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Dr. Oddeus Reiner
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How many days are they going to make me wait...?
Oddeus hung off the ceiling by a chain completely in the nude. Whip marks wildly pulsate in a way that brings constant agony when he moves even but an inch. His fur was dried with blood, despite most of it seemingly reaching the floor. It was no normal whip, it was a whip with some sort of spike or flail at the end.  His fur was a little long and slightly matted with dry blood.  His body itching with infection making his skin pulsate as if his heart was trying everything to stay up.  
This damnable drug... What... The hell...
The ejection point was pulsating and periodically draining  pink puss out.  His eyes was bloodshot with pink lining the whites in his eyes. Oddeus would have pink blood slowly draining from his eye lids and mouth. The world would turn wobbly and the pitch dark room felt... Infinite.  Oddeus dropped to the floor, his arms still in his shackles. He would touch his dark floor as the floor would pulse as if he was in a mass of water. Oddeus would slowly stand and gently but painfully shuffle through the dark. He would move until he saw some die on a table. Two purple dice.... His dice.  
Oddeus reached out to grab it as the dice turned into dust. He would be stunned... No... No, no... No! He thought to himself in horror, trying to grab the dust of the fated dice.
"Damn it...! I'm... I'm useless without it! You can't leave me... You just..." Oddeus would drop to his knees as tears actually welled up in his eyes, drops dampening the dice shards. Oddeus clenched what was left of his dice before standing up, continuing to move forward and sniffling sadly. Oddeus would reach a gramophone in the middle of the darkness, it played a somber tune.  It song almost told a story of infinite sadness, a tune that repeats at random. Sometimes it goes for minutes, others for mere seconds but for him it was a lifetime between each pause. He stared at it as if he was waiting for a movie to complete on the edge of his seat. 
Oddeus looked over at a table with a skeleton on it. The skeleton was of a small, presumably a lady pony based on the bone structure. She was on the shorter side and had a medical bracelet around her arm. It had the name as 'Death'. Oddeus 's heart nearly sank into his ass, shaking gently at the title. He set down the skeletons arm before as pink liquid came out of his nose like rivers of blood. 
Oddeus would horrifyingly stare at the skeleton as he put a knee on the table. Then a paw as he climbed up next to the skeleton. He hesitated before placing his head on the skeleton on the table. The skeleton was warm and with seemingly a heart beat. I grab ahold of her bones and bury my head in the skeletons chest. She smells so good like passing a honeysuckle bush. Her curves were immaculate, I couldn't help but line my... Paws... Curves... 
Oddeus would shoot up to see her there, his eyes shot with fear. He almost backed up but pink hand grabbed his throat. Green eyes stared down at Oddeus as she said with a deep voice that cuts like a velvet handled dagger. She said,
"Oh, puppy... It took so long but here I am... Fate has brought us here." 
Oddeus shivered as she spoke, the mare smiling and rubbing her fingers through his fur. 
"Don't worry, baby, Death is here to save her boy toy. Come on... As if you get to die! You don't need those die... You only need me. 
Come... Let me give you my gift. 
It felt like hours on that table, he could feel her in this corpse... I know I can...
A diamond dog would see a wandering Oddeus, cuddling with a female corpse. One that was beaten to death, her skull caved in. He didn't know or care... His mind was slipping away in this moment, he was having a schizophrenic episode. Paranoid, lonely, hurt... 
Two female diamond dogs would find him cuddling with this body that was cruely left behind to rot. Oddeus would look over his shoulder, the whites in his eyes were now a bloodshot pink. His dark eyes swirled with disturbing hatred, which turned into amused happiness. A smile sprawled against his face as he says,
"Ah... Dinner." He paused as the two dogs stared in horrific wonder. 
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Topics: horror
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