Life Then {Role Play} {Sequel to Life Now} ALWAYS EXEPTING

"Oh yeah? Prove it!" He smiled, still holding the scissors, stained with blood and tears. Which was blood, so it was just a horrible red mess of blood.
 
(Pretty sure we're in the room with blood leading towards it XD )

- - - Post Merge - - -

"I don't know how to prove it." I slowly sat up, extremely dizzy.
 
"See? I rarely cry!" He laughed, still playing with the scissors. "It just drips out of my eyes a lot..." He growled, watching the scissors reflect the light.
 
"Try in there," Willow told Marie, pointing to a door near a rather suspicious trail of blood. "I doubt there'd be many o the people trailing blood around, it's supposed to be a sterile environment."
Marie walked up to the door, opened it and cautiously poked her head around it.
 
"Well it's blood! I-It just pours outta my eyes sometimes..." He murmured. Watching her back away at the sight of his scissors, he stopped playing with them, but still held it in his hand.
 
"Hey, we've been waiting in the waiting room for you guys for God knows how long, you're the ones taking forever!" Willow retaliated, as she and Marie actually walked inside.
 
He turned around as Angel spoke to someone. He noticed the two looking through the door, and he waved, holding the scissors. "Hey guys." He said.
 
"N-no!" He growled, putting away the scissors quickly, stuffing it into his pocket. "Don't say I suffocated and tried to stab Angel because I stapled the little girls eye shut so she got a scythe and and and... just because I have scissors in my hand!" He growled, an offended look on his face, his tail swishing angrily, even though he had done all of those things.
 
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"We didn't say any of that, you basically just admitted it all," Willow muttered.

"You stapled a little girl's eye shut?! That's awful! Why would you do that?"
 
"I didn't! Because it was fun..." He laughed, staring at the bloody stapler,. "GAAAH! I-I mean I didn't! Why would I do that!? Hahahaha..." He said, the stapler covered in bits of ripped up and shredded eye, like strange gooey blood.
 
"If you're done injuring other people and yourselves, are we anywhere near being ready to leave yet? Hospitals are too boring..." Willow said.
 
I attempted to slap his face, not caring if I hit his bad eye.

- - - Post Merge - - -

"Dunno. We need the doctor to remove the stitches and the steel rod in my arm.
 
Being slapped, it hit his gory mess of an eye, covering Angels hand in disgusting, half-rotting flesh. His eye, red and bleeding, twitched. He laughed, feeling the pain. "Aww... why'd you do that?" He laughed, holding the stapler.
 
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