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2022/07/01
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Estelle was just returning from school after classes have ended. She was walking along with a friend into the town she's oh-so-familiar with. It would be like any other day they go through there, except that day was different: Estelle never made it back home, nor was she ever seen again.
While walking along the streets, they came across a new ice cream parlor and bought themselves some ice cream before resuming their walk home. As they walked and chatted they failed to notice someone tailing behind them, and this went on and on for the better portion of 20 minutes. They would walk together until they reached an all-too familiar intersection where Estelle would say goodbye to her friend as they made on their own way to their respective homes.
A few minutes later, as Estelle walked she would sit on a bench to rest. That was when a pair of hands sprung from behind and grabbed her before quickly pulling her into an alleyway. One arm around her chest and the other arm's hand on her mouth she was helplessly dragged into the dark alleys...
Before she could even react to what was going on she suddenly found herself tied to a pole with her hands tied behind it. She could see a person, whom she could make out as an adult woman despite them being dressed in a hood with a face mask on their face to obscure themselves, approaching her slowly.
"Who are y-" She didn't even get to finish her sentence before some duct tape was placed over her mouth, much to her annoyance, but then comes the unexpecting part: some more duct tape was torn off which was then placed over her nose. This surprised her a lot. She's being kidnapped and denied the ability to breathe! What's worse, the assailant pulled out a video camera to record her demise!
Immediately she began to struggle against her bonds to try and get out, but the tape used to tie her up was industrial grade, which makes it really hard to tear off without tools. She wiggled and pulled and shook but she was nowhere near being free from her predicament.
"That's it, dear~ Dance~ Dance for my amusement~ I'm sure they'll love it~" she heard the assailant say as she continued to record her struggles. She couldn't believe it! She's not actually being kidnapped for fun; she's being recorded for a snuff film and she's the star of it! It hasn't even been 30 seconds, yet with all the movements she was making she was already starting to feel lightheaded from the lack of air. Her face was turning red and she was starting to sweat bullets.
Suddenly a sharp pain was felt on her chest which caused her to bend inwards in pain. Her lungs were warning her that she was low on air, as if that's not already evident enough. Her face was turning blue. Her chest was heaving immensely. So immense were the heaves that they were visible even underneath her loose school uniform. Her struggles worsened and she was now thrashing about trying in vain to escape her suffocating demise. Eyes wide as saucers with her pupils shrinking from the pain she's experiencing, tears rolling down her cheeks, she glared at the assailant as she begged with her eyes to let her go, only to be told, "It's okay, dear~ You'll find more success in life this way~"
Estelle's struggles would only get worse and worse with her moving as erratically as humanely possible during the apex of her pain, pulling about with so much force that her wrists were starting to bleed from the tape digging into them. This would all culminate into Estelle finally losing all her energy and going limp as her brain started shutting down from the lack of air. Her pain-stricken face began to relax, her chest started to stop heaving, and she would grant her assailant a grand finale act by letting loose of her pee as her consciousness faded away. The last thing she would see before everything turned black was her assailant giving a kiss onto her sealed lips...
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Name: Rika Ranford
Age: 10
Personality: Cheerful, upbeat, energetic, reckless
Appearance: (in picture)
Apparel: (in picture, though you can add whatever you want)
Consent: None
Type of Death: Asphyxiation
Setting: An isolated island full of tribal girls
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