*Someone got out of his restraints. And someone decided to use their injuries to create art. The interior of Tim's room is now splattered with blood and gore, the bed torn into pieces, the shackles hanging from the ceiling. On the wall directly across from the door is painted:
/p|0 \@!; b; |l@s;
[totheark]In blood that's slowly dripping down the
(
Read more... )
Who will be kicking your door open. ]
IT IS TIME FOR THE INQUISITION, PATIENT NUMBER 413.
[ Welcome DR. PYROPE onto the stage. ]
Reply
It's time to pull out the big guns.
Terezi takes off her glasses.
And stares.
With blind VERY HUMAN eyes for the purpose of this event.
The best investigations are silent. Done solely through intimidation. ]
Reply
Uhm...
Reply
Reply
What are you doing?
Reply
I ASK THE QUESTIONS. [ this had to be done before sleeping. ]
Reply
Reply
[ THE STARING CONTINUES. ]
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
After a few more minutes of THE MOST AWKWARD SILENCE IN YOUR LIFE, she'll pull out some paper and chalk and begin taking "notes." ]
Reply
Wanna let me up so we can talk about it?
*He winces in anticipation of the smacking and the I ASK THE QUESTIONS*
Reply
after that, though, she'll begin writing more while nodding to herself. ]
Hmmm. Yes, yes, that's right. It would seem to be the case.
Reply
Reply
Alright. Done. Completely. Finished. You're completely insane. Straight out of your nook. Gone from the world, forever and ever.
Reply
Leave a comment