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@hypnotechnology
//I SWEAR IF I HAVE TO REMAKE THIS BLOG ONE MORE TIME IM GONNA-
wanna get into someone's head? wanna make them act differently? got a decent amount of money and a grudge? wanna hack into something and get the information?
well I'm your gal! I got all the trinkets and the mind of a genius!
📱 (Frankie)
I found this number, who is it?
📱 it’s me, from the window!
oh...
📱…You don’t like me, do you?
...dad said I can't
📱…Would you like me if he said you could
📱…Maybe we can be secret friends.
I tell dad everything
📱 (Frankie)
I found this number, who is it?
📱 it’s me, from the window!
oh...
📱…You don’t like me, do you?
...dad said I can't
📱…Would you like me if he said you could
📱 (Frankie)
I found this number, who is it?
📱 it’s me, from the window!
oh...
📱…You don’t like me, do you?
...dad said I can't
📱 (Frankie)
I found this number, who is it?
📱 it’s me, from the window!
oh...
📱 (Frankie)
I found this number, who is it?
Send 📱 for a late night text from my muse.
Always wanted to have a go at this! Here's a Picrew thread!
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Here's my little Kilroy with his two loves, Roman Sionis (@sionis-is-the-mask) and Andrew (@riddlers-assistant-andrew)!
Thought you two might like this...
@miss-tuesday, @assisting-gothams-horror-king
But, it doesn't have to be romantic, so...
@askd0ctorjcrane, @director-of-arkham-city, @batwoman-or-whatever, @kirkbrides-faves
Irving and Project Double.
Uhhhh
@beau-has-no-regards @hypnotechnology +open tags
Cece and the joker
@t4ct1c4l-fluk3
Tapping on your window once again. Frankie waves
*she was in the corner, humming to herself. Cece didn't see her*
A pause, then another tap tap tap
She begins to try and wiggle her finger between the crack where the window shut
*Cece looked up at Frankie, her eyes weirdly numb and ignored her.*
Frankie huffs, popping the lock on the window and cracking it open. She looks around carefully
*she once again ignored her, humming a bit louder*
She gets herself inside, walking over to cece with a small wave
“Hi!”
*Cece looked up, hooked up to an IV drip. She stared right through her, ignoring her once again.*
Frankie stares, then walks over to the IV, examining it.
*The IV was cloudy, dusty almost.*
She squints at it, unhappily reminded of the times where she was hooked up to something similar pumping drugs into her body.
She glances back at Cece, then decides she’s willing to take a risk, and pinches the clip that allows liquid to pass out of the bag, stopping the flow.
*Cece immediately panics, trying to get the flow to start again*
“No. No… uh… bad…”
She holds Cece at an arms length.
nononono need
“No.!”
She pops off a finger and hands it to Cece
“H- here! Play with that! I’m fixing the bag!”
no! dad said I need!!!
“No!!”
She grabs Cece’s hands and pushes them to her side.
*Cece struggles against her*
no!
“Please stop!!!”
Frankie winces
“I- I just gotta change the bag out.! Okay.?!”
NONONO NO TOUCHING!!!
Frankie winces, and maybe it’s an overreaction, but she puts a hand over Cece’s mouth
*Cece bites her hand as hard as she could*
Her face contorts in a bit of pain, so Frankie pops her hand off her wrist to keep it there.
“Hush.! Hush…”
*she drops the hand*
DONT TOUCH
“Please.! I’m just— I’m refilling it! Please!! I wanna help you and your— your papa. Okay? Im helping!”
ONLY PAPA CAN TOUCH!
“Hush!!!”
She whisper-yells
PAPAAAAAAA
“I said hush!!!”
She slaps her hand over Cece’s mouth again, ignoring any biting.
PAAAAAPAAAAAAA
“I’m not HURTING you! STOP IT!!!”
She winced at the tone of her own voice
“I know I’m new and scary.! I do, I promise! B- but I just want to be your friend, okay.?!”
....
....
PAPAAAAAAAAAAA
“Please.! Please!! If- I’ll let you go if you stop screaming!!”
I WANT MY IV BACK!
“…no.! No!!! You don’t need it!”
LET GO OF ME!!!
“I’m not giving the iv back.!”
GIVE IT BACK!!!!
“NO!!!”
PAPPAAAAAA
“Please just HUSH!!! I’m trying to HELP!!”
