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Vivian_Rightly

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The video started as all the others had, with the 80's throwback style and the neon pink 'Starting Soon' showing before fading out. As always, the grey-furred hare, KC, smiled at the camera once his feed showed up. "Hello, everyone. ColdCasey here, back with another interview! Today, I managed to get an interview with the butcher of the north, the wild woman of Tem... Temets..." He looked down at his notes with a confused look. With a shrug, he looked back up. "...I'll have her say it. It's Vivian Rightly!"

The screen transitioned to show a second window. In the second was Vivian, the fox laughing at his failed attempt to pronounce the name. "You gave it a good try at least!" The room around her looked like a pretty cozy cabin, a lit fireplace just at the very edge of the view to her left. A window behind her showed it was snowing outside the place. "It's Temeshtawitsl Woods." The woman herself was wearing a warm looking flannel shirt of green with red accents, almost giving a lumberjack look to her.

KC cleared his throat. "Sure."

She chuckled. "I can tell you all about it if you want, but if it's easier, Pitt Valley is what it's known by today."

"That sounds much easier. Though I'll stick with Vivian."

She shrugged. "Eh, Vivi is fine."

"Or that." He grinned. "Anyway, it's great to have you here, Vivi. Thank you for joining me."

"Glad to be here, KC. Just glad my connection is pretty stable." Her Canadian accent was slight, but noticeable, though not the stereotypical one. It was most pronounced in her longer o's, but otherwise sounded like a typical mid-west American one. "The snow's starting to fall, but nothing too bad out there. Probably have to head back to the town for the winter soon."

KC smiled. "Well, I'm glad I was able to get you before then. So, how about you do a more proper introduction for anyone that might not be familiar with you and your work."

Vivi nodded. "Sure!" She cleared her throat. "So. I'm Vivian Rightly, as he said. Same username. I'm the one people keep talking about doing real gory videos. I have a whole workshop for cutting people up out in my back shed. Real bloody work, but damn if it isn't sexy to do it!" She lifted a mug of something steaming, taking a sip from it before continuing. "I'm a real wilderness type. I live out here in the woods most of the year in this here cabin. But when the snow and ice starts coming, I stay in a nearby town for a while, at least until the worst parts of winter pass. It's why I don't tend to put much out in January and February."

"So, you're quite the wild woman. Prefer living off the grid, so to speak?"

She shrugged. "Kind of. I still have power and internet routed out here to my little place, obviously. But yeah, I prefer to spend my time in the wilderness. Been doing it most of my life."

"How about you tell us about how you came to that lifestyle."

Vivi grinned wide. "Oh, yeah, sure!" She shifted a little to sit up in her char. "So, I was born in Vancouver, and mostly raised there. But my parents were also wilderness types. Took me out camping all the time. Usually to these very woods, in fact. Taught me all the survival things. Learned real young how to start my own fire, catch and scale a fish, hunt and skin wild game, all that. I learned which berries and mushrooms you can eat, and which are poisonous, and I learned to survive in a sudden blizzard." She chuckled softly. "And, of course, how to hunt. I was firing bows pretty accurately by the time I was 9. Enough to hit wild rabbits, at least. I'm a pretty good shot with a hunting rifle, too. I even had to kill a wild brown bear when I was 12."

KC blinked. "A wild bear!?"

She nodded. "Yup! Big ol' feral beastie. He had gotten up close to the camp. Was going after the fish we had caught that morning, I think. My pa was going to go tracking him, but he got the jump on us. Took three shots, but I managed to get him. And let me tell you, bear meat is some real interesting stuff. Super fatty, so it's tricky to cook it, but it makes for a mean stew. I think my pa still has the big guy's teeth somewhere."

"So your parents are still alive?"

"Oh yeah! They're still alive and kick'n. Heck, they're probably going to watch this here video." She gave a wave at the camera. "Hello!"

That took him by surprise. "Wait, your parents will watch this!? They're D-Gen members!?" It was not the most unheard of thing, but usually it was only the much younger killers, who did that with their parents.

Vivi nodded. "Oh yeah! They're the ones that got me into the whole killing thing. They're both serial killers. Or were, they say they're retired now. Not sure I believe that, though."

KC just blinked. "Okay, now you've GOT to explain."

