[escape for vengeance]
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Thread Topic: [escape for vengeance]
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Sure, though I normally explain my charrie throughout the soap but if a description helps- You can make an outline.
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I'll be doing that tomorrow morning. I'm headed off to bed now, though goodnight 🌃
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Alrighty~ G'nighto!
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C1 is a girl/guy with 'problems' locked in an insane asylum. Though, C2, manages to escape, but, instead of leaving, ends up freeing C1. C2 had a reason for releasing her/him. Why? Turns out C2 needed help on capturing and killing the man who put c2 away. Why need C1? She/he was one of the strongest psychos c2 could find.
posting the plot for reference -
Alright. So, are we doing Charries?
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I'll be doing that as soon as I get home, which won't be long.
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Keeping this simple
Name: Isabelle (Izzy) O'Conner
Age: 21
Looks: [img]
She usually keeps here lips a deep red instead of black and keeps her hair in loose waves or in a high pony tail
Personality: psycho?
Other: Has a bad habit of getting her hands on cigs and any booze available -
~NAME~ Malix R. Akri
~AGE~ 24 though appears 14
~LOOKS~ Bright purple eyes/Shoulder length, spiky, dirty blond hair/thin build/Scar vertical across his left eye/Wolf like teeth/Pale skin
~PERSONALITY~ As he may seem the gentle, sweet, caring, romantic, and lovable type- Malix is not that. He is a huge pervert, and tends to act innocent if he's doing something perverted. He's not the emotional type, at least, in front of others. He tends to ignore others feelings and only observe everything around him. He's quite blunt, but is very smart too. Though it may seem he does not notice nor give a s---, truth is... he does.
~OTHER~ He has a pet pig named Hawk- This pig can talk, which in it'self is weird. Though Malix finds it normal. -
Not it ;)
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Malix sat in the darkened cell, purple orbs staring at the concrete tiled floor. A boring stone room, tight steel doors, locking him in like an animal. Like a rapid animal ready to tear your throat out- He did not enjoy the confinement. Never has- I mean, who would? Life is pure hell when all you have is an overgrown porkchop by your side to keep you sane. Or at least, stable enough to plan an escape.
Malix lets out an exxagertated breath of boardom, running his pale fingers through his blonde hair. He always wondered how he got his good looks- Was it an aquired trait? Lets go with that.
"So?" A low, voice mumbles out. "The plan?" The pig urges Malix to say something. The boy simply groans leaning his head on the stone wall.
"Hawk-"
"Yeah?"
"Pork sounds good right now-" Purple orbs glancing into frightened black ones. With a squeak of fear, the pig dashes to the other corner of the small celler.
"Give me a break!" -
(Sorry for the short post. I had typed up something wrong that didn't go with the plot so I had to completely change it.)
Isabelle layed on her cot, reading another mystery/action novel. Although, she was very intrigued with the writing of this particular author, she did find it boring to read them for most of her time. "It's always the same.. they figure out the mystery." She said quietly to herself. Izzy decide to switch positions by propping her legs against the wall and laying on her back. It was one of the comfiest positions she preferred. -
As silence seemed to pierce the empty room, Malix only grew more anxious to escape. He still kept a calm attitude- His eyes averted from the floor to the door. Then, up to a vent. He had it. An idea-
Standing dramatically, cracking his back as he stretched, he managed to make the overgrown sausage jump.
"Plan?" Hawk pipes out.
Ignoring the bacon, Malix simply jumps up, grabbing the vent. With some pulls and tugs and a few fails, he ended up getting it open minutes later.
"Yes! Atta-boy, Malli-" Hawk dashes over to be of assistance.
Malix tosses the metal barring down, gripping the edge and hoisting his small, child like frame into the vent. He then began crawling smoothly, to the exiting vent. Now why the hell did he not think of this before?
[It's fine, honest. ^u^] -
(alrighty)
A faint clang could be heard from down the hall as she flipped another page from her book. "Escapee or person gone mad? Who knows." She mumbled under her breath.
Izzy's cell was a drab. There was a small, bullet proof window that provided the sad scenery of the wired fence in the back of the asylum, a large and useless vent, and large door with an opening at the bottom big enough to side a tray of food in. Her drinks were usually bottled water that was tossed through the slidable opening in the massive door.
She wished for something to happen. Something exciting, something worth getting adrenaline running through her veins. An escape would be nice.. -
Malix let out a breath of irritation as he neared the exit. Another vent- Doing the same as before, he got it open, almost falling out. A metal clang sounded out as the metal barring smashed against the floor. So much for stealth. Jumping out, landing with a swift thud, Malix walks down the hal towards the office- He needed to locate a strong person here to assist him on revenge. Killing the man who put him in there for eight years. Tourtured- The tourture of boardom and silence.
"Is this it?" He walks into the small room quietly. He noticed a man sleeping on the job. Shaking his head, blonde hair falling in front of his face as his eyes scanned the room for a file with the 'problems' of each patient.
Sneaking to the drawer silently, he pulls it open slowly. The files ordered alphabetically in yellow/orange folders.
With almost a half hour of searching and reading, he found an interesting girl. Isabelle- Finding her cell number, he puts the folder back and closes the drawer. He flinches at a rather loud click. Eyes widen as he's grabbed by the collar.
"We got an escape!" He grunted out, though yelps as Malix's fist is met with his face. The boy stands, yanking the keys to the cells from him.He then puts his pale fingers around the guards neck, squeazing tightly, choking him to death. After that, Malix just walks out going to the girls cell. A dark look in his eyes~
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