Mystery Dungeon Rp/Story

"What are you people doing?" Aline asks, her tone an angry one for once. She quickly enters the room, silently glaring at Moonlight, because the pink cat has no clue what's going on and is upset that people are grabbing other people by their necks.

*Zym walks into the room and shakes his head*
Zym: He ain't trustin no one hun. Might as well just throw him back into the cell...


Kane: Just take his old arms and legs and just measure...

*The Weavile, finally seeing a familiar face, yells out Aline's name and starts crawling over to her with the one arm and leg he has left.*
Weavile-" Aline! You got out alive?! Have they hurt you?!"

*Derek wanders over to Shadow, carrying Clyde under his arm.*
Derek-" Where's your makeup Shadow?"

Moonlight: The poor guy only has one arm and leg. Theres no reason to lock him up. *She looks at Aline.* Calm down.

Zym: Well hopefully Aline will be able to calm him down. Look buddy, none of us are here to hurt you. :/

Large tears plummet from Aline's face after she sees her Weavile friend with just on arm and leg.
Her voice quickly becomes shaky as she responds, "Yes, Alia helped me, Chris, and MaryAnn escape before the Utopia blew up.... And no, I haven't been hurt, because everyone here is my friend. I don't understand why they're hurting you! I'm very confused...."

Clyde tries to wiggle his way out of Derek's grip, not liking the idea of being covered in some bright lipstick or [Chibitalia] dress or big ol' necklace or whatever.
"You get the weirdest ideas, dude, " Clyde grumbles.

((Chibitalia dress, yaaayyyy. Isn't it cutesy? =3))

Weavile-" You killed everyone in our utopia you sick b@stard! I could have lived forever in peace with my friends in there! You heartless son of a-"
*He cuts off when he falls to the ground. Scrambling quickly, he embraces Aline in a one armed hug and starts crying again, saddened at everything that's happened.*
Weavile-" Everyone's gone..."

*Derek thumps Clyde's forehead and holds him up.*
Derek-" Shut up, I'm doing you a favor. You want to get some man tail, you have to look pretty. I know Zym would like you if you actually tried. Seeing as you won't, I'm trying for you."

Destiny: Were not hurting him. Zym cut off his arm and leg because they couldn't work anymore.

Moonlight: I was just bandaging him up and he lunged at me. Reason I gtabbed him by his throat was to stop him. Old habits and whatnot.

I got rid of most of it but theres some under the bed.

((Have to go.))

Zym: Even if we didn't turn it off, it would have been destroyed eventually.

*Kane soon walks in rubbing his eyes*
Kane: Who needs the arm and leg....?

*The Weavile slowly tilts his head at Kane.*
Weavile-" ...That one looks familiar..."

Kane: Really? Because I've never seen you before. I'm Kane, one of this cave's main doctors.
*He looks down at his arm *
Kane: Crappy stitching...but I can't put auto-mail on your arm without your consent.

Weavile-" Just give me something to kick his butt with!"
*He picks up a metal pipe and throws it at Zym's head.*

*Zym yelps and ducks as the metal hits the wall*
Zym: ^_^;; I'll just leave then!
*He runs out*


*Kane lowers himself down pulls him onto his back*
Kane: Do you have a name?

Weavile-" Burn in hell." :|

Kane: What the hell did I ever do to you?

Weavile-" You didn't send that red haired fox where he belongs when you had the chance..."

"What makes you think I want Zym?" Clyde complains, his stubby, sea-blue arms and legs kicking the air, trying to escape.

"Please be gentle, Kane," Aline sniffles.

Derek-" Because you came into this place with him, you've spent the most time with him, and he's bisexual, so he's your only chance. Besides, he's probably cute to you."
*He sits down by a mirror and starts fixing up Clyde's face with makeup.*

Kane: Because I'm here to help people. Not to hurt them. I can care less what side of the battle your on. Your injured so I'm helping you. If Zymphony was hurt, I'd be helping him.

Forgoten_Scars said:

Derek-" Because you came into this place with him, you've spent the most time with him, and he's bisexual, so he's your only chance. Besides, he's probably cute to you."
*He sits down by a mirror and starts fixing up Clyde's face with makeup.*

"We were only traveling together," Clyde argues. His normally somewhat-pale face is turned a bit rosy because of the powder, and his usually unnoticeable lips became glossy and red as the lipstick is applied to...his lips.