Patchy Frost 7: Asylum Boys

Patchy Frost has returned and this time, the boys are gonna be involved in a world gone mad with bloody violence and sex crimes! But here we're gonna do something different. In some lyrics of Emilie Autumn's "Fight Like a Girl" qualify, such as "I'll get my revenge on the world or at least 49% of the people in it." The "49%" bit Emilie is referring to the fact that women, despite their oppressed status, form a slight majority over men in many countries' populations. Despite the strong feminist themes in her work, a significant portion of Autumn's fan base is male; she refers to them as her "Asylum Boys." And then it hit me: Emilie doesn't hate ALL men, just some who have wronged her! Even the song "Fight Like a Girl", there's one line: "Even if you're only a boy, you can fight like a girl." And I thought, since men and women should be treated equally--I decided to form the idea of what would it be like for boys to suffer in a way like girls did.  --KatDon 

In an asylum of troubled boys come a female therapist name Eavan Ravenwood. Eavan is an ambitious, keen and strong. But there's more than this to somebody with her troubled past. She was born and grew up in a loving family in a developing port, she lived comfortably until she was about 6 years old, but at that point things changed. She maimed somebody during a long lasting heatwave and was caught up with the wrong people. Without any help she had to survive in a cruel world. But with her cunning and intrepid-ness, she managed to overcome all odds and go beyond expectations. This has turned her into the woman she is today. Settled down and with some peace and quiet, she now works on psychology to help people and giving them a better life. By doing so, she hopes to shed the memories of the past and finally find tranquility she has never had. And now it was time for her to help some boys in need: Day 1: This guy was here for the two dozen people he'd murdered. Emmett Sharif had been kidnapped and raped, but after they'd fallen asleep, he'd done multiple things, include slice off all their man-hoods and tack them to the wall. He often broke down in crying fits and couldn't handle physical contact. Emmett trembled constantly and ate almost nothing. Eavan was appointed for her patience and understanding. Eavan open the door to the room. He is trembling in the corner when you find her. He begs her not to touch him, so she doesn't. Eavan sits in front of him, and wait for him to stop crying. Emmett finally wipes his eyes and gives her a suspicious glare. She tells him she wasn't here to hurt him. This only seems to put him more on edge. Eavan is somewhat patient. She attempts to start a conversation again. She explains that he was put here to be helped. Emmett still doesn't reply. Eavan sighs and get up, turning to leave but stops when she hears his next words that are clear. "Stop trying to help me, you filthy fucking liars." Day 2: Eavan takes a deep breath and open the door slowly. As soon as she comes in, the entire bed frame smashes against the wall. She shrieks and falls on her knees, trembling, and her eyes wide and already watering. The young man--name Anselm--glares at her from the corner. There's a chain around his torso. He scowls at her. He demands what she's here for. He cuts her off every time she starts to weakly speak again. Who did she think she was? Was she was here to yell at him more? He lunges at her, furious each time. Eavan finally break out, sobbing. He scowls, but stops. He waits. She wipes her eyes and look up at him, trembling, her back against the wall. Eavan sniff, ready to burst into tears again. Something in his gleaming eyes unnerves her. He growls and she yelp, raising her hands to defend herself. Eavan looks up. Anselm stares at her, his body relaxing. He looks perplexed yet unsure. He walks toward her and drops on his knees in front of her. Eavan flinch again. He stares at her, his brow furrowing as he tries to form words. Then, Eavan hears him speak in a voice that is totally different from what he'd sounded like minutes before.  "A-Are you okay?" Day 3: This poor boy. Eavan felt bad for him when she read his file. Scout had been forced to watch the murder of his entire family and killed the murderer himself. He was unable to handle it and his mind slowly broke. This kid was only 10 when it happened! Scout had been appointed for her caring nature and the ability to sympathize. Eavan had to go to the Hospital Wing, as he had been attacked by one of the other patients, she felt so bad! Eavan pushed open the door and approached the hospital bed. There was a creaking sound. She stared at the kid. "Hey, hey..." Eavan whisper, trying not to alarm him. “I'm the new caretaker. I'll be looking after you.” Scout shook for a moment before nodding slowly. The guards watch both of them carefully. Eavan jumps as Scout suddenly begins to sob. Eavan reach out carefully and take his hand. He clasps her hand, crying softly. Eavan smiles. She blinks as he shakes his head and reaches out toward her face. He finishes and pulls back. Eavan yelp as he suddenly hugs her. She hears him whispering. "Please…Please don't leave me." Day 4: Eavan was shy and eager to please. Soft-spoken. She didn't understand why they would give her such a terrifying person. He'd eaten her entire family and Eavan didn't want to be next! Eavan gulps as she stands in front of the door. Inside, she hears strange mixes of throaty laughter and screaming. Lots of clanging. Eavan is scared. She doesn't want to go in there. She bites your lip and open the door. She scream. The boy is right at the door. Well, in front of the door, at least. Vivek was stretched out, the chains restricting his body from actually reaching the door. He strains to touch it. He had a freakishly wide grin plastered on his face. Eavan gulps. He taps the ground a couple times before seeming to go limp and starting to cry. Eavan stare at him in shock. "U-uh... are you... okay?" She asked. He doesn't seem to hear her and instead sits up and skitters back into a corner. Vivek mutters about bugs crawling under his skin, and to her alarm, begins to fiercely tear at his skin. Eavan cry out for her to stop. Vivek freezes and her head cracks over to look at her. He sputters out, asking how long she's been there. She tells him and she seems confused before laughing and cutting off, choking up blood. Eavan is alarmed and ask quickly if he needs any help. He gives a sly smile and tells her he needs lots of help. Eavan doesn't doubt that. He shakes her head all of a sudden and looks down at her arm. He seems surprised before looking back up at her and asking if she could have a Band-Aid. Eavan think that's gonna need a lot more than a Band-Aid. She tells him she'll be right back to fix his arm. He stops her and giggles before speaking a voice barely