《Picture Day (Inanimate Insanity AU)》Silence
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(Sorry for accidentally posting this earlier, I had to remove it because it wasn't finished and i accidentally published it. But it's finished now!)
Fan's POV:
Day 10.
It's been 10 days since we first arrived here. Everyone has had a procedure or experiment done on them so far. I think that Pickle's was the least horrible.
OJ seems out of it now and he mostly sits in the corner of his box and mumbles incoherent things to himself. Ive also noticed that his juice seems to be tinted kind of pinkish red... wonder what that's about.
Soap, surprisingly, has gotten over her fear of everything being dirty due to the fact that she's been sleeping on the floor every night. She had the pump on her head broken off and it looks like it might become infected.
I was locked in a room for five hours with that loud buzzing sound going the entire time. I cant stand loud noises now.
Apple and Pickle both had the same thing done to them, they both had some kind of surgery done on their brain, except Apple died at one point during the procedure.
Balloon, Knife, and YinYang just had some kind of punishment. Balloon had his arm cut off, YinYang was stabbed multiple times, and I'm guessing Knife almost drowned somehow.
Cobs has been delaying Mic's punishment. I think he's trying to scare her and make her anxious for it.
And Lightbulb. Im concerned for her. She hasn't spoken a word since Paintbrush died a couple days ago. She just stares at the floor, sometimes starts crying at random times, but doesn't speak. There were multiple occasions where Balloon tried to start a conversation with her to cheer her up, but she didn't even crack a smile.
I hope she's ok...
I glance over at Balloon. He's better now. He was sick for a while but he got over it. He still has a bit of a cough, but he seems a lot better.
"Hey Balloon." I mumble quietly. Everything was silent, so I mumbled the sentence so I didnt break the silence. Balloon turned to look at me.
"Hey Fan, you good?" Balloon responds.
"Yeah I'm alright, heard anything from Lightbulb?" I asked. Balloon shook his head sadly and I sighed.
I looked at Lightbulb, who was just sitting there staring at the floor.
She used to be so happy all the time, even in the worst situations, and even when she was upset it wouldn't be super bad. I missed the happy Lightbulb I once knew.
And to make it worse, she wont eat anything. Cobs has been giving us food and water, and even though I dont trust the food very much, I eat it anyway because it's better than nothing. I've got nothing to lose anyway. But Lightbulb doesn't even attempt to eat anything. It worries me.
Then I heard that familiar buzzing noise that was used to wake us up. Everyone had gotten up early today. I involuntarily screamed and covered my ears. It was a little embarrassing to be so scared of loud noises, but I was pretty traumatized.
Cobs walked into the room. I wasn't really scared of him anymore because I was so used to seeing him, but I still hated him.
I can't believe I used to look up to him. I admired him. But now I feel nothing but hatred for that man.
Cobs hasn't tried to punish Lightbulb at all after she stood up to him a couple days ago. He's probably just using Paintbrush's death as her punishment.
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There's still a small blood stain where Paintbrush was killed. I could still see the horrified look on their face when Cobs first came up behind them.
Now I'm just making myself sad...
I decided to try and take my mind off of Paintbrush.
I looked at Cobs. He surprisingly didn't say anything, just walked in and opened Mic's box.
I guess it's her turn...
Cobs grabbed her arm and dragged her out, not saying a word.
I was honestly kind of confused. Normally Cobs would come in and start saying something, I didn't usually hear what he said because I would tune it out, but today he just came in and then left without saying a word.
What's up with him?
I decided to just shrug it off.
After a while, Mic came back in. She didnt look any different though. "You good Mic?" Soap asked. Mic opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out.
Huh?
Mic frowned and Soap looked confused.
Soap's eyes then went wide. "Did he make you mute?!" She exclaimed. Mic sadly nodded a little.
Mic, the person everyone knows as the loud one, was now mute? How?
I just stared, not having anything to say about the situation.
This must be pretty hard for her.
Maybe we should make a plan... I'm tired of watching everyone suffer here...
That's when I remembered the acid. The acid that Cobs had spilled on his arm that one time.
I could use it to my advantage.
The next time Cobs takes me to do a procedure, I can grab it.
He had taken Apple out again to do another procedure earlier, and I knew Lightbulb would be next.
He's doing it in order.
I just need to wait... If I time this right...
We might have a chance of escaping.
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Test Tube's POV:
Today is the day I go out with my plan.
Today is a Saturday. Not many teachers will be at the school, so it shouldn't be too hard to get around. The doors might be locked, but thankfully I know how to pick locks.
Thanks for showing me about the internet Fan.
I've been staying the night at a hotel lately. It was too dangerous to go back to my house, especially since it was broken into the other day.
I got up out of the bed and grabbed some materials I had set out.
I picked up a little bag and put the items in it.
I began to walk to the school, and after a while, I finally got there. I went around to the back.
Golly... This is extremely illegal... but I'm pretty sure kidnapping and torture is worse.
I took out my horribly made lock pick and began to try and open the door.
After a while of trying and failing to open the door, I finally heard a click.
Yes!
I opened the door slowly. Nobody was in the room.
The lights were off and I could tell by all of the trays, ovens, and other things like that, that I was in the kitchen.
I quietly shut the door behind me, making sure to keep it unlocked in case I needed to make a quick escape.
