forum Welcome to the Panic Room~~ (Closed)

Started July 18, 2019 by @Vuclan-is-tired

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@Everwolf

HI!!

I'm sorry if this gets really slow super quick!

It's totally okay. ^^

:D

So. Should this be a BxB, or GxB or whatever?

I've had a thing for gay romances, so BxB would be nice!

Sounds great, my sweetheart is gay. Alright. So. Would you like the basics?

Yes please! (Also is magic common in this bois world? Cause it affects which character I use…)

Yes, magic can be used. That's actually how he lost his eyesight.

Ahh! That make it easier for my bois…

Okie good!

:D
So what roll do I have to fit my boi into?

He can be anything, really. A close friend, a patient as well, whatever you want.

That last one brings in interesting possibilities…. hmmm…..

Would you like to go in blind or with a template?

Blind is cool,

Sounds good.//

Room 316. It was an unknown room. With a boy, only about the age of 17 sitting in the corner, his eyes covered, a straightjacket wrapped firmly around him. His hair was a platinum blonde, almost a white. The only people to ever see his eyes were the doctors. There were screams at night from that room, or broken sobs. The boy was believed to be stable through the day, but it was night that the awful screams echoed through the halls. It sounded as if the small, petite boy were dying. He wasn't but he hated being alone. He never complained. He was always polite when people came to visit him. So what happened to the young boy at night? No one knew.

Arthur sighed, sitting back in his cell, talking randomly to himself once more. No one could really see it, but he wasn't alone, despite not being in the best of health mentally. His cell had to be kept clear of anything sharp, and the light always had to be on. The room itself was in many weird colors too, which changed depending on what Arthur decided. He could hear the screams that came every night, and in some way he both hated, and thanked whatever caused them. They kept him awake, which he was grateful for, but they also brought back memories, and left him shaking in fear.

No one knew the boys names, and some of them didn't want to know the name of the screamer. Some rumored he had been there since he was young, some said he was a spirit, but no one knew the truth until one day a patient over heard a doctor talking to a nurse about introducing the boy to someone. He needed to talk to people. Someone would volunteer or be chosen to interact with the 17 year old male.

Arthur had heard the news, and was currently talking about it with the wall of his cell, at least that's what it looked like. He himself was only 19, very thin, and easily spooked. He never ate much, and refused to speak to more than one person at a time. The one thing that really made him stand out was the band on his wrist. There were scratches all around it from his attempts to get it off, but nothing ever worked.

The nurse entered with a gentle knock, his eyes soft. "Hello, Arthur." He states gently, shutting the door behind himself. "The doctors and I have been talking and we were wondering if you would be willing to meet another patient." He states gently, a soft smile on his lips. "His name is Zephyr. Would you like to meet him?" He asks curiously.

Arthur looked up at him warily, already tense as he considered his words, settling down a little when he determined he wasn't a threat. "Zephyr….." he tried out the name, his voice soft. "Maybe…" he said after a few moments longer, his dark green eyes studying the man carefully.

The nurse smiled gently. "He's polite and rather shy. the both of you are around the same age group." He says gently, writing down some things on the clipboard. He offered a kind smile and looks at the male. "Is that okay?" His brown eyes gaze at Arthur.

Arthur hummed quietly, thinking for a moment. Finally he nodded, "Alright" he said softly, his eyes never leaving the male as he got up and sat crosslegged on his cot, which was unmade and messy from the nightmares he'd experienced the night before.