She couldn't keep herself from laughing. "Oh sure. I'm sure they'll be okay with me telling a few stories about them." She cleared her throat. "So, one of their favorite ones to tell is how they first met. So, my pa was hunting a girl..." She thought for a moment. "I... don't remember what she was. I think it was a mouse or a squirrel?" She shook her head. "Doesn't matter. So, he's tracking down this prey of his, planning to gut her with his knife. He just ambushes her, and another person pops out of nowhere with a gun pointed at him. Another fox, and he thinks it's a cop or vigilante, or just some good samaritan type. But no, she says that she was hunting the girl he had his knife to. They start fighting over which one of them will kill her, and then it turns into an actual fight."

"Of course that other fox was my mom. So, they're fighting each other, like a real knock down, drag out fight. They did a pretty good number on each other. He stabs her, she shot him, they were biting and clawing at each other. Still have some scars from that fight, too. Then at some point, they just started fucking each other. Like, really going at it, at least how my mom tells it." She chuckled softly. "Of course, at some point, they realize that the girl they had started fighting over had been killed already. One of the stray shots that missed my pa had hit her right in the stomach and she had bled out while they fought."

The hare just stared. "Wow. And they were together after that?"

Vivi laughed hard. "No, they fucking hated each other! Each one started stalking the other, fucking with them, stealing kills, trying to kill each other. But they could never do much more than wound. And most of the time, their little encounters ended with one fucking the other more literally." She giggled. "At some point, they realized they actually did kinda enjoy the fucking part more than trying to kill each other. Good thing, too, as Mom turned out to be pregnant with me. So they got married, and soon I was born."

KC still just looked befuddled. "That... wow. So did they stop killing after you were born?"

She shook her head. "Fuck no." She hesitated. "Well, Mom kinda did. She pulled back away from that for a little bit, but Pa still went after some people. Liked to bring them home so Mom could join in on the fun. And I guess show me. In fact, one of my earliest memories is when I was... five or six, helping my pa chop up a rabbit hiker he caught out in the woods. Ma cooked up some of his pieces while we burned the rest and tossed what was left into a pit out there. Pretty sure they ended up having sex over that guy's shallow grave, too, but I went to bed after all that hard work."

"So, you were exposed to not just the killing, but sex that young?"

She nodded again. "Oh yeah! They gave me that whole birds and bees talk real young." She was about to take another sip of her drink before she suddenly thought. "OH! But they weren't trying to groom me or nothin! They were still my folks, and while I knew the whole birds and bees thing way younger than most kids, they never tried anything with me." She smiled. "I might be able to talk sex with them, and I've seen them both doing each other and other people, and they watch my videos so I know they've seen me do the same. But I've never slept with my Pa or Ma. They're not that type."

"Really? That's actually pretty unusual."

She tilted her head. "It is?"

He shifted a little. "Yeah. I've done this long enough now to have noticed the patterns. A lot of killers' and rapists' first time was with their parents, especially if their parents were killers or rapists themselves. Even more common for female killers like yourself."

She thought about it. "Huh. Yeah, I guess you're right. Well, they encouraged me to explore that kinda thing on my own, but never tried to do it. In fact, I didn't even lose my virginity until I was 15." She smirked. "He was also my first solo kill. Wanna hear about it?"

KC chuckled. "Of course I do! Go ahead."

Vivi's grin widened. "Well, it's not a super involved story. So, there was this convenience store that was just outside of town. Real one stop shop kind of place for food, gas, that kind of thing. We would stop off there all the time when going out on hunting trips, and there was this really cute boy that worked there. A bunny. He was about a year older than me. Anyway, I went out there a few times on my own. My folks were fine with that, since I knew how to handle myself. And after a little flirting with him, he agreed to meet me at my little camp in the middle of the night. He said it was fine to meet out there, since he had to sneak out so his parents didn't find out he was hooking up with a girl, totally knowing he was going to get lucky."

"And I'm sure that didn't work out so well for him."

She giggled. "Well, the sex part did. He definitely got to bang the cute vixen who was giving him bedroom eyes and offering to share a sleeping roll. He just wasn't expecting the hunting knife until it was slicing down his belly."

KC laughed. "Oh, wow, so you were going pretty hard with your kills right off the bat."

