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Characters: TROLLS and a little bit of Roy?
Location: Clinic!
Rating: PG-13
Time: November 7th, noon
Description: Spirit asked for suggestions for Vriska's punishment; and of course Terezi had to jump at that chance.
Terezi had probably never grinned that wide before; at least not for a long, long while. This was her chance -- this was it. Time to make her pay, time to give her what she deserved the most. Terezi had waited for this. Sitting up in her hospital bed, she scratched the back of her head as everything was set up. She sniffled -- ugh this clinic was ruining her senses, the smell was awful. It was like a thick fog of disgusting medicine clogging up her nose. She was never coming back here. Ever.
Grabbing her cane, she slowly slepped down from the bed. Her right leg hurt a little, but it was nothing too serious. She explained what was going to happen to those who were there quite simply - actually all they had to do was sit there and shut up (except for Gamzee who had the orders of honking everytime Vriska spoke). This was her show, and she could run it fine on her own.
A trail of blueberry floated past her nose and she laughed.
"It's time."
Location: Clinic!
Rating: PG-13
Time: November 7th, noon
Description: Spirit asked for suggestions for Vriska's punishment; and of course Terezi had to jump at that chance.
Terezi had probably never grinned that wide before; at least not for a long, long while. This was her chance -- this was it. Time to make her pay, time to give her what she deserved the most. Terezi had waited for this. Sitting up in her hospital bed, she scratched the back of her head as everything was set up. She sniffled -- ugh this clinic was ruining her senses, the smell was awful. It was like a thick fog of disgusting medicine clogging up her nose. She was never coming back here. Ever.
Grabbing her cane, she slowly slepped down from the bed. Her right leg hurt a little, but it was nothing too serious. She explained what was going to happen to those who were there quite simply - actually all they had to do was sit there and shut up (except for Gamzee who had the orders of honking everytime Vriska spoke). This was her show, and she could run it fine on her own.
A trail of blueberry floated past her nose and she laughed.
"It's time."