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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Sept 23, 2009 19:39:52 GMT -5
Now, if this was Augusta's choice, he'd be as far away from this Hellish lace as possible. But, it wasn't his choice to make. Word of Augusta killing a Boogie had floated right into the dainty ears of his master. And Jouhnin, as twisted as the gay was, didn't like that one bit. Jouhnin claimed that Augy killing a Boogie ruined his reputation. And then when Augusta slacked off on his chores, Jouhnin had enough. Now, Jouhnin may favor Augy to the point of spoiling him, but Jouhnin expected Augy to do as he's told.
Punishment was in order.
And everyone knew the flaming gay boogie didn't like to get his hand dirty. So he called a familiar Boogie down to his room to ask for a favor. And with an up-most respect, handed over a unconscious Augusta, and asked of only a simple task from Iugo. " Dr. Nationis, I would be in your debt if you helped me with a predicament I'm in. I'm aware of your fondness for experimenting, and I'm willing to give over my slave to you. this is the one who killed that low-life Boogie like the rumors say... He needs a bit of... punishing. "
And as Augusta slowly began to awaken, he noticed two things, one he was strapped to a freezing metal table, and that the table was freezing, because he had no shirt on.
" Just don't kill him Nationis... and make sure all the parts get back in there, I'd like him to have both lungs when your finished...and make sure he's awake, I'd like it to be as... painful as possible. He needs to understand he's not the master here..."
" where the hell am I...?" he asked softly as his vision returned to him. Did the boy mention how fucking cold it was?
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Post by Doctor Nationis on Sept 23, 2009 20:11:06 GMT -5
"SHUT UP!" Iugo roared, placing his face inches from Augusta's, eyes crazed and full of fowl pleasure. The boogie's face was caked with old and new blood, his entire face almost some sort of hue of red. After looking at Augy's face for a moment, he huffed, his nostrils flaring like in a beastly fashion as he returned to buckling the human down. It had been a while since he'd been in here... He'd only been slaying poor kids that he didn't like. And Iugo didn't like anyone. But when he was asked to torture a slave? A request? This only made the crazed man even happier, and that was never good.
"But of course! I'll make sure he bleeds and give him life before dying. This boy will see Death and have accepted his fate before realizing things have just begun!"
The things he had in store... "Now, how are you feeling," the ghostly man hissed as he pulled the last strap tightly across the boy's chest, making sure he wouldn't have a chance to escape. In fact, it was tighter than necessary, which was a requirement in the twisted mind of Iugo. Chuckling darkly, he turned, leaving the naked Augusta to watch him move out of the small circle of light, hanging in the fringe of shadows surrounding the table. The boogie was obviously messing with something, but the boy could only see that he was wearing only pants, showing that the rest of his body was covered the same way his face was. The smell of death came off him strongly, as Iugo decided not to shower. This smell was far more attractive.
Looking over his shoulder, the embers in his ciggy burned for a moment, before the inhale ceased. "I'm gonna make you cry out for your mommy, Augusta Davingoun. You'll wish you were dead. And I'll dangle that in front of you, before bringing you back to this hell hole of a life. Welcome to the Laboratory. This is where you'll lose your fucking mind."
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Sept 23, 2009 20:20:58 GMT -5
"SHUT UP!"
Augusta almost whimpered at that, he had barely woken up and someone was screaming at him. When he actually started to wake up, and everything registered in his little head, thing fell into place. Jouhnin-Sama was punishing him from killing that boogie. He remembered Jouhnin say it before hitting him over the head with a tea-pot. He watched the boogie, who he recognized at Dr. Nationis, as he pulled the strap a bit too tightly.
"Now, how are you feeling,"
When the strap was tightened he felt like he couldn't breath, he gasped out for a second before regaining his breath. He watched the boogie with a look of fear plastered on his face. He saw how Nationis was covered in blood and he felt his bravery buckle. It was freezing in here, and he was naked and strapped to a table, and who knew what this loony was going to do to him. Lets just say, Augusta was not looking forward to this.
