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  1. "Help!" You scream at the top of your lungs, tears streaming from your face.
  2. "Tcht, no struggling John" A feminine voice says.
  3. "I can't have you running away from me, now. You are simply too important to me."
  4.  
  5. You try again to break free from Rose's thread bindings, but you once again fail.
  6. She giggles at your expense.
  7. "Oh John; I need you because the Dark Gods have commanded me. And I figured what is going to happen will be a wonderful learning experience for Viceroy
  8. Bubbles Von Salamancer."
  9. You notice a yellow figure wander into view. "CASEY!" You shout. "GO GET HELP!" Rose stomp son your chest resulting in you losing your breath for a second.
  10.  
  11. Her voice follows. "Viceroy, I order you to stay and watch this beautiful act of human desire, this wondrous joining between John and me, this miracle of life and the creation of true perfection."
  12.  
  13. She is really starting to freak you out, her movements rapidly move between smooth and erratic; normal to almost inhuman. You are used to Rose being weird, but not this weird.
  14. She speaks as she softly steps towards Casey.
  15.  
  16. "You see John. I've always had a bit of a CRUSH on you... But lately, I notice that you were getting awfully close to that spider-troll girl. So I turned to the Horrorterrors for help. They told me that I was supposed to force myself upon you and you'd be mine."
  17. You hope to god that she's not actually about to do THAT, that would be a straight up friendship breaker.
  18. ~~~~
  19.  
  20. "And John; if I catch you talking to any other girls besides me... I WILL cut off one of your fingers, and continue to do so until your hands are little stumps if you repeat the error. And if you really break my heart, I will, without hesitation turn you into a bleeding, paralyzed mass, eternally squirming the floor of my house."
  21.  
  22. The amphibian begins to panic; bubbles and spit sputter from its mouth, it was almost ready to run away, but with a swift motion Rose grips the salamander's arm and ties up Casey's arms and
  23. legs. Ensuring it could not escape.
  24.  
  25. "There, there Viceroy." She says in a comforting manner. "No harm will come to you. You have the special opportunity to see how mommy and daddy will make you a sibling."
  26.  
  27. With that she tosses the salamander to the ground and positioning her so she looking right at you. You can feel the fear in her eyes. She forms a wide smile on her face, one full of anger,
  28. excitement, lust and a lot of other emotions."
  29.  
  30. "You see, Casey." She continues. "I love your father very much, but sometimes I feel as if he doesn't return the emotion. Doing this will be ensure that he will love me and we can be a
  31. happy, loving family; Your strong father, beautiful and oh-so intelligent mother and you; our loving daughter Casey, plus one soon on the way."
  32.  
  33. Her calling the salamander 'Casey' makes you sick. You know full well that she prefers Viceroy Bubbles Von Salamancer. You start to think she is putting on a saccharine attitude just to
  34. make fun of you. You know that Rose is almost the opposite; her views of other people always make you feel is if she was jaded at a young point in her life.
  35. ~~~~
  36.  
  37. She begins talking again but it is drowned out by your own thoughts and whimpering.
  38. She has got be fucking crazy to even try this. What did the horrorterrors say to her? Was she really going to go through with this? Was this a cruel joke everybody else was playing on you?
  39. You hope that everybody is going to jump out and yell surprise. But when you look around you see a vast space of white sand and brightly colored water. You are alone and helpless; at her
  40. nonexistent mercy. Why did you fall for her when she said that she needed some help with a pack of ogres? You know better than anyone that she is a killing machine.
  41. Rose comes over to where you are laying; she blocks the sun as she comes closer, you look up at the silhouette of girl you once knew; cool, calculating and a knack for psychology. She is dead now. The girl who has token her place flops down on your stomach. You let out a grunt of pain.
  42.  
  43. "I'm so sorry John; let me make you feel better."
  44. She begins to kiss you on the face and neck. The kisses are very sloppy and quick, forming a coat of spit on your face.
