Billy Kaplan (
wearingthestars) wrote in
revivalproject2023-06-09 09:46 pm
Calibrations- I want out
Who: Billy Kaplan & Open
What: Calibrations
When: June 10th to July 10th
Where: Calibrations
Warnings: Depression, Torture, Bullying, Dark Themes in general due to his punishment
Those who have been inside Billy's mind before will find this set up...different. Whether influenced by the punishment he seems to be facing, or just the dread and anxiety he feels being tricked back into this place he was tortured before-(editors note: see however the hell long ago when Billy was lured down here alone, and tortured with memories until his magic created a whole other reality for a moment. fun times.)- it has clearly gotten to him.
The room is either some sort of prison or torture chamber, maybe both? Built from metal, there's rusty stains, and...is that blood? Billy is strapped up the wall, devices skewered through his ears and he's muttering spells under his breath, eyes squeezed shut tight.
There's a tray of bloody surgery tools left on a near by table, scattered files strewn about (is that a S.H.I.E.L.D. logo? That might be familiar to some...) There's an access panel by the door with a black screen, but currently any codes typed in won't open it up.
What: Calibrations
When: June 10th to July 10th
Where: Calibrations
Warnings: Depression, Torture, Bullying, Dark Themes in general due to his punishment
Those who have been inside Billy's mind before will find this set up...different. Whether influenced by the punishment he seems to be facing, or just the dread and anxiety he feels being tricked back into this place he was tortured before-(editors note: see however the hell long ago when Billy was lured down here alone, and tortured with memories until his magic created a whole other reality for a moment. fun times.)- it has clearly gotten to him.
The room is either some sort of prison or torture chamber, maybe both? Built from metal, there's rusty stains, and...is that blood? Billy is strapped up the wall, devices skewered through his ears and he's muttering spells under his breath, eyes squeezed shut tight.
There's a tray of bloody surgery tools left on a near by table, scattered files strewn about (is that a S.H.I.E.L.D. logo? That might be familiar to some...) There's an access panel by the door with a black screen, but currently any codes typed in won't open it up.
