forum Laboratory Escape RP (Open again)

Started April 20, 2018 by @TheGoldenLegend

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"A movie?" He was now quit confused about this whole 'meeting thing'.

The head master didn't respond to Dwayne's question, he only flicked through security feeds on the TV, one showing the girl's cells, another showing Dwayne's empty one, until it showed Thatcher. "Let's see…. Oh, I know a fun one!" His grin became crueler and more sadistic. "How much torture will your friends have to go through before you tell me exactltly who you are, and what you are doing here?" Thatcher was groaning in pain on the floor, his body bloodied and bruised.

That's not really a hard question. Dwayne thought. "We came here to loot, steal if you want to put it that way… We thought this place abandoned…. That's the truth.." Looking up at the TV screen and seeing Thatcher, he continued, "My name is Dwayne Lopez, I live near these woods, not that far from here, I, uh, have a dog name Snappy, and a turtle named Ribbon."

(IRL i have a baby turtle named Ribbon.)

(Awww)
The headmaster looked at Dwayne like he was an idiot. "Parents. Birthday. Age. I don't care about your pets." he hissed. He flipped to another feed, this one right outside of William's cell. The guard standing there seemed to look directly at the camera bfore swinging open William's cell door to reveal Charlie and William sitting on the ground. He shot Charlie in the leg with his gun, and turned on the device from before that had hurt William. The headmaster laughed at the boy's screams.

"Ohh, sorry." He muttered, not looking up at the screen, "I'm 16, my birthday in on January the 18, my parents names are Alive Jill Lopez and Rowan James Lopez."

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.

“Will?” Charlie asked. “Are.. are you…” She never got to finish her sentence. Another bullet was fired into her arm, and she shrieked once before passing out, slumping in her chair.

"The headmaster stilled. "Ah yes, them. The doctors who took an interest in my little buisness. Your mother never did tell you the story of how she got that scar on her leg, did she?"

(Why isn't Dwayne really reacting at all to this)

(Sorry, I'm doing some really stupid stuff on a different Rp so on going back to this one I don't have the "scary feeling' because i'm still laughing so I cant write fear!!)

"No…" He muttered, still looking away. "And s-she doesn't show people her leg,."

//um. Headmaster? To Dwayne?

//okey dokey. Should we switch back to Charlie and William, or…?

//exactly zilch has occurred

//but we could resume rping if u want

"And my mom's not the type of person that goes around and says "You wanna know how I got these scars?'"

The head master looked like he was about to respond when a high pitched noise coming from the security footage went off and William's screams filled the room. His screams were full of pain and pleas for someone to stop the torture, and they only stopped when he passed out. More gunshots followed, and after Charlie cried out and passed out as well, there was silence in the room.

//#pain

"What have they done to deserve this?" Dwaine muttered, looking down at his lap for he hated the sight of blood. "I'm the one how brought them here, let them go and do as you please with me!"

The head master smiled sadistically, his eyes shinging with a crazed glint. "What would be the fun in that?"
He signaled for one of th guards to come into the room and to take Dwayne.
"Take him to the chamber," He muttered to the guard, just loud enough for Dwayne to hear. "The same oen the other boy went to." The guard started to drag Dwayne out of the chair.

(The chamber is the torture chamber that Thatcher went to I guess)

"YOU CUMBERWORLD, DRATE-POKE, SKELPIE-LIMMER, WHIFFLE-WHAFFLE MAN!" He cursed, using all the old English insulting words he could remember from his sisters notebook as the guards dragged him away.

The head master gave him an amused look, before waving his hand again for his door to be shut. The guard dragged Dwayne off to another cell, this one with blood on the walls.

"Ewwww." He muttered softly, as the guards shoved him inside, "Do you guys know anything of cleanliness?"

"Shut it," The guard growled, before taking out a large knife and plunging it deep into Dwayne's arm.

"You sh***y person!" He hissed, forgetting the pain he pulled himself forward and bit the guard really REALLY hard.