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 Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 10:35 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 10:49 am
In a lost little place in the middle of nowhere. That is where one male finds himself when his tow truck ironically breaks down. And with no cell phone reception, he can't call for help. So he wanders.
Eventually, he finds himself in a nick of trouble. Attacked by a pack of wolves and ill equipped to take them all on, he finds himself near dead on a forest floor. Some strange male finds him and drags him home. A strange male responsible for causing so so many disappearances in the area. A male who is literally insane. Though the lost one is near insane himself, there is a great difference between the two.
But that male was not held secure enough. He wandered from the crazy lone male. Back into life. Yet someone new came into the clutches of the insane one. On his way to make a housecall. Strange how vehicles broke down on that lost stretch of road...
With Chrisstmas just around the corner and the area around the cabin being snowed in, escape is impossible. So what will happen? Will the traveler get out? Will he go mad and kill the other or be killed? Or will he join in the sadistic games the stranger plays? None know. Yet.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 11:02 am
ⓣⓗⓔ ⓣⓡⓐⓥⓔⓛⓔⓡ Troy SykesDIA- disappeared in action. He couldn't help but wander off. He got bored for he was too similar to the psychopath. ------------------------------------------------------------- Dr. Anthony Michaels age:: twenty sevenorientation:: Bisexualis a:: sekepersonality:: Anthony is a perv. Always has been and always will be. Anthony is smart, flirtatious, and not afraid to make the first move. But he hides every sexual deed behind a medical term. When he is in the act of performing one mind you.Extras:: several pretty tattoos. And a reddish birthmark on his right thigh.ventriloquist:: billy xXx munchaussen
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 11:07 am
ⓣⓗⓔ ⓚⓘⓓⓝⓐⓟⓟⓔⓡ Taylor Swinger ⓐⓖⓔⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧ twenty three
ⓛⓘⓚⓔⓢⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧGuys, Blood, Not being in control (with sex), watching others being truly scared.
ⓓⓘⓢⓛⓘⓚⓔⓢⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧWomen, Summertime, Cops, Animals
ⓟⓔⓡⓢⓞⓝⓐⓛⓘⓣⓨⓧⓧⓧWhen he was a child his father killed his mother with him in the room, she was tortured and slowly killed and after that his father took the knife on him self, Taylor went through many homes and once he turned 18 he returned to the home his father left him and he hasn't left since. He enjoys scaring people, and occasionally killing them, he kidnaps men that are in the area and he normally rapes them many times before getting bored and killing them.
ⓔⓧⓣⓡⓐⓢⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧtattoos: a dragon on his shoulder, Scar along one hip he received from one of the men he kidnapped, he loves running his hand over the scar to remember what he had done to the man.
ⓣⓗⓔⓜⓔⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧⓧ Dragula - Rob Zombie
ⓥⓔⓝⓣⓡⓘⓛⓞⓠⓤⓘⓢⓣⓧ Angelic_Black
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 12:33 pm
What seems to be the matter dear, why do you cry and shake with fear?
I've only had the best dub me insane.
I am a little more provocative then you might need, it's your shock and then your horror on which I feed.
So can you tell me what exactly does freedom mean, if I'm not free to be as twisted as I wanna be.
My psychotic mentality is so unique
I'm one aggressive mother!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -  Troy cruised along. He was full of himself right then and there, having just scared a man into paying up a grand to his gang for a racing loss. Now, he was merely on his way to the track. He had his pick-up truck windows wide open, despite the chill breeze in the air. How he had managed to get so far from the track was a mystery to him but he had some thirty miles to go. Troy cruised in silence, though music from his stereo blared loudly. Disturbed.
Another mile or so down the road, the shoddy pick-up that served as a tow truck for his race gang sputtered to a stop. Troy tried the key a couple times and found it wouldn't even start. He grabbed a flashlight from somewhere in his back seat and climbed out. He didn't even bother to put a coat on and all he wore was a tee-shirt and jeans. His boots crunched over the light snow on the road as he headed to the front. Propping the hood open, he examined the mechanics with his flashlight. His battery was dead.
