Post by vastrix on Dec 28, 2021 2:17:16 GMT -5
Paris, Illinois.
A young Tabitha Osborne sits in the kitchen with her mother, Emilia Osborne. They are having a tea party with real tea and real baked scones to dip into the tea. Tabitha smiles at her mother, who is putting lumps of sugar into her tea. She smiles at her beloved daughter, who is in a pretty white dress for the occasion of tea time.
Emilia Osborne: One lump or two, Miss Tabitha?
Tabitha nearly jumps out of the chair in delight. This was her favorite part of tea.
Tabitha Osborne: Four!
Emilia laughs too. This is part of the script that they go through every day.
Emilia Osborne: Why, Miss Tabitha. If I gave you four lumps of sugar. You would be bouncing off of the walls! Let’s go with two lumps. Shall we?
Tabitha sits with her feet tapping the floor with a wide smile.
Tabitha Osborne: Of course, mommy!
Then, comes the moment that changes everything as Terrance Osborne, Tabitha’s father, and Aiden Osborne, Tabitha’s older brother, walk through the room dressed in singlets. They are heading to the building out back where Terrance has a wrestling ring set up. See, he retired rich, on top, and young. Now, he trains his son to follow his footsteps. Aiden is seen as excited as they grab a quick scone on their way through the kitchen.
Terrance Osborne: Don’t get into too much trouble, ladies.
Tabitha and Emilia giggle. It’s also part of the daily routine.
Tabitha stares longingly after them as they leave the house to go practice wrestling. She has been building up her courage for this moment. Now is as good as any.
Tabitha Osborne: Mommy?
Emilia Osborne: Yes, Miss Tabitha?
Tabitha Osborne: You think that daddy would ever train me to wrestle like he’s doing with Aiden?
Now Emilia’s expression darkens. Does she know now how her husband would treat Tabitha or was this just jealousy over her daughter wanting to do boyish things?
Emilia Osborne: Oh, now why would you want to get beaten down with Aiden. You know that your father has high expectations of him. Wouldn’t my precious princess rather stay and do the girlie things around the house with her mother? Maybe learn how to attract a man who has a good income to be able to take care of her?
Tabitha Osborne: I would rather become the high earning wrestler and attract a man who can take care of things around the house. Gender role flipping, mommy. I can be strong too!
Emilia’s expression changes from happy to somewhat sad to angry.
Emilia Osborne: So what? You think me weak for cleaning the house, cooking the food, washing the laundry, and whatever else needs done around the house?
Tabitha blinks rapidly, suddenly on the brink of tears.
Tabitha Osborne: I didn’t mean to- I didn’t think that-
Emilia begins to change color, her skin going pale and then getting a bluish tint to it as cuts begin to appear all across her body.
Emilia Osborne: And then did murdering us make you strong? That you would kill your own mother who gave you life? Where is that strength now?
We see now that Tabitha is her real age and looking at her mother, fully in tears now.
Tabitha Osborne: You let daddy do what he did to me? He hurt me, mommy! And, you blamed me! He…touched me, mommy. And, you said that I seduced him? I was only eleven!
Emilia grips the table with her dead hands and leers at Tabitha, her grin impossibly wide. Her eyes are open wide, except for the left eye that oozes eye goop onto her cheek from an empty socket.
Emilia Osborne: You could have spurned him, Tabitha. He said that he would quit training you if you did not open your legs and you went right along with it! You are the one who had sex with my husband so he could continue to beat you! This is YOUR FAULT!
Tabitha looks down at the table. She had always assumed that if she said no that her father would have taken what he wanted anyway and it was true that she wanted so desperately for him to train her to become great.
Tabitha Osborne: Use my real name, mom.
Emilia Osborne: Tabitha. Tabitha the Whore. Is that what you want called? Tabitha the Husband Seducing Whore?
Tabitha, who now looks as she does in life with her scars and death tinged skin, slams home her ritual dagger into the side of Emilia’s head.
Tabitha Osborne: My name is Zolothach!
Tabitha rips the dagger from her mother's head, who slumps face down onto the table. She hears the door to the outside open up and Aiden lets out a scream.
Aiden Osborne: What have you done now, Tabitha?
Tabitha throws the ritual dagger that sticks into Aiden’s forehead. He falls to the floor, revealing the form of Terrance Osborne behind him.
Terrance Osborne: Hey, Tabby. Maybe you want to go around with your old man?
