The Creepypasta Containment Agency (Sign ups and RP)

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    "You don't think we'll do it, huh? Well that's a mistake, girl!" He fired his Shotgun at her.

    aI moved Rayvn in frot of me, but the bullet whise past my wing, trappig itsel in the roof. "MISSED M MISSED ME NO YA GOTTA KILL ME!" I sang, giggling insanly.


    I clutched Angels arm wih my life, fear-striken. That bullet narrowly missed my HEAD.

    Soon, all the guards had carefully aimed their weapons at her. "Fire!" They all fired.

    Cursed Angel is trying to escape and has taken Rayvn hostage basically while security is trying to stop her.

    ((ppht, If the RP isn't busy I just read up to it XD))
    52 heard the shooting and laughing and began to run, and run he did.
    Although he was pretty fast during a fight, if there was no adrenaline he wasn't that impressive.
    (not saying we wasn't freaking out right now though XD)

    Angel- I quickly foled my wigs and plummeted to the ground, swinig them open about 7f off the ground. A bullet had graze my arm and one embedded into my leg, but luckily my wings were ok. HAHA SUCKAS!"

    52 tripped and stumbled a bi just outside of your cell.
    He looked over in shock and pulled out his knife.


    (I could imagine, if 52nd had friends they all hated him by now :-I)

    My red gaze flicked to 52 a look of warning in them."You release us and Ill let Rayvn go"


    Rayvn had passed out on the drop down.

    52 Flinches a bit, but kept his ground... His throat physically can't handle him talking all hat much.
    He clenched he knife harder and looked up at you.
    "i.. can't do that" He said quit quietly

    Cursed Angel- I raised an eyebrow. "Why not? Your a Creepypasta, heck I'm somewhat surprised.... Wait.... Your with the CCA? But your a Creepypasta too...." I dropped to the ground, Rayvn rolling away from me, clutching my head in pain. "This.... Doesn't..... Make.... SENSE!!!" I screamed the last part before passing out, my red eyes full of anger as I glanced at 52. Traitor....


    Rayvn- I woke up to my sister's scream. "Wha.... oh." I rolled my eyes at Angel's crumpled form, snatching my knife from her. "Lock her up, and bind her wings." I ordered, moving my white hair out of my eyes. "Let this be a warning to you," I stated. "No Creepypasta has ever escaped and never will!"

    Cindy would hear the alarms ringing signaling a prisoner was attempting to escape, guards were all rushing in the same direction. "What's going on?" She clenched her fist.

    "It's alright girl. We've got it under control." The guard said, binding Angel's wings with steel wire and locking the cell.



    OOC: Laughing Jackie.....I love Silent Hill!