above a whisper. "Gl-gla-glad someone f-f-finally cares." Day 5: Eavan was appointed to him for her empathy for others. Jolen didn't like to be pitied and she weren't one to usually sugar coat things a lot. Even if she took it a little far sometimes and sighed. As soon as Eavan opened the door, she was met with swearing and the yanking of chains. Eavan studied the boy and sighed. He was almost growling as he demanded to know who she was. He seemed distracted by something else and screamed, backing himself into the wall as she tried to answer. She noticed severe abrasions on his neck as he trembled. She tipped her head. "One of those, huh?" Eavan asked. He focused on her and furrowed his brow. "Abused?" He froze and stared at her. Eavan nodded. "I'll take that as a yes. Now, you don't seem like a talker, so I'll make this easy for you." Eavan stated. Jolen stared at her incredulously. Slowly, his hand lifted, shaking. He avoided her gaze as he held up two fingers. "Ah. So, some sicko is still out there. Right?" She could hear the kindness in her own voice. Jolen lowers his hand. It's a few minutes before she hears him slowly inhale to speak. He lifts his head, trembling. He speaks in a horrible, raspy voice. "You've never been loved either, have you?" Day 6: Eavan open the door to find the boy writing at a small desk. She hums quietly to herself. That girl's name is painted all over her walls and torn into the bed sheets in blood. He seems unbothered by it. Eavan shut the door and he looks up. Sachiho asks if there has been any contact from that girl. Eavan tell him no. He seems confident she'll call eventually. Eavan is confused. She asks Sachiho why she's so important. He asks if you have ever loved someone. She tells him she cannot feel anything. He seems surprised before giving an uneasy smile. His eye twitches as he giggles. He says that's funny, and she can't either. He only feels a deep desire for that girl. She still can't understand. Eavan ask if he knows that she was the one who turned her in. He smiles and nods spastically and says that she will come for him when she's realized his mistake. Eavan tell him she's not coming back for him. Sachiho stops writing and puts down the pencil. She uses this time to notice the chain around his ankle. He suddenly flies at her, but can't reach her. He screams at her, demanding what she know since she'll never experienced love. How she could judge him. She watch him as she sinks down on her knees, giggling. Eavan tell him she don't think he understand the difference between love and obsession. Sachiho looks up at her slowly, with wide twitching eyes. He speaks in a clear, shaking voice. "They're the same, aren't they?" Day 7: Eavan approach the hospital bed. She studies the sleeping kid for a moment. He's got horrible scars all down his arms and his face is horribly thin. When he woke up in the bed, Thorn jolts awake. He is hyperventilating. He looks around, eyes wide. He sees her and stops. Literally. Breathing and all. He starts to shriek and Eavan cover her ears. "Hey, can you--?" He gets louder. "Please fricking sto-!!" Louder. She grits her teeth. "Shut up!!!" Eavan snarled. Thorn stops once again. She groans. Eavan is panting and then he's giggling. He's crying, but he doesn't seem to be enjoying himself. He seems indifferent as he stared at her before speaking. His voice is thin and sounds like it hadn't been used in 50 years. "S'been so long since I've laughed..." Day 8: Christian can't tell the difference between right and wrong.  He was put into the asylum after the brutal murder of eight men. He believes that humans are scum, and deserve death. Eavan was chosen to care for him because she is patient yet firm. Her first meeting was nightmare for weeks, and she didn't come to the asylum for a few days after that. But after her second meeting, she somehow managed to get through to him, and let him warm up to her. However; there was trouble: Cheryl Stockard has dark, wavy hair, black eyes and rather beautiful yet thin with a brooding countenance, and also having a disdainful attitude about her. However; Dr. Stockard hatred of men is the driving force behind everything she does. She murdered his younger brother, and she confirms that she poisoned her out of jealousy. Despite the lifetime of misery her father suffered he never shows any remorse over it, even after he disowns her and kills himself. She seems quite incapable of empathy and therefore treats the men as she is tenacious and her black heart set on domination of the city, and perhaps also the world while she generously supplies them with victims for their amusement, and seems to enjoy their company. Dr. Stockard considers herself a savior to the weaker sex, in reality she is little more than a sadist, designing toxic concoctions for the inmates and personally doing away with them in the most brutal manner out of nothing but her hatred of all men, her father excluded. To secure the hospital's finances, she supplies hospitals and off-site laboratories with cadavers, body parts, organs and even aborted fetuses harvested from inmates dead and alive. She also experiments on the many Humanitarians of the asylum to create a cure for which only he has access to. It was then Dr. Stockard takes a personal interest in Emmett. Despite finding him filthy and obstinate, and having no qualms murdering his friends, she is curious about him and his resilience to his torment, even after he is transferred to another ward. Dr. Stockard makes him a main attraction of his gallery, and later, poster girl for the fighting ring she sets up with help from surgeons name Greer and Lymekia. It was then Dr. Ravenwood is aware of Dr. Stockard sexually assaulting the victims of the male patients: Emmett was raped repeatedly by Dr. Stockard. She would beat him, bite him, knock him out while she was doing it as she was an alcoholic. One phrase that still haunts him is the phrase, "I'm only doing this because you’re beautiful." Dr. Stockard said. When Emmett told someone; Dr. Stockard gathered all of the patients and tried to make him admit that he was lying. Dr. Stockard was in the same room calling him a liar as well as he was gang raped by other mean girls. They burned him with cigarettes, pissed on him, beat him and called him every name in the book. Another time, Anselm felt sick from the nausea. Dr. Stockard gave him a tablet that he thought would help. Anselm takes it and passed out. He woke up in a room bound at his ankles and hand cuffed to the headboard and a ball gag in his mouth. Then she proceeded to whip him, beat him, and strangle him. And threaten to cut the foreskin to his penis. Nobody did anything! A third time, Dr. Stockard sat down and started talking to Jolen right away, mostly polite conversation, but seemed very sexual in the way she spoke. She was quiet for a