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Slumber Party -Closed Starter
âI know. The day that happens will be hilarious. They had it long coming. Everyone could see it coming. Then again, Craig wound up in detention for attempting to beat Stan Marsh up.â She hummed.
âAww poor Craigâ she sighed softly, shaking her head a little âDid the others go into detention too? Itâs not really fair if they didnâtâ she added, taking another cookie and offering it to Heidi.
She took the cookie and thought for a minute before answering. âI think Cartman almost did, but he talked himself out of it, Stan just got talked to in the principals office.â Heidi got up for a minute realizing there was something she wanted to get. âWould you like some milk at all?â
(for Stan) âDonât touch him!â
âYou gonna try and stop us kid?â The mystery guy asked. Stan was up against the wall, ready to fight if he wasnât so fucking drunk. Actually, despite being intoxicated, he still would have attempted to fight.Â
âI got this kyle!â He tried arguing, his speech was a lot different and slurred. An angry tone surrounding it. âI can take this asshole!â
@ginger-psychic-in-denial
âIts fine. I just need to sit down.â He said, stumbling forward, almost falling over with the wall beside him to fall against.Â
âLets just go home dude. Heâs gonna be pissed if we stick around here much longer. Lets just not meet up with him and go the fuck home.â Stan tried working his way towards the door, gesturing for Kyle to come along with him. Not wanting him to get involved with the asshole that attacked.Â
Kyle quickly tried to support Stan using his own body, not wanting him to fall over or anything.
âYeah, l-letâs just go,â he agreed; as he caught up with Stan, he put one arm around the ravenette to keep supporting him.Â
âWe donât gotta listen to that asshole! Who cares what he has to say?â
He followed the other to head out. âYouâre the best dude.. your place or mine?â Stan asked, trying to order his thoughts together properly.Â
Of course Stan put his arm on the others shoulder as well to stay balanced. âI could go for some food or something right now.â Heâs getting off topic
Gimme Angst!
13. Your muse faints in mineâs arms and they canât wake yours.
(which of your muses would this be for? :o)
âIâm sorry dude.â He said in a light voice. âIve been running back and forth doing stuff so much the past few days, I keep forgetting to grab something to munch on or sleep⌠Time flies quickly. Huh?â Stan tried joking before frowning.Â
âI didnât mean to scare you though dude. Iâm sorry.â
Kyle bit his lip, his emerald eyes brimming with worry; Stan hadnât eaten or slept in such a long time? No wonder he passed the hell outâŚ
âStan, good lord,â the ginger said, remaining close by the ravenette for support, as if he feared that he would pass out again. âYou canât do this to yourself, you knowâŚ!â
There went his mother hen mode again.
âI know. Dude. I just canât find the time right now. What else do you expect from me? I canât magically make everything go away.â He tried to argue, though, it wound up being followed by a growl from his stomach. At the same time, a look of realization crossed his face.
âI forgot I needed to pick something up for Shelly.. fuck.â
âThe ropes are hurting me.â -(you pick the muse?)
âHm? Thatâs quite unfortunate, but since I saw you attempting to harm someone I like youâll just have to deal with it.â Her voice was too unemotional, and it didnât look quite right someone like herself could easily kidnap him. âNow, Trent, you only need to stay still for a little while.â @zemolexshittyxidiots
He stared at her, unamused. âSurprised huh? Which kind of surprise? That I havenât gotten out yet or that I havenât given up attempting?â He questioned, wanting to know the answer. See if she would overestimate or underestimate.Â
âBoth actuallyâ didnât prison give you enough strength to do this?â She bopped the top of his head lightly, walking around him to make sure he wasnât doing any damage to the ropes. âI hope you realize Iâm stronger than you.â
âYou donât look it. Then again, I could be underestimating you since somehow you managed to get me here. Â You get help or do it all on your own?â He watched her movements, not wanting to be surprised by anything.Â
âYouâre a weird girl you know that. How do you even know Kyle anyway? Heâs a fucking shit that needs his face scraped across the pavement.â
âMaybe on my own maybe not.â There wasnât a change in her tone so it was hard to tell how she actually did it, letting out a sigh. âI hope you also know that these ropes are strong, quite strong.â
âKyle is fairly famous or⌠rather infamous due to that group heâs in with Stan, Kenny, Eric, and⌠Butters.â She rolled her eyes. âHeâs an overachiever as well and is one of the smartest people in his class, is in many clubs and is on the basketball team⌠of course, one can not define him by what he does or what he has done. Trent.â
âI realized as much.â He uttered, having stopped trying to pull at them for the moment. There had to be some other way out. This chick couldnât keep him forever. At least he didnât think she could.Â
âKyle and his friends have yet to face the consequences of their actions. Iâm just the one thatâs gonna deliver it to all of them. I donât know what your boyfriends said to you, but he ainât all that innocent.â He stared at the girl, thinking âWhat is up with her.. Whyâs she so obsessed with Broflovski?âÂ

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âWhy is it so dark in here?â //to Trent because I totally forgot that Trent and Kyle have serious beef with each other >:3c ahuehuehue
âI canât let you figure out where you are exactly now can I?â A voice that may sound familiar spoke up. Heavy footsteps approached the boy before stopping just feet away from him.
