Thread: RP: Split : Can You Fix The Broken [ Horror_Show & savageglittered ]

The dark brunettes voice somehow sounded almost normal, too fucking normal for just being abducted, her beautiful watery smile radiant even from across the room. --This must be a mistake. Whatever this religion is, I didn't sign up for this. We, The honey gingered girl was rapidly blinking her tearful eyes, they were left raw from the man wiping away the crust and applying medical ointment, making her eyes have a clear shining reflective look. You both were chosen. She wanted to snap something sarcastic, but she was fearful the other girl may have hopefully had no clue to the monstrosities this man had done. She knew, she knew because of how obsessed she had become with him and the crimes. She was betting her own interest and obsession had gotten her chosen, gotten her into a situation she would have never wanted to be in. It was a little more complicated than that. It had to of been eight months prior to when the abductions and incident happened. It had flooded across the news and social media he was known as the the horde. He had abducted three girls and only one had survived, Casey Cook. The moment a flat screen TV in a doctors office had shown his face, but not just one face, three side by side of his different personalities. Something had happened deep within in her mind. She became fascinated like she would have with any other dark phenomena that wasnt explained. She always had this weird interest in anything dark, trying to exploit it until she understood it or couldnt dive into deeper into it so she moved on to the next thing. Although researching about the Holocaust or how one of the Kennedys had lobotomized one of his poor daughters, that wasnt current. That was old, this was happening in her time. He wasnt the zodiac killer. The redhead had spent so many nights in her room, researching. She had even traveled to Philadelphia to investigate herself. Now as she laid there, strapped to an old hospital bed in some isolated abandon place, she knew this was too good to be some fetish nightmare. Her life was in immediate danger but she couldnt wrap her head around it. Now that her vision wasnt as blurry she saw the room for which she knew they would be confined too, didnt quite look like the first place he had the first set of girls, which was in his own living quarters beneath the service maintenance area of the Philidelphia Zoo. While he kept their room clean, it wasnt anything fancy, just basic. He had more time to plan his next hide out, could pull from the last of his savings considering he no longer had a job and had made sure to get his retirement before the first incident. He had chosen an abandon hospital that no one had property ownership to except the state of Georgia itself. It was forgotten, hidden deep in the thick forest that spread for miles and miles. The only concern would be free loaders or urban explorer that would pass by but he could handle them easily. Over the span of six month there hadnt been to many visitors. It had taken skills no other normal man could have done to get such a filthy abandon place together enough for anyone to live in it. It took days of designing by Barry, engineering by Orwell and hard labor by Dennis to get it completed. Plumbing, construction, electrical work all needed to be done. The room which they were confined was a little girly, but Barry had wanted it to be very rustic, feminine and cozy for the two girls. The walls were a light shade of pink, the floor had nice wooden tiles, and quite a few cute rugs were placed down to keep them from touching the cold floor. The beds were the only thing a little out of place, they were old hospital beds he had found in the basement, they were good shape so it just took only a few dozen chemicals cleanings to get them to Dennis standards. He purchased soft mattresses, new sheets, pillows, pillows cases and thick expensive floral duvets for them on each bed to keep them comfortable and warm. The room even had heat and air conditioning installed. The bed frames also made it easier for restraining, the red hair had rubber restraints he had found in the hospital from the psychiatric unit, he knew she would put up more of a fight possibly. There was a closet, minimum plain white furniture and Christ lights had been strung with different shades of paper mache dcor. It looked cute, but it also looked out of place, and bare in some areas. In the closet , brand new assortment of clothes had been purchased for both girls, he knew their exact sizes. Shopping for Renee was a little more difficult as she was a little overweight, he didnt mind. Secretly the lot of them found her thicker weight more desirable , she was just thicker in places. He knew she had reasons for battling her weight. He had the best of the both worlds with these two. The dark brunette was perfect, something he could only envision like a model, she could have modeled and the ladder more of the girl next door, more real, more flaws, not picture perfect by American standards. Her thoughts were broken by the mans thick voice. She couldnt see him, but she sure as hell knew what all of them looked like. Before we proceed further, I have to ... inspect you both and clean you, if you are filthy. You he said finally letting his eyes rest on his choice, the gorgeous young dark skinned brunette. Dennis sat the medical tub on the floor by the only exit. He walked towards the dark hair girl, he had to stay in control. He couldnt fathom misbehaving and disappointing Patricia, they were both in charge, he had pleased her. He started unbuttoning his cuffs on his shirt ever so diligently and rolling them up to his elbows, exposing his toned arms. He approached her bed and without words, started untying her restraints. The door was locked so the girls had no way of escaping, he could overpower them at any second. Once she was untied he motioned for her with one quick nod to stand and walk towards the bathroom .