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    Stitchy
    Stitchy headed over to the wall and sat down on the cold floor. He slowly began to go into a trance, as though he were thinking so many things at once.

    Tobias widened his eyes as more of the stimulant drug was injected into him. He had been getting tired.. Good timing on the warden's part. He couldn't stay awake forever though, he would need to sleep soon.

    In my cell it's just like a normal pet cats life. I have a bed, a water and food dish, and a few toys. I am a cat after all.

    Stitchy
    Stitchy browsed his memories, no he couldn't remember everything. He remembered who he had lived with. He remembered many things. Even his old name.

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    Your hands are warm against my heart
    Unlike the knife you used to cut
    The hole you fill so comfortably
    But now I'm pouring out my guts
    I will make room I'll empty out
    I'll make sure you can move about
    I'll change my everything for you
    Just keep on doing what you do





























    OOC: Bump.

    Tobias blinked rapidly; it offered some rest to his eyes while it also helped him stay awake. Despite the drugs given, he could feel sleep coming, and he just hoped nobody would see him when he inevitably nodded off.

    Stitchy
    Stitchy glanced out of the expertly barred up window. He could see it was night, but obviously could not sleep. Stitchy never slept. Instead, he would murder innocent people in the night. There were reasons, of course. He still remembered all the blaming. He could remember his first victim. Stitchy adjusted his arm a bit. Why didn't they take the straight jacket off? Possibly because they knew he'd try to eat them. They were smart to think that.

    Stitchy
    Stitchy struggled in the jacket, it felt like it was closing around his body, tighter and tighter. But it wasn't. He looked out the window, not moving from the spot. In his opinion, his life was perfect. Forcing others to look like him while they slowly died, looking into the empty sockets.

    I drift off to sleep but dark aura pours out and I grow into a black cat witch blood stains on my pelt and random scars. My eyes turn red but my eyes are closed.

    Stitchy
    Stitchy's stitches pulled free only to reveal a line of sharp teeth. He began to think harder. He suddenly remembered his former friend.

    Tobias jerked awake as soon as he noticed that he was drifting off. He knew it had to happen.. But he was going to fight it as long as he good. It wasn't as if transforming didn't hurt; it was extremely painful.

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    Your hands are warm against my heart
    Unlike the knife you used to cut
    The hole you fill so comfortably
    But now I'm pouring out my guts
    I will make room I'll empty out
    I'll make sure you can move about
    I'll change my everything for you
    Just keep on doing what you do





























    OOC:


    Stitchy
    Stitchy could remember that his name had been Xavier, just like Stitchy himself had been named. He could remember the sad day when he had visited him, completely forgetting about the rule. Once you see Stitchy, you must die. The image of Xavier's corpse scored like claws down Stitchy's mind. He jolted more awake. Tobias. No, no. Tobias would forget him as soon as he was cured. Stitchy was sure.. hopefully.

    Tobias couldn't handle it anymore; his eyes closed and he drifted to sleep. It only took a few minutes for the process to begin. His piercing scream broke through the silence of the facility. The chains and restraints tightened as he slowly and painfully filled them out. His bones cracked into new, primal shapes and his skin darkened. His back was forced into a hunched posture and his, previously insignificant, muscles grew to accomadate his steadily increasing size. His face became distorted but was still recognizable as Tobias. His nails sharpened into claws and his teeth elongated. Lastly, a thin layer of hair covered his entire body. Tobias' human scream had morphed into a painful, animalistic roar.


    ((haha I tried))

    (OOC: Guh, overloaded. |D)


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    He did nothing, though he could feel the walls around him vibrate with the intensity of the sound. Somehow, through it, he could hear the guards' shoes tapping against the floor. They were shouting to eachother, too.


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    Jayden brought up his hands to cover his ears, eyes squeezing shut and expression turning to a grimace.
    He groaned, leaning against the cold concrete and curling into a ball. His ears felt like they were going to bleed.

    OOC: They're rooms aren't like prison cells. It's just a big box of white bricks with a door. The only bars are the windows.


    Stitchy
    Stitchy heard the roar. He just listened. It didn't effect him.