PLAY IT THE HARD WAY || Torture Show

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    Alright, it was time to begin. After Bill had that mini gathering of Clanmates, they put their capture in a cage. The serval cub was awake by now, whimpering and crying as Bill pushed the cage towards a large tent that was set up in the camp. It was the biggest one by far, since it was the one where the Torture Shows and other shows would be held. Instead of the bunker, Bill decided, they would be using a tent for entertainment, and had set it up near the Ferris Wheel. "Come one, come all, to the Rebellion's Torture Show!" Bill called using a microphone they conjured up several hours before they were ready for the show. "Today, Bill Cipher has caught a RiverClanner by name of Caesar Cipher. He is a Minnow, a semi-high position of RiverClan! Enjoy the show!" Bill hopped off of the little stand they created from the sand towards the cage. They opened up the cage and pulled Caesar out, who let out a wail of distress at this. They threw Caesar to the ground, and waited for some of the Audience to show up. There wouldn't be much, Bill knew, since the Rebellion was still small and didn't have many allies yet, but hey. They'll get there.
    "speaking" actions thoughts "corrupt speaking through bill" corrupt speaking mentally at bill


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    GENERAL:
    "mind corrupted" bill cipher | nonbinary (they/them/their/it) | ringmaster[leader] of the rebellion of terminus, ex-godfather [leader] of the cartel, ex-emperor [leader] leader of the exiles | former titles: weird ass motherfucker, cut throat, warmonger (the cartel) | mentally 1 trillion years; physical age unknown
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT] golden feline with black markings
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    "FINN" scar on rump
    scratch scars on neck
    scars change depending on what body he possesses; the "corrupt" scars and the "FINN" scars stay, however
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    physically and emotionally unstable (body is constantly twitching)
    corrupt is currently trying to break through
    PERSONALITY:
    insane, irreverent, eccentric, psychopathic, outlandish, outrageous, extremely masochistic
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, asexual and aromantic
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically medium, mentally very hard
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER
    can only speak a few words in English (native tongue is always in some sort of code)
    let bill injure/kill your character(s)!
    played by maple
    tag: #corruptcipher
    tv tropes/bio/other information and links


    Torture Show? What kind of Clan held those?! Caesar whined as Bill pushed the cage towards the tent, and he tried to keep as far away from his father as possible. He didn't know what happened, or how he got here; he was strolling in RiverClan's territory, and then next, was here in a cage, with the Rebellion's and Bill's scent all over it. The mere scent of Bill caused him into a panic, really; they had come and killed an NPC. It had been pretty brutal, and... traumatizing, really.


    Caesar let out a wail as Bill dragged him out of the cage and threw him on the ground. The cub tried to look Bill in the eyes, but flinched as he saw the blood drip from them. Will I even survive this? Does RiverClan know I'm gone?
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    GENERAL:
    caesar cipher | male (he/him) | minnow [shp] of (non-traditional) riverclan | physically and mentally 7 months
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT][/color] serval with brown eyes
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    none
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    no mental disabilities
    PERSONALITY:
    cocky, egotistical, quick talker, snarky
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, crushing on no one; still discovering romantic and sexual feelings
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically easy, mentally easy
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER:
    played by maple
    tag: #caesarcipher3
    Bill Cipher xx NPC (gen 2)

    "Nice," Steampunk commented while she approached. So they finally starting doing torture shows like they said they would. She knew they were going to happen, but no where near this quickly. Whatever, at least it was getting more active around here. "I'll just watch, might be rad." Where was the popcorn when you needed it? Looking over at Caesar, Steamie noticed how young he looked, but didn't think much into it. She would have probably felt something if she knew the kid in the first place.

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    Boy Riverclan should've just laid down and took the beating, a frown on his face at the thought. Granted, they were an Anti-Clan and rearing for a fight from anyone at anytime but this just seemed.. excessive. To the point there was a small part of the tom who wanted to go to Riverclan and inform them, instead he took the bystanders route and settled down before giving the caged tom a sympathetic look.


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    Hmm, was this it, then? Bill frowned at the audience before giving a shrug. In due time perhaps the arena would be filled. The demon turned back to Caesar with a grin. "We start." They spoke to the serval, raising a paw, claws unsheathed, before they would bring it down, slashing Caesar's side


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    Caesar had no time to react. One minute Bill was studying the people who joined the show before turning to him and attacking. As Bill's paw raked across his side, Caesar let out a screech of pain. He tried to curl up in a ball, but Bil had placed their paw on his back, preventing him from moving.


