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Mine! An Orville fic

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Content warnings: Smut, cursing, mommy kink, usage of toys, praise kink, major clit stimulation, submissive reader, v penetration with toy, orgasmic meditation

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Media: The Orville

Pairing: Kelly Grayson x female reader

Trope: Dom and sub (soft and rough)

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It had been a long day of work. Since you worked in the engine room, you were always sweaty and red.

You walked through the ship’s halls sweaty from work. As you were deep in thought, you bumped into one of your many friends and colleagues, Alara. She was always so sweet and caring, and extremely protective. Ironic since she’s the chief of security.

“Oh my God, Y/N, you gave me a fright.” Alara placed a hand on her chest.

“I’m sorry Alara.” You placed a hand on her shoulder. “I didn’t mean to, I was just deep in thought.”

Alara linked her arm with yours. “Do you want to get some dinner at the mess hall with me?” She asked. You nodded and walked to the mess hall with her.

“Of course. I’m starving.”

As you two walked into the mess hall and sat down near a window, Alara came back with two plates of food, her favourites and yours. She held a bottle of vodka. “So, Y/N, how is working in the engine room?”

“Tense.” You let out laugh. “But it can’t be as tense as the bridge, or being chief of security.”

“It is tense, but it’s nice.” Alara took a sip of the vodka. “Especially since I have the strength of multiple superheroes.”

As she spoke, you looked over your shoulder and saw the familiar blonde woman: Kelly Grayson, the woman who starred in your fantasies. Alara noticed and smirked.

“So, Y/N, you have the hots for Kelly?”

“I-I what?” You asked. Your face was as red as a rose.

“I see your face. And I saw the way you looked at her when she came in the room.” Alara rose an eyebrow and kept a smirk on her face. “Someone has a crush.” She nudged you.

“Shh.” You giggled and took a sip of vodka. Kelly spotted you and walked over to the table.

“Hey, Alara, Y/N.” Kelly’s blue eyes focuses on your red and sweaty face.

“H-hey Kelly.” You stuttered before clearing your throat maintaining professionalism. “I mean, hey Kelly. Getting dinner?”

“Yeah. It’s been a long day, I’m starving.” She sat down beside you. Alara smirked slightly while giving you a look.

As you ate, Kelly’s fingers brushed against your thighs repeatedly. You swallowed nervously catching her attention.

“What going on Y/N? You seem nervous.” Kelly asked as she placed her entire hand on your thigh.

“I-I’m great. N-not nervous at all.” You cursed yourself silently for how much you were stuttering.

“Mmm, interesting.” She whispered into your ear. “I can see how tense you are.”

Your heartbeat was all you can hear. It pounded loudly and quickly the closer Kelly got and the louder she whispered.

“I-I’m going to to head to my quarters.” You stood up and quickly walked out of the mess hall on shaky legs. You ran to your room as fast as your legs could allow.

Once you arrived, you quickly walked in and the doors shut. Your body fell onto your bed and started to shake.

“S-shit. Shit.” You muttered to yourself as you took off your uniform and replaced it with shorts and a tank top. Your panties were soaked through just simply from Kelly’s touch, voice and appearance.

There was a knock on the door a few minutes later. The door made a chime sound as it opened. Kelly walked in.

Goddamn, even her walk was enough to get your panties soaking.

“Hey there beautiful, you okay?” Kelly asked as she sat beside your trembling body on the bed. You nodded and inhaled shakily through your nose and out your plumped lips. “Hey, look at me.” She placed her fingers on your chin and guided it inches from hers.

Your cheeks turned pink with love.

“Wow.” Kelly muttered in admiration. “You really are in love with me.” Her hands rubbed the aching area in between your legs. “I can already tell you’re soaking.”

“How would you know?” You asked starting to get cocky. A smirk appears on your face as you look into Kelly’s eyes.

“Because..” Kelly pulled at your pants. “I can feel it.” She gave you a “may I” look. You nodded. Kelly’s fingers brushed against the fabric of your pants and pulled them down slowly and sensually.

You let out a whimper against your lips as Kelly pushed you back against the pillows lightly. She leaned in close to your ear and whispered into it. “Relax, Y/N. Breathe.” Kelly’s lips leaned in and nibbled at your cheeks, lips and neck. “God you’re so beautiful.”

“K-Kelly.” You whimpered. Tears formed in your eyes and were inches from dripping down your cheeks. They certainly caught the blonde’s attention.

“Shh, oh beautiful, don’t cry.” Kelly wiped your tears and placed her hands on your waist. “I’ll take good care of you, you need someone to care for you, don’t you?”

“Y-yes…m-mommy.” You slapped your hands over your mouth surprised by what came out.

A smirk appeared on Kelly’s face. She leaned in closer to your lips. “D-did you call me mommy?” Her lips were inches from yours. “Tell mommy the truth sweetheart.”

“Y-yes mommy…I did.” Your face got as red as a rose.

“Good girl.” Kelly kissed your lips softly. Her hands rubbed in between your legs at this thin fabric of your pants. “Very good girl.”

Your eyes caught the attention of a drawer slightly open. “M-mommy, what’s in there?” You asked curiously.

“That…my little angel…is a reward…for you being a good girl for mommy.” Kelly straddled your hips and started rubbing against you, while her hands continued rubbing in your pants.

A whimper blew out from your lips. Your body went into hard overdrive, especially since you’ve never don’t anything remotely romantic with a woman. “M-mommy…I’ve never done this with a woman before.” You said nervously.

“Just relax beautiful.” She continued rubbing against you making you wet between your legs.

Your body squirmed and wriggled underneath her. Kelly’s hand slid down your pants and rubbed against your extremely wet lower lips.

“So beautiful love.” She purred. Her hands pulled your pants down and leaned downward towards your legs. “Spread your legs for me, beautiful.”

Your legs spread apart upon hearing her pleas. Your wet pussy lips shone in the dim lightning. Kelly’s lips twisted into a smirk.

“So beautiful love.” Her lips opened and she stuck out her tongue. “Now, I’m going to eat you out until you can’t breathe.” Her tongue poked at your slit. “God, you’re so wet.” Her tongue lightly poked at your clit.

You let out a whimper. “K-Kelly, m-mommy, please, please fuck me.” You pleaded.

“So impatient darling.” Kelly’s tongue slipped against your clit. “Now take a deep breath.” As you inhaled, Kelly’s tongue slipped deeper inside. When the air left your lungs and lips upon your exhale, Kelly started sucking and licking.

“A-ah! Mommy!” You moaned as your legs wrapped around Kelly’s head. “God! You eat my pussy so well!”

“I’m glad I can do that love.” Kelly’s tongue flicked against your g spot roughly. Your fingers gripped onto the sheets until your knuckles turned white.

“I’m c-close!” You groaned. Your eyes started to close.

“Cum sweetie.” Kelly urged as she licked faster. Her tongue went the speed of light inside your tender and wet folds. A scream exited your lips as your abdomen tensed and heat pumped up your spine. You let out a squirt all over Kelly’s pink and soft lips. Her tongue swirled around, licking your sweetness up. “Ah! Yes! Good girl!” She stood up and walked to a drawer. She pulled the door open and reached her hand into it.

