eldritchtorment

/ comment for something literate + dark !

eldritchtorment

/ comment for something literate + dark !

eldritchtorment

/ cb for something dark!

eldritchtorment

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            "You have no clue just how weird I really am," Vhougurha tells her, laughing softly under his breath, "oh no, I'm special for a bunch of other reasons, ones like this!"
            He then closed his eyes and summoned a black orb with purple electric sparks. He then fired it at his partially skinned captive, causing her to scream louder than ever as a sickening squelch filled their ears, followed by the girl beginning to vomit up her organs. Even after she vomited up her lungs, intestines, and stomach, she continued to scream. There was no logical way that she should be able even to make a noise, but she was miraculously doing it. 
            Her mouth was much wider now and her eyes were jet-black. Her teeth began to fall onto the floor one by one, leaving bloody gaps where they once resided.
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          Vougurha stared at her for 2 minutes in silence with that same grin still plastered on his face, studying her every move and noise. 
          "The only strings I enjoy pulling," he said, his eyes briefly turning a golden yellow before going back to normal, "are the stringy veins and tendons of my catches, and listen to them screech for mercy." He then raised a hand and used his telekinesis to pull her forward, dragging her until she was about 5 feet away from him.
          "You are quite beautiful," he tells her, leaning in and taking a long sniff of her, "and your flesh is... Mmmmm, so strong smelling!"

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          Vougurha had been using an ordinary cheese grater to slowly skin a poor teenager no older than 16 or 17, the kid screaming her little head off as she tried to get out of the surgical chair she was strapped to. 
          Her left arm was missing all of its flesh and only showed her muscle and veins; her right arm was almost identical. 
          The tormentor was humming a cheery, happy tune as he grated her flesh off of her body, the opposite mood to fit what he was doing. That's when he heard another voice start speaking from behind him, causing him to pause his musical humming to whip around and see who it was.
          "Oh my," the tormentor hummed, a wide grin spreading across his lips as he studied the woman from head to toe, loving what he saw, "it looks like I have another toy to break!" The double doors of the empty storage warehouse were then slammed closed, and a click was heard as they locked from the other side.