Roleplay Live : Group : The Death Club.
A New cold war.
What if God was one of us?
Players:
CharlotteCarrendar
MaylionCarrendar
CharlotteCarrendar:- When there is little hope, it is easier to surrender yourself to the darkness, and with Darlene’s voice echoing like it was in a wind tunnel, that Lois was dead, and Superman will never know, that was when Kraus hit rock bottom. Like a long tunnel, with the walls slowly closing in around him, and trying to run in the strait jacket, he simply could not go on, and the collapsing of the walls, buried him deep inside his mind. His body jerked, perhaps three more times, before his eyes closed, and he almost seemed to stop breathing, as though he had died with his Lois. If this was death, it was such a horrible way to go. No bright lights, no arms of his beloved, to carry him into Heaven. Satan had won. There was no smell; there was no sound….just darkness. The next morning, Doctor Morolo was NOT a happy camper, parking his BMW in his spot, but knocking over the reserve sign with his bumper. Getting out, he slammed the door, and then brushed down his coat. The man looked odd, since he practically scrubbed his skin raw, from the vile incident the day before. Other staff members all whispered, as he marched for the door. No more games with the likes of Darlene. In the Doctor’s own sick and twisted mind, he planned to make her pay. <3>
MaylionCarrendar: – Through the padded floor you could feel a slight vibration coming through. It was Darlene who was shaking once every five seconds due her body that never dried properly from the day before. The strong scent of faeces lingered around but strangely enough she was used to it after a long night.. or even days? Who could tell? She opened her eyelids slowly and weak, even with this darkness her eyes had to adjust. She was still in the dark with her arms strapped in the strait jacket. Her body was sore of not moving and it took a few minutes for her to make a first attempt to move a muscle. She remembered what happened, all of it. Even in this state. As she tried to move her legs in order to sit up straight she had the images of the day before rolling through her mind. Superman, Lois, Satan, poop, pee, the nurse she stabbed, naked Adam falling on his face.. the Kiss, the hug,.. The betrayal, the proof of Lois being dead in her bra.. Why did she obsess about it? Why was she trying to help? As she was already busy regaining the memories of the day before, she searched deep within her own mind to look for an answer. She remembered the day one of the nurses brought her medication along with a picture of her older brother. She remembered a finger pointing at that photo and the words ‘’ past away, dead.. died.. ‘’ being repeated. She was still locked in this room with a mental retard.. But even with this man being here who might be able to be good company, she could feel her sober body feeling emotions like loneliness, and emptiness. She guessed it was permanent. She finally managed to get her upper body from the padded floor and sat there with her legs open and her feet pressed against one the other. Her bones felt cold, and her muscles sore.. Her head felt heavy and her cheeks swollen due lying constantly. She wanted to scream, but as she noticed the face of the male laying there still motionless and probably sleeping.. or death . She felt scared. She hated the dead. Instead of screaming she just softly spoke with her dry throat. (Darlene) ‘’ … you — are – are you alive? ‘’
CharlotteCarrendar: – In the staff room, Doctor Morolo was taking off his expensive Italian jacket and replacing it with his new lab coat, which hung in his locker. The other staff members, who were on their breaks, were all hushed, seeing the Doctor like this. Hair combed back, still looking wet, like he had used special scented oils to get the foul smell of Darlene’s shit out of it. He looked totally manicured and buffed, polished clean, and with his angered expression it was clear he had not let this go. Oh no, he was on a mission, and the one that would be paying for the injustice as he saw it; the crime against all things civilized. Darlene had now been marked. The Devil himself would laugh his ass off if he knew what vile and despicable things he had in mind for her. Make no mistake; you had to wonder, just who was truly insane in this institute. It was clear by the sweeping gaze of Doctor Morolo’s eyes across his fellow workers, that he had no care or regard for any life within that building. Slamming his locker, he spun on his heel, and then clapped his hands together. “TODAY….Is a beautiful day. I think some are in for a SHOCK at how good this is going to be. Yes, Beautiful….Beautiful.” Smelling heavily of cologne and other oils, he marched past the other nurses and then looked back at them and said. “READ YOUR COSMOS IN YOUR OWN TIME, LADIES! GET BACK TO WORK!” He then gripped the handle of the door and tore it open, heading for the padded room. Inside the padded room, Kraus stirred slightly, as Darlene spoke to him. ‘’ … you — are – are you alive? “Rolling over on his back, gazing up at the ceiling through red eyes, crisscrossed with angry veins, he uttered. “I wish I wasn’t.” <3>