âThis has been a long time coming, donât tell me you forgot already, Kyle.â
@ginger-psychic-in-denial
Kyle was squinting, trying to get his eyes to adjust to the darkness, when the sound of heavy footsteps broke his concentration. Biting his lip, he turned towards the source of the noise; it was too dark to properly see them, but he could sure head them, and the voice made his blood run cold.
âT-TRENT?!â
âI was hoping youâd remember me.â He grinned, staring into the otherâs eyes. âIâve been waiting too long for this Kyle. Far too long. And after you, Iâm going for your friends. Stan, Cartman and Kenny.âÂ
Trent flicked out a pocket knife and just barely touched it against Kyles cheek so that it wouldnât cut him. Just to tease him. âBut first, what should I do with you?â
"Why are you bleeding?" ~ hemakesmyskincrawl (Nathan to any)
âBecause I fucking want to? Why do you think?â The french boy asked in his typically thick accent. He didnât want to explain the full reason why. Mostly to avoid bringing up the issue once again. But as it was, he was already focusing on trying to stop the bleeding. Christophes green eyes stared up at the other in thought. âGrab me one of those bandages?â The brunet requested, keeping some control over his tone. Though, he never was the best at controling his anger.Â
âI did something stupid, ok? How about we leave it at that. I rather not go into detail. If I do I might have to kill you.â He was partially kidding of course. He didnât want to get his hands messy or have people grow suspicious of his activity if someone from south park mysteriously disappeared.@hemakesmyskincrawl
With a roll of his eyes, he turned his gaze away. âWhatever. I talk or do whatever I want. No one gives a shit, so why should I let one person bothered by it change how I react to them? Want to answer that? Or are you going to continue passing on judgement as if Iâd actually listen to it and âclean up my actâ as you would say. Gregorys the only person that gets that kind of respect.â
When the towel touched the wound, he hissed in pain. Honestly, his skin looked pretty dark, but when the water touched it, and cleaned some off, he was actually a shade lighter. âToo many to count. Of course each scar has a story behind it. â
âIâm not saying you should do that Jesus fuckâ you know what? Letâs just ask each other questions to distract you from any pain⌠do you want or have a pet?â He wouldnât say or accept that the other beat him but whatever.
âGreat, you must get all the people who love scars.â He let out a small noise of disgust when he realized how dirty the other was, continuing to clean around the wound and gently on it.
âI have two kittens. Thatâs it. I despise dogs.â There, of course, were logical reasons why for that. Dogs were the one thing he hated with a passion. Every dog heâs met had managed to attack him in one way or another. Never again would he think to even step foot near one.
âWhy do you ask anyway? I assume you have one?â The brunet questioned, watching him as his wound was cleaned.Â
âKittens? Thatâs something I didnât expectâ did a friend have a litter?â He could do this easier since the other actually responded, and he placed down the water and towel and grabbed an antibiotic wipe, then using that to continue cleaning the wound.
âYeah. Two leopard geckos.â He sighed. âBecause I donât want to argue all day⌠favorite color?â
âNo, I found them. Ones white, named snowball and a black one named soot.â He watched to make sure Nathen made no comment on the names. It pissed him off when comments were made. âLeopard geckos? Interesting..âÂ
âWhat are we doing, playing 20 questions?â He sighed, annoyedly. âWhatever, Iâll bite this time. Brown.â
âDo the dead frighten you?â ~ hemakesmyskincrawl (Nathan to any muse)
That was an odd question, Clyde thought. There was a time where he did bring the dead back to life when he was a kid.. but that was so long ago. âNot really. I mean I donât see why they should.â Though, despite not being afraid of the dead, he was more afraid of causing someone to be dead. But, that wasnât important enough for him to bring up. Instead, he rather see where the other was going with this question. On that note, he continued on with his sentence. âWhy? Do they frighten you at all?â The brunet repeted the question, curious as to how Nathan would answer it. Needless to say, it was a good question. You never know what someone is afraid of. @hemakesmyskincrawl
âIf you donât mind it, we could hang at my place if you want? Just might get noisy. Not sure if you would be comfortable with that or not. I know some people arenât.â He admitted. Also not fully realizing the others housing situation either.Â
âI could manage it, but I would need to take my medication at a certain time.â He shrugged. âBut I might have to go to my house first and feed my pets⌠I donât want them to starve you know?â He thought he was doing pretty well at this.
