Be Yourself

[Techno_Elf]

I jumped (again!) as a bottle of water landed on the table. Near a slot. Hmm. SUSPICIOUSNESS.

 

hypno.Platypus: Water bottle is suspicious. Must investigate.

hypno.Platypus: Mr. Senator, you smell very nice. Your luscious yellow scales are like the sweetest gumdrops to the prosecution's nose.

hypno.Platypus: But your deceit STINKS.

hypno.Platypus: Did you honestly think you could dip your corpulent snout into the imperial beetle coffers like that and get away with it??

hypno.Platypus: Did you think your revolting abuse of the public trust would go unnoticed???

hypno.Platypus: THINK AGAIN, GOOD SENATOR. WHILE THE PROSECUTION MAY BE BLIND, REST ASSURED THE LEAGUE OF LEGISLACERATORS SEES ALL.

hypno.Platypus: Terezi is best troll.

 

YESSSSSSSS. That was all I could think of. I prided myself for having memorizing those lines.

Edited December 3, 2013 by Techno_Elf

[HomeForFlowers]

ArchiosLukos: I see it. Not sure what's around me though. I bet they have the doorframe pressed really tightly to the wall.

 

I glanced back over at the slot. If there was a door there, I couldn't tell. It wasn't impossible for there to be a door there without any indication as to why it was there. Technology these days was pretty advanced. They could already make things levitate, freeze atoms until they no longer moves, create elements in labs, harness power from many different sources, and even had the ability to send probes onto different planets. I wouldn't be surprised if a door fitting into the wall without any indication of being there was a thing now. Of course, that still didn't explain why I was stuck in this room. I turned back to the computer and continued my conversation with this, "ArchiosLukos".

Doctor: That or we're just seeing technology not yet released to the public.

Doctor: Either way, I have no explanation as to how we got here or why we're here.

Doctor: Who would want to put two random people into gray rooms with cookies in them and then have them interact with each other via computer?

Doctor: I'm sure there is a reason, but, right know, I can't figure it out.

 

Just as I typed, I heard a clunk nearby. I turned my head to see a water bottle rolling around on the ground near the slot.

What the...

Edited December 3, 2013 by Doctortear

[Techno_Elf]

I went over to the slot and tried to look through it, like in the movies. Pitch black darkness met my eye, and I felt a wave of terror wash over me as I recalled a scene in Detective Conan when Conan had been looking through a keyhole and all of a sudden there was a BLOODSHOT EYEBALL OH LORD JESUS.

Rubbing the bump on my head, I picked up the shattered pieces of the plate and sighed. They were good cookies and served their country well.

I ate them.

Edited December 3, 2013 by Techno_Elf

[Kiran]

I was slightly worried about Weavil's 'urge to kill things'. That and his/her lack of focus on the whole 'kidnapping' thing made me firmly believe that the cookies were drugged.

Zoroark77: Conspiracy theories? Um, experiments. The chat is all being watched (obviously), and they wanted to see if we'd eat the cookies. Also, the cookies are drugged, and they want to test the drug.

Zoroark77: Wait, what cookies did you guys get? I got chocolate candy cane.

Zoroark77: And Weavile, I'm just going to get this all over with: Pokemon, Doctor Who, Firefly, Angel, BtVS, Dollhouse, MLP: FiM, TV Tropes, xkcd, Owl City, Doctor Horrible's Sing-Along Blog, Disney, Harry Potter, How to Train Your Dragon (books). Happy?

 

Clunk. A water bottle fell from a slot in the wall; I'd check that out later.

Zoroark77: I have water now. I'm going to ignore it; probably drugged.

((Goodnight))

[MasterWeavile898]

Oh, interesting, water. I opened it and drank some. Then I took the lid and used it to scratch my arm. It didn't help much. I went back over to the PC and sat back down.

 

MasterWeavile: Xkcd? Really? I read that from time to time

MasterWeavile: Ditto to the first two

MasterWeavile: Ugh to like the last five

MasyerWeavile: And Hypno, Eridan is clearly the best

MasterWeavile: I'm a bit biased though

MasterWeavile: And no, not happy. Happy is made up

MasterWeavile: Seriously, need pain

MasterWeavile: And I got oatmeal raisin, my favorite

[Techno_Elf]

I raised an eyebrow. I wondered who this "Master" character shipped. Either Eridan with no one, EriFef, or EriSol, I supposed. EriNep was a possibility, but not too likely.

