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 Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 2:26 pm
Rei stoodup her arms crossed as she glared at him "fine lets go...."
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 2:29 pm
"Good. Now, I'm going to have to tie your wrists, but I'm sure you'll understand..." Seto said, turning towards the guard, who offered him a length of rope.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 2:38 pm
Rei growled slightly but held her tougne. She desided it would be best if she dident say anything.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 2:46 pm
Seto looped the rope around both her wrists, tying it tightly and tugging her a little to get her going. He brought her up the stairs and back into-- where else?-- the pharaoh's chambers. At least both of them were covered. A sheet was draped over their lower halves, and the pharaoh was sitting up, awake. Bakura was either asleep or unconscious, his back to the pharaoh, space in between them. His wrists had been rubbed raw and there was a vicious-looking bite in the crook of his neck, but otherwise he seemed okay physically. Well, from what body parts were shown, at least.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 2:49 pm
Rei growled softly looking agian. She was fighting to hold her tougne and to not call him every nasty name in the book.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 2:56 pm
"Ah, how nice to see you." Atem commented, glancing up from some sort of wooden puzzle, or statue, thing he was holding. He set it off to the side, sitting up a little straighter and drawing the sheets more closely around him, as though forgetting that she had already witnessed part of what had been going on earlier. "Seto, you've got a good memory, right? I want you to keep track of what I say." Seto seemed a little confused; it seemed the pharaoh hadn't exactly told him what she had been summoned for. "First, I want her tongue split, for some of the things Bakura said. Not too deeply, enough so that it might heal. Her ankles are to be broken, for when he kicked at me. Cut off the tips of these fingers for when Bakura scratched me after I untied him." Atem held up his middle and ring finger on his left hand. He seemed to be making a list of how Rei was to be punished. "Since she's already got one eye missing, carve out her other one for the glares Bakura was giving me."
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 3:03 pm
Rei growled. Since she was screwed she might as well spill her guts "Well since im oviously not going to get out of this mind if I spill my feeling about you?" she asked smiling sweetly. It seemed odd but what coming next wasent good.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 3:04 pm
Atem blinked, then gave Seto a 'who-gave-her-permission-to-speak-to-me?' look before glancing back over at her. "I... suppose so."
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 3:13 pm
Rei took a deep breath before starting her rant. Making a starving pregnant women angery was not a good idea.
"You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. As we
say in Texas, you couldn't pour water out of a boot with instructions
printed on the heel. You are a canker, an open wound.
You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little
worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a
cad, and a weasel. I take that back; you are a festering pustule on a
weasel's rump. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench,
a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon.
I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same
species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at
the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut.
Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are
a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. You are a technicolor yawn.
You are a squeaking rat, a mistake of nature and a heavy-metal bagpipe
player. You were not born. You were hatched into an unwilling world
that rejects the likes of you. You didn't crawl out of a normal egg,
either, but rather a mutant maggot egg rejected by an evil scientist
as being below his low standards. Your alleged parents abandoned you
at birth and then died of shame in recognition of what they had done
to an unsuspecting world. They were a bit late.
You are a thick-headed trog. I have seen skeet with more sense than
you have. You are a few bricks short of a full load, a few cards short
of a full deck, a few bytes short of a full core dump, and a few
chromosomes short of a full human. Worse than that, you top-post. God
created houseflies, cockroaches, maggots, mosquitos, fleas, ticks,
slugs, leeches, and intestinal parasites, then he lowered his
standards and made you. I take it back; God didn't make you. You are
Satan's spawn. You are Evil beyond comprehension, half-living in the
slough of despair. You are the entropy which will claim us all. You
are a green-nostriled, crossed eyed, hairy-livered inbred
trout-defiler. You make Ebola look good.
You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid,
nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an
ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you.You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. You are not ANSI compliant and your markup doesn't validate. You have a couple of address lines shorted together. You should be promoted to Engineering Manager.
Do you really expect your delusional and incoherent ramblings to be
listen to? Everyone plonked you long ago. Do you fantasize that your
tantrums and conniption fits could possibly be worth the $0.000000001
worth of electricity used to send them? Your life is one big
W.O.M.B.A.T. and your future doesn't look promising either. We need to
trace your bloodline and terminate all siblings and cousins in order
to cleanse humanity of your polluted genes.
You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and
obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living
emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a
loathsome disease, a drooling inbred cross-eyed toesucker. You make
Quakers shout and strike Pentecostals silent. You have a version 1.0
mind in a version 6.12 world. Your mother had to tie a pork chop
around your neck just to get your dog to play with you. You believe that P.D.Q. Bach is the greatest composer who ever lived. You prefer L. Ron Hubbard to Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle. Hee-Haw is too deep for you. You would watch test patterns all day if the other inmates would let you.
On a good day you're a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are
deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of
wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted.
