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Nov 27, 2005 0:23:34 GMT -8
Post by Raiku on Nov 27, 2005 0:23:34 GMT -8
208 ran in front of 145 blocking the way between the two, "145!" 208 yelled out please stop.
She didn't know you can't hold it against her so please just calm down! 208 yelled to 145 trieing to get 145 to stop her rampage on Max.
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Nov 27, 2005 11:03:34 GMT -8
Post by brainsqugee on Nov 27, 2005 11:03:34 GMT -8
Kris laughed, "Hahaha... would any of you please take a moment to think!" He said as he walked over to Max. "This creature here may be of some use to us... You know your way around here right?"
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Nov 27, 2005 12:12:45 GMT -8
Post by Zeffa! on Nov 27, 2005 12:12:45 GMT -8
"I'm not a creature!" she snapped, a hand held tightly onto her keycard.
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Nov 27, 2005 15:50:29 GMT -8
Post by Thistle on Nov 27, 2005 15:50:29 GMT -8
Jazmin grinned like a lunatic. "We are all creatures here. There isnt one of us that isnt. Unless they are fresh imports." The Iguana girl turned her wandering eyes to 145. "Rather painful isnt it? Well I'm just glad it wasnt me. They arnt that pretty if you ask me. Vastly overrated wings are." Lazily she turnedf around and walked around to the other side of her. "Yes not very pretty at all. Oh look," she noted in an unconcerened voice "your bleeding."
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Nov 28, 2005 8:13:46 GMT -8
Post by Dark Beauty on Nov 28, 2005 8:13:46 GMT -8
Her golden eyes flashing, she turns to the circling girl. "I know full well what is going on! Why do you think I am passive all the time? If I get excited, these cursed things come out." She wheels around to face Max, who was currently blocked. "Answer me! Who are you?!"
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Nov 28, 2005 8:46:03 GMT -8
Post by Zeffa! on Nov 28, 2005 8:46:03 GMT -8
Max remained silent, trying to stare down the girl. Maybe it would distract her while she fiddled with her keycard behind her back, trying to unlock the door and slip out.
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Nov 28, 2005 16:49:04 GMT -8
Post by brainsqugee on Nov 28, 2005 16:49:04 GMT -8
"Hehe, not a chance." Kris said as he slipped between Max and the door. "Answer the ladies question." He commanded.
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Nov 28, 2005 20:19:13 GMT -8
Post by Sorrows on Nov 28, 2005 20:19:13 GMT -8
Number 7 sat quietly against the wall, almost unawares of the going-on by the door. He was muttering inaudibly to himself, becoming more and more distressed as if in an arguement. He made random movements, almost like twitches, and a few random screams that escaped now and again. He had never coped well with what had been done to him, and the effects showed.
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Nov 28, 2005 20:55:49 GMT -8
Post by Zeffa! on Nov 28, 2005 20:55:49 GMT -8
"What are you going to do to me if I don't? Kill me? Hit me? Hurt me? Then you're just as evil as the doctors and the scientists." she said, a very bold statement considering her position, but no fearful tone was detected in her voice. "And I already told you my name, it's Max."
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Nov 28, 2005 23:26:03 GMT -8
Post by deliverance on Nov 28, 2005 23:26:03 GMT -8
From down the hall, in a darkened area of the Lab area, came a horrible shriek. This was the sound of pure pain to the mind. The shriek was allowed to echo through all of the ventilation systems, and basically through out the entire lab complex. Another shriek came again, and soon several pleads for help were screamed as well. Then, when it seemed as if the screams would never end, all was silent. Not just like the silence after a heroic battle, but rather the silence after the horrific death of a struggling person. It was eerie, as the soul of the person could almost be felt, departing.
The door to the room that was the source of the screaming, came a rather large man, though the darkness shaded and hid him well. Even the guards standing outside were afraid of this scientist's presence. This was the scientist who specialized in experiments of the mind, horrific mutations, and overall disassmbling of the human body. Why, this scientist was known to take apart a human body to where it still had all the major organs and nothing else, and still keeping it alive; no eyes, hands, arms, legs, feet, etc.