YOU'RE HURTING ME!!!!
“I’m not even holding on that tight!!”
YOURE HURTING ME!!!!
Frankie finally lets go, but runs over to the IV and grabs it before Cece can
*Cece runs and attempts to tackle her to the ground*
She holds on tighter to the IV as she’s tackled, landing atop the bag when she gets the chance
*when she sees her falling in the bag she starts crying*
nononono dad's gonna kill me....
Frankie grimaces. She knows that panic.
“…I won’t let him”
he will!.....he's here....he's so mad.....
“I’m not gonna let him hurt you. I’ll make sure he hurts me first.!”
She hugs Cece, different than before.
“I popped the bag. It’s my fault. I won’t let him hurt you.”
I don't want him to hurt me....
“I won’t let him, okay? I promise.”
She gives a gentle squeeze, the hug of a big sister.
j...just go
“Not without you.”
*the sound of a door opening upstairs fills the room*
...go
Frankie shakes her head, looking around. Please let there be somewhere to hide Cece…
*the room was completely empty, nothing but a bed*
Tapping on your window once again. Frankie waves
*she was in the corner, humming to herself. Cece didn't see her*
A pause, then another tap tap tap
She begins to try and wiggle her finger between the crack where the window shut
*Cece looked up at Frankie, her eyes weirdly numb and ignored her.*
Frankie huffs, popping the lock on the window and cracking it open. She looks around carefully
*she once again ignored her, humming a bit louder*
She gets herself inside, walking over to cece with a small wave
“Hi!”
*Cece looked up, hooked up to an IV drip. She stared right through her, ignoring her once again.*
Frankie stares, then walks over to the IV, examining it.
*The IV was cloudy, dusty almost.*
She squints at it, unhappily reminded of the times where she was hooked up to something similar pumping drugs into her body.
She glances back at Cece, then decides she’s willing to take a risk, and pinches the clip that allows liquid to pass out of the bag, stopping the flow.
*Cece immediately panics, trying to get the flow to start again*
“No. No… uh… bad…”
She holds Cece at an arms length.
nononono need
“No.!”
She pops off a finger and hands it to Cece
“H- here! Play with that! I’m fixing the bag!”
no! dad said I need!!!
“No!!”
She grabs Cece’s hands and pushes them to her side.
*Cece struggles against her*
no!
“Please stop!!!”
Frankie winces
“I- I just gotta change the bag out.! Okay.?!”
NONONO NO TOUCHING!!!
Frankie winces, and maybe it’s an overreaction, but she puts a hand over Cece’s mouth
*Cece bites her hand as hard as she could*
Her face contorts in a bit of pain, so Frankie pops her hand off her wrist to keep it there.
“Hush.! Hush…”
*she drops the hand*
DONT TOUCH
“Please.! I’m just— I’m refilling it! Please!! I wanna help you and your— your papa. Okay? Im helping!”
ONLY PAPA CAN TOUCH!
“Hush!!!”
She whisper-yells
PAPAAAAAAA
“I said hush!!!”
She slaps her hand over Cece’s mouth again, ignoring any biting.
PAAAAAPAAAAAAA
“I’m not HURTING you! STOP IT!!!”
She winced at the tone of her own voice
“I know I’m new and scary.! I do, I promise! B- but I just want to be your friend, okay.?!”
....
....
PAPAAAAAAAAAAA
“Please.! Please!! If- I’ll let you go if you stop screaming!!”
I WANT MY IV BACK!
“…no.! No!!! You don’t need it!”
LET GO OF ME!!!
“I’m not giving the iv back.!”
GIVE IT BACK!!!!
“NO!!!”
PAPPAAAAAA
“Please just HUSH!!! I’m trying to HELP!!”
YOU'RE HURTING ME!!!!
“I’m not even holding on that tight!!”
YOURE HURTING ME!!!!
Frankie finally lets go, but runs over to the IV and grabs it before Cece can
*Cece runs and attempts to tackle her to the ground*
She holds on tighter to the IV as she’s tackled, landing atop the bag when she gets the chance
*when she sees her falling in the bag she starts crying*
nononono dad's gonna kill me....
Frankie grimaces. She knows that panic.
“…I won’t let him”
he will!.....he's here....he's so mad.....
“I’m not gonna let him hurt you. I’ll make sure he hurts me first.!”
She hugs Cece, different than before.
