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Nov 20, 2005 20:57:14 GMT -8
Post by brainsqugee on Nov 20, 2005 20:57:14 GMT -8
He tried moving his arms, but the restraints he had on it made it impossible. Kris screamed as loud as he could as the needles penetrated his skin and made thier way into his bloodstream, releasing a green fluid. His fingers sprawled everywhere in thier reach as he tried fighting back. These people did not deserve the name human, these "scientists". This was torture, or more of an experiment.
After the several grueling hours of these painfull procedures, Kris was strapped onto a wheelchair and blindfolded. After about five minutes of being transported by his enemy he was thrown into his room. As he scaled his bed trying to get both feet on the ground, he noticed several other people in this room. "hehe...welcome, I get the feeling you aren't gonna like it here."
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Nov 21, 2005 0:47:34 GMT -8
Post by Zeffa! on Nov 21, 2005 0:47:34 GMT -8
((yay! I was planning on making a Lab RP sometime also!))
*A small voice piped up* "Hey guys look.. newbie.'' he seemed to say it with no enthusiasm, as if saying 'hey look, that ball is yellow.'
The voice belonged to a boy who appeared no older than twelve. Long straight blonde hair brushed against his waist. He had a bright smile, and strong looking legs, the only clothing he wore was a pair of green swim trunks with yellow lining. However, these were the only features that appeared normal.
Firstly, hs right arm seemed to be mechanical, a smooth shining metal plating over it. It was about twice as thick as his other normal arm, and had hatches and things for other various things. The boy's left eye was a golden metallic orb with a bright glowing green iris, the socket was also mechanical, and likely wired into his skull. A metal chestplate protected from mid-torso and upwards, reinforced in the center, where the heart should be. Finally, on the organic arm on his left side, was a number burned into his skin: 10652
"Looks like they haven't touched him yet." said the child again, giving the new kid a quick look over.
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Nov 21, 2005 6:30:09 GMT -8
Post by brainsqugee on Nov 21, 2005 6:30:09 GMT -8
"How long have you been here?" Kris asked. Kris knew that he had spent at least a year in here, why wouldn't they give him robotic implants? He must be a different experiment... Whatever that stuff they put into his arm did, he had the feeling that it wasn't exactly good for him.
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Nov 21, 2005 11:00:50 GMT -8
Post by Dark Beauty on Nov 21, 2005 11:00:50 GMT -8
A girl looked up from where she had been staring at her shoes. Her long black hair parted as she looked up, showing golden, metallic eyes. The pupils were silver, and they looked as if they could be metallic as well. They diatlated to take on the look of a lense. The girl looked in the direction of Kris, then the pupils returned to their normal size. "Welcome to the place that devils fear." Her freakish gaze turns to the blonde boy that had spoken. "He only has so long. He looks to be a strong teen boy... they'll do much to him."
The only real things that were noticably non-human about the girl were her eyes and ears. They had metal points attached to the ends of them. Her features were lovely... she looked about seventeen or so. Her clothing was a simple black dress to match her hair. Nothing much was different... at first glace. There was, however, a number ingraved on her arm as well: 145
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Nov 21, 2005 12:02:04 GMT -8
Post by Zeffa! on Nov 21, 2005 12:02:04 GMT -8
*he nodded* "They're pulling in older subjects," the boy replied to the cellmate's comment, seemingly ignoring Kris' question. "I lost track a long time ago, probably five years or more..." This comment seemed to be in answer to the question Kris asked a moment before.
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Nov 21, 2005 12:28:58 GMT -8
Post by Sorrows on Nov 21, 2005 12:28:58 GMT -8
Another boy was curled up in one of the corners of the room. He held his legs close to his body, hunched over, giving the odd appearance of a ball. The boys legs were, like the others, completely made of metallic parts. His seemed much newer, though, more advanced and more refined in their installation. His brown hair was disheveled and fell wildly about his face as it lay resting in his knees, hiding his features. He didn't look up, he merely rocked slowly back and forth in his corner, talking quietly to himself. He had only been here a short time, one of the newest experiments.
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Nov 21, 2005 15:25:40 GMT -8
Post by brainsqugee on Nov 21, 2005 15:25:40 GMT -8
Kris chuckled to himself, he tried to see the bright side of this horrific incident, at least he could make a few friends...
He stared at his arms, something was different. The outward appearance was no different than normal, but something inside was odd... He looked at the outside of his right hand, the number 1 was imprinted on it in red.