As he stands there in the doorway, the house melts away around them both to reveal a hellish landscape. Dark red earth and a ghastly red sky with geysers of flame reaching into the sky from around them. Terrance begins to grow in stature, his clothing and even skin ripping away to reveal bloody musculature underneath. His clothing finally falls away to reveal a huge, erect penis. Only Terrance doesn’t look like Terrance anymore as his facial features are different and horns rip through his skull to form onto his head.
Tabitha Osborne: Are you the devil?
The devil smiles, walking on cloven hooves toward her. His raw dripping frame quickly being covered by red skin.
Devil: Call me Lucifer if you would. I much prefer that name.
Tabitha Osborne: Then, you can call me by my prefered name. It’s-
Devil: Zolothach, I know.
Tabitha Osborne: You know my name?
The devil waves his hand over the dry red stone that is the world. The ground seems to tear open with a wet, meaty sound to reveal tormented souls curled up in little holes like bee larvae. The devil smiles as tormented souls are revealed as far as the eye can see.
Devil: You have sent so many souls to us since you turned twelve, my dear. Why would I not have heard of you?
Tabitha frowns at the sight of so many souls here. Shouldn’t they be with-
Devil: I know what you are thinking. Why are they not with Great Cthulhu? Why does Cthulhu’s tentacles not wrapped around each soul to strip the sanity from them forever?
Tabitha Osborne: Well, yeah.
The devil laughs, it’s a hoarse, guttural, barking sound. Totally unlike the honeyed voice that Tabitha had been raised to expect.
Devil: Here’s some truth for your master, Zolothach. Chtulhu cares not for the trade of souls. He cares not for anything as he lies in deathless sleep. Not for whom you slay, not even you, dear High Priestess.
Tabitha’s eyes open wide, starting to tear up. This couldn’t be. He must be lying. That’s it. He is the Prince of Lies. Why would he not lie to her?
Tabitha Osborne: You lie, Lucifer. I have been saved by Great Cthulhu at least twice before. He knows and cares about me, his High Priestess.
The devil shakes his head with a wide grin.
Devil: You know that I am the Prince of Lies, but what damage can a lie do when the truth could be oh so much more damaging. Think about it. Cthulhu cares more about Randy Angel than you. He never intervened on your behalf, but his.
Tabitha Osborne: I…that is…why do you care?
Blink and the devil is gone from where he was standing and standing next to Tabitha. He caresses her long black hair.
Devil: I care. Long have I desired a priestess with knowledge of how to use power. Power that I could grant you, Tabitha. Think about it. Cthulhu cares not, but I do. You would stand as a great testament that my Father has failed in his little experiment.
The devil’s words are honeyed now. Smooth as silk and speaking directly to Tabitha’s soul. So much so that she didn’t even feel the need to cut him open for the use of her Christian name. The devil brings his nose to nuzzle her neck and breathes in deep of her scent. The sensation causes Tabitha’s eyes to flutter, pleasure and temptation starting to overwhelm her inhibitions. She even reaches down to touch his massive penis, feeling it throb under her hand.
NO!
It’s not like Randy went to Cthulhu to enter into His worship. It wasn’t as if Randy had done anything to hurt Tabitha. He’s been nothing but a friend that…
That…
That she has fallen in love with!
Tabitha Osborne: FERRUM SPECTRIS!
And with a quick slash of her fingertips, Tabitha slashes the devil’s dick clean off. He lets out an unholy scream as he walks backwards away from Tabitha, blood pours from the wound where his penis was. The penis itself, testicles included, lies on the ground. The ground opens again, souls screaming in pain along with their lord to create a chorus of unimaginable pain.
Tabitha Osborne: Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!
Devil: I will murder you and torture your soul for a thousand years!
The devil begins taking massive steps to advance upon Tabitha, who stands her ground.
Tabitha Osborne: SPECULUM MURI MORS SCIENTIA!
Large mirrors spring up around the devil, stopping him in his tracks. The mirrors reveal to him all the ways that he might fail in the war against his Father and be banished from His creation forever. Tabitha sees all the different ways that her father and brother abused her in the ring and beyond. She whimpers, the spell stripping a little more from her with each casting.
The devil laughs, shattering the mirrors into nothingness, and standing there in front of Tabitha.
Devil: You think that my Father has not already shown me all of the ways that He might win against me? I have borne witness to my defeat since my fall from grace. You have no way to harm the mind of the divine.
Tabitha Osborne: Then, I will have to hurt the body of the divine! FERRUM SPECTRIS!
