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Post by Emily on Sept 20, 2016 18:04:15 GMT -6
Sighing as she internally beat herself up over not coming up with an excuse for why she was in the same clothes from the night before and covered in dirt and bruises, she paused a moment. "I'm...uh.....a fight. I got into a fight. Well, more like let someone...do their thing. Although of course, couldn't fare very well, heh...ya know...crutches and all." She spoke, following it with a fake laugh Understanding the answer, she turned to leave before Cyrus and shook her head "N-no, it's fine, it wasn't him." She reassured, holding her hands up defensively. Just about as she was trying to escape the situation again, the tall figure she remembered vaguely from the beginning of the experiment reared her head to the group. Her words reached Alraada's ears and she immediately jumped into question-mode. "Ulterior motive? What are you talking about?!" She inquired urgently through her hoarse voice. She knew the scientists could hear their every word, but Alraada needed answers. ---------------------- Commotion began to brew as the stranger appeared to the group, claiming to be an alumni of the experiment. Aside from cursing internally that she didn't get this bombshell of a person, she immediately walked over to the hubbub to get something to take her mind off of Adrianne. Looking over to Aberdeen as they claimed that elenara instructed them not to take off the bracelet or else the consequence would be death. "Alright, slam it against the wall and die. Goes to show your intelligence." She spoke aloud, her confident and rude tone still backing her voice. Galystris shrugged and laid a finger in her bracelet, running it across the cold metal. "The scientists most likely withheld the makeup of the bracelet from us on purpose so we couldn't take it off. Her lying about the consequences of removing the bracelet is a possibility, but I won't pull any punches yet. And furthermore..." She turned to the woman who had made her way onto the scene with these large claims. "Who might you be? I arrived late in this experiment, and whether your trustworthy is currently very much up in the air." ((@allie LadyAurablade not u MonkeyandMooseInc)) |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Sept 20, 2016 18:25:15 GMT -6
Aberdeen exhaled deeply as Galystris spoke up, with her signature berating comments. "Could you stay in your own god damn lane for once in your life, you ice cold cunt?" They spat as they turned to her. "Come up with a better solution then, cuz last I checked these things ain't coming off any other way." They shook their head and opted to lean against the wall instead.
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Post by cassiroll on Sept 20, 2016 19:02:01 GMT -6
Sighing as she internally beat herself up over not coming up with an excuse for why she was in the same clothes from the night before and covered in dirt and bruises, she paused a moment. "I'm...uh.....a fight. I got into a fight. Well, more like let someone...do their thing. Although of course, couldn't fare very well, heh...ya know...crutches and all." She spoke, following it with a fake laugh Understanding the answer, she turned to leave before Cyrus and shook her head "N-no, it's fine, it wasn't him." She reassured, holding her hands up defensively. Just about as she was trying to escape the situation again, the tall figure she remembered vaguely from the beginning of the experiment reared her head to the group. Her words reached Alraada's ears and she immediately jumped into question-mode. "Ulterior motive? What are you talking about?!" She inquired urgently through her hoarse voice. She knew the scientists could hear their every word, but Alraada needed answers. Vale's eyes widened when he saw his partner enter, something clearly having happened to her from the previous night. Now he felt horrible for not going to look for her. He had assumed she wanted her space, not that she'd gotten into a fight. He almost entirely blocked out Ortus's words, taking a few more moments to stare in shock before getting up out of his chair and approaching his soulmate. He reached out to touch her, stopped, and put his hands quickly to his side. "You need to sit down," He said, his voice wavering with worry. His brain started to catch up on the rest of the conversation, bits and pieces finally putting sentences together. He furrowed his brow at the thought that there could be even more danger ahead and raised his hand to his neck. If it wasn't for the punishment date, he'd have been fine. Losing a fake limb would have been better than whatever was happening now, and maybe they could have even tested his bracelet to see what happened if it was destroyed. Too late for that now.