bit, but then it happened she put her hand on my leg. Her hand inched closer and closer to his penis, so Jolen turned to her and just noise came out of his mouth. he tells her to stop, but didn't as she is stroking his junk under the wide open bench, and he grab her hand, finally getting the courage to stop her nonsense, and push it away. Dr. Stockard just giggled and Jolen had to awkwardly hide his hard penis. But one of the girls noticed and told her friends as they started laughing. Another incident where Scout was tired, so he decided to sleep on the couch and woken up a sharp pain in his groin area. Scout opened his eyes to see Dr. Stockard on top of him. His cock was inside of her and she was riding him. Scout screamed for help, but she beat him and told him that yelling wouldn't help. Scout struggled for a bit, but he wasn’t strong enough. The next thing Scout remember, a guard opened the door and he pulled her off of him. Scout was hoping he would understand what was going on, but Dr. Stockard said that he threatened her to have sex with her, and Scout told the truth. The guard believed her for some reason. More things happened to the others: Dr. Stockard and her friends tied Vivek to a fence, pulled his pants down and fondled him, said they would make him into their pet, and that they would break him. Dr. Stockard took Sachiho down to the basement, she took down Sachiho's pants, pushed his against the wall, took his penis and then she started. She was on her period, Sachiho told her to stop and tried to push her away. But Sachiho didn't had the strength to make her stop because he felt tired and drained. After failing his attempt to stop her, Sachiho just stood there without saying anything. It was a blur but Sachiho just appeared near his room with his clothes dirty in blood. After entering his room, Sachiho saw one of the wardens angry, she yelled at him because he was late. Sachiho couldn't say anything, and she didn't notice the blood. A week after that, Sachiho told the staff and the others laughed. Sachiho tried to tell the warden and she didn't fucking cared about it. Told him: "Forget it." She said. Emmett was busy with fixing something when he look up as they saw Dr. Stockard, who place her slender hand under his chin and force him to look at her, “Are you suffering?!” She demanded. Emmett glance up when Dr. Ravenwood approached and Dr. Stockard released Emmett as she saunters away with a smirk on her face. Eavan approached him, “You all right?” He asked. “Yeah, it’s always been like this.” Emmett said, but he sounded sad. In the meantime; Scout was in the empty lab and discovered an abused Shih Tzu puppy name Suffer and Scout rescued him while keeping him safe. 

Then, the asylum is infiltrated with Humanitarians as the boys could see they were getting killed by someone or something. Staying calm as possible; Emmett walked around and felt himself looking at the picture of Patchy that was silhouette and then a girl’s voice cried: “Oh my god! She’s here, Patchy Frost! She’s so pretty! What a gorgeous sight!” Emmett stood there stunned, “Patchy Frost?” He uttered. His eyes widened with surprise, “She said ‘Patchy Frost’, isn’t that--?” He started to ask, “Is Patchy standing behind me?” Emmett asked. He mused in his thoughts, “Patchy Frost—They say her hair glows in the rays of sunshine blazing out of all control. I can’t believe she’s behind me.” He gritted his teeth. Emmett turns around. At the same time, a girl turned as Emmett did but the heel of her shoe broke and the sun hat floats off her head. She covered her face however Emmett stood over Patchy, “It’s all right, don’t be afraid.” He said gingerly. “I’m not afraid.” Patchy said, still covering her eyes. “Then let me see your face.” Emmett said. “Then you’ll be scared.” Patchy said. “No, I won’t.” Emmett replied. Patchy uncovered her face slowly, she took Emmett by the hand and put his palm against her cheek. Pele raised her head as she saw Emmett, she felt the lub dub music against the drum that was her heart ringing in her ears. “It’s him!” She thought. Emmett stared down in awestruck at the sight of Patchy Frost! “Patchy Frost…Is a sight I’d never forget.” Thought Emmett. He could feel the softness of her skin, however she shivered. “Are you OK?” Emmett asked. “No, I hardly get cold but I do have one request…Could you k—kiss my c—chee—cheek please?” Patchy asked nervously. “Huh? What?” Emmett asked. Patchy batted her eyes and said, “Could you? Please?” Accepting her request; Emmett leaned over and kissed Patchy’s cheek, Patchy closed her eyes. She took in his scent. It was a delicious scent—Bergamot, mandarin fruit, wild lavender, cedar and sandalwood however Patchy liked it. She wants to stay in this bubble of this aroma forever! Those lips against her delicate skin linger for a bit before they brushed away. Patchy bite her lips and looked up at Emmett, who stared at her in return. “How was it?” Emmett asked. Patchy stared at him, she slowly smiled as she put her hand to her cheek, “Perfect…absolutely perfect…YES!!!” Patchy screamed. Emmett jumped startled and then things got sinister. Preparing for battle; Patchy took hold of the pole where her left leg straightened as the right bend slightly as she pivoted the pole gracefully, Patchy hook the pole with a grip, arching her body backwards! Then, she seized the pole with both hands as she swing around it, she spring up the pole and spun downwards. Patchy stands up straight and her hands were behind her head. The next thing she was gyrating her hips side to side but she crouched down as her hands ran down in front of her body all the way to her knees. She raises her pole, and slices off the Humanitarian woman's arm at the shoulder with one stroke. There was blood spewing and gushing out, the Humanitarian woman twists her body in agony, painting the floor and the walls with giant splashes of red, as her body hits the floor, twitching in both surprise and shock. Patchy's knees were pushed apart as her legs momentarily spread and she pops back to the standing position. She did the same dance but this time, she faced the pole with her feet at a comfortable distance. Patchy gyrated her hips sideways again, she crouch down once more and pushed her hips back and raised her body until she uncurls into the standing position. Patchy shimmied her knees bend slightly but straightened one leg as she lift one side of her hip and returns her leg while making the other straightened. Her feet were flat on the stage floor. Her arms were kept up in a parallel to the stage. Again with the impaling pole; Patchy does a swipe in the air with her sharp pole; the blood flies off the pole. Patchy slowly raises the pole into a striking position. The Humanitarian guy was charging and screaming, almost on top of her. Patchy thrusts her impaling pole through the Humanitarian's