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.

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"Don't make good points when I'm horrified by the condition you're in!" she says at last. Okay, back to searching for something to get her up so she can undo his restraints.
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There's no ladders or chairs in the room. She might be able to drag one of the tables closer if she's determined.
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Billy's chanting desperately while the Warden cuts open Teddy, over and over. He stops to assess his tools and he chats idly with Billy as he does so.
"I remember when I was young...I was obsessed with finding the perfect hiding place. A place where no one could see me. Where I could play my private little games. However I wanted to. There are no rules when you are completely hidden...And look at me now. Warden of a facility that doesn't exist...given charge of extra-terrestrial criminals with no legal standing in the United States. Yes, there are laws to protect criminals. But not aliens...We're all invisible here in the cube. Free to play our own little games. It really shouldn't be this hard."
Billy continues to chant.
"IwanthimtostopIwanthimtostopIwanthimtostop"
The Warden continues like he can't hear him.
"But we do usually install power dampeners with our surgeo-machines under heavy anesthetic. Call me old fashioned but I prefer to do it by hand..."
"IwanthimtostopIwanthimtostopIwanthimtostop"
"...Which makes it very difficult when someone's organs keep moving out of the way..."
"IwanthimtostopIwanthimtostopIwanthimtostop"
"I don't know what you're complaining about. Your procedure went quite smoothly, I thought." He approaches Billy and gestures taunting to his ears. "Your "spells" do not work if you can't hear yourself casting them...with that device implanted you can hear everything but your own voice. But do keep trying...I find it soothing."
Billy narrows his eyes and continues.
"IwanthimtostopIwanthimtostopIwanthimtostop"
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"That man should be thrown into a deep pit and locked up. Was... was that boy okay?"
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“Good. And if I ever see that man I’ll put him down for you. You shouldn’t get your hands dirty, Puppy.”
Then she resumes her dragging of the table.
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"Never wanted to before him."
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ANd disgusting. And she had questions about how the boy had survived but she also knew better than to ever think that what was done there was right.
"Did you know him?" she asks as she gets to the wall with the table. Time to climb.
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She glares at the cuffs because it isn't helping. She's got to figure this out.
"See any tools?"
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He nods towards the table of bloody tools with a scrunched up nose. "Only those."
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"He's got to be impressively wholesome if he's more so than you are, pup. Though you really did bag up the social ladder didn't you?"
Then she turns her attention to the damn tools. With a sigh she gets down to go fetch them.