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Vas Captio Mods ([info]vas_captio_mod) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-13 21:31:00

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Entry tags:!dropped, day 15, derek zoolander, experiment, ramirez

Experiment: Zoolander and Ramirez
Who: Ramirez and Derek Zoolander
What: Just enjoying some quiet time
Where: An undisclosed location
When: 8:36AM, day 15
Rating: PG-13

Status: Active

The room was bright around Derek Zoolander and Ramirez when they finally woke from their slumber. In the middle of this doorless cell, is a tub and the walls are floor to ceiling white tile. (Makes for easy cleaning, don't you know.) The management really hopes that you both slept well, especially you, Mr. Ramirez. Mr. Zoolander will awake to find his hands coated in thick, red blood. The blood is fresh. The blood is real. The blood is everywhere. In Mr. Zoolander's right hand is a scalpel. The scalpel is also quite visibly used. Near to his left hand is a suture kit. Don't panic, Derek, you did a good job.

Mr. Ramirez when he finally reaches consciouness will find himself in the middle of the bathtub, surrounded by ice. Up his right side will be a thick incision which has been crudely sutured by thick black thread. We didn't want you to miss our handiwork, darling. Don't move too quickly, Rami, you might hurt yourself. You wouldn't want Derek to have to patch you back up again, would you?


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[info]elcian
2009-07-14 03:20 am UTC (link)
The sounds of the scalpel clacking against the ground and a man shouting made him begin to arouse. He felt very very cold, and blinked a few times. Ramirez saw himself in a tub of ice, and felt a painful sensation on his side. Looking at the stitches, his eyes widened and he rubbed them.

His brows furrowed in anger, someone had just done something horrible to him. And whoever it was made a horrible mistake. Looking dead ahead now, he saw some goofy looking man covered in blood near a scalpel. So this was the one who felt they had the gall to do surgery on him. Pointing with one hand, he said with a very angered tone.

"You! You did this!? I'm going to kill you..." But he trailed off, as he tried to move but felt pain jolt up his side. Grunting, he stopped and sat there still in the ice. "You bastard...I know your face. I'll find you and remove every organ in your pathetic body!" The Silvite exclaimed.

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[info]eugoogoolizer
2009-07-15 10:35 pm UTC (link)
"Holy shit! Cool your... your cool shit! I mean COOL YOUR SHIT!!! OK!?" Derek stammered, skittering backward away from the man even though he was making no immediate movements toward him. "I didn't do it! I woke up like this, and saw you there!" his lower lip quivered. "You have to believe me, man! I don't know how to sew anything! No one who's actually in the fashion industry knows how to sew anything!"

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[info]elcian
2009-07-17 05:55 am UTC (link)
"You think what you say means ANYTHING right now?! Look at you! You're covered in blood and holding a scalpel! Why SHOULDN'T I kill you?!" Ramirez was deeply enraged and ready to kill the 'model' at any moment. Slowly, he began to move himself to a standing position, trying to be careful about damaging himself. He couldn't feel his lower body, so he had no idea if he was wearing anything. All things considered? He only cared about stabing this pathetic man in the throat.

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So sorry this took awhile. > < Life is kicking my butt ATM, thanks for your patience
[info]eugoogoolizer
2009-07-22 05:28 am UTC (link)
Derek was too petrified to notice whether or not Ramirez was wearing anything. Instead, he shrieked, brandishing the scalpel delicately like it could defened him from what appeared to be a definite impending attack on his person.

"I don't know!" he wailed. "Just chill! CHILL, man! I don't know what happened!"

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[info]elcian
2009-07-24 03:16 pm UTC (link)
And seeing him grab the scalpel and pick it up, Ramirez glared menacingly at the idiot. "So thats it huh? You obviously did it do it, considering you're wielding that as a weapon now. Do you have the spine to do it again, while I'm concious?! I've been cool enough thanks to the ice..."

For the moment, he remained standing still outside the tub. The silver-haired man didn't wish to further injur himself.

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[info]eugoogoolizer
2009-07-28 08:17 pm UTC (link)
"No, I didn't! Stop flipping out already, you ninny!" Derek said, staring at the man like he was insane. For all he knew, the guy totally was. "Look. It's obvious. If I took your kidney, I'd have four kidneys. I know my autonomy. Right now, I just have three, so I can't have taken yours! That's just wacko." He still held onto the scalpel, for self defense, but he pouted as the man stood there.

"If someone did take your kidney, you only have..." he took a moment to count on his fingers, "two left... so you should probably, like, sit down or something..."

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[info]elcian
2009-08-15 10:23 pm UTC (link)
"Are you THAT dense?!" He yelled, coughing a little afterwards before wiping his mouth. "People have two kidneys...I lost one. If you have THREE, you have MINE you damned thief!" Ramirez was not amused by this ridiculous man, but was not in a position to do much but throw threats and scare him.

"So where is it then? Where did you put it?"

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