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SignUp Now!Cope.My complaints about OSI still stand. This is literally OSI doing torture RP and burning not ONE but TWO guy's eyesballs with a flashlight. Torture RP is cringe. Change my mind.
*** [[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] rummages through his pocket for a moment, pulling out a flashlight.
[[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] says "Delegate. Hold open his right eyelid, if you would."
*** Lieutenant Timothy Taylor Kneels of his own accord looking directly at the man, A look of nothingness seemingly in his eyes, Perhaps malice or hatred or some form of sympathy. *** S10/OWS.RANGER-75 quickly glances to the man on his right, and then looks back towards the kneeling man. He slings his SPAS-12 as he leans slightly down, holding out his hand to hold the man's eye open.
[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] says "You've lost sight of what the Union has directed you to do in the betterment of our society."
[[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] says "The horizon is obscured for you."
[[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] says "Yet, not to worry, the Union gives second chances."
[[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] says "And while the horizion may be forever obscured to you after what is about to come..."
[[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] says "You will always have the Union to guide you..."
[[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] says "Beautiful? Is it not?" *
** Lieutenant Timothy Taylor The man battered, kneels quietly still staring at the man, His right eye directed onto him.
*** [[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] reaches his flashlight forward. He points it towards the wall, flicking the light on.
***' The flashlight is high powered. A powerful beam of light would project on the wall.
*** [[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] leans forward for but a moment. Silence would permeate the room as he holds the flashlight at his side. *** [[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] reaches his head forward, whispering to the man.
*** [[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] pulls the flashlight up, shining the light directly into the man's right eye.
*** [[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] looks down at the man, slowly pushing the light forward. Inch by inch, until only the light would encompass the man's vision.
*** Lieutenant Timothy Taylor begins wincing as the bright blinding light fills his right eye, He tries pulling away.
[[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] says "When the Union was out of sight... They came for me."
*** [[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] pushes the light forward, almost touching the man's cornea. *** [A certified attack dog for the Union,...] notably turns his head to the side, perhaps mildly distraught given the circumstances. He was no sadist.
[[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] says "When they came for me, they brought their light..."
*** S10/OWS.RANGER-75 uses his other hand to grab hold of the top of the man's head.
*** [[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] pushes the light into the man's eye, making contact at this point. The heat from the bulb would push against his fragile cornea. *** Lieutenant Timothy Taylor squirms slightly in the grasp of the transhuman arm soldier.
[[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] says "And from their light... I found Salvation..."
*** [[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] pulls the light back, removing it from the man's vision.
[[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] says "Now..."
[[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] says "Your other eye."
*** Walter Theodore Banks gazes at the scene. His broken face looks on in horror.
[[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] says "Delegate?" Lieutenant Timothy Taylor says "Agghhhh!!"
Lieutenant Timothy Taylor says "Not the other eye godammit."
*** S10/OWS.RANGER-75 releases his gloved hold on the man's right eye, switching his grip to keep the other eye opened. Player Only Salty has joined the game
*** [[Central Office Pin] A pale skinned i...] pivots the flashlight over the other man's eye, flicking it on. Once again, the light would fill his vision.
You get the point.
Bit of a crying wojak. Maybe a little cringe. Perhaps a little unepic. Sounds like he's seething hard.Cope.