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The Head Of Prison Zone Medical Staff: Unleashing A Scourge
By: Scourge Date: September 13, 2018, 7:34 am
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Deep in the bowls of Prison Zone where the multiverse's worst
were kept there was a secret operating theatre in the heart of
the correctional facility. Inside this twisted morgue of misery
the chief of the prison medical staff conducted her heinous
experiments on inmates that were deemed lost causes by the
warden. Body parts and blistered bones of her previous victims
littered the floor creating a canvas or carnage, she lightly
brushed past these as she secured a gas mask over pretty face
and tucked away her beautiful blonde hair. Tonight was a very
special night as the warden had dragged a certain blue hedgehog
from his cell and strapped him to a gurney that was on it's way
to the operating theatre.
As Evil Sonic was wheeled in he gave a violent glare as he spat
out the fingers of a guard that was stupid enough to try and
silence him; the bloody digits hit the floor as he roared at the
doctor that was pulling on her latex gloves. "Yo stupid bitch!"
He spat red blood staining his sharpened teeth. "I know
Zoobotnik wants his own Sonic in order to expend his influence
and get shit done he can't but here's the deal toots. I don't
break easy! YOU WON'T BREAK ME! HOW ABOUT YOU UNSTRAP ME AND I
CUT YOU A SECOND VAGINA IN YOUR FOREHEAD!" Going almost rabid
Sonic started to drool blood through the spaces between his
teeth. He violently stared to rock the table he was strapped to
back and forth as he failed to notice the glare glittering gem
held overhead by metal supports. The gem was none other than the
Master Emerald and it was hooked up to a device that seemed to
have a pump, an injector and claw. All the other medical staff
left out of fear one of them picking up the fingers on the way
out so they could reattach them to the poor guard's hand.
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Re: The Head Of Prison Zone Medical Staff: Unleashing A Scourge
By: Alexa. Date: September 13, 2018, 9:27 am
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[i]It was a well known saying that if you were doing something
you loved it would never feel like you were working a day your
life. And for this sharp minded sociopath the expression
couldn't have rained truer. It didn't matter to her that most of
her colleagues if not all of them weren't on her wavelength
professionally they were mostly all collateral damage in her
eyes anyway. She preferred to conduct herself in solitude it
made for better focus. Besides the inmate
‘fortunate’ enough to be delivered to her tonight
was no ordinary hedgehog, well he was ordinary for the time
being but she would soon fix that. It wasn't often that the
warden went out of his way to prepare someone for her personally
so she certainly wasn't going to disappoint. A broad smile
curving behind the confides of her mask, the seconds of him
rocking back and forth pointlessly ranting and raving
obscurities ticked by, and while they did her mind wandered to
more satisfying but unreasonable starter possibilities of
cutting out his tongue.
Only when he screeched out. “YOU WON’T BREAK
ME!” that she properly made him her focus. She relished
the challenge welcomed it even, watching him scream and struggle
with such ferocious attitude sure was a giggle. Her voice coming
out in much deeper gravelly tones due to the adaptations of her
voice modifier, the voice practically echoed off the
walls."Watch me." Dismissing the males other insults the
unhinged female continued as she saw fit letting her creativity
run wild. Courtesy of the warden Alexa had already done her pre
assignment reading on the hapless hedgehog and felt confident
that she could achieve her outcome by her self proclaimed
deadline.
The needle she used clearly dust covered and not sterilized for
moebian contact she made the incision into a vein along his
left wrist anyway, before pushing the table along by his feet,
until Scourge was sealed inside a transparent glass container,
where she knew her voice would now be twice as harsh on his ears
due to the environment change. Her croaky tone now filled with
smugness, the female sauntered over to the counter that linked
to the tube that she’d just shut him inside.“Now to
begin with I thought we’d try something light .. the serum
I’ve just injected into your veins is designed to amplify
your fight or flight response to distraught extremes and in
combination with that I’m going to lower the oxygen
concentration in the air to the exact point where you feel like
your suffocating and because of my special little serum inside
you the more you try to take a breath the faster your lungs are
going to feel like they’re being filled with water, each
wave more intense than the last and then if your brainwaves slow
meaning you’re about pass out I’ll turn up the 02,
and if your heart rate slows meaning you’re able to
somehow catch your breath I’ll turn it right back down and
that’s where I’ll leave you right there.. in a
'blissful' in-between state doesn't that sound fun?”