"I'm gonna make you cry out for your mommy, Augusta Davingoun. You'll wish you were dead. And I'll dangle that in front of you, before bringing you back to this hell hole of a life. Welcome to the Laboratory. This is where you'll lose your fucking mind."
Augusta was practically speechless, but for ounce in a long time, a very long time. Augusta was scared. " L--leave me a--alone!" he said, trying to act a small bit of brave, when really, he wasn't brave at all right now.
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Post by Doctor Nationis on Sept 23, 2009 20:33:40 GMT -5
It started as one small chuckle, then another, this one a bit louder. The pattern followed, the tempo and volume of the laughter increasing until it was a mad cackle that would make any labby beast whimper in fear. "Leave you alone?!" The boogie repeated, the crazed look in his eyes growing savage as he returned to the table, a knife tracing Augy's belly, but not hard enough to puncture the skin. Yet it wasn't so soft as to just be a simple threat. "Why would I do that, my little handy man?" The boogie leaned close to Augy's face as the knife drifted in a southern direction, letting him know who had complete control. "Jouhnin told me to teach you a lesson. Show you who is the master!"
Iugo flicked his wrist, leaving a nick very close the the French man's manhood.
"There is more than one master in this world, you worthless bag of meat. And you're about to meet the scariest of them all," Iugo promised, standing up straight again, a wicked grin spreading across his red/pale face. Laughing in a deeper, slower tone, he retreated to the shadows, purposefully making noise with all his utensils to make the boy wonder what was coming next. "By all means, complain, barter, cry, be angry! Maybe you'll find a soft spot in my black heart... And no one will know what will have happened here. Call out to your friends, see if they come. But if you're friends were smart, they wouldn't dare enter here. So go ahead, Mister Davingoun, scream to your hearts content!"
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Sept 23, 2009 20:50:39 GMT -5
"Why would I do that, my little handy man? Jouhnin told me to teach you a lesson. Show you who is the master!"
Augusta felt a knot from in his throat when the knife traced his tummy, he couldn't breath. He felt a sharp pain when Iugo nicked his a little close to something he'd like to keep. He turned his head away and closed his eyes. He tried to pretend this wasn't real, like he was having a horrible nightmare.
"By all means, complain, barter, cry, be angry! Maybe you'll find a soft spot in my black heart... And no one will know what will have happened here. Call out to your friends, see if they come. But if you're friends were smart, they wouldn't dare enter here. So go ahead, Mister Davingoun, scream to your hearts content!"
Why would Jouhnin do this to him, he couldn't have made him that angry?! He heard noise and he tried to block it out. He forced Nationis's voice out and he shook his head. " N--No! I'm n--not gonna scream! Y--you're not s--scary!" he said, but his voice was clearly scared. His voice got softer as he opened his eyes slowly, " I...I...I--I'm not s--scared of y--you!" he whimpered.
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Post by Doctor Nationis on Sept 23, 2009 21:04:54 GMT -5
"Really? That's what all those children said before I found out the truth," Iugo commented, looking over his shoulder as he held what appeared to be a rattle with holes on the top. Steam was reaching toward the upper darkness, seeking to get away from the horrible man. "All of those children, Augusta? The ones who've just ended up dead in various 'artistic'," He used the word in a very sarcastic tone. "fashion. I think I loved the one where I used their entrails as streamers and wrote 'Happy Birthday' on the wall in his blood and other fluids. Best present I could give the little girl: freedom from this place." Chuckling darkly, he waved the steaming toy in front of Augy's face, grinning as he reveled that he was the murderer of countless innocents. Humans, no less!
