The Experiment by Kirk
21 photos; 4:47 video
The project today class is an experiment in the distribution of XXXX: or how to make a ROPE MUMMY!
Brandon bucked in his ropes, tied to the chair. He muffled gagged sounds only increased as the mad man went to a dry-ease board and started to draw the physics of the experiment’s solution:
· To completely control the victim, one must concentrate all XXXX in the rope
· The rope must be uniform and consistently tight
· The victim must be made immobile
· Any XXXX the victim puts against one part of the rope will be distributed to all parts of the rope and maximize the greatest terror. F=MA or Terror=struggle by way of neck!
Brandon’s wide eye’s pleaded with his captor. He watched as he produced several coils of half inch plastic rope, and a role of duct tape. He knew he was in deep shit…. He was working for the local paper, the INDEPENDENT, and his new boss had invited him for a few beers. He drank one, got groggy, and fell to the floor. When he awoke, he found him self, bound and gagged, ropes around his writs and torso. He tried to get free, but the boss had returned, and shoved him into a chair. Now, helpless, he listened to the mad-man’s ravings:
So the method used to rope mummify you will be as follows.
· First, I will cut your pant’s legs to expose your skin from your things down, and remove your shoes and socks. The ropes must be on your skin. I will roll up the sleeves of your shirt also to bare your arms. (Brandon just stared in silence, the sweat pouring down his brow).
· To your wrists I will add the plastic rope, removing the close line. I will melt the knots with this BBQ lighter.
· Your wrists will be pulled up to your neck and tied off, knots again melted. (The mad man kept drawing his plan on a stick figure and Brandon began to beg in unintelligence noises).
· Your legs will be crossed and roped from the things to your feet in four or so levels, again with knots melted.
· Your body will be bent forward, your face to touch your ankles, and I will rope your entire body in that bent position, ending around your neck. All knots melted.
· Finally I will tape your eyes and mouth shut, and place you in that wooden crate there. It will be nailed shut, and I will address and leave if for a delivery pickup down by the old swamp.
Brandon started to buck like a madman but his boss just grabbed his neck. “Yes, little one, your are my prize experiment. I will make you a rope mummy. The ropes will be constricted tight around your entire body. Any movement you make against the ropes should transfer through them all, and finally around your neck, which will slowly XXXX you. I suggest you get out all your energy now.”
He left Brandon. Brandon fought against the ropes tying him until he was exhausted, his shirt soaked with sweat at his pits and pecs. The boss returned, holding a BBQ light in his hand.
Brandon tried to relax. The mad man moved to his shirt cuff, and unbuttoned it. He slowly began to roll up his sleeves. Next, he took a scissors, and went down to the cuff of his pants legs. Brandon made a desperate low moan, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO as the cutting began. He eyes focused on the dry ease board, and the stick figures and the equations, and the experiment, ROPE MUMMY: Q.E.D.
The End
Brandon played by Logan
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 07/05/2006