“What are you doing mommy?” You asked your eyes still shut from the previous stimulation.

"I have a surprise for my little girl." Kelly winked. "If you could handle it."

"Y-yes! Yes I can!"

"Good. But.." Kelly sat back on the bed behind you.

"W-what are you doing?" You asked as Kelly positioned her fingers on top of your panties.

"A little something I learned from someone."

"I'm scared."

"Don't be, honey." Kelly whispered. "Do you know what orgasmic meditation is?"

"N-no." You shake your head nervously.

"Well, basically, I rub onto your clit while your eyes are closed, sort of like meditating. It's meant to connect us as a couple."

"O-oh okay." You shakily inhaled and spread your legs slightly.

"Good girl. Are you ready?' Kelly's fingers started to rub.

Shaky moans exited your lips and into the air. Fresh wetness dripped down and onto her fingers.

"God damn baby, you're already so wet." Kelly fawned as she rubbed harder.

"M-mommy I already need to cum." You whimpered as Kelly's fingers stopped moving just as you were about to reach your release. "W-what the hell?" Your chest was rising and falling rapidly as you struggled to catch your breath.

"Sorry baby, but now you're ready for your surprise," Kelly whispered once again as she stood up and walked over to the bedside drawer. She pulls out a black vibrator. Your eyes widen at the sight of it.

"P-please, please please!" You started pleading and begging. Kelly leans down at you, her lips inches from your own. She touches the vibrator's button and turns it on. Once the device touches your clit, a yewl escapes your lips.

"Fuck, Kelly! Mommy! Never stop!"

Kelly's lips turn up into a smirk. Watching her little girl squirm and so desperate to cum turns her on. Makes herself wet.

You start tightening up, a sign you were about to cum, Kelly takes it one step further. She lubes up the toy and pushes it against your lower pair of lips.

"I-it's too tight mommy." You whimper. "I-it won't fit."

"We can make it fit baby." Kelly grabbed a bottle of lube. "Just have to stretch you open a bit." She doused her fingers in lube and positioned it at your lower lips. "Now, this might hurt a bit, okay baby?"

"O-okay mommy."

"Good girl. Now take a deep breath for mommy." Kelly orders. As you inhale and exhale, Kelly's fingers slip inside your extremely wet canal. They moved back and forth rapidly, almost inhumanly.

"F-fuck!" You moaned. Kelly placed her hand over your mouth.

"Shh, shh baby. Don't want the whole ship to hear you."

Kelly's fingers moved faster and faster inside you. Your abdomen started tightening, you were about to cum.

"M-mommy, I'm cumming." You whimpered.

Kelly whispered in your ear. "Cum, baby."

As you came, Kelly licked up your sweetness. "Yummy." Your body fell back from the pleasure, your back hitting the pillows.

"I-is it time for the toy?"

"Yes it is my impatient baby." Kelly picked up the vibrator again and added more lube to the round tip. She positioned it at your entrance and lightly pushed it inside. Moans exited your lips. "Ready for this part?' She turns the vibrator on.

"Fuck!" You shout loud enough for the ship to hear.

As the vibrator buzzed inside you, your body started grinding against it. Kelly's lips rose into a smirk. "Yes, keep riding it baby. Ride it as if it's real."

She leaned closer to you.

"Tell me, whose dick do you imagine inside you? Hmm?"

You remained silent.

"Tell me baby!"

"G-Gordon's!" You whimpered. "I imagine Gordon's dick inside me."

"Gordon's? Interesting. Keep imagining! Imagine him cumming inside you!" She starts talking roughly and dominantly.

"Yes mommy."

"Does his cum feel good?"

"Yes mommy!"

"Do you want him to cum inside you?"

"Yes mommy!"

A few seconds later, you started squirting all over the vibrator's shaft. Kelly smirked with satisfaction. She pulled the toy out.

"Good girl. Fucking good girl." She starts sucking on the shaft, keeping your liquids on the tip of her tongue. Your body slumped down on the bed exhausted and satisfied.

"Good job my love. I'm so proud of you."

#the orville #kelly grayson #smut #imagine #fanfic #theorvillesmut

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Reality shifting ask prompts! Reblog this to encourage your followers to send you any of these asks ☺️ (you can always say no to answer some of them obviously!!) (and this includes me, you can send me asks too 🤭)

🏡DR TYPE RELATED🏡

🏰 what’s your favorite DR?

🛸 what’s your weirdest DR?

🎡 do you have any crossover/AU DRs?

🏔️ which DR are you most nervous to go to?

🛤️ which DR have you had for the longest time?

🏖️ which DR is the most comforting when you think about going there?

🛶 do you have any DRs that are NOT based on fictional worlds or some type of fame DR or waiting room?

👯 CC RELATED 👯

💕 how many S/Os do you have?

💍 are you married in any of your DRs?

🩴 do you have beef with anyone in your DR?

👑 if you have shifted, who was the first person you saw when you got to your DR? If you haven’t shifted, who are you most excited to see?

🧦 if you have shifted, are there any unknown/side characters that you made friends with?

🤝 what’s your friend group like?

👥 who is your family in your DR, if you have one?

🧛 is there anyone in your DR who scares you?

🫶 who is your favorite person in your DR that is NOT an S/O?

👜 MISCELLANEOUS 👜

✍️ which one of your scripts is most detailed/you’re most proud of?

💤 what was the last dream you had that was related to your DR?

🪁 what’s your favorite method?

🎭 what’s your favorite scenario that you have scripted?

🏄 what are some unnecessary talents that you have scripted for yourself?

🍭 what are you most looking forward to when it comes to shifting?

☀️ why is shifting important to you?

🌍 what’s the most “center of attention” scenario that you have scripted?

☔️ what helps you not give up when you have failed attempts?

🐶 do you have any pets in your DR?

🧃 what’s something you think everyone should add to their script but no one thinks of?

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Injury || Sammy Lawrence x OC (Joey Drew’s daughter)

Word count: 1744 words

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Amandine Drew sat in the front seat of her father's car. They were driving to the animation studio on the other side of town.

"So, tell me again why we are doing this?" Amandine asked.

"Because it'll be nice for you to see your old man in action." Joey Drew ran a hand through his blonde hair.

"I've been there before though."

"Yes, when you were younger, a child." Joey glared at Amandine through the corner of his eye. "Everyone wants to see how well you've grown, especially Sam."

Amandine scoffed. "Sammy Lawrence?"

"Yes, him." Joey pulled the car into the underground parking garage. "Well, we're here." Amandine opens her car door and starts to walk away.

As she sees the entrance to the studio, memories flood her mind. The last time she accompanied Joey to work was when she was five years old. But now, she was twenty one, sixteen years had passed.

"It looks the same." She commented before Joey opened the studio door leading her in. Her eye drifted everywhere, the Bendy cutouts, the projector in the main room and employees sitting at their desks in their offices.

Joey placed his hand on Amandine's back leading her to a small office to the left. A brunette man was sitting straight while sketching a crooked smile. Joey tapped the man's shoulder snapping him out of his work-induced trance. "Henry, you remember my daughter Amandine right?"

Henry Stein looked up from his work and turned his chair around. His brown eyes looked into Amandine's blue ones. "Yes, of course, hello again Amandine. Wow, have you grown."

