forum Laboratory Escape RP (Open again)

Started April 20, 2018 by @TheGoldenLegend

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//idk,someone else can do it cause the guard was aboutnas evil as I can get in this kind of setting xD

"Uh, not sure but no that I think about it they have been rather quiet, maybe they've been moved," She moved so she could see over Evie's head, but only saw the corridor. Danni sighed, there was nothing she could do.

(We're all playing as Head Master??)

(NOOOO D:

Thatcher shrugged his jacket off, using that to put pressure on his wound instead. He shut his eyes tightly, grimacing in pain as he attempted to block it out.

"Hey… It's going to be okay," William tried. He knew he had said the exact same to Charlie, and he also knew that things were probably never going to be okay. "Just… don't move to much, alright? Maybe they'll send medical help."

Thatcher let out a dry, pained laugh, but it was cut off by coughing. “No they won’t, they did this,” he said, pressing the jacket tighter.

"But they can't just let you die!" William yelled, louder than he meant to. "We're going to be okay. We have to be. They'll let us go once they know we're not bad… They have to." He tried to unscrew the bolts once again, but he only cut his fingers.

“Well, they better hurry up if they are going to,” Thatcher responded, tilting his head back to rest it against the wall. God, he felt so tired. He just wanted to close his eyes and drift off.

Charlie felt like her head was going to explode. She screamed.

//not me i have no clue what he looks like

//oh i am creativeless

//gray hair, piercing green eyes. Otherwise unassuming, forgettable.

//ok

Charlie felt like her head was going to explode. She screamed.

William covered his ears and groaned in pain. "Charlie, hey, it's okay, what's wrong?" He ran back over to her, reluctant to abandon Thatcher. His ears rang and his head pounded, but he had to keep going. "What hurts?"

“Everything,” she whimpered. A bang went off, and Charlie looked down to see blood trickling out of a wound in her leg, a guard standing in the doorway. “I hate bullets,” CHarlie hissed between clenched teeth.

William flinched and jumped up when he heard the sound of a bullet. The sound ran through him, shaking him to his core, worse than the ringing in his ears. A guard stood in the doorway, gun in hand, and blood dripped from Charlie's leg. William tried to say something, but nothing came out of his mouth.

“Are… are you… okay… William?” Charlotte whispered, meeting his eyes for the first time. “You look…. hurt… did it hurt… you?”

William looked away at Charlie and back at the guard. "Charlie, I need you to be quiet, okay?" He whispered back, not answering her question. The guard sent him a cruel smile and took out the device that had made the high-pitched noise before, and turned it on, before slamming the door shut. William could still hear it just as fine, and he started to scream from the pain it was causing him.

Thatcher could hear the shot and screaming from his cell, and he grew angered that he couldn’t help. “Son of a b**ch!” He shouted, a growing urge to hit something building in him.

The pain was overwhelming. It ripped through him, taking out every logical though and replacing it with the screams that tore themselves from his mouth. He was sure at one point that he had screamed, "turn it off", though he couldn't tell anymore if what was coming out of his mouth were actual words or not. He felt his vision grow darker, and the noise start to fade out into the background. He was vaguely aware that he was about to pass out, though that seemed like a distant idea to him. He collapsed on the ground, unconscious.

(Can someone be the Head Master! I feel weird just asking my character questions that I will answer anyway!)

(Yeah sure, I'll do it)

The headmaster walked quietly into the room, staring directly at Dwayne. "You're an interesting one, you know that?" He said, chuckling darkly. "The others have reacted to our, let's say, little fun that we had with them. Yet you, you haven't felt any pain, have you?"

"Uh, no? well, besides feeling cold and scared and, uh, having to use the loo, no, not much." He oddly didn't feel intimidated by this guy.

The Head Master sat down in his chair, and folded his hands on top of the desk. "Let's play a game, you and I." He suggested. His smirk was cold and emotionless, like he knew something that could destroy the world in less then a second. He took a remote out of one of the desk drawers, his grey eyes never leaving the teen in front of him. The pointed it to a moniter, and one of the screens on the wall came to life.