Nace gritted his teeth as the new party came in, not too easily trusting of a complete stranger, "Where the fuck did this bitch come from," He muttered, looking over at those who clearly recognized her. He heard his partner speak up and automatically put a protective hand on his shoulder. "I'm gonna need more of an explanation than one vague ass statement." He spat at the woman. |
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Post by LadyAurablade on Sept 21, 2016 17:23:31 GMT -6
Sighing as she internally beat herself up over not coming up with an excuse for why she was in the same clothes from the night before and covered in dirt and bruises, she paused a moment. "I'm...uh.....a fight. I got into a fight. Well, more like let someone...do their thing. Although of course, couldn't fare very well, heh...ya know...crutches and all." She spoke, following it with a fake laugh. Alti stared at the girl as she proceeded to blatantly throw together a lie for them (which, unfortunately for her, was actually pretty believable), the man condescendingly nodding at her weakened speech and even weaker appearance with a raised brow. " Mm-hmm," he hummed tersely, not even slightly in the mood to try and correct her acquired helplessness today as grandly as he tried to in the weeks prior to this meeting. "Just like, do yourself a favor and lay low today, alright?" He proceeded to assume his same slouching position again and continued to wait it out until a familiar figure pushed her way into the room, immediately grabbing his attention with her size and unmistakable features just as she did at the airport. Well, would you look who came back? he thought with a slight smirk tugging at his lips as he recalled the many riveting sensory recollections he briefly experienced with the woman during the start of the experiment. The sneer soon disappeared once a visual sweep following suit raised several new questions in his head. Mainly in her appearance...."I assume we're all a part of this 'love' experiment, correct?" She asked, keeping a low tone as to make sure no one else outside the group would hear. She watched to make sure they at least saw her bracelet, even if she was either unfamiliar or believed to be away. "Then it would be easy to assume that there is an ulterior motive to this whole operation. I just so happened to escape from one of the company's secret facilities, and I urge you to please find any way possible to remove these bracelets." The scientist stared down at his bracelet once again that still proudly displayed the number 5 on it, the memories of his initial reluctance and rebellion coming flooding back. How skeptical he'd been at the start, determined to dismantle and expose what seemed to be a hokey experiment until well... Cyrus frowned at the disheveled woman, keeping his voice low. "Remove them? What's gonna happen if they stay on -- And what the fuck's going on here, I thought you bailed on day 1?" Bad things, he could only assume. He'd never bothered to try disassembling the hardware himself, although he kicked himself for not considering it after they were shown to have shock capabilities. Arm involuntarily tightening around his partner's, he stared at the returning subject and awaited some sort of answer. Alti blinked at this new information, the wash of worry plaguing the surrounding contestants bringing his gaze down to his bracelet before a succession of rapid-fire questions from his morose partner took his attention away from the glorified shackle. "What's wrong with the bracelets?" he muttered, his hand almost reflexively pressing itself against his soulmate's chest as a meek means of squelching the possible panic that could be brewing in the other as he spoke. |
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Post by Allie on Sept 21, 2016 18:06:48 GMT -6
The frantic tone of the haughty scientist took her by surprise. Last she knew, Cyrus was an imbecile who considered himself better than her. In this moment, she knew to take his questions seriously and answer them to the best of her ability. "I have no clue what would happen, considering I don't have the tools to safely dismantle the bracelet, nor do I know what's in it. What I do know is that there's at least a wire in there: and I'd rather not be a human electricity current." She said the last few words with a hint of malice at the fighter, knowing their brash behavior would do nothing but cause problems before turning back to the scientist. "That, and I wish I left this God-forsaken scam at the door if not for-" Questions were coming a mile a minute, with Ortus trying to piece together what everyone else is saying, with varying degrees of malice in their tone. One voice in particular caught her ire: the man who molested her. It was him that was the main reason she even debated leaving everyone in the experiment to die: she sure as hell didn't want him ever to breathe in her direction again. It took a hot minute before she had to recollect herself and come up with an answer everyone could hopefully be satisfied with, adopting a low tone and