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Chapter Idea: The Mistress
Killer:
New Killer:
Killer: The Mistress
Name: Victoria Weiner
Age: 35
Gender: Female
Hair color: Blonde
Eye color: Blue
Power: Cruel Bindings
Weapon: Whip
Speed: 115%
Terror radius: 32 m.
Origin: Netherlands
Picture is just for reference. I would wish for the killer to look more intimidating
Background:
Victoria yearned for a life beyond the mundane, a craving for thrill and excitement that had long eluded her. Her quest for fulfillment led her to the hidden depths of Amsterdam's dark alleyways, where she stumbled upon a mysterious club.
Intrigued by the promises of the unknown, Victoria stepped through the club's doors, her senses immediately assailed by an intoxicating mixture of anticipation and apprehension. The club's interior revealed a labyrinthine network of dimly lit hallways, each veiled in secrecy and the promise of forbidden lust.
As she cautiously ventured deeper into the club, Victoria's heart quickened, her curiosity transforming into a strange fascination. The air grew heavy with the scent of musk and desire, and distant echoes of whispers permeated the space, hinting at the clandestine activities unfolding behind closed doors.
It was in this atmosphere of mystery and temptation that Victoria found herself face-to-face with the club's enigmatic staff. Cloaked in darkness and anonymity, they beckoned her forward, their eyes gleaming with an inscrutable hunger. Without words, they conveyed their desires through gestures and subtle nods, drawing Victoria into a world she had only glimpsed in her wildest imaginings.
Before she could fully comprehend the situation, Victoria found herself being dressed in a skin-tight latex suit, the peculiar scent of rubber filling her senses, while a stifling gag silenced her speech. The establishment's enigmatic staff beckoned her to perform peculiar tasks, starting with menial chores like cleaning and oiling the wares. But as punishment rained upon her in the form of a whip's lash, Victoria quickly realized that this was not the path she sought. Desperate to convey her desire to leave, she attempted to plead through her muffled protests, only to find the staff eerily unresponsive.
In her haste to escape, Victoria's eyes fixated on a door swinging open nearby, revealing another figure clad in leather, brandishing ropes and cuffs. Realizing she had seen enough, she surged forward, determined to flee the room. In the hallway she could hear screams and unsettling sounds reverberate from behind each door on each side, a symphony of horrors that she steadfastly ignored. As she neared the main exit, however, her heart sank as she discovered it locked.
Dread consumed Victoria as the sound of approaching footsteps, accentuated by the clicking of heels, echoed through the hallways behind her. Fueled by fear, she darted into another room on her left, and then another, the once-innocent chambers giving way to a macabre display of torture devices. With every step taken deeper into the dungeon, the darkness seemed to tighten its grip.
In the final room she entered, a towering crimson throne commanded attention, surrounded by cages and gothic furnishings. Dim lights cast an eerie glow, illuminating tables adorned with an array of sinister tools. At the room's center, a foreboding black chest loomed. Victoria's desperate hope clung to the possibility of finding an exit key within its depths. As she approached, an unsettling stillness settled upon the room, broken only by the ominous creaking of the chest. With trepidation, she reached out, her finger grazing the lock, and slowly opened the lid.
What emerged was not an object but a void. A smoky fog that slithered toward Victoria, enveloping her in its ethereal embrace. The latex suit seared into her flesh, defying her attempts to remove it, its slimy texture binding to her like a second skin, molding itself to her form with its own life. Dripping like oil, like a living organism with its own will now latched upon her. In that very same moment, a torrent of negative memories and desires flooded her mind, consuming her like a ravenous fire. Her eyes, once vibrant, turned black and lifeless, pupils dilating to an abyss. Her consciousness slipped away, replaced by a perverse will to dominate and inflict pain. Seated upon the ominous throne, she awaited the next visitor, once like her, to ring the dungeon's doorbell, ready to unleash her newfound, unholy desires upon that unlucky future victim.
Killer Powers:
Description: A cruel trap that springs up ropes into the air that latches into unto the nearest victim.
Power: Cruel Bindings
Killer starts with 15 spring rope traps by default. The killer can place the traps anywhere, 7 meters apart from one another.
The traps function similar to trapper traps or a hatchet, and can be reset or moved. To place a trap, the killer throws the traps. This can be done directly onto the survivor or just for placement purposes. Giving the killer a lot more options in how they wish to use their power, but limits them in the fact they have to pick up the traps again once they run out.
Phase 1: If a survivor walks into a trap. Their arms will be tied up by the spring trap. Once a survivor has their arms tied, they'll be unable to interact with most things. Pallets, generators, totems ect, will be locked till the survivor escapes their trap. To escape, a survivor must struggle free or have another survivor help them out. The survivor can still vault windows, to keep them on their toes and not make it too easy for the killer.
