#trdoctors

The mod is an idiot...

the mod is a clutz....

and she managed to smash her computer screen...

now the mod has no computer until tuesday, uhg.

There may be a text post incoming for this week...

fucking just

Both the Doctors sat in shock as the two women game masters spoke, the reality setting in as they started to call off players one by one.  Red was fidgeting, and Doc tried to calculate something

Doc pulled a small scap form his coat and wrote something quickly

"Player 12, Doc" called the woman with pink hair with a smirk on her face

Doc rose, a small panicked gasp escaping Red as he watched him leave. Was he going to get called soon after? Would they purposely separate them in times leaving, would they be able to find each other? 

He watched as Docs hand danced over his seat and dropped the folded paper and continued to the front a bag chucked into his face as he started at a run down the hall and into the foliage outside the school.

Red opened it quickly, of course Doc had already thought this out.

Red felt a little flip in his stomach at his counterparts scrawl. He felt some of the anxious nerves bundled in him release, Doc wasn't going to leave him behind. He smirked,

"Player 13, Red."

Red jumped up tucking the note into his pocket and taking off grabbing the bag as it was chucked at him and taking off out of the school, as he ran he heard his name called out as he passed  some of the thicker trees out in the undergrowth of north mountain (B06)

Red collapsed on him after running as far from the school grounds as he could "i...i..thought you..would le..leave me behind" he panted

Doc sighed and hugged his counterpart "no its me and you red, let's do this"

Red burst into the lab, "Doc! You have to hurry!"

Doc looked up at him startled, "Red?!-"

Red grabbed his arm pulling him toward him roughly, "they're coming you have to run!" he sounded rushed and panicked.

a click and clattering noise sounded from across the room and a sudden hissing filled the air...

"doc..you ha..have to run" Red said his eyes dropping desperately trying to cover Docs airways with his hand,

Doc grabbed him as thick smoke started to form around them, "wait...run, Red?..."

The man started to slip forward, mumbling "...need...to..stop them...doc....run...ru.."

Doc grabbed him "Red?!"

Doc felt his eyelid get heavy as Red slid down him, waves of shadowy images took over his vision "red...wh...." 

The blackness won and both of them crashed to the floor in a heavy tangled heap, the hissing of the grenade starting to fade as the room engulfed in the thick smog.

They say...

"come with your arms raised high"

well they're never gonna get us...

Truffula Royale Players: Doc and Red Horrible-ler