  45. Oh god, you can't let this happen. You shake her off you and she falls to
  46. the ground next to you. She gives you a look of disgust and rage. She sits for a second, possibly calculating her next move. A large, dark needle appears in her hand, it crackles with dark
  47. electricity and she rams into your left arm.
  48. The pain is unbearable; even with a coat on the needle rips through to your skin and even further into the muscle and nerves in your arm. You can feel the blood already starting to pour into your
  49. coat sleeve.
  50.  
  51. "OW FUCK!!! Why the hell did you do that?!!"
  52. "Sorry John, but as I said, I cannot run the risk of you escaping me; you are my lifeline to the world."
  53.  
  54. Her mood is just as erratic and unpredictable as her movements. Again she allows the needle to crackle with energy and again she thrusts it into your arm, this time, into a different location; right where the joint is. But she doesn't remove it like before; she leaves the needle in momentarily. She begins twisting and rotating the needle in your gash. You hear blood splattering and muscle and flesh tearing in your arm as she widens the hole.
  55. The pain flows through your body and your tears increase. She resumes licking and kissing your face; in the process, lapping up some tears from your eyes.
  56.  
  57. She gives and sensual moan "John your body is just so delicious, the salts and oils just make me so...."
  58.  
  59. Her sentence trails of as she gets a look of devious excitement on her face.
  60. Rose hastily unzips your pants and fishes out your limp penis. She gives you a scolding glance due to its floppy state, sighs and begins sucking. Your panicking increases as she works up and down on it. This isn't right. Why is she doing this? She is RAPING you.
  61.  
  62. ~~~~
  63.  
  64. You sigh with relief as she stands up, but your panic returns when you notice her removing her panties and tossing them aside. She lifts up her black dress and putting her vagina on
  65. display.
  66. Again, she takes out one of her Thorns of Oglogoth. But this time she jams it into her pelvis and begins cutting. You watch as she cuts herself, the needle acts similar to a dull knife, slowly cutting and making jagged lines; all the while groaning with pain and a hint of ecstasy, you almost faint as she mutilates herself. When she finishes, you can make out a shape through the smeared blood; a circle with lines, it almost looks like a squid or octopus. And you wish you had fainted as she bends over to do the same to you. The needle flips between slow ripping and quick slicing, similar to her movements and emotions: unpredictable. Both your eyes are filled with tears, but she's enjoying it.
  67. She retakes her seat on your now bleeding pelvis, making sure to insert you into herself. She leans over gives you one last kiss on your lips and starts bobbing up and down. You feel a mix
  68. of pleasure and pain, the open wounds of your pelvis smacking together stings with every interval, but the act still brings pleasure. You feel ashamed for enjoying it, even just a little.
  69. The blood from your open wound runs together with hers. She calls it beautiful poetry of two lovers joining forever. The word 'forever' rings in your ears, like a church bell waking up someone
  70. with a massive hangover. But the pain continues to cloud you thoughts.
  71.  
  72.  
  73. "Oh god, Rose! Stop! Please stop it hurts too much!"
  74.  
  75. The sobbing and whimpering an abundant in your speech, a hot iron is continuously being pressed to your crotch. Snot and tears drip down your face like a waterfall. You plead for her to stop she ignores you concentrating instead on the movement of her hips. From the wounds on your arm and pelvis you feel significant blood loss. Your head starts spinning and your vision starts to become fuzzy.
  76.  
  77. She yells to Casey "See-ee ha-how ha-ahppy I'm make-ing daddy? We’ll be-heh so-h hap-py; a perfect fah-mily. No iro-hny, no facetiousness; a lov-hnng hon-hon-honesty!"
  78.  
  79. Her speech is peppered with stuttering from pleasure. Her moans and squeaks grow louder, and as do yours until you both climax. The reproductive fluids leak from within her and onto
  80. you. It burns as it comes into contact with your still-bleeding wound, forming a puddle of biological ooze; it runs of you and onto your coat, forever staining it with the byproducts of your rape.