Phase 2: If a survivor walks into a second trap while their arms are still affected, they'll be put into a hogtie. Thereby downing them. This significantly slows down the ability to break free without help. Once the killer grabs a tied down survivor, their wiggle meter will also be slowed down a fair amount.
When a survivor is hooked, they'll return to phase 1, but the break-free meter will be over half full once unhooked.
Passive ability: Gagged.
When a survivor is hooked, they'll be gagged by a panel gag. This blocks their screams fully from other players, and also makes their aura hidden, until a survivor is within a 15 meter radius of the survivor.
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Killer Perks:
Mori: This character will have two mori’s. One for a tied survivor, and another for untied:
Mori 1: The survivor will slowly stand up, before a bull whip wraps around their head, crushing and choking the survivor as they struggle to get it off. The killer slowly retracts the whip, as it corkscrews the survivors head with it. Turning the survivors head around by 180 degrees, as they die.
Mori 2: While the survivor is hogtied/handtied the killer will curb stomp the survivors face and proceed to whip them while laughing maniacally behind their mask, as the survivors receive long stretched bleeding marks along their body, as they die out.
Note:
Wanted this to be a male originally, but since we had the mastermind and the word ‘master’ is kinda used up, it's whatever lol.
Apparently in American horror stories there’s a killer with a gimp suit. Guess people find this scary? Thought it was fitting here, so I went with it as well. In case anyone wondered why the suit. I like to imagine the suit is a bit like venom. In that it's alive and can take shape into whatever. Which gives many opportunities for cosmetics if it can shapeshift. I also think the gag could make some unusual noises to the killer. lIke muffled laughter, screaming or hyperventilating, that may give off an eerie vibe. The story is purposely a bit vague. There’s no explanation for how this chest and such came to be. Like a bit of mystery in that regard. It could be some unforeseen new power or it could be the entity starting up a new business in Amsterdam for suffering? Or perhaps the cult worshiping the entity and utilizing its power? Who knows!
Killer Perks:
1. Scourge hook; Sadistic presence:
After hooking a survivor on a scourge hook. Any nearby survivor within a 35 meter radius will let out a scream and reveal aura for 5/6/7 seconds.
2. No safeword:
Hitting a survivor, makes any nearby survivor within a 6/10/12 meter radius scream. The third time a survivor screams, that affected survivor will be met with the exposed effect for 10 seconds.
3. Disciplinary action:
Kicking a gen makes a gear pop off. Forcing the survivor to go grab the fallen off gear and place it back to continue with repairing. Installing gear takes 2/3/4 seconds extra and the perk goes on a 30 seconds cooldown
New survivor:
Name: Stacy Rect and Ben Dover
Age: 26 and 29
Gender: Female and male
Hair Color: Black/purple and Black
Eye color: Dark Brown and dark brown
Occupation: Safety inspectors
Origin: Netherlands
Picture is just for reference:
Background:
Stacy and Ben's fateful encounter unfolded within the confines of their workplace. Bound by a shared destiny and love for one another, their connection grew stronger as they embarked on inspections together and having a good time doing so. Their job was rather simple mostly. Simply inspecting businesses and ensuring they held up to safety standards and reporting back. Next on the list was to inspect a dungeon in the alleys of Amsterdam. They had both joked about it a ton beforehand as they began the drive. The previous inspector had recoiled in fear, whispering tales of strange noises and urging them to involve the authorities. Unfazed by his warning, Stacy and Ben ventured forth, they both knew it was not too unexpected for such an establishment to be a bit noisy. Navigating through old city paths, their search for the dungeon proved challenging, hidden away in an obscure alley. Eventually, they stood before its foreboding entrance. An imposing doorway adorned with a crimson neon sign that ominously read 'The Red Dragon.'.
Descending down the stairs, the doors automatically swung open after a single click of the doorbell and closed behind them as they entered, darkness enveloped them, pierced only by the flickering red lights and swirling smoke that enshrouded their feet. Ben marveled at the lavish effects, commenting on the opulence hidden within the club's clandestine atmosphere. However, a disconcerting discovery soon gripped them. No receptionist awaited their arrival. Time dragged on, but no one emerged. They decided to wait a bit, but nobody came. growing impatient, Stacy suggested they should try to take a look around and find someone. As they ventured around and tried different doors. They noticed many were locked.
The dungeon was surprisingly big, and after a while Ben would propose they split up and cover more ground. As Ben and Stacy went their different ways. Stacy would roam further and further in. Hearing the sounds of knocking, lashes, and escalating screams echoed through the sinister corridors, amplifying her trepidation. The lanterns lining her path cast increasingly dim and ominous glows, heightening the foreboding atmosphere.
