The Pig


Osman Zeki Yanasik
Subject: DG: introducing a bischofe

This is an introduction to my Bischofe.

He sometimes goes out at nights. To haunt the bars and discotheques around.

You don't feel respect for him. Or pity. You think how can a man let himself turn into that shape.
Bloated body shambles, as he barely moves. Even the slightest motion sends ripples across his veined skin which folds and folds on mounds of fat. One thing fills your heart when you see him. Disgust. Then comes hatred.

He turns to you. In his eyes tenfolds of the disgust and hatred you felt resides. The amount crushes you. Never I saw a man who didn't flinch under his gaze.

And only when you turn away from him, you realize. Not the foreigners or the newcomers, but the ones who know him stops laughing and talking. You sense the respect that their fear feed. Reputation feeds fear and it's fed by whispers and rumours.
  "...I swear to you goddammit, he was just about to cum, and the one of his awful tatoos started to suck my breast...See here ?
 
" One night he was too drunk. He wanted to show me his tattoos and took off his shirt. It was a bit dark but somewhere between his countless tattoos, I saw the face of dog. It barked to me all of a sudden. ...come on, dickhead. Yes, I was drunk but not that much..."  

He always wears the same green t-shirt with huge sweat marks at armpits.
He smells of sweat, vomit, blood and vodka. Some say they can get his smell minutes before him. He knows a lot of people and known by all the big asses of the city. He's called "The Pig".

  "One time he's talking to you, then the other a bloody bite mark appears on his arms."
 
Sometimes I see a dwarf black woman leave his room. Her tattoo is on his back. When I was naive I wondered how she got around him. Then one day I saw the tatoo blink."  

In the cold Russian nights of Stalingrad, vodka flows. His wrath comes in many forms.

Strange beings walk the streets in the cold Russian nights of Stalingrad.


[BACKGROUND] :

Gunther Staatsrat was the son of Rudolph Staatsrat, an important politician in National Socialist Party. Gunther still remembers several visits of Adolph Hitler to their house. He patted his father's back, smiled at his mother. He even asked Gunther about what he think about war. He answered,

"War is an opportunity for the strong to get rid of the weak." Such a laughter he caused. That night he loved the Fuhrer.

Gunther is an educated man and has been in many European countries. He speaks several European languages and Russian.

Life was bright and happy for him. But all changed when he registered to the Army. Because of his father he could have a nice and comfortable position in the army but he rejected. He was young and heroic. He had young ladies to impress. Gunther was assigned to a Sixth Army engineer squad.

Then, white turned to black. Light to darkness. In the winter of '42 Sixth Army was besieged in Stalingrad by Russian forces.

Once the proud and rich son of Staatsrat family, now under the falling snow and Russian shells stole his friend's ration.

Once the charming and enjoyable gentleman of ballrooms, killed a wounded soldier because he couldn't stand his moaning.

What he lived in Stalingrad on December '42 killed his soul. It was like soaking red hot steel in ice cold water. He's hardened to the limit, but lost the light in him.

In December 19 as a part of Winter Tempest offensive, the trapped Sixth Army in Stalingrad started the Thunderclap operation. They were to breakthrough and meet with the German forces coming to rescue them.

Gunther and his engineers team went under the city to search out an escape route in the sewers. Over them General der Panzertruppe Friedrich von Paulus decied to give a chance to the Thulegesselschaft members in his army. They initiated the first use of the resussicated casualties against the advancing Russian infantry.

But what made the Russians flee in horror, brought some unexpected visitors. The charming smell of rotting flesh pulled the Ghouls. Gunther and his team were ambushed in the sewers. He managed to escape, but only to the deeper underground. He came across to an opening encircled by stones bearing carved symbols. As the cries of his men ceased and meepings of ghouls drew closer, he took a step into that opening. He returned back from that opening 40 years later covered with tattoos.

[TATTOO MAGICK] :

He found himself in a cold plateu away from Stalingrad He doubted even if he is in Russia. Wind howled and tribals emerged. For countless years he's tortured by the disfigured and fearsome men of this alien plateu. They made tattoos of creatures on him. In his dreams he's chased by those creatures. They caught him and bit, clawed, shredded not his flesh but his soul. He managed to stand against them. He opened his soul to their fangs. His soul accepted them and they accepted him. In anger the tribals tattooed him more. He mastered them all. After uncountable time of slavery, he's freed with respect.

[TODAY] :

40 years after WW II, he emerged once again in Stalingrad. He hid his tattoos as best as he could and used his newly gained power to adapt the changed world. At first he killed to survive. He needed time.

As his tattoos claimed many victims, he got fatter and fatter.

He quickly made his way deep into Organyzatzia and became a feared more than respected member. Once again things changed when he killed a Karotechia Ritter. Reinhard Galt, himself came to Russia to inspect the situation personally. Galt tracked the Ritter`s killer and found Gunther. After their bloody confrontation Galt nearly escaped death. Impressed, Galt took a more diplomatic action and so, Gunther learned about Karotechia.

Gunther by the help of the ghouls started to dig for fallen soldiers of Sixth Army. The corpses sent to La Estancia. Galt persuaded others for raising Gunther to the Bischofe status. He was German, Hitler`s friend`s son, successful and powerful. Gunther was called to La Estancia. Karotechia was excited about the tattoos and Gunther should be taught the ways of the Karotechia. The abnormally fat man caused great shock at La Estancia. He was beyond all acceptable anatomic aesthetics. Although he was granted for Bischofe status, Gunther understood that it would be better if he conducted his business personally. He returned to Russia.

[HAVE YOU FED YOUR TATTOOS LATELY ?] :

The tattoos are living creatures imprisoned in the victim`s skin to devour his soul. Gunther`s will was so strong that he managed to suppress them to some extent. Though he should set them free occasionally to let them feed upon other humans. This is quite a painful experience. As the creatures are imprisoned in his skin, they take a patch of skin everytime they leave. This is why he can not send more than a handfull of creatures out at the same time.

The tattoo creatures are immune to all non magical weapons but the patch of skin is not. The only way to destroy them is to harm the skin they are imprisoned. They left a messy carcass of the victim behind them. The eaten parts are digested by Gunther when the creatures return. That`s why he never eats, his tattoos eat more than he needs.

He sometimes loses his control over them. Especially when he is drunk or angry. In those times, tattoos can be seen moving across his body, biting his flesh and extending a claw or tail outside.

Normally a person who is as fat as Gunther can not carry his own weight but Gunther is carried by his tattoos. He`s strong and fast. Seeing him move in this manner is a hell of a surprise.

[END]


Tolga
from Istanbul.

PS : I just couldn't find the Russian word for pig. Does anyone know ?

On to discussion about this Bischoffe.

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