forum Laboratory Escape RP (Open again)

Started April 20, 2018 by @TheGoldenLegend

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(Alright)

Thatcher slowly forced himself to sit up. His hand was pushed hard to his abdomen in an attempt to stop the gushing blood. How much blood had he lost since the gash was made?

"Hello?" Dwayne called, looking into the empty cells he past by.

Thatcher could have sworn he heard a voice. He hissed in pain and shuddered. “Dwayne?” He stammered, feeling weak.

"Thatcher?!" he called, trying to follow his friends voice, "Where are you?!"

“Before the end, I think,” Thatcher called, doing his best to speak and take air into his lungs.

Finding where Thatcher's voice was coming from, he darted to his cell and kicked open the door. The sight he saw was something he wished he never saw in a thousand year, "What did they do to you!?" He exclaimed racing over to his side and placing his hand on Thatchers wound.

William woke up with a start. When had I passed out? He thought groggily, before starting to hear voices. "Thatcher?" He asked, not completely sure if he was whispering or screaming.

“Thatcher!” Charlie cried. “Oh, no, no, no, this is bad. Agh, this is my fault, all my fault, I could’ve saved you, just like they said….”

"William!?" Dwayne called, still trying to pay attention to Thatcher's wounds.

//ikr like my life

"William!?" Dwayne called, still trying to pay attention to Thatcher's wounds.

William flinched and covered his ears. "I'm here," he said, barely loud enough for anyone to hear.

“William? Is he okay? Are you okay?” Charlie called in the general direction she’d heard William’s voice.

Turning back to Thatcher, Dwayne looked around for more wounds, "Where else did they hurt you?"

“William? Is he okay? Are you okay?” Charlie called in the general direction she’d heard William’s voice.

William didn't respond. He hadn't been physically tortured like the others, though he had been tortured in a way. You couldn't really say he was "okay" at all.

(aw, I appreciate it)
Danni sat up, looking around she only saw a small vent and door. She rubbed her face feel I hopeless when she heard sounds on the other side of the vent, she soon identified them as her friends. She called through the vents hoping they'd hear her.

“He’s not responding. Oh my god, this is all my fault. If I had done more, if I hadn’t let them beat me like this… agh…”

“Danni! Is that… is that you?” Charlie called, pressing a hand to her stomach and turning away from Dwayne and Thatcher.

Finding where Thatcher's voice was coming from, he darted to his cell and kicked open the door. The sight he saw was something he wished he never saw in a thousand year, "What did they do to you!?" He exclaimed racing over to his side and placing his hand on Thatchers wound.

“I got cut pretty bad,” Thatcher said, a stammer in his voice, blood coating the front of this shirt. “And I think my wrist is broken, but that’s all.”

(This isn't related to anything we're doing but I CAN'T GET THOMAS SANDERS' NEW SONG OUT OF MY HEAD I MEAN:

"[Intro]
I'm standing on the borderline
What should I bring or leave behind
From who I was
For who I'm gonna be?

[Verse 1]
I still haven't packed my bags
It's time to go
And I could not care less
So now, I’ll miss the train
A walk’s still progress made
I just won't arrive quite as fast

[Verse 2]
I’m thinking way back
To where I'm from
To the things I had
I feel I’ve forgotten something
I’m sure that it's probably nothing
But that’s based more on fear than on fact

[Chorus]
I'm standing on the borderline
Between two states- I'm petrified
To push ahead or turn back homewardly

[Verse 3]
I'm a shadow of the past
The shadow of a boy
A boy who couldn't last
They said: “Son, don't change”
And I keep hoping they won't see how much I have

[Verse 4]
A feeling’s not a thing you own
But it can be lost
I just want to be home
‘Cause home's where the heart is
And when I departed
I might’ve abandoned them both

[Chorus]
I'm standing on the borderline
Between two states– I'm petrified
I'm standing on the borderline
What should I bring or leave behind
From who I was
For who I'm gonna be?

[Bridge]
I’d like to say: “I’m the same person from yesterday
Nothing’s changed”

‘Cause yesterday I was eager to see what awaited
I wasn’t jaded

But no!
I can’t go back

Youth seemed sweeter
But if I could return, all I’ve learned would be forfeit
I won’t go back

[Outro]
I’m followed by the borderline as I pace forward in my life
Seeking the times I’ll long for once they leave me"

HE AND JOAN (Joan wrote it) DESERVE EVERYTHING AND ALL THE HUGS IN THE WORLD THOMAS IS SO PURE)

“That’s all?!” Charlie was panicking. “We have to go, we have to get out of here”

//lol

Danni hears Charlie, "Charlie!" She calls, "Charlie, where are you?"