keepithowitis
Rookie
Madster sat alone in his murky laboratory, concocting creepy creations and mixing mystifying mixtures like any Australian. It was a dark and stormy afternoon outside in Betaville, and the thunderous gale made it hard to think. Madster was just putting the finishing touches on his torture device when all of a sudden numerous hands hoisted him into the air. He landed upon more hands, and was carried, struggling, into the entrance of the device. "Hahaha!" the numerous citizens of Betaville shouted victoriously. "Hahaha!" came a muffled cry from beneath the ground. "Shut up, Mattay, you're dead," Tylzen scolded the voice.
Madster landed softly into the first room of his own device. It was a white, padded cell with soulja boy playing on a constant loop softly, from hidden speakers. Softly, so he could hear the flickering fluorescent hum. The room had a pool in the middle, with a specially designed harness that Madster knew would put all the pressure on his balls.
Bretimus strode in, lifted Madster up into the harness, turned, and ambled out, humming along to the music. Bubbling below Madster now, the pool began to fill with sulfuric acid.
The townies outside began cheering as Schimmel flipped the switch on the wall, which activated the music, lights, and winch in the room. The winch, of course, was a slow winch.
As such, Madster began to be inserted into the pool of acid at the rate of 1ft per hour, feet first. After he had been melted up to the bottom of the harness, Kapow cut him off.
Lien then dragged him into room 2, which had about a half inch of "water" on the floor. As Madster knew very well, the water was vinegar. Floating in the water was about 20kg worth of broken glass, nails, razors, etc.
When Lien had dragged Madster along the sharp objects long enough, he left him in the corner and went home.
As Madster began to crawl through the 3-4 meters of broken, vinegar soaked glass, he discovered a button behind the door. Not knowing exactly what it did, he pressed it. Madster died quickly.
"Ooh, too bad," Tylzen said, juggling the four keys needed to escape with one hand. All of a sudden, Marius dropkicked Tylzen into the sulfuric acid, where he melted slowly.
Tylzen and Madster are both dead. Tylzen was a townie, Madster was in the Mafia.
p.s. ^^ that (sans Tylzen dying) was all copied from Madster's post in the cell phone topic in Misc, if anyone wanted to read it.
IT IS NOW NIGHT 4.
Madster landed softly into the first room of his own device. It was a white, padded cell with soulja boy playing on a constant loop softly, from hidden speakers. Softly, so he could hear the flickering fluorescent hum. The room had a pool in the middle, with a specially designed harness that Madster knew would put all the pressure on his balls.
Bretimus strode in, lifted Madster up into the harness, turned, and ambled out, humming along to the music. Bubbling below Madster now, the pool began to fill with sulfuric acid.
The townies outside began cheering as Schimmel flipped the switch on the wall, which activated the music, lights, and winch in the room. The winch, of course, was a slow winch.
As such, Madster began to be inserted into the pool of acid at the rate of 1ft per hour, feet first. After he had been melted up to the bottom of the harness, Kapow cut him off.
Lien then dragged him into room 2, which had about a half inch of "water" on the floor. As Madster knew very well, the water was vinegar. Floating in the water was about 20kg worth of broken glass, nails, razors, etc.
When Lien had dragged Madster along the sharp objects long enough, he left him in the corner and went home.
As Madster began to crawl through the 3-4 meters of broken, vinegar soaked glass, he discovered a button behind the door. Not knowing exactly what it did, he pressed it. Madster died quickly.
"Ooh, too bad," Tylzen said, juggling the four keys needed to escape with one hand. All of a sudden, Marius dropkicked Tylzen into the sulfuric acid, where he melted slowly.
Tylzen and Madster are both dead. Tylzen was a townie, Madster was in the Mafia.
p.s. ^^ that (sans Tylzen dying) was all copied from Madster's post in the cell phone topic in Misc, if anyone wanted to read it.
IT IS NOW NIGHT 4.
