Lobotomy

***C-17.HELIX.EpU.85654 looks at the poor bastard who lies helpess in the interrogation chair, shifting his head between them, then ocassionally back toward a cart he reels up, murmering out in an Southern-Texas accent "<:: So, you familar with the term 'Transorbital Lobotomy? No? Why... I just take this needle here.... ::>" moving his nand, withdrawing a enormous needle from the tray, holding it up to the light a moment, letting it glisten before giving a sinister look back toward his victim, smirking. Slowly inching forward, watching as they struggle in the chair, pausing right as he is about to insert the object into the groove between the paitents eye and nose ridge, slowly pressing it in, laughing a bit maniacal, yet cold tone, saying once more "<:: You see, I insert this needle straight into your Pre-Frontal lobe... currently it's not doing much but resting against that skull of yours... but now... ::>" he says, picking up a small medical hammer with his left hand, giving a near-deamonic type full on grin, changing his tone into one that can only be described as insane, saying "<:: It's what holds everything that makes you, you... ::> before letting a light tap on the end of the hammer, watching as the victim winces, saying a word with each next hammering pound on the end of the needle "<:: Memories....*Creativity...*Personality...*... ::>" before finally glaring down at them, removing his grin, almost giving a sympathetic look, changing back to his normal, cold tone, stating boldly, "<:: Now... where is the hidden base...? ::>"
***not getting a response, dropping his medical hammer, grabbing the needle with two hands, ripping it out of the victims skull, watching as blood drains down from their eye, screaming out "<:: FUCKING WORTHLESS! I'LL DEAL WITH YOU LATER. ::>" stomping off out of the interrogation room, his jackboots and spurs clacking down the hallway, pasuing for a moment followed by a female screaming, dragging a woman back to the room, holding a combat blade to her neck, leaving the door wide open before stating coldly "<:: Listen here pal... you're going to tell me where the hidden base is, or /SHE/ will pay... ::> slowly bringing the knife closer to her throat, blade stroking the end of the epidermis, slicing it ever so lightly until a light blood drop is seen forming, before withdrawing his knife, driving it into the mans leg as he sits bound in the chair, specifically popping out his kneecap, before letting out a scream, shifting his boot to the top of the womans skull screaming "<:: FUCKING NOW DAMMNIT! ::>"