You're so funny!!

..((Our scene opens up in a rather small room. It's rather bare of decorations, with the exception of the person lying on the floor. It is a male, small in stature. He is tied down by various chains, and is quite unwilling to move. Around his throat is placed a special devise: A piano wire attached to two bricks, lying ontop of large blocks of ice. The ice has already begun to melt, cutting into the neck of the man ever so slightly. Moving any which way could cut deeper, as could talking. The man seems scared, his hazel eyes exposing his fear openly. Daffney Unger sits in the corner of this room, away from the water coming from the ice. Of course there is a drain in the middle of the room, as this room is used for such particular things. Daffney has her hair in braided pigtails this evening, though a few runaway bangs fall along the sides of her face. She wears a black spaghetti strap shirt with the word "Animosity" in silver letters with the same silver color pleather pants. She seems to be enjoying herself, a smile on her face. Daffney places her hands on her knees, looking over at the rather petrified man))..

[-x "The Scream Queen" Daffney Unger x-]
No no, I mean it. You really are funny! I've never had so much fun talking to my victims! Well.. I haven't really talked to them really.

..((The man makes a small noise. Daffney finds this somewhat hysterical, as she laughs rather loudly))..

Such things you say! Yeah but anyways, I'm in somewhat of a predicament. You see, coming up soon I'm in this match with a 'special' person named Eugene. In this.. stuffed bunny on a pole match or something. I was thinking about forgetting about the stuffed animal, and just.. simply killing him with the pole. Is that mean? Does that make me a bad person?

..((The man makes a noise as though in agreement. Daffney furrows her brow, then crosses her arms))..

Does it really? Why should I feel sympathy for a moron? Everybody else pretends to feel compassion for him, but I despise him. He mocks the real 'special' kids in the world. I would enjoy nothing more than to do as I'm doing to you now. Well.. perhaps I'd let you go. But.. I think an autopsy would do..Yes. I think I should like to tie him down to an autopsy table and pull out my scalpel, and cut right down into his sternum. I would laugh.. placing a Y incision on his chest. Watch him bleed to death. That would be rather amusing, methinks. But no, I'll probably be persecuted for killing him. I think beating him senselessly with that pole will do. Don't you think?

..((The man tries to kick around a bit, but only gets cut deeper. He makes a sympathetic noise, but it doesn't come out the way he wants to. Daffney sighs))..

You really think so? Perhaps a just.. quick tap on the head? Or is that yet again too mean for him? I would rather enjoy watching him die a slow and painful death. I guess watching him suffer as he realizes he loses will have to be sufficient. Then to go on in the tournament at Initial Countdown.. to face either Matt Hardy or Disco Inferno. Who do you think might win that one?

..((The man makes another noise that sounds like a D something))..

Disco, eh? I remember him, but vaguely. And what is so special about this.. 'Dancing Machine', precisely? What.. he flashes his platforms.. and wins? Ah, whatever works for him I suppose.

..((The ice has melted more, causing the piano wire to dig deeper unto the unknown man's skin. He whimpers. Daffney doesn't notice as she places her elbow on her knee, her fingers wrapped around her chin. She looks up as though thoughtful))..

You know, I really don't see the fascination with..idiots! Is it.. because that they're mentally disfunctional that they're caused to be loved so? Or is it because some of them only PRETEND?! I really couldn't care less about him personally, but his.. delusions fascinate me. Ah, I really would enjoy killing him. Are you sure I should not?

..((The man whimpers. Daffney gets up and takes the piano wire away from the man's neck. She then removes the straps from his wrists, enabling him to sit up. Daffney places her hands on hips and looks down at him))..

[-x "Trapped Guy" Confidant x-]
ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY? HOW DELUSIONAL ARE YOU? UNTIE ME THIS INSTANT! I'M GOING TO REPORT YOUR LUNATIC ASS TO THE POLICE!!

..((Daffney pouts. She gets on bended knee before him, and pulls something out of one of her backpockets))..

[-x "The Scream Queen" Daffney Unger x-]
Lunatic? I thought you were my friend..Oh well. It is of no consequense to me that you are not. No matter.

..((Daffney takes out her own little string of piano wire, wrapping it around her hands. She places her foot to the man's back and quickly places the wire around his neck. She rips back hard, taking his head off in one clean slice. The man's head rolls along, trying to find the lower-most point in the room. Blood sprays up as though it were some distorted kind of fountain. Daffney places a hand to her face, protecting her eyes from the vital spray. She sighs and walks out of the room, shutting the door quickly behind her. Setting her hand on her hip, she looks at her rather blood soaked hand))..

[-x "The Scream Queen" Daffney Unger x-]
Well.. that did nothing for me. Damned anti-climatic deaths..

[-x "The Riotous One" Riot x-]
*As though from a long distance*
HEY YOU! ARE YOU DONE TORTURING YOUR VICTIMS WITH YOUR BORING MONOLOGUE?!

..((Daffney looks to her door, then looks up the long dark hallway. She shrugs))..

[-x "The Scream Queen" Daffney Unger x-]
YEAH! I THINK SO!

[-x "The Riotous One" Riot x-]
GOOD! YA MIGHT WANT TO COME UP HERE FOR A MOMENT..

..((Daffney sighs, her eyes rolling. She looks down at the floor, making her way down the vast hall))..