Richard sat quite calmly by listening to what many said about his father and of things about what he had done. Rather esteemed people had their opinions of him and his family; many disliked them, but a few felt some connection or admiration.
At any rate, he was not very worried. His two guards he sent off to their doom being soon to become as bulls; if the man in black was telling the absolute truth.
The thought and maybe a fond hope of himself being chosen to become and then live as a donkey, horse, bull, goat, or maybe even a rutting boar, any of these to Richard seemed a delightful way to live his screwed up life.
Even for a person so young and of little learned knowledge, he worked with his father on many a case, rewriting and garnishing the poor language skills of his dad. Neither ever attended college or had especially well tuned skills at writing; but it was of his mentor and father who had the vivid imagination.
Wanting something so much and being unable to grasp at it, or know those who might have such powers, Richard came then to Pleasure Island in hope of discovering the ones that were in control. It was of these he felt assured would do as he wished, and let things be that then should be, as was written.
The thought of his ransomed self seemed to negate the real reason Richard came to Pleasure Island. He wanted release from a life of wanton boredom. Almost any of his delighted bestial forms would do the trick, if only he could discover those with such powers.
Well his trick worked, and drew from the dim and dark corners of Pleasure Island those who had disgust and dislike for what his father and he did and wrote.
It was of his dear mentor that he had notes and long written instructions to wander the internet and remove the many vile writings written during the previous five years. As if his mentor felt some sense of embarrassment and maybe a little concern over effecting the younger people with his wild and often extreme ideas.
Now it was the right time for Richard to show his try at being indignant to the man in black, and from this had high hope his body and life would become as animalistic as the many stories he had been a part and portion.
A harsh slap to the face brought tears to his eyes as Richard listened to words bordering on pure hate. The man in black had heard enough from Richard and ordered him taken to the house of fear.
Screaming and begging, as he wish to portray the idea that ransomed was the better, Richard, filled with delight and glee at the prospect of maybe he could join his two willful guards by being a bull.
Dragged away by two monster men than had the facial distortions of men blended with something bovine, they laughed at Richard, informing him that he should soon find himself a screwed and tattooed pig awaiting slaughter.