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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con,
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M, Other
  Fandom:
      Rooster_Teeth/Achievement_Hunter/Funhaus_RPF
  Relationship:
      We_know_whats_happening
  Character:
      Michael_Jones, Gavin_Free, Geoff_Ramsey, Ray_Narvaez_Jr., Jack_Pattillo,
      Jeremy_Dooley, Ryan_Haywood
  Additional Tags:
      Murder, Death, Im_killing, Tags_are_just_in_case, Im_getting_creative,
      Gore, all_kinds_-_Freeform
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-07-15 Updated: 2017-04-25 Chapters: 5/700 Words: 3559
****** 700 deaths ******
by Arcane_Silence
Summary
     Im taking my anger and sadness and making something useful and
     terrible im a terrible human being for what im about to do, lets get
     this started! Im sorry im not they're short dont blame me theres 700
     of them.
Notes
     No need to be concern im perfectly fine! :) no hate please we all do
     terrible things these are short dont blame me for 700 of them.
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Michael *****
"GODDAMN IT GAVIN!!!" Michael screams after his character dies in the game and
Gavin almost snaps hia controller in half, but it cracks. "I'm done Michael!
You bloody prick!" Gavin screams and leaves with his broken controller and
Michael shrugs it off like nothing as he tires to calm down but suddenly, a
cord wraps around Michaels neck as his eyes go wide and doubles over, falling
out of his chair hoping that the person with the cord around his throat would
let go, but no the only follow with tight force on his neck Michael realizes
other than gavin he's the only one in the entire office. Gavin's killing him or
trying to.
"GAVIN WHY!?" Michael breathlessly screams and Gavin growls. "Because Micoo...
your always so damn yelly and always at me, even if its not me doing anything
wrong! I'm so sick of it! You always say your gonna kill me! Well now.... I'm
going to kill you.....Micoo..."Gavin says with a snarl and Michael gasps
struggling, reaching for anything, when he grabs a mug and smashes it on
Gavin's head. He squeals and lets go as Michael makes quick work and gets up
and runs trying to catch his breath.
"Damn it!" Gavin screams and grabs a bunch of game boxes and controllers and
anything hard or glass, he chases after Michael chucking things, Michael
removes the cord around his neck and throws it at Gavin and Michael makes a
hard turn left and runs for the exit, he trips over computer and mic cords and
falls with a 'oof!' Gavin gives a laugh. "Me and my dumb luck huh Michael..."
he says with a smirk and steps on Michael's throat. "It's a bloody shame, other
than your anger, we really got along! To bad you finally pulled the last
straw..." he growls, holding his rubber band gun and sighs. "I'll miss this
hunk of wood too but it'll be useless soon.." Gavin breaks it in half and aims
the sharpest part over his heart.
"Gavin, please don't. You don't have to do this." Michael says tearing up.
"Your my boi Gavin, team nice dynamite.." Michael tries to appeal to Gavin's
sensitive side, but Gavin smirks. "You are my boi Micoo, and we're still team
nice dynamite...there's just going to be no fuse to light the dynamite and....
I'm not very nice anymore, but cheer up! You'r still my boi, and you'll die my
boi." He smiles and plunges the sharp weapon into Michael's chest and with a
dark line on Michael's neck from the cord. Michael's mouth is now leaking blood
and his body is starting to turn cold as the struggling to save himself stops
Michael's hands drop and his head falls slightly. Gavin smiles and grabs
everything he touched and puts it in a box and picks up Michael taking the box
and setting it on top of the corpse and walks home. He would deal with the
blood tomorrow its sunday no one is showing up still and he'll claim stupid and
dump a bottle of bleach and clean it up.
At home Gavin is holding Michael's lifeless body and a new box full of strange
chemicals, a pump, needles, medkit stitching, jars, a mouth cover, a toolbox, a
roll of plastic, and finally surgery tools. Gavin walks to the basement and
sets Michaels body on the table and takes the plastic and lays it on the floor
and around the table and takes a picture of Michael one last time before
starting his work.
