Y a y
by:
Shattered-Neon 
212
212
21.04.2019
97 comments
-AverageTrash-
21.04.2019 09:32
LinkTheme?
Shattered-Neon[OP]
21.04.2019 09:36
LinkHmmmm
Min ecraft?
Like they’ve been sucked into the game?
-AverageTrash-
21.04.2019 09:38
Linke
e h
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Shattered-Neon[OP]
21.04.2019 09:39
LinkJust a suggestion.....
My bro was playing minecraft soooo....
ALL I HEARD WAS THE MUSIC
-AverageTrash-
21.04.2019 09:41
Linkeee
uh
Shattered-Neon[OP]
21.04.2019 09:42
LinkYou can say no
I don’t mind
-AverageTrash-
21.04.2019 09:44
Linkaaa
something else?
Shattered-Neon[OP]
21.04.2019 09:45
LinkNo clue :)
-AverageTrash-
21.04.2019 09:48
Linkfrick
u h lab?
Shattered-Neon[OP]
21.04.2019 09:52
LinkOke
I’ll be Twist
-AverageTrash-
21.04.2019 09:52
LinkI’ll be Streak and Drip
Shattered-Neon[OP]
21.04.2019 09:56
LinkMe starts?
-AverageTrash-
21.04.2019 09:57
Linkyee
Start
-Twist was tied to a lab chair, licking a cut she had on her hand. One of her hands was free.-
Streak: *He had a mask on his muzzle, which prevented him from speaking.* “...”
Twist: *stops licking* Hm... *her eyepatch falls off, and instead of her scar, there is a large wound*
Streak: *He started to claw the the mask again, ripping his own skin and fur as he did so*
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Streak: *He sighs and starts to sing quietly to himself* “I'm through with standin' in lines to clubs I'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win”
Streak: “This life hasn't turned out
Quite the way I want it to be”
Twist: *she looks confused* You do realise I can take that off? Oh yeah, you’re a tough guy that don’t want no help from a girl.
Streak: *He ignores her her and starts to smack his head on the wall rather than the mask*
Twist: *she sighs* Now ima be a worm *she starts ‘worming’ to the other side of the room* Ew, needles...
Twist: Ouch.. *a shard of glass cut her arm* Ohh... *she grabs the glass, cutting her ropes* YES- *she flops on the floor* Shit...
Twist: *she gets up, covered by cuts but seemingly unbothered* .... My legs hurt.
Twist: *she walks towards him, sits down, and also faces the wall* ... want some help? *her voice is gentle, and quiet*
Streak: *He mumbles under his breath* “And like everyday... nothing’s ok...”
Twist: *she closes her eyes, crosses her legs, and wraps her tail around herself* Nothings ever ok when you’re dead
Streak: *his fur seemed to shit slowly to a eyebleed yellow colour*
Twist: *her eye and paws are still black, and now her tail was too* Hmn.. *she gives a thoughtful sigh*
Twist: *she isn’t listening much anymore, she’s watching the wall*
Twist: *she tilts her head*
Ghost: *comes through the wall* Oh, Hi there- Twist?!
Ghost: Twist, have you two been.... experimented on?
Twist: *her eyes are dull* Yeah... lots of injections....
Ghost: Please answer. You don’t know what shit they gave you
Twist: Nah....
Ghost: Ok then... *she grabs a fresh needle from the desk, puts it into Streaks arm, and takes some blood*
Streak: *His ears prick up and he looks at her for a second, then looks away*
Ghost: *she looks at him, before looking at his blood* Don’t look great...
Twist: Naw... what bout mine? *her slang is stronger than usual, and her voice has a lack of emotion*
Ghost: *she looks at him* Sorry.., but it’s important. You don’t know what shit they put in you. And Twist, please tell me you poured ink in your eye, and put it on your paws.
Twist:..., Sorry, can’t do that... it ain’t no ink- *she falls against the wall*
Ghost: Shit....
Twist: *she sits down* I’m fine, go check him...
Streak: *He sand quietly to himself* “Everyone makes mistakes
I've had more than my share
But it's okay 'cause i'm gonna repair it”
Ghost: *she looks at Streaks blood again* Shit- *she drops the tube, the blood hissing on the floor, making a hole* Uhm... pretty sure not even a demons blood should do that....
Streak: “They say there are no retakes
But I just don't agree, no, this show
is of my own making”
Ghost: *she silently hovers over to Streak, gently tapping his shoulder* You feeling ok?
Streak: *He ignores her* “Take it back to the start
I've had a change of heart
I know we can make it better than it ever was”
Ghost: *sighs, but simply judges his state by what she can see. She quietly mumbles to herself* Eyebleed yellow... dry eyes... cuts... toxic blood. *she looks at Twist, who is curled up in a ball, looking younger, fluffier and strangely happy. Her paws were now back to normal, and so was her tail* Little kitten...
Streak: “I know we can make it better
I know we can make it better than it ever was
I know we can make it better”
Ghost: *picks up a used syringe, with some fluid in it* This? *she reads the label on it* Uhm.... was either of you... ya know... poked by this?
Twist: *rubs her eyes* Why?
Streak: “I know there's things to change
The path that i could choose is loose and
I must find a new one“
Ghost: Just- did you?
Twist: Maybe... think he did... *nods at Streak*
Streak: "Our fates are not yet written
I will take the warning, choose a
Way that's less destructive"
Ghost: Streak, do you remember this? *she holds up the needle*
Ghost: Nope? Well, lemme tell you mate, you’re glad you’re a demon, otherwise one drop of this shit, and you’re dead. Now, demons blood is radioactive, toxic, and bad, right? Well, this shit reacts with that, and... well.... you... *she rubs her face* get out of control.....
Twist: Any affects? Headaches? Other shit?....
Ghost: No idea. It was meant to have been destroyed when they figured out how dangerous it was.
Ghost: No shit. I figured that when I heard you rambling bout yer childhood to kitty over here.