, glass cage / GEORGINA, CHARLOTTE, CAIN.

[REN]

IT'S A GLASS CAGE SO I CAN'T PRETEND

you don’t know what happened; all you remember is the night before you were drinking at a party. next thing you know you’re waking up in a locked warehouse with no escape. you quickly realize your drink had been spiked the night before and you have been abducted. a man wearing a mask appears on a small screen in the warehouse; his voice is obstructed so you can’t recognize it. he gives you instructions on how to get out, informing you that the only way to do so is by killing one of the three. until then, there will be no food or water and are not permitted to leave. just when you think it can't get worse, the abductor begins to add more rules (you can decide what these are). you can post how your character feels, how your character reacts, what your characters would do, and how they get out, but the three of you must interact. enjoy your mystery event! order of posting: georgina brotz (kayla), charlotte free (lauren), cain daniels (havoc).

[georgina catance brotz]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2wom9du.png), width: 400px; height: 400px;] Sometimes I wish for falling, Wish for the release I’ll dance with myself, I drunk myself down, Found people to love, Left people to drown, I'm not scared to jump, I'm not scared to fall, there was nowhere to land, I wouldn't be scared at all… Georgie had been partying the night before, she knew that much. But when she woke up the next morning she felt something that she had never felt before. She then looked around and realised that she wasn’t at home, she wasn’t even in anyone’s bed which was unusual for her. she held her hand to her head, trying to piece together the events of the previous night but her mind was at a blank. What was she doing here? What had happened to make her be brought here, what was the purpose? And HOW THE HELL WAS SHE GOING TO GET OUT!!!! The last thing she remembered was drinking a concoction of various different spirits, not a good move to make. She saw Charlie....and Cain!? Why the hell was he there...she shook her head...that was the last thing she was worrying about right now. Anyway she sat up and gently tapped them both on the shoulder, maybe they knew something she didn’t, maybe they remembered something. Ugh....she hated this. what the fuck is going.... before she could finish her sentence, she noticed a screen, and a man appeared wearing a mask. Oh god, this was like a movie....how fucked up was this? Georgie listened to the man explain. wait what? No food, water....escaping....they had to kill someone? what the ACTUAL FUCK she swore. someone is messing with us. What kind of sick fucked up prank is this? Who in their right mind would do this? she wasn’t panicking or scared, and if she was then she was doing a really good job of hiding it, she was angry. She didn’t think it was real because things like this only happened in the movies. She didn’t believe it to be real, how could it be real. She was dreaming....yes that was right, it had to be. There was no way this was real life. I say we kill Cain she said looking at Charlotte with a smirk and thinking it was all still a joke. There was no way she would be the one to be killed, whether it was a joke or not she would remain unharmed and stand her ground. Georgie would go along with this game until it got serious, then she would just leave, well she didn’t know if she could do. She stood up fully and went to find the door, pulling on the handle. It was locked....okay someone would come soon to find them, surely. She hadn’t brought her phone with her that night though, and now she was stuck here. Such a smart move. She then heard more flickering and the man appeared on the screen again.... © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY FLORENCE & THE MACHINE OUTFIT: HERE |443 WORDS | NOTES:HII!!

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[charlie]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 300px; height: 380px; background-color:#fff; border-left: 0px solid #cdcdcd; border-right: 0px solid #cdcdcd;] her body was swaying in line with the music and her head was pounding. her heart beating quickly she was dancing, but the dance floor kept going black. the more she sipped her drink, the more things got blurred. it wasnt a normal drunk, something was wrong. she looked around, feeling someones hands on her hips they were dancing with her. sipping more on her drink she didnt even think twice at this point. it wasnt until she felt hands sliding up to her neck that she started to panic, but the music was so loud that she couldnt make a sound. the hands wrapped around her neck and pulled her to their largely sculped body. she let out a whimpering cry and he whispered something in her ear. the next thing she knew the dancefloor, music, bodies, drinks and everything else were gone. the cold hard floor was plastered against her face. she rolled onto her side trying to sit up, but something wasnt right. something didnt feel right. she heard someone speaking, two voices actually. it was a female and a voice recording of a male. she couldnt make out what he was saying, she had been severely drugged and that was not going to end well, considering it was about time to take her medication. she managed to open her eyes fully, the room still spinning even as she was laying on her side. she pushed herself off of the floor only to realize she was handcuffed and tied together. her anxiety began to sky rocket as she shook the shackles binding her. what the fu- her voice was hushed and confused. she looked up, blonde curls falling around her face. georgie was sitting there and there was another body, it was cain, next to her. what the f- she couldnt even speak she was so confused. if this is some sort of joke id really like it to end she finally stated in a normal tone of voice. cain is this izzy being a brat because i poked at her too much? she poked him with her heel covered foot. looking over at georgie who was laughing and taking this as a joke charlie snickered. being a sarcastic bitch wont get us out she spit at her. charlie was in no mood to be dealing with this, her medication was due to be taken, and that frightened her. it was either she took it or she was going to end up hurting herself or one of the two around her.

