- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- Quite often
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- Dark Fantasy, Fantasy, Zombie, slice-of-life survival, Post Apocalyptic, Cyberpunk, Sci-fi, High Fantasy, Modern, medieval
Shadow stops his task as he hears the sadness and shock in Hannah's voice. "I'm sure she'll be fine. Maybe a little cut and whipped, but fine." He set down the guitar and sat down next to the worried girl. He placed his hands on her shoulders in an attempt to calm her nerves. "It will be alright."
In the room, Harri grabbed Hope by her ankle and dragged her back towards him as she tried to crawl away. "No you don't!" he says as he pulled down a rope hanging from a pulley system on the ceiling. With the other hand, he grabbed both of hers and forced them through the loop, and pulled it tight. As she struggled to get free, he reached over and pulled another rope hanging on the same pulley system, dragging her upwards, forcing her to her feet, restricting the use of her hands, and leaving her unable to get away. He ties the end to a peg sticking out of the wall so she couldn't get the rope loose and slip away. He smirked devilishly as she hung there, feet barely touching the floor.
In the room, Harri grabbed Hope by her ankle and dragged her back towards him as she tried to crawl away. "No you don't!" he says as he pulled down a rope hanging from a pulley system on the ceiling. With the other hand, he grabbed both of hers and forced them through the loop, and pulled it tight. As she struggled to get free, he reached over and pulled another rope hanging on the same pulley system, dragging her upwards, forcing her to her feet, restricting the use of her hands, and leaving her unable to get away. He ties the end to a peg sticking out of the wall so she couldn't get the rope loose and slip away. He smirked devilishly as she hung there, feet barely touching the floor.