Falling Down and Not Getting Up [Finished]

[carcinoGeneticist]

"No what, Shashi? No, you're not a male?[/b]" his voice grew in volume and rage until it filled the room completely, thundering off the solid walls of the Warren. He took another step forward, effectively blocking the door and cornering the snivelling little creature. His upper lip curled in a sneer. "Then tell me, who was it who clawed her stomach? I saw the blood, and my daughter knows better than to lie to her father or her Jack.[/b]"

Unlike someone, he thought to himself as he called his prized weapon to hand. The weight of the tall poleaxe was a comforting one, and he loved the fear that entered his enemy's eyes at the sight of it. After all, summoned weapons were something that only Cards had for the most part. Not just Cards, but those prideful Hearts that shared the Highlands with Vikenti.

But Shashi's words caused the larger man to pause, an eyebrow raising ever so slightly.

"Voices?[/b]" the Jack asked, stepping in a little closer. Was the Esterberry... Insane? If he was, Vikenti would kill him. For the other offensive, it would have meant the loss of an ear and exile from the man's warren, but for insanity... it was all the more reason to put him down. He just needed to verify it.

[Kari Muffin]

Shashi cried as he clawed at the floor. "Voices..."he whimpered in horror as he saw the pole arm in the Jack's hand. He didn't want to die. He didn't want to die! The tears wouldn't stop flowing along with his shuddering.

"T-t-they showed up after I a-a-accidentally kicked her. S-s-she left and then the voices came. And now the--" Shashi screamed as he flew backwards. He had been staring with his nose to the ground when one of the faces came out from the ground. It looked like his mother. "FACES!"

He fell backwards again before curling up in a ball. "M-m-make them go away. Please. Just make them GO AWAY. I'm sorry! I'm sorry I was ever born! I'm sorry I couldn't be a good rabbit! Just forgive me and KILL ME!"

[carcinoGeneticist]

That was all the inspiration Vikenti needed.

In a fluid movement, the man slammed the door and rushed forward, aiming to grab the Esterberry by the ears. His grip around them tightened, and he jerked back, lifting the smaller Rabbit painfully. His lip curled further, and he brought the pathetic little creature up to eye level. "You're insane,[/b]" he said, voice threateningly soft. "Voices and faces, all the ramblings of a psychotic mind. But you're right about some things.[/b]"

With that, he flung the smaller creature across the room, slamming his small body against the wall. The sound that the impact made caused Vikenti to shiver in anticipation, a small smile beginning to curl across his face. Perfect. The whole thing was perfect.

"I'm sure you're sorry. You were a bad rabbit. You'd have made a better Card, but even they would have tired of you eventually.[/b]" he kicked at the lump of white and purple fur, knowing it would hurt, wanting it to hurt. He wanted to hear the insane creature scream. He was already begging quite nicely, after all.

He reached down, thick fingers gripping the small rabbit by the throat and lifting again, holding him high. "Tell me, Shashi, what do the Cards do to a mad dog?[/b]"

[Kari Muffin]

His eyes widened in sheer terror when the Czar picked him up and whispered. He could make no retort as he was throw across the room.

The pain was mind numbing as Shashi hit the wall. He never saw it coming, the tears in his eyes burned as he tired to get away from the pain. Of course the Czar gave him a swift kick, pegging him rather nicely in the stomach.

The little rabbit coughed up a bit of blood as he shivered there. Pitiful and useless. He would have made a better card? The Czar was probably right. Shashi wanted to beg, but he wasn't sure if he could manage.

The Czar than picked him up by the throat. He struggled to breath, keeping his eyes closed so he didn't have to look at anything. "Please... please..." He whimpered, "Make the voices stop and kill me."

Just make it all stop.

[carcinoGeneticist]

The Czar would never have it be said that he didn't consider the wishes of others. With an idle wave he dismissed his weapon. Still holding Shashi, he instead pulled a small dagger out of a box beside Aimili's bed. He'd given it to her years before, a gift intended to make the peeling of fruits and vegetables much easier.

It had a much more important job now.

Vikenti sat back on his daughter's bed, considering the Leveret for a moment. "Be silent, you irritating little creature.[/b]" he said, activating the first of his abilities. Shashi would make not a sound as the Jack worked. In a flash, Vikenti drove the knife into the white skin of the Esterberry, not deep enough to be fatal, but deep enough that his intent would be obvious.

Slowly, carefully, the man skinned Shashi, making every effort to keep the rabbit alive until the very end. Then, covered in blood and looking very pleased, Vikenti slashed Shashi's throat, holding him and watching until the blood was finished pumping. When the other Rabbit was dead, the Jack eased the coat from the meat, sliding it off of the pretty skull.

It was a beautiful prize. Shashi's body was discarded.

((Permission was obtained. <3333))

Jack's Ability: Once per day, he is able to focus his attentions on one other person and silence them. They will be unable to speak or make noise, as if their vocal cords were numbed, for twenty-four hours. He can do this at will to Leverets, Does, and most Jacks. If doing it to a Jack, however, PM the Admin to see if it works (die roll).

[Kari Muffin]

Shashi couldn't let out a cry. He couldn't do anything as he watched in terror, feeling the knife dig into his skin. Bit by bit he watched as his skin was being pealed away.

This wasn't how he wanted to die. He didn't want to be someone's pretty rug. He didn't want to die like this, seeing horrible images of faces and monsters. What had he done to deserve this.

Moving only made it worse. When the pain became unbearable he closed his eyes and waited to pass out... or die of blood loss or something.

He was dimly aware of the knife that crossed his throat. With bitterness and hatred in his heart, he died. Leaving nothing but beautiful skin behind. He would be forgotten. No one would care about his death. He would just be someone's shag carpet. A prize. A toy.

Worthless.

[Greenie]

Why did she get the shit jobs?

In this case it seemed as though the term 'shit' might be far, far too literal. All she'd been told was that the Czar had gone after Shashi after it had become known that the snivelling, twirp-faced little dickweed was a boy - served him right. Zuli had wanted to shove a sprouting potato down his throat since the moment she'd met him and he'd insinuated something about how her Selkie fluff must mean she was a stupid. Was she blonde? No. Dickface.

But back to the present.

Zuli hauled a broom and mop out of the closet and sulked her way down to Aimili's room. She kicked the ajar door open and threw both of them in without bothering to see how much of a mess she was going to have to clean up - no doubt the idjit had peed himself in several spots and she was going to need a very, very powerful cleaner.

She came back a few minutes later with a full mop bucket and set it outside, then took a deep, scowling breath before she went in. Much to her surprise, there was no pee - but there was blood. So much blood.. and was that a skinned corpse she spied? Oh, delight of all delights, it was! There was nothing better than finding a fresh corpse to brighten up her day, nothing.

The mop, broom, and any thoughts of cleaning gone, she slowly made her way through the grime to stare almost seductively at the corpse, one paw absently stroking the head.

[Kiki]

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