Confrontation (2)
I activated the
We arrived at the old farmhouse, I didn't have time to change it, but it's a good experiment to know how far I can change the world while being activated.
I dramatically descended in front of junior that was tied on the same spot as his fellow accomplice was sitting a day before.
As I landed with a pair of black feathers wings attached at my back with an all black suit on me I said to him "Welcome welcome to my tiny world, I hope you enjoy here! I'm her-"
"WHERE THE FUCK I AM??!! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?! WHAT HELL DO YOU WANT?!"
Apparently, the gag was too lose and he managed to shout so loud, I wish I could stitch his mouth. Could I? No, I can't harm him in any way, even if it was a tinny little pickle here and there it stills consider physical harm.
I made the best next thing, I made a horse gag appear and replace his old cloth gag.
I smiled and said "Now as I was saying, I'm here to help you became a good role citizen! Congratulations!" Sounds of trumpets began to sound around us he looked around in panic "Don't bother looking little one! This is my world and I can make anything happen here...Anything and everything hahahahaHAAHHAAHAHH"
I began to laugh like a maniac and said "Did I ever tell you what the definition of insanity is? Insanity is doing the exact... same fucking thing... over and over again expecting... shit to change... THAT. IS. CRAZY. The first time somebody told me that, I dunno, I thought they were bullshitting me, so, I shot him. The thing is... He was right. And then I started seeing, everywhere I looked, everywhere I looked all these fucking pricks, everywhere I looked, doing the exact same fucking thing... over and over and over and over again thinking 'this time is gonna be different' no, no, no, please... This time is gonna be different, I'm sorry, I don't like... The way... " I violently punched the wall next of Junior and grabbed a combat knife that I made appear from the thin air and put next to his neck and continued " ... you are looking at me... Okay, Do you have a fucking problem in your head, do you think I am bullshitting you, do you think I am lying? FUCK YOU! Okay? FUCK YOU!... It's okay, man. I'm gonna chill, hermano. I'm gonna chill... The thing is... Alright, the thing is... I killed you once already... and it's not like I am fucking crazy. It's okay... It's like water under the bridge. Did I ever tell you the definition... of insanity?"
I was having a mental laugh and dancing like a child, I could finally use the line I memorized so much from my favorite villain Vass from Far Cry 3. I loved so much that character that I even dressed as him on a comic-con. It was AMAZING!
Back to Junior, he was terrified and a little confused about that I killed him once already, So I made a light turn on and an exact replica on him barely recognizable with all of the nasty wounds was sitting on a surgery table.
He peed himself and looked at me with TRUE horror, oh shit I could get addicted to this feeling. To be him have him at my mercy and beg to the torment to end, only to suffer as I please.
As a good character said "The torture is not for the victim, is for the torturer"
Sadly waterboarding doesn't work when the people just want to end and tell all lies to end the suffering. I need to make a good game.
I had a good idea! I can make this work this way!
I cracked my fingers in front of our dearly Junior and said "HEY HEY! I HAVE AN EXCELLENT IDEA!!!! WAIT A BIT!"
I took an employee contract and began writing while looking at my shoulders at Junior ar laugh quietly to build up stress and anxiety.
After a few minutes, I presented my masterpiece and made a pristine white table with a golden pen appear in front of him and said "Look Junior! This is a contract between us pals! DON'T YOU SEE ME AS A PAL??" He quickly nodded as his life was depending on that answer, I let a fake relief breath and said "Uff I thought there for a second that you didn't like me! That would be PRETTY bad for us! You could have hurt my feeling and I would have to hurt you to be equals!" He opened his eyes wide and shook his head like saying "NO PLEASE NO!" I nodded and said "As I was saying, this contract is kind like a stick and carrot thingy. You tell ME the truth about my question and you would get the best feeling of your life for 1 second. The time lengths if you answer the questions with more details and better overall, the contract is on the charge of dealing with that. BUT!! If you answer with a lie, you are going to experience pain deep inside the core of your mind. Mental health is an import thing! I wouldn't want to mess around with that If I were you PAL! Obviously more lies equally more pain, and more elaborated lies evolved more lasting pain. Think for a while!"
I dissolved all the binds and the gag with a wave of my hand and stayed on the same spot.