signaling them over to her area as to hopefully not deter any camera that could potentially catch what she was about to say. "My name is Ortus Caelum. I was a previous member of the bracelets experiment before I decided to leave. Before I could, however, I was taken to a facility and housed there for a month: probably from knowing too much information. From what I could piece together, Elenara wants to slaughter us like cattle to feed her aura addiction, since it manifests itself in a solid form once someone dies... I'm guessing. I have not the slightest inkling what that truly means or what happened to anybody else who left the experiment, but what I do know is that I was sent to be killed. It's highly likely that the same will happen to all of you in the near future, and the same happened to the people in question..." Ortus trailed off, revealing her bracelet showing the number "3". "And if you don’t trust me, that is perfectly reasonable, but I assume this will be slightly sufficient proof,” Her mind harkened back to the man she was paired with: a lanky yet sweet person who wasn’t really her type to begin with. She never really knew him well, but he was at least a decent person. He didn't deserve to suffer such a horrible fate, if she was on the right train of thought. “I am dead serious here when I say you should escape and report this to any higher authority possible," not u Emily ChibiGissy LadyAurablade cassiroll |
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Post by cassiroll on Sept 21, 2016 18:54:24 GMT -6
"My name is Ortus Caelum. I was a previous member of the bracelets experiment before I decided to leave. Before I could, however, I was taken to a facility and housed there for a month: probably from knowing too much information. From what I could piece together, Elenara wants to slaughter us like cattle to feed her aura addiction, since it manifests itself in a solid form once someone dies... I'm guessing. I have not the slightest inkling what that truly means or what happened to anybody else who left the experiment, but what I do know is that I was sent to be killed. It's highly likely that the same will happen to all of you in the near future, and the same happened to the people in question..." Ortus trailed off, revealing her bracelet showing the number "3". "And if you don’t trust me, that is perfectly reasonable, but I assume this will be slightly sufficient proof,” Her mind harkened back to the man she was paired with: a lanky yet sweet person who wasn’t really her type to begin with. She never really knew him well, but he was at least a decent person. He didn't deserve to suffer such a horrible fate, if she was on the right train of thought. “I am dead serious here when I say you should escape and report this to any higher authority possible," Nace scoffed at the woman. "So she's a super? Figures! Always damn fuckin' supers." He glanced over at Amil and winked, clearly not really believing what was being said and being way too overconfident at that. "Alright, so say this mother fucker really IS gonna try and kill us all. If she's a super, then I'll take her on right now! So go on, tell me. Where the hell is this bitch at. I'll cut off her limbs and shove 'em down her scrawny throat!" |
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Sept 21, 2016 18:59:55 GMT -6
Amil snickered at his partner's overly confident remark and turned back to look at Ortus, more or less in the same boat as Nace. "How do you expect us to contact the authorities when Elenara can hear and see everything we're doing? She'd likely just kill us on the spot if we tried to make a move. We're basically fucked if what you're saying is true. The only option, if there aren't any tools to remove these bracelets, is to cut our hands off." He dismissively waved to her. "By all means, you go first. I'll tooootally follow suit."
Aberdeen stood there, tapping their foot on the floor as they quietly weighed their options.
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Post by ChibiGissy on Sept 21, 2016 19:03:42 GMT -6
Maicy's eyes widen as she heard what Ortus had to say.
"So basically....I was right to feel suspicious with the disappearances of those that were in this expirament during the beginning, huh..... we were nothing more than rats to Elenara.... and the fact that she is gonna kill us.... doing the same damn thing to us like she did to those they were in this damn experament earlier."
Maicy slammed her fist on the table, rightfully pissed off of what was revealed.
"I cannot beleive this......"
All the while Piami sat there, not knowing what to say. She was scared. She was afraid. Piami wanted to make shall all is okay but it's hard to at the moment, due to how bad this situation actually is. She began to tear up.
Maicy looked towards Piami, guilt beginning to built up more. She then looked towards Aberdeen. In spite of everythng bad happened and what has been revealed, she still have feelings for her partner. Which lead to her looking at Ortus, feeling determined to be on the same boat as her when it comes to this.
