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« Reply #180 on: 01/27/2017 03:02 »
"You know, Jewlz, this is why I like the Native Americans do much. They have such a great imagination when it comes to vengeance and revenge. I mean, an eye for an eye is simplistic and pedestrian if you ask me. This ritual vengeance? The stuff of legend."

He turned to Kimama.

"It will be done, Kimama. Now go back to your just reward for a short but well lived life."

Horse squeezed the talisman, and the bluish light - that had maintained Kimama's appearance - disappeared. She bowed as she faded away. Horse returned to his human impersonation.

"Well, looks like we've got a recipe to make. So, since you are in training, tell me how we should proceed. Think about it for bit if you like. Be creative if you have a mind to. After this I think we'll go to a modern city. I'm not a fan of horseshit."

Horse bent over, selected a straw from the floor and began picking his teeth. It seemed like he was about the start whistling Dixie.

My pants are on fire. That's not really saying anything. All of me is on fire.

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« Reply #181 on: 01/27/2017 10:50 »
Her lips pouted in thought while Jewlz tapped her chin.
"Hmmm" The thought process was audible. "Well, it sounds like we are gonna have to go at it Ed Gein style."  With a pause she perked a brow at Horse wondering if he got it, but she was pretty sure he did.
"So, it seems like we need a knife, Which I'm sure you probably have some Hell knife somewhere. Other than that some rope or something to tie him upside down with. OH!" She made a pause of excitement. "You know what would be cool? Tie him up with barbed wire or razor wire! oh...wait Nevermind that might make him bleed out too fast. We don't want that. I guess rope would be better. People are too fragile with blood loss. Damn..."

Blue eyes narrowed in thought and disapointment."I guess, we just need to figure out where to do this. I mean, here could work out, since there are places to hang him up from, but I don't want to set this place on fire and punish poor Linda here, because of some racist dick waffle."  Jewlz gave a gesture to the horse near by, releasing a heavy sigh of frustration. "This would be so much easier if I knew where this guy was Or maybe I'm over thinking this."   

 

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« Reply #182 on: 01/28/2017 09:01 »
"Aw, yes. Ed Gein. A simple murderer with simple artistic tastes - a sort of corpse recycler if I recall. Died of cancer. Never got to him in time, but if I had I think we'd have had a fun time playing psycho games. So to speak. He wasn't actually insane, you know. He was just like that. Too bad about Mary and Bernice, though." Horse shook his head. "Nicer people you never met. Did I tell you about..."

He glanced over at Jewlz and swore he saw her eyes glaze over.

"Right. To business. I like your thinking. You are improving. Good call on not using the barbed wire. Love the demon blade angle. Those things can flay a man all by themselves. Like a magic butcher. Know what I mean?"

Horse rubbed his hands together and a Demon Dagger appeared between them. He handed it to Jewlz.

"Be careful. It can also burn your eyebrows off." Horse rubbed his forehead. "Not that I would know anything about that. Anyway, we'll wait until midnight because that's what all the movies do. Also, darkness. We'll do the honours in Mr. Fancy Pant's back yard. Then burn him like a KKK cross. Seems fitting, considering. His neighbours will wake up to the smell of bacon."

He glanced over to Jewlz.

"Almost everyone loves bacon, so the whole cognitive dissonance thing will be glorious. Like a Luau for cannibals."

Horse grabbed another straw and began drawing arcane and mysterious symbols in the dirt floor.

"Should we stuff an apple up his ass?"

My pants are on fire. That's not really saying anything. All of me is on fire.

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« Reply #183 on: 01/31/2017 22:52 »
The dagger was awesome and fascinating,  as Jewlz looked it over in her hand. Beautiful craftsmanship.

"Should we stuff an apple up his ass?

A hearty laugh exploded from her face, with the thought of the guy with an apple up his ass and in his mouth like a roasted pig. She could just see the cannibals sitting around with bibs and forks salivating over the "roast", all old school cartoon style. It took her a moment to recover. For some reason the imagery really tickled her funny bone.

"Ha!" Jewlz took in a breathe and sighed, "sorry, that just sounded really funny. I'm just imagining this dude strung up and roasted like a pig on a pike. It just cracks me up. " She wiped a tear from her eye and tried to straighten herself up."let's go for it! Hell! Why not a pineapple and really make it a luau! " 

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« Reply #184 on: 02/04/2017 11:53 »
"Ooo-Ahh!" Horse said, his eyes widened. "There's something special about pineapples in this context but I can't remember what it is," he added, scratching the skin above an eyebrow. "Maybe something sexually deviant. One can only hope."

