WEEWEOOOWEOWOEOO
Their mouths were gagged to counter any attempt to communicate, and their heads were locked in place oleh a metal collar, with red flashing lights, so tight it gave only the slightest room to breathe.
The smell of metal, fear, and blood soaked the room, making the silence even lebih eeiry. Suddenly, the chairs made a 180 degree turn so they all faced one another. An astonished gasp leaked out of the dirty cloth from all four. One tore through her gag, with her elongated canines, and winced as her tongue soothed the blistering sides of her mouth. "Silver, Becca, Phoebe? What are we doing here?"
The three gave a small shrug, eyes clouded with confusion. The one with the voice tried to pull herself free from the restraints only to trigger a hidden blade that plunged through her hand. Warm blood flowed from the lesion and dripped to floor carelessly as the girl stared in horror; while letting out a agonizing scream.
Phoebe loosened the gag enough to call out,"Blade! Are yo-" But was interrupted oleh the loud sound of a light, that hasn't been used in years, flickering on. Becca who sat facing the light stared in terror, the other girls desperately tried to look but could not twist their heads. anda were spotted in a chair, head hung low, in no restraints and slowly regaining consciousness. Becca muffled out a scream while Silver and Phoebe strained to look.
anda were fully awake now, unaware of your surroundings but awake, as anda struggled to your feet anda instantly spotted, and recognized, the hostages and broke into a run for them but were stopped oleh a large, rusty bayonet shooting up from the ground and missing anda oleh a hair. Looking to the girls, anda gave a sorrowful look.
Without warning, static came over an intercom which was cut out shortly oleh a deep voice.
"Hello, I want to play a game." All eyes searched for the holder of the sudden outburst but failed.
"Four girls sit here, restrained and helpless. These girls have done terrible things in their past and sought, what they thought to be, "redemption" oleh starting over. Sadly, the ones they have killed and hurt in the process of renewing themselves, can not start over. The only way to get redemption is oleh death. anda have the power save three of them and get anda all one step closer to freedom. But the one anda do not choose will face the consequences she most certainly deserves for all the things she has done. The people they have hurt and the families they have destroyed lay on cards to your right. Choose wisely and pick the girl anda believe deserves 'Redemption'."
The voice vanished with a staticy exit, and the silence returned. anda looked to your right a noticed four crude looking cards, each one labeled: Blade, Silver, Phoebe, Becca.
Attached to each is a silver key, all different shapes. For each lock restraining the girl. One key for one lock. anda read through each card, and pure astonishment glazes your face. Slowly anda turn to the girls, whose eyes are full of panic. Time to make your pick.
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((So this is a interactive artikel anda pick who dies. Honestly if any of anda get butt hurt cause someone else picks your OC grow the heck up -.- it's an article. And if it all breaks even I'll choose.
So pick which girl dies:
Phoebe
Becca
Silver
Blade
hURRY AND CHOOSE SO i CAN CONTINUE WRITING!!
If anyone is wondering why they can't just bust out with their powers, that's what the collars around their necks are for. :P So.. lul.. It's like a saw scenario. ))
Phoebe
Becca
Silver
Blade
Swordsss!
Alias:Avenue
Powers/skills: -No powers.....but, he is swordsman and a expert marksman.
-Field tactics
-Hand to hand combat
-Can make bombs and explosives
Past: Chris was diberikan up for adoption when he was born, his parents failed to tell their later on kids that had on older sibling. Upon returning later on around the age of 21, he realized both his parents had passed. But had two remaining siblings, Brendan and Crystal.
Others: -Musically inclined!
-A lot lebih social than Fang. He's a social butterfly!
-Picks on Fang lebih than Crystal.
Christopherrr~
Dante.
BATTLE OF ALL BATTLES!
Deep in the water, your chances little. A watery grave, your bones that whittle.
Pretty cool if anda sing it like link...
Deep in the water, your chances little.
A watery grave, your bones that whittle.
Lay down your hand, and slowly anda will die
And when again the sun leaves anda will lie.
Here is hate, here there's mourn
Here the Demons hide anda from your light
Here your wounds are deep and tomorrow anda earn new
Here is the place where we, hate you.
Deep in the flames, hidden far away
A jubah of ash, a burn streaked face
Forget your loves and let your happiness lay
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away.
continue reading...
Deep in the water, your chances little.
A watery grave, your bones that whittle.
Lay down your hand, and slowly anda will die
And when again the sun leaves anda will lie.
Here is hate, here there's mourn
Here the Demons hide anda from your light
Here your wounds are deep and tomorrow anda earn new
Here is the place where we, hate you.
Deep in the flames, hidden far away
A jubah of ash, a burn streaked face
Forget your loves and let your happiness lay
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away.
Deep in the flames, hidden far away A jubah of ash, a burn streaked...
