#tw electric chair

[accidental-tally-hall-reference]

i need to be executed

In the electric chair, perhaps?

[vivuz]

CASE 1 EXECUTION: KIKILA LOREINA, ULTIMATE JAILBREAKER (tw electric chair, burning)

Execution comic for the danganronpa discord roleplaying game I have going on. Monokuma is in his humanoid unit for this game. Kikila was found guilty of homicide.

VERY messy and not really defined, mostly sketched but I think it is worth posting~

Kikila is not mine but this was made and posted with permission from her creator.

[arbielikestrains]

This is where I post from btw. If you even care ^*-~~`

[loregifs]

#siri play one of your girls by the weeknd

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price discussing the electric chair

The Tingler (1959) director: William Castle

[scholarofgloom]

[fangwebs]

── CUIDADO LA ARAÑA.

[secretly-a-trickster-goddess]

*Look up “True Crime” on Tumblr because I genuinely find old, unsolved crime cases interesting.*

*It’s all a bunch of people getting hot and bothered for REAL LIFE serial killers and school shooters and drawing cutesy fanart of them.*

[mind-electric-labyrinth]

OOC - Welcome to Kiseki lore drop!!! :D

(She’s seven here by the way)

[eoieopda]

my brother is fired, okay? fired.

i was rushing to leave this morning, so i grabbed my emotional support water bottle, gobbled down my adhd meds, and was about to scoot out the door. my brother asked if i had a big day ahead — i had no idea why he asked, so i was just standing there like 👁️👄👁️❓

then, he pointed at my adderall on the kitchen counter and was like, because you doubled-up, dude.

instead of making the educated guess that i’d forgotten about taking them and thought i was taking them for the first time, he just ??? assumed that i wanted too much nyoooom in my brain??? and watched me snork additional, literal amph*tamines without a word ☠️

he should know me better than that by now. i don’t remember anything that has ever 👏🏻happened 👏🏻.

[whumppmuhw]

morally conflicted whumper

contains: moral issues, electric chair/electrocution, torture devices mention, restraints, torture mention, interrogation mention, death wish, implied death threat, lady whump

so basically what if whumper didn't like whump (but had to do it anyways. I'm emotionally whumping the whumper)

yeah I don't have a name for the other character so X it is

...

"Whumper! Good to see you!" X grinned as they set down the device they were working on. Their cheerful face was in direct contrast to Whumper's disheartened frown and cheerless body language.

"Yeah, good to see you too." He was sincere, and both of them knew it, but it had a grumpy, dismissive tone.

"Why the sad face? Are things not going well for Whumpee?"

"She doesn't like it here, and wishes daily that she could get out. She says that things are unfair, and that this never should have happened to her. Every time she looks in the mirror, she sees a shell of who she used to be. She's depressed, but can't do anything about it."

X had known their friend for a long time, and knew when something was going on. Whumper was never direct about his problems, and would rather avoid talking about them entirely, but his expressions and mannerisms would always give it away. "You're not talking about Whumpee," they accused.

"Mhm."

"How's she really doing? More importantly, how are you doing?"

Whumper decided to focus on the first question, and skip the second altogether. "Fine, I guess. Your electric chair is very effective, and I've been able to get a lot of information out of her."

X didn't show their prideful grin, though they loved hearing good things about their torture devices. "What's her day-to-day like?"

"She sleeps on the floor, no blanket, no nothing, in a cell with her ankle chained to the wall. She gets meals twice a day, and water every waking hour. Mostly I use the electric chair on her, she can't stand being electrocuted, but occasionally I'll use other things on her to mix it up."

Whumper sighed, and X didn't reply, allowing Whumper to continue.

"Don't tell anyone this, but I hate seeing her like that. I hate the way they make me treat her. I hate the way they treat me." He was pacing in a circle now, on a roll. "I don't want to be mean to her. I hate the sound of her screams. Every time she's defiant, I want to take her side, but I can't, so I hit her just to make her shut up. I don't like that either, but I don't want to face the problems. And the bad part is, she'll only ever remember me as the bad guy. I wish they never would have given me this job. You would do much better at it than I am. Hell, anyone would."

"A lot of the others seem to enjoy it. They say stepping into the role of interrogator and torturer can be really cathartic."

"Well, I'm not the others, am I?"

"No, and I get where you're coming from. The role isn't for everyone."

"What would you do if they called you to do it?"

"I'd have to take it, you know that, but...I don't know. Maybe it'd be fun."

"Bunch of sickos," Whumper muttered under his breath.

"Sorry?"

"Nothing. I doesn't matter."

Still, X could see the pent up anger boiling under the surface. "What are you gonna do?"

"I want to leave here."

"They'd kill you."

"Yeah, so what."

"I'd miss you."

Whumper made eye contact with X, and the two thought about what life was like before they came here. Days spent together, laughing and living carefree, before they got wrapped up in this hell. X was having a much better time adjusting than Whumper, and even found their job enjoyable - designing and creating machines meant to break anybody in myriad ways. All Whumper longed for was his old life, something he'd never have again.

"Tell you what," X proposed. "You've almost got everything you need out of Whumpee, right? Once you're done with her, I'll request you come work here with me. I can't say it'll ease your moral qualms entirely, but they'll likely never call you to do it again. And if they do, I'll ask to take your place."

"That'd...be better," and Whumper smiled a small smile, which quickly turned to a frown. "You'd...want to take my place?"

"I'd have a better time with it than you would, yeah."

"You enjoy hurting people?"

"I make all of these devices, don't I?" X sighed, and Whumper almost seemed offended. "Listen, Whumper, things aren't like the way they used to be. I-"

"No," Whumper cut off. "No, you-you used to be good, but you're just like them- I can't, I can't believe you..." He turned to leave, shaking his head, voice wavering.

"Where are you going?" X yelled, but they weren't acknowledged. All they could hope for was that Whumper would do anything that lead him to a fate worse than Whumpee.

[bl00d-f3t15h]

omggg im SUCH a gemini.

[reliabledragon]

It is beyond parody that a 6-year old shot their teacher in Virginia, and the governor responded by saying that the solution was to "pass tougher penalties for crimes committed with guns".

Yeah, I'm sure the other 6-year olds will think twice after you send this one to the electric chair, Youngkin.

[ninjastormhawkkat]

This is fine :,3333

She is definitely not sitting in what is most likely an electric chair or chair that has needles ready to be punctured into her skin. Definitely not tied up either.

[cyarsk52-20]

Somebody needs to cut off his mic, we don’t care about what a person who groomed a teenager thinks . Honestly groomers and child rapists are more of a 🚩 than single mom with kids

Oh and btw, in case you were wondering, he’s #NotADragQueen either

[youryanderedaddy]

Tw: nsfw, murder

Imagine you're a messed up detective with a thing for serial killers. The more brutal, the better. As you tie them down and ride them to oblivion, eyes wet with sadistic satisfaction at the thought they can look but not touch, you know that in less than a week you'll be the one to send them to the electric chair. And even as they shake and cry for mercy, it's your name written on desperate cold lips.

Except this time, you've left the rope a touch too loose.