Apr 4, 2019 10:06 pm
OOC:
Here is the concept for my character.[ +- ] Possibly NSFW
One-by-one they brought them out, looking them over and testing them for some criteria none of them could understand. Girl number one tested: BAM. Three left. Girl number two tested: BAM! Two remaining. Girl number three tested: BAM!!! The gunshots grew closer and closer to Allison, who wasn't sure if she wanted to pass their tests or be released from whatever torment came next. Girl number four tested: Allison...
They must have seen something in her, but Allison wish she hadn't. For four nights she lived through hell that she could only have dreamt up in her worst nightmares. On the fifth night, she was brought out of whatever confinement they had kept her in. She screamed as the ritual began, feeling every cut of the knife as she was prepared for some dark ritual. Then she heard it. As the black abyss approached her, promising her relief from her pain, she heard the voice. Dark and smooth like a shadow finding the will to speak.
It offered her release, but also vengeance. It promised that none who had hurt her would survive this night, and that they would feel the pain that they had inflicted on her tenfold. Torment had twisted her mind, and she accepted. Allison Creed was given peace that night, her spirit passed on as a dark presence filled her empty body. The masked men cheered as their summoning had been a success. The cheers turned to screams of agony, and cries of anguish as the entity fulfilled its bargain. No mortals survived that night in the woods.
They must have seen something in her, but Allison wish she hadn't. For four nights she lived through hell that she could only have dreamt up in her worst nightmares. On the fifth night, she was brought out of whatever confinement they had kept her in. She screamed as the ritual began, feeling every cut of the knife as she was prepared for some dark ritual. Then she heard it. As the black abyss approached her, promising her relief from her pain, she heard the voice. Dark and smooth like a shadow finding the will to speak.
It offered her release, but also vengeance. It promised that none who had hurt her would survive this night, and that they would feel the pain that they had inflicted on her tenfold. Torment had twisted her mind, and she accepted. Allison Creed was given peace that night, her spirit passed on as a dark presence filled her empty body. The masked men cheered as their summoning had been a success. The cheers turned to screams of agony, and cries of anguish as the entity fulfilled its bargain. No mortals survived that night in the woods.
No connection had yet been made between Allison and the four girls who went missing recently.