Firefly Mafia Round 3 - Sk Kill - Stripped

Niska's Space Station :: Mid Deck, Maintenance :: SK
Everything is different now. There is darkness here, the seedy underbelly of man. My shadow stalks me, my failure, my worthlessness. Skin tight. Suffocating. The ship is to be our prison, but I am no caged beast, no slave to the serene.

This one feels it too, the need to escape. I have but to follow her, and she leads me outward, to salvation. I too seek truth, and we will find it. Together. The carbon wire wraps snugly about her throat, and pulls her into a nearby hollow. She passes out; I close the door behind us with an empty click.

We are alone.

She is everything to me, this one. So precious, so necessary, so conscious of the fact that I am removing her skin. She screams into the greased rag that fills her mouth, and the twisting of her body makes it difficult to drag the blade evenly across her, but I persevere.

Her eyes are wide, frightened, then impossibly empty, leaving me wanting, and lonely. The elemental rage that builds inside of me consumes my senses. My response is visceral, immediate, her blood splashing over my fingertips like a warm glove. I leave her face a broken mass of teeth and bone.

Envy washes over me, and then passes. My scars will surface, in time. I gather up the strips of carved flesh and place them neatly in my pack. When we return here, with the others, and harvest this place. When these halls are filled with blood and terror, a part of her will walk with me, always. Brenda Taylor, the unbeliever.

I feel them coming, ever closer. This marks the beginning of the end.

Rasberry 16 years ago
Niska's Space Station :: Mid Deck, Maintenance :: SK
Everything is different now. There is darkness here, the seedy underbelly of man. My shadow stalks me, my failure, my worthlessness. Skin tight. Suffocating. The ship is to be our prison, but I am no caged beast, no slave to the serene.

This one feels it too, the need to escape. I have but to follow her, and she leads me outward, to salvation. I too seek truth, and we will find it. Together. The carbon wire wraps snugly about her throat, and pulls her into a nearby hollow. She passes out; I close the door behind us with an empty click.

We are alone.

She is everything to me, this one. So precious, so necessary, so conscious of the fact that I am removing her skin. She screams into the greased rag that fills her mouth, and the twisting of her body makes it difficult to drag the blade evenly across her, but I persevere.

Her eyes are wide, frightened, then impossibly empty, leaving me wanting, and lonely. The elemental rage that builds inside of me consumes my senses. My response is visceral, immediate, her blood splashing over my fingertips like a warm glove. I leave her face a broken mass of teeth and bone.

Envy washes over me, and then passes. My scars will surface, in time. I gather up the strips of carved flesh and place them neatly in my pack. When we return here, with the others, and harvest this place. When these halls are filled with blood and terror, a part of her will walk with me, always. Brenda Taylor, the unbeliever.

I feel them coming, ever closer. This marks the beginning of the end.
pooka 16 years ago
You misogynistic pig, why do you always kill women?
pooka 16 years ago
You misogynistic pig, why do you always kill women?
duexe 16 years ago
Marko surveys the bloody scene. Albeit a hardened individual, he can’t hide the disgust at the sight.

“Not even” he mutters…

An eerie calm descends upon him as he feels a sense of renewed purpose.

“You better take me out next Reaver, ‘cause I’m out to arrange your meeting with the maker….”

“..or die trying..”
duexe 16 years ago
Marko surveys the bloody scene. Albeit a hardened individual, he can’t hide the disgust at the sight.

“Not even” he mutters…

An eerie calm descends upon him as he feels a sense of renewed purpose.

“You better take me out next Reaver, ‘cause I’m out to arrange your meeting with the maker….”

“..or die trying..”
Cobert 16 years ago
pooka
You misogynistic pig, why do you always kill women?


This quote made it worth everything.
Cobert 16 years ago
pooka
You misogynistic pig, why do you always kill women?


This quote made it worth everything.
Mai 16 years ago
You're an evil bastard!
Mai 16 years ago
You're an evil bastard!
pooka 16 years ago
I don't get it. And, I guess Ras wrote the death scenes anyway.
pooka 16 years ago
I don't get it. And, I guess Ras wrote the death scenes anyway.