"Ortus, I take your advice and agreed that we need to get the hell out of here and call the police as soon as possible."
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Post by LadyAurablade on Sept 21, 2016 21:22:47 GMT -6
"My name is Ortus Caelum. I was a previous member of the bracelets experiment before I decided to leave. Before I could, however, I was taken to a facility and housed there for a month: probably from knowing too much information. From what I could piece together, Elenara wants to slaughter us like cattle to feed her aura addiction, since it manifests itself in a solid form once someone dies... I'm guessing. I have not the slightest inkling what that truly means or what happened to anybody else who left the experiment, but what I do know is that I was sent to be killed. It's highly likely that the same will happen to all of you in the near future, and the same happened to the people in question..." Ortus trailed off, revealing her bracelet showing the number "3". "And if you don’t trust me, that is perfectly reasonable, but I assume this will be slightly sufficient proof,” Her mind harkened back to the man she was paired with: a lanky yet sweet person who wasn’t really her type to begin with. She never really knew him well, but he was at least a decent person. He didn't deserve to suffer such a horrible fate, if she was on the right train of thought. “I am dead serious here when I say you should escape and report this to any higher authority possible." Sauntering over to the other end of the cafe with his arm still cautiously tangled up in his partner's grasp, Alti grit his teeth in annoyance. It seemed that everyone's plans to avoid the other couples for the rest of the day had completely dissolved with the brash model's unexpected appearance. He hoped at least that the 'newer', more skeptical and cockier individuals would've listened from afar (or maybe not at all), but no, here they all were, huddled up together to gather the intel she'd been carrying. Great. A chill ran down his spine and settled like a rock in his stomach at the idea of anyone finding pleasure in 'feeding' on auras --whatever that meant-- but kept those feelings away from reaching the muscles in his face. Simple, really, given death --as he had expounded the previous night-- wasn't something that fazed him anymore. In fact, more often than not would he be found encouraging the deaths of complete strangers. It was almost a pastime. Never did he once sit down and think about what happened to the missing members after they left the experiment, and even after learning the truth, he still didn't care; It wasn't like they made any significant impact on him other than Ortus, and even then he still didn't worry. Even looking around at the handful of contestants on his shit list now --his gaze hot enough to bore a hole in the racist's head after his little tirade-- he wouldn't mind seeing them all dead either! But obviously if he and Cyrus were to die, that'd pose as some form of a problem. Nnnnng, how to get out of this...... he thought, stroking the side of his face with a nail as he searched the air for any ideas but ultimately finding none. Unfortunately, his train of thought would cross paths with the soulless flip-flop's at times, prompting Alti to turn to his partner at the slim chance he'd possibly have any better ideas. Suddenly, the banging of a nearby table brought his attention away from his boyfriend and over to contestant #3 on his I-wish-you-were-dead list. Not again.....
"Ortus, I take your advice and agreed that we need to get the hell out of here and call the police as soon as possible." Alti winced at agent's act of over-the-top heroism complete with dramatic table-fisting and an aura of wild determination, his deadpan expression contrasting her cartoonishly driven mug effortlessly. "Um, Earth to Secret Agent Martha," he spat,"Ya' got corn shoved up yer' ears or something? Did you not hear what the husk had to say? The bitch's got access to everything we say and everything we do all because of these tacky things! You do realize these are the same bracelets that would've fried yer' SnoBall ass a couple weeks ago, huh? How we gonna get the police?" He pouted as he resumed thinking, still visibly on edge even after that rousing round of Punishment Date pt. 2 with the boxer's soulmate. He grumbled as he mused on with what he'd said. Damn, can I even portal us out of here, then? Like, I know I can fucking handle the shock............ but he'd be toast. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck...... |
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Post by not u on Sept 21, 2016 21:50:51 GMT -6
The idea of all those who had 'left' the experiment being mindlessly slaughtered by the bitch who had even more screws loose than previously assumed brought a small grimace to his face. Not that he particularly had grown attached to any of them, but if what this was torn posh woman said was true, they were all ensnared by a glorified serial killer operation. "You can't be fucking serious. Why hasn't anyone reported their disappearances to the authorities? Surely at least one of them shot a 'fuck this experiment' text to their friends or family before bailing right?"