Vivi just tilted her head in a half-nod. "Yeah, pretty much. I was going to just shoot him, but after how many times he made me cum, I figured I should make it a more personal kill. He wasn't found for another few weeks... or, well, parts of him, anyway. I left him out for some wild animals to finish off, which they mostly did. Rangers figured he had walked off and gotten mauled. There were teeth marks in some of his bones. No one ever suspected a few of them were mine. No one but my folks, of course. They were really proud of me. They got me a brand new hunting rifle because of that, too! Still have it."

"Nice." He glanced down at his tablet for a second. "So, what made you choose to live out in the middle of the woods by yourself? Do your parents live out like that, or was that just your choice?"

She shook her head. "No, they still live in Vancouver. I just always felt a connection out here in the wild. I'm more at home than in big cities. After I finished my schooling, I took the money they had saved for me to go to university, but instead bought an old hunting lodge." She motioned a little. "This very one I'm in right now. Folks weren't too happy about it, wanting me to go get some higher education, but they also said that I'm my own woman and can make my own choices, good or bad." She smiled a little more. "They've had to admit that I've done pretty well for myself. Though I still see them from time to time. And I don't spend ALL my time out here. Like I said, I head into the nearby town when there's a bad snowstorm, provided I don't get caught by surprise."

"Has that ever happened?"

She nodded. "Oh yeah. Back in 2010. Big storm swept in outta Alaska, came barreling down real fast and dumped some half metre of snow on me in a night." She paused a second. "That's about a foot and a half for you Americans out there." She winked, then continued. "I got stuck out here, trails completely covered up. And it just kept blowing for a while after. Was out here for a couple of weeks. Now, I got a pretty good stock of stuff, but even that was starting to get a bit low. So when the whole thing finally started to pass and the sun poked through again, I packed up everything I could reasonably carry into a big hiking bag and set out."

"You went hiking out in a storm?"

She shook her head. "No, even I'm not that crazy. The worst had passed, but it was still pretty bad. Lots of snowdrifts and deep snow to trudge through. Was slow going, but I eventually made it to the town. Thankfully, the sheriff there is good people, and was expecting me at some point. Apparently he was talking about organizing some team to come see if I was okay out there before I finally came in, all half-frozen. His wife even baked me some wonderful food to warm up."

"That's sweet. But it must have been a little... odd to stay with a police sheriff, considering your hobbies."

She got a sweet smile. "Not even a little. Sheriff knows all about me. So does his wife."

KC nearly fell out of his chair. "Wait, what!?"

That got a laugh from her. "Yeah, they're real good people. They buy my jerky from me. The kind I find hiking out on the trail. Might turn them into it some day, if they're willing. But not yet. They help look out for me when it gets cold. Otherwise I stay in the small hotel in town during the frozen months. I help out around town to earn my keep."

The hare nodded slowly, still finding this all a lot to take in. "Well then. Between your parents being retired killers, the sheriff and his wife... you have some interesting connections. Any chance we'll see any of them on a video some day?"

She shrugged. "Might do, but only if they want. I've got no urge to go out hunting my own folks, but like with the sheriff and his wife, the offer is open if that's how they'd like to go out. Don't see it happening for my parents, but maybe the other two."

"Huh. Well, uh..." He looked back down at his tablet. "Guess we can get into some of the other questions I've got now. So the answer is probably obvious, but what's your favorite way to kill?"

She chuckled. "Yeah, pretty obvious, but definitely the more bloody affairs. I love to take limbs off before having my fun. Let someone really feel that panic as each piece is removed, but cauterize the wounds so they don't bleed out too quick. For the kill itself, bit of a tossup between carving someone's belly open to spill their guts with a big knife, or slicing someone clear in half with a table saw. Think I might lean to the table saw. Of course, preparing the meat and smoking it, or cooking it up is also quite nice. That's part of the appeal, for sure."

"About what I and probably everyone expected. Any of your videos a personal favorite?"

She sat up a little straighter, somewhat excited. "Oh, yeah! So, there's one I made a few years ago. Got this big muscle-bound bear that was hunting around out here. Not the wild kind, this time. So, I managed to get the guy caught, all tied up to my table and stripped down. But he was just so big, and they don't always manage to keep hard once the blood starts flowing, so I just had to ride that meat rod he was sporting. He seemed pretty amenable to having a cute girl bouncing on his lap. All the way up until he was spurting into me, that is. Next thing I know, he's actually gone and snapped the restraints and thrown me across the room!"

