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Richard Mark Paul McGuire
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Richard was pacing his room with his Amy. For now, his Donna was still sat on the bed, still and quiet. After getting a knock at the door, he set Amy onto the chair that was in the room and clicked his fingers, causing both brides to fall unconscious. Real people might not see or hear them but they could feel them.
The door was opened and there stood Angie Dion, one of his French teachers, the one he had always had a crush on.
"Mind if I come in?" She asked him.
"Sure." He replied, glad to have her in his room (he'd been looking for an excuse all year).
She entered and he shut the door behind her. She perched herself on the edge of the bed and said "I just can't wait to get out of this dump."
"Me neither." He told her.
"You don't mind if I...?" She began asking him.
"...come with me?" He asked, finishing her sentence.
Today was the last day for both of them, now it seemed they were leaving together.
"There is just one condition though." She told him. He knew where this was going.
Once she had caught him with one of her female students behind the stage curtain. He said they were re-enacting a bank robbery that occurred the week before but he was going a bit too far. Secretly, ever since that day, she's been daydreaming of being in that situation and she only wanted his hand doing the job.
He didn't have any rope but he had multiple balls of string stored in his draw. He retrieved one of these and she crossed her wrists behind her back. He wrapped some string around her wrists and wrapped more down the middle. She wriggled her wrist, trying out the bonds (which weren't too tight). Next he did the exact same thing with her ankles and both sides of her knees. He picked up a roll of grey duct tape and a small sock he had outgrown and kept clean in case it was needed.
The sock was folded up small and stuffed into her mouth and then he wrapped the duct tape around her mouth and under her hair. She had spoken to the drama teacher about his skills so she already knew she wasn't gonna get out of that in a hurry. But she struggled anyway, just because she knew he would enjoy it.

The very next day, with all his stuff loaded and both his brides inside his phone, he was ready to leave. Laying across the back seat was a large object hidden under a brown blanket. As an extra surprise, Angie now had one of his long socks wrapped around her eyes. These too were clean and not used since the time he tied up the female PE teacher.
Tellies - A real 'ostage
Forgive me if I'm wrong or being stereotypical here, but the title is because I don't think in the French accent, you can't quite pronounce 'H's. 
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"Okay, thanks mom, see you then."
Vivian put her phone down. The single mother of two boys and a girl had a last minute call from work so she had to get someone to look after her children. None of her regular babysitters were available and it was too late to get anyone else and since this work thing was unavoidable that left only one option.
Her boys, Will and Ian, in particular loved their 69 year old grandmother, Beverly. It seemed that they had inherited the love for the same games her brother liked and Beverly was always open to suggestions. Luckily, Vivian's daughter, Lily, has no desire to play those games.
When Beverly arrived at 6:30 in a yellow dress with blue and green flowers, all three ran into Beverly's arms and Vivian had just enough time to kiss her children's foreheads and left with no idea as to how long she will be.
By 7:30, the 4 of them had eaten and Lily was settled in her room for the night. She soon found the boys in their room, playing GTA on their Xbox that she gave them for christmas.
"Oh dear." She said as Will shot a pedestrian (the sudden sound of her voice almost shocked them and caused them to pause their game). "I've just seen you kill someone. What are you going to do to me now?"
Her tone was enough for them to get the message. It was playtime. They both scrambled to their feet and Ian grabbed Beverly while Will got the ropes. Holding her arms behind her back, Ian almost dragged Beverly to their bunk bed (with zero resistance from Beverly). Once sat on the bottom bunk, Ian held her arms behind her back while Will tied her wrists.
Once they were finished, she tested her bonds. She didn't want to break character but she knew they had gotten better since their last encounter. Now, Will was keeping hold of Beverly and Ian crossed her ankles and began tying.
They were about to go back to their game when, "Help me. Oh, help me. Is there anyone there?" She used the same tone as before but a little louder to let them know they've forgotten something.
Immediately, Will rushed back and clapped his hand over her mouth while Ian rushed to get a roll of duct tape and a small cloth left over from last time. Ian tried stuffing the cloth in her mouth but she was keeping it closed. Will held her nose until she had to open her mouth and the cloth was stuffed right into it. Ian then placed a strip of duct tape over her mouth keeping the cloth in there.
As they'd learnt from last time, he placed another strip on top of the top edge and another strip over the bottom edge. Now, she was fully their prisoner. Will pushed her down onto her side and Ian lifted her feet onto the bunk as well.
They picked up where they left off while keeping an eye on Beverly, she can be a slippery one when she wanted to be. All the while, her muffled screams and other sounds of struggling could sometimes be heard over the sound of their game.

When they had finished their game, they turned back to their other game. Will sat her up while Ian untied her ankles. They secured a length around her waist and pulled her off the bed and out of the room. They soon found a kitchen chair and sat her down on it. Her ankles were retied and the rope around her waist was wrapped around the back of the chair. For added effect, Will got a long strip of black cloth and wrapped it around her eyes. Then they kissed her on each of her cheeks and left the rest to her.
After getting a call from Vivian telling them she's on the way back, around 8:00. The untied her from the chair, removed the tape and cloth but left her hands tied behind her back. By the time, Vivian got back around 10:00, all three of them had had their showers and were in bed.
"You still like them then?" Vivian asked her mother.
"Love them." Beverly replied.
Richard was once again at his computer. Behind him, sat on the foot of his bed, was his Amy Pond, who was still bound gagged and blindfolded. Even though she doesn't exist, she really started to dislike her captor, just like hostages of the real world.
Now, he came across another Doctor Who character, the only other companion to get married on screen; Donna Noble. This got Richard thinking; he had plenty of black Duct Tape left, which means he can have another hostage. However, Donna was a more of a fighting spirit than Amy, so she would be trouble.
He looked back at Amy and he was wondering.
"You know what?" He asked her. "I think you might be lonely."
At that, she began to struggle, trying to stop him from kidnapping another woman. But, with a click of his fingers, she fell unconscious on the bed.

