The Maze Runner (Role Play) discussion

This is where the Gladers often sleep, eat and hang out with each other.

Steven enters the field, ready to sleep since the sun was falling and the doors were closing. He had grown accustomed to the sound after his time in the Glade. He thought about what Lena said to him in the forest. "Well. I think most would prefer being a Runner, to Slopping. Heh. I'm startled I can remember that much." He said as his arm picked up a nearby rock and threw it at his face. "Dag that hurt!" he said as he threw the rock in the field.

Lena, picking her way across the field behind Steven, wasn't sure whether to be amused or concerned. Was it normal for him to bash his face in with rocks? She wasn't sure, and wasn't really in the mood to interfere.

Lena dodged the sleeping figures of Gladers strewn across the field towards the edge of the crowd, nearest to the Wall. She would normally sleep with friends, but not nowadays. Not when she risked costing them a night's sleep by waking up screaming every time her eyelids fluttered closed.

Steven awoke with a jolt. "Ah! How long was I out? I gotta start cleaning the Mess Room again before my quota! Aw jeez!" he said as he stood up and slammed a tiny rock into his head as a result of his insanity. "Why do I even try? wElL dUh YoU hAvE tO rUn AgAiN! No! I won't run the Maze again! Not after the Changing!" Steven argued with his own insanity and ran himself to the Slammer.