“I popped the bag. It’s my fault. I won’t let him hurt you.”
I don't want him to hurt me....
“I won’t let him, okay? I promise.”
She gives a gentle squeeze, the hug of a big sister.
j...just go
“Not without you.”
*the sound of a door opening upstairs fills the room*
...go
Tapping on your window once again. Frankie waves
*she was in the corner, humming to herself. Cece didn't see her*
A pause, then another tap tap tap
She begins to try and wiggle her finger between the crack where the window shut
*Cece looked up at Frankie, her eyes weirdly numb and ignored her.*
Frankie huffs, popping the lock on the window and cracking it open. She looks around carefully
*she once again ignored her, humming a bit louder*
She gets herself inside, walking over to cece with a small wave
“Hi!”
*Cece looked up, hooked up to an IV drip. She stared right through her, ignoring her once again.*
Frankie stares, then walks over to the IV, examining it.
*The IV was cloudy, dusty almost.*
She squints at it, unhappily reminded of the times where she was hooked up to something similar pumping drugs into her body.
She glances back at Cece, then decides she’s willing to take a risk, and pinches the clip that allows liquid to pass out of the bag, stopping the flow.
*Cece immediately panics, trying to get the flow to start again*
“No. No… uh… bad…”
She holds Cece at an arms length.
nononono need
“No.!”
She pops off a finger and hands it to Cece
“H- here! Play with that! I’m fixing the bag!”
no! dad said I need!!!
“No!!”
She grabs Cece’s hands and pushes them to her side.
*Cece struggles against her*
no!
“Please stop!!!”
Frankie winces
“I- I just gotta change the bag out.! Okay.?!”
NONONO NO TOUCHING!!!
Frankie winces, and maybe it’s an overreaction, but she puts a hand over Cece’s mouth
*Cece bites her hand as hard as she could*
Her face contorts in a bit of pain, so Frankie pops her hand off her wrist to keep it there.
“Hush.! Hush…”
*she drops the hand*
DONT TOUCH
“Please.! I’m just— I’m refilling it! Please!! I wanna help you and your— your papa. Okay? Im helping!”
ONLY PAPA CAN TOUCH!
“Hush!!!”
She whisper-yells
PAPAAAAAAA
“I said hush!!!”
She slaps her hand over Cece’s mouth again, ignoring any biting.
PAAAAAPAAAAAAA
“I’m not HURTING you! STOP IT!!!”
She winced at the tone of her own voice
“I know I’m new and scary.! I do, I promise! B- but I just want to be your friend, okay.?!”
....
....
PAPAAAAAAAAAAA
“Please.! Please!! If- I’ll let you go if you stop screaming!!”
I WANT MY IV BACK!
“…no.! No!!! You don’t need it!”
LET GO OF ME!!!
“I’m not giving the iv back.!”
GIVE IT BACK!!!!
“NO!!!”
PAPPAAAAAA
“Please just HUSH!!! I’m trying to HELP!!”
YOU'RE HURTING ME!!!!
“I’m not even holding on that tight!!”
YOURE HURTING ME!!!!
Frankie finally lets go, but runs over to the IV and grabs it before Cece can
*Cece runs and attempts to tackle her to the ground*
She holds on tighter to the IV as she’s tackled, landing atop the bag when she gets the chance
*when she sees her falling in the bag she starts crying*
nononono dad's gonna kill me....
Frankie grimaces. She knows that panic.
“…I won’t let him”
he will!.....he's here....he's so mad.....
“I’m not gonna let him hurt you. I’ll make sure he hurts me first.!”
She hugs Cece, different than before.
“I popped the bag. It’s my fault. I won’t let him hurt you.”
I don't want him to hurt me....
“I won’t let him, okay? I promise.”
She gives a gentle squeeze, the hug of a big sister.
j...just go
Tapping on your window once again. Frankie waves
*she was in the corner, humming to herself. Cece didn't see her*
A pause, then another tap tap tap
She begins to try and wiggle her finger between the crack where the window shut
*Cece looked up at Frankie, her eyes weirdly numb and ignored her.*
Frankie huffs, popping the lock on the window and cracking it open. She looks around carefully
*she once again ignored her, humming a bit louder*
She gets herself inside, walking over to cece with a small wave
“Hi!”
*Cece looked up, hooked up to an IV drip. She stared right through her, ignoring her once again.*
Frankie stares, then walks over to the IV, examining it.
