[ there's a muffled groan/shriek, and he struggles fruitlessly as you carve through his trousers to peel a hunk of skin and muscle out of his leg. blood pools in the wound, and soaks the fabric around it a dark red; in contrast, his complexion has gone white as a sheet. ]
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[ he hums, an evident sort of delight in his eyes as he looks up towards the man's face -- before he slides the sliced-off chunk into his mouth, closing his eyes, briefly with a groan of satisfaction. as if he was really just eating a really good meal, because, well, it's been a while. ]
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the man was terrified before, but he's maybe just a few degrees from passing out from fear, now—now that he really, really knows that you're not kidding.
he struggles, to no avail, making a high-pitched whining noise; stiff victorian clothes don't have a whole lot of give to slip arms out of ties. ]
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whoops! still can't talk!
also the words he would say would probably suck, so: this is also a mercy. ]
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Truly, you should be grateful for my consideration.
[ is there anything sharp nearby that isn't alcohol bottles. is he going to have to do this the hard way ]
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which he uses to stab the other man in the thigh, then slice up, slowly carving a neat little chunk out of him. ]
Re: CW that good 'ol historical racism and ALSO the sexism also I'm adding in cannibalism
Re: CW that good 'ol historical racism and ALSO the sexism also I'm adding in cannibalism
Re: CW that good 'ol historical racism and ALSO the sexism also I'm adding in cannibalism
the man was terrified before, but he's maybe just a few degrees from passing out from fear, now—now that he really, really knows that you're not kidding.
he struggles, to no avail, making a high-pitched whining noise; stiff victorian clothes don't have a whole lot of give to slip arms out of ties. ]