Jun 24, 2010 12:49
[Everything hurt...]
[Solidus is curled up in a ball, alone in the dark room the grown-up Solid had been keeping him in. He shivers just thinking about the man, the way he'd whistle when he was coming to "play"...He wipes his eyes, trying to be strong and stop crying. There were cuts and bruises covering his body and his other arm wasn't working right anymore after the Bad Solid threw him against the wall.]
[His Snake Arms are gone, leaving him feeling crippled and more alone than he'd ever felt in his life. He can feel the cuts near his eye sting from when the Bad Solid had held him down and pressed the knife until he bled...told him he'd look just like his father...Laughed and hit him when he had begged...]
[His tummy growled, but he can't remember the last time he'd been fed; the water the Bad Solid had left long since been drunk. He couldn't really concentrate and all his escape attempts had earned him beatings he couldn't remember the ends of, passing out midway through.]
[He doesn't want his own room anymore.]
[He wants his Daddy.]
((Rescue time. Open to all.))
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