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Okay. We're just gonna watch tv. Criminal Minds is first up. Salem started it and then leaned her head back, flinching at the jolt.
"The point? The point is that you're in trouble."
((what should happen?))

"What?"
Perfect. Emmy kept trying to find a wall to this place.
Josiah's eyes widened then flickered and he laughed
"So what? Time out is first up? Or do we skip the bull and go right to the real punishments?"
((I like the Idea of him being mind controlled and having to torture the girls.That would pretty much kill him... Salem has to figure out its not him though...))

Salem nodded and pulled her knees up so her feet were flat on the ground and her legs made triangles. She put her hands beneath her head and closed her eyes again.
"Oh don't you worry," the man with ebony eyes said in a cool voice. "We know just what to do with you."
((That's the best friggin' idea ever! You rock! Do you want to start it?))

"Farrow? What?"
"Kill me. Just kill me." Emmy told the darkness angrilly
((Why did I get the Sorting Hat's voice in my head as he said that??))
"Oh I see the black eyes are a Fad now... they don't work on you though. Sorry..."
((Thanks! :D I gtg though. Pillows are whispering to me. I'll talk to you tomorrow! ))

Be careful what you wish for....
((The Sorting Hat has a voice? *awed*))
The man scowled at him.
((My pillow was talking to me too! haha talk to you tomorrow. Looking forward to this stuff!))

Patrik averted his eyes
"This is so wrong."
Emmy grinned and ..."
Dani walked out of the bar slightly tipsy.

"I'm curious and I have no one else to annoy."
"Yeah I know." Emmy said
((Yeah! Have you ever seen the movies? <3))
JOsiah shrugged
"So, what is your devious plan oh great and powerful master?"

Farrow smiled a little. "It didn't taste as bad as I thought."
Salem chuckled.
"The ones you tried in vain to save, will suffer greatly by your own hand."
((in my head, I said it like a poem..haha))

Patrik shook his head grinning
Emmy sighed then froze
"Tell me you're getting bad vibes from your room..."
Josiah looked serious for a moment
"No, they won't."

Farrow went back to it and took another sip. "It's interesting."
Waaay bad vibes. Salem agreed.
The man smiled coldly. "They will. Trust me."

Patrik made an 'X' with his fingers.
"Just say no Farrow..."
"OK, then I'm not going crazy..." Emmy said, sounding slightly relieved.
Josiah's eyes flashed
"Not while I'm breathing." he promised.

She laughed and dumped it down the sink. "No."
No, but I wish you were, she smiled.
Damien froze time. "Damn Josiah, you're screwed."

Patrik smiled
"Good."
"Thanks!" Emmy said sounding half annoyed and mostly sarcastic.
Josiah looked at him eyes flickering in responce to his rampaging emmotions.
"Yeah, no Shit Damien."
((Butting in randomly: You aren't allowed to read/watch Harry Potter either? Finally! Someone else!))

((Nope. High five!))

Patrik smiled
"Good."
"Thanks!" Emmy said sounding half annoyed and mostly sarcastic.
Josiah looked at him eyes ..."
((nope. I've seen two of the movies though, one when I was in first grade and one this year. The first one and the Half-Blood Prince one.))
Farrow winked. "It wasn't good enough to risk getting sick over it away."
Salem frowned. Shush. My head hurts.
"No, I mean even worse than that," he mumbled. "They want to use mind control."

Patrik shook his head
"Not if it tastes as bad as it seems."
Emmy shushed and froze, listening hard and trying to figure out what was about to happen to them.
Josiah's eyes widened
"Oh, I'm THAT Screwed."

"It tastes almost as bad as it seems."
Salem felt heavy for a minute, sick.
"Yeah that screwed. Sacre bleu!" Damien paced. "We'll have to get the girls to understand it isn't really you...that's the only thing we can do."

((srry for the time lapse between posts I'm cleaning my room...))
"Yeah, I would have guessed so." Patrik nodded
Emmy just felt isolated, like the room didn't end but she could feel the tease of a wall in front of her.
"How do you propose we do that? I can't send mind messages to Salem like Emmy can. They hate you and once the mind thing gets it's freaky grips in my head, they'll hate me too." Josiah said sounding more and more like he was mentally running in circles.

Farrow sat on the counter. "What's your favourite colour, Patrik?"
Salem turned onto her side and put one of her arms under her cheek.
"Maybe they'll just know," he said, looking at him with something like sadness.

"Blues and silver." He responded "Why?"
Emmy reached out with her hands and felt a wall infront of her
"Oh thank God." She breathed and sank down against it.
Josiah closed his eyes and sighed
"Let's hope they do. I know I am."

"Just wanted to know," she replied.
So, you found the wall?
Damien nodded. "I have to unfreeze the time here though."

Patrik nodded
"Alright."
"Yeah, and I don't think a wall has ever made me this happy..." Emmy said closing her eyes, then realizing there was no percieveable difference between them open or shut.
Josiah nodded and said seriously
"I'll see you on the other side Damien."