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Nov 21, 2005 16:08:08 GMT -8
Post by Zeffa! on Nov 21, 2005 16:08:08 GMT -8
"I wonder if he's going to be part of the genetic experiments...I heard Doctor Fiona say something about Stem cells..." mumbled the boy. Apparantly they were all in sleeping quarters for now. Rows of beds were lined up similarly to jail cell bunks.
He rolled over from his position on the lower bunk. "So, what's your name Newbie?"
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Nov 21, 2005 17:13:41 GMT -8
Post by brainsqugee on Nov 21, 2005 17:13:41 GMT -8
Kris replied with his name, with quite a strong voice giving his current situation. Kris was a natural leader, though dark and mysterious, he knew how to get things done.
Something in the robot-boys eyes triggered an incredible amount of frustration and panic in Kris, he wanted to yell, but couldn't bring himself to it. The fact that he may to become part of this collective frightened him. He could not hold his power in any longer and punched the concrete wall with his hand that had the imprint on it. The wall cracked and left a crater 5 times as large as Kris's hand on the wall. He felt nothing, it did'nt even hurt. This confused him, how could he do so much damage to the wall without feeling anything? Then he remembered the genetic experiments.
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Nov 21, 2005 17:18:40 GMT -8
Post by Zeffa! on Nov 21, 2005 17:18:40 GMT -8
Looking to the hole in the wall, the child sighed. ''You're going to regret doing that when the scientists find out you did that,'' warned the childed pessimistically.
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Nov 21, 2005 17:37:04 GMT -8
Post by brainsqugee on Nov 21, 2005 17:37:04 GMT -8
Kris scowled at himself for his anger, he never really had control of his temper. But he completely lost it when he got angry this time...
Three men burst through the door and tried grabbing Kris, he fought back, and knocke out two of them. While he was fighting, three more guards came with riot gear. Kris was incredibly dangerous aparently. They grabbed him and took him away... Only screams could be heard through the soundproof walls.
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Nov 21, 2005 17:58:15 GMT -8
Post by Zeffa! on Nov 21, 2005 17:58:15 GMT -8
He looked to number 145 with a seemingly uncaring attitude. "He's got a nasty punch," though the statement seemed rather obvious. "Well, what do you think?"
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Nov 21, 2005 18:36:25 GMT -8
Post by Sorrows on Nov 21, 2005 18:36:25 GMT -8
The boy who had a policy of keeping quiet spoke only a single word. He continued to rock in his curled up position, not even looking up. Though it was only a single word, so much emotion was behind it, like it had great meaning. "Trouble."
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Nov 21, 2005 20:47:13 GMT -8
Post by brainsqugee on Nov 21, 2005 20:47:13 GMT -8
Kris regained consciuosness, but could not move, nor scream. He heard men in the back alking to eachother and decided to eavesdrop.
"Did you see the hole?" "Yes, the serum must be taking effect." "The effects are amazing, his strength has almost tripled!" "And he has almost no physical differences...Perfect." "What about the side effects?" "None so far, but the serum was only introduced three hours ago, we will keep him closely monitered for any sign." "What are the side effects?" "Mutations, increased heart rate, brain damage, excessive bleeding, and a slow and painful death." "He should be prepared for shipping next month...if the subject's cellular structure holds..."
Kris heard this.... Strength enhancement? And how could his cellular structure fail? He had very little time to ponder these things. He was tossed back into the room. Exhausted he cillapsed onto the floor in front of his comrades.
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Nov 21, 2005 21:00:29 GMT -8
Post by Raiku on Nov 21, 2005 21:00:29 GMT -8
A young boy who appeared to be at the age of 15 was being dragged down the hallway by two bulcky guards. The left half of his face was metal and he had a red glowing eye that constantly moved, the right side of his chest including his arm which could fit the description of a metallic human arm was also metal. Though for some reason he had brown straight hair and the rest of his body seemed to be that of a humans, he wore old ripped blue pants and a raggity white shirt but underneath that shirt and on his chest the numbers 208 were inscribed.
Down the hall way and almost in front of the sleeping quarters where everyone else was he spotted a boy being dragged away from that area it also seemed that the boy was giving the gaurds quite a fight. As they passed one another they both gave each other glances, 208's eye started freak out and move furiously as it examined the boy and gave off a red flash that covered the entire hall way then ceased.
"Hope you like your new home!" one of the guards said as the two tossed 208 into the sleeping quarters where he saw couple of individuals talking and decided to join them.
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