abdomen, then lifts the little guy off the ground straight up in the air. Patchy screaming, she impaled on her blade like a fish at the end of a spear. Which they were held up in the air. Patchy elevated her arms into motions like waves; she shakes them to the beat and makes flirty gestures. During the dances; she made herself look sexy yet mysterious with her back to the Humanitarian crowd. Patchy uppercuts the opponent into the air, and promptly holds out her staff, as the opponent is pierced by it upon falling down. Patchy grabs the pole with both hands. She stands next to the pole and takes one step with the foot closer to the pole and swing the leg on the outside around the pole. She spring up on the pole and pulls up on the pole with her hands so her arms are supporting the entire weight of her body. Patchy jumps off on her inside foot and grab onto the pole with both of her knees. She spins down around the pole until she lands on both feet. Patchy was midway along a staircase of curving tiers, her figure plied wantonly against the adjoined pearlescent pole. Patchy struck an exotic pose and thrust her chest in the Humanitarians' direction. Her acrobatic kicks and moves, and her sporadic hip thrust or shaking of her rear was very enticing, as it would make her skirts flare up. As things were heating up; the Humanitarian then felt the pole clamps down on his leg; the pain is intense as he screams out. He staggers backwards and falls to the ground in agony. Patchy took the pole and stabs him across the face! Patchy was drenched in blood and continues to do her dance. It was then she grabs one of the Abomination’s eye lids and pulls it away from the eyeball itself. Then she pops the hook through the lid and pulls the pole back over his head. Patchy screams something fierce as she continues to thread his eyelid open, slowly, delivering as much pain with every pull. Both eyelids hooked open, blood stream down his face, a gruesome sight. Patchy takes a slender knife from the bag and guts the Humanitarian. She smears the blood onto the other dead Humanitarians. Patchy jump all over and used the impaling pole as she uses it to peck at his eyes, his cheeks are a bloody mess as he lets out a final guttural scream! The Humanitarian writhes in pain. With yet another burst of strength he lifts his head out the bloody bath where his face is burnt red, puffy, oozing blood from him. Finally his body stops convulsing. His head drop into the puddle of blood. Blood seeps up the surface from his mouth. His one eye stares straight ahead. Where the other one should be, blood has poured all the way to the ground. Her leg locks around the pole. Patchy was drenched in blood and continues to do her dance. Patchy support herself. She moves in a circle and then returns to vertical. She lowers her torso until in a vertical position and within reach of the dance floor. There is a slight pelvic sway in sync with the beat. Patchy spread her long, slender legs and moved them in a series of steps to the music, twirling her body and leaping with acrobatic finesse, there was a little more than arouse a drooling Humanitarian. She threw in the occasional sway of her hips or bouncing of her chest, yet trying to avoid the horny gaze of the vile Humanitarians. She continued to dance for the Humanitarians as though she enjoyed this debased act. Patchy is standing on the stage, dancing provocatively with blood everywhere. Patchy approached Emmett and the boys but came up to Scout instead. “Who are you?” Scout gasped. “I am your captain.” Patchy replied. “What is this?” asked Scout. Patchy ignored him while saying, “Awareness is the enemy of sanity, once you hear the screaming--it never stops.” Scout hugs Suffer close to him while tears prickling at his eyes as Patchy knelt down a little and looked at him in the eye. “Now child, I abhor a fuss and I dislike noise in general so I demand your co-operation, and am, as you can see...Do you intend to come quietly, or not?” Patchy claimed. Scout looked frightened, “Madam, I come as quietly as the dead.” He replied. Patchy smiled at him, “Brilliant, brilliant!” She declared. She took the boys as she and her girls escaped with Eavan Ravenwood! Later on; Eavan went up to Patchy and her girls who were ecstatic to see her as they let her joined along. One person takes left hand and the other takes the right and walk around one another, pulling slightly on one another's arms to facilitate the turn. Then they walk completely around one another and back to where they started. Eavan was a little klutzy but she managed to get it and soon she was getting the steps. Patchy smiles, while watching Eavan was having fun. Occasionally; Eavan looks over at Patchy and teasingly sticks her tongue out while laughing and waving. Patchy waves back, laughing at how exuberant she was. The harpsichord was playing as the girls were singing, “….They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna! They just wanna, they just wanna!” Just then, there was chaos coming from Humanitarians and Emmett and the boys took cover. During the battle; Patchy could see Humanitarians were about to make their move. “Ha-ha, Imma gonna trash these suckers in one minute!” Patchy sneered. Just then; Patchy’s mouth drop, her eyes bulged and her heart raced! She’s spellbound by a vision of a pretty boy in the crowd. “Oh my god, who’s that?” Patchy asked. “Who?” One of her girls asked. “Paley-fair, youthful face, soft skin, red kissable lips!” Patchy shrieked. One of the girls looked and her face light up, “Ah! That’s Emmett!” She asserted. So Patchy uses her girls to take on the Humanitarians and made her way towards Emmett. “Hello Emmett, good to see you again.” Patchy murmured, she leaned in and kissed him on the lips. Humanitarians nearly injured Emmett but Clover tends to him while Patchy took down the Humanitarian that hurt him. Recognizing Patchy; Emmett got to see her, who knelt down to check how he was doing and Emmett was crying, he apologized for what happened however Emmett reassures him that all is well. “I’m just a boy.” Emmett said in a choked up voice. Patchy put a hand on his forehead, “Even if you’re a boy, you can still fight like a girl.” She assured him. Patchy looked determined, “I, Patchy Frost, being of sound, mind and body will eradicate the Humanitarians! I will have my revenge, if I get blood on my hands—SO BE IT!!” She declared. Emmett saw her determination and smiles at her. Later; Anselm talk to Clover who talked about Humanitarians and Anselm asked about them. “Never heard of Humanitarians?” asked Clover. “Campfire stories of monsters roaming around…” Anselm said. “They’re not stories.” Clover replied. Anselm stared at her, “What happens if they get us?” He asked. “If they do, they’ll….rape us to death…eat our flesh and sew our skin to their clothing.” Answered Clover. 