This was the scientist that many admired, but more trembled in fear at his name. This was the scientist known as Apolleon. The man who was the master of fear and manipulation.
Upon exiting his office, he stopped just outside of his door with a sinister grin upon his lips. He wore a pair of black shades. Why? No one knew, but no one questioned him either. "If they would just sit still, they wouldn't feel all of the pain, but the shrieks of terror and cries for help, soothe the mind," Apolleon said as he made a motion with his hand in a circular pattern slowly, "Don't you agree?" The guard only nodded. He could give no response. This man was terrifying, and the aura that surrounded him was as if he was a former torturer for Hell. Apolleon didn't really wait for an answer, but rather just began moving for another experiment. He had a quota to fill for the day, and there were always fresh and brand new specimens in which to 'test.'
Upon reaching the door that led to the room where many children were, Apolleon was stopped by guard, but the children in the room could still hear the conversation going on.
"I'll need some I.D., sir," a rather bold and obviously new guard stated. The other guard only took a few steps back in fear of Apolleon's reaction. It was said that Hell has no wrath like his.
"You want some I.D., huh? I take it your new here, so I'll go easy on you," Apolleon said with the same sinister grin upon his face. The guard nodded in appreciation, but soon found out what the consequences of annoying Apolleon were. Reaching up towards his sunglasses, Apolleon lifted them up a bit to stare into the eyes of the guard, even through the helmet. Everyone else who was intelligent enough, looked away. At first, nothing happened as the guard arched his brow towards him, wondering just what it was that he was doing. Then it happened. The guard began to breathe rapidly, harder and faster, and his neck and head began to twitch. The eyes of the guard rolled back into his head as he began shake uncontrollably, flaying his arms in every direction. Before much more time had been wasted, the guard fell to the floor after the sound of a muffled explosion happened; it was like hearing a fire cracker go off underwater. The guard's blood no longer was on the skin as he was pale white, lifeless, and to those who could sense it, soulless. Apolleon put his sunglasses on back over his eyes, and grinned in such an evil manner, that it would make even Lucifer proud. It was said that to even glance into the eyes of Apolleon, was to sell your life and soul to the devil. Apparently, this guard had learned the hard way.
The other guard simply opened the door and let him pass. He wanted to live for another day, and it didn't matter how many guards Apolleon killed; there were always more because they came as often as the new specimens. On top of all that, Apolleon was known in the science community as a genius and all of the successful experiments he created, was given to the Lab Company. All he asked for was, clothing, food, and shelter. He was odd in that matter, because he could've always sold his experiments to other companies and become much richer.
The door swung open, smacking Kris in the back of the head sending him straight into Max, and both of them to the floor. Now, before the kids stood a very tall and handsome man, with hair as black as the midnight sky itself, though no stars showed in hopefulness upon this man. Most scientist's wore white. He didn't; he didn't like stains and they didn't like him. Besides, blood never came out of white. On black, it didn't matter. His sunglasses reflected the light perfectly to ensure no one could gaze into his eyes, but they were tinted anyways just to make sure.
Apolleon chuckled at the site of Kris on the floor, but who was beneath him was a different story. She was not an experiment. Tilting his head to the right to look beneath Kris, he arched a brow and his grin faded with a look of seriousness.
"A scientist, with such disobedience for the rules, should not be in a place for experiments. Guards, hold her until I say so," Apolleon said to the guard next to him. The guards nodded and grabbed ahold of Max in such a manner that would leave bruises on her arms for sure, and struggling would hurt only more. She was held with her arms behind her back, and if that didn't keep her standing still, then the aura in which surrounded Apolleon would. "I'll deal with you, Ms. Rule Breaker." Quickly, Apolleon's sinister grin returned to his lips as an eerie silence fell upon the room. It had been awhile since he had last been here. His gaze fell upon the boy in the corner who was leaning against the wall, twitching and talking to himself. "I see you're in good condition since last we met, number seven." Again, Apolleon gave a sinister chuckle. Then he asked a question that usually scared all specimens when he asked it:
"So, who shall be my next experiment?" Apolleon only grinned, awaiting to see a reaction.
