.:-Post Mortem-:. (Open/Full)

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In Life he had been tough, tougher than most- and took pride in his strength every day either to help those close to him or inflict fear on his enemies. Here he was less than weak, pathetic was a closer word to describe him. He'd been one of the last to die on that train, so far as he could tell through the blurred vision, and his last moments had been spent in silence for fear of crying. Unfortunately Reelo was slowly growing closer to no longer fearing shame, he constant animal like yelling and screaming only serving as fuel for his tormentor. At least the demon seemed intent on simply beating him in a human fashion, there were worse things in this place and he was well aware of that. For whatever reason, it had been brief today and before he could even feel the swelling in his mid section, the creature was on its way. "....S-sorry...." He called weakly, though he said nothing else for a while, simply twitching in pain But eventually he craned his neck slowly towards the closest woman, and then another. "A-almost... jannah...Heaven, whatever." There was no humor in his tone as he had originally intended, but something about torture made his outlook bleak. They were all women, as far as he could tell through his swollen left eye. One of them looked vaguely familiar to him, the Asian female with the long black hair- had she been on the train too? He couldn't say for sure... but it wouldn't hurt to ask. "Sorry...about that...are you..do I know any of you?"  

[Pichipai-hime]

:: Haruka Nagashima ::

Haruka lowered her gaze as another female voice was vying for her attention. The child prodigy listened to her question and thought of an answer, making certain that she would not be as realstic enough to forget and lose her deceasing hope. "Protestant or Christian works fine... I think this is a trial... From what I read in the bible, Jesus under went trials before reaching heaven. This may be mine."

The medical school student or she would be if she were alive, bit back reciting a verse which she had memorised. The entire bible was in the prodigy's head because of her blessing and curse of her photographic memory. The crash and the tortures were always fresh in her young mind, driving her mad.

She kept quiet as the older woman who used her demon for sport, summoned him to her cell. The Japanese girl regretted into the comfort of a corner, blocking out whatever game they were playing next with more prayers. I will not be broken... There is nothing worse than death... Haruka coaxed herself.

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Marianna Vincent

Marianna looked over at the man who had spoken, eager to see if his was a familiar face, but her hopes were dashed almost at once. She shook her head and spoke up. "I'm pretty sure we're all strangers, sir... And I'm also pretty sure the demons did that on purpose, as a familiar face might be too much comfort in a place like this..."

She glanced at the Protestant girl and shook her head in disagreement at the girl's statement. She'd been raised Protestant, even though she'd never truly believed in it or anything involving the afterlife. But she did remember her pastor teaching that Jesus had undergone those trials so that his followers wouldn't have to.

However, Marianna decided against bringing up that point. What good would it do? It might only serve to dash the hopes of an otherwise hopeless girl.

She stiffened as her cell darkened so she couldn't see a thing. That was always a signal of the coming of her demon, Lucifer, who had asked she call him Luci. Marianna huddled into the farthest corner of her cell, quivering in terror. "No... Please..."

Even though she couldn't see anymore, Marianna heard the other prisoner's cell doors swing open at the same time as hers. Five demons walked uniformly into the cells of their captives, and all spoke as one.

"Your orientation is over. Your sentence begins now." Marianna flinched violently when she felt Lucifer's hands on her, but went still in confusion when she felt him unchaining her. He gripped her by the hair and forced her to look into his glowing red eyes. "You are too curious for your own good, human child," he hissed.

With that, Lucifer shifted his grip to her wrist and half led, half dragged her out of her cell and down a narrow hallway. She could see the others now, being led along by their demons, all in varying degrees of willingness. Some were being dragged, some went along cheerfully, and others stumbled along in a confused state like Marianna.

'Where are they taking us? And what did they mean by "Orientation"? Oh, hell... Does this mean that there's something worse than what's happened so far?!' One of Marianna's questions was answered fairly quickly; the five prisoners were deposited into a small room, about twenty feet square. Once they were all inside, all the demons left. Marianna tried the door; of course it was locked.

