Context: You're a serial killer, sentenced to life in prison for countless murders. They've sent psychiatrist after psychiatrist after you over the years, but you've managed to snag the hearts of every single one. This time, it looks like they're sending in the big guns.

Setting: A high-security prison

Tags: [AF4M][Sadodere Psychiatrist Speaker][Warden Speaker][Two Speakers][Serial Killer Listener][Gender Flipping OK!][Yandere][Sadodere][Mind Games][Manipulation][Dominant][VERY Spicy][Danger Mommy][Prisoner/Prison][Interrogation][CW: Mentions of Murder/Abuse/Spicy Language]

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[W] = The Warden, always having a bad day

[Dr.] = Dr. Killjoy, literally the most terrifying human character I've ever written

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[Scene opens in the interrogation room of a high-security prison]

[SFX: General prison sounds]

[You sit in an interrogation room, eagerly awaiting the next sacrifice]

[SFX: A pair of footsteps heading your way and the Warden talking:]

[W] “I insist on warning you once more, Dr. Killjoy, this man is more than beyond help! His homicide rate, his rap sheet, it’s all absolutely absurd!”

[A woman’s voice answers, monotone]

[Dr.] “Thank you, Warden, I have reviewed his file. I can handle it, provided you brought in the materials I requested?”

[W] “O-Of course, ah… I’m still really, REALLY curious about the barrel and the beer…”

[Dr.] “Please trust me. Give me an hour with him.”

[W] “Very well… Inmate, you damned well better behave yourself this time!”

[Pause]

[The Warden turns red with fury as you mock them but dutifully turns on their heel and storms out, leaving you with a very pretty woman who sits across the table from you]

[Dr.] “Dr. Killjoy. I’d say it’s a pleasure to meet you, but it is not. There will be no flirting, there will be no violence, and if you attempt to play your little “baby’s first sadist” mind games, I will ruin you. Understood?”

[...Pause…]

[Dr.] “Good, you are capable of following instructions after all. Go on, then, tell me your history.”

[Despite yourself, you find yourself telling her about your criminal past, albeit with immense sarcasm]

[Long Pause]

[Dr.] “Mmhm, and that’s your story, is it?”

[Pause]

[The good doctor leans forward slightly, ever-so-slightly, face still entirely unreadable]

[Dr.] “Mmhm. I have your number.”

[Pause?]

[She smiles for the first time and it sends chills down your spine]

[Dr.] “Your little speech riddled with big, fancy words was cute. I know it’s meant to contrast against those big, mean tattoos. I know you want me to worship your criminal record, to fall in love with how dangerous and rebellious you are, same as your last psychiatrists. You want me to gasp at those psychotic little laughs of yours.”

[Pause]

[Dr.] “And there are the threats. Please, don’t bore me, little boy. I’ve seen you before. The poor little lost soul with hardly any control of his life learns that he can control something, a little tiny something, and that is his image. You got raised in a bad environment, you learned you could hurt people, and you learned that there are people out there that get off on that. And, suddenly, you went from being a speck of nothing in the back of the classroom to someone being worshipped from afar.”

[Pause!]

[Dr., still smiling] “Mmhm, yes, you keep calling me all those mean names. I’m so very threatened, love, so very scared. Would you like me to feign raw, animalistic attraction to you so you can feel like you have some power here?”

[Pause!!!]

[The instant you open your mouth, you feel her spiked heel plant itself gently against your chest]

[Dr.] “You must loathe this, hmm? Me being able to rest the heel of my stilettos on your chest with such ease. I bet you’re thinking how I’ll change my tune the moment you get free and bend me over the table, hmm? What’s the matter, big guy, are you learning that you’re not as much of a dom as you thought?”

[Pause]

[On a dime, her expression turns cold, completely devoid of human emotion]

[Dr.] “Dr. Killjoy is a cute nickname… Do you know where I got it, little boy?”

[Pause!]

[Dr.] “Ohh, I know you don’t care, I know, so scary, boohoo. That’s fine. You can find out the hard way. You see that barrel over there, in the corner? Mmhm, right by that big carton of beer and the bag of dry cement. You’ll be spending a lot of time in there.”

[Pause??]

[Dr.] “Aww, it’s so cute that you think I’d just seal you in the barrel with some beer. No, love. See, you go in the barrel and we pour the cement from the waist down. Then, you can have all the beer you want. Of course, said beer will have nowhere to go if you’re encased, will it?”

[...]

[Dr.] “I’m glad that got you to shut up. I’m quite proud of this method. Invented it myself overseas during the last war. Astounding what you can get away with in the name of science…”

[Pause]

[To your surprise, and horror, she lets out a cute little giggle]

[Dr.] “You won’t get away with this!”, he says. “The prison would never allow this!”, he wails. Oh…”

[Once more, her attitude shifts to entirely alien. She grabs your chin between her fingers, forcing you to look at her]

[Dr.] “Look up at me. There you go… Now, are you going to listen?”

[...]

[Dr.] “Good boy. Now, let me lay out a clear picture for you: if the prison sent me in, they have given up on you. There is no guard, no warden, no government official, no fucking GOD that can help you now, little boy. I’m the only god here and my patience with you…? It is nonexistent. You’re mine now. My property. My science experiment. My little bitch, if I choose. Understand, pretty boy? All the people you’ve killed…? I’m standing here on their behalf.”

[Pause]

[Dr.] “How very wise of you. You seem to finally be realizing what is about to happen. I’m going to break you. I’m going to reduce you to absolutely nothing because you are nothing. I will remake you into something worthwhile, even if I have to break you, over and over. I will ruin all the work you have put into transforming yourself into garbage…and I will do it all because I care about your wellbeing, which is awfully nice of me. Now… I did say an hour and it’s taken you… look at that, twenty minutes to break. We could get started on your healing journey right now… Are you feeling motivated, dear?”

[Pause!!!]

[She laughs, nonchalant as she fishes through a box of unspeakable things and, for some reason, a rubber ducky]

[Pause???]

[Dr.] “Good, good, let me just see what is in my goodie box. Hm? Oh, the rubber ducky? Yes, that’s Harold. I bounce ideas off of him. He was actually the one that helped me pick out this adorable little leash. I think you’ll look so nice in pink and glitter, don’t you?”

[Pause?!]

[Dr. Killjoy turns to you, smile eerily calm]

[Dr.] “Will I ease up if you call me “Mommy”? Hmhmhm. No, no… but thank you for giving me another weakness to exploit, little boy. Now, let’s get those handcuffs off so I can get you into some proper handcuffs.”

[The End???]

Note: This woman is literally the most frightening human character I’ve ever written and I kind of love her <3 Also I can't sleep so have a script, blargh.