"Sure!" Scarlet jumped and bounced energetically onto the couch.
"Let's watch it." Abigail nodded, switching to the movie . The library was painted in the colors of the movie. Abigail watched the movie for alittle before standing up. "I'll head to the cafeteria to see if they have any snacks." Abigail got up and walked out.
Scarlet's eyes followed the girl that left without moving her head, just her eyes. She blinked and then refocused on the TV.
Nightmare sat there, like it materialized from nowhere. It was made up of shadow, darkness in a dark corner. It was 8'5, towering over everything. It had a black cloak on and a black hood over its head, showing nothing. It just sat there, like it belonged, somehow . . . its presence was dark, dangerous, and unknown. It was not a safe place with it around.
Abigail Welsh wrote:
"Let's watch it." Abigail nodded, switching to the movie . The library was painted in the colors of the movie. Abigail watched the movie for alittle before standing up. "I'll head to the cafeteria to see if they have any snacks." Abigail got up and walked out.
Max: hay I’ll come with you * he said getting up but then noticing literal death himself * max: um who are you?
"Dude, I love robots so much." She smiled and sat down, making herself comfortable. Then, she saw Nightmare in the corner of her eye, but didn't do anything. Just overanalyzing it and having crazy thoughts like oh am I about to get abducted into another universe or something? honestly I'd take it over this one, I hate life
Max: it’s only one of the greatest movies ever and half of it has no talking! * he chuckled doing the same next to her *
"I wish I was a robot." She nodded.
Max: what like a cyborg or like C-3PO
Culebra sat there on the couch, covered in darkness. She wasn't human. She eyed them with a faceless face. She tilted her head while watching the movie.
"Like full robot. Killing machine. No flesh or anything like that. I wanna be built like Soundwave from Transformers Prime, if you know what I mean. Yeah no, I want to be a Transformer. Freakin'. Make me a giant robot that fights in a millions year war."
She stretched out her arms in a motion, trying to show Max what she meant by built like Soundwave.
She stretched out her arms in a motion, trying to show Max what she meant by built like Soundwave.
The faceless silhouette of a young, little girl, looked at the other girl next to the boy. It tilted its head.
Kaitlyn Hyde wrote:
"Like full robot. Killing machine. No flesh or anything like that. I wanna be built like Soundwave from Transformers Prime, if you know what I mean. Yeah no, I want to be a Transformer. Freakin'. Make me a giant robot that fights in a millions year war."
She stretched out her arms in a motion, trying to show Max what she meant by built like Soundwave.
She stretched out her arms in a motion, trying to show Max what she meant by built like Soundwave.
* max laughed a little * max: what about terminator or robo cop those are kick a robots * max: i need your boots your clothes and your motorcycle * he said trying his best to sound like Arnold *
The silhouette tilted its head, listening from afar.
"It's strange how you mortals communicate" The Silhouettes voice came from everywhere, not from the entity, it came from the walls, sounding not female nor male.
She ignored the weird immortal being or whatever they were. "No. Too human. I want none of that."
Benjamin was standing in the kitchen of the building making tacos. He was calm, standing there cooking in a royal uniform. He was a Duke. His presence was calming, but disciplined. "Oh. Who are you?" He asked with a calm and very deep voice.
Abigail was surprised to see someone in kitchen. She had perhaps seen him around once or twice. Abigail offered a shy wave. "Hi there. My name's Abigail, I'm a teachers aid. We were watching movies upstairs. Did you want to join us? Ah w-well maybe after you help us fond snacks? Is that okay?"
"I wouldn't mind, Ma'am." He bowed his head in greeting, a razor-sharp cutting knife in his right hand as he continued making the tacos, cutting them into slices. He was calm, focused with the knife, cutting the slices with elegant ease.
Abigail would patiently wait beside the man...somewhat unable to shake the feeling that he was a bit eccentric, to say the least. "Who are you, mister? Do you work at this place? You look too fancy."
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