âThats cool dude. I understand. â He nodded âWhat kind of pets do you have? Dogs, cats? Reptiles? Hamsters? Guinea Pigs?â He asked curiously. Aminals were adorable to him regardless of type.
âTwo leopard geckos.â He sighed. âIâve had them for years, one male and one female. I like cats more then dogs and hamsters⌠and guinea pigs arenât really my style. Iâm more of a fan of reptiles⌠except for snakes, snakes are horrible.â
"Dude, those sound awesome. Â Would you ever get a cat of your own? If not, you could always come pet Chalupa, sheâs my kitten, I carry her in the pocket of my jacket most the time because she likes warm places.â
âLet me go!â
A deep grunt left the male when he heard her pleas. Should have gagged her, he thought to himself, looking over his captured victim. âGive me one good reason why I should.â The mole asked in his thick french accent, his forest green eyes narrowed at her, staring intently. âI have my orders and I am going to carry them through regardless. So unless you can pay me double what Iâm getting paid, you can forget the idea of ever being free.â
Of course the mercenary didnât do enough research to know how much money this person could  offer or even that much about who they were. He knew enough to get his job done and that was it. Nothing more. Christophe wasnât that trusting of a person.Â
@aurora-gallifreytimelady
âYour questions will be answered all in due time But for now, I want you to be fucking quiet. Your voice is getting on my nerves.â He tried forcing it around her head, making sure it was on her mouth before he tied it.Â
âLife would be so much easier for you if you just let me tie this you fucking shit.â He sneered threateningly. Anymore struggling and he might attempt hitting her to get her to stop.
Aurora felt fighting to get her head away, muffling loudly through the cloth. But with his threat towards her, she froze in fear. Helplessly sitting there as he finishing tying the cloth over her mouth to block out her words. With no way to move or speak, she was force to just sit there quietly. Any further action towards the man would cause him to hurt her. So she decided not to fight him.
He nodded, content with that. âIâm glad we have come to an understanding. Iâll come back and visit you in an hour. You better still behave until I return. I will know if you didnât.â With that he walked out to get some peace for an hour.Â
*pretends Iâm reblogging this for fun but Iâm really reblogging this because Iâm super fucking paranoid*
ENFJ: You know, Iâd better reblog this. It would be terrible to lose all of my friends. Say, ENTP, are you afraid of losing anything?
ENTP:⌠⌠My lymph nodesâŚ

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Abusive plots;
Please like/reblog if youâre fine with abusive, kidnapping, torturous, generally triggering plots. I need some people to para with so yeah. Thanks.
Continued from x
Thad wasnât falling for Clydeâs little bit. Seriously, how could he? The poor boy looked just as sick as he sounded. âNo, dude. Just look at yourself! Youâre hackinâ every couple of seconds, sniffly as hell, and you look like youâre about to pass out at any moment. I havenât seen a face that pale on anyone âcept for those goth kids.â He felt bad for lecturing his friend but damnit, Clyde was not doing well at all. He just couldnât let him stay out and get worse. âC'mon man. Let me take you to your room, youâre not doing yourself any good by acting like nothingâs wrong.â Thad held the brunet by his arm, keeping him steady as he walked the boy to his room.
@zemolexshittyxidiots
âItâs just a little cold..â He muttered quietly, following after Thad as the other guided him towards the bedroom. Of course sneezing on the way followed by coughing. âI just want to watch TV, laying in beds boring as fuck.âÂ
Though he still continued to argue about it, he didnât think Thad would be so easily convinced. Especially after his coughing fit just now. Guess maybe it was a good thing Thad was here? At least then he wouldnât be tempted to go outside like this.