*The IV was cloudy, dusty almost.*
She squints at it, unhappily reminded of the times where she was hooked up to something similar pumping drugs into her body.
She glances back at Cece, then decides she’s willing to take a risk, and pinches the clip that allows liquid to pass out of the bag, stopping the flow.
*Cece immediately panics, trying to get the flow to start again*
“No. No… uh… bad…”
She holds Cece at an arms length.
nononono need
“No.!”
She pops off a finger and hands it to Cece
“H- here! Play with that! I’m fixing the bag!”
no! dad said I need!!!
“No!!”
She grabs Cece’s hands and pushes them to her side.
*Cece struggles against her*
no!
“Please stop!!!”
Frankie winces
“I- I just gotta change the bag out.! Okay.?!”
NONONO NO TOUCHING!!!
Frankie winces, and maybe it’s an overreaction, but she puts a hand over Cece’s mouth
*Cece bites her hand as hard as she could*
Her face contorts in a bit of pain, so Frankie pops her hand off her wrist to keep it there.
“Hush.! Hush…”
*she drops the hand*
DONT TOUCH
“Please.! I’m just— I’m refilling it! Please!! I wanna help you and your— your papa. Okay? Im helping!”
ONLY PAPA CAN TOUCH!
“Hush!!!”
She whisper-yells
PAPAAAAAAA
“I said hush!!!”
She slaps her hand over Cece’s mouth again, ignoring any biting.
PAAAAAPAAAAAAA
“I’m not HURTING you! STOP IT!!!”
She winced at the tone of her own voice
“I know I’m new and scary.! I do, I promise! B- but I just want to be your friend, okay.?!”
....
....
PAPAAAAAAAAAAA
“Please.! Please!! If- I’ll let you go if you stop screaming!!”
I WANT MY IV BACK!
“…no.! No!!! You don’t need it!”
LET GO OF ME!!!
“I’m not giving the iv back.!”
GIVE IT BACK!!!!
“NO!!!”
PAPPAAAAAA
“Please just HUSH!!! I’m trying to HELP!!”
YOU'RE HURTING ME!!!!
“I’m not even holding on that tight!!”
YOURE HURTING ME!!!!
Frankie finally lets go, but runs over to the IV and grabs it before Cece can
*Cece runs and attempts to tackle her to the ground*
She holds on tighter to the IV as she’s tackled, landing atop the bag when she gets the chance
*when she sees her falling in the bag she starts crying*
nononono dad's gonna kill me....
Frankie grimaces. She knows that panic.
“…I won’t let him”
he will!.....he's here....he's so mad.....
“I’m not gonna let him hurt you. I’ll make sure he hurts me first.!”
She hugs Cece, different than before.
“I popped the bag. It’s my fault. I won’t let him hurt you.”
I don't want him to hurt me....
Tapping on your window once again. Frankie waves
*she was in the corner, humming to herself. Cece didn't see her*
A pause, then another tap tap tap
She begins to try and wiggle her finger between the crack where the window shut
*Cece looked up at Frankie, her eyes weirdly numb and ignored her.*
Frankie huffs, popping the lock on the window and cracking it open. She looks around carefully
*she once again ignored her, humming a bit louder*
She gets herself inside, walking over to cece with a small wave
“Hi!”
*Cece looked up, hooked up to an IV drip. She stared right through her, ignoring her once again.*
Frankie stares, then walks over to the IV, examining it.
*The IV was cloudy, dusty almost.*
She squints at it, unhappily reminded of the times where she was hooked up to something similar pumping drugs into her body.
She glances back at Cece, then decides she’s willing to take a risk, and pinches the clip that allows liquid to pass out of the bag, stopping the flow.
*Cece immediately panics, trying to get the flow to start again*
“No. No… uh… bad…”
She holds Cece at an arms length.
nononono need
“No.!”
She pops off a finger and hands it to Cece
“H- here! Play with that! I’m fixing the bag!”
no! dad said I need!!!
“No!!”
She grabs Cece’s hands and pushes them to her side.
*Cece struggles against her*
no!
“Please stop!!!”
Frankie winces
“I- I just gotta change the bag out.! Okay.?!”
NONONO NO TOUCHING!!!
Frankie winces, and maybe it’s an overreaction, but she puts a hand over Cece’s mouth
*Cece bites her hand as hard as she could*
Her face contorts in a bit of pain, so Frankie pops her hand off her wrist to keep it there.