Troy knew there was a gas station and garage on the other side of the wood he was now in front of. He had traveled the road many times. With a curse word or two, he slammed the hood and pushed the pick-up off to the side of the road. He locked it up then headed toward the woods.
After maybe twenty minutes of wandering through the wood, he heard footsteps. Many footsteps. Soon, he was overtaken. The flashlight flew from his hand as he was pounced by a hungry wolf. Several others in the pack swarmed around. Troy cracked two in the skull but there was too many. He was bitten and wounded badly. He blacked out, lying on the snowy ground of the wood bleeding.
✖Mr. Sykes✖ The Monster With A ☆Deadly Lust☆It takes a reckless boy, to love a crazy man like me.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 12:44 pm
Taylor Swinger Taylor was not having a good day, he was relaxing when he heard the damn wolves running around the building and out. he grabs his gun and pulls his coat on heading out, he followed their tracks hoping to kill one of the wolves. he came across a dead one and bent down looking at it, he heard them snarling and took aim killing one directly over Troy.
The sound scared the others off and he walked over picking up the wolf and throwing it over his shoulder then he saw the man. he looked him over and smirked. It had been acouple weeks since his last captive died and he had been getting lonely. he grabs the mans hands and pulled him towards the shack stoping only to pick up the fallen flashlight and he puts it in his pocket and begins to walk again. he didnt care that the man was being pulled over rocks and tree roots.
Once he got inside he dropped the dead wolf near the door and pulled the man up lifting him onto the bed in the cell he had in the corner of the building, once he set him down he looked him over. he checked the bite marks and covered the ones that would need it. he pulled off the mans clothes leaving him in boxers only. he pulled a blanket around the passed out man and took the clothes out putting them near the fire as he locks up the cage.
Once he knew that the cage was secure he carried the wolf outside to bleed it out and skin it. He was in a better mood now that he had a new play toy and dinner for the next couple weeks.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 12:54 pm
What seems to be the matter dear, why do you cry and shake with fear?
I've only had the best dub me insane.
I am a little more provocative then you might need, it's your shock and then your horror on which I feed.
So can you tell me what exactly does freedom mean, if I'm not free to be as twisted as I wanna be.
My psychotic mentality is so unique
I'm one aggressive mother!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Troy was unaware he was being dragged along. He was out cold. He never thought he would fall unconscious from blood loss, yet here he was. Near dead from it and bite wounds left by feral animals.
Troy never opened his eyes the whole way back to the shack. Not even when he was undressed and fixed up. Only once he was locked away and left alone for a good ten minutes did his eyes slowly open. Everything was hazy. He felt lost, disoriented, weak. Three things he hated with a passion. Slowly, Troy rubbed his eyes and things came into view. He found himself in a cottage of some sort. Last he remembered, he had been outdoors. And he was patched up in places. Places he didn't like others peeking at unless they had been given permission.
Troy stood quickly, Glancing himself over quickly as his scowl grew angrier and angrier. His hand moved to his back, tracing the old scar he had gotten there from a friend. No ordinary scar either. It was in the shape of a detailed dragon. Nobody saw that unless Troy let them close to him. He paced. Only then it occurred to him he was in a cage of some sort. He stomped quickly to the bars and grabbed them, rattling them violently. He was afraid, which said a lot.
"Get me out!"
He rattled the bars some more before dropping to his knees. Who owned this place? Maybe he had finally been caught for his actions. Maybe this was just a temporary hold until the snow stopped coming down. Was he going to end up in prison? Troy was really afraid but that didn't affect his appearance. He kicked at the bars loudly and leaned back against the wall. Whatever was going on, he wanted an explanation soon.
✖Mr. Sykes✖ The Monster With A ☆Deadly Lust☆It takes a reckless boy, to love a crazy man like me.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 1:01 pm
Taylor Swinger Taylor heard the other move around and rattle the bars yelling to get out. he just smiled finishing the prep for the wolf and he headed inside brushing the snow off as he walks to the cage looking at the man now he was awake, his eyes narrowed. "If you keep that up I will tie your hands and legs to the bed" he smirked and turned wiping the blood off his hands and pulled his coat off.