 

hypno.Platypus: I don't know anything in that list except for Pokemon, Doctor Who, MLP: FiM, TV Tropes, Owl City, Disney, Harry Potter, and How to Train Your Dragon (books). But that's quite a bit. But I've heard of them. I haven't watched/read some of them. :I

hypno.Platypus: So who do you ship with Eridan then, Weavile? I ship EriSol. :33

 

I wondered if he/she realized that my font color was Feferi's blood color.

[67596]

Doctor: That or we're just seeing technology not yet released to the public.

Doctor: Either way, I have no explanation as to how we got here or why we're here.

Doctor: Who would want to put two random people into gray rooms with cookies in them and then have them interact with each other via computer?

Doctor: I'm sure there is a reason, but, right know, I can't figure it out.\

 

The thought of the dating sight hadn't crossed my mind, but it popped up at the mention of 'two random people'. It was a crazy idea but maybe this is what some dating sites did. Or they had been kidnapped. These were really too nice of quarters for any regular old kidnappers to be giving them though, right? Maybe this was a CIA thing. I had read about the conspiracies and mind testing years back. The more I thought about it, the more this seemed like a psych test. Maybe the cookies meant something. Maybe it was operant conditioning. Flashes of psychology class whizzed by. Mister Kramer and Mister Keller. I looked to the screen and wondered if I should voice my thought. At least mentioning it would get the idea out there for discussion.

 

ArchiosLukos: This happened after I signed up for a dating site.

 

I hoped that I didn't sound like some desperate ****ty teenager, like she imagined were mostly on those sites. It was the main reason she avoided them.

 

ArchiosLukos: I was bored when I signed up.

ArchiosLukos: Anyway, do you think this could be something from the CIA since everything is so advanced?

[Bacon_Strips]

As I sat down, I was surprised to see a name trying to contact me. I recalled on the events of yesterday, when I had made the surprising and saddening decision. I had promised myself to never join a site like that, making fun of those who did. The whole concept of it all seemed pointless and dry. And yet, after a few sips of berry juice I was somehow convinced. Oh, how I began to long for another taste.

 

I brought my attention back to the text on the screen. I was surprised that someone was able to reach me in my current state. Perhaps, I figured, I wasn't that far away from getting the help I needed. This was my chance. Hopefully Beguiled, as strange a username, would comply.

 

Beguiled \\\ _Arceus64_

Beguiled: Erm, hello.

Beguiled: Oh god. That wasn't the most eloquent of greetings.

Beguiled: Sorry >.< I guess I'm still a little freaked. I'll just...

Beguiled: Stop bothering you now.

 

_Arceus64_: Hey

_Arceus64_: No, no it's okay

_Arceus64_: I need your help

_Arceus64_: Please send help

 

Whoops. I realized I might have scared this "Beguiled" to death. I had to explain myself better.

 

_Arceus64_: Can you contact someone

_Arceus64_: Maybe the authorities?

_Arceus64_: I'm trapped somewhere weird

_Arceus64_: I just woke up here for some reason

_Arceus64_: I can give you some phone numbers if you'd like

Although my parents might have disapproved the idea of giving a total stranger contact information, I needed this badly. Hopefully, if I was lucky, this was my trip out of here. Maybe I could be hope in an hour, and the person who trapped me here would be served some good justice.

Edited December 3, 2013 by Bacon_Strips

[MasterWeavile898]

At least someone wasn't being overly serious. I could talk to this person. Hopefully she, I assumed she was a she since that was what she seemed to be, wouldn't turn out to be some crazy fangirl.

 

MasterWeavile: Eridan<3Feferi

MasterWeavile: Clearly the proper direction to go

MasterWeavile: Maybe Eridan<}<2ollux

[HomeForFlowers]

ArchiosLukos: This happened after I signed up for a dating site.

ArchiosLukos: I was bored when I signed up.