“Hush.! Hush…”
*she drops the hand*
DONT TOUCH
“Please.! I’m just— I’m refilling it! Please!! I wanna help you and your— your papa. Okay? Im helping!”
ONLY PAPA CAN TOUCH!
“Hush!!!”
She whisper-yells
PAPAAAAAAA
“I said hush!!!”
She slaps her hand over Cece’s mouth again, ignoring any biting.
PAAAAAPAAAAAAA
“I’m not HURTING you! STOP IT!!!”
She winced at the tone of her own voice
“I know I’m new and scary.! I do, I promise! B- but I just want to be your friend, okay.?!”
....
....
PAPAAAAAAAAAAA
“Please.! Please!! If- I’ll let you go if you stop screaming!!”
I WANT MY IV BACK!
“…no.! No!!! You don’t need it!”
LET GO OF ME!!!
“I’m not giving the iv back.!”
GIVE IT BACK!!!!
“NO!!!”
PAPPAAAAAA
“Please just HUSH!!! I’m trying to HELP!!”
YOU'RE HURTING ME!!!!
“I’m not even holding on that tight!!”
YOURE HURTING ME!!!!
Frankie finally lets go, but runs over to the IV and grabs it before Cece can
*Cece runs and attempts to tackle her to the ground*
She holds on tighter to the IV as she’s tackled, landing atop the bag when she gets the chance
*when she sees her falling in the bag she starts crying*
nononono dad's gonna kill me....
Frankie grimaces. She knows that panic.
“…I won’t let him”
he will!.....he's here....he's so mad.....
Tapping on your window once again. Frankie waves
*she was in the corner, humming to herself. Cece didn't see her*
A pause, then another tap tap tap
She begins to try and wiggle her finger between the crack where the window shut
*Cece looked up at Frankie, her eyes weirdly numb and ignored her.*
Frankie huffs, popping the lock on the window and cracking it open. She looks around carefully
*she once again ignored her, humming a bit louder*
She gets herself inside, walking over to cece with a small wave
“Hi!”
*Cece looked up, hooked up to an IV drip. She stared right through her, ignoring her once again.*
Frankie stares, then walks over to the IV, examining it.
*The IV was cloudy, dusty almost.*
She squints at it, unhappily reminded of the times where she was hooked up to something similar pumping drugs into her body.
She glances back at Cece, then decides she’s willing to take a risk, and pinches the clip that allows liquid to pass out of the bag, stopping the flow.
*Cece immediately panics, trying to get the flow to start again*
“No. No… uh… bad…”
She holds Cece at an arms length.
nononono need
“No.!”
She pops off a finger and hands it to Cece
“H- here! Play with that! I’m fixing the bag!”
no! dad said I need!!!
“No!!”
She grabs Cece’s hands and pushes them to her side.
*Cece struggles against her*
no!
“Please stop!!!”
Frankie winces
“I- I just gotta change the bag out.! Okay.?!”
NONONO NO TOUCHING!!!
Frankie winces, and maybe it’s an overreaction, but she puts a hand over Cece’s mouth
*Cece bites her hand as hard as she could*
Her face contorts in a bit of pain, so Frankie pops her hand off her wrist to keep it there.
“Hush.! Hush…”
*she drops the hand*
DONT TOUCH
“Please.! I’m just— I’m refilling it! Please!! I wanna help you and your— your papa. Okay? Im helping!”
ONLY PAPA CAN TOUCH!
“Hush!!!”
She whisper-yells
PAPAAAAAAA
“I said hush!!!”
She slaps her hand over Cece’s mouth again, ignoring any biting.
PAAAAAPAAAAAAA
“I’m not HURTING you! STOP IT!!!”
She winced at the tone of her own voice
“I know I’m new and scary.! I do, I promise! B- but I just want to be your friend, okay.?!”
....
....
PAPAAAAAAAAAAA
“Please.! Please!! If- I’ll let you go if you stop screaming!!”
I WANT MY IV BACK!
“…no.! No!!! You don’t need it!”
LET GO OF ME!!!
“I’m not giving the iv back.!”
GIVE IT BACK!!!!
“NO!!!”
PAPPAAAAAA
“Please just HUSH!!! I’m trying to HELP!!”
YOU'RE HURTING ME!!!!
“I’m not even holding on that tight!!”