"Scared? Yes, you are, Augusta! You are very scared! Don't you think I can see that?!" As he spoke, anger seeped in his voice, growing with each word. "Why would you lie to me?!" He roared, entertaining the thought of just beating his skull in right the nand there... but by some miracle he didn't. Was it fear of Jouhnin? Hell no. Iugo wasn't afraid of him, even if he was a well-respected being in this world. "If you lie to me..." Iugo said, whispering in contrast to his rants moments ago, "I will make sure that not only you suffer, but any other human I see. And I'll make sure to leave a message telling everyone how it was your fault. How does that sound for a deal?" The boogie hissed, unknowingly threatening the leader of what could be a slave uprising. But what did he care? He was just the Doctor.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Sept 23, 2009 21:26:12 GMT -5
"Really? That's what all those children said before I found out the truth, All of those children, Augusta? The ones who've just ended up dead in various 'artistic', fashion. "
Wait? Nationis was the one who killed those children? He felt the knot in his throat vanish, because his fear was being replaced with rage. That girl he spoke of, he knew her. He gave her a piggy-back ride once. " you bastard!!!" he yelled.
"Scared? Yes, you are, Augusta! You are very scared! Don't you think I can see that?! Why would you lie to me?! I will make sure that not only you suffer, but any other human I see. And I'll make sure to leave a message telling everyone how it was your fault. How does that sound for a deal?"
Augusta frowned deeply at Nationis, he bucked under the straps that held him down, " how about this you twisted freak! How about you let be go, and I'll kill you for harming that girl! How does that sound! I put up your entrails as streamers!!!" He said, his face full of anger. How could a Boogie cause one to feel fear and anger at the same time?
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Post by Doctor Nationis on Sept 23, 2009 21:58:07 GMT -5
Iugo's eyes twitched for a moment, before smiling. He had almost exploded and let Augusta make him lose his composure, a simple task nowadays, but the boogie caught on quickly. His natural instinct would've been to head butt the boy... But that could knock him out, and he was told to keep him awake. "I would like to see you try," Iugo hissed through gritted teeth, as he flicked the rattle, releasing the burning oil on Augy's stomach. "But I want you to know I killed each child painful..." Another flick. "Slowly..." Flick. "And in as many creative ways one could think of!" Two flicks for this case. Only a small amount of drops would fly from the contraption, but each drop would cause small, serious burns all over the human's chest.
"I don't want to hear of your shit, boy," Iugo said softly, his eyes glaring daggers at Augusta's. "There is nothing you could ever do to hurt me!" The boogie warned, proving this by phasing through the table and the boy, wracking his body with an unearthly chill. "This is my realm, you dirty waste of flesh and bone! This is where I make the rules! Where I decide what you feel! And yet, you threaten me?!" The boogie roared, allowing himself to express his anger when he wasn't in range of hitting the slave. Rummaging on the other side of the circle, Iugo muttered to himself, mostly incoherent, but words such as 'pain', 'suffering', and 'agony' could be heard.
And at the mention of his name, Agony peered over the table at the boy's feet. The little minion, giggled, looking at his master, then to Augy. He had something wonderful to show the boy... But he'd wait for a while, only giggling as he knew how much Iugo would love this and how much Davingoun would hate this. Oh yes... Stroking the bloody hair, he kept the decapitated head out of the boy's sight, only cackling as his yellow eyes all over the delicious flesh of the kid. Too bad he was to be kept alive and in one piece...
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Sept 24, 2009 17:20:31 GMT -5
"I would like to see you try,"
Augusta would have heard the other half of Iugo's statement, had he not be screaming out in pain. It would be a refreshing sound for the twisted doctor, since Augy's voice cracked halfway through his scream, it was obvious the boy hadn't screamed in a long time.
"But I want you to know I killed each child painful..." Another flick. "Slowly..." Flick. "And in as many creative ways one could think of!" Two flicks for this case.
Each flick was increasingly painful, but after the initial shock of the first, Augusta didn't scream, he clenched his jaw and made fists hard enough to cause his knuckles to go white. He tried to convince himself he'd been through worse, but he wasn't sure he had. Maybe the Labby was possibly worse then this, possibly.
