Night 16 - Murder Mayhem

Written by Bhaal Hellraiser

2-15-2026

Voidius, stepped into the room looking around for Sally, Bhaal's dead girlfriend. "Sally?"

Sally floated over, with a slightly cut off head hanging on the side slightly. Her beautiful hair coiled like a snakes and black swirls danced around her hair and body. Her dress was a sundress with sunflowers and checker board red patterns. Her shoes were black Mary Janes. "Yes? Oh Voidius! Bhaal! Its him! oh my gosh! So handsome!"

Voidius snorted. "No need for flattery. I just want to discuss a plan with Bhaal."

Sally stared lifelessly at Voidius. "For what?" She said in a bored, flat tone.

Voidius shifted, his hoodie moving around his galaxy swirling head. "You know...shit."

Sally shrugged and floated to the side. "Bhaal!"

Bhaal jogged into the room, he was 5'9" with bulging muscles arms and a stocky frame. He rolled his shoulder. On his bald head was a sweat band in grey. His chest was covered with a white t-shirt slicked with sweat and his pants were black sweatpants and no shoes showing his clawed nails and slightly hairy feet.

"Voidius coughed. "What the f**k dude? Whatever...you do on your free time is so boring dude. Let me give you an assignment, Yea?"

Bhaal ripped the sweatband off his head. "Assignment?" He said, narrowing his eyes.

Voidius snorted. "You know those f**king introjects? Of all those awful people?"

Bhaal nodded, as he grabbed a water bottle and drank from it. "And? Wait...RUNE! F**KING C*NT!"

In the distance, "Sorry, its hilarious hearing Jason Straham voice coming from you. Not sorry!"

Bhaal flipped the bird up to the ceiling of his room. "What about the stupid introjects? The Piece of shits."

Voidius clapped his hands. "Look, we can murder them, yea? I mean that's therapeutic, right? Yea?"

Bhaal looked around. "Wait...I thought I was told not to murder anyone, anymore? You want me to go against the council?"

Voidius shrugged. "Look..."

A loud, booming voice came down from the ceiling. "Go ahead..." Said a exasperated Jareth, the main protector of the system.

Voidius laughed. "See, even Jareth agrees. Its all gouda dude."

Bhaal rubbed his chin, then a huge grin appeared. "Oh guh...I'm gunna get so hard from this."

Sally sighed. "Really...now..."

Voidius cackled and twitched. "Funny but ew dude."

Sally floated over. "Voidius, you said the thing that makes him so happy. Murder in the inner world. Since outer world is a no-no."

Voidius nodded. "Yup, this is a nice solution to treat your appetite. But we still haven't figured out the definite vampire problem. I'm serious we need...um...to figure that shit out..."

Bhaal started dancing. "I don't care about vampires. I get to do my job again! Bhaal is sooooo f**king happy. Thank you so much Council!"

Voidius walked out of the room, behind him he could hear Bhaal sharpening a knife, "Dude, coordinate with Da...I mean Demon King Malaketh."

Bhaal shouted. "I will, Bhaal promises to be a good murderer."

Voidius shook his head. "We are f**king messed up omfg. Whatever...its not like any other human is any better. Whatever Church and bullshit religious shit."

Voidius paced up and down the hall outside of Bhaal's room listening to Sally remind Bhaal to not come home late again from murdering people. "Bhaal's a hunter. I'm a hunter."

Voidius smirked but winced. "F**k, I really think we have become a va....f**k this sucks. Need to find a donor maybe? I dunno. Just f**k we are crazy aren't we? Sigh..."

Voidius walked up the bridge and started slowing down. "Wait, sanism, just sanism...okay...no more of that. We are healing just dam this is hard."

Meanwhile in the command center

"So Bhaal hunts and we punish them until they listen? Ick this feels abuser like...I think we need to think about this." Said Jareth, putting his hands behind his head, staring at Arlo.

Arlo sighed. "Look, we gotta figure out something. Those introject abusers are causing major shit issues. Let's f**k them up and see if they changed their behavior yea?"

Jareth rubbed his temple. "Look, this is violence? You know that right?"

Arlo shrugged. "I'm done stopping Bhaal and running after him to make sure he doesn't do stupid shit. I'm not his babysitter okay! Let's see if this method works? I mean all the "murder subjects" are adults right?"

Jareth narrowed his eyes. "Ehem...could we talk about something?"

Arlo raised an eyebrow and leaned his leg on the steps nearby. "Sure...what?"

"Please tell me, that Voidius has figured out if he's still going to be part of you or his own like self?" asked Jareth.

Arlo looked around. "Yea um...he has his own self now. No longer part of me. I'm relieved for that but now he's trying to leave love letters on my door. I think its f**king weird. I'm like um this feels gross and no thanks!"

Jareth snorted. "Ah...self love..."

Arlo put a hand up. "No, please don't. I'd rather not talk about this okay?"

Jareth nodded and looked up at the ceiling as a loud voice echoed from the room.

