Saria's been grumpy. Let's cheer her up with kidnapping plots.

[ironxtraitor]

Kidnapped by Judas Liz Meme

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Kidnapping, bondage, violence, possibly blood or even death. Also there will be no sex in this musebox ever, so don't even try.

Comment with your character's name and canon. Your character has been kidnapped by Judas Liz. What does she want with you? Maybe Lord Vyce has plans for you. Maybe she's dropping you off with someone else to pay the bills. Maybe you have something she wants. Or maybe she's just saving your tasty soul for later. Feel free to come up with a scenario and comment with it, else I'll try to come up with something.

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Lamest of the starter tags.

[mistersimpatia]

Wow what a wonderful day for totally not getting kidnapped. A day involving Lovi forgetting to lock the door because he's too busy sleeping while Cody makes him food. And Cody, well... with Lovi's safety-obsessive personality he'd kind of figured the door would be locked. But it is not.

Come at them.

[ironxtraitor]

The door opens silently and a figure creeps inside the house. At a glance, it looks like it's just Liz. She's been welcome in this house before right?

Only something's different about her. She slinks quietly across the house, narrowing her eyes at the blond man in the kitchen. She's planned this for a while, she knew he'd be there. She knew what to do.

...

If Lovino wakes up soon he'll realize that Cody's taking an awfully long time. Maybe he should investigate?

[mistersimpatia]

Lovino wakes up from his nap to the smell of pasta burning. Hm. That is not right, Cody never does that. Nope nope that is definitely wrong. He jumps to his feet and rushes to the kitchen, poking his head in while trying his hardest to not seem worried.

"Hey, bastard, what the hell are you-"

What is going on.

[ironxtraitor]

What is going on is that someone who isn't supposed to be there is in your kitchen. Someone who looks suspiciously like Iron Liz, only her eyes are dark and sunken and she's dressed in black leather. Cody is in a chair with his hands tied behind him, the woman's gloved hand clamped firmly over his mouth and a heavy black broadsword pressed against his throat.

"Hands where I can see them, boy. I'd hate to have to shed blood already."

[needsmorezippers]

Neku isn't doing anything particular out of the ordinary, just sitting on the couch at home with his headphones blasting music and a sketchpad in his lap. Clearly nothing could go wrong here.

[ironxtraitor]

It's a good thing for her that he's listening to music. It makes it easier for him not to hear her coming. She found an open window she could slip through and snuck toward the couch, taking a kitchen knife in her hand as she passed it.

Certain that he hadn't noticed her, she takes one last step forward and grabs him, clamping her free hand over his mouth and yanking his headphones away before pressing the knife against his throat.

"Don't make a fuss," she hissed in his ear warningly, "If your neighbors hear you they'll find your corpse. Understand?"

[needsmorezippers]

As soon as her hand hits his mouth Neku makes a sound, jumping in his seat and trying to turn and see who the fuck this was. Unfortunately the knife gets to his throat too fast so that no longer becomes much of an option. There's not exactly a hell of a lot he can do now... except direct his eyes towards the voice in hopes he can get a look at her. She sort of sounds like....

[ironxtraitor]

What a coincidence, she also looks like exactly who he's thinking. She gets that a lot.

Once she's certain she has his attention and he's not doing anything rash, she smirks slowly, climbing over the couch and guiding him forward slightly. Her grip on his mouth relaxes ever so slightly.

"You're not going to start yelling on me, right?" That was not a true question.

[heartofsteel]

Mechakara had been on his way to do a bit of work for Lord Vyce when he got dragged into Kon Ran, so maybe it's not terribly surprising that the tyrant's other allies would eventually catch up with him again. It didn't matter whether it was willing or not, Vyce didn't enjoy being walked out on.

What probably was surprising was that Mechakara appeared to be currently in sleep mode, on a couch in a sparsely decorated but still clearly happily occupied apartment. With a dog, even. The robot never really took such care with his safehouses, and rarely even powered down when there were so many humans in the vicinity. Normally, he'd have burnt a place like this to the ground and left long ago, but here he is.

Weird.

[ironxtraitor]

An unusual sight indeed, seeing the android leave himself so helpless. Maybe he's gone soft in his absence. Judas approached cautiously - waking him up didn't worry her, but the dog was a rogue element. Standing over him, she prodded Mechakara on the shoulder roughly.

"Pollo."

[heartofsteel]

Pollo woke up immediately at the touch and the sound of his name, automatically reaching up to grab at the hand poking him. It was a gentle grip, however, and he immediately let go as he sat up, eyes focusing on her.

Liz? No. They were very similar, true, but there were enough subtle physical differences that simply did not align with his last recorded image of Liz. So who on earth...? And come to think of it, his door had been locked.

"Yes...?" He responded a little warily, moving to stand. He felt perfectly capable of warding off any burglars, regardless of who they uncannily resembled, but this was giving him a rather uneasy feeling...