YOURE HURTING ME!!!!
Frankie finally lets go, but runs over to the IV and grabs it before Cece can
*Cece runs and attempts to tackle her to the ground*
She holds on tighter to the IV as she’s tackled, landing atop the bag when she gets the chance
*when she sees her falling in the bag she starts crying*
nononono dad's gonna kill me....
Tapping on your window once again. Frankie waves
*she was in the corner, humming to herself. Cece didn't see her*
A pause, then another tap tap tap
She begins to try and wiggle her finger between the crack where the window shut
*Cece looked up at Frankie, her eyes weirdly numb and ignored her.*
Frankie huffs, popping the lock on the window and cracking it open. She looks around carefully
*she once again ignored her, humming a bit louder*
She gets herself inside, walking over to cece with a small wave
“Hi!”
*Cece looked up, hooked up to an IV drip. She stared right through her, ignoring her once again.*
Frankie stares, then walks over to the IV, examining it.
*The IV was cloudy, dusty almost.*
She squints at it, unhappily reminded of the times where she was hooked up to something similar pumping drugs into her body.
She glances back at Cece, then decides she’s willing to take a risk, and pinches the clip that allows liquid to pass out of the bag, stopping the flow.
*Cece immediately panics, trying to get the flow to start again*
“No. No… uh… bad…”
She holds Cece at an arms length.
nononono need
“No.!”
She pops off a finger and hands it to Cece
“H- here! Play with that! I’m fixing the bag!”
no! dad said I need!!!
“No!!”
She grabs Cece’s hands and pushes them to her side.
*Cece struggles against her*
no!
“Please stop!!!”
Frankie winces
“I- I just gotta change the bag out.! Okay.?!”
NONONO NO TOUCHING!!!
Frankie winces, and maybe it’s an overreaction, but she puts a hand over Cece’s mouth
*Cece bites her hand as hard as she could*
Her face contorts in a bit of pain, so Frankie pops her hand off her wrist to keep it there.
“Hush.! Hush…”
*she drops the hand*
DONT TOUCH
“Please.! I’m just— I’m refilling it! Please!! I wanna help you and your— your papa. Okay? Im helping!”
ONLY PAPA CAN TOUCH!
“Hush!!!”
She whisper-yells
PAPAAAAAAA
“I said hush!!!”
She slaps her hand over Cece’s mouth again, ignoring any biting.
PAAAAAPAAAAAAA
“I’m not HURTING you! STOP IT!!!”
She winced at the tone of her own voice
“I know I’m new and scary.! I do, I promise! B- but I just want to be your friend, okay.?!”
....
....
PAPAAAAAAAAAAA
“Please.! Please!! If- I’ll let you go if you stop screaming!!”
I WANT MY IV BACK!
“…no.! No!!! You don’t need it!”
LET GO OF ME!!!
“I’m not giving the iv back.!”
GIVE IT BACK!!!!
“NO!!!”
PAPPAAAAAA
“Please just HUSH!!! I’m trying to HELP!!”
YOU'RE HURTING ME!!!!
“I’m not even holding on that tight!!”
YOURE HURTING ME!!!!
Frankie finally lets go, but runs over to the IV and grabs it before Cece can
*Cece runs and attempts to tackle her to the ground*
Tapping on your window once again. Frankie waves
*she was in the corner, humming to herself. Cece didn't see her*
A pause, then another tap tap tap
She begins to try and wiggle her finger between the crack where the window shut
*Cece looked up at Frankie, her eyes weirdly numb and ignored her.*
Frankie huffs, popping the lock on the window and cracking it open. She looks around carefully
*she once again ignored her, humming a bit louder*
She gets herself inside, walking over to cece with a small wave
“Hi!”
*Cece looked up, hooked up to an IV drip. She stared right through her, ignoring her once again.*
Frankie stares, then walks over to the IV, examining it.
*The IV was cloudy, dusty almost.*
She squints at it, unhappily reminded of the times where she was hooked up to something similar pumping drugs into her body.
She glances back at Cece, then decides she’s willing to take a risk, and pinches the clip that allows liquid to pass out of the bag, stopping the flow.
*Cece immediately panics, trying to get the flow to start again*
“No. No… uh… bad…”
She holds Cece at an arms length.
nononono need
“No.!”
She pops off a finger and hands it to Cece
“H- here! Play with that! I’m fixing the bag!”
no! dad said I need!!!
