The Asylum RP (DEAD)
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"Oh, um, I haven't got any idea. I was going to visit the Art department but I don't think I'll do that today. Let's see..." Victoria thought, wtching Marcus a little with a laugh while she mapped out the Asylum in her mind.
Marcus is in his dog form and you don't know who he is, by guys.
"He was tired earlier. I hope he sleeps well." Victoria said, standing and giving a stretch before watching Marcus run off.
"Hello...Sedrick was it? We met yesterday."
"Hello...Sedrick was it? We met yesterday."
"Squash? I haven't played that in years. Might have to take that offer up." Victoria nodded, starting off towards the gym.
Tim tossed and turned in his bed, he was sweating profusly. He was dreaming. Within his head he was remembering those minutes before he hit the beach at Iwo, the salt in the air, the moister on his face, it didn't feel like he would be in the thick of battle soon. He was wrong, as soon as the ramp droped bullets started flying. His dream seemed to skip, like an old record player. His mind stopped just before he entered the bunker. The had just lost thier seargent, and Tim had to do something, so he went in. What happened next still huants Tim, to this day. He droped in the hole, a japenese troop turned and fired, it struck Tim in the midsection, he simply poked his fingers in the wound, pulled out and licked them clean, his eyes grew a bright red. The faces of the japanese troops in his mind, horrorfied him, he woke up, screaming. Nooooooo! He thought, he was back in his own cell, his bed was soaked in sweat. Only a dream. Tim thought as he cought his breath. Only a dream. He got out of bed, wearing nothing but his boxers, it didn't bother him, he was in long enough, he could care less. He started duing pull ups on a bar fastened to his cell cieling. 1... 2... 3... He thought as he worked out to the guitar wailing of Slayers' "Raining Blood"...