Fun Wwyd,, lemme type
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Arcadiaaz[OP]
11.11.2020 03:30
LinkSo your oc was either an officer or just a curious person. So they received a case, (or heard) about a well known cop in town going missing, known as William Steiner. After a few days on the case or looking for clues and shit, your oc narrowed it down to a small warehouse. They went in to explore and started searching each room. Soon they started nearing the back and heard a man speaking. They peered into the room where the talking was coming from and a tall man stood near the entrance of the room. He was talking to another man who was beside a table with a few knives and other tools and shit. The first man was looking down at a guy restrained in a chair by rope, a small pool of blood was at the bottom of the chair, along with a few drops here and there but from the spot your oc was in, they were unable to see who was in the chair. The man gave the dude in the chair a sharp kick to his leg, earning a weak yet sharp yelp from a man. He let out a chuckle and said something about regretting putting
Arcadiaaz[OP]
11.11.2020 03:30
LinkHis brother in prison or some shit and the two guys started walking out, making your oc rush and hide in a nearby room. After a moment the men had walked outside and could be headed hopping into a car.
Your oc walked back out and cautiously looked back into the room. Inside was a pretty big dude in the door chair from before, leaning forward and looking down. His wrists were tied behind the chair and he was shirtless but not in a weird way. He was also in ripped jeans. Along his showing skin was various cuts and bruises, he had dried blood all over. The skin that could be shown that would have been against the wooden chair had multiple splinters that varied in sizes from the poorly made chair.
His dusty brown hair was down in front of his face, looking greasy as hell and frizzy from not being washed. He could be heard letting out quiet raspy breaths. And if your oc looks, his thumb was bent at an odd angle, clearly broken.
Arcadiaaz[OP]
11.11.2020 03:31
LinkOh and the piercings in his ears are torn out.
If I don't respond I'm afk or dead or ignoring you
Might delete your comment
Don't complain
Use an oc
Add a decent amount of detail or I'm deleting your comment
Joke rps will be deleted unless we're friends then that's fine
*Amy curiously peeked back into the room, after a short moment of studying him she looked away. It was hard for her to look at but knowing situations like these she knew she couldn’t just stand there, she cautiously looked around the room before hesitantly heading into the room, her heels clacked feeling herself grow nauseous with every step. She quietly murmured to herself, finding the man quite familiar*
He let out a small grunt and shifted, expecting her to be someone who would just hurt him more. He flinched at her foot steps and started moving his head up to see who she was but winced, having a small cut on the back of his neck. He let out a small, scared whimper and ever so slightly shifted back in the chair away from her. He mumbled, his voice low and in pain. "S-stay away from me-" he started sitting up, only hurting himself more. More blood from his cuts started oozing out, running down his skin and dripping into the stone floor.
Amy: *she slightly jumped when hearing his voice, she thought for a moment then her eyes slightly widened when realizing it was him. She continued forward, she bit her lip then hesitantly put away her gun she had before. She was sure the last thing he needed was to freak out when seeing it, she spoke in a calm voice in an attempt to let him know she meant no harm. She was now a few feet away* will, I’m not going to hurt you.
Amy: I’ve been looking for you for days- I just want to help *her attention moved to his cuts* please stop- you’re only hurting yourself more-
(Probably shouldn’t’ve started an rp rn lmao- my device is at 6% hhh)
Amy: hey.. *she was more then relieved he recognized her, she let out a sigh and crouched in front of him while taking out her flip phone* what- what happened to you?
(Nobody else has a charger like my old one, none of them would fit even if I asked. But- not to worry Imma pull together some money and get a new one-)
Amy: do you remember their faces? *she glanced at the table with the tools then back at him with a serious expression which was something rarely seen on her face*
Amy: *she gently moved the hair out of his face with a nod* you can tell me when we get back, right now I have to get you out of here. *she stood up and made her way to the table, she looked at all the tools before getting one to cut the rope and came back over to him, she seemed to be in quite a rush to get him out*
Should I just use Tayga since they know each other or someone else? I feel like I use her too much with you-
(Okay, I just wanted to make sure it wasn't annoying.)
Tayga inched closer to him, digging through her bag for something. "Relax I'm not going to hurt you..." She pulled out a pocket knife and a few rolls of bandages, dropping one of the rolls on the ground. She quickly picked it up. "You sure don't have the best of luck, now do you?" she asked as she cut some of the cloth.
She pulled out a wet-wipe and carefully dabbed at the cut. "I'll get you out of here, alright?" She placed a band-aid on his forehead.
She huffed, digging through her bag again. "I'm being as careful as I can." She pulled out a knife and started to cut the rope he was tied up in.
Once she got the ropes off, she wrapped the bandages around his torso loosely. "I'll do it better once you're safe. For now that'll have to do." She stood back up, holding her hand out to him. "Can you stand?"
She leaned him against herself, grabbing her bag with her free hand. "Good thing I hid my car," she mumbled, and helped him walk out.
He limped along with her and bit his lip harshly, trying to keep himself from crying out. He stated down at the floor, bleeding from multiple places. The book cut part of his jeans on the leg he couldn't put pressure on had blood trickling down and onto the floor, leaving a small trail.
She managed to get him outside and leaned him against a tree. "Wait here, I'll be right back." She ran off to get her car.
A few minutes later, she pulled her car up in front of him and hopped out. She opened the back door and motioned for him to hop in.
She laid him down in the back, setting her bag on the floor of the car. She got in the driver's seat and started driving to her house.
She pulled into the driveway of a small apartment. She got out and opened his door. "Almost there, okay?"
She helped stand him up the best she could and brought him inside, laying him on the couch. She ran off to go get something.
She came back with rubbing alcohol and cotton balls. She covered a cotton ball in the alcohol and cleaned off the cuts on his arms first.
"Oh grow a pair and quit being a baby!" She rolled her eyes and tightly wrapped some bandages around his arms.
She growled. "Just shut up." She looked at his bleeding leg. "Now how am I going to fix that up-?"
She bit her lip and started to clean and bandage the cut, her face a faint shade of red.
She came back with a piece of toast. "I figured you'd be hungry." She handed it to him.
She held back a laugh at how happy he was. "Need anything else? Like water?"
She came back with a large mug filled with water. "Didn't know exactly how thirsty you are so if you don't drink it all it's fine."
She sat up and nodded. "Of course. I'll get you some pillows." She stood up and disappeared down the hall.
She came back a few minutes later with a stack of pillows taller than her. "I think I got too many."
She nodded and dropped the rest on the floor. "I will pick those up later. But for now..." She fell face-first onto a pillow.
She sat back up and picked up the pillows again. She set them in front of the couch so that he wouldn't fall off and hurt himself more.
She stretched and sat down beside him. "If you don't mind my asking, why did those guys kidnap you?"
She leaned on his arm. "People don't exactly love me either. It sucks."
She shrugged. "Let's just say with my job, you make more enemies than friends."
(Coughs in THIEF-)
She shrugged. "Eye of the beholder, I guess. Might seem fine to some, to others it doesn't."
She felt her face heat up. "Thanks," she said, giving in to his compliments.
She yawned and stood up. "I'm gonna head to bed now. Yell if you need me." She headed down the hall to her room.
She changed into her pajamas and laid down in her bed, falling asleep the second her head hit her pillow.
(And now I am going to go to bed. Night!)