"It's only been sixteen years since I was last here."

"Sixteen? Holy hell, you're quite the woman now, I see."

"Twenty one and thriving."

"Excellent."

Joey turned to Amandine and opened his mouth. "Amandine, why don't you look around the studio while Henry and I talk business, okay?"

"Okay." Amandine said before walking away.

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As Amandine explored, she saw a black haired woman writing something at her desk. She rose her fist to the door and knocked. Through the window, she noticed an Alice Angel cutout leaning against the wall. She was the voice actress for Alice.

"Come in." The woman's voice was soft but seductive.

"Susie?" Amandine asked.

Susie Campbell turned around. "Oh my days! Amandine Drew?" She stood up, walked over to her and held the Drew woman close. "How are you? How long has it been?"

"Sixteen years."

Susie let out a soft gasp. "Sixteen years? You were five, so that means, you're..."

"I'm twenty one, twenty one and thriving." Amandine smiled brightly.

"Oh shush, I feels so old." Susie ran a hand through her dark curls. "Look at you, you're so beautiful, clearly you're Joey's daughter."

"And you're still Alice I see?" Amandine leaned against the wall observing the Alice Angel cutout.

"Oh yes, I actually had a wonderful lunch with your dad the other day, he has high hopes for me."

"I hope Alice is as popular as Bendy someday." Amandine commented.

"Funny how Sammy Lawrence said the same thing."

"Never doubt Sammy." Amandine squeezed Susie's hands. "He's usually never wrong."

She looked around Susie's office. Her fingers ran along the wood on the walls occasionally tapping her fingertips to various songs.

"So, is Sammy here?"

"Yep. Everyone is." Susie twirled her finger through a curl. "There's a new episode we're working on, nearly finished."

"Ooh, tell me." Amandine sat down on another chair beside Susie's desk.

"Well, Alice befriends Boris the Wolf, however...there's an Evil Alice."

"Twisted Alice." Amandine uttered.

"Yes. How did you know that?"

"I saw drafts on my dad's desk at home." Amandine cleared her throat. "She looked terrifying."

"Not to question your father, but does he really think adding evil characters will be best?"

"I question him all the time. And plus, kids love the happier side of Bendy and his friends."

"The happier side of Bendy sells more tickets, I agree." Susie picked up a sheet of paper. On it was a sketch of Alice wearing a black dress, and her black hair curled down to past her chest.

"You're still voicing Alice right?"

"Of course!"

"I'm going to head downstairs, see you Susie!"

"Bye, Amandine!" They hugged tightly before Amandine left the office.

"Nice lady."

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Amandine continued walking through the halls before finding a room with a metal machine. Curiously, she approached it. The sign above it read: INK MACHINE

As she approached the break room next door, she noticed six pedestals, six objects on them: A music disc, a bottle of ink, Joey Drew's original memoir The Illusion of Living, a gear, a wrench and a squeaky Bendy doll.

She picked up the Bendy doll and squeezed it. The doll squeaked and a smile lifted on her lips.

As she put the doll back down, a man walked in.

"Amandine Drew? Is it really you?"

She turned around and saw Jack Fain, the lyricist standing in front of her.

"Jack Fain? The lyricist? Is that really you?" She asked in the same tone as Jack.

Jack Fain was a tall man who wore grey trousers with red suspenders, a white button up shirt, orange vest, brown bow tie and bowler hat.

"It's been so long since Joey brought you here." Jack hugged Amandine lightly.

"What is all of this?" Amandine gestured around the room.

"Curtesy of your father. He's lost his mind." Jack explained as he looked at the ink machine and the pedestals. Candles covered the room.

"T-this wasn't here last time."

"A lot has changed in sixteen years, Amandine." Jack paced around the room.

"What about...everyone else?" Amandine picked up the doll.

"Sammy Lawrence is...devoted to...Bendy."

"Bendy? What do you mean?"

"He prays to him, sends offerings, draws pentagrams everywhere."

"Offerings? Like what?"

"Bacon soup cans."

"I need to see this for myself." Amandine walks out of the break room and opens a door which leads to a staircase.

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As she walks down it, bits of ink pour from the ceiling.

"Aah!" Amandine screamed as she tripped down the stairs. She landed at the bottom with the sound of a bone breaking echoing through the staircase. "Damn it! Son of a bitch!"

She looks up and sees a sign that says MUSIC DEPARTMENT. Also known as Sammy Lawrence's department.

As she slumped on the floor, her eyes started to close. Through her blurred vision, she saw a brunette man wearing yellow suspenders approach her.

Sammy Lawrence.

"Amandine Drew, so the rumours are true." He crouched down and saw Amandine's rapidly swollen and broken ankle. "God, what happened here?" His eyes then look at the slightly flooded stairwell. "Oh, that's why."

Amandine let out a quiet whimper and cry. Her eyes looked up at Sammy.

"S-Sammy?"

Sammy crouched down and picked her up. His hands were soft and held onto her tightly.

"Let me help you with that ankle of yours. It needs medical attention."

Amandine's eyes kept fluttering closed. Her hand rose to her pounding head.

"My head." She groaned. "Everything hurts."

"Easy there." Sammy leads her down to the studio's infirmary underneath the music department. "You're dizzy from the adrenaline, just lay back and keep still."

Sammy's soothing voice causes Amandine's panic to rise. Her eyes glared down at her ankle which was swollen and broken. A scream exited her lips.

"Shh, shh." A finger rose to Sammy's lips as he leaned down towards Amandine's face. "Quiet, it's okay. I'm here to take care of you."

"I thought you only worked on music."

"Well, I've taken up medical care as well."

Amandine swallowed nervously. Her fingers dwindled rapidly.

"S-so, Sammy, is it true...about Bendy?"

Sammy's face froze.

"What about Bendy?"

"That you pray to him? Worship him?"

"Who told you that?"

"Jack Fain, the lyricist."

"Well...he's not wrong." Sammy picked up gauze and a cast. "Bendy is my saviour."

Amandine swallowed nervously. As she opened her mouth, the only words she could muster were stutters.

"H-how did t-that come to be?"

"Well, when you create something, you believe in it. It can become real you know." Sammy started working on Amandine's ankle. "It could possibly start to claim you, possess you, take over."

"The soup cans?"

"I steal them from the back. Besides, not everyone is fond of bacon soup."

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Amandine laid in the bed resting her ankle. Sammy wrapped it up and applied lots of heat and ice. As she looked around the infirmary, she noticed music playing.

Her hands reached for a pair of crutches beside the bed. She grabbed it and started limping towards the source of the music.

Her eyes glanced upon the sign on the wall that said RECORDING, and walked upstairs. The sign on the door said PROJECTIONIST BOOTH, OFFICE OF NORMAN POLK.

Amandine knocked on the door.

"Norman?" The crutches clicked against the wooden floor as Amandine leaned against them. The door opened a few minutes later showing a man wearing dark clothes.

His hair was matted to his head, glistened with water.

"Well, well, Amandine Drew. I thought I recognized you." Norman held his hand out for Amandine to take. "Come in, come in."

Amandine limped into the projectionist booth. Norman notices her injury.

"My, what happened to your ankle?"

"Stupid ink flooded the stairwell."

