Here is Chapter 2 of my story. The first question of Johnny's past is
answered here. Oh yeah, before I forget, AC/DC rocks!
---Invader Ick
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The man woke up, shaking his head groggily.
"What…what…where am I?" he asked. He tried to rub his eyes, but he discovered they would not move. But he did see Nny standing in front of him.
"Ah, you're awake", he said. "I would not want you to miss the show that is about to happen."
"WHERE THE HELL AM I?" the man asked, trying to free himself from Nny's bonds.
"Why, you are in my playroom."
The man looked around him. He saw many tools of violence and death all around the room; hanging on the south wall, were eight people, four men and four women, who were pinned to the wall in a crucifix manner, with one exception: all eight were stuck through the neck, head, eye, stomach, and nether regions with scissors, knives, and other sharp objects.
Above him hung two cages with people in them. It seems that they had been starved to death. From one of the cages, sprinkles fell on his head. As one of them slid down his nose, he stuck out his tongue and caught the sprinkle. It tasted like birdseed.
All around him, he saw racks, torture boxes, human dartboards, and cages. The putrid smell of rotting and decaying flesh was all around him.
"What are you going to do me?" he asked Nny. Nny smiled.
"I thought you would never ask." He brought a piece of paper, and showed the man.
"Here is the new toy I just invented today. You are strapped in like one of those stockades from the 1600s, but with one exception: behind you is a buzz saw. And here…" he pointed to a pink feather he had brought out. "Well you know what this is. When I tickle you, the seat by which you are sitting in will press down upon the buzz saw, thereby cutting your spine. Isn't that fun?"
The man was badly appalled by what he had heard.
"You're insane. INSANE!"
Nny looked at the man. "No, insanity is wasted upon the losers of this world. Like you. I am merely doing the world a favor."
"By killing me?"
"Oh yes. Now, are you ready?" Nny went over to the lights and turned them off. He then turned on a strobe light.
For at least an hour, there was nothing but bloodcurdling screams.
---Invader Ick
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The man woke up, shaking his head groggily.
"What…what…where am I?" he asked. He tried to rub his eyes, but he discovered they would not move. But he did see Nny standing in front of him.
"Ah, you're awake", he said. "I would not want you to miss the show that is about to happen."
"WHERE THE HELL AM I?" the man asked, trying to free himself from Nny's bonds.
"Why, you are in my playroom."
The man looked around him. He saw many tools of violence and death all around the room; hanging on the south wall, were eight people, four men and four women, who were pinned to the wall in a crucifix manner, with one exception: all eight were stuck through the neck, head, eye, stomach, and nether regions with scissors, knives, and other sharp objects.
Above him hung two cages with people in them. It seems that they had been starved to death. From one of the cages, sprinkles fell on his head. As one of them slid down his nose, he stuck out his tongue and caught the sprinkle. It tasted like birdseed.
All around him, he saw racks, torture boxes, human dartboards, and cages. The putrid smell of rotting and decaying flesh was all around him.
"What are you going to do me?" he asked Nny. Nny smiled.
"I thought you would never ask." He brought a piece of paper, and showed the man.
"Here is the new toy I just invented today. You are strapped in like one of those stockades from the 1600s, but with one exception: behind you is a buzz saw. And here…" he pointed to a pink feather he had brought out. "Well you know what this is. When I tickle you, the seat by which you are sitting in will press down upon the buzz saw, thereby cutting your spine. Isn't that fun?"
The man was badly appalled by what he had heard.
"You're insane. INSANE!"
Nny looked at the man. "No, insanity is wasted upon the losers of this world. Like you. I am merely doing the world a favor."
"By killing me?"
"Oh yes. Now, are you ready?" Nny went over to the lights and turned them off. He then turned on a strobe light.
For at least an hour, there was nothing but bloodcurdling screams.