ArchiosLukos: Anyway, do you think this could be something from the CIA since everything is so advanced

 

I had to stop for a moment to process this. Hadn't I signed up for a dating site just a few hours ago? Was this some sort of twisted blind date? I didn't actually mean to find someone. I was just curious about online dating and wanted to see what it was about. I didn't particularly want to be in a relationship. I just wanted to see what other people did on these sort of sites, that's all. At the mention of the CIA, my mind took a different turn. The CIA was more likely, but I highly doubted they would take normal citizens into a room and lock them up. My family had been particularly patriotic, considering they were in both the Revolutionary and Civil War. I didn't have any family members that were particularly bad. (At least, none that I knew of.) I don't think any of them went to jail or is some special agent or something. I can't think of a single good reason as to why we were locked up by the CIA.

 

Doctor: I don't think it's the CIA.

Doctor: Unless one of us did something extremely bad, I don't think they would take us.

Doctor: We're being spied on them constantly. If we did nothing bad, then they have no reason to lock us up.

Doctor: I would say your creepy way of doing blind dates would be more likely, if it didn't make an ounce of sense.

Doctor: I, uh, might of signed up on a dating site too. I wasn't really looking to date anyone, I just wanted to check the place out.

Doctor: To be honest, I feel as though the reason for use being here will be beyond our knowledge until something else happens.

 

I paused for a moment, and then continued.

 

Doctor: By the way, did you get a water bottle? I just got one form the slot.

Doctor: Heh, maybe it is a door of some sort.

 

I looked at the water bottle that I had picked up several moments ago while waiting for my "friend" to respond. It didn't look out of the ordinary. I didn't try it just yet. I wanted to see if my partner had it as well.

[Bacon_Strips]

Waiting for a response, I reflected on my previous messages. I assumed that I would be rescued, sometime and somehow, even though my current situation seemed rather bleak. Had my captor kidnapped me and brought me to a discreet location in the middle of Arizona? Or was I still within my city of Chicago? Perhaps maybe I was not very far from my house, even?

 

In the end, I decided it wasn't important. The government could probably already locate me from my IP address or something. Maybe they were already arriving, hopefully by the news from Beguiled. I would have to meet this person, and shake their hand triumphantly. I would be on the front cover of my local newspaper, the thief's court date on page 2. My school would welcome me as a hero, if they hadn't already welcomed me. For a week or so, I would be surrounded with reporters, all eager to hear me and my achievements of...

 

I was letting my dreams overrun my mind again. I decided I couldn't let that happen as long as I wanted to get out of here. My fingers began tapping the keyboard in anticipation for a reply.

Edited December 3, 2013 by Bacon_Strips

[CrypticAsterisk]

Well, I can't say I've woken up in worse situations than this.

 

For a moment, I sat still, paralyzed by my own fear, thoughts running through my mind at a million miles an hour. Where was I? How did I get here? Was I drugged? Was this just a dream? I sincerely hoped so. What was I doing here? Was I ever going to see my parents again? Was I going to die?

 

I shuddered, trying to shake those thoughts from my head. Pretty difficult, seeing as I always tended to over-complicate things. Stupid active imagination. Anyway, it took a while for me to finally notice that I had been basically sitting idle, enveloped in my own thoughts for a good thirty minutes. Well, I supposed that figured. After all, I was given no medication and a whole lot to think about. So, I finally decided to check out the chat function. I frowned. What? No games? This was gonna be one sucky time, no matter how I sliced it. Scanning through the list of usernames, I finally just eeny-meeny-miny-moe'd it and selected a user, my fingers flying across the keys as I frantically typed my feelings.

 

Drako /// _Arceus64_

 

Drako: Hey.

Drako: I'm freaking out here.

Drako: What's going on?

Drako: And why are there cookies!?

Drako: Not that I mind...

I got up and walked over to the table, snatching several of the cookies to chow down on. What? I've always been a nervous eater, ok?

Edited December 3, 2013 by Drako_tamer

[SoiledLove]

((I'm going to assume that if we know each other in real life, we can recognize the person we're chatting to if they used a name you know they commonly do))

 

Upon waking up, the first thing I noticed was, not the delicious smell of cookies, but the fact that it was cold. I shivered, pouting, and snuggled deeper into the sheets before suddenly realizing that this was weird. It didn't feel like my bed. I sat up, yawning and shaking sleep from my eyes. I looked around and my eyes widened. The ...? The next thing I noticed was that I didn't recognize the place. I looked around, wondering how I got here before boredom won out and I explored the room. Eventually, I got bored of that, too, after realizing I couldn't get out, and I had a 'should I panic?' session in my head. Eventually, I decided that panicking wasn't worth it if there was no one around to see me. I looked to the computer (Entertainment! Yay!) and sat down in front of it. There was some sort of chat thingy. I began to think of a name. Something random to go with the situation. Shrugging, I decided on 'Pro315'. Suddenly, I was assulted by the smell of... cookies!!! Abandoning the computer after hitting enter, I finally realized that there was a plate of cookies! I forgot about the chat thing momentarily and ate some cookies. After finishing the entire plate, I felt kind of disappointed that there wasn't more, as well as thirty from eating, when there was a thunk and I blinked, looking around for the source of the noise. It was a bottle of water. Picking it up, I went back over to the computer, not caring about where it came from.