Although she had two weddings, he chose the dress from her debut episode 'the runaway bride'. Once again, he inserted his hand into the computer screen and when he pulled out a female hand. This time, he had Donna Noble in his arms. And she wasn't happy about it one little bit.
"Put me down!" She thundered, which he did. "Alright, so you gonna tell me who are you and why am I doing here?"
When he wouldn't answer, she headed for the door, narrowly missing the bound unconscious Amy on the bed. But, before she got there, he clicked his fingers and she fell to the floor, also unconscious.
He gave her the same conditioning he gave Amy. Then he tied her up the same way as Amy. Now both women were sat up next to each other at the foot of the bed. Amy came round first, but she sat there quiet. She knew is was useless to resist. When Donna woke up, boy did she struggle? She struggled longer than Amy did, she longed to tell her it was useless, but her mouth was wrapped to well. Eventually, even Donna's feisty energy was spent.

Now, Richard had two hostages, his two favourite companions. He couldn't wait to collect more. In the meantime, he had his two favourite TV brides to enjoy.
Of course, Tellies have their own set of rules, just like anything else. Some rules even provide a Telly's weakness. When Richard's cousin, who was also a Telly, disappeared, she left behind a diary that stated the rules of the Tellies. Richard only found out about them when it turned out the diary was bequeathed to him. Here they are...

Rule 1: TV jumping
Jumping into the TV is all very well, but when you need a particular object from a particular scene, you have to get it and get out before the scene changes and the image has to be moving. This is why commercials are the most difficult to work with.

Rule 2: Doorways
Computer and TV screens act as doorways to Tellies. However, if a doorway is closed (meaning the screens turned off) then the Telly is now trapped in the virtual world. But this can also be a good thing as this unlimits their powers.

Rule 3: The objects
Even though, real world people can't see digital people, a Telly can't be too far away from some people under certain conditions. Like, in Richard's case for instance, if they believe they have been kidnapped then they would try to slip away. However, without the appropriate conditioning, they won't survive long outside the Telly's protection.

Rule 4: Don't bring out too many of the same
Too many versions of the same model means the pixels keeping them in our world aren't getting enough energy. However, this can be treated by bringing one of them back into the virtual world as this recharges the pixels.

Rule 5: Don't shine light onto digital people
Shinning light, especially bright lights, onto people a Telly brings out causes their pixels to phase and that causes them pain.

Rule 6: Internal workings
In some cases, some of the internal workings work just as well as people from the real world. As Tellies control the pixels, if they really wish it, women under a Telly's spell can get pregnant.

There are many more unwritten rules but these are the main ones, the ones which are almost laws in their own respect. And yet, some of these Telly rules are allowed to be broken. But that means that some of the rules are not...
Richard was gazing at an image of Doctor Who character Amy Pond in her wedding dress and veil on his 17 inch Toshiba laptop. He wished he could have one for himself. Then he realised he could. He was actually something known as a Telly. Tellies could bring digital people and other objects into the real world.
He reached up his right arm and inserted it into the screen. When he pulled it out again, he was holding a female left hand with a golden watch around the wrist. As more of the arm came out, eventually it came to the body, starting with the torso, the head, and soon the dress was coming out. The last thing to come out was the feet, but by then she was in his arms.
"Hey." She said.
"Hey." He replied.
"Any reason why I'm in your arms?" She asked him.

Once he set her on the floor, she wondered off to look around; he gazed at her dress. Then, he started relishing in the fact that she would soon be all his. Tellies can also reprogram what they bring out.
"Quite a place you've got here." She said.
Instead of thanking her, he clicked his fingers and she fell to the ground unconscious. Now, he sat her up against the bedside dresser and pressed his fingertips against the sides of her head.
"You don't know where you are." He told her. "You don't know how you got here. You don't know what I look like. As far as you're concerned you were kidnapped from your wedding."

Conditioning complete, he picked up her by the armpits and dropped her torso, face-down, onto the bed. Placed her hands behind her back and wrapped black duct tape around her wrists. Rolling her onto her back and lifting her feet onto the bed, he then wrapped the black duct tape around her ankles. He got a long strip of black fabric, sat her up on the bed and placed it over her eyes and tied it off at the back. Finally, he moved her hair and veil out of the way and wrapped the black duct tape around the bottom half of her face, covering her mouth. Now, he was done, there wasn't much more for him to do except wait for her to come round.

When she did, she was sat up at the foot of his bed, then the conditioning set in. She immediately began to struggle, but the tape had been applied pretty good. In Doctor Who, Amy Pond was a character that didn't give up easily and this version was living up to that reputation. Eventually, she slumped back, her energy spent.
Now, Richard was over the moon; he now had Amy Pond, as a bride, all to himself. Not to mention, digital people in this world don't age, so he could keep her as long as he wanted. He could easily make her fall in love with him if he wanted, but what would be the fun in that? No he decided to keep her as a personal hostage, which means he has to take her with him if he goes long distance and stays overnight (even thought only he could see her right now, as she doesn't really exist).
He could tell he was gonna have some good fun with her.

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