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SCP-2222's Cell
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Dae
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Feb 02, 2015 11:59PM
The cell is average sized, the walls yellow and the furniture black, as well as the bed sheets. There's a bathroom stall black and yellow striped in the back corner, opposite the teleport pad. The wall that opens into the hallways is one big one way mirror, so it was a mirror to Psii but a window to anyone on the outside looking in. The whole mirror slides back like a huge heavy door, letting him out when they're allowed out.
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Kurloz zapped in, falling on his behind immediately, {Holy motherfuck} he thought with slight frustration. They really needed to fix that. Of course, maybe the fact that Kurloz was all kickin the wicked elixir at the moment might have contributed to the whole, falling on his ass charade, but whatever. He gazed around, raising an eyebrow in slight dissapoinment at the small size of the room.
Psii had been fast asleep, curled up in bed with his back to Kurloz, but jerked awake when he heard the intruder, sitting bolt upright, bee plushie clutched to his chest. The lights flicked on when he yelled, "Who's there!?" He threw his pillow at Kurloz, scrambling away "stay back!"
Kurloz blinked, being hit in the face, {Hey, calm down, your gonna all up and smudge my makeup} he said through mental communication, even so, he was still talking in drunken slurs.
He paused, back pressed against the mirror, watchin him. "Who are you!? How'd you get here!?" He mumbled.
{Via, teleportation} he replied calmly, pointing to the grey pad drilled into the floor at the corner of the cell.
He nodded, poking it, {Land on my ass every motherfuckin type.} he shook his head in dissaproval.
He wobbily stood, leaning against the wall, holding a hand out, {Kurloz} he said simply in greeting.
He glanced down at his outstretched hand and let out a sigh, {Okay, Psii.} he replied, nodding as he relayed the name in his head.
He nodded, {Sometimes I burn people. I can understand that.} he replied calmly, though obviously a bit drunkenly.
"You should sit down." He mumbled, getting up and guiding him towards the bed with a little push from his fuzzy bee.
He grinned, tilting his head. "It's been a while since I got to speak to anyone. Is it normal to not be visited by others?"
He shrugged, {I mean, I don't get a lot of normal motherfuckers randomly teleportin into my room. But, I do it a lot. As well as a few other people. So I guess, yes and no} he explained.
He nodded quietly, sitting next to him and crossing his legs. "So Kurloz..why are you here?" He murmured
{Just gettin my motherfuckin entertainment on. How about you? You seemed especially startled by my appearance.} he replied.
His smile grew even bigger if that was physically possible, hugging his bee close to his chest. "Thanks! His name is Geoffrey!"
He grinned, hugging the bee and rocking slightly. "He says hi back...Geoffrey's really shy though.."
(( :D Thanky! He's in a right good mood right now, but if he's visited by a counselor or something /cough/ then it might just change))Psii rested his chin on the bee, watching Kurloz. "What'd you do to get in here?"
{The blasphemous traitors locked me up because I killed a few people by "supernatural" means. What in the motherfuck does that even mean?} he replied, his eyebrows furrowed in slight irritation.
"Same! I don't know what it's all about, but I don't like it." He muttered, tilting his head to one side. "The people don't like me very much....It was kinda scary coming here."
He grinned. "Great! I like you too!" He nodded, nearly bouncing up and down in excitement. A friend!
((>.<))"Well...I usually try to get someone in here and then use my powers to tear them to pieces...though they stopped coming after a while. I heard them talking once about euthanization. What does that mean?"
Kurloz blinked, {It's not motherfuckin good. Maybe you should stop all up and rippin people to pieces. Just sayin, it might result in some unrighteous stuff.} he replied.
"But they don't let me do anything else! What else am I to do, Kurloz? Sit in here all quiet like day in and day out?" He hugged Geoffrey close. "If I get into some unrighteous stuff, will you take care of Geoffrey?"
He grinned. "Is your cell bigger? I'd like to be able to stretch my legs..I mean..if we can get there?" He had no idea how this place worked.
{Sure. I don't see why the mutherfuck not} he replied, taking his hand, not minding the shock, considering he was kind of Satan's son. It had it's ups and downs. He let go of him, showing him the main control panel, which was a small touchscreen device attached to the bottom, {You just sorta, pick a room. Or you can put it all up on shuffle} he explained.
He hesitated to take the other's hand, wincing at the sound of the shock, but relaxed almost immediately when the other didn't flinch. He grinned, crouching down and gazing at the panel. "which one is yours?"
{Oh motherfuck, I forgot, gimme a moment, the wicked elixir is all up and fucking with my head} he replied.



