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"Father, I refuse to wear this."
The elder man pretended not to hear and shifted his head.
"I guess I have no say in the matter, seeing as how you never cared-"
"That's enough."
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She pranced around the horse-stall, smiling at the horses and petting them. They swished their tails happily. Her long blonde hair, parted to one side, bounced with her stride and her bright blue eyes seemed to emit their own light. She glided back towards her mother.
"Thank you, Ma," she began, "for letting me stay with you. I wasn't doing too well in town, and I figured that you'd want more company."
"Well, I'm a rather old woman now and you don't need worry about me. Without your Pa around, things are much harder."
Her smile turned into one of concern. "I can't believe you haven't gotten help."
"Well, I've got it now, don't I?" The woman, also blonde, snickered. "I hope you're ready for what I put you up to."
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He spun around, a beyond angry look on his face. He stopped spinning and looked at his horrid attire; A light blue, golden, and white dress with puffy off-the-shoulder sleeves and a glove on his left hand, gripping the right glove and twisting it with irritation.
"Like the daughter I never had!" his father replied.
"I should say so. I haven't the chest to fill this out, and I doubt I make a presentable woman at all. You're a twisted, horrible man, and I hate you."
"Watch your mouth! I raised you all twenty years of your life and you should be thankful. I hoped, prayed for a daughter and what do I get? A whining, crying, complaining, selfish boy." He sighed. "If your mother would let me, I wouldn't have named you Sasori. Something more elegant, perhaps, like-"
"I've had enough. Father, every day I pretend to be your daughter. I pretend to enjoy receiving frilly new clothes and jewelry from all the rats that believe I'm to be their wife. I've decided that I'm going to sail to the wild West."
"So be it!" Sasori's father roared. "You'll learn from your mistakes!"
"Yes, I shall." Sasori turned and stormed out of the hall.
The elder man pretended not to hear and shifted his head.
"I guess I have no say in the matter, seeing as how you never cared-"
"That's enough."
---
She pranced around the horse-stall, smiling at the horses and petting them. They swished their tails happily. Her long blonde hair, parted to one side, bounced with her stride and her bright blue eyes seemed to emit their own light. She glided back towards her mother.
"Thank you, Ma," she began, "for letting me stay with you. I wasn't doing too well in town, and I figured that you'd want more company."
"Well, I'm a rather old woman now and you don't need worry about me. Without your Pa around, things are much harder."
Her smile turned into one of concern. "I can't believe you haven't gotten help."
"Well, I've got it now, don't I?" The woman, also blonde, snickered. "I hope you're ready for what I put you up to."
---
He spun around, a beyond angry look on his face. He stopped spinning and looked at his horrid attire; A light blue, golden, and white dress with puffy off-the-shoulder sleeves and a glove on his left hand, gripping the right glove and twisting it with irritation.
"Like the daughter I never had!" his father replied.
"I should say so. I haven't the chest to fill this out, and I doubt I make a presentable woman at all. You're a twisted, horrible man, and I hate you."
"Watch your mouth! I raised you all twenty years of your life and you should be thankful. I hoped, prayed for a daughter and what do I get? A whining, crying, complaining, selfish boy." He sighed. "If your mother would let me, I wouldn't have named you Sasori. Something more elegant, perhaps, like-"
"I've had enough. Father, every day I pretend to be your daughter. I pretend to enjoy receiving frilly new clothes and jewelry from all the rats that believe I'm to be their wife. I've decided that I'm going to sail to the wild West."
"So be it!" Sasori's father roared. "You'll learn from your mistakes!"
"Yes, I shall." Sasori turned and stormed out of the hall.
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Monologue - Torture
There are 206 bones in the human body. 8 pints of blood, 24 ribs, and 21 feet of intestine. So much to play with, so little time.
The ribs, are the easiest to start with, of course. they take so little pressure. A foot on the ribcage and the lungs are crushed, a moment of weak pain, the breathing...stinted. More pressure, and the oxygen levels decrease, the eyes dim, the lungs burn in longing... and the heaviness on the chest becomes so... unbearable. Bone grates against panting organs and then as weakness overcomes the body there comes the irresistable snap, muffled under layers of tissue. Searing pain as muscle parts from melded bone, the
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Torture
Supported by the cold wall
Weakly he slumps back
Pressed against his bare flesh
Hanging his head in the black
Quivering as his mind aches
His withering figure collapses
A skeletal ball on the hard floor
As his every thought elapses
Alone and never acknowledged
Slowly deceasing, rotting away
In the midst of not knowing
About the outside in any way
Locked away from everything
The anguish and pain cascading
As his mind caves in on itself
Tears of tortured pain escaping
Freely flowing he trembles
Weak and small in the dark
He crawls slowly on the floor
Scraping a bleeding fresh mark
Sobs fill the dead silence around
A tear s
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Torture Chamber
Torture Chamber
The door is pulled open,
a man walks inside,
horror comes over his face
as the evil assaults his eyes.
The ceiling, floor, and walls,
all covered in so much blood,
rotting corpses in the corner
decaying into mud.
Chains are hung about the room
in which victims surely died,
rotting limbs still hung cuffed,
with no body to reside.
A body on the table
in the middle of the room,
her stomach is sliced open,
a burned baby in her womb.
The man looked up to see a cage
hanging from above,
a body in barbed wire
that once caused raining blood.
Malicious crimes occurred here
and no mercy ever gave,
to the victims to
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