forum Laboratory Escape RP (Open again)

Started April 20, 2018 by @TheGoldenLegend

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//that is a very accurate and morbid summary ^^

//yep

"Get… out…. before we all die!" He spat, squeezing his cut off arm tighter.

( @Brokenchipmunk its your turn)

(Wow so pushy I was reading Perciver fanfiction)

“I… I’ll come back for you, alright? Im not leaving you behind.” William said, blinking tears out of his eyes. He got up, and trying to resist the urge to throw up, started running through the hallways attempting to find Thatcher.

Letting out a groan, Dwayne fell to the ground. He felt dead already so what was the point in trying to get out? He would probably die either way.

//okay this is depressing jeez. What should Charlie do?

//Idk

//kewl

//Charlie freaks our and try’s to fight the men? Races into the cell with Dwayne and starts crying? Idk

Thatcher grimaced as he came back to consciousness. He coughed, blinking a few times. He felt dizzy, but calmer somehow. He sat himself up, nails scratching against the concrete floors. He brought one of his hands to the wall by him, pulling himself up.

Charlie marched back to the Headmaster, standing in front of him and straightening up. The Headmaster smiled and said, “Realeased.” All the energy, stamina, and resilience Charlie had had drained out of her. She slumped to the floor, crying out in pain that she suddenly felt. “What did you- do- to…. me?” She whimpered.

’I still have to push through this.’ Dwayne thought, still laying paralyzed on the ground. He wanted to move, to run away, but his body would not listen.

“Nothing,” the Headmaster said, his voice echoing. Charlie staggered upright and hobbled away, groaning and clutching her throbbing head. The Headmaster let her go.

Thatcher grimaced as he came back to consciousness. He coughed, blinking a few times. He felt dizzy, but calmer somehow. He sat himself up, nails scratching against the concrete floors. He brought one of his hands to the wall by him, pulling himself up.

William ran until he couldn’t anymore. Finally, he found Thatcher slumped against a wall, trying to pull himself up. William nearly sobbed in relief when he saw him only as ruffed up as he had been before. “Dwayne and Charlie are gone,” he cried out, wiping away tears. “I don’t know what happened, but she- she-“ he covered his mouth to keep himself from crying too much. There was still a dull pain in his ears, but that didn’t seem as important at the moment.

//aNgSt

Thatcher’s head jerked in William’s direction when he heard his voice and sobs. “They’re gone?” He stammered, eyes wide. “They aren’t dead, are they?”

“Not dead,” Charlie said, appearing out of the doorway. “Broken. Promise I won’t hurt you.”

//tru. But he’s dying and broken, not dead

//but Charlie the one who hurt him

(You think he will care! He's practically paralyzed/halfdead/ blacked out.

//okay well where did we leave him