Devour Me Lovingly (MasterSeme & EvenEcho)

[EvenEcho]

Character:

Basic Information

Name: Quincy Payne

Age: 34

Race: Human

Occupation: Forensic Pathologist

Birth date: March 19th

Position: Uke

Physical Description

Height: 5’11”

Weight: 147 lbs

Hair Colour: Dark Brown

Eye Colour: Olive Green

Appearance: With his brilliant olive green eyes that are hidden behind dull glasses and obscured by messy brown hair, Quincy often wears a flannel shirt and something over it whether it be a sweater or a coat, jacket or a vest, he doesn’t like going anywhere without layers. His knuckles are exaggerated by their sharp and protruding bones that pop out as if he’s repeatedly broken his knuckles when in reality his hands have always looked broken but they are quite precise in their movements despite it.

Background

Family: Sharon Payne nee Adams (mother); James Payne (father)

History: Quincy started out as a young boy, who like most young children, wanted to be something like an astronaut or a firefighter. It came quickly however that he didn’t want to be something like that, no, upon getting ahold of his mother’s nursing books, he decided he wanted to be a pathologist, a forensic pathologist so he could help fight crime and save the world. Of course his views have changed from his early teen years but he believes that what he does is still fighting the good fight no matter how the cases actually go. He thinks of it as recognizing and giving an identity to these victims who were, usually, dehumanized to fill in the sick fantasies of others.

Personality: There is a lot that Quincy would like to do, that he is too anxious to commit and follow through with. He is an atheist but studied religion and the philosophy of religion in college, so he knows and understands a few of the more prominent religions that are practiced. He sometimes thinks things like how he would have killed the bodies he examines in order to get away, he thinks this when he sits in court ready to testify. How stupid, he will think regarding the offender, I could have gotten away with that. With the knowledge he has, he likely could get away with murder. He has macabre thoughts and sometimes he can’t shake them away which only leaves him unrested (when his thoughts come to him in the form of nightmares) or nervous (when they flash like a movie before his eyes almost as if he were there, doing the crimes himself.

Likes: his job, animals, philosophy, science (especially biology and biochemistry), learning knew things

Dislikes: sudden loud noises, uncouth guffawing of his co workers, people who have the potential to be educated but waste their free education and are stupid because of it

 

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This was the fourth murder in the similar fashion. There were little things that Quincy had pieced together but neither of his assistants agreed with him. He vowed to bring it up at the next meeting as well as write it in his report, or at least on a sticky note attached to his report. Quincy was back in the morgue, both of his assistants home for the night while he stayed up and worried over work. No hassle, he was only doing the entire world a favour and capturing one of the most deranged killers he had ever seen. His work was beautiful in a very macabre sense, but he also knew that he wasn't psychotic, that he could never take someone's life. There was a fine line between being macabre and dark and being murderous, and he was skating in between as what he did didn't require him to kill the bodies, but he got to 'play' with them all the same.

 

Quincy had been a forensic pathologist, a full time pathologist, for three years as it took thirteen years just to become registered and only thirteen if you studied your ass off and worked extra hard to get everything completed in the least amount of time as possible. The country was lacking pathologists and he was lucky to be training two of the future's next pathologists, the people that would one day take his place.

 

The organs, there was something about the bodies. Each had a heart missing or their leg was cut off but there was only the thigh missing. Sometimes there were slabs of flesh was just cut off of the corpse, cleanly cut, as if a surgeon or someone with steady hands cut it. He knew that their killer was more than average in intelligence, in fact, the killer seemed to be very smart, very perceptive and the most dangerous, he knew what the police were thinking. That's how he was evading capture, it had to be the way. No other murderer had gotten this far. And yes, four murders wasn't that much but there was something about twelve previous murders over the past year or two that struck Quincy as odd. All were missing parts of their body and were cut with surgical precision. It floored him that the detectives on the case hadn't already looked into that avenue but apparently they hadn't yet, so on a green sticky note he added the case files he though -- no, he knew -- were victims of the same killer. They were all cold, unsolved cases which meant it was possibly the same offender.

 

Done for the night, Quincy locked everything away, all the files in his office and he lifted the corpse and put him back into his slab for the night before covering him up. He grabbed his keys and locked the morgue up before leaving for his car. Once home, he relaxed, so glad that he had the chance to finally relax after such a long day. Everyday was long when you were the only forensic pathologist in the entire county, and the counties to the west and north of them. It was ridiculous, the shortage of workers in the field and the demand for them yet nobody was stepping up to do the schooling to become one. He lived in a nice home, nicely decorated and mostly cared for by a maid and a dog sitter. He opened his front door and was attacked by his three dogs who jumped and pawed at him. He made himself something small to eat before showering and hitting the hay. He couldn't fall asleep right away so he stayed up for a few more hours, just staring at his ceiling before he took a 5 mg of Xanax and finally felt himself slipping off into the sweet release of sleep. It took long enough dammit.