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Nov 29, 2005 8:20:06 GMT -8
Post by Zeffa! on Nov 29, 2005 8:20:06 GMT -8
Despite the pain shooting into her arms from the armlock she was detained by, Max struggled as much as she could, trying to kick at the guard's legs, or at least give him a hard time of keeping a firm hold on her. "NO! Let me go!" She protested, shaking her head and sending the mess of wavy blonde hair all over, hiding her pretty little face from them.
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Nov 29, 2005 14:36:56 GMT -8
Post by Thistle on Nov 29, 2005 14:36:56 GMT -8
Jazmin kept her eyes to the floor as the scientist came in the room. "Not me I'd like to keep my mind as it is sir." She muttered meekly hoping that he wouldnt quite hear her. This was man not to be messed with or it could lead to the end of your life and well, any life was better than no life was what had been drilled into her mind. Probably to keep me from going suicidal. She thought grimly.
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Nov 29, 2005 14:40:16 GMT -8
Post by Sorrows on Nov 29, 2005 14:40:16 GMT -8
Number 7's reaction was quick and strange. He recoiled away, retreating to as far and as tight a crouch as he could manage, but he never took his eyes off the scientist. His face was contorted with fear, and it seemed as though he might go mad, if he wasn't already, but he remained focused, his eyes upon the man's. He had been trained the consequences of disobedience, and the scientist's control had a lot to do with eye contact, so he had been 'taught' to maintain eye to eye at all times with him, even as he trembled almost uncontrollably.
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Nov 29, 2005 14:44:38 GMT -8
Post by brainsqugee on Nov 29, 2005 14:44:38 GMT -8
In the strongest voice he could muster, "Who the heck are you..." He stared at the mans glasses, curious yet fearfull of the mans power. And he was hurting Max, which angered him, yet he still cared little, "What are you doing to Max?!"
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Nov 29, 2005 23:43:48 GMT -8
Post by deliverance on Nov 29, 2005 23:43:48 GMT -8
The guards only kept their grip upon Max the same, ensuring she would not escape their clutches. Failure was not something that Apolleon had been known to take kindly to. In fact, many people died for failing Apolleon. They would be no exception.
"Oh you would, would you?" Apolleon asked, ignoring Kris and walking over towards the Iguana girl. Keeping the maniacal grin upon his lips he approached her and stared down at her through his obsidian tinted glasses. "I can surely arrange the opposite in which you would like... I specialize in tormenting the mind. It's a hobby of mine." Chuckling to himself, he turned to look at number seven. His grin remained unchanged, but there was something about him that he favored. What could it have been? He might just have been one of the wierdest of the lot.
Turning away from the Iguana girl and number seven, Apolleon gazed upon Kris, his smirk fading. His left eyebrow arched as he approached Kris. "So, this is the one that the Lab is putting a lot of money into, eh? Pity. He seems so weak minded," Apolleon said outloud but more or less to himself then anyone else. 'Max will be taken care of. In this building of wonderful Scientific Experiments, we have rules, and they must be followed. Max here broke one today, by leaving an area that she should have stayed in to finish an assignment she was given. Though she came here, and broke a very important rule. She will be..." Apolleon paused for a moment to look at Max, "Punished." Giving the sinister grin once again, he looked back to Kris. Returning to the spot in front of the door, he stopped and just stared at it for a moment or two.
"Bring the Iguana girl. She will be my next specimen," Apolleon said with a grin, "And make sure she struggles. I do so love it when they do that. It makes the anticipation grow larger in my heart." Apolleon grinned maniacally.
"Yes sir." The other guard walked over to the Iguana girl and grabbed her by the arms roughly, and trying to be quick about it.
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