Horse finished scrawling his demonic note in the dirt floor, then stood. He appraised it for a moment before swirling a finger above it. It coalescent into bubbles of matter, then grew taller into a column of mud. Human features appeared until it looked like a cowboy right out of the 19th century. He slapped it on the shoulder.

"Now, my precious little golem, I want you to saddle up and take Nancy out for a spin. She's unhappy. Hasn't gotten much exercise in days."

He then slapped the cowboy golem on the ass.

"Now giddy-up, ranger."

The golem grabbed the saddle hanging on a near wall, and a striped blanket from the wood box beneath it, and saddle up Nancy. Horse raised a hand to open the barn door, and then closed it after they left.

"I can't tell you how boring life would be without a golem," he said. Then he slapped his hands together, producing a cloud of dust, and turned to Jewlz.

"It's the waiting that I hate," he said, shaking his head. "I mean, midnight. Why bother? We could teleport the shit stain to the Sahara, right? Hot, dry, scorpions..." Then his eyes brightened. "Apples, pineapples and scorpions! And burning eyeballs. Is that a recipe for fun or what?"

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« Reply #185 on: 02/07/2017 22:17 »
The random cowboy golem rescuing the horse was pretty neat, yet comical. Throw in a little disturbing gore and wit, and there seemed to be Horse's style. The more Jewlz got to know, the more she liked training with him. There always seemed to be plenty of laughs, learning,  and surprises.

"It's the waiting that I hate," he said, shaking his head. "I mean, midnight. Why bother? We could teleport the shit stain to the Sahara, right? Hot, dry, scorpions..." Then his eyes brightened. "Apples, pineapples and scorpions! And burning eyeballs. Is that a recipe for fun or what?"


"Hmm." She tapped her finger to her chin in thought. "Ya know, from everything I've read, the two main people that seemed to be top notch at torture were the Aztecs and the Inquisition. Maybe a nice mix of the two, would be perfect for this. I mean the Inquisition had some really neat devices like the pear of pain and the fork thing under the chin and the metal horse thing that split people in two. Hmmm"

Her gaze wondered around the barn searching for the perfect inspiration.  "So, she wants him upside down and skinned alive, but we can't have him bleeding out or passing out too soon." That part seemed to bother her greatly.  Thoughts kept thinking back to the rapist from earlier and how anticlimactic his passing was. His victim seemed after something drawn out, and Jewlz was not about to disappoint her first customer.

Her eyes moved back to Horse, with a perked brow. "Modern medicine is an amazing thing. Did you know they have drugs that can paralyze a person and slow down bleeding all while they can still feel,see, and hear everything?"

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« Reply #186 on: 02/08/2017 05:53 »
Horse looked at Jewlz with a face full of interested and authentic wonder - so much as a devilish face could render, of course.

"Well, fuck. Why do I never think of drugs? Call me old-fucking-fashioned. You see?" Horse said and patted Jewlz on the back - like football players in a locker room. "This is why I need you around. Fresh faced, fresh ideas, devious as hell. Love it. Should have killed you ages ago."

He closed his eyes for a moment, shook his head and said, "I know. I'm an insensitive fuck. Sorry."

Horse began slowly prancing around Jewlz, thinking. He rubbed his dark red chin and pursed his shiny black lips.

"Hmm. Aztecs I understand. Inquisition, too. Some of my favorite comedians in history, many of whom became my clients."

He stopped to glance at Jewlz as though he were going to say something but then he continued pacing.

"The Aztecs were particularly gory. Stylish, too. The Inquisition spanned a lot of years and cultures. They were refined at that delicious form of torture meant to keep their victims alive. Sometimes. Just to store them in torture devices for days. In one case, over a year. Stalwartly victim, that one. Anyway, a mix of Aztec bone scraping, upside down Inquisition body stretching and..."

He glanced at Jewlz again, with a uncharacteristic look of seriousness.

"This medical wonder of which you speak. Where do we get a sample? Or the chemical formula will do. A spell and a chemical formula are pretty much the same thing in different mediums."