MaylionCarrendar: – Nurse Taylor had called herself in sick after the day before. The institute had allot of nurses called in sick. Probably still sick of the smell that lingered around the day before.. Maybe the bacteria of Darlene had given everyone the stomach flu. The best reason would be Doctor Morolo .. Nobody was feeling brave enough to face the doctor today, not after yesterday. Three wards had followed Doctor Morolo towards the padded room. They waited for the orders to be handed out. One of them had brought a bucket with soap and water. According to the night shift of the day before they hadn’t properly cleaned Darlene. They were preparing for the worst. They all knew Miss Branoff and her patient description. They were up for allot if it all needed to be done with force. Darlene was staring at the male who turned around on his back finally opening his mouth. “I wish I wasn’t.” — Darlene squeezed her eyes together trying to figure if she really heard his voice which was similar to superman’s voice. Darlene slowly moved her butt cheeks one by one forward to come closer. (Darlene) ‘’ no-no-no-no.. don’t die.. – you don’t want that right? I am .. darlene I think.. I’m Darlene right? ‘’ Her mind was more sober, she somewhere started to knew she wasn’t god at all. But that wasn’t the point at all.. she was surprised in a good way by his voice and needed a few minutes to hand out a complete series of questions about him being superman.
CharlotteCarrendar:- Kraus’s hair was so messy, his face stained with dried tears. Lines etched into his cheeks, where he had been laying on his side for hours. A weird thing to see. He had no more tears left to be shed, his eye ducts simply could no longer produce them. But in the midst of all this, he stared up at the light that was fixed into the ceiling padding, and caged in wire. Staring at that light for a moment, he tried to imagine that it was God. Shining his light down on him, ready to take him into Heaven. If he had his hands free, he would reach out to the light. To touch it, or at least try. But as he was bound in the strait jacket. Again the voice of the one that smelt so bad, called out to him. ‘’ no-no-no-no.. don’t die.. – you don’t want that right? I am .. darlene I think.. I’m Darlene right? ‘’ Slowly, Kraus’s head turned towards where Darlene was sitting, and he found his voice. “I don’t think God wants me. Not yet, anyways. You must be Darlene. If you say you are, then you are.” – Looking back up at the light, he sighed and spoke softly- “You are…Darlene.” <3>
MaylionCarrendar: “I don’t think God wants me. Not yet, anyways. You must be Darlene. If you say you are, then you are.” When these words left Kraus his mouth she had regained enough energy to start her series of questions. Not even paying attention to his last words. She had recognized that voice.. The familiar voice of Superman. She needed to tell Adam about this.. Satan didn’t shoved her in a padded room with Adam, but with the one who she needed to bring the .. sad message to. She wondered why he already looked like shit. He didn’t hear the bad news yet. Darlene scanned his face and started to copy every facial movement he made. (Darlene) ‘’ I’ve been told I’m god.. Do I want you?. ‘’ Darlene moved her nose slightly due an itch she had. While trying to rub her nose over her right shoulder she started her never ending series of questions. Most important were somewhere halfway her speech she dropped the questions (Darlene) ‘’ You have the same voice as superman.. Could it be? – I have news for superman. I came to bring the news! The.. — It’s not good news right Darlene? No – no it’s not.. and you found proof in your bra Darlene? Yes – yes I did.. I have the paper.. Satan lied to him.. Satan deceived him.. He did right? .. it’s about Lois.. ‘’ If only Darlene could reach in her bra to hand this man the piece of paper with the information about Lois Newland. The wards outside held their stand by the door. (Jerome) ‘’ We’re on standby, if you need us Doctor, we’re right here. The same sticky situation is not going to happen again. Let us know.. ‘’ -