Clover told Anselm about the Humanitarians: Humanitarians originated from a drug called Humanite. Dr. Savage had been testing behavioral modification on this planet through Humanite, administered through the air condition systems. The chemical was designed to weed out aggression and anger. The ultimate result was of the population stopped going to work, talking to each other, and eventually stopped being human. However, the remaining of the population had the opposite reaction, with their aggression and primal instincts boosted beyond simple madness into murderous rage, sadism and savagery. Being transformed into a Humanitarian does not seem to be exclusively chemical in origin. Some victims of Humanitarian attacks are left alive and forced by Humanitarians to view the tortures they inflict on others. When this happens, the person's mind can be so damaged by what they were shown that the only way to cope with it is to begin to act as a Humanitarian does, eventually becoming one themselves. Humanitarians may themselves be able to detect those humans that are susceptible to become like themselves and these are the men and women they convert. Humanitarian are, at least genetically, human in more or less every way. They have utter and complete madness. Showing no care for life, they are driven by an insane, homicidal and savage aggression that manifests in the cannibalism, acts of violating plunder, and torture that they visit upon any unfortunate enough to come across them. Humanitarians are impossible to mistake for anything else. As a symptom of their insanity, they deliberately gash and cut their other people's flesh, and a Humanitarian is often covered in open or partially healed wounds. They seem no physically stronger or tougher than normal humans, merely inured to pain to the point where they care nothing for their injuries or indeed their own lives, and more willing to push their bodies to the extreme because of their madness. Although they clearly must have some retention of any original knowledge prior to their madness and Humanitarians are as without fear as they are without mercy, and they have been seen to speak and indeed communicate. The sole sound they make is an insane, wordless scream. Humanitarians seem to favor close combat, although they are fully capable of using firearms. It is likely that their reduced mental abilities makes firearms a poor choice. Instead, they rush forward, occasionally firing at victims if stymied, and overwhelm their enemies in a deadly charge with crude blades and melee weapons.  If nothing else is available, they may be found clawing and biting their prey with bare hands and teeth. Although they occasionally carry conventional firearms, Humanitarians also seem to use poisoned needles, and very frequently a form of large spear. The aim of both weapons is probably to ensure that the victim is alive when taken. Utterly fearless, they will charge until they are wiped out - casualties don't seem to matter much to a Humanitarian group. Humanitarians seem to prefer to subdue their victims. Those unfortunates who are rendered helpless or fall are either raped to death, eaten alive, flayed, or commonly all three, as well as other horrific depravities. After they finally escape into death, the Humanitarians will sew their skins into their clothing, and may very well either hang up the corpses as a gruesome trophy. Humanitarians target settlements without strong defenses. After plundering, murdering and eating the inhabitants, Humanitarians will burn the settlement to the ground. Most of the time Humanitarians stick to their hunting territories; however, the Humanitarians had begun to expand from their territories. This was likely caused by the depletion of food sources as settlers learned to steer clear. One Humanitarian rips the heart out of a victim's chest, then hoists the still beating organ in the air in triumph. Another Humanitarian rips the opponent's head and spinal cord from the shoulders. A female Humanitarian inhales her victim and regurgitates a torrent of bloody chunks and bones onto the ground. A third Humanitarian rips the opponent's leg out and beats the opponent to death with it and continues doing so even after the opponent is dead and makes it look like their head explodes. A fourth Humanitarian bites their victim's jugular and rip it head off with their teeth. The Humanitarian then throws it with its mouth like a dog and then laughs afterward. Other Humanitarians did horrendous things more: The fifth Humanitarian rips the ribs out of the opponent and impale the eyes with them. The sixth Humanitarian rips an entire skeleton from the opponent. The seventh Humanitarian drop-kicking the victim's head, crushing it into pieces, where some other parts of the dismembered body looked like it was convulsing and the Humanitarian then vomit their stomach contents over the lining and blood. The seventh Humanitarian repeatedly punches the victim each with a splash of blood and guts before punching the opponent's legs and torso off. The eighth Humanitarian use a chest-mounted metal claw to grab the victim and slam him to the floor repeatedly before eating the opponent through its chest compartment and the victim was now vomiting out chunks of blood and viscera. More Humanitarians had wires cutting deeply into their victims, which traces of stomach acid were leaked out. There was blood splattered everywhere, one of the victim's head has a massive chunk blown out of it. The Humanitarians sawing off their victim's foot off. There was bones being sawed through and a piece of brain on the side of his head falls off. They placed their victims on a crucifix which will slowly break their arms, legs, and neck by slowly twisting them and they have a shotgun to shoot them in the face while others lost their limbs. More victims more torture where chains pierced in their bodies, cut through someone's skull with a circular saw and didn't even have any anesthetic while they drill on them, mutilating them in the process. The Humanitarians sadistically push the victim's face into the knives while making them fall into razor wire. The Humanitarians also had a guy is chained to a bed and torn limb from limb. They had a woman's hair has been threaded into gears and when the device starts, it begins to pull her hair to the point her scalp is peeled back. The Humanitarians had two men with chains around their necks, fighting each other. The first guy has his eyes stitched shut and the other has his lips sewn together while the Humanitarians laughed and cheered. The Humanitarian grabbed a woman begging but she gets stabbed in the throat by shards of a broken Vodka bottle, stabbed in the chest by a large kitchen knife when she was trying to grab the Humanitarians and make her escape but they already hammered the knife deeper in her chest to kill her. The Humanitarian took another screaming girl's braid as they hooked it on a device as her head trapped in between the device which her head is torn off her shoulders. The Humanitarians pushed a third girl who falls against a nail gun, which proceeds to fire nails directly into the back of her head. Her body jerks as each nail penetrates her skull and bursts out her face. After the nail gun stops firing, she whimpers, then her body slowly goes limp as she dies. The Humanitarians all laughed hysterically at this sight while smiles are plastered on their faces. The Humanitarian used a nail which they slice the girl's foot tendon, torturing her in a gory way as her corpse twitches several times as a wet stain spread across the crotch, along with her femur sticking out of her leg. Another victim of the Humanitarians gets impaled on acupuncture needles, almost burning to death and having his head crushed by a statue. The Humanitarians have six people are chained to a children's carousel redecorated with gory body parts and blood, and every time it stops, one of the Humanitarians have a spring-loaded shotgun fires a bullet, killing the person in front of it. They torture a child with a screw that comes