"Stupid ink machine." Norman muttered. "Always causing injuries and misfortunes."

"Does this ink machine...have to do with my father?"

"Yes, Joey installed it without any of us noticing." Norman explained as the projector started rolling. "After all, who needs that much ink anyway?"

"And the pedestals in the break room?"

"You saw those?"

Amandine nodded answering Norman's question.

"Well, Joey, has changed. He's gotten more...cautious about his leadership abilities. People have started to doubt him, I even heard someone might be getting fired."

"Fired? Why? Who?" Amandine's eyes widened in shock at Norman's statement.

"I wish I knew." Norman sighed before pulling out a chair for Amandine. "Anyway, sit, sit. That ankle must be killing you."

Amandine sat down and overlooked the balcony where the band sat on bunches of chairs playing instruments. In the recording booths, Amandine spotted Susie speaking into an overhead microphone.

As Amandine looked closer, she spotted wetness in the corner of Susie's eyes. Almost as if she was about to cry. A ticking went off in Amandine's head. Her eyes widened again.

"Oh no. I know who's getting fired."

#batim bendy #batim #sammy lawrence #bendy #bendy and the ink machine #susie campbell #norman polk #henry stein #joey drew #jack fain

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madssaunders111 · 1 year ago

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put jerry and george in the saw bathroom. elaine in the reverse bear trap. kramer could be in any trap and survive. but I think he should be one of the characters to wake up in the nerve gas house from Saw II

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Liar, Liar! A Seinfeld x Saw AU

The story where everyone is guilty

Characters included: Jerry Seinfeld, Elaine Benes, Cosmo Kramer, Newman, Kenny Bania, George Costanza

Word count: 7.2K

Content Warnings: Torture, death, cursing, mentions of kidnapping, death of an animal

The trap in this fic is the Shotgun Carousel Trap from Saw VI (Six)

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You had just finished a trap involving having to choose who lives between two people. You approached a pair of double doors and placed your ears against it. Faint voices shouted from the other side.

"Help! Is someone there"

"Rescue us?"

"What is this?"

"It's dark in here."

You opened the double doors and the lights turned on along with red spotlights. Your jaw dropped as you saw your six friends sitting on a carousel with their hands tied behind their backs.

"Y/N?" Elaine asked. "What is this?"

"How am I supposed to know Lainey?" You snarled as Jerry, George, Kramer, Kenny and Newman yelled and panicked.

"Get us out of here!" George shouted as he wriggled his body around.

"Is that a gun?" Kenny shouted as he stared down at it.

The carousel slowly continued spinning clockwise, the lights brightly cast down on the group. A tape recorder rest of the table near a machine that had a spike inside it. The recording started to play.

"Hello, Y/N. In front of you are six of your closest friends, friends who have been with you since the very beginning. However, each of them has secrets plaguing them, secrets that can possibly be scandalous. Six ride the carousel, and two can get off, regardless of what they confess. The decision of which two survive is entirely up to you. But remember, no decision comes without pain. All you have to do is press the buttons in the machine in unison and the person will be spared. However, if you don't make a decision, everyone here will perish. Choose wisely, Y/N. Oh, and good luck, you'll certainly need it." The tape ended and everyone's panic increased, including yours. Everyone started shouting on top of each other.

"Y/N, please! Look...I hooked up with Scott, your boyfriend! I did it! It was me!" Elaine shouted as her spot stopped in front of the mounted shotgun. "Oh fuck! Y/N! Please! Have mercy!" The shotgun cocked and the bullet slipped into the chamber. "Please! Forgive me!" Elaine shouted louder than ever.

"No. I can't be friends with a slut!" You shouted out of anger. "How could you do that to me? I loved Scott so much! And you had unprotected sex with him too?! Are you fucking insane? Were you that desperate?"

The shotgun's trigger released shooting Elaine hard in the chest. Jerry, George, Kramer, Kenny and Newman let out panicked shouts as Elaine's blood soaked Jerry's and George's faces and Kenny's and Newman's clothes.

"Oh God! Lainey!" Jerry shouted as he wriggled. His face and hair dripped with sweat.

"Better start confessing!" You shouted as the carousel started to spin again.

"Look, there is something I need to say!" Newman shouted as his spot stopped in front of the shotgun. His eyes widened in fear. "I kidnapped and killed someone's dog! He was always chasing me during my mail route, and he was extremely loud. I couldn't take it anymore! I needed it gone! Your eyes widened in shock.

"You did what?!" You shouted in anger.

"Yes! I admit it!" Newman shouted. "And the owner never found out and never will!"

"You monster!" You shouted. "I love dogs! Dot never hurt anyone, he was innocent!"

"He was a gross mutt!"

The shotgun cocked and aimed up at Newman's chest.

"Save me, damn it! I'll confess to Dot's owner I promise!"

The shotgun trigger released and shot the bullet into Newman's chest.

"Oh God!" Kramer shouted as his face stained with Newman's blood.

The carousel continued spinning again. Newman's and Elaine's bodies were slumped down with their chests torn open. The carousel made another round.

"Look, I want to confess something! More specifically to Jerry!" Kenny shouted.

"Let me guess: Because you steal my jokes and material and pass it off as yours?" Jerry shouted.

"Well..."

Kenny's spot stopped in front of the shotgun.

"Look, I may have stolen Jerry's jokes, but I can never come up with my own stuff! I am a people pleaser! Please, let me live!" Kenny pleaded.

"People pleaser is an understatement!" Jerry shouted. "Now, I know why you always performed after me!"

"Kenny, Jerry, stop arguing!" Kramer shouted.

"Please, Y/N. I beg you!" Kenny whimpered.

"Plagiarism is against the law you know that right Bania?" You asked.

"Yeah...but it's not applied to comedy routines, just books and essays."

You turned your gaze towards the spike machine. You leaned your hand towards it.

"Push the button! Do it!" Kenny pleaded. As you stared the machine down, you moved your hand away.

"No! No!" Kenny shouted.

The shotgun cocked again and pointed upward toward Kenny's chest. Kenny wriggled and whimpered as the shotgun released the bullet into his chest. His body slumped down and blood dripped down his shirt.

"Holy crap!" George shouted.

His and Kramer's faces were stained with Kenny's blood while the back of Jerry's shirt was splattered. The carousel started spinning again.

"Three left! Confess now!" You shouted.

"I have nothing to hide! Honest!" Jerry shouted. "I haven't broken a law or anything!"

"Kramer, George!" You shouted.

"I may have pretended to be handicapped just to get a better bathroom...but it wasn't that bad!" George shouted.

"The fuck?" You shouted back.

" I apologized for it!" George whimpered. "But either way I still did it!"

The carousel stopped and George sat in front of the shotgun. His eyes widened in fear. “Please, Y/N, have a heart! I don't want to be like Elaine, Newman, and Kenny!" George pleaded. "Please! I'm sorry!”

"Remember Susan? Your fiance? She died because of envelopes YOU picked out!" You shouted.

"That wasn't my fault! I didn't know they were toxic!"

"They were extremely cheap! That should've been the first hint!"

"I apologized!"

The shotgun cocked and pointed up at George. "Y/N! Y/N! Please!"

