Day 05

Mood: Blehhh (is that a mood? I don’t know)

“What to do, what to do? I’m bored, maybe I’ll make something.” A very cheerful voice called out in the darkness. Despite it being cheerful, there was a rather twisted tone to it, as if making something implied something sinister and evil. The sound of clapping illuminated the room, it was made to look like a dungeon or a laboratory, either way it smelled of blood. Whistling echoed throughout the room, it belonged to a tall spindly man wearing a dark coat and a wide brimmed hat. He was all in black except for a brown belt and fingerless gloves. He pulled out two butterfly knives and played with them, flipping them throughout the air with surgical accuracy as if he was carving a body up. “So what am I going to make Jester?” He said, talking to himself as he jumped down the grey brick staircase landing on his steel tipped shoes. He slid over to a long table which revealed what looked like a female’s body. He noticed a chair across the room and he threw his knife into it and by magic a glowing green chain appeared and he pulled the chair towards him. “That’s better.” Jester spun the chair around and plopped himself down on it. “What should I name you pretty lady?” Jester asked the inanimate mannequin as he rubbed her face with the smooth side of his knife. Jester then put the knife in his mouth and started to bite down on it, not considering the consequences. He thought for a long while as the lights flickered above him. Jester took off his hat and scratched his hair which resembled the color of grass in the spring time. “Oh I know, your name shall be Le Cage, and you shall take the hearts of my victims and give it to me to show your loyalty, oh it’s perfect I tell you, oh am I a genius.” Jester started laughing manically. Jester pricked his finger and put a drop of blood on the doll and it started to glow, creating a large sigil where the blood was placed on its forehead. “Now come to life my doll!” Jester commanded as the doll started to float in mid-air as it radiated with a light that matched her master’s hair. The light then expanded and covered the whole room. “Magnificent.” Jester said as the doll descended on the table. But it wasn’t a doll anymore, it looked exactly like a young girl. She was in a black frilly dress with a cage like skirt. Her face however still had traces of her origin, it was emotionless and grey, when she opened her eyes they were revealed to be golden and stared into the void, mindlessly. “Good morning darling, how are you this morning?” Jester asked his creation. Le Cage sat up and looked at her master and blinked.

“Artificial causality weapon Le Cage reporting for duty.” She said with a monotone voice. “What is your desire master Jester?” She asked. Jester rubbed between his eyes which seemed permanently closed.

“WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG!” Jester shouted out loud. “How come I make an artificial causality weapon, it has no emotions, how freaking boring!” Jester kicked the chair and it shattered against the hard wall. Jester then grabbed Le Cage’s face and dragged it closer to him. “Oh come on, cut me some slack, I am a very impatient god and I have a lot of havoc to wreak so throw me a bone and show me some excitement.” Le Cage simply blinked at him.

“I do not understand your request, emotions are pointless for a weapon such as I.” Le Cage said, Jester then let go and screamed in agony.

“What’s the point of pain if you can’t feel good dealing it?” Jester raised his hands to the sky hoping from an answer up above.

“My purpose is to steal hearts master Jester, I do not require one myself, it is better this way.” Jester froze and then shivered where he stood.

“Are you telling me what is better?” Jester dashed to Le Cage and grabbed her face again. “Remind me, who am I?” Jester asked licking his lips.

“You are master Jester, one of the twin gods of torture, representing sadism.” Le Cage explained.

“Good and what does the word god mean?”

“You are an almighty being which is the physical form of your chosen role, you are the physical manifestation of sadism.” Le Cage continued to explain.

“So that means I know exactly what I’m doing. So I want you to start feeling, I want you to feel the pleasure when you rip someone’s heart out of their chest!” Jester turned around and got down on one knee. “And there’s only one way to do that.” Jester turned back around to Le Cage. “I want you to kill THEM...” Jester said with a sinister tone.

“Understood, so it is time...” Le Cage nodded her head.