Say, say, my platemate, come out and play with me.... (Complete)
Characters: Red and his pokémon, the phantasms
Setting: In a SUPER-SECRET LOCATION beneath the kitchen.
Time: Night 004, turning into Day 005
Summary: Red is taken for his turn in the night's "festivities".
Warnings: HOLY SHIT, MAN, THERE'S PLOT IN THIS THAR THREAD. Also, violence done to a restrained, helpless little boy and his treasured friends. :< Also, creepiness and brainbreak? LOLTORTURE.
Some time after Al was returned to the group of cages, the phantasms returned for their second specimen--four of them, this time. They moved like silent shadows to the door of Red's cell, perfectly coordinated as though they had done this a thousand times before. Two opened the door, one to hold it while the other blocked the doorway to prevent escape--the other two entered the cage itself, moving to seize Red and his pokémon alike. Running did not seem to be an option here--nor did fighting, given the fact that all powers were suppressed here, and Red's foes were quite intangible when they wanted to be.
The only choice left was submission.
Setting: In a SUPER-SECRET LOCATION beneath the kitchen.
Time: Night 004, turning into Day 005
Summary: Red is taken for his turn in the night's "festivities".
Warnings: HOLY SHIT, MAN, THERE'S PLOT IN THIS THAR THREAD. Also, violence done to a restrained, helpless little boy and his treasured friends. :< Also, creepiness and brainbreak? LOLTORTURE.
Some time after Al was returned to the group of cages, the phantasms returned for their second specimen--four of them, this time. They moved like silent shadows to the door of Red's cell, perfectly coordinated as though they had done this a thousand times before. Two opened the door, one to hold it while the other blocked the doorway to prevent escape--the other two entered the cage itself, moving to seize Red and his pokémon alike. Running did not seem to be an option here--nor did fighting, given the fact that all powers were suppressed here, and Red's foes were quite intangible when they wanted to be.
The only choice left was submission.