Gavin finished and takes all the jars and dumps all of them in the bathtub with
strange chemicals as he puts on his mask Michael's insides slowly melt away. He
walks back to Michael and picks up skin and bones and drops them in the tub
with a new chemical melting everything now as he leaves to grab a shock vacuum
and vacuums up the liquid and dumps it down th sewer and burns the box of thing
he touched from the office that he tried to kill Michael with and the vacuum
and burned them. The only remaining item was the diamond necklace which he
buried under a tree. "Goodbye Michael...." Gavin said.
***** Ray *****
Chapter Summary
     Okay well, this one gots a warning of rape this one has no murder its
     just violent I'll tell you when the story is being written bur for
     sadness issues I gave this a happy ending, I kinda find this a teeny
     tiny bit fun. Don't kill it....
Chapter Notes
     Mental State: Not in safest levels but no need for concern yet!
     Okay well in notes at the beginning im going to put my mental state
     from here on out....
Ray was smiling, a black beanie on his head as he walked down the street thumbs
flying across his phone's screen as he bumped into someone(s) as he looked up
it was a gang of men.... creeps written all over them, the one Ray had bumped
into smirked at Ray a wicked smirk as he harshly put his hands on the sides of
Ray's stomach tightly pressing on him and one of the mans buddies smiled and
grabbed Ray's phone, chucking it into an open manhole and nodded to the rest of
his crew.
"My phone!" Ray shouted and now tried to struggle as he started getting dragged
into a silent alleyway, of of the men grabbed to knives and a roll of duck
tape, taping the bottoms of the knives together, the man holding Ray threw him
down, and grabbed his razor knife, while ray was stomach down to the concrete
ground and a hand pushed on his lower back and the razor knife and followed
Ray's crack slicing down. Ray had only gotten grazed by his hole and held back
a yelp as they torn his pants away (boxers included) and all of the men undid
their pants there may have been just three men but it was still dangerous. One
of the men still had the tapped together knife and placed it between Ray's
thighs.
"Heh. I wouldn't close my legs if I  were you." One man said and Ray obeyed as
another man decided to test if Ray was obeying and tried to tugged his legs
closed and Ray remained open as the man released Ray he smiled at the graze on
near his hole and dragged his finger along the laceration, almost on instinct
Ray was shaking trying to fight the urge to shut his legs. As the man smiled
and shived harshly into Ray who was trying his absolute hardest trying to relax
as the tapped knives were removed grazing (scarring) his thighs. The only man
shoved into Ray's mouth as the third man laid under Ray as the other man that's
in him stands, and Ray is hanging on with his legs wrapped around the mans
waist. The feeling of being pulled down caused ray to put his hands on the hips
of the man that's fucking his mouth, the third man pulled Ray closer and with
the dick already shoved in his hole another threatened to double stuff him,
blood dripping down on the mans abdomen, blood acting as a lubricant caused the
second dick slid in fast. Stretching Ray wide and their different dual
thrusting from his back end gave Ray almost no room to breathe and the man
fucking his mouth started thrusting and one of his buddies handed him the tape
as he soon deep throated Ray and Ray had no gag reflex as he felt tape in his
hair wrap around the man's lower back.
"Suck." He demands and Ray does his best trying to use the back of his throat a
gasps as he has a feeling of being filled, and pulled apart as the two men
thrusted and pulled and the man the tapped him released right down his throat
and from the head of the guys dick, Ray had to relax and let the cum slide down
his throat in small painful swallows, the man was enjoying the small swallows
and got a second release Ray had to do the same with again as he man grabbed a
fist full of hair and petted his hair now.
"I'm gonna use you till it hurts so keep doing what your doing." He demands as
the other two started searching their backpacks as one pulled out a  needless
shot filled with a liquid, and the other grabs a vibrating butt plug and smiled
rubbing Ray's lower back and shot the liquid inside him and turned on the plug
to its highest setting and puts duck tape around Ray's wrist so he couldn't get
it out, Ray was in tears from over stimulation and painful swallowing only to
bring more.
When they untied Ray plug still going on in him and the dropped two quarters
from him and left, Ray got up and grabbed the quarters and called Ryan.