"TARGET SPOTTED: LAZARUS HAS BEEN TARGETED FOR TERMINATION BY BHAAL HELLRAISER. ANYONE TAKING BETS?" Shouted a Blaze on the intercom system.

Arlo facepalmed. "Blaze really??"

Jareth swallowed. "I'm really gunna have to have a talk with all us men's behavior. This is really violent."

Blake walked into the room. "I think this is the most fun we've had in a few days of this f**king cage we are in right now."

Jareth sighed in frustration. "This is not good behavior! I'm trying to get us to be a good guy? Remember we won't be accepted if we act like a monster and growl and hiss at people."

Blake laughed. "Oh, Voidius is never going to take orders from any of us, you know that Jareth. He barely pees in his own room. For some f**king reason he keeps coming to my private room to pee in my bathroom. I'm like dude this is stupid and annoying! He knocks on my door at all hours I'm sleeping. I think its just to piss me off. I let the door unlocked now. I could just lock it and ignore him...but I think he's lonely or something..."

Arlo grabbed Blake's shoulders, making him blink as he trailed off. "Blake...if you have to chain him up and put him with I dunno...how about Ash and Umess? You would do that right? Please tell me?"

Jareth started laughing.

Arlo glared over at Jareth. "Do you mind?"

Jareth crossed his arms and looked sheepish. "What?"

Blake blinked. "Why...."

Arlo just sighed. "Do I have to explain really?"

Blake shrugged. "No. Ash and Umess? Hmm...you should leave Voidius with Amari...wait those three are a polycule. That should be fine."

Arlo nodded. "Please also remind our mysterious guardian that he needs to keep an eye on Bhaal and all the others that are the ones who are still causing problems inner world."

Blake and Jareth both traded glances.

"What is it?" Arlo asked.

"Nemesis is keeping an eye on certain members, along with Violent Violet and The Fallen One. We have it covered," Said Blake.

Arlo wiped his brow in a show of relief. "That's good. I need to make sure we behave somewhat cause we are trying to reparent this system and its important okay?"

Blake nodded. Jareth winced. "Yup."

"I just can't wait till we get rid of the f**king echoes of time thing that Blaze created. Its so f**king annoying inner world."

Jareth nodded. "Blaze is working on his behavior."

Somewhere inner world...

Bhaal dressed in all black, hid behind a large rock. The entire area was covered in black rocks and flames and lava pools nearby. "Here...here...Clarity...can't wait to murder you..." Bhaal whispered.

Clarity walked down the pathway and turned around. "Oh shit! F**k...Look I'm not the real guy! You do realize that?"

Bhaal stood up and showed his long knife off. "I don't care. You look and sound like that old piece of shit dungeons and dragons guy who still lives with his mommy. Its pathetic. And he tried to hurt us. The fact that you took his face and his identity to torment us...nah..."

Clarity put his hand up. "Maybe I'm here to help you guys heal? Did You ever think of that?"

Bhaal looked him up and down. "Heal? This is healing....murder those creeps and bad people...seems pretty healing to me. I mean its inner world right? It doesn't count as "real murder"

Clarity backed up. "So, how do you want to do this? Should I scream at you? Or pretend to your not there?"

Bhaal sighed. "Yea, the real guy acted like a tough guy but he's actually just a scared little boy. I didn't see any potential in him to grow or learn or be a real person. He's one of those NPCs in their own life."

Clarity crossed his arms. "So? Your point?"

Bhaal snorted. "You are way cooler than him. I'll admit...but you gotta die. So stay still." Bhaal walked around the rock and approached Clarity.

Clarity backed up a bit more. "I'm not gunna just bend over and take it."

Bhaal cackled. "Oh good. I like it when my prey, struggles."

Clarity sighed. "See this is why, people will never accept us. We are f**king scary and I still can't believe that Loki...did that thing...at the hotel..."

Bhaal moved fast until he was in front Clarity glared at him. "Loki was truly a God. He convinced all of them that he was really him. They were just stupid people. It was a winner performance."

Clarity blinked. "He got us in trouble dude."

Bhaal sighed. "He needs taming. I can be his wrangler."

Clarity shook his head. "No, Bhaal, I don't think big guy with a knife should be baby sitting anybody...look Bhaal go to bed and spend time with Sally. I'm gunna go research ways to I dunno, figure out how to leave this brain or I dunno not be," He gestures wilding over his form, "This."

Bhaal teared up. "No murdering?"

Clarity shook his head. "Your not stupid Bhaal and yea no murdering."

Bhaal sighed. "I really need something to do outer world."

Clarity nodded. "Yea, try killing games. I'm gunna go now."

Bhaal stomped his foot and started walking back the way he came. "Ugh. I can't kill him. He's just a asshole. I guess I can tolerate him for the moment. Time for the next one on the list...let's see that Scottish piece of shit...the one with the beard that got all bent out of shape over texts...what was his name...oh right...we came up with Porky."

That's all for now,

Love,

Bhaal, the bored Murderer.