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[cain matthias daniels]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width:500px; height:400px;] so let heaven be told that some may come some may go, where i end up i don't know, but i ain't dying alone~ Usually, with underground parties, Cain would oped out not wanting to get involved with anything had the cops showed up. He liked to stay clean, besides a few drinks for good measure he didn't do drug. But it was just one of those nights were he let his friends drag him long anyways, well if you could call them that, they ditched him after arriving. It wasn't long after that that he ordered his first drink, figuring he'd enjoy one but then just leave afterwards. Funny. Either these not so legal parties supplied liquor that could make you drunk with one sip or he was just over thinking this whole thing. He felt loose and much more carefree as he kept drinking, feeling the thudding of the music coarse through his veins more then blood. He smeared his hands over his eyes as everything, every face, started to lose shape and contort. There was something definitely wrong with him. Cain tried not to move away from the bar, away from his grip on the counter. But even that slipped away as reality shut down. A groan shuddered his body back to life. At first he refused to open his eyes, his ears however picked up a group of voices so he clung to that to know he was still alive. Except the few words that he was able to pick up made his eyes flutter and he turned to his side, wanted to rub his eyes to open them but one of his hands was resisted. That and a press into his gut made his green eyes snap open, having little time to adjust to his new spine chilling surroundings. "Izzy?" He cleared his throat are nearly growling the name, then he shook his head, looking around at all the dark shadows, "No, Izzy wouldn't do this." Okay so he definitely knew that was Charlie. The other firgure drew his attention as he tried not to fall victim to the headache banging in his skull, that voice and the near amused laugh, he knew that voice too. "Georgie, this really isn't anything to laugh about.", his voice was still gruff as he pushed himself to a better sitting position next to Charlie, scowling at the chain restriction fastened to his wrist. Cain clenched his jaw as the static male recording pinged to life. It reminded the three that there was a simple exit to all of this, killing, then went on the explain that he would slowly add pressure ever thirty minutes to make then obey and finally snap. The actor furrowed his eye brows and interrupted the voice, "Asshole, you're afraid to show your face. How about we kill you, then we can all leave." Metal jingled and groan as Cain tried to pull on it, resisting a hiss as the cuff started to dig into his skin. There was a grunted laugh, then the recording ended. Exhaling heavily, Cain cut his hard and weary eyes to his two female companions, "Does anyone know how long we have been knocked out?" tagged kayla/georgie lauren/charlie coded by becky! of caution 2.0