"Hello? Ray? Is that you?" Ryan asks as Ray cries and tells Ryan everything and
within ten minutes Ryan has Ray in his car laying in his lap sleeping  and red
faced from tears, once he got to his house Ryan immediately took care of Ray. 
"I've got you Ray calm down..." Ryan says holding Ray as he removes the plug
and lets Ray shower, Ryan threw away the toy and took tentative care to Ray.
"Thanks Ryan" Ray says
***** Ryan *****
Chapter Summary
     So I'm killing ryan, im trying to get back into the groove of things
     after my life started changing for the better so honestly my mental
     state is doing pretty fucking awesome! Hope you like the chapter!
Chapter Notes
     First au! GTA V! Ryan is going to die but by who's hand is my
     surprise, if you find out with subtle clues I give, I'll let you pick
     who is the next victim, how they die or get a very fucked up day and
     go to be comforted like in the ray rape, but back to the point guess
     the murder, you pick the next victim, way of a fucked up day ir
     death, annnnd either who kills them or if its a random person!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
A bag is pulled off Ryan's head as he already looks beaten up from the way here
and the only light are various candles in the room, enough to see a table of
tools, and a shadowy figure with a pair of glasses on his face and he blends
slightly into the lighting of the room and has a dark hoodie, dead flowers are
everywhere on the ground. "Ha.. very funny the vagabond has been caught, are
you going to torture me or take me out for some prime rib and classy wine?"
Ryan says. He gets a growl to his direction and he sees the figure walk around
him like a shark closing in for the kill, every time he passes candlelight Ryan
can see a tanned body, and black scruffy beard and black hair concealed in a
gray toboggan his hoodie turns out to be a purple jacket and Ryan is still
clueless unless someone dressed as his friend or... the impossible
happened...'no he left' ryan said in his head as there was a chuckle and the
smell of a joint lofting through the air as tape was sealed on Ryan's mouth and
the figure spoke "shhhh man, I really wanna get this done fast, im a sniper
kind of guy not into the dirty work like you lowlifes.." he said and Ryan's
eye's widened with shock ' no this couldn't be... but it sounds so much like
him, is it possible?' He asked himself as something was grabbed off the table
and ryan got defensive over his body and thats when he seen it, tattooed into
his knuckle was the word 'Lads' and Ryan's heart sank it couldn't have been him
it has to be a disguise, has to! Ryan is dragged out of his thoughts again by a
sudden stab to his back as if it were nothing and Ryan couldn't shout, Ryan
couldn't voice his pain as he sharply breaths through his nose as the weapon
was suddenly yanked out and shoved back into him several times over and over
again, blood pooring out of Ryan like a waterfall. He got paler, this person
certainly wanted to get this over with he'd do Ryan a favor and slit his throat
just to end it but something cold touches the back of his neck and Ryan's eyes
widen as there was a scruffy kiss to his face before a soft whisper to his ear
"goodbye Ryan you need some Rest and Relaxation." He said and the gun goes off
and Ryan is leaning forward blood leaking out of his head and the killer flips
on light to reveal tears falling on the ground as he leaves the room "time to
collect that bounty....and finish the mission...Im sorry Ryan.." he says
leaving the room after knocking the candles on the ground lighting the room
ablaze as he leaves the building carrying Ryan's jacket and mask, when he goes
home he sets the skull mask and jacket on a shelf along with a pair of shades
and a light blue flannel, a top hat and a tuxedo, a Cuban brown leather jacket,
a Hawaiian shirt for a woman and a pair of booty shorts, finally there is a
brown cowboy hat. All covered in blood and tear stains as there was now beside
all of that a purple jacket and a pink sniper rifle and the cased was closed as
a pink pistol was brought to his tan face and the triggered pulled after
dialing 911 and thats where it all ended within the crew...
 
Chapter End Notes
     Ugh I really need to get back into the swing of things
***** The art of killing the mad king *****
Chapter Summary
     Ray has been forced to be a pet for the mad king for every reign he
     has had, now he was tired of it, the Stockholm syndrome has worn off
     and by this third reign, the mad king is about to meet the true
     meaning of 'it's all gonna be murder..'