Tabitha sends out a blast of drilling power at the devil, striking him in the chest. The power drives the devil back a few feet before the energy plows right through his chest! The devil drops to his knees, blood pouring from the foot wide hole in his chest. He falls onto his face and catches fire, burning to a crisp. The holes in the ground that reveal the tortured souls close up.
Tabitha stands in Hell, blinking in surprise.
Tabitha Osborne: I just killed the devil?
An echoing laughter greets Tabitha from across the landscape. The devil rises from his own ashes, whole and healthy.
Devil: You thought that you could kill the devil in Hell?
Demons burst out of the ground all around Tabitha, their horrifically twisted bodies reaching for her with clawed hands.
Tabitha Osborne: Let’s try what it would be like outside of Hell. Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn! Great Cthulhu! I beg of you to hear me! Aid me in my darkest hour and I shall find new and more powerful ways to serve you!
A sound like the tearing of paper resounds across the landscape as holes appear in the air all around Tabitha. She gives the devil a “Told You So” look.
Tabitha Osborne: Who is most favored of all His followers?
Devil: You?
Tentacles tear into Hell through the holes in the air and encircle the demons all around Tabitha and the devil. They are squeezed until eyeballs pop and dragged through the holes. The devil grabs the edge of a hole with one hand.
Devil: I will make you pay for this, Zolothach! I WILL MAKE YOU PAY!
Tabitha Osborne: I think not. Ferrum spectris!
A quick slash through the air and the devil’s hand is cut off, sending him into whatever realm that Cthulhu is in.
A green glow begins to shine upon Tabitha as she sees what looks like her window to her apartment in the air. It slowly opens. Not to look a gift horse in the mouth, she climbs through the window, feeling it shut behind her.
“Zolothach?”
The first voice that Tabitha hears when back in the “real world” is that of her room mate, Randy Angel. Tabitha looks around and it seems as if he had stayed in her room as it is a mess. He hugs her tight, nearly taking her down.
Randy Angel: It’s been almost a week! I didn’t see you come in through the door. How did you?
Randy looks to the window, the last vestiges of green glow fading away.
Randy Angel: Oh. It was one of those journeys.
Tabitha smiles, but does feel some distress as she is being crushed.
Tabitha Osborne: Breathing here.
Randy lets her go with an embarrassed smile as he rubs the back of his head. Tabitha just chuckles and sits down on the bed, patting the space next to her.
Tabitha Osborne: Let me tell you about what it’s like in Hell..
A young Tabitha Osborne sits in the kitchen with her mother, Emilia Osborne. They are having a tea party with real tea and real baked scones to dip into the tea. Tabitha smiles at her mother, who is putting lumps of sugar into her tea. She smiles at her beloved daughter, who is in a pretty white dress for the occasion of tea time.
Emilia Osborne: One lump or two, Miss Tabitha?
Tabitha nearly jumps out of the chair in delight. This was her favorite part of tea.
Tabitha Osborne: Four!
Emilia laughs too. This is part of the script that they go through every day.
Emilia Osborne: Why, Miss Tabitha. If I gave you four lumps of sugar. You would be bouncing off of the walls! Let’s go with two lumps. Shall we?
Tabitha sits with her feet tapping the floor with a wide smile.
Tabitha Osborne: Of course, mommy!
Then, comes the moment that changes everything as Terrance Osborne, Tabitha’s father, and Aiden Osborne, Tabitha’s older brother, walk through the room dressed in singlets. They are heading to the building out back where Terrance has a wrestling ring set up. See, he retired rich, on top, and young. Now, he trains his son to follow his footsteps. Aiden is seen as excited as they grab a quick scone on their way through the kitchen.
Terrance Osborne: Don’t get into too much trouble, ladies.
Tabitha and Emilia giggle. It’s also part of the daily routine.
Tabitha stares longingly after them as they leave the house to go practice wrestling. She has been building up her courage for this moment. Now is as good as any.
Tabitha Osborne: Mommy?
Emilia Osborne: Yes, Miss Tabitha?
Tabitha Osborne: You think that daddy would ever train me to wrestle like he’s doing with Aiden?
Now Emilia’s expression darkens. Does she know now how her husband would treat Tabitha or was this just jealousy over her daughter wanting to do boyish things?
Emilia Osborne: Oh, now why would you want to get beaten down with Aiden. You know that your father has high expectations of him. Wouldn’t my precious princess rather stay and do the girlie things around the house with her mother? Maybe learn how to attract a man who has a good income to be able to take care of her?
Tabitha Osborne: I would rather become the high earning wrestler and attract a man who can take care of things around the house. Gender role flipping, mommy. I can be strong too!