Spammers look down on you.Telemarketers refuse to be seen in public with you. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go. May you choke on your own foolish opinions. You are a Pusillanimous galactophage and you wear your sister's training bra. Don't bother opening the door when you leave - you should be able to slime your way out underneath.
You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock.
You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted
boggish foot-licking half-twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You
gormless crook-pated tosser. You bloody churlish boil-brained clotpole
ponce. You craven dewberry pisshead cockup pratting naff. You cockered
bum-bailey poofter. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You
dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill. May your
spouse be blessed with many bastards.
If cluelessness were crude oil, your scalp would be crawling with caribou.
You are so clueless that if you dressed in a clue skin, doused yourself in clue musk, and did the clue dance in the middle of a field of horny clues at the height of clue mating season, you still would not have a clue.
You are a fiend and a sniveling coward, and you have bad breath. You
are the unholy spawn of a bandy-legged hobo and a syphilitic camel.
You wear strangely mismatched clothing with oddly placed stains. You
are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just knowing that
you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go
away. You are jetsam who dreams of becoming flotsam. You won't make
it.
It is hard to believe how incredibly stupid you are. Stupid as a stone
that the other stones make fun of. So stupid that you have traveled
far beyond stupid as we know it and into a new dimension of stupid.
Meta-stupid. Stupid cubed. Trans-stupid stupid. Stupid collapsed to
a singularity where even the stupons have collapsed into stuponium.
Stupid so dense that no intelligence can escape. Singularity stupid.
Blazing hot summer day on Mercury stupid. You emit more stupid in one
minute than our entire galaxy emits in a year. Quasar stupid. It cannot be possible that anything in our universe can really be this stupid. This is a primordial fragment from the original big stupid bang. A pure extract of stupid with absolute stupid purity. Stupid beyond the laws of nature.
You are hypocritical, greedy, violent, malevolent, vengeful,
cowardly, deadly, mendacious, meretricious, loathsome, despicable,
belligerent, opportunistic, barratrous, contemptible, criminal,
fascistic, bigoted, racist, sexist, avaricious, tasteless, idiotic,
brain-damaged, imbecilic, insane, arrogant, deceitful, demented, lame,
self-righteous, byzantine, conspiratorial, satanic, fraudulent,
libelous, bilious, splenetic, spastic, ignorant, clueless, EDLINoid,
illegitimate, harmful, destructive, dumb, evasive, double-talking,
devious, revisionist, narrow, manipulative, paternalistic,
fundamentalist, dogmatic, idolatrous, unethical, cultic, diseased,
suppressive, controlling, restrictive, malignant, deceptive, dim,
crazy, weird, dyspeptic, stifling, uncaring, plantigrade, grim,
unsympathetic, jargon-spouting, censorious, secretive, aggressive,
mind-numbing, arassive, poisonous, flagrant, self-destructive,
abusive, socially-retarded, puerile, and Generally Not Good."
Rei then smiled "I feel better now" she then looked back to seto "that goes for you as well."
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 3:20 pm
Atem, of course, couldn't understand a lot of that, with all of the modern things mixed in. He just sat in a kind of stunned silence afterwards, then looked at Seto. "Right. You should also split Bakura's tongue for what's she's said as well." Reminded of Bakura, he looked down on the still person, placing a hand on his shoulder and shaking him. The pharaoh was surprised that he had stayed asleep while Rei was ranting, and then realized that he was unconscious.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 3:23 pm
Rei now going back to her sour mood growled "havent you dont enough to him?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 3:32 pm
"You won't learn if I don't do anything." Atem said, poking Bakura's cheek. Bakura stirred as though just waking up from a sleep, and looked up, unfocused, at the pharaoh before glaring, propping himself up on his elbows wincing slightly. Bakura was quickly aware of Rei, though in a foggy way. "What the hell? When'd... don't you dare touch her, you stupid bastards..." Bakura growled, wincing slightly as he brought himself into a sitting position.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 3:37 pm
"Were not children! you cant just punish us to make us behave the way you want to!" rei said angerly.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 3:43 pm
Seto, unable to resist, poked Rei's shoulder. Bakura glared, growling a little, but gave Rei a concerned look. "What do you mean, 'punish'?" Atem looked over at Seto and nodded his head slightly, and Seto closed his eyes. "As of right now, the list is that Rei will have her tongue split, her ankles broken, two fingertips cut off, and her remaining eye carved out. You are just going to have your tongue split."
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 3:46 pm
Rei blinked "He has a good memory.....dammit..." she muttered under her breath. she then turned to seto "and dont poke me! you could have cooties or somthing!" she then thought of somthing "Anyway finger tips have nothing to do with scratching...wouldent you want to remove sombodys fingernails for that.." hoping he'd replace cutting off her fingers for removing her fingernails. atleast her nails would grow back after a while.
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