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Whumpay - Day 7
Main Challenge - Attacks, Mental & Physical - Heart Attack Mini Challenge 7 - Torture - Shock Collar Fandom - BBC Merlin (2008-2012)
“We have a special restraint for your attack dog. If he tries anything, he’ll regret it.”
Arthur scoffed. “My attack dog?” He looked around and noticed that
Merlin had six men surrounding him while Arthur was being held by only two. “You can’t mean Merlin? That’s ridiculous!” Arthur laughed a little but quickly stopped when it became obvious that his captors weren’t joking. No one else was laughing. Least of all Merlin.
Merlin was on his knees, head bowed, blood dripping from his nose.
“You can’t be serious.” Arthur tried again.
No one spoke. They were indeed serious.
Merry Whump of May - Day 7
“Write what you know.”
- Box
- Magic
- Cell
(BBC Merlin)
“If- no, when, we get out of here, I’m going to write a book about what an idiot you are.”
Merlin sighed and rested his head against the wooden bars. “Well, write what you know, I suppose.”
“How could you think stopping to ask for directions could ever be a good idea? I knew where we were going.”
“We were lost and they looked friendly enough.” Merlin turned away from the bars and looked down at Arthur. “Look, how long are you going to complain? Maybe we should try figuring out how to get out here?”
“You figure out how to get us out.” Arthur drawled from his spot on the floor. He was lounging on the one and only pile of damp hay in the cell. The bruises from the attack were still fresh and swollen across his cheek and eye. “I’ll continue to complain, thank you very much.”
Merry Whump of May - Day 5
“Do unto others as you would bla bla bla…”
- Bow and Arrow
- Stalking
- Cavern
(BBC Merlin)
“Quick, it went this way!” Prince Arthur hissed, leading the way into the cave.
Merlin furrowed his brow, panting, and shifted his pack further up on his shoulder. He stopped at the threshold of the cave entrance and looked up at the rocky ceiling and darkness within. Arthur was rapidly disappearing, his quiver of arrows on his back the last thing to vanish.
Something curdled in Merlin’s gut. They should not be going into this cave.
Besides, why would a startled deer run into a cave for safety?
Mediwhump May - Stitches
(BBC Merlin)
Merlin didn’t know how long he had been hiding in the thorn bushes. The shouts of the bandits and their crunching footsteps in the snow had long died away. But he dared not move. He could not move.
The deep wound in his thigh made it impossible.