He put his gun on the desk next to his papers and the video tapes he collected. he was humming as he moved around the place getting everything organized. once he got that done he went and stoked the fire putting some soup over it. he kept glancing at the man he had caged up, he was very happy this capture was a cute man, normally they where average looking and not as interesting. Maybe this man will last more then a month.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 1:15 pm
What seems to be the matter dear, why do you cry and shake with fear?
I've only had the best dub me insane.
I am a little more provocative then you might need, it's your shock and then your horror on which I feed.
So can you tell me what exactly does freedom mean, if I'm not free to be as twisted as I wanna be.
My psychotic mentality is so unique
I'm one aggressive mother!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Troy snarled as the other came in and spoke to him. He wasn't about to be bossed around or kept captive of a nobody. He did feel a little more at ease inside when he realized it wasn't an officer holding him though. And besides, why would an officer strip him?
"Like to see you try."
He said darkly. His eyes wandered the room. He spotted his clothing near a fire place and found himself one thing. He threw his gaze back to the strange man and watched him set whatever items he carried down. Troy's expression darkened.
"What did you do with my Desert Eagle?"
The gun had been a gift to him. From a man in the first gang he had run. But he wouldn't admit that. When asked, he would only declare that the pistol was precious to him. And now he wanted to know where it was.
✖Mr. Sykes✖ The Monster With A ☆Deadly Lust☆It takes a reckless boy, to love a crazy man like me.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 1:32 pm
Taylor Swinger Taylor turned back to the cell, watching him a smirk on his face, he enjoyed a challenge and if that guy was going to fight then it would be better for him. "your gun is safe.. Its a good addition to the other stuff I have..."
He motions to a enclosed shelving that had guns, rings, watches, everything he took from the captives, he also had pictures of the past guys, normally when they where bloodied up from talking back.
He walks over checking the soup he had put on and he put it in a bowl bringing it over to him setting it in the gap of the cage "Eat up i dont want you dieing on me before I have my fun" He didn't care that the man knew what he had in store for him. he went back and grabbed him self some food sitting at his desk to eat it
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 1:43 pm
What seems to be the matter dear, why do you cry and shake with fear?
I've only had the best dub me insane.
I am a little more provocative then you might need, it's your shock and then your horror on which I feed.
So can you tell me what exactly does freedom mean, if I'm not free to be as twisted as I wanna be.
My psychotic mentality is so unique
I'm one aggressive mother!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Troy eyed the bowl set into the cage. He refused to eat it. Though his stomach protested with a growl. His blue eyes remained fixed on the bowl, trying to pick out what sort of soup it was. But that was only making him hungrier. Troy kicked the bowl, spilling soup on the floor as the bowl rolled away.
"I don't need it."
Troy was bitter. He hated being locked up in any sort of way. And he hated when he wasn't in control. If it was his choice, he'd be the one out there with the creep behind bars.
Troy stood. He began pacing back and forth, pausing to scratch his leg. He looked to the cupboard then to the cage door. If only he could get to it. With his Eagle, he could scare the man straight. Not to mention if he had his knife. Behind bars, a knife was useless. Especially when the other was at an awkward angle so throwing it wasn't an option.
Troy leaned on the bars. His bare feet in the hot mess on the floor. One arm was through the bars as he gripped them with his other.
"Let me out....Promise I won't run."
he said with a satanic smirk. The only way he knew how to smile. Troy had been labeled a creeper himself because of it. And of course he was lying. He just didn't want the other to realize he was. Therefore his voice had sounded sincere.
✖Mr. Sykes✖ The Monster With A ☆Deadly Lust☆It takes a reckless boy, to love a crazy man like me.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 2:06 pm
Taylor Swinger Taylor looked over his shoulder watching the bowl fall to the ground and he sighs. he got up slowly and walked over grabbing Troy's hands pulling him against the bars hard. "I do not appreciate you throwing your food don't like that..." he slams Troy's face into the bars and gets something tieing his hands around the bars as he opens a drawer in his desk getting out a long peace of leather.