The shotgun's trigger was pulled and the bullet shot into George's chest. His body slumped down and blood dripped down. Kramer and Jerry wriggled in fear.

"Jesus!" Jerry shouted.

The carousel started spinning again.

"Please, Y/N. Please!" Jerry wriggled his body around.

"What have you done Seinfeld? Anything illegal?" You asked. "Anything you want to confess?"

"I think this is fucked up!" Jerry shouted.

"Didn't you park in a handicapped parking spot?" Kramer shouted.

"Well yes...but because of you!"

"It wasn't my idea, it was George's!"

“Well, it was one of your guys’ idea!” I shouted as the carousel stopped. Jerry was positioned in front of the gun.

“Please, Y/N, you know me!” Jerry pleaded. “I’ve never committed a crime in my life.”

“You might not have committed a crime but you did buy an Indian statue from the pawn shop and give it to one of Elaine’s friends who was a Native-American!”

“So…I didn’t know that!” Jerry shouted. “Please, no!” The shotgun loaded and released the trigger. Blood splattered out of Jerry’s chest.

“Crap!” Kramer shouted as the carousel descended again. As the carousel stopped, he realized that he was the only one alive. “Well that’s over, huh?!”

You looked down at the machine in shame.

“When you’re killing me, you look at me!” Kramer shouted as he wriggled in the chains. The shotgun loaded and seconds later shot into his chest.

The room was silent and still. You let out a quiet sigh and left the room closing the door behind you, leaving the six bodies trapped.

#imagines #seinfeld #90s sitcom #george costanza #newman #saw #cosmo kramer #jerry seinfeld #Elaine Benes #saw trap #shotgun carousel #80s

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madssaunders111 · 2 years ago

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“Asshole” A scream x saw au fic

Content warnings: Swearing, violence, description of death, descriptions of violence, mentions of child abandonment

Word count: 3.8K

Characters: Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Amanda Young, John Kramer, Adam Stanheight, Tatum Riley (mentioned), Sidney Prescott

~•~

After the death of Principal Himbry, you and Adam Stanheight, disguised in dark hoods of course, walked onto the Woodsboro High School football field and saw the dead principal gutted open, blood and intenstines dripping onto the grass.

“Damn, and I mean holy damn. Adam took a picture of the crime scene with his camera. “This dude’s been through some rough times.”

“Well, no shit Stanheight.” You quipped as your eyes drifted around the scene. His ribs were suspended over him like angel’s wings, and the entire football field was stained a crimson red. “Who could’ve done this?”

“Well, will these pictures help?” Adam asked as he held his camera and placed it in your hands.

“Adam, you son of a bitch, this is excellent!” You clapped your hands and looked at the pictures specifically the ones of Billy Loomis and Stu Macher. “These are amazing!”

“Well, I don’t like to toot my own horn…but..” Adam took the camera back. He smiled as he placed it around his neck.

“We need to find Billy and Stu right away.”

~•~

Out in the streets, Billy and Stu walked together. “Billy.” Stu began.

“Yeah, Stu?”

“I feel guilty.”

“Why?”

“Because we killed Principal Himbry, damn it!” Stu slapped his sides.

“Stu, man. Relax.” Billy assured. “No one’s going to know, okay?”

A car approached behind them. It’s headlights bright and clear. The two boys turned around.

“Hello?” Billy asked.

A figure hopped out of the car and approached the two boys with tranquilizer needles. They backed away in panic.

“Hey! Hey! There’s no need for that!” Billy shouted as he held up his hands. Stu tried to run, but a dart was shot into his neck knocking him unconscious. “Oh shit!”

Another dart was shot into Billy’s neck. The figure picked them both up and shoved their bodies in the car. The hood fell down showing brown shaggy hair.

“Well, well. At least I’ve found you.”

~•~

You and Adam stood inside of a dark room lit by green lightbulbs building two metal contraptions. You looked up at the machines in confusion.

“Adam, what are these supposed to do?”

“They-“ Adam began before a voice interrupted them.

“They’re meant to snap the bones

360 degrees.” Amanda walked into the room pushing a wheelbarrow with Billy and Stu’s bodies stuffed in them.

“Morbid.” You muttered as Amanda looked at the machines in approval. “So…these are rigged?”

“Duh.” Amanda held a knife and brandished it around her fingers. “No one’s coming to save them. Especially not Sidney Prescott.” She let out a laugh. “I wouldn’t of my boyfriend killed my best friend and my own mother.”

“Damn, that’s the story?” You asked.

“It all started because of Maureen Prescott.” Amanda slapped her sides. She threw the knife on the table. “Billy wanted revenge for Sidney’s mother being a whore, sleeping with his dad and fucking up the marriage!”

“Oh wow.” You looked down at the i two bodies in the wheelbarrow. “But, why is Stu involved?”

“Peer pressure.”

“I can’t handle this.” You walked out of the room.

“Wait, Y/N, I need your muscles to help me with Billy and Stu!” Amanda shouted as you walked back in. Your arms grabbed Stu’s waist and hooked him into the machine. The restraints slid onto his legs, arms and neck.

Amanda did the same with Billy. She turned to you and backed away from the Rack machine. “Alright, it’s finished. They’re in place.”

You walked to the door and turned off the lights. “I’m scared, Amanda.”

“I know Y/N, but it’s okay.” Amanda smiled and placed a hand on your shoulder.

Billy and Stu woke up and started panicking. You and Amanda walked out of the room leaving Stu and Billy's groans and shouts of panic as the machinery activated. Their bones snapped loudly and ended up with one last scream from both boys.

Tears slipped down your eyes as you heard the Ghostface killers die in the dark room.

#saw #scream #scream 1996 #adam stanheight #sawxscream #sawxscreamau #saw au #scream au

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madssaunders111 · 2 years ago

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The Acid Shower Trap and The Tightrope Trap (I made up my own traps because I’m weird as hell)

!Saw fic!

JUST AN FYI, THESE AREN’T ACTUAL TRAPS! I JUST CAME UP WITH THEM (THESE SHOULD BE IN SAW XI)

This fic takes place in the events after Saw X but before Saw III

Long ass backstory but it’ll be worth it

Content warnings: Mentions of drug use, mentions of death, torture, cursing (lots of it), mentions of reckless endangerment, usage of a weapon, threatening hostages, prank gone wrong, mentions of psychiatric help, mentions of suicide, mentions of vomiting (emetophobia)

Characters included: Amanda Young, Adam Stanheight (obviously, who else is going to take the pictures?) Mark Hoffman, Lawrence Gordon, Kelsey Marrow (my own character) Noel Marrow (my own character) Leo (my own character) Detective Nelson Danson (my own character) Noel’s friends (my own characters, Nicholas, Edwin, Joey and Toby)

Yes I made Kelsey and Noel siblings. We don’t ever see siblings in the saw franchise, and plus I cannot come up with my own names

Soft Amanda because why not. She’s also 21 years old

Synopsis: Two siblings: one man, one woman, two different traps, one a criminal, the other a reckless prankster. One escapable trap, the other rigged (I can imagine it being rigged, need another or more opinions on it)

Word count: 4.2K

~•~

Kelsey Marrow ran down the street clutching a duffel bag. The bag scraped against her as she ran into a deserted alleyway and jumped over a tall fence. The sound of police sirens rang in the street as multiple cars drove at once.