 

Oh. Someone, or someones, was chatting with me. My eyes landed on the user 'hypno . platypus' that was previously talking about Chinese and death. My mind blanked out for a moment before beginning to type.

 

Pro315: HYPNO!? HYPNO?!

Pro315: What the-?!

Pro315: Could you be... TE? Techno? Viv? Whatever?

 

I paused, reading over the last few lines of their chat before asking:

 

Pro315: Ooh~! Goodie!

Pro315: We talking about shippings/pairings?

Pro315: Too bad I never continued with Homestuck

Pro315: So, I'm lost

Edited December 3, 2013 by SoiledLove

[67596]

Doctor: I don't think it's the CIA.

Doctor: Unless one of us did something extremely bad, I don't think they would take us.

Doctor: We're being spied on them constantly. If we did nothing bad, then they have no reason to lock us up.

Doctor: I would say your creepy way of doing blind dates would be more likely, if it didn't make an ounce of sense.

Doctor: I, uh, might of signed up on a dating site too. I wasn't really looking to date anyone, I just wanted to check the place out.

Doctor: To be honest, I feel as though the reason for use being here will be beyond our knowledge until something else happens.

 

If this was some sort of blind date then that meant that my family was in on it right? On reality shows likes this they usually had the family helping them scheme about what to do. Would my own flesh and blood really approve of this sort of thing? They should have no idea how I would react. That and knowing them they probably thought I shouldn't even be on dating sites. Mom would know that I would completely freak about school and Zermonth would be suspicious of the whole thing. That is, unless he hadn't been consulted, which was probably the case. I sighed and rubbed my temples.

 

Doctor: By the way, did you get a water bottle? I just got one form the slot.

Doctor: Heh, maybe it is a door of some sort.

 

I hadn't even heard the clunk of something dropping into the room. Too distracted. I scooted my chair over and picked up the bottle anyway. Just your typical sort of thing. I set it next to the untouched plate of cookies. I always worried about my weight. I always worried that if I didn't eat that it was because of the anorexic disorder I didn't know I had. For that reason I took one of the cookies and hovered it near my mouth. I didn't feel like chocolate and soft dough right now. But I did feel like water. I set the cookie down without taking a bite and opened the water. Again, I was inclined to trust it.

 

ArchiosLukos: Yeah, there's water over here.

ArchiosLukos: Guess I didn't notice it before..

ArchiosLukos: You make my theories seem pretty farfetched

ArchiosLukos: Not that they're realistic

ArchiosLukos: or anything.

 

I stared at the plate of cookies. They were making me feel like I was starving. I was practically choking on the feeling. My stomach gurgled in a way I took as pleadingly. So maybe they weren't so bad. I opened the waterbottle and started simultaneously tearing off bits of cookie and washing it down. With a bit of water all that dry taste wasn't as strong. Actually, the cookies were moist and soft, just how I liked them. I stuck another biscuit in my mouth before typing. The food made me feel a bit better.

 

ArchiosLukos: I don't think they're poisoned, and if they are you'll find out from me in a few minutes. So if you're hungry you should eat.

[Bacon_Strips]

My wait for Beguiled was suddenly interrupted by another person trying to message me. I nearly froze in shock as I read the text on the screen, my eyes widening in fear and my bare feet shaking uncontrollably. How could this person be describing the situation I was in? That was impossible. Unless, of course, his reality was my reality.

 

"Oh my god..." I muttered, realizing that this development could mean something major. Who else was kidnapped after all?! Unless this was some surprise game show, and with it I was not a lucky contestant, I feared for the lives of everyone near and dear to me.

 

Drako /// _Arceus64_

 

Drako: Hey.

Drako: I'm freaking out here.

Drako: What's going on?