Then, with sudden almost childlike excitement, he leaned closer to Jewlz and grasped her shoulders.

"I want that formula! Let's go find the formula."

For a moment, he seemed like Jeremy the Crow from The Secret of NIMH.

What Horse kept to himself was that there was a form of demon possession that would do the same thing, but he was pretty sure that Jewlz wasn't going to like that just yet. Maybe leave it for another lesson.

My pants are on fire. That's not really saying anything. All of me is on fire.

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« Reply #187 on: 02/13/2017 12:08 »
Horse reminded her of a cartoon character from her childhood, and Jewlz juct couldn't help but laugh. She covered her mouth for a moment out of habit, then sighed brushing her hand over her black and purple hair.
"You really crack me up, Big guy."

With a big breath she took it in and let it out with a big smile,  calming herself. "Ya know, I think the main ingredient in stuff like that is a neruotoxin from a posionous plant or maybe a snake." Her brows crossed in thought, and pat down her the pockets on her black jeans, then smoothed them over with disapointment. "If I had access to the internet finding all of that info would be a ton easier. Unfortunately, SOMEBODY, "she paused and starred at Horse for a moment with an overdramatic joking manner. "Killed me and turned me into a demon. So...I have no idea what happened to my phone. Therefore, I have no internet access."

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« Reply #188 on: 02/13/2017 12:44 »
Horse struck a Jack Benny pose and rubbed his palm over his eyes.

"One tiny, minuscule error in judgement and you're going to hold that over me for a thousand years. How trite," he said with a chuckle. Then he peeked at her through his fingers.

"Must be a girl-thang. Anyway," he said. "It would appear that our next stop is an Internet Cafe. Honestly, I really want to just walk in there, the two of us, demons on the loose. But, living people have dysfunctional senses of humour."

Horse returned to his favourite human form.

"So... take on that fancy pants human form of yours and let's dance the light fantastic across a keyboard somewhere."

Horse, remaining close to Jewlz, did his teleport thing. They arrived on a main street somewhere in Seattle, Washington - barely a hundred yards from an Internet Cafe. A guy walking down the sidewalk barrelled into Horse - who had suddenly appeared a few feet from him.

"Hey!" Horse shouted. "Watch where you're going, bub."

The man, a study in confusion and surprise, apologized and continued down the walk.

"I was hoping he'd say 'Fuck You' or something. Now I have to leave him alone. "

Horse frowned, shook his head, turned to Jewlz and bowed with his hand outstretched in the direction of the cafe.

"You're on, Jewlz. Let's go shopping for formulas!"

My pants are on fire. That's not really saying anything. All of me is on fire.

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« Reply #189 on: 02/13/2017 22:49 »
Jewlz chuckled and shook her head with total sarcasm. "How dare people have common decency,  the nerve!"

That was when Horse pointed out the Internet Cafe.

"You're on, Jewlz. Let's go shopping for formulas"

They entered the cafe and got straight to it. It was as simple as a quick Google search. " let's see, " Her blue eyes narrowed on the screen soaking up the well of knowledge. "Ha! Botox can cause paralysis but can cause botulism. That sounds funky. The number of failed botox injections are fascinating.  Hmmm also, there's deadly night shade. That's neat and almost romantic sounding. Oh! That's it!" Jewlz practically squealed with excitement.  Other patrons looked up at her with curious annoyance.  With a pause, Jewlz glared at themy, "oh! Get back to your twitter porn. Excuse us for honestly using the Internet for academic reasons." The other customers looked away and went back to their business.
"Anyway," pointing at the screen, her finger lands on Succhinylcholine. "A paralytic used in surgeries, but if used incorrectly can cause a slow and painful death." A smirk spread across her black painted lips as she turned to the big guy. "I think we have our winner."

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« Reply #190 on: 02/17/2017 15:57 »
"Common decency is the refuge of those who have no sense of humor," Horse muttered halfheartedly. "It could have been so much fun." He frowned equally halfheartedly. His mind was now on something far more sparkly.

"Nice job, Jewlz. The fun just doesn't quit with you, does it. So let's see: Botox. Nightshade. Succinylcholine. One of these is not like the other," Horse said, underlining the last word on screen with a sharp nail. "Now that's a sexy word with a damn near orgasmic follow through."

