(addicted_andrew under another username)andrew_unwellsJanuary 16 2005, 13:00:50 UTC
It's times like this that make me realize just how weird my life is. Ok, fade out, flashback time here, let's review today: I spend the night in a jail cell with Jonathan, who was up the whole time convinced that the guy next to us (who was totally in for parking tickets) was going to make him his butt-monkey. I was rescued when Warren kicked open the police station door in the best mood I'd ever seen him in, he kissed me and Jonathan before leaving the shorter one of us behind. We get back to his place where tells me that he actually killed the Slayer. He then proceeds to do all kinds of very-unstraight but still kinda nice things to me, only to be interrupted by Anya. She tells us she wants to be in with the trio. Then Warren and her start brain storming about what other crimes to commit, including torturing one of Anya's friends (who I'm pretty sure she was sleeping with, 'cause he got all mad after everyone saw Spike and Anya making like a bad porno... or, uh, a good porno... in the magic box).
You know, last year at this time I'd probably have been just playing Magic cards with Jonathan or something. So I'm either on crazy pills, or my life has taken one heck of a sharp turn to the left here.
"T-torture? You want to torture Xander? I-I mean, sure, he's... he's a real jerk sometimes, but I think Warren totally showed him up at the Bronze last night, right? Punched him so hard he flew right across the room! It was sooo cool. You shoulda been there."
I grinned widely at both of them, trying desperately to join in on this little talk of theirs. I didn't want to be left out of this one. Guys who got left out got left behind in jail cells, from what I could tell. And they totally didn't end up on Warren's bed.
"But... yeah, I-I guess torture could be... could be cool. S-so what, like Reservoir Dogs style torture? Or, uh, Ichi the Killer or House of 1000 Corpses torture? Or uh, like... Hellraiser kinda torture?"
I had to cringe at that last part. All of those movies scared me pretty bad (well, parts of Reservoir Dogs were funny and really cool, but that torture scene was creepy) but Hellraiser had Pinhead, and I still had nightmares about Pinhead. But I had to play it cool, or Warren might think I wasn't tough enough to stay with him, and then big stupid interrupting-cow-Anya would get Warren all to herself.
I thought for a moment. The idea appealed to me greatly. I'd never been fond of Xander, as little as I knew him. Back in high school he'd always struck me as not someone who was ostracized because of his intellect or geekiness, like Andrew and I, but someone who others preferred to avoid because he was frankly an idiot. One of those guys who probably insisted on trying to be all 'manly man', and drooled over Playboy magazines that he kept stashed in his locker between classes.
"Hmmm. I like it, Anya." I said thoughfully, as she continued.
"After all, he is the scoobies only other link and if we take him, maybe we could make a deal with the remaining scoobies. Maybe we could torture him for a while too..."
"Torture?" I raised an eyebrow at her, a grin spreading across my face. The girl had a taste for the bloodlust, it seemed. I liked that in a woman, a certain viciousness that us men often had trouble cultivating. Of course, men like me were superior.
"I could care less about negotiating with the scoobies, they fuck with us and I'll just kill them, pick them off one by one. They can't touch us anymore. But I like your torturing-Xander angle. That guy always kind of annoyed me. You knew him pretty well, right? What would you say his biggest fear is?"
"T-torture? You want to torture Xander? I-I mean, sure, he's... he's a real jerk sometimes, but I think Warren totally showed him up at the Bronze last night, right? Punched him so hard he flew right across the room! It was sooo cool. You shoulda been there."
"That I did, didn't I?" I smirked over at Andrew, knowing how much he'd enjoyed watching me beat the holy hell out of Xander at the Bronze. He hadn't even been able to withold his breathless comment of 'That was so hot' when he'd been standing there with Jonathan that night.
"But... yeah, I-I guess torture could be... could be cool. S-so what, like Reservoir Dogs style torture? Or, uh, Ichi the Killer or House of 1000 Corpses torture? Or uh, like... Hellraiser kinda torture?"
"Hmmm." I paused to think. "I've always been a fan of localized pain, concentrating on one of the recipient's most sensitive body parts and focusing all the pain infliction there. I'm thinking...ice picks and a lighter? Maybe some rock salt?"
Re: Bloodshed.anya_ankyankaJanuary 19 2005, 00:31:10 UTC
My stomach turned a little, I hadn't really realized what I had said about Xander, but I had to go with it. After all the emotional anguish he put me through, he deserves. It was almost like I was trying to convince myself, but I had to do it. This is the way that things were done... Xander had to know that what he did was wrong, he couldn't just do that to someone,
"Yes, well his fears...." I thought for a little. Obviously not breaking poor girls' hearts, "I think one of the big ones would have to be losing his loved ones, like his best friends, but then again he already just lost them."
Then it came to me. That one night, on Halloween, our first date. "Being alone. Being forgotten and being alone." I suppose if that really was his biggest fear, me actually working myself into the situation wouldn't really turn out well... but maybe... "Maybe if he was under the implication.. I mean the fact that I was completely over him, that might hurt a little. As for the ice picks and lighter? A touch of being overrated. Although I mainly dealt with vengeance through magicks, I found that for physical torture, sometimes just leaving a person locked up alone for a long period of time can hurt worse than any physical pain."
I started thinking about me torturing Xander. Maybe it would be fun. Even a little sexy, in a really twisted way....
Oh God... we were actually still talking about torture? With... with Anya? Instead of, oh, I don't know... maybe going back downstairs again? But I couldn't just let this girl stay here and endear herself to Warren with all her talk of torture and cold-bloodedness. I could be cold blooded too, you know.
At least, for Warren I could. I-I bet I could even kill for him sometime. I don't know who, but I'd do it!
