forum There are voices in our heads rp (Closed)

Started October 16, 2018 by @basil_

tune

(lets do months even though its not accurate, they deserve to have a life)

Tyler sighed and set his head in his hand. "I'm sorry.."

(nods in full agreement)

"It's not your fault," she whispered, suddenly going quiet.

(lmao)

"I could've done something about Noah.." He responded, still not looking at her.

(lol)

"Like what?" Macha tapped on the glass to get his attention.

Tyler looked up, his eyes full of hurt. "Told him before I came back. Given him money. Stopped him from calling the police.."

"He would have called the police anyways. Just to see you behind bars…" She sighed, looking away.

“I could’ve done…something..” Tyler sighed as well, reaching out and brushing his hand against the glass near hers, looking down at it.”

Macha looked back, met his devastatingly beautiful eyes and placed her hand against the glass separating them. "You did everything you could."

(rip me THOSE ADJECTIVES)
(devastatingly beautiful)
(i am ded)

"I wish I could be here for you.." Tyler murmured, his eyes glazed over with tears.

(wait did I do something wrong
was that weird
sorry
I see that a lot in books
sorry)

Macha had to tear her gaze away before she broke down completely, exhaling as slowly as possible. "I'll come every visiting day. And we'll talk…" She tapped her temple, lowering her voice.

(NO IT WAS BEAUTIFUL I LOVED IT)

"Okay.." Tyler replied quietly, trying not to breakdown, himself. "I love you.."

(oh
whoops
this week on, how badly can Topaz misinterpret someone's comment?
thanks tho)

"I love you too…" she whispered, biting on her lower lip until the skin broke and a droplet of blood welled up to the surface.

(lmao it's okay i just really loved it)

"Morrison! Times up!" An officer shouted as another walked towards him and yanked his hands back, putting handcuffs on him once more.
Tyler leaned towards Macha desperately. "Please don't hurt yourself anymore. I'll see you soon..I love you." He said quickly, getting one last glimpse of her before being led away.

(I'm glad lol, sorry for the mix up)

Macha stifled a tiny whimper as she watched him be led roughly away. She sat there, tears blurring her vision, until a security guard had to 'prompt' her to leave.

(np xD)

Tyler glared down at the floor as he was led back to his cell, trying to keep an image of Macha in his head as long as possible.

(what happened to letting them have a future? lol jk, jk
I also kind of want that
On one condition: we give these two like twenty pages of fluff after all this lmao they deserve it)

(yes all the fluff
and yes
yes
ys
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(alright! lol
so who's starting?)

Tyler was led back to his cell and the officer took of his handcuffs. "Your wife's a pretty one. Not sure how you stand all those scars though." He muttered quietly.
This is my cue.
"Don't talk about her that way." Tyler growled furiously, slamming the officer up against the wall. The other officer jumped forward and pointed his gun at Tyler. "If you move, I'll shoot."

Macha took the bus back to the house, which was once again empty of Tyler. The whole way back, her hands and voice trembled, and it was a relief to finally get off the crowded vehicle.

“I don’t care.” Tyler growled, reaching out and pointing the gun at his own head. “Go ahead. Kill me. Then you’ll be the one locked up here and not me.” He laughed as another couple officers ran in and handcuffed him again. Tyler continued laughing as they led him away.

(dw about it, I've definitely been there, and it's fine anyways)

Macha felt……. off, by the time she got home, but brushed it off as a side effect of loss. As soon as she walked through the door, Morrigan greeted her with a warm hug, which was a rare occasion. "What—"

“Where are you taking me?” Tyler asked, still laughing a little to himself.
Stop laughing.
No. You’re funny.
They ignored him and led him out to a police car, shoving him into the back. Tyler glared up at them. “Where are you taking me?” He asked again.

Morrigan shook her head and lead Macha over to the couch. “Sit. I’m making you lunch.” She tired to protest, but it was all in futile.

They ignored him again which made him even more furious. One of the officers walked around to the side of the car and Tyler growled, lunging at him. The man stopped him and stuck a needle in his arm before he could do anything else. Tyler frowned down at it. His whole body went numb in a matter of seconds and then everything went black.