forum Laboratory Escape RP (Open again)

Started April 20, 2018 by @TheGoldenLegend

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“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.

"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…?