forum Laboratory Escape RP (Open again)
Started by @TheGoldenLegend
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@rot-baby-rot!

(I'm getting ready to debate with someone about how they put a "no LGBT characters" on their roleplay, and someone said that the rule was a "no gayness" rule, and not that it was blocking out the rest of the LGBTQA+ community)

@rot-baby-rot!

"Can you guys hear me?" William asked weakly from where he was sitting on the floor. He didn't know if the air vents were even attatched to the other's cells, or if the others were even in cells. He wasn't even sure if he would hear them back, considering his super-hearing had been replaced with a static like noise that blocked out a lot of things.

@Desvelarse pets

(Alright.)

Thatcher searched around the room for a few minutes before going over to the air vent, looking at the screws. He wouldn’t be able to fit through the vent, even if he could get it open. But, there was a faint voice from in the vent and he frowned, leaning close to it. “William?” He asked skeptically.

@Desvelarse pets

“Did you get the vent open? I could probably open it, doubt I could fit, though,” Thatcher said, staring to work on the screws.

@TheGoldenLegend

"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."

@rot-baby-rot!

(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)

@Desvelarse pets

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?”

@rot-baby-rot!

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,"

@Desvelarse pets

(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.