:D Theme? Maybe like abandoned hospital?

:D Ima be Twist and Ghost

I’ll start :3

Ghost: Shut up, Twist- Twist: *she was squirming on a bed, screaming. There was black stuff coming from her mouth, and she was obviously in a lot of pain*

Twist: *she stopped screaming, but instead she started hitting herself against the bed* Ghost: No! *she grabs her, holding her against the bed* Stop, or I’m tying you down-

Ghost: It’s- FINE. Twist: *she finally passes out*

Ghost: Sorry. No, not a bad timing. She’s been a lot worse recently. Anyway, who’s that ya got there? *she looks at Mizu*

Ghost: Okey. Need some help? *she starts getting a bed ready, by putting some fresh sheets on one, and a new pillow*

Ghost: Both of ya, sit down. And I’ll check that ‘nothing’. Twist: *she groans, and starts shaking*

Ghost: *she floats around Mizu, looking for any obvious injuries* Eh, minor bruises, slight grazes, but you should live. *she smiles* Now, that shoulder, Mr. Streak?

Ghost: I think you deserve that Mr. And, might need some help there. *she looks on a shelf, taking down some boxes* How bad does it hu- Twist: *she starts shaking more violently, breathing fast and whimpering*

Ghost: *she sighs, going to check on Twist* Nopedy Nope Nope nope.... *she gently tries to calm her down, but that doesn’t work. She grabs a needle from the shelf next to her, jabbing it into Twist’s shoulder* Twist: *she breathes out loudly, and stops shaking*

Ghost: .... anyway, back to that shoulder. How much does it hurt?

Ghost: *she nods* Ok. *grabs a bandage, and a thick plaster. And she grabs a few needles, just water in them* Do you want to, or dya want some help?

Ghost: Course. *she squirts the water into the wound, cleaning it, then bandages it up* Should heal on its own now. Twist: *she takes a deep breath* G- Gho-st-t?

Ghost: Yeah, Twist? *she turns at her* Twist: C-col-d-d..... *she starts shaking again*

Twist: *she starts screaming again* Ghost: Stop, Twist.... *she feels her forehead* You’re burning, Twist.... *she grabs an ice pack, and a blanket* Here... *she puts the ice pack on Twist’s head, and puts the blanket on her* Please shut up now...

Ghost: *she sighs* I really dunno.... she just keeps havin weird fits like this. Twist: *she shakes more, but whimpers instead of screaming*

Twist: *she doesn’t really know Streak and Mizu are there* H-h-... *she stops shaking, and tries going to sleep* Ghost: *she strokes her cheek* Do that, sugar... *she goes to a shelf, clearly looking for something* So, you two going to do anything?

Ghost: Would ya mind helping me spruce this place up a bit then? *she looks at a few boxes in the side* I wanna help some more demons and ghosts. Ya know, the people humans classify as freaks.

Ghost: Thanks! *she brings out a few sheets out of one of the boxes* First i wanna get the beds done.... *she starts making the bed next to Twist, making sure not to mad to much noise* There are more sheets in the box if ya wanna help.... course ya don’t have to...

Ghost: .... Put pillows on them? *she swiftly goes on to make another bed*

Ghost: *she picks it up* Can you.... I dunno.... hit the dust out of em? *she pints to a box of dusty pillows* They were ere when I found this place.

Ghost: They’re clean an all, just darn dusty.... *she puts a few pillows on the beds* Just hit em as hard as ya can. Ima clean this place after, So dust ain’t no problem.

Ghost: Don’t break anything please, *she glances at Twist* And try to be quiet. Nothin much wakes her apart from herself.... I’m just scared. She hasn’t slept like this in ages.

Ghost: Usually she doesn’t even sleep..... she just screams..... *she keeps making the beds, but going a bit slower now*

Ghost: Watch the dust don’t go in yer eyes....

Ghost: Oops.... well don’t worry! Breathing isn’t a habit of the dead. Usually.

Ghost: There are some allergy shit things in the boxes here.... *she goes through some tablets* .... here! *she throws one to Streak* Dunno if it’ll work, but I guess it’s worth a shot.

Ghost: Eh. Wanna needle then? At least they actually work.....

Twist: *she stirs, but doesn’t wake up. It was more likely that she was in pain rather than Streak disturbed her* Ghost: *she giggles a little* That was close.... *she looked a little happier now, her face not as dull as it was before*

Ghost: Eh... *she finishes the row of beds she was making* You done with some of them pillows?

Ghost: *she catches one, but the rest knock her over* .... nice job. *she gets up, putting a few on the beds*

Ghost: Go outside for a bit. It’ll do ya good.

Ghost: Okey then... Twist: *she grumbles*

Ghost: You bet. *she looks tired, but happy to have company*

Ghost: dunno. The only clock here was broken.... *she sighs* I wonder why. Can’t you just... I dunno... teleport a watch onto your wrist?

Ghost: Eh. It’s hard. I still struggle. *she looks outside* I’d say bout 7:45pm ish....

Ghost: .... you sound a bit dissapointed.

Ghost: Well, you’re welcome to sleep in one of these beds if ya wanna. I just .... can’t really sleep anymore.

Ghost: Oh.. ok.... *she sounds sad but understanding* You better..,. Leave then. Twist: *she whimpers*

Ghost: Bye.... Twist: *she starts crying*

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