(repost. and the accent is a great idea)
Six chuckled quietly. "That's a lot of big words for a little girl like you, I'm impressed." He leaned over her, and his head suddenly changed, morphing from a normal, if creepy, man's head to a large wolf's head, all slavering jaws and razor teeth. He was drooling over her, his saliva dripping into her face, and where it touched, it burned, sizzling like acid.
"But I can show you really undesirable…" he snarled, his breath smelling of blood and death.
Just as quickly as it started, it was over, and he was simply smiling over her again. The only sign it had been real, and not a mass hallucination, was the acidic saliva burning into her face.
He checked her restraints, making sure they were all secure, before selecting from his tools. He largely ignored the others, just enjoying the horrified reactions.
(There. think that leaves leeway for you to just repost yours as well. If you have it still )
(Thumbs-up, grin. I’ll read your post real quick then figure it all out)
(There we go, grin)
(A thought I had- What if Ōn’nyosh, being from centuries previous, has an accent? He doesn’t realize it, but he sounds strange to the others. Eh?)
Ōn’nyosh didn’t understand some of Six’s words, but he did understand that it was some kind of drug he was injecting into the woman, and likely not the good kind.
“You fucking piss-blooded, fur-faced fuck! Take your wings and shove them up your fucking ass! We don’t need your damned magic and alchemical bullshit!”he howled.
When Joy spoke up, he couldn’t help pausing, impressed by the creativity of the woman on the table. He didn’t know many folk with a similar tongue to his own, and he knew many people. Or… did, at least.
(That would be interesting!)
Joy snorts, galring at the man, not even flinching at anything, not cringing, not shrinking away.
She wouldn't give him the satisfaction. Not at all.
"You're already undesirable, why would you need to make yourself even more so, twigfuck?" she replies with a smirk.
She looks at On'nyosh out of the corner of her eye.
"And as for you, well, I don't even know you; stop trying to speak up for me, I don't need a scaly man to keep me comfort."
Six nods at her, smiling.
"Faking stoicism. Good to see some people still have a sense of what the truly macabre is."
He proceeded to spit into both of her eyes, the acid immediately blinding her. "Since you find me so hideous, you no longer have to see me."
He then stuck a blade in her arm, just below her deltoid, and began slowly and methodically skinning her arm, just taking the skin off in layers, revealing what small amount of muscle she had beneath it.
"See, the really fun part is trying to get the muscles to bind to new bone."
Ōn’nyosh snorted, chuckling and shaking his head.
“Woman, I have a general respect for all women. And, you appear to have no fucking idea what this fur-faced fuckhead is. I do, and his particular ilk are called ‘Piss-Bloods’ for a fucking reason. Goddamn sorcerers that think they’re equals of the idiot gods! Or, more literally, that the gods have pissed their divine urine into their blood, thus making them ‘children of the gods’!”Ōn’nyosh hissed, spitting at Six again in pure contempt.
He glared evilly at Six as the magician starting carving into Joy. Without realizing it, he started pulling at his hair with shaking, rage-filled hands, the pain not fazing him in the least.
Six chuckled at On'nyosh's assumptions. The Jester was wrong, but there was no point in correcting his delusions, especially when he was irritating Joy by continuing to run his mouth.
Joy takes a breath as rain rockets through her, not showing anything still.
"Lizard, I swear to God, if you do not shut up, as soon as I am out of here I am tossing you off a cliff." she snarls.
She's barely keeping herself from screaming or yelping as Six destroys her arms.
Ōn’nyosh heard Six’s chuckle and huffed.
“What, you fucking shit pan? Your god complex deciding to mock the ‘poor, defenseless jester in a cage’. Fuck off! I’ve met enough of your fucking hypocritical, delusional, ass-brained son of a bitch siblings! I don’t fucking care for your bullshit! It’s always the same twisted shit anyway!”he snarled.
He snorted at the woman’s words.
“Fuck the gods, woman! I insult them at every chance I get. And, you can fucking try to throw me off a cliff. Many have tried to get rid of me, and all have failed.”
Joy snorts at On'nyosh's words.
He was clearly from somewhere other than earth, but that's about all she knew.
"I think you'll find that I'm not 'many', I'm me."
Six chuckled louder as the Jester's outrage grew. He kept the vacant smile on his face, despite the fact that Joy could no longer see. "Lizard, as you've called him, seems to have taken a liking to you. How sweet."
Her sharp intake of breath had been all he needed to know that A, there wasn't more to this girl than met the eye, and B, her nerves were still intact. Very important if she wanted the wings functional.
He came down to the hand, and skinned it, the small digits making it slow work. If she moved, he'd snap her fingers off, since they no longer served a purpose. Though there's no sense in telling her that.
“Well, if you’re so special, then gut this fucking prick! I’d do it myself, maybe even strangle the bastard with my hair too, but I’m behind bars. Besides, I’d really like to see you try and get rid of me,”Ōn’nyosh retorted. There was a flirtatious hint in his voice, even through his anger.
He hissed at Six, which was saying something about how pissed off he was. His race only hissed with extreme emotions.
“Fuck off, Shit-In-Fur! If you want to cast a fucking spell, then I’ve got some fucking hair for you!”he snapped, holding up a hand full of torn silver hair.
Six moved from chuckling to laughing outright this time. "If I'd known you would all be so entertaining to listen to, I'd have left the sound on from the get go."
“Well, thank you, you fucking attention whore asshole. I’d sing you a limerick, but I’d rather fucking shove a pike up your ass, and I don’t care if it’s the fish or the weapon,”Ōn’nyosh huffed.
(Not gonna lie, the fish or weapon line would have actually cracked me up XD )
Joy snorts.
"If he's taken a liking to me I need to keep him as far away as possible. He's definitely not my type." she states.
"And I would. . . if I had a knife to gut this pig with. And I can get rid of anybody with enough effort. Just ask Ezra." she snaps in response.
"Why don't all of you just shut the fuck up?!" Jenna shouted.
Joy sighs.
"The only thing keeping me from screaming in pain is talking, Jenna. So no, I won't just shut the fuck up."
Six glanced over his shoulder at Jenna, cringing and screaming in her cage. He'd need to be gentle with that one, if she was going to retain her mind.
He went back to his work. "Likely the thing keeping you from screaming the most is the mild neuron dampening effect that comes from having the nerves removed from skin, but by all means, keep talking."
"Oh, no, this fucking hurts like a bitch, but it's mostly actually spite keeping me from screaming out in pain." Joy growls.
"Whatever you need to tell yourself, little one, you go right ahead." Six said gently, his voice honey smooth.
He was currently slowly cutting the bones of her fingers out of their skin sockets, slicing the joints and removing them one by one, and her continuing to talk to him was helping him focus.
Joy feels the bones being pulled away and winces.
"Take your time, why don't ya. It's not like I can go anywhere." she says sarcastically.
“We’ll see about that, won’t we?”Ōn’nyosh chuckled.
“You don’t need a knife! Use your fucking body, woman! I’ve met women half your damn size that can choke a fucking giant, and it doesn’t matter if they’re using their hands or their legs or their mind. You, women, are born with the ability to create and destroy at but a whim. You only need put the effort into it,”Ōn’nyosh called, reveling in his descriptions.
He turned at Jenna’s yell.
“Fuck off! I make a living off of my foul tongue, so you’re just going to have to deal with me,”he huffed.
He turned back to Joy, wincing at the sight. When he got out, he was going to mangle the fucking magician with his bare hands.