Drako: And why are there cookies!?

Drako: Not that I mind...

_Arceus64_: Oh no

_Arceus64_: Is it you too?

_Arceus64_: I'm trapped in a room with cookies

_Arceus64_: I thought I was the only one

_Arceus64_: This is bad

 

More and more I prayed for my life that Beguiled would get us out of here. I held on to the little hope I had, blindly convincing myself that all would be fine. That's when I noticed the water bottle. It hadn't been there before, had it? I got up and examined it closely, seeing if I could find a possible solvent diffusing in the water. If I did, I was sure someone was trying to kill me, which meant eating the cookies was a foolish idea. But I was hungry...

 

I didn't find anything wrong with the water. Opening the cap, I sniffed the air to make sure it didn't leave an odor. Then, without regard for my safety, I recklessly took a sip. Still, I could find nothing wrong. However, if I did die, I assumed full responsibility for it. At least I wouldn't have to show for 7:50 Biology class anymore.

Edited December 3, 2013 by Bacon_Strips

[Kiran]

A few more things clicked into my head.

Zoroark77: Oh, and the Iron Man movies, The Avengers, etc. and Avatar: TLA.

Zoroark77: Wait. You don't like Disney? Congratulations for being the first person I've met to not like Disney.

Zoroark77: Sorry. I'd love to talk about Disney and such, but that's pretty irrelevant right now.

Zoroark77: Have I said 'irrelevant' too many times? I didn't mean to. But I don't have a thesaurus, and I can't think of any words that mean 'irrelevant' right now, even though I probably should be able to.

 

I paused for a second and reread what I'd posted.

 

Zoroark77: Crap, I think I'm panicking a bit.

Pro315: HYPNO!? HYPNO?!

Pro315: What the-?!

Pro315: Could you be... TE? Techno? Viv? Whatever?

Oh, yay. Pro was posting. Maybe he or she would be able to pay attention.

Zoroark77: Um, we're all trapped in small gray rooms with cookies that may or may not be drugged. MasterWeavile's going completely off of the 'We've been kidnapped' topic. Oh, and apparently he got his favorite kind of cookies, and so did I. Did you? How did they get our favorite cookies?

 

Well, that went from an update to a question. Oh, well.

Edited December 3, 2013 by Backup77

[CrypticAsterisk]

The flickering of the screen caught my eye, drawing me back over to my chair. Setting the other cookies down in the free space next to the monitor, my eyes scanned through the new responses. "Alright, Arceus," I thought, sticking another cookie in between my teeth. "Let's see what you got."

 

_Arceus64_: Oh no

_Arceus64_: Is it you too?

_Arceus64_: I'm trapped in a room with cookies

_Arceus64_: I thought I was the only one

_Arceus64_: This is bad

 

Now that raised alarm bells for me. There were other people in my situation? I supposed it didn't come as a surprise to me, but still very unsettling nonetheless. After all, we were all thrown into this chatroom together. And these usernames... None of them seemed very familiar. I wondered if any of my online friends had been captured, but soon managed to wrangle my attention long enough to type up a response.

 

Drako: Oh geez, you too?

Drako: Great.

Drako: Juuuuuust great.

Drako: By any chance, are they macadamia nut?

Drako: 'Cause these are delicious.

[SoiledLove]

Zoroark77: Um, we're all trapped in small gray rooms with cookies that may or may not be drugged. MasterWeavile's going completely off of the 'We've been kidnapped' topic. Oh, and apparently he got his favorite kind of cookies, and so did I. Did you? How did they get our favorite cookies?

 

I tilted my head to the side. Drugged? Huh. I never thought about that. Oh well, who cares?

 

Pro315: ...

Pro315: Same here, I got double chocolate chip.

Pro315: Yum. I ate them.

Pro315: I'm absolutely fine

Pro315: No... wait...

Pro315: *chokes* Oh no, I'm dying! HELP ME!!!

Pro315: *is dead*

Pro315: ... Overall, I think those cookies are clean.

 

I smiled at my writings, wondering why I just typed what I typed.

[Bacon_Strips]

Drako: Oh geez, you too?

Drako: Great.

Drako: Juuuuuust great.

Drako: By any chance, are they macadamia nut?

Drako: 'Cause these are delicious.

 

So now we were focusing on cookies rather than survival? Fine, I decided. I went along.

