Intro // No Event // ....(: Definitely at least a little aphro.

Nov 04, 2009 20:52

[Mirrors, mirrors, everywhere.

Michael Myers lurches up, back ramrod straight. Not a shard of glass in sight, not a knife in sight, not anything in sight that was reassuring. Anticipation churned inside him for the first time since in many years - some new trick by the Man, or by the Doctor maybe. No. He wouldn't leave mirrors.

Michael methodically twists, puts his feet on the floor, starts to stand from the bed. He'll break the glass, have a weapon, and he couldn't feel any next-of-kin nearby but he always wound up close.

Something stops him. He looks - his wrists are shackled, held fast with thick wire to keep him from doing exactly what he was going to do. This isn't right. The Man wouldn't do this. The Doctor might, but this isn't the Doctor. And he can't break them? Ridiculous. So, he sits there and stares at his new confinements because when you're Michael Myers, things usually end up in your favor. There may be a key somewhere...]

((OOC: Absolutely no guro, so don't worry. :) The arm thing is only to keep him from, well... hurting anyone, not an indication of preference. Everything's cool.))

series: halloween

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