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[georgina catance brotz]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2wom9du.png), width: 400px; height: 400px;] Sometimes I wish for falling, Wish for the release I’ll dance with myself, I drunk myself down, Found people to love, Left people to drown, I'm not scared to jump, I'm not scared to fall, there was nowhere to land, I wouldn't be scared at all… She smirked when Charlie mentioned Izzy. Then Cain spoke up saying it wasn’t her. We don’t know who did this, for all we know it could have been her she rolled her eyes. Well she didn’t know the girl but she kind of just wanted to wind him, even though it wasn’t really the time or the place. Maybe this wasn’t a joke, no one else seemed to be taking it this was and Charlottes comment kind of made her snap out of it. I don’t think anything is going to help us right now she snapped back, suddenly realising that this was reality and there wasn’t going to be an easy way out of the situation. Maybe she should start taking it seriously. ok, so maybe not but what else can we do, shouting and swearing and crying definitely isn’t going to help she said giving him a fake smile. this sick son of a bitch wants to play games then we should play him at his own game she stated. It was all very well and good saying it, but actually doing it would be the hard part because they had no idea what they were dealing with, but she suggested it anyway because she wanted to, it sounded kind of fun in a way, although she really didn’t want to be killed. It was risky but she had put it out there. Whether the other two would agree, she didn’t know, but personally she wanted to teach the sick fuck a lesson. She wanted to make HIM suffer, give him the same treatment. Of course if she actually came face to face with him then she would probably be scared, but right now she was going to act confident because it never helped to show fear, that would be showing weakness. no she replied bluntly when he asked if either of them knew how long they had been knocked out. well I don’t anyway she then lent down on the floor and felt the floor with her hands, maybe there was a trap door or something they could use to escape. This was getting more and more terrifying the longer they stayed around, the man appeared again, telling them he would keep pressuring them. does anyone have any ideas to give this fucking asshole a lesson? she asked looking from Charlie to Cain. Maybe they wouldn’t, or maybe they would, but she maybe had an idea of her own. © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY FLORENCE & THE MACHINE OUTFIT: HERE |443 WORDS | NOTES:HII!!

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[charlie]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 300px; height: 380px; background-color:#fff; border-left: 0px solid #cdcdcd; border-right: 0px solid #cdcdcd;] the feelings of the shackles around her wrists made her squirm, she hated feeling tied up. it reminded her too much of her various hospital visits and it just made her anxiety worse. she felt herself getting stiff and then angry and sad at the same time. her emotions were flying. she let out a groan and leaned back against the wall closing her eyes. seh let out a puff of air escape her lips and it lifted her blonde bangs out of her face. well all im gonna say is, is that if i dont take my meds in the next half hour, we are all screwed she let that linger in the air a moment before opening her eyes and waiting a moment. she looked around the room and anger started to coarse through her. she started to shake the chains, trying to break free. what the hell! she let out a yell and began to have a fit, a fit of pure rage and anger. when the man popped onthe tv again she screamed at him, cursing him, spitting at him, she was like a tiger that was being prodded. after he flashed away she stopped. sitting very still she closed her eyes again. she was not going to get out if she didnt learn to control her temper, let alone all of her other emotions. she wasnt going to sit here and lie to them, she was terrified. terrified of what was going to happen. was she going to have to kill one of them? she was this big bad bitch, but there was no way she could actually kill someone. not even izzy, even though she despised her. she opened her eyes and blinked at georgie and then at cain. she looked back at georgie as she spoke, breaking the silence between the three of them. she spit back at charlie and that just made charlie laugh. she looked at her, raising her eye brows i suggest that if YOU want to live you watch your tone with me, sweetheart she growled at her. she raised both eyebrows when georgie suggested killing someone. are you friggin serious?! jesus christ you are as pyscho as everyone says! there is no way im killing someone in this room and there is no fucking way one of you is touching me she stated simply. she sat back against the wall get a new idea she nodded at georgie and closed her eyes. letting her thoughts race, maybe she deserved this. she was worthless, a waste of space, and maybe she should just die right here. she opened her eyes and wiggled her wrist again, the chain wasnt as tight as she thought. ok, someone break my wrists. she broke the silence. she had seen it in a movie. break the wrist and slip it right out of the chain, wouldnt even hurt. well, that bad, she let out a sigh and looked at both of them. if you break them, i will slip out, with some pain, and run to get help she shrugged. she highly doubted they would trust her, but charlie wasnt as cold and heartless as she seemed, and if they didnt do it she was going to break her own wrists.

