TW: Slurs, homophobia, implied abuse
Larry: ...What's something that you can buy from a grocery store that would get you weird looks?
Todd: ....rope
Maple: I've bought like, 2 pounds worth of Chocolate before
Sal: Duct Tape
Ash: *death glare*
Sal: I swear, I would be fixing something. I wouldn't bind with it again
HC ALERT
Sal has a more feminine body structure and Has tried to bind before coming to terms with himself. He used Duct tapeLarry: Okay, Man tits.
Sal: Can I strangle him yet?
Larry: You May not. Next question: A witch has cast a spell on you turning you into an inanimate, non-electronic object for a year....
Sal: *Staring at Travis who's eating alone*
Larry: What do you choose? Sally?
Sal: *still staring*
Ash: Sal? You okay?
Sal: You think he's okay alone?
Ash: Who? Travis? Yea, he's probably plotting some awful shit.
Sal: I don't know...he always seems so....alone and cold
Larry: Dude, He called you the F-Slur. Preachers Boy doesn't know what to do with his life.
Sal: Preacher's boy?....Maybe it has something to do with his dad.....whatever, I'm gonna go talk to him
Larry: No! No no-
Sal: Too late.
Maple: I say you let him. If anything bad happens, we'll see it.
Sal: ....Um Travis?
Travis: Hm? Oh- What the hell do you want, Fag?
Sal: Okay off to a great start....I wanted to invite you to come hang with us.
Travis: And why would I hang out with a bunch of sick homos like you?
Sal: Because 1) I'm giving you a chance to get the stick out of your ass and make friends 2) You looked lonely.
Travis: .....fine. One day
Sal: Sweet. Oh and also, here. This is the group hotline and server. The hotline Is just an emergency server in case anything bad happens at home.
Travis: Whatever
Sal: Good. Now come with me, you're sitting with us.
~~~~~~lazy~~~~~~~~~
Larry: I refuse to understand why you invited him to hang out with us
Sal: Let's see: No friends, his bruise never seems to get better, he sits alone everyday, do I need to explain further
Todd: I mean I guess it's fine. If something's going on with him, the hotlines always there.
Larry: Not like he's likely to use it. Preacher's boy probably has nothing bad in his life
Sal: You never know.
Chug: I'm with Sally Face.
Sal: Alright well. I'm gonna...talk to somebody
Chug: D-Don't tell me you're gonna go to that ghost girl upstairs
Sal: Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. See ya!
~~~~~~~again Lazy but real writing again~~~~~
Travis quickly scurried to his room and grabbed his phone. He was most likely on the edge of his rope at this point.
He grabbed some old earphones so his father couldn't hear whatever conversation was about to go down and quickly brought up a calling app on his phone
'Bout time I get out of here...if I even can'
~~~~apologies for the laze~~~~
Sal: Megan? Are you there? It's me and Larry, You can come out
Megan: Hi, Sally Face! Hello Larry!
Larry: Nope. Never gonna get used to it.
Sal: Nobody really is. You see two kids coming upstairs to talk to a ghost. Not exactly the norm-
Buzz
Sal: Hold on...It's probably Travis. My number was on that page as well. *answers* Hey, Travis
Travis: Yeah, Hi. Um- are you busy right now?
Sal: Not really I'm just-
Megan: Sally boy, Who's that?
Travis: ...Was that a kid?
Sal: Uhhh-Yep. Larry and I are...babysitting a neighbors kid. How're you?
Travis: ...I'm perfectly fine *Violence at home motion*
Palm to camera, thumb to palm, trap the palm. Remember this for me Friends and Children
Larry: ....Travis, Do the that again please.
Travis: Um...okay.
Sal: What? What is it?
Larry: Pack anything you need, go through your window or anywhere your parents won't see you leave. Go to Addison Apartments and meets us in the 4th room, fifth floor.
Sal: Larry, What is it?
Travis: Okay...*hangs up*
Sal: How'd you know what to do so quickly? And for Travis nonetheless
Larry: That motion means violence at home. Which essentially means you were right. No matter how they act, no one our age deserves that
Sal: Nice to know you can care about him
Larry: Well if it's the reason he's acting up, I don't have a reason to hate him, do I?
Sal: Good. Megan can you handle another person with us? He's a friend.
Megan: Um...Sure!
Sal: Good. He should be here soon enough.
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Travis: This does not look like the best place to be
(He knocked on the door of the abandoned room then opened the door)
Travis: Sal? Larry?
Sal: Heyy! So uhm. The kid we're watching. She's kind of Shy so maybe we could-
Megan: Sally Boy, is that your friend? Hello! My name is Megan
Travis: Uhhh, Fisher? The kid you're babysitting looks a little....ghosty
Sal: Yea we kind of failed to mention.......she's dead and forever bound to the abandoned level of our apartments
Travis: ..........Huh?
Sal: Long story short, this building is haunted. This is Megan Holmes. Her father is...probably on that noose over there and her mother is forever impaled and silenced in another room
Travis: Wha....W-Why did I come here again?
Sal: We're the Only people you know. C'mon, You're one of us now.
I am Sho Brown
And this is the Adventures in Addison Apartments
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Adventures in Addison Apartments
FanfictionThe SF squad (+Travis, Chug, Maple and Megan) and all the chaos they possess Artwork on cover not mine!