 

_Arceus64_: No they aren't

_Arceus64_: They are snickerdoodle, actually

_Arceus64_: I have no idea how whoever is trapping me knows my favorite cookie

_Arceus64_: Do you happen to have a phone?

_Arceus64_: I've lost everything important it seems

Taking another sip of the hopefully uncontaminated water, I noticed what I was wearing was not what I had on when I went to sleep. I shook my head in disgust at the idea of someone possibly...or maybe it was a robot. Hopefully a robot. At least that would explain the situation I was in.

 

The robotic apocalypse never crossed my mind before. Maybe this computer would start moving and shoot lazers at me. It seemed just about everything in this room could kill me.

Edited December 3, 2013 by Bacon_Strips

[CrypticAsterisk]

Ok, maybe that was a bit too ADD of me. We were both trapped in rooms with (I assumed) gray walls, a computer and cookies and I was fixated on the cookies. What about the possibility of this becoming a freaking Saw movie? I was sure that, the next thing I knew, freaking Jigsaw was gonna show up and say "I want to play a game." I hadn't seen any of the Saw movies, but I saw a few trailers. The key-behind-the-eye one in particular freaked me out the most. What if the only way outta here was behind my eyeball?

 

Shuddering, I focused on a reply.

 

_Arceus64_: No they aren't

_Arceus64_: They are snickerdoodle, actually

_Arceus64_: I have no idea how whoever is trapping me knows my favorite cookie

_Arceus64_: Do you happen to have a phone?

_Arceus64_: I've lost everything important it seems

 

Crap. I patted my sides, cursing aloud when I felt nothing there. I had fallen asleep with a knife clipped on my side the night before, where was it now. Infuriated, I began to type.

 

Drako: Crap!

Drako: Those ***s took my pocketknife!

Drako: Now how am I gonna defend myself?

Drako: I mean, I know some karate, but I'm not that good!

Drako: *flails*

Drako: I CAN'T STAB A MAN WITH A COOKIE.

[Ayesthine]

By the time the screen flashed with someone's message, I had already wrapped myself in the thing blanket from my bed. My arms and hands were shaking in the cold, and my thin freckled skin was mottled with goosebumps. I stumbled over to the chair with the blanket dragging behind me. Arceus had responded to my greeting, surprisingly. I had been expecting them to just leave. I read through the golden yellow text in seconds. My expression quickly darkened. I raised a trembling hand to my mouth, shock and surprise stealing over me.

 

 

Beguiled: Oh god no

Beguiled: Please, please tell me you're kidding

 

 

I wrapped the blanket closer around my face, squeezing my eyes tight against the glare of the screen.

This has to be some sick, twisted joke.

A clank from the slot in the wall rattled my fragile composure, and I shrieked. A water bottle tumbled to the ground, the plastic clattering against the concrete.

Really really twisted.

 

 

Beguiled: I'm trapped too

Beguiled: In a concrete room

Beguiled: All I have is some cookies and, apparently, a bottle of water

Beguiled: Wait

 

 

I stopped typing. It probably wasn't best to give this out right away. I had planned on maybe chatting for a little while, maybe see if they were the kind of person to believe me. I shook my head. This had to be a joke.

 

 

Beguiled: Is this the person who put me here?

Beguiled: If it is, sincerely you

Beguiled: Let me go home.

Beguiled: It's not funny, it's rude and probably like ten degrees of illegal

 

 

It crossed my mind that I probably shouldn't scare them away. There was no guarantee that we were in the same situation.

 

 

Beguiled: If it isn't, I think we both need help.

 

 

I stared at the water, the bed, the cold gray floor. Home seemed pretty great right about now.

 

 

Beguiled: Serious help.

Edited December 3, 2013 by Ayesthine

[MasterWeavile898]

This Pro315 person was funny. I giggled a bit at their "death", but overall I was still sort of angry. At least hypno knew about some interesting things.

 

MasterWeavile: My dad is a Disney fanatic

MasterWeavile: It kind of gets tiring after a while

MasterWeavile: I'm tired of it

 

I was unsure how Zoroark would react to the next bit, but that didn't stop me from charging forward.