She turned to her fellow prisoners and shrugged. "Anybody else have a clue as to what's going on?"

 

[Pichipai-hime]

While everyone were escorted out of their individual cells, Haruka was blindfolded. Without her eyes, no photographic memory or any idea where she was or how to get back. Furfur had abused her memory, trying new things everyday knowing for years they were fresh in her mind. This had always been her own personal hell!

She remained in a corner where she started to think and plan in her mind once she could see. Her nose and ears were useless with everyone's breathing echoing in the giant cell and the screaming in her head. She lifted her head to look at the French woman who was taking this in stride. They were opposite thinkers. After someoone else spoke their name, Haruka's came out in a hushed tone. "I'm Haruka Nagashima... My older sister called me Haru." The word in past tensed stung the young medica student.  

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"n-no...." the worst part about his tormentor was not the creative ways he managed to humiliate and beat the youth but rather the fact that the demon didn't speak... At all. Reelo didn't even know his name, though he had taken to calling him Kane. It seemed fitting enough. When all of the demons appeared at the same time, Reelo had considered trying to bolt out of his cage and run, Kane must have sensed this because the demon spread his form wide preventing any means of ducking or slipping away. And then, before Reelo could think or hide, the creature swpet his feet from under him and dragged the male along by his ankle, ignoring all of his protested and thrashing. "I've had enough! Let me go!" he tried to kick at the Demon and was rewarded when he was flung across the room and into a large holding facility with the women from before. He stared back at Kane a moment and then crawled his way into a vacant corner, pulling his knees into his chest and folding his arms limply over them. When one of them attempted conversation, Reelo wasn't the first to jump in- the only sound escaping him being a light whine and a rambling whisper. "this isnt real.. I did what I supposed to... It's.. A nightmare, I'm still alive.. Hospital maybe... But this isn't death.."  

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Marianna Vincent

Marianna looked over at the nearly incoherent male with a somewhat pitying expression, but responded to Xombie's question automatically. "Marianna Vincent... My nickname is Ri." She looked over at the door again nervously. She didn't like confined spaces, and the fact that nothing had happened yet was beginning to make her paranoid. Whatever the demons were planning, she wished they would just hurry up and get it over with already...

 

[XxXxFortexXxX]

Reelo had still been mumbling to himself when that freakish woman from before- the only one who seemed relatively content with being here decided to offer him some sort of emotional support. At first he seemed perfectly willing to accept anything close to a gentle touch, but after no more than a minute he, very carefully so as not to insult her- removed her hand and stood, crossing his arms over his chest and diverting his eyes to the floor absently. As completely vein as it was, he refused to be the first to break amongst the group as if it even mattered At this point. Reelo repeated the names in his head a few times in case they were important later and then figured he might as well play along- they were all stuck. "my name is Reelo watt... Just Reelo is fine... Anyone know why we're getting the special treatment?"  

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Marianna Vincent

Marianna watched and listened as the others shifted and occasionally spoke. Oddly enough, she wasn't even surprised by the appearance of the lioness. This place was in their minds (or what was left of them), after all. Their bodies weren't actually bodies... Obviously, otherwise their wounds wouldn't have healed so quickly. Marianna looked down at her hands, which had been covered in burns only a few hours ago, and saw that they were smooth and white again, seeming to confirm her theory. Pain was a mental reaction, after all... That would explain why physical torture worked here.

She looked over at the man who called himself Reelo and shook her head. "I don't know... Can't be anything good, though..." She shifted as the metal floor beneath her feet began to feel hot. Marianna looked down at it and her eyes widened in horror. The silver metal was turning deep red with heat, and getting brighter all the time. "Oh, s**t..." she whimpered, backing against a wall only to find that it, too, was growing warm. "No... No..."

 

[Pichipai-hime]

(Maybe I`m just stupid today but II`m confused on what to post/going on. And sorry for an ooc...)