    //mobile

    The screams that came from Caesar made Bill grin. Was the kid really that week? How pathetic. "This how weak RiverClan is!" Bill spoke to the Audience with a laugh, keeping that paw on Caesar. "Can hardly take one hit!" They shook their head in amusement before turning back to Caesar. "Need to be stronger." They sank their claws into CAESAR's side, preparing to send an electrical shock through him. Once Bill felt sparks coming off of their fur, they sent the current towards CAESAR.

    "This how weak RiverClan is!" Were they really? Did Bill really believe that because Caesar didn't know how to defend himself? The serval had yet to get a mentor, and therefore couldn't hunt or fight well. Which meant Caesar never fought, which mean he never experienced pain before. But that didn't mean RiverClan as a whole was weak, did it?


    Caesar was hoping that Bill was done with him as they dug their claws into his side. Which hurt, a lot, but the Minnow held in a sob. But as Bill sent the electric current through him, he let out a painful cry and scream, his body writhing in spasms as much as it could with Bill holding it down.


    //mobile

    With a soft bound, the mutant cheetah slipped through the throng of animals, watching in ecstasy as she saw blood for the first time since her birth. Her father would be here soon to watch, probably as a representative of GraveClan. Who cared about RiverClan? Certainly not Cometophilia. All she cared about was watching this.. Show go on. It made shivers go down her spine, which was unusual for the normally quiet cheetah. Scraping her horns against her paw, Comet sat down near the cage, watching the show with interest in her golden eyes.


    Bill's gaze briefly flickered to Cometophilia as she came over. They would have warned her about being so close to the torture if they cared for her wellbeing, but they didn't. If Comet wanted to get hit, then so be it. Her fault for not sitting in the bleachers with the rest of the audience. Bill would explain that to the leader of GraveClan (or whatever ally, if another person sat so close to the torture) that she was simply too close and should have sat with the rest of the audience.



    Bill focused on Caesar once more, tail flicking as they thought of what to do next. Since they already used powers, they couldn't do it again, unfortunately. But hey, claws would work for what they were planning. Using their claws, Bill would carve a triangle-shaped marking into CAESAR's shoulder. Bill watched the cub writhe in pain, both from the shock and from the attack they just did and chuckled. "Any suggestions before Show ends?" Bill spoke to the audience now, letting go of Caesar to face them. The cub wouldn't be willing to move now, Bill knew; he was in too much agony to do so.


    "speaking" actions thoughts "corrupt speaking through bill" corrupt speaking mentally at bill


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    [spoiler=INFO & LINKS - UPDATED 3/16][fancypost=bgcolor=; border:0px; width:375px; font-size:7.5pt]
    GENERAL:
    "mind corrupted" bill cipher | nonbinary (they/them/their/it) | ringmaster[leader] of the rebellion of terminus, ex-godfather [leader] of the cartel, ex-emperor [leader] leader of the exiles | former titles: weird ass motherfucker, cut throat, warmonger (the cartel) | mentally 1 trillion years; physical age unknown
    PHYSICAL:
    [CURRENT] golden feline with black markings
    INJURIES & SCARS:
    "FINN" scar on rump
    scratch scars on neck
    scars change depending on what body he possesses; the "corrupt" scars and the "FINN" scars stay, however
    MENTAL HEALTH:
    physically and emotionally unstable (body is constantly twitching)
    corrupt is currently trying to break through
    PERSONALITY:
    insane, irreverent, eccentric, psychopathic, outlandish, outrageous, extremely masochistic
    RELATIONSHIPS:
    single, asexual and aromantic
    CONFRONTATION:
    physically medium, mentally very hard
    attack in BOLD BLACK
    OTHER
    can only speak a few words in English (native tongue is always in some sort of code)
    let bill injure/kill your character(s)!
    played by maple
    tag: #corruptcipher
    tv tropes/bio/other information and links

    Cometophilia lifted her gaze and cautiously moved back to sit on a bleachers seat, shifting uncomfortably. "Tear up her ears! Leave a lasting impression of anti-clan's!" The mutant cheetah howled out, her long, spotted tail lashing side to side in annoyance. "Weaklings should die and rot. Only the strongest should be able to live." She said softer, feeling her fur rise in anticipation.

    Bill let out a chuckle at her comments. "Want RiverClan to fear us, yes, but child need to hear and stay alive." Had it been say, an adult or apprentice, they'd absolutely take that into consideration. But for right now, they only wanted to scare Caesar.


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    Scare? The melanistic beast hesitated, a million ideas flooding his mind or so it felt. Scaring was difficult somwtimes, honestly though Caesar looked plenty terrified as is. "Burn him?" Bravo suggested with a shrug.


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    ---- he watched in horror, but kept his face like stone. he wouldn't show what he felt, in fear of getting kicked. the bear felt pity for the small feline, subjected to torture by his own father. this clan was sick. but one side of him was chillingly enthralled by the show.

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