straight down through his hand. The Humanitarians trigger a rack of needles to pump the body full of acid, dissolving his body from the inside out. The Humanitarians took off some of the little girl's skin, and infected her. The Humanitarians put a nail in a guy's stomach which slices his abdominal wall. They used wet tarp and disembowels the second on a nail sticking up from the ground. Both his intestines and a trail of blood on the tarp itself. An obese man has his viscera consumed out as the Humanitarians had blood and guts spewing from their mouths a little. The blood attracts the Humanitarians that eat him alive. They also did a bowel obstruction and caused internal bleeding. An old woman was injected with corn oil her face with corn oil which got in her bloodstream, and then it started leaking out of her face and destroying her from the inside. A Humanitarian has an ice pick impaled in another victim's eye, which resulted in a huge blood red welt on his eye covered in blood. The Humanitarians caused a father to fall face first into the blades and another guy was thrown into a frying machine, which he suffered fatal burns to his face as he was thrown in multiple times. The Humanitarian shredded a guy to pieces, starting with his leg. The Humanitarians tortured their victims who had maggot-infested bedsores squirming all over their open wounds, their skin red from the red dye soaking into their skin, then vomiting green slime and dying shortly thereafter. The Humanitarians pushed back a girl who falls back on her champagne glass pyramid and dies from excessive blood loss from all the broken pieces of glass getting embedded in her body. The Humanitarian puts the breathing tube in the esophagus and stomach inflating and exploding, they cut the poor guy open as blood and organs splatters everywhere while smiles are still plastered on the Humanitarians' faces. The Humanitarians grabbed an old man as they puncture his abdomen and spills his intestines. They took a girl and straps her to a wheelchair, teases her and brings her into a disgusting lab. The Humanitarians proceed to cut off a finger on each of the girl's hands, even punching the girl to keep her from passing out. They were also going to go for the groin and tongue next. The Humanitarians grabbed the boy who then is thrown around like a rag doll but then he's pulled into the air vent and diced up by the fan. The Humanitarians' torture chambers are covered in blood, there are remains of one of the two guys' corpses which consisted of a pair of feet and shins, and an arm. One of the guys' bodies twitch spasmodically as if it were still alive and in pain. One of the Humanitarians performed surgery torture on a girl who has implant incision open with what looks like a shoehorn, but the Humanitarian's so reckless and incompetent at putting the implant in that he splatters her blood everywhere in a way that realistically would permanently deform her torso and most likely kill her from blood-loss. Then, the Humanitarian grabbed a guy's head at one point ripping open his eyelids and exposing his brain inside his head. Another gets his arms ripped off while blood squirts from the stumps and there are bones and muscle on the ground next to the severed arms--thanks to what that Humanitarian did. In their torture rooms, there are humans with their skin peeling apart and hanging from its body in bloody strips, a woman's mouth splitting at the corners and stretching her face into a toothy rictus. And some guy who is horribly mutilated, flopping around with no arms and legs and trying to talk while they were choking on blood. The Humanitarians had a teenage boy getting wax stuck in his bladder as well as another boy accidentally having most of his large intestine sucked out of his stomach while being dangerously close to drowning. In order to save his own life, he winds up having to chew through his own intestines in order to get free from the torture but he and the other boy died as he was trying climb out, but ended up pulling off half his flesh and lower body in the process while the Humanitarians cannibalize their corpses. There were pictures of sexy and scantily clad women soaked in blood in the midst of a disgusting, gory act or being brutally attacked and sexual assaulted. There were those who cut off their victims faces and wear them on various parts of their body, and others who soak in their victims’ bloods until they absorb enough of it to give their skin a red tint. The girl hung but still alive in the toilets. Her friend try to free her however the Humanitarians surround the girls and force her to stick a pair of sewing scissors in her mouth, far enough that the blades tap against her molars. Then they cut out her tongue. There was one Humanitarian seems to idolize the body, going so far as to dig through it and apparently pleasure oneself over it while taking pictures. Later, he laughs about how shameful the body looks in death. There was a five year-old boy with trickles of blood oozing from his mouth. He was repeated stabbed to the abdomen, followed by forced tongue amputation by the Humanitarians. And buried alive. The girl had her eyes stabbed with a pair of scissors by a Humanitarian. Four people have been kidnapped by the Humanitarians. They blindfold them and lines them up on the floor. One of the victims can't see the two before she is being killed of disembowelment and the top half of her head being cut off, respectively. A Humanitarian child has another innocent child by the hair, a pair of scissors in her hand, covered in blood with an insane expression on her face. The Humanitarian children are stabbing their teacher to death while he's on his knees and screaming in agony. One victim suffocated by a malicious Humanitarian boy, another victim is forced to cut out his own tongue by a Humanitarian teenager, buried alive, cut in half, have her ribs broken and her lungs pierced with them, a boy had his eyes torn out, let his best friend drown, accidentally smash her to pieces with the pool drain, get stabbed with scissors, mauled to death, and best of all trapped in a time warp that forces them to relive the nightmare! The Humanitarian stabs a boy and kicks him into a pit just for fun. The Humanitarian teen boy catches a female teenage, ties her hands to a table, and begins to cut at her throat. He does this as he starts to climb on top of her and he unbuttons his shirt. When the girl is forced into a skit by the Humanitarians, she is then stabbed in her hands by one of the Humanitarians that had a pair of scissors and suddenly lifted off the air and her whole body is bent at an impossible angle, and her spine letting out a very audible crack. The blades of scissors are now stabbing her friend, while she is losing her head in a brutal fashion. The boy's face is actually a gaping bloody hole as if his face was cleanly cut off, his flesh is entirely decomposed. And there's still blood in his hair from the blow that killed him. His girlfriend was fatally struck in the head by a hulking creature of a Humanitarian; she bleeds so profusely from between her legs that her organs fall out after. The father is found crucified and impaled through the mouth in a large altar-like room, his left eye bloodshot and with a white carving on his iris. His daughter rushes out of the room and eventually the daughter sneaks in the kitchen only to see a Humanitarian sharpening a knife frantically without saying a word. All the daughter can do is run out of the house in fear. But sadly as the daughter closed the door, the Humanitarian breaks through the door and pierces the poor girl in the stomach, her mouth and her head gets deformed while the other Humanitarian gleefully kills her by stabbing her in the neck. There was a boy who blocked a scissor attack from the female Humanitarian, which pierces his hand. He attempts to fight off the Humanitarian, but she slowly overpowers him and slowly stabs him with the scissor. Then, the boy was beheaded by a random board that fell by the Humanitarians who laughed at his death.