Her black heeled boots clicked on the cement as she ran farther away from the cops and into a bank. She put a bandana over her face and stormed in. She held a gun up and shouted.

“Nobody fucking move!” She then turned to the panicked tellers at the desk in front of her. “Give me the damn money or you’ll all have this place painted with your fucking brains! And I will not hesitate!” She shouted as she held the gun up to each of the bank tellers’ heads. The tellers panicked and shoved the money onto the counter and into her duffel. “I know you have more! Give it to me!” Kelsey shouted as she paced around the bank aiming her gun at random people in the building.

The alarm went off. She cursed, snatched the money, zipped up the bag and started to run.

“Damn it!” The police sirens became louder. She shot the gun up into the air and disappeared down a dark alley. She stopped and leaned over gasping for breath. Kelsey opened the bag and saw the multiple bundles of cash laying before her. “Oh baby, you’re going to be rich.” She muttered to herself.

She walked into a building where a tall man leaned against a table. He looked up at Kelsey. “Hey, Kelsey.” The man greeted.

“Hey, Leo. Guess who went big tonight.” She opened the bag and poured it onto the table. Leo picked up the bundles and his eyes widened.

“Holy shit Kelsey!” He exclaimed. “You got all of this just from the bank?”

“Nope, I stole from the jewelry store, and that strange bookshop where my mother goes.” Kelsey pawed through the wads of cash excitement in her eyes. “I even stole a little souvenir for you.” She fished out a ring and threw it in Leo’s direction. She then pulled a diamond necklace out of the bag and placed it on her neck.

“Oh, wow. It’s even in my style palette.” Leo fawned over the ring. He held his hand up under the fluorescent lights.

“See. I practically know everything about you.” Kelsey walked to the window and peeked out of it. “Sooner or later the cops will find us. One of us will be far out of town and the other will be rotting in a prison cell.”

Leo turned on the tv and the channel was set to the news. A male reporter was talking to the screen.

“We have a latest update on the Jigsaw murders. It seems although three bodies were found at a desolate warehouse in Mexico City, we have found four survivors, although one is in very critical condition.”

“Jesus.” Leo muttered. “Jigsaw back at it again?”

“Can’t be. Jigsaw’s dead.” Kelsey rotated and cracked her neck as she looked at the tv. On the screen to the left was a picture of John, a woman and a little boy. The boy and John was covered in blood while the woman, who had a bowlcut stood in between them, her arms wrapped around their shoulders.

Suddenly, the doors to the warehouse opened and multiple cops walked in holding their guns.

“Put your hands up where we can see them!” One of the male officers ordered.

Kelsey and Leo turned to face the officers with confident smirks on their faces. Their hands rose up high. A man wearing a black suit with a badge near his heart walked over.

“Holy hell, Kelsey Marrow.”

“Detective Assface Danson.” Kelsey twitted.

~•~

Meanwhile, in the interrogation room, Kelsey kept her arms crossed and her eyes low but maintaining eye contact with Detective Danson.

“Well, well. Never thought I’d see Kelsey Marrow in here yet again.” Detective Nelson Danson set a file down on the table and leaned against the wall. He threw his hands up in defeat. “So, Kelsey, why are you back here?”

“I think you damn well why I’m back here Assface!” Kelsey snarled.

“How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?” Officer Danson asked. “Especially since I’m an officer of the law.”

“Whatever.” Kelsey sighed before slouching down in the chair. Her eyes rolled to the ceiling. “And you’re a detective. That’s a downgrade if you ask me.”

“Look, I don’t ever see Noel in here, just you. What the hell is just going on?” Nelson asked as he sat down in front of Kelsey.

“Yeah, Noel changed! I haven’t!” Kelsey slammed her fists down on the long white table. “Besides, he only does pranks now.”

“Yeah, pranks that have killed people.” Detective Danson reached into a cupboard and pulled out another file. He opened it on the table. “See? Your brother is not innocent but he knows how to play the game.”

Kelsey scoffed.

“Oh please.” She said. “I’m better at him for sure.”

Detective Danson leaned closer. His eyes narrowed as he spoke.

“Then why are you here for the third time this week Kelsey?” He then backed away taking the files and putting them back in their designated spots on the cupboard. “Teens and even adults with wild criminal records like yours wind up in prison, juvie or hell, even receive the death sentence, punishable by law.”

“Oh please. You wouldn’t kill me.” Kelsey crossed her arms and leaned back. “You wouldn’t be able to live with yourself.”

“Well lucky for you.” Detective Danson let out a tsk sound. “If it comes to it, I wouldn’t be performing the deed. That would be up to the prison warden.”

Suddenly an officer ran in. His face reflected panic and sheer fear. “Danson.” He shouted.

“Yeah?”

“There’s multiple bodies down at Erie University.” The officer then ran out of the room.

“Son of a bitch.” Danson muttered. “Alright, I’m on my way.”

As Danson leaves, another officer; Officer Leroy walks into the interrogation room and shuts the door.

~•~

As Detective Danson and other officers arrive at the Erie University campus, multiple police cars surrounded one of the many frat houses.

Parts of the house were burnt and crumbled. Coroners loaded many bodies out of the house, bodies that were severely burnt.

“Well, things have changed since I’ve been here.” Danson muttered.

“You used to go here boss?” Officer Leroy asked.

“Yes. I was known as the Ted Danson of the university.” Danson flicked open a notepad and walked towards the scene.

“Because you were oh so handsome?”

“No, well yeah, but because I looked exactly like him.” Danson smirked. “Oh man, the girls in the Phi Gamma sorority house were in love with me.”

Another detective lifted up the crime scene tape for Danson and Leroy to walk through.

“James! What the fuck is going on?” Danson asked.

“Multiple bodies, severely burnt, and obviously dead.” Detective James stated as more bodies continued being wheeled out in body bags.

“We did manage to see security camera footage. Multiple teenage boys holding fireworks, firecrackers, you name it.” James held a tape and placed it in Danson’s hands.

“Excellent! Excellent work James!” Danson praised as he and Leroy walked into the sorority house.

“Oh yeah, the Phi Gamma sorority house. This was where the love of my life pledged.” Danson walked around the burnt house.

“You had a girlfriend boss?” Leroy followed behind him.

“She was more of a crush, but we did go out a few times.”

“What was her name?”

“Jane Horditch. Man, she was beautiful.” Danson saw a picture frame of multiple women posing in front of the house wearing bunny costumes.

“What happened to her?” Leroy asked as he looked at the picture as well.

“She was killed. A majority of the girls in this house were killed in a slashing.” Danson explained. “And those who did survive were either in a facility, or couldn’t take it and ended their lives.”

“Like, killed themselves?”

“Yep.” Danson continued looking at the picture.

“Was Jane in this picture?”

“Yes. She was right there.” He pointed a blonde girl in the middle of the group.

“Wow, she was gorgeous.” Leroy fawned.

“Well she’s dead. And the killer was eventually caught and given the death sentence so that gave me some closure at least.” Danson out the picture down on the burnt table and walked out of the house. “I think we have everything we need for this case.”

~•~

Noel Marrow and his friends were running on the road laughing and throwing firecrackers everywhere.

