Bashing the Place Up [OPEN]

[rea_norton]

 Who: Andrea and Taylor and anyone else who fancies destroying the asylum and flipping the bird at Linda just a wee bit more.
What: Bashing the asylum up, whilst hunting for Linda computer again
Why: Andrea's upset about the whole 'whore' thing and embarrassed about the 'Dera thing and this is the best way Taylor knows to solve anything.
When: Around the same time as trolls and 'Dera are fighting... but timey-whimey floopy-loopy so anyone can join in!
Where: Primarily Drs' apartments
How: With bashed up furniture from Rea's real bedroom
Warnings: None planned, bar bad language.

Having seized their bed posts, Andrea and Taylor are off, looking for trouble. Andrea is bashing the asylum walls at regular intervals, not necessarily to break them down... just because. When they reach the Doctors' quarters, they climb back through the hole. Andrea looks uncertainly at Taylor.

"Which way shall we go first?"

Comments

[rea_norton]

"I dunno. She usually transports us places... She locked me in the library once, and kept appearing as a blue fairy and sitting on my head..."

[bubblegumchav]

"Well then you wanna trash there?" Taylor has no problem with wrecking a library, Rea she thinks might.

[rea_norton]

"I tried that. Me and 'Dera proper trashed it." That's how fed up she's been.
"S'where I got the nails from... but there's no point. It just goes back to normal. How about... hmmmmmmm... there's a TV room? But I'm pretty sure Linda's not hidden there."

[bubblegumchav]

"Nah, there's gotta be somewhere decent, wot other rooms are there?"

[rea_norton]

"Lets go this way." Andrea points to a stairwell and begins advancing up it, not waiting for Tay to reply. She finds herself on a corridor she's never been before, facing shut doors. Cautiously, she opens one door.
Her mouth drops open as she takes in what she's looking at.

In the corner, is some sort of medieval torture device. Heavy shackles lie on the floor, and even a small cage, which apparently fits onto a person's head is on top of a table. There are all sorts of restraints.
"Bloody hell, Tay. Look at this." She sounds terrified.

[bubblegumchav]

"Cra-ap," Taylor follows in behind Rea, looking around with a certain degree of alarm, "They use this shit on us?"

[rea_norton]

"She's never used it on me..." Andrea's voice is hushed, as if she's scared that Linda will hear her. "Don't think she's used it on the others... Don't mean she won't, though. Unless we destroy it so she can't. Or hide it places... " she moves away from the door to look in the next one, to see if it has anything useful they could use to destroy the metal. But this appears to be a psychiatrist's room from the 50s. Complete with operating table and lobotomy sets.
"Oh. My. Lord."

[bubblegumchav]

Taylor comes up behind Rea, but freezes when she seems this room, "...We should burn it."

[rea_norton]

"With what? Flames don't burn outside the kitchens."

[bubblegumchav]

"How the hell is that possible?!?"

[rea_norton]

"Uh, how is a stupid computer transporting us through time and space? Thicko."
She sighs at Taylor's stupidity. "Always presume that our rules are wrong, ok? And not just OUR rules. I mean the basics, like gravity. We have it 'cos it's convenient for Linda. And when it doesn't suit her any more, bang. Gone. Like fire. It'd be far too easy to escape if we had fire."