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[cain matthias daniels]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width:500px; height:400px;] so let heaven be told that some may come some may go, where i end up i don't know, but i ain't dying alone~ He was sure that his green eyes darkened when Georgie insisted. Frankly this wasn't the time to really be getting on each others bad side, arguing wasn't going to really bring a peaceful end that they all wanted. So, in retort, Cain bit his tongue a kept from making a sound. Taking another huffed breath, he shifted against the wall, bustling to keep his not so happy fit in sit his head. Of course being stuck in chains with the two women no one really want ed piss off wasn't helping. Who ever had locked them in here knew what they were doing and who to kidnap. Charlie, Georgie and Cain at the best of times weren't the most compatible of people. Lulling his head to one side, he didn't so much as look at Charlie as he did lust listen to her words. Great, now on top of everything else they had her mental state to worry about. Cain knew it was a big deal for her and he just let his head fall to hang down. Wasn't long after that Georgie had run her mouth with what she though they should do. Play along? He lifted his head and kept the scowl that tugged at his features. Brilliant idea, give the mystery man what he damn well wants. He would have spoken up, but Charlie pretty much summed everything up that he would have said. The silence after that just seemed to drag on, clearly all of them had things running through their heads. Cain, while he tried to think about some idea, had a linger doubt of fear in his head that throbbed with the fading head ache. It wasn't a fear for not being found, he was a well known actor plus he had Izzy, someone would realize that he wasn't around and look for him. God, for all they knew it could have been a day since they were drugged and placed in here. Looking back over Georgie and Charlie, Cain felt his mouth was dry. Right about now he'd offer some words of encouragement or comfort, but he wasn't sure that the two girls would respond well to that. Expect he heard the blonde next to him and his head perked up instantly, "What?" the single word dripping of his lips. She was willing to snap a bone, endure some pain, to help? The thought made him jingle his own restraint; a frown and a wince flashed over him. His cuff was tight, well most lightly tighter then then her's was, she had much more thinner wrists. Swallowing he closed his eyes before opening them and trying hard not to regret what was going to come out of his mouth, "Are you sure, Charlie? I'd hate to try it and have it not work. Then you'd be injured, in pain and we'd all still be stuck in here." He didn't want her to regret it either. They were in a do or die situation, even though he may not have the fondest of relationships with either of the girls, they all had the common goal to get out alive. Casting a glance over at Georgie and exhaling another hard breath, the actor arched an eyebrow at her, "It is better then just sitting here, though. What do you think Georgie?" They certainly couldn't waste time, Cain could put aside bad opinions for the chance to get out. Not trust or mistrust, just mutual gain for the same goals. tagged kayla/georgie lauren/charlie coded by becky! of caution 2.0

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[georgina catance brotz]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; background-image:url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2wom9du.png), width: 400px; height: 400px;] Sometimes I wish for falling, Wish for the release I’ll dance with myself, I drunk myself down, Found people to love, Left people to drown, I'm not scared to jump, I'm not scared to fall, there was nowhere to land, I wouldn't be scared at all… Georgie ignored what Charlie said, she was too full of emotion to get into an argument, and she didn’t want to go back and forth. She could go off on one at her but it really wasn’t the time or the place, she realised that now. It wasn’t going to get them out of this place any easier or faster. She was trying her best to stay calm and not show how scared she was, probably why the attitude had come out and her laughter. She realised now that this was real and she had to be serious. She scowled at Charlie when she called her psycho, she could come back with something so easily but she forced herself to bite her tongue and explain herself. NO! she said quickly we come up with something else, maybe trick him somehow....I don’t know, I have never been in this situation before so I have no idea whether it will work she rolled her eyes. It was a dumb idea, lets just forget about it okay? she said quickly. She looked at the ground and then back at the two of them. All she wanted was to get out of the damn place, but she didn’t know how they could do that. Are you serious? she asked her That’s crazy.... she said. Okay, she was a superbitch and all that, but that idea was crazy. She couldn’t seem to get passed the idea of it being so. She then looked over at Cain You’re not seriously considering this are you? What if it makes things worse? He could have a camera around here somewhere and be watching us she said Its like a fucking torture chamber in here, it creeps the hell out of me she admitted. She then thought about it Maybe it’s worth a try, like you said, its better than just sitting around here doing nothing, but who knows what the bastard has up his sleeve, or even why we are here she looked down once again and then spoke up again looking over at the two of them. we just have to be careful, if we are going to do this, it needs to be done right. Yeah okay I state the obvious, but if we screw it up who knows what will happen. © melly welly from caution 2.0 | LYRICS BY FLORENCE & THE MACHINE OUTFIT: HERE |387 WORDS | NOTES:HII!!

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