Cyrus frowned and tapped his chin as he listened to the woman address the rapidfire of questions being slung at her before looking back to his own bracelet, running his finger along the seam of the material. Day 1 was the last day he'd needed to pull out his tool set and mechanical prowess, not having seen any point to disassembling what seemed to be nothing more than a metaphorical shackle in an experiment that practically imposed marriage upon its participants. If anyone were to be able to dissect and remove these abominations of electrical engineering it would be him, right? Glancing at his partner who seemed to be trying to hold him back, he tilted his head and muttered, "Hey, can you get us back to the room real fast?"
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Post by Emily on Sept 22, 2016 0:08:07 GMT -6
Elenara walked to the troublesome group, opening her arms wide as to congratulate them for figuring it out. "Good job, a round of applause for you all! Especially you, Ortus. What a hero you are." She growled, her close eyes expression reflecting various emotions. She turned to the angry racist that could and gestured to him. "Even though I am no super, you all have plenty reason to want my head. I suppose confirming this with you all who are ready for a fight wouldn't be smart, but I don't have to worry about your attacks." She pulled her phone from he pocket, making a big show of the motion. The bracelet sent a large jolt of electricity, knocking each of the test subjects out cold. -------------------- The test subjects awoke in a cold room with the same white walls as the cell, but with holes opening up all around the floor and on the wall, with a small camera in the corner of the room. The door to the room was bolted shut, and there was no chance getting out that way. Elenara, looking down at the subjects that woke up with amused expression gave a light laugh. "Hmmm what my wife would do if she were around to see this." She muttered to herself, a smirk crossing her face. Waving her hand, Elenara grinned. "No matter! She's none but a sweet memory now! I'm sure you would like an explanation~?" She inquired, not expecting an answer. Clasping her hands together, she smiled and pulled herself together. "Ortus was mostly correct here, this was an old science building for our company, but after an illegal experiment took place here, concerning one of you, many years ago, the building was abandoned. A few friends and I fixed up the place and made it our own!" Elenara pulled her glasses off of her face, the visual instruments having stopped performing their function many years ago. "And solidified auras....yes. An acquired taste to be sure. Once you die, a burst of power comes from your body, this is common knowledge. But what if it were to be salvaged at the last minute, solidified, and consumed?" Elenara inquired giving a smile. Her eyes fluttered open, and various colors swirled around inside them underneath what seemed to be a crystallized outer layer. The same colors began to fall out of her mouth  "Its got quite the kick, let me tell you!" She chimed. Looking before the test subjects, she grinned widely, her eyes still dead open. Laying her hand on a button, two spikes came out of the wall, roughy 1.5 meters in length. One came out next to Alraada, and the other next to Cyrus, the two she had found herself to be most annoyed with. The spike grazed Alraada's hair, and she stumbled back in fear with eyes the size of saucers. A green light lit up, indicating all was functioning on an ominous circular shaped object on the wall. CURRENT GOAL: ESCAPE THE ROOM:
OVERALL GOAL: KILL OR SUBDUE ELENARA
FIGHT: COMMENCE!-------------- ((There are two types of attacks one may fall victim to during this stage of the fight. Spikes: in various places on the floor and in the walls, a large spike will rise out of the ground at high speeds, killing or hurting the character. Gas: later into the fight, but not currently, gas will come from the walls that weakens the vision, strength, speed, and general salability of the character. This in high concentration can slowly kill someone. Once this gas makes contact with an aura's burst, the aura is immediately solidified. Layout:  NOTE: there is something inside the airlifts that blocks clean air from getting poison out. NOTE: there are spikes on the ground set in a triangle in the space where the test subject stand. IF YOU WANT YOUR CHARACTER TO DIE, LET ME KNOW. DO NOT JUST KILL THEM |
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Post by not u on Sept 22, 2016 2:57:34 GMT -6
