Theodore smirked. "...This, Crevan.. Is Experimental Drug 'Z1-42.'

"You'll be far more intimate with it soon." He laughed out,  crossing his arms as he surveyed the pirate.

"Nevertheless..." He spoke, softly. "Lights out. " The lights dimmed to the point where the only illumination offered within the room were his own two glowing purple eyes.

Man. Those eyes could give people nightmares.

..Oh, wait.

They are.(edited)
(love the way you draw mae btw)
(gREGG TO AW)
hastily gift-wrapped mustard - Today at 2:39 PM
The hand holding his hair closed tighter, unable to stop the trembling.
It wasn't real! It couldn't be real!
Theodore's voice seemed so distant... e-experimental drug, he said...?

"Ye... y-ye bast--!!" he started, finding himself unable to continue his speech - his words died in his throat, almost choking as he tried all he got to let them out and surpass the insults and the hateful comments that kept echoing on and on in his head.

Make them stop...
Make... them stop---!
(AA t y,)
Candle - Today at 2:40 PM
(...and now, mind if i go a sliiight bit godmode to show off theo's drug a bit?)
(this is supposed to be a dreamy state, so any harm done to crev in this dream didn't actually happen)
hastily gift-wrapped mustard - Today at 2:42 PM
(fuck yeah dude fuckin destroy him)
Candle - Today at 2:47 PM
As Crevan's eyes re-opened, he would notice.. Nothing. He's still strapped to the chair, pain-free, and still - Wait. Where's the floor?

As he surveyed the room, he would notice it is not a room at all. He's floating. Specks of debris float freely around the pitch black space he occupies, and-

far away, seemingly miles, shines a gaint pair of purple, glowing irises.

Suddenly, from what looks like a tear in the fabric of reality,  very ragged mouth, simmilar to a jack-o-lanturn's, rips open from underneath the pair of eyes, and twists into a smile.

"Welcome to my reality, Crevan..."
(o also)
(i found out)
(people on furaffinity aparently pay a l o t for ref pics)
(so consider posting there)
(i saw a post on tumblr, if you want me to find it)
hastily gift-wrapped mustard - Today at 2:51 PM
(HOHOHO I GOTTA REMEMBER I KEEP FORGETTING TO CHECK)
Candle - Today at 2:52 PM
(they say 60 is too little for a half body, sometimes!!!)
hastily gift-wrapped mustard - Today at 2:54 PM
...what the hell.
Crevan's breathe was broken, as if it was just about to sob... he looked around, more and more concused, unable to connect the dots.

...w-was that another effect of the drug? Maybe he just fell asleep, and this was a nightmare...

...
...no.
The shiver he felt as soon as those eyes stared at him couldn't be nothing but a dream...

"...w-what is this...?" he let out in a terribly trembling whisper, unable to look away from that twisted smile..
Candle - Today at 2:56 PM
The mouth formed into what looked like an animated smirk. "Your new life." He spoke, as the eyes and mouth faded away.

He was left to himself, floating freely. Maybe he would notice something soon? Maybe.. A friend? Loved one? It seems like anything could happen.
(choose who u wanna have die)
(w/ your next reply)
hastily gift-wrapped mustard - Today at 2:58 PM
"...what ye be m--" he started, just to see that sorry excuse of a face fading away.
"...H-HEY, COME BACK! I DON'T--!!"

"...big brother?"

A gasp, and Crevan seemed to completely forget about those eyes. He looked around, trying to understand from where that voice came from - it kept echoing, in the infinite void he was floating on - until his mechanical eye spotted Edward.
He was just... there?

...t-that was bad.
Why he started to have such a bad feeling--
Candle - Today at 3:02 PM
The small pirate elated with glee, and concern. He ran over to his captured brother, attempting to pull the binds of. He failed to notice what was behind him. As he struggled against the binds, the silloette of theodore rose behind him. He was stark black- only noticable because of his shining glasses, which seemed to be the only other source of light in the void. He stood behind Ed, arms behind his back. He smirked, revealing a set of teeth remenicient of his glasses in their form.
He raised a single finger, making a "Shhh" Motion. This was obviously directed to Crevan.
hastily gift-wrapped mustard - Today at 3:10 PM
No, it was bad.
It was terribly bad...!

Edward ran towards him, he seemed so... so real...!

...but it couldn't be, right? That would mean he got captured too, a-and it couldn't be possible to be there floating like it's nothing!
...right...?

Still, as soon as he noticed Theodore, appearing out of nowhere, it didn't matter what he was thinking. He knew he was going to do something horrible.
The pirate opened his mouth, ready to tell Edward to run away, not to worry about him, but once again he found the words dying in his throat, making it hard to even breathe. He struggled, he did all he could to tell his brother, but...

He couldn't do anything about it
Candle - Today at 3:11 PM
(also)
(my inspiration for this theo horror:)
https://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/theslenderman/images/3/31/830px-COMECLOSER_Observer1.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/250?cb=20111112155757

https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Z7j6WDGLzdc/maxresdefault.jpg

hastily gift-wrapped mustard - Today at 3:12 PM
OH SHIT YES
Candle - Today at 3:12 PM
also
F U N is to come
Theodore's other hand withdrew from his back, revealing a familliarly white knife. His hand shushing Crevan withdrew to his side, as he advanced on the child.