 

Such an annoying sound! Quincy slapped his bedside table to stop the noise, but it didn't stop. He sat up and realized it was his phone. How did he not know the difference? He was sleep deprived that's why. Long nights, hard word, early mornings, tons of stress, it was all adding up and getting to him. It wasn't his boss, but the boss of the detective working this case. He got up and washed his face before putting on his glasses. He popped a few Valium and got dressed before driving to work. Usually one would be concerned when taking a bunch of tranquilizers and then driving, but Quincy had been on them for so long that he could hardly feel the effects without downing a bottle (a bit of an exaggeration, but it still took a lot to knock him out) of whatever he had on hand.

 

Quincy arrived at the station and therefore at his morgue which was next door and waited for the detectives to meet him. Once again, he was the first up and there. He didn't mind because he liked unlocking the doors and greeting everyone and making them jump at the sound of his voice, but that was the extent of his preferred social activities.

[MasterSeme]

Character:

 

Basic Information

Name: Asuka (no last name)

Age: Unknown

Race: Cannibal

Occupation: Killer

Birth date: Unknown

Position: Seme

 

Physical Description

Height: 5'12"

Weight: 156 lbs

Hair Color: Silver

Eye Color: Navy Blue

Appearance: has scratches all over his body, mostly arms and a couple on his face. Dark shadows under his navy blue snake eyes. He wears a choker and a jacket with a tan shirt also some cut up dark blue jeans

 

Background

Family: A scientist that created him

History: Asuka was made in a laboratory. His soul purpose is to annihilate the whole human kind.

Personality: Blood thirsty

Likes: Blood and suffering

Dislikes: cute things

 

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A crazy mad scientist was in his lab, looking over notes that he had made over the years, coming to the conclusion how much he really disliked people. Always mocking him to no end. He didn't enjoy his lonely life so he looks over his lab equipment, snapping on some gloves and starts making the ultimate human killing machine. It took him within a couple of hours to make the perfect concoction for his experiment.

 

He took a freshly killed corpse that he had from one of his more successful projects and opens it's mouth, pouring the mixture into the corpse's mouth. He stood up and steps back as he watches how the black hair change to silver and the once dead starting to open his eyes.

 

"Ah.. your awake. You shall be known by Asuka, listen when I call for you. Good... good. Now listen to my words and go obliterate the entire human kind," he points at the window.

 

Asuka holds his head as he stands up and looks at the scientist, nodding his head as he jumps out the window to seek havoc on the humans.

[EvenEcho]

Quincy spoke with the detective who had found another body. It was tragic that the body count kept growing and yet there they were drinking coffee. He was angry that nobody was listening to him. He knew that these people were being killed by the same person, all sixteen of them and now seventeen in total. The body had already been moved to the morgue and pictures had been taken. Quincy went his separate way to go look at the corpse. He was going to type it in his report this time, in his actual report. Then someone would be forced to look into the other case files and reexamine them.

 

There was a disturbing thought, but Quincy almost wanted to meet the killer, just to see how he was like (of course he was assuming the murder was male based on statistics for this sort of violence) and what he feels or behaves. It was so interesting [the human mind] and he wanted to figure out how this murderer in particular's mind worked.

[MasterSeme]

Asuka was busy on his order, already killing about ten people already. Within each person he killed, he ate different parts of the body. His first victim he ate the hand, another he ate half a head. One he even bit parts off the arm while with another victims parts of the leg. Asuka wipes his lips to get the blood off his mouth and spits out pieces of bones.

 

Asuka sniffs the area and jumps ontop of roof, running from roof to roof as he appeared at a morgue. He looks in the window and could see sign of life in the building. Asuka broke the window and jumps inside, creeping within the shadows.

[EvenEcho]

Upon hearing a noise within his morgue, Quincy whipped his head around to see who had entered the room. He saw a broken window near the vents up near the roof. He sighed, he knew that window was a goner ever since the bird had ran head-first into it and cracked it. It was a rather big bird too and beautiful. Quincy thought little to nothing of it so he got back to work cutting open the latest victim. He cut her open and this time he saw that a kidney was missing and part of her pelvic bone was ripped out, teeth marks taken in the bone like a cast. He could get a cast of those teeth and send them to get matched to dental records. They could find the killer like that! He was so great at his job.

 

Quincy started to mix the polymer and and cleaned up the area of gore and blood before taking the cast, careful not to ruin the body parts. He had already weighed the remaining organs and taken catalog of everything. He added it to his report that he was taking a cast of the bite mark. He let the casting materials dry. He felt eyes on him. He looked around again. He looked to the window and realized that the glass was almost all scattered on the inside of the morgue. Something had come in, or at least the force that caused it to shatter came from the outside. He hadn't heard anything, no gun shots, no nothing besides the shatter of the glass and a pitter patter on the roof. He grabbed a scalpel and started to approach the shadows, scared that he might find a true monster.