In a dimly lit room, Stacy's trembling hand sought the switch, illuminating a scene of abject horror. Her eyes widened in terror as she beheld instruments of agony. Pillories, cages, and rakes appeared almost benign compared to the menacing torture devices, knives, and spikes that littered the room. A noose dangled ominously from the ceiling, its macabre purpose evident in the bloodstains beneath. Overwhelmed by fear, Stacy recoiled, nearly stumbling backward. , as she heard Ben’s piercing scream from further back reverberating through the dungeon hallways. Quickly Stacy grabbed a knife from the counter and made haste towards her lover.
Running and tripping down the hallways, she finally made it to the room Ben was in. He had stepped into some strange spinny rope contraption that had ensnared him tightly. At first Stacy didn’t think too much of it, until she noticed the rope was so tight, it was cutting into his flesh. She quickly took out the knife and cut him free. Ben made a joke about what a crazy place it was. Touching his bruised arms and noticed it was bleeding
Suddenly, the door at the opposite end swung open, hurling a lifeless corpse onto the floor with a sickening thud. Gasping in terror, both Stacy and Ben froze as a figure emerged from the abyss, their presence heralded by the ominous crack of a whip. Darkness cloaked their slender form, their glossy attire exuding a sinister allure. Before Stacy could react, the whip lashed out, snaking around her arm with a vicious snap, fracturing bone and eliciting a blood curdling scream. Ben, driven by desperation, seized Stacy and pulled her away, slamming the door shut as they raced for their lives. The labyrinthine passages offered no respite, their origin now lost to them, as the ghastly sounds of torment and suffering echoed relentlessly behind them. The haunting echo of heels and twisted muffled laughter pursued them, their hearts pounding in rhythm with their frantic footsteps.
Finally stumbling into a grand throne room, they glimpsed a mysterious chest at its center. Drawn to its enigmatic allure, they cautiously approached, unaware of the malevolent force that lay within. Suddenly, the chest burst open in a haze of smoke and fog, engulfing the room and robbing them of their vision. Coughing and disoriented, they realized with a mix of wonder and dread that they had been transported from the dungeon to an eerie forest. Miraculously, their wounds had vanished, replaced by unblemished skin, as they tentatively took their first steps into this new, enigmatic realm, their fate forever intertwined with the darkness they had escaped.
EXAMPLE OF WHAT IT COULD LOOK LIKE INGAME
Survivor Perks:
1. Courage:
Give a survivor the courage to unhook themselves when you’re near within a 5/7/9 meter radius of the hooked survivor. Only works in hook stage 1.
2. Fault in our scars:
See the aura of fellow survivors 5/10/15 seconds when they fail a skillcheck on generators, objectives or while healing. Goes on a 15 second cooldown
3. Leg trip:
Once in a match, you can pull off this sick move. When running around a corner. You may crouch down and stretch your leg out around the corner. If successful, the killer will trip over your leg and stun them for 3/4/5 seconds.
But be careful. When your leg is out, so is your hitbox. A killer can counter this by simply hitting you. The perk is one time use if used successfully. You leave no scratch marks for the next 10 seconds after use.
Notes: Yes, there’s two survivors, but only 3 perks. I was a bit too lazy to make 6 ones, but I still wanted 2 survivors.They are a couple, so they could work as a single survivor that you alternate between like a skin similar to legion.Credits to Kebl B for this Ai art.
New Map:
The sadistic dungeon:
Description: An indoor map with some gothic themes, and deviant devices.
Closing Notes:
APRIL FOOLS, kinda lol, this was a joke chapter. It was intended to be a lot worse, but did not wish to fight with terms and services, so it had to be a little bland and toned down to stay within the guidelines of rules. Do like parts of this, and the idea stemmed a bit from the ‘add xxx to dbd’. You can guess the censored word, but couldn’t quite do that, so went with the closest for you kinky folks. This started out fully goofy, but a part of me found it to kinda work because of pinhead, so went a bit more with it, but the silly names of the characters still stayed. I do think a chapter like this could work with some adjustments. Hoping this one didn’t offend anyone. Purposely was very vague to not judge any individuals in this or make it seem too forced into anything spicy, as that’s a dicey topic to dive into.
It's been a long time since I last wrote a chapter. I’m promising here. I’m working on a new one as well. That will be a bit more fitting. It is actually based on an old comment request someone left. I actually have 3 chapters in mind, but struggling a bit with coming up with new perk concepts.
If any of this is unbalanced, I'd expect nothing less. It’s just a concept and I do not intend to fix it much. The perks aren't great as they are.
(A lot of the art and such was taken from American Horror Stories. I do not own the rights to these, and were only used for illustration purposes. The survivor is made by AI, prompted by Kebl B)
Seen this before? I always upload my chapters on Steam first! If you wanna see more of my chapters, you can go to my profile.
