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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: mymistakes x3

  • The Creature's roar kept going for a few more, long moments- just until the pain settled. Its voice sounded like a freakish combination of some sick animal's and Tobias' own. Tobias pulled on the chains with a great deal of strength, threatening to pull them right off the wall.

  • [size=14][color=beige]J A Y D E N


    He could hear the guards approach the beast's cell, like the many times before. Obviously, this one would be no different. No doubt one of them was carrying that injection- the temporary 'cure'.
    And there was no doubt that they would succeed in subduing Tobias.
    Wait- scratch that. What was going on?
    He dragged himself up to peer through the barred window, squinting in the dim light.
    They were opening the cell door, confident that the chains would hold the monster in place. However, one of the men dropped the syringe - 'idiot' - and it shattered on the floor.
    Then they just stood there, afraid and not knowing what to do.
    'idiots.'

  • Tobias threw a powerful arm at the guard, hoping to strike him down- but it was stopped short by the chains. He tried again with his other arm, only to meet the same result. The creature glared at the men in his cell, letting out a steady, continuous growl- there was not much else he could actually do. Luckily, the shards of the syringe were right in front of him; if a guard went to reclaim the pieces, he was a dead man.

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    [size=24]··¤(`×[¤ єуєℓєѕѕ נα¢к ¤]×´)¤··

    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 tried best to block out the noise, but the Demon within him wanted to break free. Sadly, it couldn't, for it had to be fed the souls of others before cotinuing.

  • [size=14][color=beige]J A Y D E N


    And that's exactly what a guard did, stupid man. He stooped down, looking at the beast snarling above him with fear, and extending his arms to scoop the pieces towards him.
    Another ran back, probably to get another syringe.
    Jay particularly favored drama in this place, it was quite the show- but it was never him that started a ruckus. He was far too harmless without weapons.
    A different guard dispatched from the group, and started to unlock the other prisoners' cells. He was probably going to gather them, then shove them all in one cell. What a bother.
    However, in his panic, he pulled on Stichy's restraints too hard and too frantically.
    He heard the sound of the material slipping slightly.
    'Oops.'

  • (To put it simply, the guard panicked while getting the prisoners out, and roughly tugged on the straight-jacket, making it just slightly loose.
    I can change the scenario if you want~)

  • OOC: Oh okay, I just lost you a bit!


    Stitchy
    Stitchy, seeing his opportunity, pulled free from the jacket. He ripped his stitches and lunged at the guard, straining for a kill.

  • (It's alright~ |D)

    [size=14][color=beige]J A Y D E N


    He watched everything go down, finally realizing the true brutality of the prisoners here.
    An episode like this hadn't happened for years. He had the feeling he really didn't belong, with all these creatures, abilities and mutations. He himself was just ultimately so... human.


    The guard, caught by surprise, had no chance to defend himself. 'So easily disposed of.'
    In a matter of seconds he was limp on the floor, and his companions were staring in horror at the scene.

  • Stitchy
    Stitchy began to tear at limbs and devour into the stomach area. In a matter of moments, blood had made a puddle around the savaged guard. Stitchy gouged out his eyes and smiled, "Anyone have some thread?"

  • Tobias dove down on the guard's arm and bit into it as hard as he could. The creature tugged at his victim, aiming to bring him closer in order to preform a more brutal attack. The monster's eyes were completely white, showing their obvious lack of humanity.

  • Stitchy listened to the sound of wailing and tearing flesh. Casually, he stole the souls of the two dead victims. Stitchy formed an image in his mind of the room, hunting for a sharp object.