Horse looked from side to side for a moment, then reached his hand through the screen. He wriggled his wrist as though he were searching for something, then pulled his hand out, holding a black and purple vial of definite Gothic design - the contents glowed a sickly green. He handed it to Jewlz.

"Gothic happens when science meets ghostly stuff. Or, if you prefer just the facts, I whipped up a batch of happy death and put it in that bitchin' vial. I'd really like it back when we're done. Do I have the perfect victim in mind for some of that shit or what."

Horse's eyes glazed over while he thought of whoever it was he wanted to freeze. You can bet that it wasn't a human. When he came back to his senses, he leaned toward Jewlz.

"Do you smell clean clothes? Because I smell clean clothes." He looked around, scanning the clientele in the Cafe. His eyes stopped at a mousey looking woman, siting in a booth and hunched over a steaming cup of tea. "The kind of clean clothes smell that tricks everyone into thinking you're harmless," he added in a low voice. "Kind of like baking pies to sell a stinky house." He shifted his body so Jewlz could see over his shoulder to the person of interest.

"See 'Emily Dickinson' over there? Spitting image if you know what to look for. But everyone knows that Ms. Dickinson had a thing for lavender, not the smell of clean clothes. She hated soap, too. That's a demon and she's taunting me with inconsistencies. Excuse me for a moment, Jewlz."

Horse stood and meandered over to the mousy woman's booth and sat across from her.

"Hello, Blythe," he said, staring at her.

"Fuck you, Horse," she whispered.

"Not very poetic, Blythe. Just out of curiosity, who are you hunting today?" He glanced around the room and pointed out a few people. "Her? Him? Them? Naw, ain't nobody here with enough box office appeal, am I right? Or is there?"

Blythe sat up in the booth and laid both hands on the table. A sparkling black web appeared as she slowly pulled them apart.

"Cat's Cradle," Horse said. "Soul Catcher."

Blythe looked upward into his eyes, a progressively more wicked smile emerged.

"Don't worry, darling," she cooed. "You're a soulless bastard so not to worry."

"Ah," Horse said brightly, then waved for Jewlz to come join them. "In that case, I'd like to introduce you to my protege, Jewlz. Now watch our manners, Blythe." Horse leaned forward and whispered conspiratorially; "She's an Umbral. Doesn't that just piss you off?"

Blythe looked at her, then back to Horse.

"You stole her from somewhere, didn't you."

"Steal is a strong word," Horse said. "Borrowed with extreme if accidental prejudice. Why? You want her?"

She watched as Jewlz walked toward the booth, then looked at Horse suspiciously.

"I might."

"Ah, and here she is - daddy's little monster." He turned back to Blythe.

"I'm so proud," he said, jiggling his shoulders comically. "Blythe, Jewlz, Jewlz, Blithe."

After Jewlz took a seat, Horse leaned toward her.

"Blythe here is a multi-dimensional, self-sustaining phantasm. So are you, for that matter. She's just a Vindicator Demon but she really prefers the whole phantasm schtick. We may as well slum with the pedestrians from time to time. All a part of the whole sweet bouquet."

My pants are on fire. That's not really saying anything. All of me is on fire.

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« Reply #191 on: 02/21/2017 16:09 »
After Horse got up to talk to the other demon,  Jewlz tapped the computer screen curious about when she would be able to do things like that.  Nothing happened for her, except the normal 'tink tink' of her nail hitting the glass. "huh, that's a thing." She muttered to herself, as she looked down at the vile in her other hand.

shortly after sitting with the other demon, Horse called her over to join them.  She quickly pocketed the trinket and crossed the distance between them offering a broad and welcoming smile to the one named Blythe.  It was slightly odd catching some snippets of their conversation about her, but didn't let it show. The talk of 'borrowing' her and wanting her, roused her curiosity. It seemed his words of praise were simply to drive the conversation in a different direction.
"Hey!" She settled down next to Horse, and listened carefully to what Horse had to say about their new friend. 

"Blythe here is a multi-dimensional, self-sustaining phantasm. So are you, for that matter. She's just a Vindicator Demon but she really prefers the whole phantasm schtick. We may as well slum with the pedestrians from time to time. All a part of the whole sweet bouquet."

Jewlz offered a nod of understanding, her eyes moving back to Blythe with interest. "Phantasm? That sounds really cool. Kind of like the movies, but more interesting?"



 

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