 

MasterWeavile: Hey Pro, since you're dead, can I torment your soul for sustenance? >:]

MasterWeavile: I don't even want Zorry's, far to panicky

[Kiran]

I rolled my eyes at Pro's 'death'. Against my will, I started to giggle; it would have been funny if it weren't for the circumstances. As it was, I wasn't going to take any chances with the cookies. I picked up the plate (they smelled so good) and dumped the cookies through the slot that the water had come through. Once the cookies were gone, I had an idea. I dropped the plate to the ground, and it shattered with a large crash. One of the shards was long and sharp enough to use as a knife, should I need to use it in self defense. Normally, I was against violence- the thought of killing anything for fun made me feel sick- but it would be good to have a weapon. To keep my hand from being slashed open, I used the blade to cut off a strip of my shirt. I wrapped the cloth strip around the base of the handle, and set the blade on the table by the computer.

 

MasterWeavile: Hey Pro, since you're dead, can I torment your soul for sustenance? >:]

MasterWeavile: I don't even want Zorry's, far to panicky

 

'Zorry'? I sighed. It wasn't worth commenting on. But was I being panicky? Panic was bad. I knew that. They always tell you, 'Don't panic'.

 

Zoroark77: Yes, because being worried about possibly becoming a sex slave or dieing horribly is 'panicky'.

Zoroark77: Sorry. I'm not trying to be rude. I usually try not to be rude.

Edited December 7, 2013 by Backup77

[Techno_Elf]

I glanced at the bottle of water.

 

hypno.Platypus: I wonder what would happen if I dumped the water on the computer.

hypno.Platypus: Well, here I go.

hypno.Platypus: Obviously it's going to short out. But then I'll lose contact.

hypno.Platypus: Bye, guys.

 

I opened the bottle and the monitor. Staring at the inner workings of the computer, I hesitated. I didn't want to lose contact with the others. We had to make a plan, after all. I clenched the bottle, spraying water all over myself. Figures.

 

hypno.Platypus: Well, that was a bad idea. I'm back, guys.

hypno.Platypus: And freshly electrocuted.

hypno.Platypus: Not.

hypno.Platypus: Although I bet it would ruin the plans of whoever put us here if I died.

hypno.Platypus: Huh.

hypno.Platypus: Hey, you guys notice that little slot? Like, where the water bottle came from? I wonder what would happen if we threw a cookie out there. I have about four left.

Edited December 4, 2013 by Techno_Elf

[Bacon_Strips]

Ignoring Drako's utter nonsense, I focused on the new messages from Beguiled.

 

Beguiled: Oh god no

Beguiled: Please, please tell me you're kidding

Beguiled: I'm trapped too

Beguiled: In a concrete room

Beguiled: All I have is some cookies and, apparently, a bottle of water

 

As my eyes slowly observed the text, I grew even more concerned about an escape. Were all of the members in this chat site trapped? Was this some sort of cruel communication program before all of our deaths? I could not ponder it any longer, as my mind went from shocked to downright furious.

 

Beguiled: Wait

Beguiled: Is this the person who put me here?

Beguiled: If it is, sincerely you

Beguiled: Let me go home.

Beguiled: It's not funny, it's rude and probably like ten degrees of illegal

 

I smashed my wrist down on the table in anger. It made a loud and unpleasant sound, but I had no reason to worry about disturbing someone. This person was accusing me! This person was blaming me for their predicament! I felt like screaming at the screen, screaming that I had done nothing wrong and that they should shut the up. My hands went to the keyboard, ready to whip up one of my extremely scathing rants, when my eyes stopped me from making such a critical decision.

 

Beguiled: If it isn't, I think we both need help.

Beguiled: Serious help.

 

I let out a sigh of relief knowing that they was considering another option. Although I was not still over it, I decided not to yell at them. It was necessary to be allies with everyone for survival. Before I typed a response, I remembered that two different people were now messaging me. I decided it would be best to merge our interactions.

 

_Arceus64_ \\\ Beguiled

_Arceus64_ \\\ Drako

 

_Arceus64_: Beguiled, I'm trapped too

_Arceus64_: Stop accusing me of anything

_Arceus64_: I did nothing wrong

_Arceus64_: Anyways, we all need to find a way to escape

_Arceus64_: Nothing stands out in my room

_Arceus64_: Is there anything in your rooms that might be of use?

_Arceus64_: We need to work together

 

We need to work together...what was I thinking? These people could be anyone. It wasn't the fifth grade again, I needed to stop expecting so much from total strangers.

Edited December 3, 2013 by Bacon_Strips