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Re: The Head Of Prison Zone Medical Staff: Unleashing A Scourge
By: Scourge Date: September 16, 2018, 8:08 am
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The blue hedgehog snarled when she jabbed him with the
unsanitary needle before managing to spit in the eye of her
gasmask; it only hit the glass that covered her eyes but the
message was clear. The fact the twisted doctor took his
declaration of defiance as a challenge shook him to his very
core, not that he’d ever give her the satisfaction of knowing
that. Evil Sonic soon gasped for air as the 02 in the chamber
was starting to be limited in order to weaken his resolve.
Gasping to suck down what little air he could the managed to
cough out an insult as his lungs fought for what little air they
could inhale.
“You….Craa…..zy…BITCH!....” He soon returned to wheezing as his
eyes shot open feeling like he was going to drown. Scourge had
been tortured before beatings, threats and the ever-popular
hammer and hand routine he’d lived through it all and managed to
come out on top; this however was a totally different ballgame.
This unlike the other hardships he was privy to was carefully
calculated to maximize suffering and to make matters worse he
was cut off from his powers so there was no hope of escape.
Deciding to trade what little air he had left for another insult
the evil doppelganger gagged out another line. “When….I get
outta here….I’ll tie down bash your brains out with a
H…..AMMER!” With no more air to breath Sonic started to get
light headed and his brain activity begun to dim as the readout
started to slow. He may have been Sonic’s equal in speed and
skill but even the fastest thing alive needs to breath. His eyes
rolled into the back of his head and his heart started to
flat-line.
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Re: The Head Of Prison Zone Medical Staff: Unleashing A Scourge
By: Alexa. Date: September 16, 2018, 9:25 am
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[i]For someone that had an inability to comprehend that
resistance was futile at this point. She had to admit he was
stupidly stubborn despite his circumstances. If only more of her
visitors put up half as much fight as this one, then her day to
job routine would certainly never get dull. The grin behind her
mask only stretching wider, in reaction to the mite of saliva
he managed to land on the eye of her gas mask, she wiped a
singular gloved fingertip across the place where the spit made
it’s mark, taking a few moments to rub the spittle between
her thumb and finger. anti Sonic the ever intriguing hedgehog.
His insults bouncing off her like rubber, she knew that there
wasn't any logic in engaging with him directly, not really there
never was with anyone she dealt with. And yet the doctors
temptation to lash out verbally got the better of her.
“It's such a pity ...you could make better use of what
little time you have left by begging for your worthless life,
and yet you can't even be bothered to be creative with your
slander.”
*A few days later*
Figuring that her new found favorite hedgehog was well and truly
warmed up, the disturbed doctor stalked briskly back into her
work quarters, with a spring in her step alongside two very
reluctant assistants [as Zobotnik called them] but more
annoyances in her opinion in tow. Watching the hedgehog struggle
and thrash helplessly between trying and failing to intake air
and avoid choking on fluid that didn't exist had been a treat
for the first couple of days, but she wasn't known for doing
things half heartedly and besides she wouldn't be very good at
her job if she wasn't making sure that the patient was getting
regular treatment by hers truly. Orders and directions already
pre discussed with her accomplices, not an word was spoken by
any of them, while she watched them both carry out their
instructed tasks, one of them taking care of disabling the
tubes controls panel, while the other minion worked on sliding
the now pasty looking blue one out of his temporary chambers to
wheel and set him up on the other side of the room ready for
the rest of his 'necessary' adjustments to be made.
Hearing the fresh clink and clang of new restraints being
shackled around the hedgehogs ankles and wrists, she turned her
attention to where the party was being moved. Her latest torture
weapon prepped and ready, the female handled it with
uncharacteristic delicacy, as she wandered her way over to where
her anxious company was waiting to be subtly signaled that they
were allowed to disperse. The sight of their open discomfort
made her wish that she could gorge their eyes out to sooth her
personal irritation, she flicked her wrist dismissing them both,
before turning her attention to the one that really mattered.
Her modern version of a Heretics Fork pressing softly into his
upper chin, she knew he wouldn't be trying to land in a head
butt any time soon. Her other nifty new torture device
consisting of a metal piece with two opposed bi pronged forks
attached to the strap knotted around his neck, while one edge
was under his chin, the other end was pointing dangerously to
the sternum, she’d adjusted her feisty hedgehog so that
his life literally hung in the balance at that moment. If his
head dropped her lovely sharp prongs would pierce him right
open, but she doubted he would make things quite so simple. Her
continued steps now echoing across the eerily silent room, she
reached out tapping the side of his face, in a patronizing
fashion to get his full attention, days in the tube had him
looking groggy. "Rise and shine.”
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