forum Symbols.. RP (Closed)

Started May 07, 2018 by @.The.Girl.Who.Lived.

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“Yeah, that would suck to die of.”

Tyson pointed up at the vent. "You do see that it's too small, right?" he asked, "I don't think anyone can climb through that vent."

“I am compactable,” Walt offered.

(Just jump into the conversation and pretend like you were never gone. They're just discussing possible escapes, I guess.)
"Not all of us are," Tyson sighed, "Just look at me."

"Maybe we can knock the person out when they come and escape from their opening?" She suggested.

“I doubt anyone will come,” Walter said, jumping up and down a bit. “Sorry. Need to move.”

"Oh great. Now we're going to die from hunger and thirst." She replied sarcastically.

"But if they do send a person down here for that reason. That's if… Then your plan could work. Either that, or we hold them hostage." Tyson rubbed his arm where the tattoo was, still trying to clear away some of the ink.

"Guys. I…can we just….ugh,…." her head was pounding.

"We get out using the tattoos if it wasn't obvious. We all have to touch the wall in a certain area at the same time. The room will melt away and it will become pitch black…then we-we'll be free." she started sobbing. She knew this plan would get people killed, or at least kidnapped like she had been.

Elba came back from her daze, "C'mon, if it's a vent it's a complex. so a complex underground, there's plenty more to see then" She started to panick

"How do you know all this?" She asked suspiciously.

“Knowledge,” Walter said cryptically, with a grin.

"I…I've seen things…." she whispered through sobs.

"Okay, then. Let's go right now, then. That's easy enough, yeah?" Tyson started walking along the wall to find his spot. At one point, ink started gushing from his tattoo again, and he cried out a little, because this time it hurt. He pulled back from the wall. "Found it."

"So where do I do this?" She asked nervously as she walked around with her hand trailing along the wall.

"It's all we can do but it's dangerous, some will be hurt, others will be fine…some might be taken. Maybe just one of us…who knows."

Elba's knees gave out and tears started rolling down her eyes, "I don't like it in here" she cried, her anxiety attack starting.

"I'm fine with taking one for the team," Tyson said, "if there's no other way out."

"If we do this….some of us may die. After what I saw…it seems safer in here. I-I'm sorry, I hate being so damn useless," she complained.

"Well, dying like whatever they might have planned seems better than starvation or dehydration. Besides, a few of us surviving is better than none. The truth is, it's not safer in here in the long-term."

Elba crawled over to a corner and just thought about what they would do if they got left in there. "What are we gonna do…"

"Let's do it…" she said miserably. She couldn't let these people stay in here and die because she was scared. "I-I'm not going to let anything happen to us in here."

Elba stood up and stuck her arm to the wall and watched transparent knives shoot out of her tattoo with a royal blue glow