The last thing he remembered was sitting in the cafe. Ugh... The scientist's entire body refused to move for the first few seconds of consciousness, every fibre of every muscle feeling sore. But once his body synced up with his brain and finally began to cooperate, he slowly pushed himself to his feet, a pit colder than the frigid cell he found himself in forming in his chest. Oh god, oh fuck oh god oh god, he widened his eyes as he tried to get a good look at the room, apparently some abandoned facility according to their monologuing captor. A deeply buried, primal fear began to rear its ugly head every second that he remained in this room. His younger self's homeless stint was plagued with cautionary tales of how other vagrants like himself went missing, some of those accounts digging into ghost story territory with talks of serial killers and human experimentation on the underbelly of society. And this hellish place, with its scent of strange chemicals and rusted metal, touched on his psyche in all the wrong places. We're going to fucking die here. "And solidified auras....yes. An acquired taste to be sure. Once you die, a burst of power comes from your body, this is common knowledge. But what if it were to be salvaged at the last minute, solidified, and consumed?" Elenara inquired giving a smile. "Its got quite the kick, let me tell you!" She chimed. Looking before the test subjects, she grinned widely, her eyes still dead open. Laying her hand on a button, two spikes came out of the wall, roughy 1.5 meters in length. The sound of metal moving to his right sent Cyrus's body instinctively careening to the left, the man jerking away as over 4 feet of pointed metal came shooting towards him, grazing his arm and fraying the delicate lace sleeve. "Fuck!!" he shouted, stumbling backwards several more paces as he realized the entire room was littered with deathtraps. It was then he finally got a good look at everyone else's position in the room, spotting Alti and rushing towards him. Surely after all the predicaments his portalling capabilities had gotten them out of, they would work here as well, right?
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Sept 22, 2016 10:55:30 GMT -6
Aberdeen awoke to the sound of Elenara's ramblings, quickly feeling around their head only to notice the front end of it had been dented in from where they'd fallen forward. "Are you fucking kidding me..." They muttered as they ripped the thing off, their blood red aura bordering on black. There was no fear, only anger. More so towards themself for coming to this whole god forsaken experiment in the first place. Aberdeen chucked their now-ruined head at the wall, causing the prosthetic to crumple even more.
Now wasn't the time to worry about a replacement, however. "Vale!!" They shouted, turning towards the wrestler. "You can rip the door off the wall, right?? We kinda need something like that right now!" Their voice beginning to slip into a panic.
That shock.... Boy was that something... Unfortunate circumstances if you ask me, all things considered.
His eyes snapped open once Elenara's speech began, the man listening intently on what exactly her plan consisted of with a cocked eyebrow and bored expression. Her words did pose quite the conundrum, however. He didn't particularly want to die, and definitely not by the hands of whatever this psychotic bitch had cooked up. He yawned and looked to the other contestants, a slight giggle escaping his lips as the spikes rose from the floor and panic began to ensue.
"Well well.... This is uuuuuunfortunate." He muttered to himself, rubbing his gloves together. "Gimme a second to wake up and I'll tear that damn door off its hinges. Don't you worry, my little headless friend~!" He cooed as the yellow eyes began erupting all along his gloves. "If Vale would like to help me, however, I wouldn't object. I'm thinking I wanna take a little trip to meet our gracious host~!" His words carried a chilling vibe to them.
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Post by Emily on Sept 22, 2016 11:36:36 GMT -6
((Hello! I'm sorry for the lack of clarification, but the door is bolted shut
To the point of it not being opened by any sort of force! Getting out through the door would be too boring, so you have to find another way out! Thank you~!))
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Post by MonkeyandMooseInc on Sept 22, 2016 12:47:29 GMT -6
((I'm just playing the characters. I'm not removing or breaking anything without host permission still. Don't trip.))
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