Chapter Notes
     Ray murders ryan! Minecraft au! King au! I just haven't touched this
     story in forever and god I want to write in this sometimes
     ((PLEASE NOTE: THAT THIS GETS DARK AND GRAPHIC AND MURDEROUS, IM NOT
     KIDDING IF YOU ARE WEAK MINDED OR EASILY SICKENED BY GORE/SEX ABUSE/
     LIFE ABUSE/AND POWER ABUSE BY ALL MEANS DO NOT READ THIS, THIS IS A
     WARNING AND IF YOU CONTINUE, YOU ARE EXCEPTING THAT YOU UNDERSTAND
     THAT THIS WILL BE GETTING VERY FUCKED UP!!!!)
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Ray had been kept for years by the mad king, he went through it all, and now
he's fed up with it, he's now been plotting for weeks on the killing of the
king. "Your done ray, you can't take this anymore." Ray told himself.
Flashes of the past fill his mind in bits.
"Im not your friend anymore ray." That day ryan forced ray into his bed and
fucked him relentlessly.
"You don't need to eat if you act like that." By food ryan had ment the cum on
the floor or on ray's face, that memory broke ray into creeped out shudders.
Ray was now able to go four days without even a skin of food. It wasn't
healthy.
"I'm your king, I own you." Ryan said this the day he locked Ray up.
Ray looked at his tattered clothing and his growling stomach; the dirt on his
hands, the blood that would be soon to come. Ray was so excited about it he was
shaking. "Until midnight." Ray had told himself. 
An hour later a guard had escorted Ray directly to Ryan's room. Ray had kept
the fake act of Stockholm syndrome but in honestly he wasn't scared anymore.
Ray was ready to kill, and he wanted ryan to suffer just as much as he did, but
two years of killing and torture sounded boring, but a day of losing his mind
just to die at the hand of trust.
Ray had plans to go to princess tina after this, he knew it would be far but
after the death of the king, guards would be too scared to touch ray, he could
grab real food and water and leave, screaming out to the crowd that their free
from the tyranny.
Ryan greeted ray with a smile and ray greeted him with a kiss to the hand.
"You've become so obedient ray, see I knew we could work this out." Ryan said
and went to get something embarrassing for ray to wear while he fucked ray
senseless.
Or so he thinks, ray quietly got closer and threw the sword from Ryan's side
and wrapped his shackles around Ryan's neck, Ray had a sick smile to his face
as ryan tried to shove him away.
"Ray I can't.....breathe!" Ryan gasped, as he was forced to watch the sick grin
on ray become wider as ray said one thing. "Good." Ray ran ryan into as many
things as he could trying to wear ryan out into exhaustion.
It may have taken two hours but ray did it, ryan was too tired to move and a
dark nasty purple bruise stained his neck, it oozed blood from the pressure and
the turning and twisting of keeping ryan there.
Ryan drops ryan holding the crown, and as ryan tried to catch his breath, the
crown was plunged into Ryan's back and ray stomped on it. He wanted to impale
ryan with the crown.
"Blood begets blood and the crown sings for it, oh but we couldn't resist." Ray
said mockingly. Ryan was shaking, he couldn't breathe or move all you could do
was watch in terror as ray tortured and killed him.
Ray grabbed Ryan's sword and broke the shackles also breaking the sword. "You
know what you can find in your dungeon ryan? A lot of fucking plans and time!"
Ray yelled as ray rapidly and repeatedly stabbed ryan with the broken sword.
When ray finally stopped, guaranteed ryan was dead he laughes as guards broke
in the room in shocked as they slowly backed away from ray. Ray smiled and
regained small bits of sanity and walked to the kitchen gathering supplies for
his long journey.
"To think tina gave me the idea and I only had to go crazy to do it, god I love
that girl." Ray said quietly to himself as he left the kingdom on a horse with
his supplies.
Half a year later tina and ray married and formed a strong trustworthy kingdom
and Ryan's fell to dust and ash, only after ray set it on fire, he didn't want
any repeats of that event ever.
Just Ray's happily ever after.
Chapter End Notes
     Sorry that's all im going to say.
