Sixth Floor drama [open to anyone]

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

*Jonathan Crane sat at his desk, trying to perfect the fear toxin. He had been experimenting on his rats, but it was difficult to see whether the effects were from the toxin itself or something else. He ran out in the hallway with the toxin, intending to add some more chemicals to it in the bathroom, so as not to spill anything in his room. Of course, as soon as he made it out in the hallway, he bumped into someone and the fear toxin spilled on the floor, not touching anyone.*

Oh for heaven's sake, watch where you're going!

Comments

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

Nah, no class. It's for my own benefit. I'm studying psychology, so I figured I ought to get a head start. Besides, I'm very sadistic enjoy watching the effects.

[02maxwell.livejournal.com]

Er. Right. *thinks they've cleared everything up* Anything else ya need help with?

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

Not right now. Just...watch where you're going next time, 'kay? *He sighs, realizing he has to go all the way back to the beginning and try to recreate the formula*

[02maxwell.livejournal.com]

Er, right. Sorry, dude. Uh, if ya ever need help with something, let me know, I owe ya one. *grins* Now I'm off to the roof, catch ya around!

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

I just might take you up on that. I know where you live, after all *He smirked, which made him look slightly psychotic* 'Till we meet again.