quavinir_Twiceborn 1050]

*Borislav watches Hyra clean up imaginary corpses, as they had already been buried.*

*Still cleans up the bloody mess.*

[ACanadianCraft (Nate) 682]

*Lev looks onto the scene with disgust as it is being cleaned up.*
"No doubt an Elf is responsible for this.
No other race would typically be
so sick as to brutally murder a child."

[Kardel 1054]

Dorri Doomforge looks at the scene, his amber eyes fixating upon the gnarled and mangled flesh. As much as he wants to laugh at the scene he finds comic, being a total psychopath who collects skulls for fun, he tries to hold the laugh back, but Dorri simply cant. He feels a chuckle coming on and tries to keep a stiff upper lip, but the urge to burst out in laughter is too strong. He covers his mouth with both hands, almost letting a chuckle go, and starts walking away. The trapped laughter was like stones piled on Dorri's chest. Dorri rushes away from the scene, most people thinking he was too disgusted to stand it, he bumps into a monk, and simply cant hold his hysteric laughter back. Dorri starts laughing his lungs out, clutching onto his chest to try and cease it as tears drip out of his eyes. The crowd's heads turn to the dwarf, squirming around on the sandstone floor seemingly suffering from hysteria. Dorri ceases laughing after 3 full minutes, everyone staring at him, not sure of what to think. Dorri wipes the sweat off his brow and the tears away from his eyes, turning and walking off casually. 

[Fredfort (jens6851) 283]

Lartius had by now cut the ropes of the poor children by the inn and with the assistance of Jean Havok and a mysterious man named Ender burried the three corpses. A frown of disgust and sadness had been covering their faces as they were placed in the dark and cold soil.

 

Soon after Lartius had contacted two of the many monks and with the presence of a chap named Akur and a Halfling which Lartius sadly had already forgotten the name of, they made a prayer for the poor souls of the dead children. Light should follow their paths to each place of peace. And various deities guide them on their way.

A mongoose would await them on their travel to a new life.

 

"Bless the children, may this never happen again."  They spoke in different words and ways as they departed from the side...

 

 

 

((Burried them in character with the help of everyone mentioned above. Also. The edgy be gone was actually poured onto one of the children.. :/ And thanks to Zarsies for moving the corpses. :).. ))

[Samoblivion 532]

The Black Scourge issue on official statement from their spokesman, the defiled ghost of Toveah Goldman, that not even they would be this cruel and offer the full support of their hellspawned police constabulary to track the perpetrator down.

[Imperial Legion Soldier 34]

Vlad Torch shakes his head as he views the scene, "Scum... whoever has done this should and one day shall burn, I just hope it is in the worst way possible..."

 

Kanoro Torch spits upon the ground when he views all this, narrowing his eyes and glancing around, "May Iblees take their souls..." He says quietly to himself, gritting his teeth as he walks off with his cane in hand.

[Hanrahan 2983]

 

*Lev looks onto the scene with disgust as it is being cleaned up.*

"No doubt an Elf is responsible for this.

No other race would typically be

so sick as to brutally murder a child."

 

Arnorian Earendil itches his beard.

 

"Couldn't have been an Elf. Mali'lumi ethic.. Children are rare, and valued like gems to a dwarf, but for Elves.."

[Eleatic 1033]

Monk Jea looks up, staring at the horrid destruction.
"SOMEONE GET A MOP, AND TEN STAVES!"