@L.O.S.S-KAL
@Toa_Vladin
@Toa_Radrix
@Tarkur
@Jcton
Soon, the next lunch break would begin.
The Gamemaster, Plague Knight and Savager once again sat at separate seats to eat.
For the first time since ge got captured, Thornrax left his cell.
The guards of course were confused by this. They had never seen Thornrax exit his cell before. The guards decided to be on alert.
“Looking for something?” a voice suddenly called from behind Dez, meanwhile.
OOC: Dez?
OOC: Yes.
Dez is a new minor prisoner
“Wha?-“ Dez asked
“Ignore it!” Tyhe Gamemaster sighed, Tha gamemaster looked at him
@Mctoran
OOC:
OOC: Dez is at Thornrax’s base.
OOC: I know. And the voice calling out to Dez is at Thornrax’s base as well.
OOC: Nobody knows about Dez’s existance. What you’re doing now isn’t possible.
The Gamemaster turned slowly to see Thornrax.
“Finally stepping out of your comfort zone, eh?” He remarked.
Nimrack and X45 sat side to side “I hope you have a good plan, X45.”
He gave a silent nod and ate his food
He approached him, staring at him.
Akem would of course try his trojan programs, which would appear as a normal file, but would in a sense be like a trojan horse.
The Gamemaster impatiently rapped his fingers on the table.
“Well? Aren’t you going to answer?”
@Jcton
The trojan horse allowed Akem to pass through the first coded barrier.
Suddenly, Watcher would be summoned by Michael to the Prison’s monitoring office.
He assured that nobody would listen to them, before sitting in front of him.
“What do you want?”
“Tell me, Gamemaster, do you bleed?” Thornrax said in a voice so deep, do creepy, that the Gamemaster would feel colds on his spine. It was the first time Thornrax said something since he got captured.
The Gamemaster was silent for a moment.
Then, he stifled a giggle.
Then, he began to chortle with laughter.
“Of I bleed. If not, then my arm wouldn’t be mising.”
Thornrax chuckled, his voice continuing to give the Gamemaster chills.
“I like you. This is why I will tell you how you will die.”
The Gamemaster laughed even harder, banging his fist on the table.
“I don’t even care at this point. I’ve already died before. But entertain me. How am I going to die?”