“Dude, I could get used to this. Hanging out, fucking around.” Noel laughed.

“Definitely.” One of his best friends, and frat house member, Nicholas said as he threw a firecracker directly over Noel’s head while laughing.

The group of five stopped in front of the Phi Gamma sorority house crime scene. Their faces paled.

“Shit, look what we did.” Another frat member, and friend, Joey said as a piece of the house tumbled down onto the cement with an echoing thump.

“Joe, man, relax. No one knows we did it.” Noel flaunted as he continued throwing firecrackers.

“Guys, I don’t like this.” Toby, another one of the boys said as he ran a hand up and down his arm nervously.

“Toby, man, relax, breathe.” Nicholas placed his hand on Tony’s arm. “You’re okay, besides you’re not holding firecrackers so you’re okay.”

“Oh shit, there’s a cop coming out way.” Another of the boys, Edwin, said as Detective Danson walked over.

“Well, well, if it isn’t Nolan Marrow.” Danson crossed his arms.

“Well, well, if it isn’t knockoff Ted Danson.” Noel gave back the same attitude and crossed his arms as well.

“I would like to ask you some boys some questions, if that’s alright.” Danson observed the firecrackers in the boys’ arms.

Toby let out a quiet whimper earning a dirty look from Noel. Noel then cleared his throat. “All jokes aside, what can we do for you Detective Danson?”

“I have reason to believe that you boys were involved in the murders of multiple sorority girls at the Phi Gamma house tonight.”

“Sir, I-I would like to say t-that, I wasn’t even there.” Toby stuttered. “I was in my dorm working on my English project.” Toby bit his nails nervously.

Danson glanced at the very nervous Toby. “What’s your name son?”

“T-Toby sir.” Toby replied.

“Well, Toby, perhaps I can speak to you first?”

“S-sure Sir.” Toby followed Danson to a tree. He looked up at the detective nervously.

“Look, son, I know how college works, especially frat boys. They like to manipulate innocent people into doing sorority and frat pranks, and hurt others.” Danson began. “I just want to know if they’re doing the same to you.”

“W-will I be in trouble?” Toby stuttered.

“You won’t, but if you’re hiding something, or you’re involved in the death of those multiple sorority girls, then you could.” Danson tapped his pen against the notepad.

“I used to be a straight A student before I met them. They said I can be popular and respected.” Toby pushed up his falling glasses. “But now, I can never do my work because Noel and his friends are always dragging me to frat parties and making me into a bad boy.”

“Toby, have they ever physically harmed you, or threatened to harm you if you didn’t comply by their rules?” Danson asked.

Toby glanced at the others before nodding quickly. His cheeks turned red and tears welled in his eyes. Danson noticed right away.

“Hey, hey Toby.” Danson placed a hand on his shoulder. “Look, you’re not in trouble. I just want you to answer this one question and I can send an escort with you back to your dorm okay?”

Toby nodded.

“Did you know any of the girls personally?”

“No. But I did see a few in my classes.”

“And you never talked to any of them?”

“No. I’m too shy to talk to anyone.”

“Okay. Thank you Toby.” Danson held his wallow talkie to his mouth.

Meanwhile, the other boys were watching.

“Shit, I wonder what’s going to happen to little Toby.” Joey commented as another officer walked over.

“Probably cracking as we speak.” Edwin shook his head. “I knew he’s too weak.”

“Hey! You don’t talk about my damn brother like that!” Nicholas whacked Edwin on the shoulder.

“Dude chill.” Edwin held up his hands. Nicholas took a deep breath and saw an officer place their hands on Toby. He ran over to the cop.

“Hey! What are you doing with my brother?” Nicholas asked.

“Just taking him back to his dorm. Danson’s orders.” The officer replied as he and Toby walked away.

Nicholas exhaled a sigh and walked back to his friends.

“So, what’s happening?” Noel asked.

“He’s going back to his dorm. Poor fella.” Nicholas ran his hand through his hair. Danson walked over.

“Let’s go to the station so I can interview you each individually.” Danson led to the group to two different squad cars and drove to the station.

~•~

Kelsey sat in the interrogation room bored. Her feet were up on the table.

“When can I leave?” She shouted at the cop who was watching her across the table.

“As soon as Danson gives me the heads up.” The officer replied. Kelsey groaned and leaned back on her chair.

She looked around the white nearly empty room dwindling her fingers on the desk.

The door opened and Danson walked in. “We have four boys here who might’ve been involved in the Phi Gamma homicide.”

“Bring them in.” The officer then turned to Kelsey. “You and Mr. Smith can leave.” He was referring to Leo.

“Great.” Kelsey walked down the hall until she spotted Leo walking out of another interrogation room.

“They let you go too?” She asked.

“Yeah. They said I was only aiding and abetting which wasn’t as bad as committing the crime itself.”

“Well, Danson found the suspects for a homicide at the Erie University Phi Gamma sorority house.”

Leo let out a whistle through his lips. “Shit, that’s crazy.”

“Yeah. Apparently multiple bodies were found, severely burnt and dead.”

As Kelsey and Leo were talking, the power suddenly goes out all over the station.

“What the hell?” Kelsey asked. Suddenly she and Leo felt pricks in their necks and fell unconscious.

~•~

Nicholas, Edwin, Noel and Joey felt pricks in their necks and also fell unconscious onto the interrogation room floor.

~•~

At the dorm, Toby was doing homework until the room grew pitch black.

“Hello?” Toby asked nervously as he walked around the dark room with his hands out. He felt plastic in front of him.

The plastic of a mask.

“Hello?” Toby asked again before falling unconscious.

~•~

A few minutes later, Noel woke up in a minuscule glass shower with multiple spouts. He laid on the uncomfortable shower floor.

“Mm?” He groaned as he opened his eyes. He saw the shower and panicked. In front of him, he saw Nicholas, Edwin, Joey, and even Toby tied in chairs in front of him.

“What the fuck is this?” Noel shouted.

“Why is Toby here?” Nicholas asked. “He didn’t do anything!”

As the group shouted in panic, a door opened and a woman with brown hair, wearing a red shirt, cargo pants, and black boots walked over to the group.

“Hello gentlemen.” The woman, Amanda, greeted.

“Who the fuck are you?” Noel shouted from the open shower. He noticed a monitor inside the shower. Kelsey and Leo were on it unconscious still. “What is my sister doing there?”

“Well, I’m Amanda.” She adjusted her hair. “And this is your punishment.” Her tone turned dark. “I knew you were responsible for the Phi Gamma homicide. My associate and close friend Adam caught you all.” She then turned to Noel. “Your sister’s also facing her own test. A punishment for her actions.”

Adam Stanheight walked in holding his camera and pointed to the photos surrounding the walls of the room.

Amanda walked over to Toby and crouched in front of him. Toby whimpered in fear. “Don’t be afraid.” She whispered. “I know you’re too much of an innocent boy to do this. That’s why you’re not in the pictures.” Amanda then stood up and faced the boys.

“Do we all die?” Joey asked.

“Not all of you.” Amanda smirked. “But let’s find out.” She flipped a switch and she and Adam left the room. The tape recorder on the wall beside Toby activated.

