Wild ARMs 2: On The Positive Aspects of Torture
Heh heh. Evil is afoot.
Big spoilers. Don't read one line further if you haven't finished the game.
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(SCENE: A small, nondescript house, somewhere in Quartly. ASHLEY and LILKA stand against one wall, BRAD and TIM opposite them, and KANON paces along one end of the room. All eyes are riveted on... an exact duplicate of BRAD, tied to a chair.)

FAKE BRAD: All right. So you've found me out. It won't make any difference... I'll never talk, and Odessa will still succeed! A ha ha ha!

LILKA: ...

BRAD: Hey, Lilka.

LILKA: Huh?

BRAD: Does my hair really look like that in back?

LILKA: Yeah... that's pretty much exactly it.

BRAD: Sheesh.

LILKA: Yeah, you need a better conditioner...

BRAD: Hm...

ASHLEY: Would you two please concentrate on the mission at hand?

LILKA: Oh! Sorry...

ASHLEY: Don't you know that we can MAKE you talk?

FAKE BRAD: You can try, little boy. But I don't cave in easily!

TIM: If you're going to torture him, can I go? It makes me sick to my stomach...

LILKA: Yeah, me too.

ASHLEY: No, no, no physical torture. We're just not cut out for it.

BRAD: Hm. Maybe if my hair was about six inches shorter....

ASHLEY: Brad! Enough!

BRAD: Well, I'm sorry. But I've never seen myself from the back before and it's kind of sobering. Why don't you torture him and I'll try some things out back here?

ASHLEY: Uh...

BRAD: Ack, not like THAT. Geez, get your mind out of the gutter.

ASHLEY: Whatever...

(BRAD borrows KANON's knife and begins cutting off some of the FAKE BRAD's hair.)

FAKE BRAD: Hey!

ASHLEY: Oh, don't mind him. Now, listen to me closely. Do you know what we'll do to you if you don't cooperate and tell us where Odessa is hiding?

FAKE BRAD: You're not going to HURT me. You're all too wussy for that.

ASHLEY: Oh, no. We won't hurt you. We'll just... have a lengthy debate about whether power is inherently good or evil, or whether it's just a tool.

FAKE BRAD: Uhhh... it won't work, ARM. I'm stronger than that!

ASHLEY: Oh really? Perhaps after a few hours of that, when we've exhausted the topic...

FAKE BRAD: A few HOURS?

ASHLEY: ... we'll have a nice long discussion about the true nature of a 'hero'.

FAKE BRAD: Aaah... guh... noooooooo! Anything but that! I'll talk!

LILKA: Yeah, see, Brad, the longer length IS good for you. When you chop his hair off like this, he looks bottomheavy.

BRAD: You're right.

KANON: Maybe if you went REALLY short, though... hey, Lilka, lend us your Fire Wand for a sec!

FAKE BRAD: AAAAAAGH!

(CURTAIN.)


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COMMENTS: A throwaway piece... but definitely something I can appreciate, after listening to fifty hours
or so of those philosophical discussions. A bit repetitive, what?
Okay, so Brad isn't this concerned with his appearance usually. It's my crap-ass fic.

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