Despite all their rage (Incomplete)

[dollsy_npcs]

Characters: Alphonse, Anna, Saya, Red, the phantasms
Setting: In a SUPER-SECRET LOCATION beneath the kitchen.
Time: Night 004
Summary: Alphonse, Anna, Saya, and Red have been kidnapped! Oh noez! Now, they languish in their cells, finding company in each other as they await their plot-laden fates to be decided and/or doled out.
Warnings: HOLY SHIT,

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[adventurous_red]

He had tried. Oh god, how he had tried. To escape, to beat them. To save his Pokemon. Anything and everything, he had tried, and he had failed.

Red sat huddled in the corner of his cell, shaking uncontrollably. His six Pokeballs were absent from his waist; instead, the trainer held them in his arms, his upper body bent over for extra protection.

He couldn't let anything happen to them.

The trainer's head would rise on occasion, eyes darting back and forth, before returning to count his Pokeballs. One, two, three, four, five, six. All of them there, but who knew what these creatures were capable of. They could have switched the Pokemon for decoys, and Red would never have known.

It was during one of Red's paranoid glances that he noticed a head of blond hair pulled back and a long, red coat. There could have been repercussions for talking, of course, but Red's need for something, anything familiar foolishly outweighed his fear of punishment. "Alphonse," he whispered, ever so silently. "Alphonse, please, please tell me

[flowing_alchemy]

Alphonse, needless to say, was scared. Terrified, even.

He'd been grabbed - taken away once again, this time from Lorenzo. He'd tried to get away, and he knew that Lorenzo had tried, too...but they'd failed. Alphonse shouted and thrashed as he was pulled away by the towering menaces, clinging tight to the stuffed doll that enabled him to see what those spectres looked like. But...then things disappeared into blackness, and he was no longer able to see anything more. Too panicked to even try and reattach his soul, for the time being, he just tried to fight as he was dragged away, before being put into a cell. He didn't know exactly what it was, but...

He tucked into himself and the plush cat, a little, a noise reminiscent to a whine escaping his throat. He felt alone and afraid - he didn't know what those things were, or where he was or how to get out, or anything...so he was scared.

But a voice called to him, softly, from not all that far away. He hesitated, unsure at first, before whispering back, recognizing the voice. "...R-Red

[cannibaloli]

The current situation had been...unexpected, to say the least. Getting grabbed by strange individuals and taken to an even stranger room was not entirely foreign to her, but she'd certainly hoped to avoid it. Saya had struggled after being grabbed, of course, but had decided it to be sensible to stop once the situation proven to be hopeless. She briefly considered whether or not trying a little harder would have helped before dismissing the idea. It wouldn't have. She'd been in a comparable situation - put others in this situation - often enough to know when to give up

[magicmelodic]

Anna was dazzled by the transition from suffocating darkness to stark light; nevertheless, she still fought, growling with effort. Her magic hadn't affected these things in the slightest--had, in fact, completely stopped working as soon as they had left the kitchen. So she had conserved her voice as best she could, instead struggling and kicking with the occasional curse and growl of effort. Being dumped into her cage encouraged a dash for freedom as the ones that had been carrying her took their leave--the door slammed shut in her face though, with an ominous click that told her she couldn't hope for it to budge

[adventurous_red]

Despite the situation, Red managed a small smile at Alphonse's company. At least he wasn't in this alone. "Yeah, it's me," the trainer responded. "How...how did they get you?" Red had seen Alphonse's alchemy - he knew the blond was strong and willing to fight (unlike himself). If they had gotten him as well, Red knew he had reason to be scared

The young boy jumped at the other two voices, unsure of whether to trust them or not. Once the woman introduced herself, however, he felt a little less anxious. She had a very pretty voice, and her name was nice as well. And if she was willing to give her name, one could assume she meant no harm. "I'm...I'm Red," he said to both her and the green-haired girl. "Nice to meet you, Anna...I suppose..." he added lamely; the circumstances weren't nice at all.