KC blinked. "Oh dear!"

"Yeah! So then he's just on top of me and just beating the shit out of me. Did a real number. Broke my collarbone, black eye, busted my lip up a bit, bruises all over. Really going to town on me. But he was a bit dense, too. When he threw me away, he knocked all my knives on the ground, and I was able to get one and jammed it into his eye." She grinned. "But that wasn't enough to take that big fucker down. Though he was screaming bloody murder, swinging his fist around half-blind. I managed to get my circular saw and turn it on, but then he bashes me in the face. Broke my nose and made me drop the thing while it was still running."

"I think I see where this is going."

She smiles. "Well, yeah, probably. I managed to jam another knife into his thigh and make him topple over. And he fell right onto the saw as it was going, cutting his head almost totally in half. Blood and brains everywhere." She let out a shivering moan as she thought about it. "Definitely my favorite kill. And best of all, it's on video! It's called Bear-ly Made It. Go watch if you want to see me nearly bite it." She laughed again.

He chuckled. "I just might. And that does lead nicely into my next question. If you had to choose your perfect way to die, what would it be?"

"Oh, being taken down by a big guy, like that bear nearly did. I thought for sure that was the end for me, and let me tell you, I was drooling the whole time." She grinned wide. "Some big guy busting free, beating the shit out of me, fucking me and cutting me up into little pieces..." She let out another soft moan. "Yeah, I don't wanna die easy or quick. Something painful and violent. Leave my guts hanging out all over."

"Well, that..." He cleared his throat. "That's certainly a fitting way for someone like you to go, at least." She just giggled. "Do you have any favorite posters on the site?"

She nodded. "Oh yeah. BigBodRed is one heck of a hunk. Would not mind crossing paths with him. Monster_TBro, too. I love big guys with big cocks and bigger egos. And I know he mentioned about tackling someone like me. I'm up for the challenge. Whichever one of us would win, I know it wouldn't be easy. So if you're up to it for real, TBro, then I'm game!" She winked. "Figuratively and literally. Just be prepared for it. And don't be going easy on me, since I wouldn't go easy on you. Same goes for you, big red! And any other big man who thinks they can take me down."

KC laughed. "A full challenge, huh? We'll have to see if the monster man or the red dragon will take you up for it. I'm sure more than a few of our viewers would love to see that particular match."

"Yeah, I kinda hope so." She then thought. "Oh! I also saw that new cooking show by BusBitch's little girl. She's got some real promise. Nice to see someone who also enjoys cutting people up for a solid meal."

He glanced down. "Alright, one final question for you before we wrap this up. Any future videos planned?"

She shook her head. "Nope." She pointed at the window, snow still falling outside. "Like I said, going to be heading out in a little bit before the ice comes in."

"Oh! Right, you did mention that."

She nodded. "Yeah. And even so, I'm not really the planning sort of woman. I find whatever is wandering in my neck of the woods, which can be random and spaced out quite a bit."

"Any chance of you doing a video while you're in town, or do you just not do them then?"

She shook her head. "Unlikely. My setup is out here. Plus, it's harder to cover up a kill in a small town. Even with the sheriff on my side, I can't just use the excuse that some wild animal ate 'em, or they fell into the river and drown or somethin' like that."

KC nodded slowly. "Yeah, I guess that makes sense. Wouldn't want to put him in an awkward position."

"Well, I wouldn't mind him in a few awkward positions, but not one like that." She winked.

He laughed slightly. "Fair enough. Anyway, I think that's about all we have time for. Thank you so much for joining me and telling everyone all about yourself."

"Oh, it was an honour. I had fun!"

"Glad to hear it. I had quite a bit of fun, too." He looked directly at the camera, giving a large smile. "That is all from me as well. Thanks to everyone for watching. We've gotten a few new killers on the site, so I'll be reaching out to them for possible future interviews. Stay tuned for who accepts next. Until then, I've been ColdCasey."

"And I've been Vivian_Rightly!"

He smiled. "And this has been D-Gen Interviews. Until next time!" With that, the screen faded out to the usual 'Thank You for Watching' message and coming to an end.

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