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      “What do you mean the elderly don’t count? They ALWAYS count or is there an age limit on this?” He then shook his head, “Yes, it might be more easier, but I highly doubt I will lose this deal of ours.”

      “uh, NOPE. that sounds about right.” she pauses to shoot him a mischievous smirk. “i look forward to being able to send my future notices with ease. y’know, cause of that new fax machine. — oh, and hey! the elderly don’t count!”  

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Bring up my muse's past. Mess them up. Devastate them. Hit them with feels. Nothing is off limits.

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   “One week it is then.” He didn’t have to say it was a DEAL, but he did hope she already knew that. It wouldn’t be that hard (or so he hoped) to find someone who would take him up on his little off and then he could win this little BET the both of them had, “Anything else I should know about this little deal of ours?”

         SHE  feels her lips pucker into a grin, slender arms moving to brace against the curve of her hips. giving him a nod, she decides to play into it. it’s just a harmless bet, afterall—-&& besides, a NEW fax machine wouldn’t hurt one bit. “all right, foggy nelson. you’ve got a WEEK. one whole week. you deliver your end, and you don’t have to get the shirt. but i win, i get the shirt AND a brand new fax machine.” the tilt of her head, a playful glint in her sea glass gaze. “we got a DEAL?”

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Foggy; Why are you hurting me, Jess??

Me; I can 

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“P-please.. Please don’t..”

@nervousmando

Foggy took a few steps closer, towards Tari, and truth be told? He didn’t even know WHY in the world he was even here, but right now? The only fact that mattered was that something inside his head was telling him to finish exactly what he was doing (Even though it was against everything he would ever do.)

“It only hurts for a moment.”

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Torture sentence starters

“Oh god.. Oh please, god, no!”

“Please… Please..! I’ll do anything..!!”

“P-please.. Please don’t..”

“Anything but that.. Please, please! Stop!”

“Stop? Why on earth would I do a thing like that for?”

“We’re having so much fun!”

“We’ll have so much fun, you and I…”

“Look at the new toy I got for us to play with!”

“Shut up! Shut up!!”

“Oh please.. Like I haven’t heard that one before…”

“If I had a nickel for every time someone begged me to stop… I’d be fucking rich.”

“Ooh, look at that. Look at all the blood. Amazing, isn’t it?”

“Let’s crack open the hood and see what’s underneath, shall we?”

“You know what I love more than agonized screaming? The sound of people choking on their own blood. Very satisfying.”

“If you beg, I might just stop… Maybe. But only if you’re sincere.”

“Beg me, you stupid whore! Beg me to stop! Come on!!”

“Go ahead – beg for forgiveness. God’s the only friend you’ve got down here. ”

“Shut up or I’ll wrap your intestines around your throat like a scarf.”

“Ha ha! I love it when they scream!”

“Keep going… I love the sound of your voice.”

“Stop praying! There is no God here.”

“Shut the fuck up!!”

“Let’s play a game, shall we? It’s called, ‘how many of your organs can I remove before you die?’“

“Alright, here’s the deal… Since you scream every time you see me – let’s just remove your eyes, hm?”

“Has anyone ever told you how good you look in red?”

“Beautiful… Absolutely beautiful…”

“I’m not going to kill you… But I’m going to make you wish I would.”

“This is what you get! This is what you get for hurting me!”

“Do you like rats? I hope so. Because we’re going to play a little game with one that involves your stomach, a container, and an open flame.”

“Have you ever heard of abacination?”

“You’ve got cavities back there, you know. Why don’t remove those pesky teeth for you, hm?”

“Wake up! Can’t have you passing out on me.”

“I won’t scream.”

“I won’t tell you anything.”

“There’s no way I’m gonna tell you shit.”

“By the time anyone finds your body, they won’t be able to identify it.”

“No one is coming for you.”

“You won’t get away with this!”

“People will notice! They’ll look for me!”

“Stop, oh god, please! Please stop.. The pain..!”

“You’re insane!”

“Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing – I’ve got a medical degree, you know.”

“Shh, don’t cry. Don’t cry.”

“No tears now, okay? Everything will soon be over.”

“Stop! Please, stop! I’ll tell you anything! Just stop!”

“Tell me – how does this feel?”

“I hate you! Oh god, I hate you!”

“Fuck you!”

“Fuck off!”

“Oh, what a mess you’ve made…”

“You look like a mess.”

“Chin up, kid. It’ll be over soon enough.”

“I’m just going to borrow a few fingers, okay?”

“Could you lend me a ‘hand’? Yes? Oh good. I was planning on taking it anyway.”

“Shut up, I’m not going to kill you. You don’t deserve that kind of mercy.”

“You know why you’re here.”

“Own up to what you’ve done and maybe you’ll leave here alive!”

“What the fuck is wrong with you!?!”

“Please! Someone help! Anyone! Oh god.. PLEASE!”

“Not that – anything but that! P-please! PLEASE, NO!”

“Let me go. Please.. Please let me go…”

“I’ll tell you anything you want! Just please, please stop!”

“I’m not going to break that easy.”

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Foggy going up against Wolf Ram and Hart. 

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How about a Starter Call? Possibly something random of a sort. 

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“Correct, anyone I want in all of Hell’s Kitchen.” He stated with a smug grin on his face, “I will make that wager and raise you a new fax machine as well.” Of course, deep down, he knew he was going to be out a lot of cash if this ploy failed, but he hoped it didn’t go further than this. 

      “anyone you want?” her tone is teasing, a sly smile ghosting along the corners of her pink lips. "that is QUITE the claim, foggy nelson.” sliding forward a bit, arms crossed over her chest, she decides to make a suggestion. “would you be willing to make a wager on said skills?”

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Karen + Foggy

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reblog if

     You’re okay with roleplaying in 3-way ( More than just two people) threads with others.               Can be just mutuals or everyone. 

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     “Just put it on the next bill! He won’t notice anything, he never dies, and you know what? I am more than just a master of charming older women.” He let out a light chuckle, “In fact, I can get anyone I want, and you simply have to watch!”

       “the SPA?” she suppresses a giggle, brow raising as she eyes him. “while i’m sure you’re a master at charming women of the elderly variety, i’m not sure you’ve won me over. and besides, matt isn’t the culprit here. YOU are.”

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🔪 on accIDENT MAYBE IKD

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It was all an accident, it was all that he was saying to himself --- he was trying to get the letter opener to work. Tried, failed, and even tried again. He simply couldn’t get it to open anything.

Then, the next thing he knew, the damned thing was stuck right in his stomach, and he was stabbed (It was an accident), but it was still was painful to say the least, “Oh, look. I am bleeding.”

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Send me 🔪 to stab my muse.

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        “Out of the DARKNESS 

                                                               and 

                                                                                                               into the LIGHT.”

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“CASE CLOSED!?” Okay, he was getting a little angry even though it was not really anger, but annoyance, “Let Matt by the new one --- He will agree with me. I am not buying it.”

“Either Matt buy’s it or... I will buy you a new outfit, espresso machine, and even...” He paused for a moment, “A day at the spa --- you like them, right?”

        “foggy, the whole reason i even need a new shirt is because SOMEONE decided to try out the new office espresso machine without reading the proper instructions on how to use the damn thing.” she lifts an eyebrow, shooting the gentlest of glares in his direction. “you ruined the old one, you buy the new one. CASE CLOSED.”