With one swift motion, Edward's motions stopped. The knife, poking out of the front of his chest, a clear sight to crevan. Purple blood splattered on Crevan, and began to soak the shirt Ed had worn.

Edward looked down, before slowly looking back up, staring into his brother's eyes.

"..Brother?"
hastily gift-wrapped mustard - Today at 3:26 PM
He wanted to scream.
He wanted to cry.

And yet, noting came out. Until the very end, he hoped he could've been strong enough to manage to break free, throw his brother aside... or just tell him to leave, as fast as he could-

...and instead, all he could do for a few seconds, as soon as that sick, purple blood splattered on his face, was to stare back - breathless.
For some long, painful seconds, he could do nothing but watch in disbelief the knife poking out from his brother's chest.

"N-No...!" he moaned, shaking incontrollably.
That wasn't real. It couldn't be real!! Stay focused, that-that was... just...!!!
"NO! ED--!!"
Candle - Today at 3:29 PM
the knife withdrew, letting more of the blood spill out, as ed fell to his knees,  and on his side, to the floor.

Theodore still stood over him, smile brighter than his own soul, by-fucking-far.

"...help.." The voice from the floor said. "..please."

Theodore crouched down, moving the chair to where it floated staring downwards, at the body. He thrusted his knife into Ed's lower abdomen, laughing.
(mind you- there still isnt a floor)
(just for theo and ed
(foxy's in a void, but it seems like there's a floor-
(you feel?)
hastily gift-wrapped mustard - Today at 3:30 PM
( o h boi yes)
Help--
...h-how could he help?! He had to do something - anything, but--

"NO!!!" he yelled once more, tears flooding his eye as once again he was filled with so many emotions.
Anger. Fear. Sadness.
Hate.
Hate...!

"STOP IT!" he yelled - no, growled, shaking even more once Theodore's knife sunk once again in Edward's weak body "STOP IT, Y-YE BASTARD!"
Candle - Today at 3:34 PM
To Crevan's surprise, the knife came out.

To his immidiate anger, the knife went back in. In a rhythmic fashion, Theodore had begun stabbing quickly over Ed's body, as ed weakly cried out for help.

"P-please.. brother... do... Something..! Please! Please!" He cried.
hastily gift-wrapped mustard - Today at 3:37 PM
No matter how much he screamed.
No matter how many tears fell from his eyes.
No matter how much his anger grew with each stab.

He couldn't do anything.
Once again... he was forced to simply stay there and watch..!

Soon enough, he even forgot that was meant to be nothing but an illusion.
Would it even matter, now that his brother was being murdered mercilessly in front of his eyes...?
Candle - Today at 3:41 PM
"...Go on.." Theodore said to ed. "Beg for help."

Edward looked up into Crevan's eyes, blood leaking from his mouth, and purple tears falling down his face.

"Please...! Help! I- I- I don't wanna die! I'm.. I'm not ready! Help me, Brother..! Please!"

Theodore shoved his face on the ground.

"There's no peace for you disgusting rebels.. You'll die the same way, over, and over, and over again.. And it will be fun. " Theodore spoke, softly, staring into crevan's eyes.

"I hope you enjoy the rest of your life here."

"I sure will."
hastily gift-wrapped mustard - Today at 3:43 PM
(tfw u use wrong chat)
Candle - Today at 3:43 PM
h a h
hastily gift-wrapped mustard - Today at 3:44 PM
"Stop...!"

The screams turned into weak whining, his eye still locked on Edward.
He wanted to help. He so... so desperately wanted to do anything.
Beg Theodore to kill him instead wasn't going to change anything. He wanted him to suffer - death could've waited, if that meant driving him insane, first.

"...p-please...!"
Candle - Today at 3:51 PM
The void began fragmenting apart, into whiteness, as Crevan finally woke up.
hastily gift-wrapped mustard - Today at 4:04 PM
And in a moment, everything faded.
As if space itself exploded, just to recompose in a second.

Crevan looked around, more and more confused, blinking a few times as he tried desperately to recognize the place where he just woke up once again.

"Wh--" he starts, still filled with confusion and grief, looking around for his brother - just to beet Theodore's eyes, so suddenly he even gasps...
Candle - Today at 4:05 PM
"...Fun?~" He asked, a wide smile plastering his face.

"So very amazing what simple audio cues can do for someone.." He laughed, tapping a small radio on the table with glee.

"..Don't worry about where we got them, of course.. Heheheeehh.. I do hope your time was fun..?"
hastily gift-wrapped mustard - Today at 4:14 PM
"...what...?"

He breathed out, speaking as weakily as he ever was.
It takes him a few seconds to understand what was going on, and even when he understood all he saw was but an illusion...

...heh.
Seeing his brother being murdered isn't exactly easy to swallow.

"...y-you...!" he murmurs, just to find himself sobbing again. He stares at the other like an angered beast, ready to jump at his throat, but with those tears that glare was nowhere close to be menacing...
Candle - Today at 4:16 PM
"You seemed quite easy to break, there... I suppose we'll see just how quickly it'll take.." He smiles, leaving the room, and locking the door.

Damn.