CharlotteCarrendar: – The most peculiar thing, that you can imagine, is laying beside someone who believes that they are God. Why is it in our darkest hour, that we suddenly feel the need to embrace the invisible deity that for years we either ignore or dismiss? Why do we seek to find happiness in the next life? Perhaps it is part of our coping mechanism against fear of death. Realisation of our fragile existence, that we are nothing more than specks of sand on the beach of life. To be washed away without care in the coming tide. No true purpose or direction. Though we try to create a feeling of control, in truth we have none. Darlene’s endless questions, as she tried to process all that Kraus had said, led him back to the same place he started. He believed he was Superman, in a bid to regain the control of his shattered mind. A safe haven and comfort due to the fact that Superman was invincible. He could overcome anything thrown at him, except for those that hold the key to his weakness. ’ You have the same voice as superman.. Could it be? – I have news for superman. I came to bring the news! The.. — It’s not good news right Darlene? No – no it’s not.. and you found proof in your bra Darlene? Yes – yes I did.. I have the paper.. Satan lied to him.. Satan deceived him.. He did right? .. it’s about Lois.. ‘’ Kraus’s ears pricked again at the name “Lois.” Clearly this girl was not God, but maybe an angel instead. In her own, quirky way, she had been sent by God, to awaken the strength in Superman. Colour flushed his cheeks, as though inside his heart was now pumping with fury. His reason to live….his Lois. “What do you know of Lois, Darlene?” But then on the other side of the padded room door, Doctor Morolo had arrived, and he had back up. “RIGHT THEN. Today, Darlene is going to learn that she is not to misbehave in my hospital. Open the doors, and get her ready to be transported to the clinic. She is in for a shock.” <3>
MaylionCarrendar: – Hope, she had hope again. Kraus seemed to respond on her, he seemed to regain some color in his cheeks. He reacted on the name Lois just as she would react on any name given to her. That moment, that moment she realized she really found him. One moment she felt so alone, so empty.. And then he was there raising his head when the name Lois was spoken out loud. Darlene may have a severe attachment disorder, but she could feel herself attaching with either Lois or Superman himself. Her eyes showed the same fury as Kraus his eyes at that very moment. A smile was formed on her lips, but it wasn’t his.. it was her true smile. She tilted her dirty face while laughing softly of a happiness she wasn’t sure where it came from. (Darlene) ‘’ It is you! ‘’ She then burst out laughing. She wiggled her body back and forth and smiled even wider. She couldn’t believe it herself. (Darlene) ‘’ It is you! I knew I’d find you.. Lois yes.. Lois.. The paper is in my bra.. It’s still there is it? Satan lied to you when — he said Lois was safe yes? And back home yes? — She isn’t.. I need to protect you from their lies.. You want the truth right? ‘’ although she knew it was sad news to bring she still had her true smile formed on her lips. But the tone of her voice said something else… She slowly and softly began her sentence. (Darlene) ‘’ it’s– Lois. I have proof that she’s. — She had an – ‘’ Behind Darlene the door went open and light made a path right through the padded room. The smile disappeared off her lips as she was interrupted by the sudden movement behind her. She felt a hand grabbing her in the neck by the jacket and lifting her up. (Darlene) ‘’ No no no! I have to tell him! .. ‘’ she heard a zzzzzziipp and felt how she was being held and wards were trying to remove the strait jacket off her. Darlene panicked, shivered, trembled, and screamed. This wasn’t the plan.. They took away her happiness; they took away this important moment she was fighting for. As a wild animal her body started to fight against those strong hands and arms trying to get loose from their grip to grab the paper from her bra and throw it at Kraus. But as much as Darlene wanted it to work and share the information with Kraus it wasn’t going to happen. A few times she managed to get loose and slam her hand against everything that was close distance.. but every time her arms were grabbed again and held tightly next to her body or even on her back. She didn’t saw their faces, she didn’t paid attention to the commands they were yelling at each other, all she focused on was on getting loose and on Kraus. As soon as the strait jacket ended on the ground near Kraus Darlene was pulled with the wards out the padded room. The bright light of the hallway were torturing her eyes so she kept them half open only to see a glimpse of Satan when she was dragged down the hallway and passed him. she went furious, angry, mad, hatred.. Despise.. Every inch of her body wanted to fully charge at him. The only thing she managed to do was to spit at him and shout (Darlene ) ‘’ YOU! I destroyed YOU! .. SATAN ‘’ they entered a room which she knew about but never dared to come near. You could her screams down the hallways as if she knew what was coming.