âDo the dead frighten you?â ~ hemakesmyskincrawl (Nathan to any muse)
That was an odd question, Clyde thought. There was a time where he did bring the dead back to life when he was a kid.. but that was so long ago. âNot really. I mean I donât see why they should.â Though, despite not being afraid of the dead, he was more afraid of causing someone to be dead. But, that wasnât important enough for him to bring up. Instead, he rather see where the other was going with this question. On that note, he continued on with his sentence. âWhy? Do they frighten you at all?â The brunet repeted the question, curious as to how Nathan would answer it. Needless to say, it was a good question. You never know what someone is afraid of. @hemakesmyskincrawl
âIf you donât mind it, we could hang at my place if you want? Just might get noisy. Not sure if you would be comfortable with that or not. I know some people arenât.â He admitted. Also not fully realizing the others housing situation either.Â
âI could manage it, but I would need to take my medication at a certain time.â He shrugged. âBut I might have to go to my house first and feed my pets⌠I donât want them to starve you know?â He thought he was doing pretty well at this.
âThats cool dude. I understand. â He nodded âWhat kind of pets do you have? Dogs, cats? Reptiles? Hamsters? Guinea Pigs?â He asked curiously. Aminals were adorable to him regardless of type.
"Why are you bleeding?" ~ hemakesmyskincrawl (Nathan to any)
âBecause I fucking want to? Why do you think?â The french boy asked in his typically thick accent. He didnât want to explain the full reason why. Mostly to avoid bringing up the issue once again. But as it was, he was already focusing on trying to stop the bleeding. Christophes green eyes stared up at the other in thought. âGrab me one of those bandages?â The brunet requested, keeping some control over his tone. Though, he never was the best at controling his anger.Â
âI did something stupid, ok? How about we leave it at that. I rather not go into detail. If I do I might have to kill you.â He was partially kidding of course. He didnât want to get his hands messy or have people grow suspicious of his activity if someone from south park mysteriously disappeared.@hemakesmyskincrawl
With a roll of his eyes, he turned his gaze away. âWhatever. I talk or do whatever I want. No one gives a shit, so why should I let one person bothered by it change how I react to them? Want to answer that? Or are you going to continue passing on judgement as if Iâd actually listen to it and âclean up my actâ as you would say. Gregorys the only person that gets that kind of respect.â
When the towel touched the wound, he hissed in pain. Honestly, his skin looked pretty dark, but when the water touched it, and cleaned some off, he was actually a shade lighter. âToo many to count. Of course each scar has a story behind it. â
âIâm not saying you should do that Jesus fuckâ you know what? Letâs just ask each other questions to distract you from any pain⌠do you want or have a pet?â He wouldnât say or accept that the other beat him but whatever.
âGreat, you must get all the people who love scars.â He let out a small noise of disgust when he realized how dirty the other was, continuing to clean around the wound and gently on it.
âI have two kittens. That's it. I despise dogs.â There, of course, were logical reasons why for that. Dogs were the one thing he hated with a passion. Every dog heâs met had managed to attack him in one way or another. Never again would he think to even step foot near one.
âWhy do you ask anyway? I assume you have one?â The brunet questioned, watching him as his wound was cleaned.Â
âThe ropes are hurting me.â -(you pick the muse?)
âHm? Thatâs quite unfortunate, but since I saw you attempting to harm someone I like youâll just have to deal with it.â Her voice was too unemotional, and it didnât look quite right someone like herself could easily kidnap him. âNow, Trent, you only need to stay still for a little while.â @zemolexshittyxidiots
He stared at her, unamused. âSurprised huh? Which kind of surprise? That I havenât gotten out yet or that I havenât given up attempting?â He questioned, wanting to know the answer. See if she would overestimate or underestimate.Â
âBoth actuallyâ didnât prison give you enough strength to do this?â She bopped the top of his head lightly, walking around him to make sure he wasnât doing any damage to the ropes. âI hope you realize Iâm stronger than you.â
âYou donât look it. Then again, I could be underestimating you since somehow you managed to get me here. Â You get help or do it all on your own?â He watched her movements, not wanting to be surprised by anything.Â
âYouâre a weird girl you know that. How do you even know Kyle anyway? Heâs a fucking shit that needs his face scraped across the pavement.â

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âYou need to rest.â [ @ my boi clod ]
âIâm fine, I promise.â Clyde tried to argue, but it was really useless. He was coughing and sneezing, getting dizzy at the most random times. Also, with his temperature, Thad was right. Clyde needed to go to bed.
âJust let me stay out a little longer, pleaaase dude.â
Random Headcanons-Clyde Edition
-Clyde has 2 older sisters, Beth and Emily Donovan
-He owns a kitten named, Chalupa that he loves and carries with him in his pocket
-Clyde can be very hyperactive and excitable. But also gets extremely emotional at times to the point where he cries.
-Since his mom died, Clyde has gone to therapy a couple times, but wound up stopping the sessions in his senior year of high school.
-He loves football and basket ball, but his passion will always be basketball
-goes without saying HE LOVES TACOS!!