Just then, there was a scream as a young fellow is caught by a Humanitarian. The man screamed as the Humanitarian rammed his fingers into the poor pedestrian’s eyes and bite into his head, spat out a huge chunk of hair and skin before chowing down his brains. Patchy and his squad are grossed out. “Aw gnarly!” Patchy groaned. More Humanitarians were attacking but Emmett slashed a Humanitarian’s head cleaned off, “Talk about an adrenaline rush to the head!” He remarked. A Humanitarian woman jumps out with her hands out. “Scared yet?” Patchy asked. “Not likely.” Anselm replied. “I didn’t think so.” Patchy said smugly. Patchy, her girls and the guys took down the Humanitarian woman. While continuing on ahead, they caught wind of something---A young woman crouching at the wall, looking all traumatized. “Help…Me….” She managed to squeak out. Anselm looked at Patchy incredulously. But Patchy reached over quickly and seized her as she jumped out the window. She got the woman to escape however the Abomination had green substance around its mouth while the man had some on him but is shell shock. Then, the guy was mauled alive and Emmett took down the green covered Abomination in soaking blood! Humanitarians charged at Patchy and the rest but Patchy gunned them all down! Moving alongside, Patchy bashed a Humanitarian in the shower. “Careful, don’t drop the soap! Been there, done that y’know.” She remarked grimly. Patchy and the gang made their way down when they saw: A guard was having lunch as Humanitarians were about to attack but Patchy and gang took them out one by one. Patchy looked at him, “If we hadn’t come here in time, you’d be dead and that would’ve been your last meal.” And helped him get to safety. Later; Patchy told the boys about the struggles of herself and the sisterhood where she explains the pledge that have to take: “Everything happens for a reason.” Patchy said. The sisterhood waved and Patchy lights up a candle while cut her finger and the other girls did too. “This is our secret.” Patchy replied. Cheryl heard about Patchy and the sisterhood as she wrote about it: “There were rumors about Patchy and her sisterhood, nobody knew what their reasons were which made other girls interested and wanted to be part of it. But you had to be chosen by Patchy Frost.” Musing to herself; Cheryl said, “She should pick me to be part of the sisterhood.” When Cheryl asked Patchy to join; Patchy stared at her and she tells her, “You’ll never be one of us.” With that she turned and walked off with the other girls. But Cheryl spied on Patchy and the gang as she speculates on what happens while spreading lies and confronts Patchy: “I could tell everyone what you are. What you do.” Cheryl retorted. But Cheryl’s lies had caused the parents of the girls to worry and get them counseling. A counselor talked to the girls. “What’s really going on?” asked the counselor. “Not saying shit.” Patchy replied. “This is potentially serious.” The counselor said. But Patchy and her sisterhood’s mothers argued with the fact that there is something going on with the girls. “They’re just girls! Listen to them! They’re still your daughters!” The counselor claimed. Patchy’s mother is distressed as she demands, “What do you behind closed doors that you can’t tell anybody?!” And that’s not the worse part, reporters harassed the girls about what’s going on: “What do you do? Are you aware of your actions? What do you do? How do you respond? What is the reason for the sisterhood? What is it?” The next day; Clover spoke to Patchy, “Everything’s fucked up, Patricia.” Patchy lean in and tells her. “I’ll figure something out.” Cheryl approached Patchy and said, “Got anything you want to confess?” But there was negative attention towards Patchy Frost and the others: The very concept of the sisterhood is central to Patchy’s act. It is simultaneously the sisterhood in which the city where she used to live, and, most importantly, a reclaimed asylum, utilizing the so called sanctuary sense of the word. The Sisterhood is Patchy’s world, it is her safe place, and if she is going to be confined there by society, she is damned well gonna make the place sparkle! She has made the sisterhood her stage, and has written a stylized autobiography chronicling her treatment in the mental health system, which she plans to turn into a musical. The new album is something of a taste of what we can expect from the musical and the theme is fighting like a girl. To fight like a girl is to fight without rules or honor, to the death. Patchy turns her acerbic wit on the very psychiatric system she is accused of being in love with, critiquing in particular society’s obsession with and exploitation of “the insane girl”. She speaks in collective nouns these days, speaking from the perspective of the community she has created, promoting strength, camaraderie, defiance and revenge through survival. When a performer begins to express them cathartically, there are always those who yearn for a simpler time. Patchy and her sisterhood make a distinction between her early years which was released before her stint in “crazy people jail”. Old school fans, still calling themselves “madcaps” rather than the less flattering, way cooler “crazy girls”, feel her early work, which was more varied in style and subject, was more honest. Her increasing focus on mental illness has alienated some people. However, Patchy only makes the distinction between the two phases of her career because once she had been through that experience, she was a different woman. The woman was replaced by a complicated mess. Following her incarceration, close to ending it all, she decided to complete her musical project first, making the music she would like to hear, rationalizing that when she inevitably failed she could always kill herself later. Luckily, later never came. There was a lot of crazy girls everywhere and Patchy learned something she had never known – she was not alone. She had gone against all the rules and written a personal, raw, angry, discordant, weird record full of contradictions and hard truths. This story makes so much more sense to me than one in which Patchy, sick of working hard in obscurity, calculates that the way to make money off impressionable teens is to talk about violation, insanity and murder wearing a corset and enough eyeliner to sink a battleship. As a woman who has been through some less-than-stellar shit, the beautiful truth is that Patchy found what she had missed out on all her life, good friends, and she wanted to share her scary, glittering guts with them. She received – and still receives – a lot of criticism from the Internet at large for what some see as “milking” her brushes with the psychiatric system for shock value. It is a common accusation – talk about abuse and she’s just another attention whore, write about her trauma and how she’s feeling sorry for herself. Patchy’s catharsis still shocks us – perhaps because we are not as progressive and open-minded about mental illness as there