Augusta didn't say anything after that. He wasn't going to argue with a man who couldn't be reasoned with. He wasn't going to get angry, it's not like he could do anything right now, he was strapped to a table. The chill of Iugo phasing through the table didn't surprise him, he had heard of Boogies having talents like those, moving through walls and such. It was an interesting talent.
He watched as the familiar goblin peered over the table at him. he frowned at the creature, holding back tears from the stinging pain on his stomach. He looked at the creature as it cackled and almost growled at it, he didn't say anything, but hopefully the small beast would remember Augy kicking him across the room of the hospital when Kristopher was sick. Because if he did get his hands on Iugo, Agony would be second in line for the slaughter.
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Post by Doctor Nationis on Sept 28, 2009 19:30:38 GMT -5
...Yes... This would do nicely... Iugo turned back around, holding two contraptions that had a hole, and screws that would make the hole smaller. If Augusta even remotely knew what these devices did, he'd recognize the thumb screws. Wouldn't this be grand? The human's who only use was to use his hands to either fix things or slay boogies! What if he couldn't do either?! A cruel smile and low chuckle escaped the dark doc. Of course, he wasn't going to leave the boy permanently scarred. But perhaps the near-permanent damage would remind the boy who called the shots? Who allowed him to be useful? The boogies. More specifically, Iugo.
The evil being stopped, the grin switching to a smirk as he saw what Agony held in his grubby little claws. He'd let the goblin have his fun before actually getting down to work. The familiar did indeed remember the kick from long ago... The memory vivid in his memory and his stomach. Leaping up on the table, the small creature shoved the decapitated head inches from the human's face, screaming in a mock, high-pitched tone. The silent child's face let out it's own silent scream ,the eyes holding the final terrifying thoughts he had before Iugo finished the boy off.
"Hate me all you want, you worthless excuse for an organic life-form," The boogie said lowly, reveling in the torment he knew he had caused, seeing caused, and will cause in the very near future. "What can you do about it? I'm a boogie! You're a powerless human... True, you may have killed one, simple-minded boogie. Congrats. There's hundreds of us, you idiot! Kill one of us, it makes no difference. We see and enjoy death. Love it, even! But if we kill one of you..." Both hands held the device as he lovingly stroked the bloody mat of blond hair, licking his finger tips afterward, eyes looking down with nothing less than pure hatred. "Hope will be lost. No one will try anything. Your compassion for another is your FLAW!" The boogie roared, spit flying from his lips at the last words, of course landing on Augy's face.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Oct 6, 2009 21:47:51 GMT -5
Augusta wasn't even looking at Iugo when he turned around, he was glaring darkly at Agony. But when the creature leaped up onto the table he pulled his head back, hitting it sharply against the metal. He cringed at the pain and then looked up to see a boys decapitated head in front of him. So close he was afraid if he moved any closer, he's be able to see the color of the kids eyes. Of course, Augy let out a yelp and a few curse words. Most directed towards Agony.
He turned his head to look at Iugo as he talked. "Hope will be lost. No one will try anything. Your compassion for another is your FLAW!"
Of course Augusta made a disgusted face as he was spat on, not someting he was enjoying at all. He didn't mind blood, but spit was just gross. He clenched his jaw and said darkly, " you're wrong..." He didn't say anything else, and his face was purely one emotion: anger. He didn't belive that one bit. Compassion was not a flaw, but a strength. Like Augusta and Kristopher. Is Kristopher was getting hurt, Augy would do anything to stop it, risk his own life, he'd lift a car, or run into a burning building. Humans can do amazing feats when they love or care about something so strongly. The will to survive was the only thing that would keep him going through the Rebellion. Which Augy would ake sure Iugo didn't survive through.
" You're wrong..." he repeated darkly.
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