(Warning! Implications of suicide!)
Although the tangible, undeniable proof was right there in front of her, Annette still couldn’t believe what she was looking at. The sight was so incredible, it led to her dropping the hunting knife.
“No way…” Was all she could whisper. The Builder tilted their head, and raised an eyebrow. They seemed rather amused at her bewildered reaction.
“Oh, come on! It ain’t that shocking! You see them all the time!” They said before grabbing hold of Annette’s wrists, and pulling her closer to them. Continue Reading
“Come on now, Ox-Head,” The Builder said while tapping their knife under the corpse’s chin, “No need to look so cross.”
They then proceeded to laugh uproariously at their own terrible pun. They didn’t remember how long Annette had been gone. Time had no place in their domain.
After some more guffawing, The Builder was then blighted from a sharp pang of hurting in their body. Immediately, their hands went to the offending area.
Breathing a sigh of relief from her evasion attempt, Annette traversed the hall that was now becoming familiar to her.
As she walked, she could then hear the sound of laughter from the main room. This was enough to put a spring in her step, and move just a bit faster to her destination.
“Okay, Sagebear! Now speak!” After Shark was done giving his request, Sagebear could be heard barking, much to the delight of the others in the group.
(Yes, I’m writing sappy glurge again, instead of actual chapters like I’m supposed to. However, please refrain from emetic activity until the end. Thank you)
(Song used: Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Rey)
(This is for some song/poem challenge on the forums that I’m too lazy to link to right now)
(Note: At least two of the screenshots imply suggestive scenes)
Annette was too afraid to even move as The Builder proceeded to take a step at a time before her. She remained on her knees until they were close enough to her.
Then, The Builder lifted up one of their feet, and placed it on her face. Within seconds, they roughly pushed her to the ground.
With a yelp, Annette hit the floor for at least the third time. As she turned to her side, their knife was shoved in front of her face. Continue Reading
Horse-Face was mildly grateful that The Builder had gone off and disappeared. It gave him the chance to go back into his room and check on The Mother.
Clambering to his room, he felt a chill as he walked by Sunny and Moony’s room. He tried to shake it off, and went into his own room.
To his surprise and confusion, it looked as though The Mother had shifted position. More specifically, she had somehow moved enough to topple to the floor.
Annette tried not to yelp as she felt the poke of The Builder’s knife in her back. On either side of her stood the remaining two assistants, who’d had both their share of jabs already.
“Hey, you know what might get us to move faster?” She asked her deranged spouse while turning her head to look at them. “Actually letting us go look. You know, instead of leading us around like cattle?”
Her request just agitated them even more. They sheathed their knife, only to step forward and smack her against the face with the back of their hand.