  81. You think to yourself; what have you done? What has she done? Whatever it was, it was done, there's no going back from this point.
  82. The once panicking amphibian has long fainted. She gives you a satisfied grin, but you look away, feeling disgusted in your own skin and nauseous from blood loss. She dismounts you and
  83. lies right beside you in the sand. She explains that those shapes that she carved into herself and you were a summoning spell for of important Elder God that she is now pregnant with. You feel sick to your stomach. She has just killed off the rest of her sanity in one fell swoop. Rape and now pregnant with an elder god, your mind boggles at her words; eventually all you can coherently think is “I hate Rose.”
  84.  
  85. ~~~~
  86.  
  87. You wake up in a cold sweat. You look at Rose sleeping quietly next to you, tugging on your arm. You remember her words regarding the other girls. You log back onto pesterchum.
  88.  
  89. ectoBiologist [EB] has blocked arachnidsGrip [AG].
  90. ectoBiologist [EB] has blocked gallowsCalibrator [GC].
  91. ectoBiologist [EB] has blocked grimAuxiliatrix [GA].
  92. ectoBiologist [EB] has blocked apocalypseArisen [AA].
  93. ectoBiologist [EB] has blocked arsenicCatnip [AC].
  94. ectoBiologist [EB] has blocked cuttlefishCuller [CC].
  95.  
  96. You look at your contacts again one last person to block. You stare at the name for a long time. You know that you will regret it; but she'll understand.
  97.  
  98. ectoBiologist [EB] has blocked gardenGnostic [GG].
  99. ~~~~
  100.  
  101. Rose wakes you up. She begins to kiss you tenderly. You feel the urge to push her away, sick of her antics, but after that last time; you know better. Instead, you lay there and take it. You're afraid to react, you're afraid of her. You give a blank stare as she continues making out with you, swirling her tongue on your cheek, nibbling your ears. Your body responds to the pleasure but your mind
  102. wants to do nothing more than to cast yourself into a fire. Eventually, she stops and wanders over to Casey and unties her. You can see that she is relieved; nobody is hurt, as far as she can see.
  103. She turns around and looks you over. Her gaze meets yours. She gives a smile and speaks.
  104.  
  105. "Why hello there my, john"
  106.  
  107. She looks at warmly and smiles. “I’ll never have to worry about you lying to me, John, you’re always so honest, caring and kind; you have always been my lifeline to the world, I trust you; I love you; you are my husband.”
  108.  
  109. Your body twitches at the sound of the word 'husband'. But she notices.
  110.  
  111. "Oh, John, you must be cold."
  112. "Come." She says. "Let's go back to my house."
  113.  
  114. You struggle to stand up. Your left arm is all but dead and your pelvis is on fire, not to mention the dizziness you are accompanied with. She starts chatting you up; she talks about the game
  115. and her interests again; the psychology, the game, wizards, knitting, her mother. The conversation almost feels normal, but you know it isn't, you can forget what transpired few hours ago so easily, nor can you forgive her.
  116.  
  117. "Well, here we are."
  118.  
  119. Hearing those words makes your gaze shift from the ground to a large house. You notice that it has not been built up, but you figure that it doesn’t really matter, considering that she destroyed her gate. She brings you inside. You immediately notice the numerous bottles of alcohol and large, tacky wizard statues, both of varying sizes and colors. You also spot a… wait, what is that?
  120.  
  121. “Is that vacuum bronzed?”
  122. "Yes, sorry, my mother is a bit... Off"
  123.  
  124. You can't help but agree as she walks you through her house, you eye the vacuum, it’s still plugged in, fascinating. She then tells you to take a seat on her couch. She offers you some food. Still feeling sick; you decline.
  125.  
  126. "How about a drink?"
  127. ”Err... Do you have any juice or something?"
  128. "Yes, I believe I have some orange juice in the fridge."
  129.  
  130. She walks around the couch, into the kitchen. You hear glass rattling about; you don't notice it much, however, a terrible error.
