04-18-2011, 10:46 AM
"I see. Well then, allow us to show you to your room." The trio would walk to it, which was next doors to Reize, and would welcome him in. Alex had been nice enough to bring in his luggage for the cat and allowed him to look at his expensive, luxurious room. "One oh one," King whispered into Reize's ear, putting him back into his trance state and having him frozen stiff outside of Salem's room, before saying "How do you like it, sir?" He asked, sneaking inside and to the cat.
"There's something else, Mr. Salem. Please, look at me." If the cat did, he would find the golden orb moving before his eyes, and if he would hear the same lie Reize had heard. If the orb worked for Alex and Salem was put into a trance, he would hear the voice of someone who really did love him and knew what was best for him. "The next meal you eat will be delicious. It will be the greatest meal you have ever tasted. It will be addicting to you, and will bring you more joy than anything else. When you see it, it will look like soup, unless you are told the truth..."
When Salem's mind was his own again, he would find himself on his bed, with a cart in his room as well. Alex had many bowls of soup, ready for the lad, and handed one to him, with a spoon. The surprise though, was that there was no soup. All the bowls were filled with mixes of Alex's sperm and piss....
"There's something else, Mr. Salem. Please, look at me." If the cat did, he would find the golden orb moving before his eyes, and if he would hear the same lie Reize had heard. If the orb worked for Alex and Salem was put into a trance, he would hear the voice of someone who really did love him and knew what was best for him. "The next meal you eat will be delicious. It will be the greatest meal you have ever tasted. It will be addicting to you, and will bring you more joy than anything else. When you see it, it will look like soup, unless you are told the truth..."
When Salem's mind was his own again, he would find himself on his bed, with a cart in his room as well. Alex had many bowls of soup, ready for the lad, and handed one to him, with a spoon. The surprise though, was that there was no soup. All the bowls were filled with mixes of Alex's sperm and piss....
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.