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Scarecrow Torture
Roleplay from Xanio (just in)
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Xanio sits in his dining hall. A scribe walks up to him and whispers something. Xanio nods and heads off. Walking down the hall of his estate in Axzaloc, he counts slowly. He finally stops at a tapestry, looks around, then walks through. Travelling down the sandstone hallway, deep into the earth, Xanio is guided not by sight, but instinct. He walks quicker, seeing a light, finally reaching a door with a torch. He opens the door slowly, to find a scarecrow in a chair behind a table.
Tell me... where are they?
The scarecrow does nothing... it's a scarecrow
TELL ME!
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You son of a camel and a particularly prickly prune! Tell me. Where are they.
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STOP MOCKING ME!
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Fine, you play rough do ya? What do you say to THIS!?
A scribe in a hood walks in holding a female scarecrow.
Yeah, didn't think I was serious when I said your wife was next, did ya? Now, tell me. And she won't get hurt.
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Xanio motions to the scribe. He pulls off the fe-scarecrow's hat and pulls her straw hair.
Tell me.
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The scribe pulls harder
I have greater motivation than this.
The scribe produces a blade
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Xanio nods. The fe-scarecrow's head falls to the floor.
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Xanio paces
Hmph. They make you tough over in Kelperstan. Unfortunately, in Talerium we're tougher.
A gang of scribes in hoods rush over to the scarecrow, pinning him down. Xanio pulls out a dagger
Tell me. Where are they?
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Xanio cuts off the scarecrow's hand
TELL ME!
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TELL!
Xanio cuts the scarecrow across the chest
Do you need more... persuasion?
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DON'T MOCK ME!
Xanio walks through a doorway into a torture chamber. The scarecrow, restrained by scribes, follows.
So, what do you want? We can make you stretchy... or perforate you, so you'll pass fluids easier. Maybe you want new eyes?
Xanio rips the hat off the scarecrow
Tell me and it's all over. You can leave. Bury your wife. Tend to your children.
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Fine.
Scribes file in, holding small scarecrows; they're promptly executed.
Let me revise that. You can leave, bury your wife AND your children!
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Xanio motions to the scribes. They put the scarecrow on the stretching rack
So it has to be this way? Very well.
A scribe hands Xanio a hot poker. He plunges it into the scarecrow's eyes as it is stretched.
You only did this to yourself.
The scribes throw the scarecrow into a jail cell. Xanio and the scribes leave.
Dump him in Kelperstan in a week. And buy me more scarecrows.
Xanio (Knight of Axzaloc)
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I really enjoyed that. Nice RP. Next time I meet one of your characters in a realm I care about (not Toren, it was just a place to gain H/P for me) -- Shenron