I then left the kitchen and walked out into the lunchroom. Everything was quiet and most of the lights were off except for the ones in the front office, which I could see from the lunchroom.
I'm gonna look around for a bit, see if I can find any evidence to turn in to the police.
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I tried to stay as hidden as possible, staying in the shadows to avoid being seen. Eventually I made it to the gym.
The place where it all happened.
I searched around the gym and noticed that the camera's were broken on the floor. Only one was standing up.
What happened here?
I walked over and examined the cameras.
I then pulled my phone out of my bag, and took a couple pictures just in case I needed them.
I then heard talking close to the gym doors. I rushed to hide somewhere and found a closet. I entered the closet and noticed there were a couple metal baseball bats in it. I grabbed one and held it up.
From underneath the door, I saw the gym lights turn on.
"Did you hear something?" I hear someone say. The other person responds with a "yeah I thought I did."
Shoot-
My hear was pounding and I gripped the bat tighter, prepared for them to open the door, but they didn't. After a while they both just left and shut off the light.
I hesitantly opened the door and looked around. Nobody was there. I sighed with relief and stepped out of the closet.
I still had the bat gripped tightly in my hands and I had my little bag on my shoulder.
Might as well keep this bat with me.
Thats when I saw a red light shine from behind me. I stopped in my tracks. There was a large red X on the wall in front of me.
I whipped around and there stood a large MePhone. It seemed slightly bigger than the other ones, It didnt have a face though, just a big red X in it's place.
We stared at eachother for a while when suddenly the MePhone ran at me and tried to grab me.
I ran to the side and the MePhone stumbled for a bit before turning in my direction. I saw what looked like electricity emmiting from its hands- or- claws. It charged at me again.
I swung my bat at it but it only left a small crack in its screen.
Suddenly I felt a jolt of electricity rush through my body. I fell to the floor in pain and dropped the bat.
I tried to get up but my whole body ached. I reached for the bat shakily and it shocked me a bit when I grabbed it, but I fought through the pain.
I tried again to get to my feet but then the MePhone picked me up around the neck and held me to the wall.
I struggled to keep the bat in my hands but it slipped out. I felt lightheaded and noticed something wet on my hand. I felt where it had came from and there was a large crack on the right side of my head, some of the liquid inside seeping through.
I struggled to free myself and the MePhone was about to shock me again, but I had managed to get the bat with my foot and pick it up with both of my feet. I brought it to my hands and swung as hard as I could.
I hit the MePhone's arm and it completely severed it.
I dropped to the floor but quickly got up again and picked up the bat. What was left of the MePhone's arm had little sparks of electricity coming from it and I could hear it sparking. I only now realized that the arms were robotic looking.
I sprinted as fast as I could back to the entrance to the kitchen but the door eas locked from the other side.
NO!
I turned around to see the MePhone walking up behind me. I ran to the side but the MePhone somehow extended its arm and blocked my path.
I was cornered.
I gripped my bat tightly prepared to strike another blow. I was breathing heavily and my heart was pounding.
What do I do what do I do?! I dont stand a chance against that thing!
Suddenly, I heard a loud crack and the MePhone fell to the side. Another crack formed in its screen and the screen flashed for a bit before the MePhone powered off completely.
Huh???
I saw a blue light standing behind the MePhone. It looked like another MePhone. But the only MePhone I know with a blue screen was... MePhone4.
I was correct. It was in fact MePhone4. He ran up to me, stepping over the other MePhone.
"Are you ok???" He asked, examining me to make sure I was ok. I nodded. "That doesn't look too good." He said looking at the large crack in the side of my head.
"I-I'm sure it's fine!" I stuttered. It probably wasn't fine judging by the fact that my vision was blurry and i was extremely lightheaded, but that didnt matter right now.
What confused me though was why MePhone4 was helping me and why he was even here. I thought he was killed!
MePhone4 didn't really seem to care that much about anyone but himself so it confused me when he came to see if i was ok.
"Let's go before that thing gets up again. It wont stay down for long." MePhone4 said before grabbing my wrist and running to the nearest exit.
He still had a key from before he dissapeared so he was able to unlock it easily. He then locked it again when he left so he could slow down the MePhone in case it woke up.
"What was that thing?!" I exclaimed, my heart still feeling like it was going to explode out of my chest. My throat burned from running so much and I could barely breathe.
"That's MePhoneX. I don't know why Cobs created it, but it wasn't for something good, thats for sure."
MePhoneX huh?
I rubbed my side. I just noticed that my glass was a bit blackened from getting shocked there.
"Why are you helping me?" I asked. MePhone turned and looked at me.
"Well if someone was dying or getting kidnapped would just watch it happen and not do anything?" He said in a sort of annoyed tone.
"Well- yeah I would try and help but I just thought-" MePhone4 cut me off. "You thought I only cared about myself right? Well, I guess that's partially true, gonna admit that, but I wont just sit by and watch people get kidnapped by some maniac."
He mumbled something after saying that. I dont know what, but it probably had something to do with Cobs. I decided to just ignore it.
"Cmon, I've got a friend helping me out with this. You'd probably like him. His name is MePad."
MePad? Never heard of him. I can tell he was made by Cobs though because he had "Me" in his name.
"Ok, um by the way... thanks for helping me MePhone4." I said with a small smile on my face.
"No problem, and by the way, just call me MePhone."
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