"It just came up and I suddenly wanted to know."
I would give you a high five...but I can't, so I won't.
"Sure you will. Bonne chance, Josiah...good luck." Damien unfroze time and the men took Josiah by the arms.

Patrik nodded again
"Ok. ANything else?"
"Nah, just stop listening to me and make your head stop hurting while I try to shake the bad vibes" Emmy said standing and keeping one hand on the wall started to walk the length of the room.
Josiah, out of reflex struggled and threw some Shadows around. Then he rationalized and stopped, one of the many differences between him and his sister, he noticed off handedly, he knew when and how to stop. He was strting to think he was the one who got screwed in that deal.

"Yeah, lucky number?"
I'll try, she smiled, curling up again.
((I don't know how to do this.))
Damien watched in silence.

"uhhh.19" Patrik decided
Emmy nodded
"Good."
((bc I tend to be really good at doing bad things to my poor characters would you like me to take it over from here?))
Josiah was forced to his knees and his head tipped back so he was staring at the empty celing.

"Nineteen. Hmm.."
Salem didn't answer and let the movie stop. The buzzing from the floor wasn't bothering her as much anymore.
((yes please!))
Damien wasn't allowed to leave.

Patrik looked thoughtful
"What does that say about me?" he asked sarcastically
Emmy counted 89 steps before comming to a corner.
((Ok! :D))
Josiah heard the men step away from him and heard one set of soft footfalls aproaching him.
((OMG WHAT IS WAVERLY'S POWERS?! I JUST GOT THE MOST COOL IDEA YET! WAVERLY IS THE TORTURE SPECIALIST FOR THESE PEOPLE! OH.MY.GOD!!!))

"It says....that you like the number nineteen."
Salem actually managed to fall into a fitful sleep.
((Waverley is an Empath. Can you explain the idea a little, cause it seems very intriguing.))

Patrik laughed
"Yeah I know. Any more random things?"
Emmy reached 27 steps before the next corner.
((Ok, so Waverly being an empath would know what causes people emotional distress right? So if she was flipepd to be evil these people could use her powers and have her be the one that works with the torturer guy, she is like 5 so no dirty work for her, but she'll tell them how to hurt them and how much and in what ways to do it.idk is that dumb??))

"Sure. I'm full of random things. What's the nickname you hate the most?"
((I love that idea, it's so not dumb. It's genious! How did you think of that? *amazed*))
The soft steps stopped in front of Josiah. "Jojo," she said quietly.

"Taps." Patrik told her
((Thanks! :) And it kind of came to me as i was writing then it was like BAM! Evil Waverly. Except the one in my head is like 17 and scary not 5 and adorable.))
Josiah knew that voice, he had been at many torturings himself. He knew how this went down, he just didn't expect her, not yet anyway.
"Waverly," he said smoothly his head still tipped back painfully "I should've known..."

"People called you Taps? Why?" Farrow asked.
((That's really cool...maybe she really is 17, but 5 year old Waverley is a disguise, like a glamour?))
"Yes, you should have Jojo, but you didn't," she put her hand flat on his cheek. "Poor Jojo..."

"Well it was more my family than anything. I used to screw with the water pressure in the showers when my sisters were taking one. So they just dubed me Taps. It stuck." Patrik told her
((Oh that would be too cool! You're SUPER smart!))
"How many times do I have to say don't call me Jojo Waves?" Josiah asked.
He knew how she worked, he had trained her some himself. Made sure she knew how to do everything herself before she was sent on her first test run. That didn't really matter right now, survival instincts were kicking in and he hated the vulnerability of this position.

Dani leaned into it. "It's been too long," she slurred.
((Drunk Dani is scaring me...)(

((*smiles* You are UBER smart. We rock together.))
Waverley tapped his cheek. "Many more times, Jojo. Since you won't stop calling me Waves." She turned to the men, asking them silently what exactly was to be done. She turned back and smiled. "This will be fun, Jojo."

"THis is my fault." he said to himself "No one but my fault." he was aggrivated at himself and put her in the cab sliding in after her.

"Doesn't mean I like it."
((Thank you thank you. and Hells yes we do!))
Josiah sighed
"I only call you Waves because you call me Jojo. And I highly doubt this will be fun.Oh, and just so you know, you have the creepy smile down pat. Congrats."
Declan nodded
"Yeah, it is."

((ye-ah))
"Aw, your praise means so much," she was actually serious, but it didn't seem like it. "You know what we're going to do right?"

"Of course you do."
Josiah would have nodded
"Yup I do and you're welcome."
That was just a little jarring
"Ok." DEclan said

"Good, now don't struggle, Jojo..." Waverley put her other hand on his left cheek so that she had his face between her hands.
((And because I don't know how to explain this, can we just pretend it happened? Or you could do it.))
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"Try the freezing cold water to get the taste out of your mouth." Patrik said pointing at teh fridge.
Emmy made a face but laughed
Just pick,
Josiah nodded again
"I know, but it would be a waste of time. I'd just come back, go all avenging angel on your ass and I'd be back where I started with a new group. So, let's get to the point boys." he was annoyed by the time he had finished talking.