are about other issues. That is why her work is so important and one of the reasons they were, her brutal honesty has attracted an army of misfits, and she has amassed a global following of freaks. The very thing that had once made her want to end her life is now the thing bringing her closer to so many people just like her. There is nothing wrong with sharing your pain and the next time someone feels shocked by creative catharsis, it might be time for them to wonder why they feel that way. Patchy herself and her sisterhood is kind of famous, but she would very much be considered a cow if she weren't, and I don't see why a bit of fame should exempt her. And her fan community is most definitely humorous. Patchy is a professional victim. She claims she is edgy, all of which are things that Patchy has a stiff for. She isn't, though, a lot of things she says she is. Patchy claims her whole relatives died in a fire when she was little except that before she came up with this story, her dad alone had died of something else. Also, her other relatives' certainly active on for someone who died in a fire twenty years ago. Patchy is bipolar, and she is sure as shit is going to learn that if she look into her for longer than 0.2 seconds, because she likes to tell everyone, possibly because her alleged mental illness is the most interesting thing about her, and she knows it. She claims to be an advocate for mental illness, but the only thing she advocates is using her illness as a tool for attention. Patchy got a tattoo of her room number from her trip to the psych ward. Her time on the ward is another thing she likes to bring up a lot. The story makes it seem Patchy stayed on the ward for years, though she was there for two weeks, and that her treatment was on par with a Holocaust-esque survivor. Her doctor is a pervert who wants to screw her because he goes into her room to speak to her, makes lame jokes, and even has the audacity to suggest that Patchy come to his outpatient office when she gets out to discuss a diagnosis. She whines because she is treated like a patient, rather than a delicate wilting suicidal flower. But Patchy didn't stop there. Her tragedy was so deep and unique that it deserved more as a franchise. The only thing funnier than Patchy is her sisterhood, who call themselves madcaps. They accept Patchy's stories and excuses unconditionally and forgive her because she is a sad urchin was supposedly traumatized as a child. The Sisterhood varies in levels of sanity, but is united in their belief that people must never criticize the goddess ever. Even when confronted with blatant proof of her lies, the Sisterhood still has great faith that the audio book is coming out any day now and are perfectly content to wait as long as Patchy keeps telling them how much she loves them. Patchy and her sisterhood see themselves as feminist, but have drawn fire from full-blown social justice warriors who like to point out that Patchy is extremely problematic, not a real feminist, and their main complaints are about able-ism, which is not hard to see when the woman calls herself an advocate but uses a wheelchair as a propping her stage shows. Next there are the citizens who loudly call Patchy out on her lies and hypocrisy. They're hated by the Sisterhood for not seeing Patchy as so called perfect. These days the ex-fans mostly make legitimate complaints about Patchy, so they're not quite as entertaining. The people wisely chosen to sit back with popcorn and watch the fandom burn down. Patchy is a crazy lying hypocrite who breeds a legion of equally crazy hypocritical fans. She has made it known throughout her battles what had happened in an attempt to regain her lost props and costume wears, occasionally spending time of her show "training" the audience members on how to kill ‘bear thieves’. She would say, “You see somebody stealing? You fucking murder them. If you touch this stage, I will kill you! You will die.”


Later; it turns out that Eavan had video footages: Emmett was raped repeatedly by Dr. Stockard. She would beat him, bite him, and knock him out while she was doing it as she was an alcoholic. One phrase that still haunts him is the phrase, "I'm only doing this because you’re beautiful." Dr. Stockard said. When Emmett told someone; Dr. Stockard gathered all of the patients and tried to make him admit that he was lying. Dr. Stockard was in the same room calling him a liar as well as he was gang raped by other mean girls. They burned him with cigarettes, pissed on him, beat him and called him every name in the book. The second video showed of Anselm felt sick from the nausea. Dr. Stockard gave him a tablet that he thought would help. Anselm takes it and passed out. He woke up in a room bound at his ankles and hand cuffed to the headboard and a ball gag in his mouth. Then she proceeded to whip him, beat him, and strangle him. And threaten to cut the foreskin to his penis. The third video showed of Dr. Stockard sat down and started talking to Jolen right away, mostly polite conversation, but seemed very sexual in the way she spoke. She was quiet for a bit, but then it happened she put her hand on my leg. Her hand inched closer and closer to his penis, so Jolen turned to her and just noise came out of his mouth. he tells her to stop, but didn't as she is stroking his junk under the wide open bench, and he grab her hand, finally getting the courage to stop her nonsense, and push it away. Dr. Stockard just giggled and Jolen had to awkwardly hide his hard penis. But one of the girls noticed and told her friends as they started laughing. The fourth video showed of Scout was tired, so he decided to sleep on the couch and woken up a sharp pain in his groin area. Scout opened his eyes to see Dr. Stockard on top of him. His cock was inside of her and she was riding him. Scout screamed for help, but she beat him and told him that yelling wouldn't help. Scout struggled for a bit, but I'm not what you call strong. The next thing Scout remember, a guard opened the door and he pulled her off of him. Scout was hoping he would understand what was going on, but Dr. Stockard said that he threatened her to have sex with her, and Scout told the truth. The guard believed her for some reason. The fifth video showed of Dr. Stockard and her friends tied Vivek to a fence, pulled his pants down and fondled him, said they would make him into their pet, and that they would break him. The sixth and final video showed of Dr. Stockard took him down to the basement, she took down Sachiho's pants, pushed his against the wall, took his penis and then she started. She was on her period, Sachiho told her to stop and tried to push her away. But Sachiho didn't had the strength to make her stop because he felt tired and drained. After failing his attempt to stop her, Sachiho just stood there without saying anything. It was a blur but Sachiho just appeared near his room with his clothes dirty in blood. Eavan vowed to see Dr. Stockard fall for what she had done!