hi guys !
tw:
*Low described/drawn gore,
*Rescuing,
*Panic,
*Abuse/torment,
*PTSD,
*Escaping?
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NARRATOR POV:
Taco groans, rubbing the top of her cracked shell painfully, and shakily sitting up and to look around at her new surroundings, Paintbrush and Nickel shuffle away from her as she does this.
"Owh.. what happened.." She mumbles, rubbing one of her eyes before noticing the other subjects' presence's.
"Oh.. Hello.?"
"..hi." Paintbrush emotionlessly replies, not facing the British Taco, sitting near the tired, asleep Nickel. His body stained a disgusting yellow and red, blood still dripping out of his mouth.
"Uhm, could you.. tell me where I am, exactly?" Taco questioned standing up and dusting herself off.
"..Test Tube's fucking lab."
"..ah, I see, it looks oddly familiar.. so.."
".."
..
...
"..How'd you get caught."
"What did you say?"
"..How'd you get taken here, Taco."
"Oh, we-"
"..We?" Paintbrush interrupts, intrigued.
"Uhm, yes, we-"
"..Who's we?"
"Uhm.."
"..Who is it?"
"I can't.. tell you that. They're just someone special to me, that's it."
"W—"
Test Tube suddenly slams open the door, a worrying smirk on her face, making everyone in the room shiver.
"So, as you've seen, you've got someone new! So, Subject T, come on for your first experiment!"
"..you're calling us, those names now?"
"Yep! Now, Subject T, come on."
Taco death glares Test Tube, slight anxiousness in her eye, but she hesitantly gets up anyway, and begins to walk towards the testing room with Test Tube, flinching as the room's door was slammed and locked shut.
"So.. how'd you and MICROPHONE know I was doing experiments here?" Test Tube speaks up, walking with Taco, her arms menacingly behind her back.
"I'm not telling you shit."
"Have it your way." Test Tube says, as Taco puts one of her arms in her shell.
"What you gonna do to me?"
"Oh nothing, just want to check some things with you."
Taco slows down her walking, Test Tube noticing, but making it look like she hasn't.
"What things."
"Things, Subect T, things."
Taco suddenly pulls her arm back out, a sharp pocket knife in her hand, and she attempts to stab Test Tube, the tube narrowly dodging the attack, and getting hit in the arm, crimson blood beginning to drool from the fresh wound, the weapons still lodged in her arm.
"YOU FUCKING BASTARD." Test Tube screams, reaching into her pocket, and pulling out a remote.
"WH-" Taco gets cut off as a sudden shock of electricity ran through her small, body, making her yelp in surprise. Due to her high pain tolerance, she stays standing.. for a bit.
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