trapped in a box

[maliceaforesock]

Trapped In A Box Together Meme



You're not sure how, you're not sure why, but suddenly you're in a box. What's worse, is that there's another person with you making quarters less than perfect.

Rules:
①: Comment with your character | series | Preferences if any
②: Reply to others as if you're trapped in an tightly sealed non-open-able box that is rather cramped. Feel free to add more than two people to a box
③: Every now and then, the box will shift and roll to one side furthering awkward times
④: Play nice - Doesn't have to be shippy
⑤: Eventually you'll get out of the box but usually after you stop struggling

Comments

[ragingrainbows]

[ he's actually curious how long this motherfucker can go without speaking. don't expect him to break the silence. he'll just be staring with those eyes that have a faint glow to them even without that weird purple light that might've been there.

being able to see in the dark comes in handy when you're staring like a motherfucking creep. ]

[local_sexpert]

[He can feel those eyes, thanks. He frowns, looking back up toward that glow. Creepy... But, no, it isn't smart to challenge someone like him.

So he waits for several minutes, laying his head back and unwittingly just exposing his throat to the guy who claims to love killing. Casey isn't a smart cookie at the best of times.]

[ragingrainbows]

[ well, when it's offered so nicely ]

heh.

[ that small sound is the only warning before his hand moves faster for normal eyesight to catch, scraping a claw right under casey's collarbone. just enough to see just what kind of blood he's got goin' under that skin and if it'd be worth a shit for paint. any cloth that got snagged probably ended up ripping like tissue, whoops.

at least it's nothing more than a slight surface wound. worse than a cat scratch but at least his throat wasn't ripped out. yet. but the highblood might have pressed a little too hard on accident, who the fuck knows ]

[local_sexpert]

[He gasps, sitting up to clutch his hand over the scratch. He tugs his hand away, frowning, looking down at the red that matches The Sufferer's blood so closely. Then his gaze goes back up to meet the big man's eyes.]

Wh-what--?

[He tries to scramble back, only succeeding in pressing himself further against the Highblood's thigh.]

[ragingrainbows]

[ the scrambling is ignored as he stares at some of the blood that wiped off on his hand in the process. even with the low light, he can tell it's brighter than rust. which means one thing.

no one's around but this stupid motherfucker, so highblood's got no fucks to give as he licks the blood off his claws a little before smearing the rest on the side of the box.

he stares at the stain that, sadly, does not hold it's color as well as troll blood does. damn. to make up for it, his claw goes to his own arm next, only a lot motherfucking deeper. there's blood dripping down into his hair by his side but it doesn't look like he gives much of a fuck beyond smearing the purple liquid over the disgusting mark of disappointing candy red. ]

[local_sexpert]

[Casey watches in confusion, eyeing the purple blood with trepidation souring his stomach.]

...?

[He's not a bright guy, but he can tell that something meaningful has just happened, and so he stays quiet for now.]

[ragingrainbows]

[ a few more moments of silence drag on before the highblood decides he's bored as fuck again. he shifts, so subtly that if you weren't sitting on him, you probably wouldn't even notice. but that tiny shift is all it takes for a painfully loud blaring noise to break through the silence. ]

HONK

[ who the fuck would leave home without at least one horn hidden somewhere? ]

oH MY GOD XD

[local_sexpert]

[Casey nearly jumps out of his skin, already on edge because he's apparently in a box with a giant psychopath.]

The fuck was that?!

it was inevitable

[ragingrainbows]

[ nope, he's laughing his motherfucking ass off this time. better find something to hold onto. ]

thank you for torturing my idiot.

[local_sexpert]

[Nothing, there's nothing to hold onto except the fucking tree trunk that serves as a torso beneath him, so that's what he clings to.

Which is not his best choice, considering.]

that's what he's here for.

[ragingrainbows]

[ give him a few minutes and he'll settle down.

and when he does he's still not talking. but this time, there's a massive fucking shark grin to go with that stare to show just how pleased with himself he is. good news, he's back in a decent mood. ]

[local_sexpert]

[Well, that's a relief. Casey's basically just waiting to get killed at this point, and super not looking forward to it. He sits back up, finger-combing his hair out of his face with a little huff.]