He didnt want to beat him right away but he felt he had to show the man some manners. he came back opening the cage and grabs his hair pulling his head back so that they where looking at each other "Because of what you did you are going to be punished earlier then I tend to do..." he moves behind Troy pressing Troy's face against the bars as he smacks the inside of Troy's legs knowing that that area was normally soft. He still gripped the mans hair wondering and hoping the man enjoyed some of the stuff Taylor would do.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 2:16 pm
What seems to be the matter dear, why do you cry and shake with fear?
I've only had the best dub me insane.
I am a little more provocative then you might need, it's your shock and then your horror on which I feed.
So can you tell me what exactly does freedom mean, if I'm not free to be as twisted as I wanna be.
My psychotic mentality is so unique
I'm one aggressive mother!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Troy emitted a soft cry of pain when he was yanked against the bars. But he loved it. He had underestimated the male. Though Troy didn't appreciate his hair being tugged and his inner thighs being smacked. He growled. A low terrifying growl, much like a dog before it strikes.
Troy pulled his head away from the other male and swung himself around, using his binding as leverage. He swung himself up and kicked the strange male in the gut. A sickening THWAP of a sound as his bare feet made contact with the man's stomach.
"Don't you dare ******** touch me."
Troy snarled as he leaned against the bars, his hands raised for now they were tied behind his head. He wore a scowl on his face and his blue eyes seemed vacant and cold. He was staring the male down. Even tied up and without weaponry, Troy was a threat.
"Who the ******** are you?"
He asked, staring the man down. He wouldn't do anything until he got some answers. And depending on what those answers were, he could make or break the male.
✖Mr. Sykes✖ The Monster With A ☆Deadly Lust☆It takes a reckless boy, to love a crazy man like me.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 2:24 pm
Taylor Swinger Taylor took a couple steps back gasping for breath as the other kicked him he felt his heart start to race, it exited him that the other was fighting back. "Well I am your master now" he backhands Troy and uses the blanket to tie Troys feet to the bars. He smirked and moved close grabbing Troy's hair lifting his head towards him and he smirked his eyes showing how much he enjoyed it.
"The more you fight back the more I will enjoy hurting you..." he presses Troy to the bars using his body, he was bigger then Troy enough to be able to use his size as an advantage he could feel him self be turned on and he smirks whispering as he forces Troy's head to the side."Now see what you did, you got me all turned on and its only the first day..."he dug his other hand into one of the wolf bites Troy had on his side.
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Posted: Tue Dec 15, 2009 2:41 pm
What seems to be the matter dear, why do you cry and shake with fear?
I've only had the best dub me insane.
I am a little more provocative then you might need, it's your shock and then your horror on which I feed.
So can you tell me what exactly does freedom mean, if I'm not free to be as twisted as I wanna be.
My psychotic mentality is so unique
I'm one aggressive mother!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Troy struggled. He hated being bound even more than he hated being behind bars. Then he was seized and pressed to the bars. He hummed softly as a grin spread across his face. The pain in his side from the man poking at the bite wound only added to it. It felt good. But Troy adored pain.
"You won't get anything out of me."
He purred. Though he was liking this more and more. Very few dared to stand up to him. Troy loved it. He wasn't exactly struggling for the time being. He was merely leaning back against the bars at ease and enjoying the male's touch. But he quickly regained himself. He writhed again, pulling a foot free and kicking the male back once more.
"Don't touch me!"
Troy meant it this time. And he could break free if he really wanted to. After all, the only known thing to keep him tied down for a long period of time was chain. He would pull his hands out of cuffs if the need was there. Even if that meant slicing his wrists.
"You never answered my question, rat."
Troy snarled. He could move if he wanted to. Being very acrobatic, he got through life by climbing and dodging. And living time on the streets gave him a sense of how to survive. He could only imagine what would happen if this scum found out about his wealth. He said nothing. Just watched the man for the time being.
✖Mr. Sykes✖ The Monster With A ☆Deadly Lust☆It takes a reckless boy, to love a crazy man like me.
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