[ironxtraitor]

She'd anticipated the grab, but it was far lighter than she was expecting. She raised an eyebrow at his expression, looking him up and down.

"So this is where you've been. I never expected you'd make yourself easy to find."

[dontgivecaffeine]

[Rebecca came back to the studio, although curiously. That's funny, she got a text saying that they were about shoot the next flick. Where were they? She couldn't find anyone else around, she walked through the halls, calling out to them.]

Donnie...? Quinn?

[Starts opening doors to different rooms.]

Carl? ... Tacoma?

[Pausing as she went back to the couch space. She paused for minute as took out her cellphone and glanced back around.]

... Where is everyone?

[Gives out an exasperated sigh as she folded her arms.]

Well ya think they would leave a note!

[ironxtraitor]

[There's some rummaging in the next room. What's that about?]

[dontgivecaffeine]

[Curious when she heard that sound. She got suspicious, going toward the room, holding herself ready in case it was an intruder. Don't panic Rebecca... Maybe it was Donnie taking a nap or something. Rebecca slowly opened the door in the next room to look inside.]

[ironxtraitor]

[A black leather-clad woman is in the room, rifling through papers in a nearby drawer. She turns her head to look back at the sound of the door opening.

...welp.]

[apatchofblue]

[The drive toward the Demo Reel building felt long for Donnie. His heart was racing as he got closer. Thinking about his friend Rebecca, hoping that he will be able to save her in time. Parking in the lot Donnie, shut the door of the car. Standing before the building in hesitation, why was this woman doing this? Why did she want him of all people?

Taking in a breath, Donnie built up his strength, and made his way toward door. Opening the door as called out.]

Rebecca! Where are you?!

[ironxtraitor]

[The lights are on in the next room. When Donnie arrives he'll see Rebecca on the couch, hogtied and gagged. Judas is stretched on the couch next to her, a heavy boot resting on Rebecca's back and a large sword resting on her back in a relaxed, but firm grip, clearly ready to make the cut if something happened. She'll smirk wickedly as Donnie enters, making a clear indication of the sword in her hand.]

Glad you could make it, Mister DuPre.

[apatchofblue]

[Donnie gazed straight into Rebecca's eyes, who was looking desperately back at him, clearly in distress. He wanted to rush to her side and hold her in arms, tell her everything was gonna be okay.

Holding up his hand toward her in fright of losing her. But resisting to take another step forward in case the lady were to hurt her.]

Rebecca!

[milliondollarpipes]

Harvey stepped out of the bar's back door, huddling a little closer into his suit jacket as the cold Minnesota air hit him. It wasn't winter yet, but it was already gettin' too cold for his tastes. Shaking his head, he hurried down the stairs, turning down the alley to head towards where he'd left the car.

"Next time, I'm gettin' Phil to tell me how far the parkin' lot is before we book it..."

[ironxtraitor]

He probably should get Phil to book in less sketchy area next time, too. The streets are dark, wet and littered, and most of the sounds nearby...are not the kind that one wants to hear where they're walking.

Judas's job relies on stealth, and she's made a pretty good living out of making herself inconspicuous in the dark. She waits until he's just barely stepped past her before making her attack.

Harvey will suddenly find himself with a thick bag over his head and someone grabbing at his arms.

[milliondollarpipes]

Harvey doesn't much mind sketchy areas. Looking back, he's pretty sure he grew up in one.

Being bagged and grabbed is definitely new, however; with a muffled shout, he tries to wrench his arms out of his assailant's grasp. He knows better than to expect anyone to come help him in a neighborhood like this - this one's all on him.

[endthiscycle]

This was absolute bullshit.

Most people would get scared in a situation like this. Most people would cry. Well, Winry certainly felt both but at the moment her overriding feeling was simply anger. She had been here for a long time (or so it felt, she supposed she had no idea of knowing for certain how long it had been)so most of those initial emotions had been cycled through.

Now she was pissed and ready to bite whoever was responsible for this in the face. Winry could only assume the reason she had been kidnapped was because of her connection to the Elrics, and the last thing she would ever be is a liability to them who had already suffered so much.

[ironxtraitor]

Well, whoever it was, they'd given her plenty of time to get her feels out, bound hand and foot on the floor of this little closet. There's been a lot of rummaging and clattering around outside though, as if her captor has been looking for something.

After however long it's been, the door opens and a blonde woman in black enters, looking down at Winry with a joyless smirk.

"Ah, you're awake," she squatted down next to her, "I hope you're comfortable, I couldn't do much for the accommodations on such short notice."

[endthiscycle]

Winry didn't answer right away. She simply looked at Judas with a deep scowl, committing her face to memory. Eyes, nose, jawline and hair. She would be certain not to forget this person so that she could give a detailed description when the time came.

"No, actually, I'm not crazy as that sounds. I don't imagine there would be many people comfortable with being kidnapped, tied up, and stuff in a closet."