I made an expression as I hit my head that made me bleed, not really but like a visual effect, and while I was bleeding and the blood was dripping from my forehead I said to him "I ALMOST FORGOT! HOW SILLY! After this interrogation ends you are going to forget about this and remember a tragic event that turned your life around for good, you only remember that if you do good actions to people in need, especially with kids you are going to have this excellent sensation for 1 second, more people involved equals more seconds! And you have to do a weekly report about all the kids and people, and take special attention with kids with special talents or intelligence. BUT! If you do a bad action you are going to have an increment of mental pain, that only alleviates if you do 10 good actions. If you passed the 3 bad actions is GAME OVER! You are going to search for me, a number will show up on your mind when the time is right, and plead or wait for your increasing pain until you became a moron!"
He was shaking after he was hearing me, clearly hesitating to sign or not. I made the blood devils appear again and said "Sure, you can sign now or after our little session, I'm not in the hurry! I made a new toy that I'm eager to try!"
I showed him a giant bronze bull that appeared when I clapped my hands on a pedestal on the right of me and said "This little thing is a beauty, you can put some nasty kid inside, put a slow fire underneath it and cook him slowly! Don't worry, I can heal you in my world and repeat as many times as you like!"
He shocked his head side to side and quickly sign the contract but didn't speak like a good kid and I said "Excellent! I will now tell you what information I have about you guys and you will fill the holes in the story right???!"
He nodded and I smiled and said "I like you a lot you know that PAL?! Okay, but before we start let me ask you an easy question. What is your complete name and date of birth?"
He quickly said "I'm Matthew Jr Thompson! My birthday is 12/05/1990!"
After he said that he froze and made the sincerest smile I saw in my life, shit what kind of sensation was that? After 2 seconds the smile was gone and he woke up and shouted "WHYY??!! WHY IT ENDED?!! IT WAS SO GOOOD BETTER THAN FOOD AND SEX COMBINED!!" Shit, I need to try that...Thinking it better, it was not a good idea, something that good is gonna be addictive as hell and make you longing that sensation all day long.
I made a calm smile even when thinking about that stuff and said: "Now you know how good it felt, imagine the complete opposite if you lie!" I keep silent while he remembers the sensation just experience and imagines the complete opposite...Oh there it is, the true horror face, I really like this part of my job.
I then continued "So now I will tell you all the information I got about you guys and then you have to tell me what is true to your knowledge, what is missing and if you really don't know something you can say that and earn the same truth points! How generous right? So now I will tell you all about you guys... It all started with Emily and..."
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After he was hearing my story he stopped me several times telling me that from that part and that part was the truth, or didn't know, or added a small detail or two. Overall he knew less about the fiscal part of the deal and only knew a couple more personal thing about the gang leader and the lockpick guy that I could use. To punish them later.
Why didn't I mind fucked him like the last guy? Well, I thought about it, and they only TRIED to steal me. But didn't harm anyone. And I thought the last guy was basically in a straight road to living a normal life. But I didn't like that alternative that much, only a couple of nightmares and that's all? Too easy.
Better to have them live to search for hidden gems on orphanages to add to my future personal and have them actively helping the community and also being addictive to this sensation will make them more eager and more mindful. Sure I could force them in some way, but there is a difference to have someone ordered to do something that someone doing it because they LIKE to do it.
This was their repayment for wasting my precious time, being my agents in the orphanages and making a better community while being addictive and always be under my control.
Besides in a tiny clause that I put on the bottom of the contract said "Fergal Parker has the authoritative to manually deal the good and bad sensation as he pleases"
So if someone tried to flee and do good things outside my reach I could simply turn him in a moron eventually.
I ended the
Lee was looking at me while he opened the door and notice his clothes still nice and clean. And then looked at the guy the same as he was when he left him but with a confused face.
So then he said "Are you sure boss that is done? It wasn't even half an hour I only heard snores inside, you want help?"
I shocked my head quickly and made a small smile while I said "He's done. Leave him tied and control him to not flee. Let's start with our next guest, shall we?"
Lee confused and a little scared. He was scared because he's a veteran but an instinct feeling was telling him that this young little guy was dangerous, and now is at his worst. Like a hunter playing with a prey at their mercy and with bloodlust ready to eat, but not quite decided how to do it.
He opened the second door to his boss and sat outside the door keeping his ears and eyes ready for any trouble.