#itrapped roleplay

[isaac-itrapped]

. . E veryyhing— hurts..? Why— wdors jt hhrt..? Itss docold. Wherre ami?;2 wwhy js sut so dark..?

[isaac-itrapped]

[ The house was empty, despite it being shared by two people who had swore they loved each other. Yet Isaac was alone in a giant house. The only light on was the bathroom that Isaac had locked himself in. The front door was closed, blood on the door knob, blood trailing up the porch and up the stairs, on the staircase railing. It was cold within the house. Isaac was alone, per usual. Normally this wouldn't be an issue if it wasn't for Isaac's fear of abandonment, the fear of rust, and his fear of the darkness. He was alone, in a cold house that no longer felt like home because his husband had left. His husband wouldn't look at him. His husband left him in the time he needed it. Always. Isaac tried his best to be with Chance when he needed it, but when he needed it, he fled. ]

[ isaac stared at himself in the mirror. His chopped hair, his bleeding cheek and bleeding arm. Blood covered the counter, and the scissors. His eyes were empty and cold. He couldn't even cry, he had lost everything. What was the point. He felt so numb. His mind was fuzzy, a faint static sound filling his ears as he stared at the darkness that surrounded him in the mirror. What was he supposed to do? How could he make it up to Chance? Why did it matter. His gaze turned down to the blood. He wanted Chance..he wanted his husband. He wanted someone— he was so alone. He couldn't fix it. He stared at the scattered long hair he had cut. His hands trembled at the sight of it. What had he done? ]

[ what would his mom think? If she was even around. He couldn't remember her face. He missed her. He missed her so badly. He hadn't seen her in 11 years since he last ran away. The darkheart was hiding her from his memory. At least her face. Her smile. Her warm embrace. He let out a shakey sob, falling to his knees, he laid against the ground there, holding his hair with his bloody hands. ]

( @pizzas-ready )

[isaac-itrapped]

[Here comes the mysterious trenchcoat man again! He spots another potential customer, and gets his attention with a little wave and opens his trenchcoat to reveal his wares…]

[…drugs.]

“Hey, buddy. Looking for something that’ll make you feel good? I got lots of that. You wanna buy some? With what I’ve got, who needs anything else?”

@m3tallic-menace

[Nah bro getting jumped for real 😭]

[ Itrapped stood there. His gaze was slow when he turned to the figure. He stared towards them before smiling sweetly. The shadows hiding half of his face before he pulled the darkheart from its holder. His icy blue eyes clouded with darkness as he glared towards him. ]

Can I help you?

[ his voice was sweet but he glared daggers towards them. Stepping towards them, his eyes glowing a soft green depending on how the light shined on him. His grip on the darkheart tight as he stalked towards him. His golden hair falling over his shoulder. He pointed the tip of the blade towards the other. Very obviously irritated. ]

Do I look like someone who does drugs?

[isaac-itrapped]

Tap tap on the window.

Do you hear me?

Will you let me in?

Leave me alone—

I don't want to deal with you anymore.

[isaac-itrapped]

—There is a knock at the door, someone is outside Isaac's house, waiting to be let in.—

—Will the door be answered?—

@debito-di-sonno

[ Isaac was sitting on his bed, his eyes dazed as he stared at the clock on the wall. His room cold as ice, literally, icicle hanging from the ceiling. The window was frosted over as were the hardwood floors, it looked as if a ghost was residing in that room. Ice was even growing on Isaac with how long he had been sitting there for. He felt nothing at all, really. A small voice in his head the belittled him, he tried to ignore it. The knock he could not, he jumped hearing it. His hands began to shake after a moment of processing it. He slowly got up and walked out of his bedroom. ]

[ isaac stared down the dark rooms of his home, with gentle steps he made it to the door. All the curtains were shut tight. He stared at the door handle for a moment before looking through the peephole. His heart was all he could hear, how loudly it thumped against his ribcage. Upon seeing Don at the door, he calmed down ever so slightly. His eyes looked towards the door handle before gently grabbing it and twisting it, opening the door a crack and looking out through it. His mouth trembled slightly before he took a deep breath. ]

Hello?

[isaac-itrapped]

Some matters, have come up. I may be away for awhile. I apologize.

@debito-di-sonno

[isaac-itrapped]

Everest is missing. I woke up this morning without here— when I walked to the backdoor it was wide open an now she is gone. What do I do?! I don't— Oh my god- please— if anyone has seen her, return her to me.

[isaac-itrapped]

HUUUUSBAAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

@hat-fix

Chance. Hello, my love.

I wish to see you, when can I?