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 end of day


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it is just not the same without you my love/


i cannot bring myself to commit the act/


i enjoy watching you do it/


but I will always be the voyeur/


the toys were able to break us/


and so many of our fantasies will no longer come true/


we had so many elaborate deaths planned for them/


and if i had your strength they would suffer those deaths/


and we would shatter those toys one by one/


still they would suspect nothing/


for we made the puzzle too difficult to solve/


i have to go now my love/


though i could fight onward/


it would be meaningless without you/


goodbye my love.







Askthepizzaguy stood up from where he was sitting in the corner. His quiet sobbing didn't look out of place. But somehow, nobody even noticed he was there, even when he had participated in their discussions.

Perhaps they didn't want to see him there. But all the clues had been hidden away, in the rules which were written for all to see.

When he forced the majority on Elite Ferret, he was certain they would notice him then. His death would have inspired his love to kill them even more viciously. And slaughter them even faster. And so, his vote had a purpose.

But his love was too cunning, even for him. He didn't even know that Elite Ferret was the one he admired from afar. He always wore that hood, and kept his face covered.

And so, faced with the inevitability of being trapped in the cage with his Toys, with nothing to eat, and no way of secretly killing them off, he decided that the game was over.

The Toys had won. And they would be free to escape from the Playground.

He knew what he was doing. When he voted to put robbiecon to death, it was clear that he was crying over the loss of Elite Ferret, not because he was helplessly trapped alongside them.

Even as he approached robbiecon, he knew he would be unable to do the deed personally. He could never summon the courage.

He thought about tormenting them further.

But it wouldn't be the same without his love.

He would not enjoy their deaths. They would be far less inspired. Mere beatings and strangulation.

They would not be art.

And without his Muse, they would never be truly inspired.




"though i could torment you further/


it is clear that you have broken us/


it was my hope that we could break you/


but you are too strong-willed/


you are free to go."






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broken toys/

chaotix - head smashed in with hammer
townhughthom- legs sawed off on the 'merry-go-round'
autolycus- fell into a burning ring of fire
Jarema- turned into a french fried version of himself
rickinator9- left this world on a sad note
edse- didnt even see it coming
classical_hero / avatar of chaotix- his chest has much in the way of cleavage now
caius- ....................... went smushy
zack- felt the need to spill his guts
Elite Ferret- Tormentor of Toys
Askthepizzaguy- Keeper of Toys







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