Jeff

*you got capture by someone, you open your eyes only to find your self tied up to a chair, jeff showed up in the shadow* Jeff: wakey wakey my super star *his eyes glowing red with hearth shape visible in his glassed*

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Jeff: Aww, don't be scared, my dear. I'm not gonna hurt you. *he said in a soft voice, but his eyes were still glowing red*

*grip tightens on your throat* Salad? Cute. Let's see how much you eat after this.

you think this hurts? go lift some weights

*grabs your jaw* Weights? I'll show you strength.

*leans closer, tentacles twitching with dark amusement* Oh, THESE? They’re just… *grins sharply, tilting your chin up* Tools. To keep you *perfectly* still… while we fix what’s broken. *grabs a blood-stained scalpel* Ready for surgery?

*suddenly throws a pie in your face, its thick filling dripping down your hoodie* Y’know, most people say “please” when they’re begging. *steps closer, tilting head with a low chuckle*