***** Michael *****
Chapter Summary
     So Michael getting is using his Mulligan he has a fucked experience
     and somehow survives and goes to geoff(more like geoff goes to him)
     for support but sadly Michael will be partially(very) blind in on
     eye! Because I want near death experiences, remember geoff is the
     hero of the mulligan here so he's saving the day and rays already had
     a mulligan and everyone gets one!
Chapter Notes
     http://archiveofourown.org/users/aliziranCrimson/pseuds/
     aliziranCrimson im thanking alizirancrimson for Michaels near death
     experience; yeahhh im still falling into the pits of hell and
     definitely im taking some with me. Oh! This is FAHC au!
Michael had been to the hospital for a check up and as he walked into the
building he was dragged into a 'Privacy' room while his mouth covered and
another pair of arms shoving him to the examination chair and begun to restrain
him.
"Jerry I can't believe you want to do this, again!" A man said to the other.
"Yeah I want to do it again! I'm not the only sick fuck here! You fucking
animal fucker!" The one Michael assumed was named Jerry as he grabbed the table
of surgical tools and the other startes to restrain Michael's head tightly.
The man restraining him looked at Michael duck tapped his mouth and looked at
him "sorry man, your either gonna die or be blind and REALLY fucked up." He
said and Michaels eyes widened slightly.
Meanwhile geoff waited for Michael to text him back from the in depth
conversation they had over 20 minutes ago and geoff was getting worried, no
calls were being answered, no response from texts. Michael said he was going to
the hospital but for a check up should've been done a while ago.
"Fuck this im driving down and getting Michael!" Geoff said getting up and
rushing to his car, while Michael stared at a surgeon tool, look more like a
scalpel in Jerry's hand as Michael thrashed in the restraints to no avail jerry
put his hand on Michaels head and held his eye open as he started to come
closer with the knife.
Jerry slid the knife forcefully behind his eye and begun to cut the cords to
the eye as Michael had tears and blood mixed together and holding his thrashing
head; until jerry popped Michael's left eye out of his head and pouted when he
looked at the bone.
"Hey travis, I know im big enough that bones going to get in my way but am I
big enough to harm the fuckers brain?" Jerry asked and travis was the other
creep in the room.
Travis sighed "I don't think so? I know you want him to live long enough for
you to take both his eyes....and no offense but your like think but four
inches, the bones going to be in the way but the brain shouldn't be harmed at
all." Travis said
Jerry looked slightly offended but shrugged it off as he grabbed the saw and
shrugged as he held Michael's head again and skillfully sawed through the bone
without harming the brain and pulled the bone out letting eye blood fall from
Michael's head when he pulled the head restraint off and Michael had lurched
forward and fought back the screams he couldn't let out because of tape.
Michael had been cut and shot and beaten and never made a sound but this was
painful and Michael wanted..no NEEDED to scream. Jerry unbuckled his pants and
travis was definitely right it wasn't long but it was thick.
Michael rapidly tried to keep his head out of reach but he was tied up and
jerry wasn't, so when he yanked on Michael's hair and lined himself up with his
eye that was dripping blood still.
Michael could've swore if this guy did this to him, he was going to die from
trauma, oh but he didn't and jerry only managed to thrust in and there was a
sudden gunshot when Michael thought they'd taken pity on him he felt the dead
man pulled out of his eye to see a tuxedo and tattooed man.
Michael smiled when the tape was taken off and geoff freed him Michael could
only say "we're taking jack to medical school." geoff laughed and freed Michael
lightly helping him to the complex and said "would you be shocked if I said
ryan can actually fix your eye or at least help it...?" He asked and Michael
shook his head. "Fuck that, if I go through anything else im going to die of
trauma im kinda blacking out as we speak.." geoff rubbed Michael's back when
Michael said it.
"Okay we'll get you an eyepatch until your ready. Don't go to sleep for a
while."geoff said setting him in the car with a towel from the back now resting
on Michael's face and geoff said"brought it from home there's no oil on it or
anything." 
Michael nodded and slightly felt his eye "you killed both those sick fucks?
Great. Seriously thank you." Michael said and leaned against the car seat
slightly feeling his eye socket.
'Seriously though, fuck hospitals!' Michael thought.
End Notes
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