“Hello gentlemen.” The unsettling voice of John Kramer, The Jigsaw Killer, echoed through the recorder. “The reason why you’re here is because you have used your reckless personalities and took them too far, resulting in the deaths of innocent people, especially the Phi Gamma homicide at Erie University where you all attend. As well as the deaths of your reputations. However I do know that one of you is innocent, and we all know who it is.” Everyone glared at Toby. “But, let’s just say, Noel, you would be cleansed of your sins, but have constant reminders. If you can manage to confess to your sins before the timer is up, then you and your friends can be free. If you don’t, well, sin will catch up and you will be no more. Live or die, make your choice.”

The shower spouts activated one at a time and water splashed down on Noel. “What the hell?” He asked.

Suddenly the water changed and his skin started to burn. “Oh fuck!” He shouted.

“It’s acid!” Toby shouted. “Hydrochloric acid! That stuff eats through human flesh in seconds!”

“Fuck!” Noel shouted. His skin started showing red splotches.

“Confess! You have to confess!” Edwin shouted.

~•~

Kelsey woke up in a dark room on top of a high platform. She groaned as she regained consciousness “What the fuck is this?” She shouted in the dark space.

“Kelsey? Is that you?” Leo shouted.

“Leo?! You’re here too?”

“Yeah! It’s dark in here! I can’t see or move!” Leo whimpered as the lights suddenly turned on.

Kelsey had a collar on her head with a wire that connected around her head. In front of her was a thin tightrope.

Leo sat on the other side of the tightrope tied to a chair with multiple bits of barbed wire around him.

A recording turned on, once again John Kramer’s voice echoing.

“Hello, Kelsey. In front of you is a tightrope. Like all circus performers, you must cross it under the time limit or else your associate will perish. If you fall, the rope around your neck will tighten. The rope is incredibly thin, so this challenge will be harder. But back to to the subject, you’re here because of your history of breaking the law. Your associate has never committed any crimes himself, except help you, which by definition of law, is called aiding and abetting. You’re guilty of many things Kelsey Marrow.” The recording paused. “If you look at the monitor to your right, you will see your brother Noel Marrow and his friends in a challenge of their own. Noel’s history of pranks and negligence has led him here, you two are not innocent as people has perceived you to be. Now, Kelsey, you will have sixty seconds to cross this long tightrope or else you and your associate will be left here to rot. Live or die, make your choice.”

The recording ended and a timer ticked down.

“This is insane.” Kelsey stepped onto the rope and her body started tipping to the left.

“Even out your body weight Kelsey!” Leo shouted.

“That’s what I’m fucking doing!” Kelsey shouted as she leaned forward, with her arms out wide to her sides.

The timer ticks echoed through the room increasing the tension.

“Leo, oh my God!” Kelsey walked a bit more down the rope. The rope creaked and bounced under her weight. “I can’t do this!”

“Kelsey, yes you can. You used to pretend to do this all the time!” Leo wriggled in the chair. The barbed wire pierced deeper into his skin. “Don’t go fast, but also hurry!”

As Kelsey walked faster on the tightrope, her feet slipped and she fell. Her hands gripped onto the rope and her body was suspended above the floor.

“Use your muscles to hold yourself up!” Leo shouted. “Come on Kelsey! Use your damn muscles!” The timer then ticked down to 30 seconds.

“Oh fuck!” Kelsey finally made it onto the rope and took a deep breath. “Fuck this!” She started to run.

Her feet slipped and she fell off the rope. Her hands didn’t grip the rope in time, and the rope around her neck tightened snapping it.

The timer ticked down and her body limped.

“Oh my God, Kelsey!” Leo sobbed as the timer ended and an alarm echoed. The wire twisted around his body crumbling the skin and bones.

~•~

In the shower room, Noel screamed as bits of his flesh peeled off and onto the shower floor. He also heard the sound of a neck snapping on the monitor. “Oh God, Kelsey!” He shouted and sobbed. His sister was dead, as well as Leo.

“Fuck, Noel! Confess damnit!” Joey shouted.

“I did it. My friends and I, minus Toby, killed the girls of the Phi Gamma sorority house! It was us!” Noel shouted as he started to sob. “We also did stupid shit! I killed an innocent guy in a recent hit and run. I was drunk, please! Turn the shower off!”

The spouts turned off. Noel looked down at his body and sank down to the shower floor. His intenstines were all over the floor and blood was everywhere.

“Fuck! Noel’s dead!” Nicholas shouted.

Toby started sobbing and covered his eyes.

Edwin and Joey cursed and screamed. The doors opened and Amanda walked back in with two men. “Congratulations. You’ve confessed, but unfortunately Noel wasn’t so lucky. Kelsey and Leo weren’t either.”

The men, and Amanda, walked over to the boys and untied them. “Have you learned your lesson?” The brunette man, Mark, asked.

The boys nodded quickly.

“Y-yes.” They all said.

“Good.” Mark said in a Greek accent. “If you ever do anything like this again, you won’t like the outcome.”

The blonde, Lawrence, walked over to Toby and wiped his soaked tear-stained glasses.

Toby stood and shakily walked to a wall and leaned against it. He leaned down and vomited onto the floor as he sobbed.

“Toby!” Nicholas shouted as he ran to his brother.

Amanda ran over and held Toby up. “Hey. Here, I’ll handle him okay?” She faced Nicholas and then to Toby. “I got you.” She whispered in his ear.

~•~

She led Toby to a private room and sat him down on a bench. Toby’s head hung down as his glasses swooped off his nose.

“Hey, Toby.” Amanda placed her hand on his shoulder.

“Yeah, Amanda?” Toby muttered.

“Are you okay?”

“No.” Toby started sobbing. “I witnessed a man die and I snitched on my brother and friends to a cop!” He started blubbering and stuttering. “I-I’m the w-worst brother ever!”

Amanda crouched down and held a wipe to Toby’s mouth and wiped him clean. “You’re okay Toby. You’re okay.” Amanda kissed his head and held him tightly.

“I-I cracked under the pressure.” Toby’s shaky hands reached up to his glasses.

“It’s okay, Toby.” Amanda hugged him again. “I’ll take you back to your dorm, okay? You’ll just have to show me where it is.”

~•~

The detectives ran into the warehouse and entered the tightrope room first. They saw Kelsey’s hanging body and Leo’s bloodied body on the chair.

“Jesus.” Danson muttered as the detectives took pictures around the room.

As he paced around, Leroy ran in. “Danson, there’s another body in the next room.”

“Son of a bitch!” Danson cursed under his breath as he walked into the other room where the acid shower was. He walked over to the open shower and took pictures of Noel’s body. “Shit.”

Other detectives walked in and observed the scene. “This has to be a jigsaw crime, Danson.”

“Jigsaw is dead!” Danson slapped his sides. “This has to be something else!”

~•~

Nicholas, Edwin and Joey were sitting in an interrogation room. “Do you think Toby’s okay?” Nicholas asked.

“Yeah. Besides, that hottie Amanda is taking care of him.” Joey smirked.

“You guys are fucking weird.” Nicholas snarled as the door opened revealing three cops.

“You guys are under arrest for the murders of Cassie, Ashley, Constance, Alesia’s and Layla Malone.” The cop said as they tied handcuffs around each of the boys’ wrists.

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