Emilia’s expression changes from happy to somewhat sad to angry.
Emilia Osborne: So what? You think me weak for cleaning the house, cooking the food, washing the laundry, and whatever else needs done around the house?
Tabitha blinks rapidly, suddenly on the brink of tears.
Tabitha Osborne: I didn’t mean to- I didn’t think that-
Emilia begins to change color, her skin going pale and then getting a bluish tint to it as cuts begin to appear all across her body.
Emilia Osborne: And then did murdering us make you strong? That you would kill your own mother who gave you life? Where is that strength now?
We see now that Tabitha is her real age and looking at her mother, fully in tears now.
Tabitha Osborne: You let daddy do what he did to me? He hurt me, mommy! And, you blamed me! He…touched me, mommy. And, you said that I seduced him? I was only eleven!
Emilia grips the table with her dead hands and leers at Tabitha, her grin impossibly wide. Her eyes are open wide, except for the left eye that oozes eye goop onto her cheek from an empty socket.
Emilia Osborne: You could have spurned him, Tabitha. He said that he would quit training you if you did not open your legs and you went right along with it! You are the one who had sex with my husband so he could continue to beat you! This is YOUR FAULT!
Tabitha looks down at the table. She had always assumed that if she said no that her father would have taken what he wanted anyway and it was true that she wanted so desperately for him to train her to become great.
Tabitha Osborne: Use my real name, mom.
Emilia Osborne: Tabitha. Tabitha the Whore. Is that what you want called? Tabitha the Husband Seducing Whore?
Tabitha, who now looks as she does in life with her scars and death tinged skin, slams home her ritual dagger into the side of Emilia’s head.
Tabitha Osborne: My name is Zolothach!
Tabitha rips the dagger from her mother's head, who slumps face down onto the table. She hears the door to the outside open up and Aiden lets out a scream.
Aiden Osborne: What have you done now, Tabitha?
Tabitha throws the ritual dagger that sticks into Aiden’s forehead. He falls to the floor, revealing the form of Terrance Osborne behind him.
Terrance Osborne: Hey, Tabby. Maybe you want to go around with your old man?
As he stands there in the doorway, the house melts away around them both to reveal a hellish landscape. Dark red earth and a ghastly red sky with geysers of flame reaching into the sky from around them. Terrance begins to grow in stature, his clothing and even skin ripping away to reveal bloody musculature underneath. His clothing finally falls away to reveal a huge, erect penis. Only Terrance doesn’t look like Terrance anymore as his facial features are different and horns rip through his skull to form onto his head.
Tabitha Osborne: Are you the devil?
The devil smiles, walking on cloven hooves toward her. His raw dripping frame quickly being covered by red skin.
Devil: Call me Lucifer if you would. I much prefer that name.
Tabitha Osborne: Then, you can call me by my prefered name. It’s-
Devil: Zolothach, I know.
Tabitha Osborne: You know my name?
The devil waves his hand over the dry red stone that is the world. The ground seems to tear open with a wet, meaty sound to reveal tormented souls curled up in little holes like bee larvae. The devil smiles as tormented souls are revealed as far as the eye can see.
Devil: You have sent so many souls to us since you turned twelve, my dear. Why would I not have heard of you?
Tabitha frowns at the sight of so many souls here. Shouldn’t they be with-
Devil: I know what you are thinking. Why are they not with Great Cthulhu? Why does Cthulhu’s tentacles not wrapped around each soul to strip the sanity from them forever?
Tabitha Osborne: Well, yeah.
The devil laughs, it’s a hoarse, guttural, barking sound. Totally unlike the honeyed voice that Tabitha had been raised to expect.
Devil: Here’s some truth for your master, Zolothach. Chtulhu cares not for the trade of souls. He cares not for anything as he lies in deathless sleep. Not for whom you slay, not even you, dear High Priestess.
Tabitha’s eyes open wide, starting to tear up. This couldn’t be. He must be lying. That’s it. He is the Prince of Lies. Why would he not lie to her?
Tabitha Osborne: You lie, Lucifer. I have been saved by Great Cthulhu at least twice before. He knows and cares about me, his High Priestess.
The devil shakes his head with a wide grin.
Devil: You know that I am the Prince of Lies, but what damage can a lie do when the truth could be oh so much more damaging. Think about it. Cthulhu cares more about Randy Angel than you. He never intervened on your behalf, but his.
Tabitha Osborne: I…that is…why do you care?
Blink and the devil is gone from where he was standing and standing next to Tabitha. He caresses her long black hair.
