@TheGoldenLegend
Jumping up, Dwayne has little trouble climbing to the vent, "No, this is Dwayne."
Jumping up, Dwayne has little trouble climbing to the vent, "No, this is Dwayne."
“Did you get the vent open? I could probably open it, doubt I could fit, though,” Thatcher said, staring to work on the screws.
"I tried, but I can't. It's to high up for me, and the screws won't budge."
"I think its too small, even for me. And even if we get in I think we will get stuck and then the guards will have to pull us out and I doubt that will be pleasant."
(Okay I feel really stupid right now because I went this entire time thinking that Dwayne and the headmaster were the same people and I just realized they weren't aND EVERYTHING MAKES SENSE NOW)
Thatcher got one of the screws out and cursed softly, cutting his finger open on the edge of it. “What are we supposed to do then?”
The static in his head stopped, and suddenly his head was clear again. Well, the hearing was still there, but it was something. "I think there's someone else coming… they passed my cell…. they're outside yours, Thatcher," William said, alarmed. "They're going into your cell,"
(I guess I should describe what all goes on with him?)
“What?” Thatcher said, a slight edge in his voice. He heard footsteps outside of the room, and the sound of the lock switching with a creak.
(probably. I can be the guards if you want, but I feel like anyone can really control them)
(I really have no clue what to do with the guards, I am in an uncreative slump)
The guard opened the cell door, holding something that looked similar to a cattle prod. Electricty coursed through it, and he gave Thatcher a sadistic grin. "You're not supposed to be doing that, now are you?"
Charlie mumbled incoherently in her dazed half-sleep, her head lolling to one side. She was unaware that she had just entered the boys’ cell.
Jumping back down, Dwayne raced over to the door, but it was sealed tight he could hear nothing. "Stupid door." He muttered as he found no handle, taking a step back he waited for something to happen.
Thatcher glared sharply at the guard. “Shouldn’t keep people in cages either, guess we are both at fault,” he snapped.
"Thatcher?" William yelled through the vent. He turned towards the door, only to see Charlie being pushed through it and the door being quickly locked again.
Thatcher glared sharply at the guard. “Shouldn’t keep people in cages either, guess we are both at fault,” he snapped.
The guard's smile widened. "I'm supposed to take you to the boss alive," He said, his eyes cruel. "Doesn't mean I can't rough you up," He stepped closer to Thatcher, and pushed him away from the vent.
"What am I missing?" Dwayne mutter, he could tell there was some sort of action going on in the other rooms, but here he was missing out on all of it.
(I can tell your trying to get me to be the Head Master- Even thou I said I would be him- But I know wish I never said that :( I'll have to go soon)
Thatcher took a stumbling step backwards, a defiant expression on his face. “I’m not going anywhere,” he hissed, fists clenched.
"Thatcher?" William yelled through the vent. He turned towards the door, only to see Charlie being pushed through it and the door being quickly locked again.
Charlotte’s mind cleared almost instantly after they took the chemicals away from her mouth and nose. She regained her rational thought, only to see (however many) boys from her original group, whom she knew to be dead, standing before her. “What? No. No. No no no. You are dead. This is an illusion. I won’t let them break me.” She struggled against her bonds helplessly.
"Thatcher?" William yelled through the vent. He turned towards the door, only to see Charlie being pushed through it and the door being quickly locked again.
Charlotte’s mind cleared almost instantly after they took the chemicals away from her mouth and nose. She regained her rational thought, only to see (however many) boys from her original group, whom she knew to be dead, standing before her. “What? No. No. No no no. You are dead. This is an illusion. I won’t let them break me.” She struggled against her bonds helplessly.
(Okay so if you haven't read everything that's happened, the three boys are all seperated and in different rooms, you're in William's cell right now)
(I can tell your trying to get me to be the Head Master- Even thou I said I would be him- But I know wish I never said that :( I'll have to go soon)
(We can probably all control the headmaster if you really don't want to play him)
(Ok thank you just William right? I’m sorry I had 21 notifications this morning I must’ve missed that.)
(Ok thank you just William right? I’m sorry I had 21 notifications this morning I must’ve missed that.)
(Yeah, just William. Though there's a vent in each of their cells that connects to the other's and they can comunicate through that)
(Ok thank you)
(No problem)
(Ah, I don’t know if you saw but I responded)
(Ok)
(Oh, sorry hold on)
The guard's grin widened, and he pressed the object against Thatcher, sending painful waves of electricity through him.
Thatcher let out a sharp yelp of pain as the electricity shot through his body. He fell to the ground, groaning sharply in pain as he twitched slightly.
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