...slowly remove each of your fingernails and place red-hot pins up them. Sound fun?" They soon found themselves tied up to a rack and pacing along side them was Sixer.
"Welly welly welly welly welly well!" a voice came from the room. It was Anton the Penguin, no, one of his German relatives. "Sixer, how goes! Good to see you. Alrighty should we start the operation?"
They went to Ricardo.
"Alrighty you bastard." said Anton's relative. "My name is Antrailon ro Pengruin. And you're dead. Sixer! The red-hot whip, please!"
Ricardo was whipped severely with a burning hot whip, screaming.
"Tell me, Sixer." said Antrailon, "has it ever been found out what cataracs look like?"
"I don't think so." said Sixer.
"Too bad. Well, we'll just have to try a little catarac removal surgery! First though put the lidlocks on the other eyes and tie their heads. They have to see this!" Antrailon laughed.
Ricardo had cataracs removed from each of his eyes. He was blind, but Antrailon and Sixer didn't stop there. They cut of Ricardo's legs and arms, cut off his tongue, and slowly pulled out his intestines. Partagas started moaning severely.
"Let me go! Let me out! I'm gonna be sick! GET ME SOMETHING TO BE SICK IN!" Antrailon walked over to Partagas.
"You know my friend what we do to loudmouths? We cut out their tongues. Move over for a second, please." but what Antrailon didn't know was that Partagas had slowly untied the ropes from his hands and feet. As Antrailon went towards his tongue, Partagas head-butted him and grabbed his gun. First he shoot Sixer, then Ricardo, so as to relieve him of pain.
"Alrighty you bastard." said Partagas at Antrailon. "Have you had kids yet?"
"No." said Antrailon.
"FUCK!" said Partagas. "Alrighty get out of here. And have kids, because you're a relative of a friend of ours." Antrailon fled, and so did they. Now back to the Ancient Rome times...

-Penguin