Especially if it would make Warren stop looking at Anya and look back at me again.
As for this conversation, I decided to just stay quiet for now. It would probably be smartest, since if I tried to say something I think my voice would sound kinda like I was going through puberty all over again. To be honest, Warren was scaring me a little. He'd changed so fast. One minute we were talking about robbing banks and making invisibility rays, and now all of the sudden there's murder and torture and stuff.
Ok, so Warren seemed even cooler despite it all, but it still made my stomach feel kina weird to think about us hurting people like that. It would take some getting used to I guess, but I'd do it for Warren.
So I nodded along with both of them, trying to look like as was as into the conversation as the both of them seemed to be, hoping that it would be over soon and Warren could do that... that thing to me that he was doing before.
You know, last year at this time I'd probably have been just playing Magic cards with Jonathan or something. So I'm either on crazy pills, or my life has taken one heck of a sharp turn to the left here.
"T-torture? You want to torture Xander? I-I mean, sure, he's... he's a real jerk sometimes, but I think Warren totally showed him up at the Bronze last night, right? Punched him so hard he flew right across the room! It was sooo cool. You shoulda been there."
I grinned widely at both of them, trying desperately to join in on this little talk of theirs. I didn't want to be left out of this one. Guys who got left out got left behind in jail cells, from what I could tell. And they totally didn't end up on Warren's bed.
"But... yeah, I-I guess torture could be... could be cool. S-so what, like Reservoir Dogs style torture? Or, uh, Ichi the Killer or House of 1000 Corpses torture? Or uh, like... Hellraiser kinda torture?"
I had to cringe at that last part. All of those movies scared me pretty bad (well, parts of Reservoir Dogs were funny and really cool, but that torture scene was creepy) but Hellraiser had Pinhead, and I still had nightmares about Pinhead. But I had to play it cool, or Warren might think I wasn't tough enough to stay with him, and then big stupid interrupting-cow-Anya would get Warren all to herself.
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I thought for a moment. The idea appealed to me greatly. I'd never been fond of Xander, as little as I knew him. Back in high school he'd always struck me as not someone who was ostracized because of his intellect or geekiness, like Andrew and I, but someone who others preferred to avoid because he was frankly an idiot. One of those guys who probably insisted on trying to be all 'manly man', and drooled over Playboy magazines that he kept stashed in his locker between classes.
"Hmmm. I like it, Anya." I said thoughfully, as she continued.
"After all, he is the scoobies only other link and if we take him, maybe we could make a deal with the remaining scoobies. Maybe we could torture him for a while too..."
"Torture?" I raised an eyebrow at her, a grin spreading across my face. The girl had a taste for the bloodlust, it seemed. I liked that in a woman, a certain viciousness that us men often had trouble cultivating. Of course, men like me were superior.
"I could care less about negotiating with the scoobies, they fuck with us and I'll just kill them, pick them off one by one. They can't touch us anymore. But I like your torturing-Xander angle. That guy always kind of annoyed me. You knew him pretty well, right? What would you say his biggest fear is?"
"T-torture? You want to torture Xander? I-I mean, sure, he's... he's a real jerk sometimes, but I think Warren totally showed him up at the Bronze last night, right? Punched him so hard he flew right across the room! It was sooo cool. You shoulda been there."
"That I did, didn't I?" I smirked over at Andrew, knowing how much he'd enjoyed watching me beat the holy hell out of Xander at the Bronze. He hadn't even been able to withold his breathless comment of 'That was so hot' when he'd been standing there with Jonathan that night.
"But... yeah, I-I guess torture could be... could be cool. S-so what, like Reservoir Dogs style torture? Or, uh, Ichi the Killer or House of 1000 Corpses torture? Or uh, like... Hellraiser kinda torture?"
"Hmmm." I paused to think. "I've always been a fan of localized pain, concentrating on one of the recipient's most sensitive body parts and focusing all the pain infliction there. I'm thinking...ice picks and a lighter? Maybe some rock salt?"
I looked over at Anya.
"What do you think?"
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"Yes, well his fears...." I thought for a little. Obviously not breaking poor girls' hearts, "I think one of the big ones would have to be losing his loved ones, like his best friends, but then again he already just lost them."
Then it came to me. That one night, on Halloween, our first date. "Being alone. Being forgotten and being alone." I suppose if that really was his biggest fear, me actually working myself into the situation wouldn't really turn out well... but maybe... "Maybe if he was under the implication.. I mean the fact that I was completely over him, that might hurt a little. As for the ice picks and lighter? A touch of being overrated. Although I mainly dealt with vengeance through magicks, I found that for physical torture, sometimes just leaving a person locked up alone for a long period of time can hurt worse than any physical pain."
I started thinking about me torturing Xander. Maybe it would be fun. Even a little sexy, in a really twisted way....
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At least, for Warren I could. I-I bet I could even kill for him sometime. I don't know who, but I'd do it!
Especially if it would make Warren stop looking at Anya and look back at me again.
As for this conversation, I decided to just stay quiet for now. It would probably be smartest, since if I tried to say something I think my voice would sound kinda like I was going through puberty all over again. To be honest, Warren was scaring me a little. He'd changed so fast. One minute we were talking about robbing banks and making invisibility rays, and now all of the sudden there's murder and torture and stuff.
Ok, so Warren seemed even cooler despite it all, but it still made my stomach feel kina weird to think about us hurting people like that. It would take some getting used to I guess, but I'd do it for Warren.
So I nodded along with both of them, trying to look like as was as into the conversation as the both of them seemed to be, hoping that it would be over soon and Warren could do that... that thing to me that he was doing before.
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