"Oh? Was it?" he cackles, "Good. It was supposed to be. But also it was quite a bit of work- it's rather difficult to slice a body up into 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵.."

[ @metallica-iron.bsky.social ] "Ohhh.. Look at who it is. Unfortunately for you I don't have any 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 packages for you to pick up." A far too wide grin stretches across his face- "By the way.. Did you enjoy what I sent you and your little group 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 time?"

"Oohhh I've got so much 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 to do.."

"It is a rather fine scalpel! Losing it would've been a rather disgusting turn of events."

"My last subject! Fortunately we hadn't disposed of them yet. I would've been a bit upset if I had lost my favorite scalpel."

"Would you like to know where I left it?"

"Ah I found it- left it somewhere rather silly."

Lost track of my favorite scalpel.. Where could it have gone?

Good :)

It is! Do you not enjoy it?

"Halloween is such a fun time of year."

(( huh.. ghiaccio account is gone. they had messaged me and now their account is deleted- though the message preview looked like a common phishing thing. Rip.))

Simple minds have simple expectations.

Then don't ask questions you don't want the answer to.

Would you like to find out personally?

Hmmmmm.. Do I organize the bottles and jarred specimens in my basement work area.. Or sharpen some of my implements..

"Haha- I don't doubt that! I mean- some of the fools we've brought in off the street did smell horrible.. And I've had a fair share of patients that were also rather.. Acrid.. But I don't go out of my way to smell them."

"Ah.. I see! Good, good. You know- the way you perceive things is 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. I do not usually take into account the way someone smells."

"I'm.. Not sure how I feel about that statement!"

"Can confirm."

((needta finish my part 5 oc's page....))

..So. Due to a lapse in judgement, the last fellow I had brought over for filming escaped. No clue how- he was full of quite the menagerie of drugs and had some extensive injuries.

(( think ive gotten a better hang of playing cio. Hope you guys like the way i write this bastard lol))

"Let's see.. Ohh- we could break his fingers with a surgical hammer.." 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘺𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘪𝘵-

The internet is your friend.

Haha, well it truly depends on what you'd be most comfortable doing! Do some research!

𝘈 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺- "Secco that is an 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 suggestion. Perhaps some drugs that'll make him far more sensitive to the pain we subject him to? Oh the possibilities.. Heeheee.. Let me see what we have.."

"Oh but how should we go about this.. What manner of torment is this fool deserving of?" 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨-𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵. "It needs to be something.. Interesting. Have any ideas, Secco dear?"

To understand the freak, you must embrace the freak.

Debating on what color of nail polish to use. I've been going with a purple that matches my lipstick but.. Maybe something different would be fun for a change.

"Oh well of course! We have to capture every wonderful moment of this poor fool's last moments on earth-" 𝘏𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘴 "-I bet this one's face will contort in agony in such a wonderful way! Do make sure to zoom in on that when it happens."

Sorry- freaks have the most fun.

On rare occasions I miss my old life. Well- at least the aspect where I was working in a hospital.

Oooh. I like the look of that.

I'll think about it. Not like I have to worry about losing my job since honestly it's more of a side gig to me.

It's so amusing how the boss is terrified of me.

Oh come 𝘰𝘯- I'm sure 𝘸𝘦 could have fun together.

🙄🙄 Ughhhhhh

What does that even mean

𝘜𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘯'𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯, 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳'𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦. "Oh! Look at him! What a 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 pathetic man! You've brought home a 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 subject, Secco! Good boy!" 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘚𝘦𝘤𝘤𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸, "Come now- let's go create 𝘢𝘳𝘵."

I know.

👀

𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘊𝘪𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘚𝘦𝘤𝘤𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦- "How about you go out and find us a new subject? I'll give you an extra treat as a reward after."

"Ah, good boy, Secco." 𝘏𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥, "Now then- I believe this is what you were after?" 𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥- "Here you are. Don't go biting my fingers 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 time."

🙄

I can and 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 find you /srs

"My 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳 Secco-" 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘚𝘦𝘤𝘤𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 "- Yes I was.. a 𝘣𝘪𝘵 busy, but you know you can come to me if there's something that you need. You know I'm not keen to neglect the needs of my 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘵, hm?"

𝘚𝘦𝘤𝘤𝘰'𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘬 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘮- "Oh my dear Secco, you simply need to tell me 𝘸𝘩𝘺 you thought digging through the trash was a better way to get the sugar cubes you love so much instead of simply asking 𝘮𝘦."

𝘏𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸 "You needn't dig in the garbage for one, you know." 𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘨𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘣𝘦, 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘣. 𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘚𝘦𝘤𝘤𝘰- "𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩.. I've told you not to dig in the trash so I'm not quite sure you deserve it.."

"Hmmm- What is it that you're digging around for? Surely you don't expect to find something good in there."