itp: Nighttime

[tickingtykebomb]

[whatever you're doing tonight, whether it's walking home from dinner or stargazing in the middle of a field, a small masked figure has just emerged from the shadows nearby and is pointing a gun your way]

You have thirty seconds to tell me where the fuck I am.

--and what the deal is with the giant octopus.

((W-w-winding down! I'll pick up new+

Comments

[grewuptootsun]

Camp Fuck You Die. Her name is Marcy. And put that down, you psychopath.

[tickingtykebomb]

[lowers it, but keeps it close just in case]

This is a camp? And I don't give two shits what its name is, I just wanna know why it's there.

[grewuptootsun]

It's a prison camp. Although I don't know what we're even kept here for anymore, since the Director hooked back up with her supposedly dead boyfriend we were all accused of killing.

She's just there cuz she's there.

[tickingtykebomb]

...fuck. Was she dating a mobster?

How? Doesn't it need water?

[grewuptootsun]

She seems okay so there must be some up there.

[tickingtykebomb]

Up on the silo.

[grewuptootsun]

It's not like I put her there, okay?

[tickingtykebomb]

I'll believe that 'cuz you seem pretty clueless.

[grewuptootsun]

Right. Think what you want.

[tickingtykebomb]

Did I hurt your feelings?

[grewuptootsun]

No, I don't have any.

[tickingtykebomb]

Good to know.