“No!!”
She grabs Cece’s hands and pushes them to her side.
*Cece struggles against her*
no!
“Please stop!!!”
Frankie winces
“I- I just gotta change the bag out.! Okay.?!”
NONONO NO TOUCHING!!!
Frankie winces, and maybe it’s an overreaction, but she puts a hand over Cece’s mouth
*Cece bites her hand as hard as she could*
Her face contorts in a bit of pain, so Frankie pops her hand off her wrist to keep it there.
“Hush.! Hush…”
*she drops the hand*
DONT TOUCH
“Please.! I’m just— I’m refilling it! Please!! I wanna help you and your— your papa. Okay? Im helping!”
ONLY PAPA CAN TOUCH!
“Hush!!!”
She whisper-yells
PAPAAAAAAA
“I said hush!!!”
She slaps her hand over Cece’s mouth again, ignoring any biting.
PAAAAAPAAAAAAA
“I’m not HURTING you! STOP IT!!!”
She winced at the tone of her own voice
“I know I’m new and scary.! I do, I promise! B- but I just want to be your friend, okay.?!”
....
....
PAPAAAAAAAAAAA
“Please.! Please!! If- I’ll let you go if you stop screaming!!”
I WANT MY IV BACK!
“…no.! No!!! You don’t need it!”
LET GO OF ME!!!
“I’m not giving the iv back.!”
GIVE IT BACK!!!!
“NO!!!”
PAPPAAAAAA
“Please just HUSH!!! I’m trying to HELP!!”
YOU'RE HURTING ME!!!!
“I’m not even holding on that tight!!”
YOURE HURTING ME!!!!
Tapping on your window once again. Frankie waves
*she was in the corner, humming to herself. Cece didn't see her*
A pause, then another tap tap tap
She begins to try and wiggle her finger between the crack where the window shut
*Cece looked up at Frankie, her eyes weirdly numb and ignored her.*
Frankie huffs, popping the lock on the window and cracking it open. She looks around carefully
*she once again ignored her, humming a bit louder*
She gets herself inside, walking over to cece with a small wave
“Hi!”
*Cece looked up, hooked up to an IV drip. She stared right through her, ignoring her once again.*
Frankie stares, then walks over to the IV, examining it.
*The IV was cloudy, dusty almost.*
She squints at it, unhappily reminded of the times where she was hooked up to something similar pumping drugs into her body.
She glances back at Cece, then decides she’s willing to take a risk, and pinches the clip that allows liquid to pass out of the bag, stopping the flow.
*Cece immediately panics, trying to get the flow to start again*
“No. No… uh… bad…”
She holds Cece at an arms length.
nononono need
“No.!”
She pops off a finger and hands it to Cece
“H- here! Play with that! I’m fixing the bag!”
no! dad said I need!!!
“No!!”
She grabs Cece’s hands and pushes them to her side.
*Cece struggles against her*
no!
“Please stop!!!”
Frankie winces
“I- I just gotta change the bag out.! Okay.?!”
NONONO NO TOUCHING!!!
Frankie winces, and maybe it’s an overreaction, but she puts a hand over Cece’s mouth
*Cece bites her hand as hard as she could*
Her face contorts in a bit of pain, so Frankie pops her hand off her wrist to keep it there.
“Hush.! Hush…”
*she drops the hand*
DONT TOUCH
“Please.! I’m just— I’m refilling it! Please!! I wanna help you and your— your papa. Okay? Im helping!”
ONLY PAPA CAN TOUCH!
“Hush!!!”
She whisper-yells
PAPAAAAAAA
“I said hush!!!”
She slaps her hand over Cece’s mouth again, ignoring any biting.
PAAAAAPAAAAAAA
“I’m not HURTING you! STOP IT!!!”
She winced at the tone of her own voice
“I know I’m new and scary.! I do, I promise! B- but I just want to be your friend, okay.?!”
....
....
PAPAAAAAAAAAAA
“Please.! Please!! If- I’ll let you go if you stop screaming!!”
I WANT MY IV BACK!
“…no.! No!!! You don’t need it!”
LET GO OF ME!!!
“I’m not giving the iv back.!”
GIVE IT BACK!!!!
“NO!!!”
PAPPAAAAAA
“Please just HUSH!!! I’m trying to HELP!!”
YOU'RE HURTING ME!!!!