  131. ~~~~
  132.  
  133. When she hands you your plastic cup you notice her holding two more.
  134.  
  135. "Um, what's with the other cups?" you enquire.
  136. "Well, this one is for me and the other is for you if you happen to finish that one."
  137. "Oh, well thanks, I guess, I AM very thirsty."
  138.  
  139. You quickly finish the two cups as she quietly sips on her juice. You start to feel a little funny, but you are soon joined by a sensation of calmness. Enjoying the sensation, you decide to ask
  140. for a third. She returns with it and you chug it down. It is delicious and it is helping with your now-low blood sugar. She sits down on the couch next to you and starts talking. Before you know it you're laughing and carrying on with her. You start to feel comfortable with her again.
  141. After a while of talking she leans over and kisses you again, but this time you return it. You are locked with her on the lips, she slips you some tongue, you follow suit. Your mind has trouble focusing on what exactly you are doing, trying to remember: you become nervous again. You decide that it's time for a fourth cup of orange juice.
  142.  
  143. "Rose?"
  144. “Yes John?"
  145. "Can you get me some more OJ?"
  146.  
  147. Again, she stands up and goes to her kitchen, but this time you watch her, feeling almost enamored with her now. You list in your mind what she's doing. Cup, fridge, orange juice... WAIT!
  148. What's that? You watch as she pours a bottle of clear liquid into the cup with the orange juice, puts her hand over the top of the cup and swirls it. Oh god she's getting you drunk!
  149. You start to flip out, knowing what will come next if you decide to stay. You hastily stand up, almost losing your balance in the process.
  150.  
  151. She notices. "John, wait!!"
  152.  
  153. You don't listen; you decide that she cannot be trusted, she has gone far off the deep end, and she’s just too violent for you to stay. You make it quite a distance from the building, but you feel a wave of vertigo hit and you trip. You dive head first into a large, sharp stone. As you land; the rock smashes your glasses and cuts a long gash in your forehead. Your head takes the full force of the trauma, but it's too much. You black out.
  154. ~~~~
  155.  
  156. When you awake you find yourself in Rose's house again. All the lights are turned off and it’s surprisingly dark in inside. You cough into your hand and you taste a metallic flavor; it’s blood. You mind begins winding, you are in serious need of medical attention, your head hurts whenever you make swift movements, it’s just too much with what she’s putting you through.
  157.  
  158. You cry out for help: "Rose...Rose... I...I think I might have a concussion or something... I n-need help. Is your sprite or C-Casey around?"
  159.  
  160. You get no response you try to move your hands, but instead you get a stinging feeling on your right wrist. You look down; around your hands is tied a string from a violin, fresh blood leaking from where it got closely acquainted with your wrist. You think about standing up but you know that Rose wouldn't be so careless as to leave your feet unbound.
  161. Once again, you call out for help. And again, no response. The house is silent. You remember that you broke you glasses so now you can't access pesterchum.... You're alone and helpless, half-blind and half-unconscious. You can't win. You will try to relax until she returns, you need to conserve yourself. You are about to fall asleep when you hear glass shatter.
  162.  
  163. A voice emerges from the darkness of the kitchen. "I ccann't FUCKING believe you wwhere jusst about to r-run off on your wiife and kids like that! You basstard! I knew I should’ve known bettter that to trust anyone! You’re just like Dave, my mother aand everyone elllse. I cann’t believe I trusted you all these years only for you to treat me like dirt, jussst like everyone else."
  164.  
  165. She walks into view. You immediately notice that she missing her hairband. With her hair undone, she looks very different; thin, light blond strands of hair are drifting around her face, some stuck in the puddles made from tears, her makeup has run, her black lipstick is smeared . Your eyes meet hers; she's drunk and very, very pissed.
  166. ~~~~
  167.  
  168. She straddles you and says. "Johnn, why caan't you see that I am only trying to be a goood wwife to to you?!"
  169.  
