Umbraangelofdarkness

Cornered | Caged | Confrontation —------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ His head hurt. His whole body ached, actually. It didn’t help that he was sitting up against a hard surface. The last thing that he remembered was just before the bomb went off. Sun had pulled out a barrier glyph spell he learned from Daylight and had waved him over. Not pausing to ask what his twin was up to, Moon rushed to his side. He had no idea if his brother had managed to activate the spell before the explosion but him being alive was a good indicator. With a groan, the lunar animatronic brought up a hand to rub his face, eyes snapping open at the jingle of chains. Sure enough, shackles and chains restrained him to an old stone wall. A quick look around revealed a dark dungeon cell, just without any of the general necessities. Moon growled, turning on his night-vision as he searched around more. There had to be something for him to

Adverse Effects | Unconventional Restraints | "This wasn't supposed to happen" —------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ TW: Brief panic attack and brief electrocution. It was damp. Damp and dark where he was. Old iron bars prevented his escape. The floor was slick old stone, making it hard to stand if he could. Floor shackles kept the solar animatronic in a sitting or kneeling position. It also allowed him to move a small bit, just enough to prevent his motors and servos from locking up. Sun had one hand up near his face, eyes narrowed as he examined the cuff. The mandibles and chains were the only things new in the dungeon cell he was trapped in; cuffs tailored for his frame and chains meant to resist tugging. He knew, he had tried. For a long while. After having tired himself out, he turned to examining his shackles next, wondering why exactly they didn’t feel… normal… Granted, he didn’t know what normal