Devil: I care. Long have I desired a priestess with knowledge of how to use power. Power that I could grant you, Tabitha. Think about it. Cthulhu cares not, but I do. You would stand as a great testament that my Father has failed in his little experiment.
The devil’s words are honeyed now. Smooth as silk and speaking directly to Tabitha’s soul. So much so that she didn’t even feel the need to cut him open for the use of her Christian name. The devil brings his nose to nuzzle her neck and breathes in deep of her scent. The sensation causes Tabitha’s eyes to flutter, pleasure and temptation starting to overwhelm her inhibitions. She even reaches down to touch his massive penis, feeling it throb under her hand.
NO!
It’s not like Randy went to Cthulhu to enter into His worship. It wasn’t as if Randy had done anything to hurt Tabitha. He’s been nothing but a friend that…
That…
That she has fallen in love with!
Tabitha Osborne: FERRUM SPECTRIS!
And with a quick slash of her fingertips, Tabitha slashes the devil’s dick clean off. He lets out an unholy scream as he walks backwards away from Tabitha, blood pours from the wound where his penis was. The penis itself, testicles included, lies on the ground. The ground opens again, souls screaming in pain along with their lord to create a chorus of unimaginable pain.
Tabitha Osborne: Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!
Devil: I will murder you and torture your soul for a thousand years!
The devil begins taking massive steps to advance upon Tabitha, who stands her ground.
Tabitha Osborne: SPECULUM MURI MORS SCIENTIA!
Large mirrors spring up around the devil, stopping him in his tracks. The mirrors reveal to him all the ways that he might fail in the war against his Father and be banished from His creation forever. Tabitha sees all the different ways that her father and brother abused her in the ring and beyond. She whimpers, the spell stripping a little more from her with each casting.
The devil laughs, shattering the mirrors into nothingness, and standing there in front of Tabitha.
Devil: You think that my Father has not already shown me all of the ways that He might win against me? I have borne witness to my defeat since my fall from grace. You have no way to harm the mind of the divine.
Tabitha Osborne: Then, I will have to hurt the body of the divine! FERRUM SPECTRIS!
Tabitha sends out a blast of drilling power at the devil, striking him in the chest. The power drives the devil back a few feet before the energy plows right through his chest! The devil drops to his knees, blood pouring from the foot wide hole in his chest. He falls onto his face and catches fire, burning to a crisp. The holes in the ground that reveal the tortured souls close up.
Tabitha stands in Hell, blinking in surprise.
Tabitha Osborne: I just killed the devil?
An echoing laughter greets Tabitha from across the landscape. The devil rises from his own ashes, whole and healthy.
Devil: You thought that you could kill the devil in Hell?
Demons burst out of the ground all around Tabitha, their horrifically twisted bodies reaching for her with clawed hands.
Tabitha Osborne: Let’s try what it would be like outside of Hell. Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn! Great Cthulhu! I beg of you to hear me! Aid me in my darkest hour and I shall find new and more powerful ways to serve you!
A sound like the tearing of paper resounds across the landscape as holes appear in the air all around Tabitha. She gives the devil a “Told You So” look.
Tabitha Osborne: Who is most favored of all His followers?
Devil: You?
Tentacles tear into Hell through the holes in the air and encircle the demons all around Tabitha and the devil. They are squeezed until eyeballs pop and dragged through the holes. The devil grabs the edge of a hole with one hand.
Devil: I will make you pay for this, Zolothach! I WILL MAKE YOU PAY!
Tabitha Osborne: I think not. Ferrum spectris!
A quick slash through the air and the devil’s hand is cut off, sending him into whatever realm that Cthulhu is in.
A green glow begins to shine upon Tabitha as she sees what looks like her window to her apartment in the air. It slowly opens. Not to look a gift horse in the mouth, she climbs through the window, feeling it shut behind her.
“Zolothach?”
The first voice that Tabitha hears when back in the “real world” is that of her room mate, Randy Angel. Tabitha looks around and it seems as if he had stayed in her room as it is a mess. He hugs her tight, nearly taking her down.
Randy Angel: It’s been almost a week! I didn’t see you come in through the door. How did you?
Randy looks to the window, the last vestiges of green glow fading away.
Randy Angel: Oh. It was one of those journeys.
Tabitha smiles, but does feel some distress as she is being crushed.
Tabitha Osborne: Breathing here.
Randy lets her go with an embarrassed smile as he rubs the back of his head. Tabitha just chuckles and sits down on the bed, patting the space next to her.
Tabitha Osborne: Let me tell you about what it’s like in Hell..