[MasterSeme]

Asuka sniffs around and sighs with a soft smirk since all he can really smell is death. He licks hips lips a bit as he could hear a commotion going on deeper within the morgue as he continues creeping along the shadows. Asuka watches as a young man was slowly approaching him and smiles a bit as he slowly moves out of the shadows, "you.. think I am scared of a scalpel? Yeah right..," he crosses his arms.

[EvenEcho]

"I'll have you know that I am quite handy with a scalpel, I've had years of practice," he commented as he lunged forward and swiped. He missed and turned, terrified of retaliation by the other, and dropped the scalpel. This time he crossed his arms. "Go ahead, kill me if that's what you're hear to do. Why else would you have broken through the window to find me?" Quincy took a few steps back, trying to find a weapon of some sort. He would fight, but he wouldn't complain if the other got the best of him. He would accept his fate with grace and honour. He sighed, he was going to die. He wasn't even forty, he wasn't even close to middle age and now he was going to die. His eyes narrowed at his opponent who was covered in dry gore, his teeth sharp, sharp enough to pierce and crunch on bone. He really was a monster, and something about that sparked something inside of him. What it was, he had no idea, but it had lay dormant for so long that it would take an act of murderous passion to remind him of what it was.

[MasterSeme]

"I'll have you know I am already dead. There is nothing you can do," Asuka crosses his arms a bit as he moves just a simple step to the opposite direction so the other male would miss. He smirks a bit, "your putting up a fight.. how interesting." Asuka looks at the male and crosses his arms, "what a let down, giving up so quickly after trying to hurt me with this scalpel," he picks it up and burns it within his finger, throwing it at the wall. Asuka looks at the male and leans down a bit, "why are you looking at me such a matter? Observing your killer hm?" Asuka places his hand on the male's shoulder, starting to pin him to the floor.

[EvenEcho]

For a moment, Quincy tried to fight an honest fight but he wasn't stupid, he knew when he was going to die. He fell down, letting himself be pinned. He closed his eyes. "Kill me, make it quick," he smirked, "And cook something good with my organs, make it delicious," he let out one laugh before he was sure he would die. He was so prepared, he had everything getting written off in his mind, all his checks, yes, he was more than prepared. Nobody would miss him, he was sure; he was alright knowing that his funeral would be filled with people who were obligated to attend due to work relations as opposed to loved ones. But, the killing blow never came. He waited and waited but he wasn't dead yet, it was shocking but he also was relieved because he wanted to do one last thing before he died: kill someone and prove that he wouldn't get caught.

[MasterSeme]

Asuka looks at the male and slowly moves back while sitting on the pinned male's stomach, "hm.. your not the average human.. are you?" He glares down at the male and grabs a hold of the male's chin with his nails grinding within the male's chin while looking him over. Asuka smirks a bit, "... he would make good use of you," he grabs a potion he got from the scientist to turn 'certain' people into what he was. "Instead of killing you.. you can help inside," he forces the man's mouth open and pours the potion into the male's mouth, standing back a bit so he can watch as he puts the potion back on his belt.

[EvenEcho]

As soon the potion hit his lips, there was a tingling and then his body went limp for a moment before his insides started to rework themselves but most importantly, his muscles grew stronger, his body became more agile, and he became completely compliant and reliant on Asuka, his master, for direction. He was hardly a shell of who he had once been, independent and self-sufficient. He was now dependent and waiting for someone else to make his decisions for him. Quincy stood up and brushed himself off. "What would you like to do first?" He asked, almost eager to kill someone, parts of his old mind much more cruel than he had ever realized. While he was dependent for direction, his urges remained similar but mostly focused on murder and hedonistic crimes or desires. He was like Dorian Gray almost except he was anything but free-willed in his actions since the potion.

[MasterSeme]

Asuka watches as this human male just accepted the potion like it was no problem. He had tried to experiment here and there with the potion he got from the scientist but some of the people he gave it to either went on a uncontrollable killing spree or it would just kill themselves from insanity. He looks at the male and crosses his arms, "first.. I must see you in action to make sure you will not be a pansy like you were just a few moments ago."

[EvenEcho]

Near silently, Quincy spun around to grab another weapon, this time it was a bone saw and he leaped, pouncing on top of Asuka, or at least attempting to before raising the bone saw and smashing it down. It wouldn't kill anyone since it really couldn't cut through skin, it was made specifically to cut bone, but it would hurt and likely bruise with the force he had used to slam the bone saw into Asuka.

[MasterSeme]

Asuka watches the other male, crossing his arms as he taps his foot impatiently. He watches as the male pounced on him while he was a bit off guard. Asuka looks up at the male and smirks a bit, "ah.. are you still fighting the tonic?" He looks down at the bone saw in his chest and narrows his eyes with a sigh, grabbing onto it to take it out and hits the male in the head, "not me you dumb fuck," he growls and pushes the other off him.