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Round 32 [Shroomfield action] {Backdated a little}
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[Dempsey hadn't been watching what he was putting inside of his food, and in all truth and honesty he didn't really care. He just wanted to make himself some soap as the days began to turn colder. Of course because of this he hadn't taken notice of the strange mushrooms that had cut up, figuring that since they were in the kitchen then someone in the house must have bought, therefore they were safe to eat. Of course as it turns out the exact opposite was true, something that he would quickly find out soon enough.]

[Action; Goldberg St.]

[Dempsey growled, standing on his lawn experiencing a scene that only he could see as he struggled to get out of what appeared to be a very tiny cage.]

Ah shit! What the fucking hell you cocksuckers! Why am I stuck in this damn piss hole again!?

[Reaching forward he grabbed a hold of two bars and began and shaking them as if they were there. Pushing himself away from the imaginary bars before promptly falling down, fulling expecting there to be something to stop him from falling.]

[Grunting as he realized the imaginary walls weren't where they were supposed to be. Looking behind him, his mind  envisioned his bamboo cage breaking as he fell back. A large grin quickly spread across his face before he began to quietly let out an evil and creepy laugh that may even make a hardened individual cringe if they heard it.]

[Quickly Dempsey took notice of a nearby drone wandering. Getting into a low crouch, believing himself to be in a dark swamp before approaching the drone slowly and quietly. It had taken a while for him to reach poor, unsuspecting individual, but once he did Tank's actions were quick and decisive.]

[Grabbing a hold of the drone's head, a sickening crack could be heard as Dempsey twisted the drone's head into an odd angle that it should not be in.]

You fucking Japanese pricks thought that you're so fucking smart at catching me didn't you? [He whispered into the now dead drone's ear.] Well the joke's on you, cause Tank Fucking Dempsey isn't gonna stop until he's killed each of you.

[Getting back into a low crouch, Dempsey quickly dragged the body over to a nearby house and set it down on the porch. Turning around he began to stalk off, looking for more of his human prey.]

{OOC: Alright as you can probably tell, Dempsey has eaten the mushrooms and is not in the best of mind at the moment. So please, approach him at your own risk as he may very well attack you. Note: he will not kill or harm your character in anyway possible unless specifically asked for. Also, he is currently unarmed at the moment so there is no need to worry about him shooting your character if they approach or run away. Also, if you really believe that your character can get Dempsey to snap out of it, then by all means go ahead and try. And as a side warning, there may also be extremely heavy language. So if you find any of Dempsey's language to be too offensive here then I will censor it.

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[It was by chance that Wilhelmina was coming home at just that moment a bad of convenient ready made food in her arms. She spied the man that was assigned as her husband have some kind of psychotic episode in the yard and then kill one of the neighbors. The behavior was concerning and he could prove a danger to everyone else including himself.]

Stop. You must desist your actions right now.

[At first he did not really take notice of his Not!wife, being to busy following after another drone and getting ready to pounce on them.]

Very well, it would be easier to simply restrain you if you are in this kind of state.

[There was no reason to hold back, her recent regain made her life and method of dealing with problems simple. She extended her right arm forward towards Tank, as she did so several white ribbons rushed out at incredible speeds towards him.]

[He had caught the drone finally and was about to try and rip open it's throat before taking notice of Wilhelmina. Turning around, drone in his arms as Dempsey imagined there to be several ropes instead of ribbons being tossed towards him. Growling dangerously, he attempted to kick the drone in the path of the ribbons before turning around to make his escape.]

There ain't no way in fucking hell that I'm going back to that fucking cage you damn, Jap pussies!

You are hallucinating.

[It wan't a plea to wake him up, it was a statement of fact. If he didn't try and dodge the ribbons would begin to wrap around him as if the were multiple snakes.]

Fuck you! If I am then it's probably because of that piss-poor water you fucking cum-licking pricks kept me in for two fucking weeks!

[Hey had dodged a few of the ribbons before one of them had wrapped itself around his left wrist, causing him to struggle violently against the "rope". Still that didn't stop him from attempting to move, this time towards Wilhelmina herself.]

Alright you want to fucking through down? I'll through down after I rip out your damn guts and send you back to hell where you belong!

[The ribbon violently jerks to the side as more come flying across to attempt to tie him up as much as possible.]

You are at a disadvantage, it is advisable to simply stop then to resist.

The hell I will you damn swamp rat!

[He growls and begins running towards her, attempting to reach her while trying to dodge as many of the ribbons as possible.]

[She doesn't move, there's no need to. If he got close enough she would just make a wall out of ribbons between them and engulf him from there. For the moment however she was going at him from all sides, including below and above. She was concerned about his fragile human body, but perhaps she shouldn't be.]

[Her ribbons manage to wrap around his ankles as he continued to charge towards her, getting ready to attempt to tackle her.]

[the minute they have a firm hold they jerk upward in order to have him hang.]

[He grunted a little in surprise as he was yanked up, while his halucinating mind began to believe that he had walked into a rope trap.]

Figures! You fucking cowards can't face me fairly! [He begins to try and pull his body up in an attempt to free himself from his new bindings.]

If I faced you directly the way you are now it would hardly be fair.

[It was safest for him this way with her Flame Haze body and one of her abilities back.]

You will be restrained until you gain your proper mind.

[More ribbons came forward ready to wrap themselves around Tank like a cocoon.]

The fuck are you talking about you damn, Jap bastard! [He keeps struggling, even as more and more ribbons start to wrap around him, this time opting to try and bite his way out, knawing on the restraints as he body continued to struggle.]

I am not Japanese, and even if I were it would mean very little in this situation.

[They just keep coming, nothing done to them damages them and they just wraps themselves tighter.]

But you are a danger to all as you stand. Hope that it wears off soon.

[Or else he may be stuck like that for a while.]

[He just keeps struggling and trying to bite his way free.]

Just you wait until I get out of here you bastards! I'll fucking slaughter you and all of your buddies and keep your god-forsaken heads as fucking trophies!

[It may take a while, in the mean time she's welcome to play pinata with him.]

[She doesn't reply to that, instead she starts to drag him back into the house, perhaps she should hang him from the ceiling or confine him to a chair or room. She would have to think about it after dinner.</i.]

[At the moment he believes that he was still bound by rope and being taken to a straw hut.]

Grr, stop ignoring me you bastard son of a 20 cent whore!

[In the end she chose a chair, plopping him in and then adding more ribbons to bind him to it. She then took the ribbons from the chair and had them tie themselves to other parts of the living room.]

You will stay there until your mind has become clear. I will check on you after I have finished preparing dinner.

[TV dinners, but still a bit dangerous in her hands since it required a little more forethought than pan heating or a microwave.</i.]

[Dempsey keeps up his struggles, yelling out various and colorful profanities, completely unaware of the real danger that was about to take place as his not!wife started to heat up TV dinners.]

[It wouldn't have been so bad if the directions back then had indicated to take the dinners out of the box first, but no that would not be an addition until many years later. Not to say she was so foolish as to not think of this, no, but she was not good with cooking and improvisation concerning it. Pre-prepared food was best to follow the instructions, and the instructions said nothing of removing it, so TV dinners, box and all, are going in the oven. Let's hope they don't catch fire and burn down the house....]

[At least she didn't attempt to cook it using the TV, otherwise there could have been a bigger disaster. Still once Dempsey caught a whiff of the smoke his drugged mind could only come up with one solution as to what was going on.]

Hey! Are one of you assholes trying to start a fire in this place! Well good luck! It'll take more than a fire to fucking kill me you godless swamp rats!

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