  170. Her speech is slurred. The broken bottle she is holding is made apparent by the light reflecting off of it. In a way it is kind of pretty. She waves it around, almost hitting you a few times.
  171.  
  172. "I've always loved you John, why don't you love me?
  173.  
  174. You watch as she breaks the bottle further on the coffee table nearby. Shards of glass litter the area, varying in sizes. She shakily grasps one of the larger shards of glass and holds it like
  175. some sort of pencil. She slowly lifts up your shirt and leans in close, leaving you only a foot apart from her. She begins to slowly pierce the pale skin of your chest, carving a message into it as you would a tree: I LOVE YOU JOHN.
  176.  
  177. "Ddo you llike it johnn? WILL YOU REALIZE I LOVE YOU JJOHN?”
  178.  
  179. The frightening message carved on your chest expands in size as blood starts to flow from the cuts and pool around the letters. She sloppily indulges in your blood. Just a taste. She doesn't
  180. want to waste you.
  181. The blood and saliva mix together on your chest, forming a thick coat, the blood has been smeared all about. This is not good. How many times has she cut you now? You're losing blood every hour with her and you're feeling it bad.
  182. You need to get your message you now or never. “Rose!” You say as strongly and assertively as your body will allow. She pulls her head up from your chest. You have her attention.
  183.  
  184. Your speech quiets down a little, allowing your body to catch up. “Rose, I need to rest. You have cut me, stabbed my, tied my up; repeatedly. My left arm is full of holes, I have a large gash on my forehead, I’m coughing up blood, my glasses are broken, I have “ I love you John” cut in my chest, my crotch has a scar in the shape of some eldritch god and you’re pregnant with said god. YOU NEED TO STOP.”
  185.  
  186. She pulls back. Did I get through to her? You wonder. Her eyes are dead; full of realization. The moment is awkward, everything goes silent. Eventually, her gaze returns to you, she’s made her decision.
  187.  
  188.  
  189. She moves off you, you feel relief coursing through you. She helps you from your bindings, using the same shard of glass used to write her demented love letter on your chest. You try to prop yourself on the couch, when you fail, she helps you. She sits the next to you for a long time, her head on your shoulder; silence blankets the house.
  190.  
  191. “I’m sorry.” She says. “John, I…I need you to do something, I need you to take your hammer and… Hit me as hard as you can on my head…”
  192. “Rose, I can’t do that…”
  193. “You have too, the child must be killed.”
  194. “Rose.”
  195. She raises her voice. “I will make you John.”
  196.  
  197. She’s serious, you can’t do it, even after all she’s done to you; you can’t do it. You can’t forgive or trust her, but you also can’t kill her.
  198. Again she’s tells you do kill her and again you refuse. She’s getting frustrated.
  199.  
  200. “You’re hardly in what someone would call a position to bargain”
  201. “I know… But-“
  202. “No, this needs to be done, the child must be killed and I will awake as my dreamself.”
  203. “But-”
  204. “No buts John.”
  205. “No!”
  206. “I guess I’ll have to make you!”
  207.  
  208. She draws her Thorns of Oglogoth; again they crackle with dark electricity. She lunges at you and begins stabbing you. You feel the holes being punched in you, blood again draining from your body, your breaths become short; a punctured lung. But you just can’t draw your hammer; you can’t hurt any of your friends.
  209. She ceases this round of abuse, tears, again cascading from her eyes. She picks up a shard of glass and jams it into her neck. Her breath draws short, her eyes widen and her skin goes pale. With her last bit of energy she removes the shard from her neck and falls to the floor.
  210. You watch her twitch about on the floor gasping for air; you can’t watch, you struggle to move but you can’t look away, blood is spilling from her neck like an overturned bucket. Eventually the writhing ceases and she is silent. You sit, staring at her corpse as your vision becomes fuzzy; you focus your gaze on yourself; your clothes are bathed in bright red and soaked. Your breath quickens in pace as your body attempts to stabilize itself, but it’s too late, you’re gone. You close your eyes and wait for death.
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