Camp Freak [An original RP]

[Rosie 3]

"I got your blade pretty mucky," he said miserably, feeling the sting as his wound started to heal.

[RoxSox 3,593]

"Meh, its had worse substances on it..." he said, joking.

[Rosie 3]

"I'd get it clean pretty soon..." he smiled weakly. "My blood isn't so friendly."

[RoxSox 3,593]

"... It's not gonna fly at me again, is it?" he asked, a scared-ish look on his face.

"That stuff hurt like a bitc*

[Tricia-chan 42]

The White Rabbit was sitting by Zack's side, making sure that he was alright. After a moment, her ear twitched as she thought of something. "Hey, Zane! Do you still have my sketch book?"

[Rosie 3]

"I don't know," he admitted, smile widening a little seeing Aaron's expression. "I'm not controlling it, so it really could do anything once it starts to dry out." He heard the White Rabbit, and groaned. "I hid it in our shadow. Mine and Zack's, I mean. But... I don't think I can..." he winced, and shook his head. "...get it out without him."

[Tricia-chan 42]

The White Rabbit's head tilted to the side, confused by Zane's explanation.

 

(( WR needs a name. I'm getting tiredly lazy of typing out "the White Rabbit". xDD ))

[Rosie 3]

Zack groaned, breathing turning harsh and heavy, subconsciously gripping his chest in his sleep.

[Tricia-chan 42]

The WR (laziness) looked down at Zack. Within time, he would get better and get better... Right? Don't think that! she thought. You have to quit being so melodramatic.

[Rosie 3]

His breathing quickened, starting to become hyperventilating. Zack's eyes were still closed, and he was still completely out cold, but he started thrashing around on the ground, breaths coming in gasps which sounded all too like his brother's name.

[Xblade Aaron 11]

Zerex hops up, "Well Sebby, I need to go look around, if the camp's in turmoil like you say it is then it'll be my job to bring peace to it. Will you join me?" He says to Sebby

[Tricia-chan 42]

The WR stared at Zack, eyes wide open. "... Zack...?"

[Rosie 3]

Sebby seemed to consider it for a moment, then jumped up. "Uh-huh! It'll take AGES, though... Everyone's totally grumpy here."

 

Blood started seeping through Zack's shirt, gradually turning black. His gasps started to get louder, face screwed up with the pain.

[Tricia-chan 42]

The WR's eyes widened even more. "Zane...!" she called, horrified.

[Rosie 3]

"Look, I'll get you the stupid sketchbook when I've got the energy!" he snapped.

Completely missing the point.

[Tricia-chan 42]

"Look!" the WR snapped as she stood up to face him. "Your brother is hurt!"

[Rosie 3]

"Yeah, so?" Zane scoffed. "He'll heal."

[Tricia-chan 42]

"So-- he--" the WR gagged, her anger preventing her from speaking right. "Why must you be so... up-stuck?!"

[Rosie 3]

""Up-stuck"?" he mocked, then sighed. "He's such a drama queen, sheesh. Kick him for me, it might shut him up."

[Tricia-chan 42]

The WR became furious. "Y... You're not different from the rest of them!" With that, she ran off.

[Xblade Aaron 11]

Zerex smiled at Sebby, "Well I've got four years to do it before I have to leave. Let's get started!"

Zerex begins to walk towards the main area (I'm not entirely sure how the camp is actually laid out or where everyone else is lol)

[Rosie 3]

"Rest of them...?" Zane scowled, and yelled after her. "Zack and I are better than all you freaks!"

 

"Oh, yeah, I guess. I kinda thought you meant like RIGHT NOW." Sebby laughed, bounding after him.

(And if it's any consolation... I don't really, either. All I know is there's the huts/shacks where they all live, and then a cantee bit... The rest is pretty much free.)

[Tricia-chan 42]

The WR continued to run. She ran, and ran, and ran. Eventually, she ran right into a bush, cowering inside it's leafy shelter. She didn't need anyone. Having someone would only cause more pain. All she needed was herself, these bushes, and her theory of circles...

[Xblade Aaron 11]

While Zerex was moving he heard a rustle in the bushes, he went over to them "..."

[Rosie 3]

"Someone's in there," Sebby announced the obvious, leaning over and squinting into the leaves.