Careless Errors
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Thread Topic: Careless Errors
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Hunter watched John storm out of the cafeteria, but not before he got a look that could kill from him. Hunter just smiled, none of them knew, nor did they want to know.
John walked to one of the nearby bathrooms and pulled a bottle of pills out of his pocket and took two. He was the only person that could get by with these in his pocket, because he was 'special' as the doctors had said. -
Fandomfreak NewbieBreanna soon led Claire back to the white and cream room she had called hers for the past two years. Luckily, she got privacy, meaning there was no camera in her room. The two said their goodbyes as Breanna clocked out and left, leaving Claire alone to take a nap as she always did. There wasn't anything else to do, after all.
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Hunter stood up and walked to his room, and he noticed something that he thought hadn't been there before. A camera. "Wow, don't trust me do you." he said talking bluntly to the camera, as if it could respond. Hunter took a leap and landed on his bed, falling asleep.
John took the two pills and gagged at the taste. He looked at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. He hated himself. His hair was a brownish color. The only reason why he was sent here, was his family was murdered. Well, all except his brother, his brother murdered them. "I miss you Jeff." he whispered. -
Fandomfreak NewbieO.O is it just me or is John sounding like Homicidal Liu?)
Claire lied awake for a few agonizing minutes before managing to drift off into dreamland, aka, her world of sheer nightmares. She tossed and turned as she had a memory of this day, three years ago. -
Yes! I hope you would catch on :3)
John walked out of the bathroom and walked to his room. He looked at his bed, and then the only surviving picture of his family. He looked at it as tears fell down face and he looked outside the solitary window.
Hunter woke up with a jolt. The reaccuring nightmares he kept having were keeping him awake. He would dream of a tall man with no face. He shivered as he tried not to let this persons thoughts influence him. Hunter stood up and sighed and he pulled out the vial, and the first person to come to mind was John.
(I was hoping, that eventually Claire and Hunter understand John and that the other CP's could join in the RP.) -
Fandomfreak NewbieClaire awoke with a scream as she sat up, tears rolling down her pale cheeks. She had seen the thing that had driven her to violence, to drugs, to self harm. It was large, a humanoid, with no face. It had eyes and extremely sharp teeth, and it's hands were like talons. It was emaciated, even though it was covered with human blood... the blood of her little sister. She was in the room. It stared at Alice until it leaped at her, hungrily devouring the little girl. Claire curled up and sobbed, unable to stop shaking.
Two can play at that game! ;) ) -
(Yes, yes we can ;D)
Hunter grinned and stood at the door and stuck to fingers outside, to signal he has to leave the room. He watched the people nod their heads as he exited to the bathroom, all the while looking for John.
John moved away from the window and sat on his bed, his head in his hands. He had to get his mind off of his family. He paced around the room, as his heart thudded against his chest. -
Fandomfreak NewbieClaire shut the door and leaned against it, using her nails to scratch at her arms, cutting them. Blood spattered the floor. She could have saved her! If she stopped the creature, Alice would be alive! Claire wouldn't be stuck in a hell hole! She sobbed loudly, hating herself more and more by the second. "Kill me, dammit!" She yelled to no one in particular. "Kill me..." she begged, partially wishing the creature was here so she'd feel her sister's pain. "I love you, Claire!" That was her sister's dying phrase. It killed her to even hear those three words, the ones that put together had eight letters.
Sorry, I curse like a sailor.) -
(It's okay. :3)
Hunter didn't see John, but he heard someone screaming. The voice sounded familiar, but he wasn't worried about something he recognized at the moment. He was think about three things: #1 John #2 Who was that figure he kept seeing in his dreams #3 Where was Jeff? "I wish." he muttuered as he was shoved into his room.
John layed on his bed and took the pills out of his pocket. He shivered as he brought them to his mouth and swallowed, as he let out a bedraggled laugh. Soon, he would be gone, or so he thought. -
Fandomfreak NewbieClaire snuck out of her room, looking around as she went to the kitchen. She peeked out into the hallway and grabbed a knife carefully. The last thing she needed was to get busted. She snuck back to her room and shut the door, once again sitting against it as of her light weight would somehow prevent someone from opening it. She heard something at her window and screamed again, seeing a figure with pure white skin and a carved smile. His hair was messy and singed black, while he wore a bloody white hoodie.
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Hunter landed on the floor and with a slight bang, the door behind him slammed. He looked down at his and realized the vial he had in his hand hand broke and the acid was burning through his skin. "AGH!!" he said, jumping around wildly, shaking his hand as droplets of blood fell to the floor. Hunter sight went in and out as he looked up and saw something that looked like it came straight out of a horror movie. This thing stood up and was nothing but skin and bones. It looked like a human but it wasn't. Hunter slowly back away toward his window, but as he would soon find out, that was a mistake.
John smiled as he realized they were here. He closed his eyes as his heart-rate slowly decreased and his breathing shallowed. Finally, his eyes rolled backward and everything stopped. John seemed to be in space and floating around, then he opened his eyes again. Something was wrong, he knew he had died. He felt it, and he knew it. What was happening? John stood at the door and stuck his fingers outside. He wasn't scared of the things that were out there. It now seemed like he was one with them. -
Fandomfreak NewbieClaire scrambled back, though got no where. She knew screaming would do nothing, but screaming the first thing that came to mind. "Hunter!" She screeched as the figure neared her trembling body. She squeezed her eyes shut before relaxing. Isn't this what she wanted? To feel the same pain as Alice before becoming nothing? Before dying?
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Hunter felt someone or something touch the back of his jacket and he looked back to see a clown looking this staring back at him, but that wasn't what scared him. It was the girls head this creature had in his hand. Hunter back away and flew out the door as he heard Claire's screams. Hunter pulled open the door to her room and looked at the man in the white hoodie. "Oh, it's you." he said plainly.
John never got a response, so he looked outside and saw a gory sight. Well, not gory to him, at least not anymore. The security guards throats were tore and one of them was still breathing. John looked around and saw a tendril reaching out from behind the corner. He walked toward it and smiled, maybe he would regain his memory from this creature. -
Fandomfreak NewbieClairE looked up at him, stunned he had actually come, and then of course that he knew this psychopath that had a knife inches from her chest.
"Oh, it's you? That's all I get?! Seriously?!" Jeff yelled before glancing down at the trembling girl. "So, you know her?" He asked, turning her head to face him with the tip of his knife. -
Hunter growled and then he let smile that even chilled Jeff. "Go ahead, I have no need of her." he said harshly. "Jeffery Woods, tsk tsk." Hunter muttuered, loud enough for Jeff to hear.
John walked forward, as a tentacle slinked toward him and and grabbed his arm. John looked at the faceless 'man' and smiled, then he was jolted back. John started to jerk around as his memory was regained and his new identity was slowly forming.
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