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The Muted [O/A]
The Muted An Underground Sanctuary for the Gifted [imgleft]http://i353.photobucket.com/albums/r377/bonbon-decker/posts/image3.jpg[/imgleft]
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Characters
Characters
http://i353.photobucket.com/albums/r...01197754-1.jpg Username ◕ Chocolate_Fusion Character Name ◕ Kris Stevenson Age ◕ 29 years old Gender ◕ Male Height & Weight ◕ 6'4''; 180lbs Power ◕ Unknown Weakness ◕His family. Villain or Hero ◕ villan who beleives he's a hero. Agent or Patient ◕ Agent/ Manager Personality/Description ◕ He feels as though he is doing whats best for both humanity and the people with abilities. He wants to help them and allow them to have control of their abilities so that they won't be a danger to others or themselves. which is why so many people are willing to come and be tested on and placed in a "Holding Cell". He is fairly neutral person, he likes to have order, and will always do things by the company's laws and regulations. Breaking the rules would mean caios(sp). Secret:: He has files on everyone who has super human abilities. Extra Info ◕ Is the Facility's Operations Manager. Quote:
Username ◕ Chocolate_Fusion Character Name ◕ Isabella "Izzy" Samson Age ◕ 16 years old Gender ◕ Female Height & Weight ◕ 5'2'' ; 120lbs Power ◕ Astral Projection- the ability to seperate and control one's astral body. Weekness ◕ Being knocked unconcious, or put to sleep, sedated. Villan or Hero ◕ Hero Agent or Patient ◕ Patient Personality ◕ Izzy is a spunky girl, or at least she tries to be. She can become upset easily, but also gets over it easily as well. She is a quick thinker, hates to be locked up or trapped. Which is why when she discovered her powers, she was over joyed. Since then she has grown to be impulsive. Lying more often to keep her secret from her family. Extra Info ◕ She lives with her Mother, Step father, and step brother. She is unaware of this, but her mother also has super powers. She is capapble of entering other's minds and manipulating their thoughts. She is unaware of those who are wanting to imprison her. So she is still in the real world. http://i353.photobucket.com/albums/r...nnLuxio2-1.jpg Username ◕ Chocolate_Fusion Character Name ◕ Ennet "E" Robins Age ◕ 19 years old Gender ◕ Female Height & Weight ◕ 5'6'' ; 135lbs Power ◕ Electricity. Weekness ◕ Water when used correctly against her. Feeling she's been betrayed. Villan or Hero ◕ Villan Agent or Patient ◕ Agent Personality ◕ She is quick witted, and has a sharp tongue. She loves to play with people, and socialize. Although her powers can get the best of her sometimes, as she feels she can control the world. Feeling as though she has let someone down makes her want to try more and do better, normally leading to hostile actions. Her regard to living beings is very low. They are nothing to her but bags of meat. She is rather self centered and is always looking for attention. Extra Info ◕ She has been working for the facility since she was born, starting out by being a test subject. Then growing to do jobs outside of the Facility's walls, collecting poor people who have no idea whats about to hit them. Quote:
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Everyone is completly welcome to start posting if they would like to. My first posts will be out soon. I just have to add about six other people to the list of characters. ^_^ I can't beleive this caught on so well. Thank you everyone.
Yaya... everyone is almost up. And I can finally start typing out my intros... who to start with??... hmmm... ---------- .......A tall thin man walked the long white corridors of his underground Facility. Its location is a secret to those that are on the outside of its organization. Three stories above his head was a Carpet Factory, obviously no one has supected that something of the Organization's intentions would be hidden underneith such a bussines. His hands held one another behind his back, dressed in black slacks, a white button up shirt tucked in, the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, the first few buttons undone to allow his body to breath, a dark blue tie around his neck, loosened enough so that it wouldn't bother his skin, and on his feet were black work shoes, brand new and shining. On his right wrist was a silver and black face watch, its time set five minutes fast to keep him on schedule. At the moment he walked along the cell corridor, the majority of it very silent. No this was not a prison for humans, so there weren't any meaningless steel bars to seperate the prisoners from the workers, there were however thick stone walls, painted white, with thick metal doors, one small window on the door, and another on the front wall. The windows made of plastic, triple layered to ensure the safety of course. Within the rooms were one desk, with one four legged chair to sit in, as well as a twin sized bed for one. There was no cell mates in this facility. Everyone is to take a daily dosage of medications, in order to sedate their abilities. So no one in the facility's care will be able to attack someone with their gifts. Of course there are rooms souly meant for restraint, one bed within them, decked out with plenty of straps and restraints to keep an army down. This is reserved for the more, dangerous of a people. Passing along each room, he peered in to a number of them to check on how they were doing. Pausing and looking down at his charts, 'Rue Reiyn' He though, giving the plastic a good tap to get her attention before moving on to another cell. stopping at another cell, he checked his chart again, 'Kai Noriya', looking in to the room through the front room window, and then passing on once again. coming to the end of his rounds, he stopped and appraoched his most prized of patients. "Sylar" he spoke out loud, a smile crossing his thin lips as he peered in at the deeply sedated man. They had been doing many experiments on this man, trying to find the "cure" to getting rid of one's abilities. |
Kai looked around it was the same thing every day. The same old routine. Tossing his black hair out of his face, he adjusted his glasses so he could see easier. Glancing around he sighed to himself. Everyday he awoke in the same room, with the same white walls, no windows, and one door leading to gods knows where. He remembered being caught, he was practically given to the Facility by his parents once he had turned 18. He remembered those memories vividly, and it left a hole deep within him. To be betrayed by a parent was worse than death. Kai saw a flash as a man walked by the door to his holding cell. "It must be noon," thought Kai. "Same old routine." It was like clockwork every single day. If he hadn't been so drugged up to the point where he was of no use to anyone he would have been out of the confining cell long ago. However, whoever was running the Facility where he was being held was smart.
Kai smiled inwardly at the memory. Everyday they would receive some form of a pill. They had told him that it was to "help him." Kai had his suspicions though when he could no longer use his powers of empathy. Within the next few days he stopped taking the medication. He pretended to take it, but spit it up after the nurse left the room. They figured out though, and placed the drug in the food that he ate. He had resisted at first, but being force fed was like living in hell but worse. Kai had given himself up to his fate, the fate of a prisoner. ((I had a question about where the agents live. Do they live in the Facility or can they live on the outside, like in an apartment or something? Like can they commute to their work, or is it mandatory that they live in the Facility)) |
His face, half covered by the dark shaddow of the alleyway was careful with ease. His head tilted downwards casting darker shaddows across his watching eyes. Although it was daylight, he did not have to hide when he killed; his powers were inside of him and no human could match it. No human would even suspect that amount of power or danger from another. The powerless humans walked up the streets, going about their lives, hidden from the truth of the gifted. The corner of his smiling mouth twitched, a menacing look before he strode into the light of the city street.
His movements were almost graceful, but strong like an animal as he walked. He put his hands into his pockets, a long dark grey pea coat, open over a black hooded top as he walked. His black hair was slicked back and his eyebrows were thick and dark. His tall, dark appearance gave him an intimidating, intense look. The watch on his left wrist, every tick of the hands, every turn of the cogs, he could hear in his head. Stated on the face of the watch was the name 'SYLAR'. His smile grew as he slipped effortlessly into a café, thinking about how he had fooled the company. He knew that he was too powerful; too quick for their amateur minds. The innocent other, unfortunate to cross paths with Sylars sadistic mind. Another gifted human. His power to shapeshift into other human appearances had been targeted by Sylar and used for his own benefit. He had forced the man to take Sylars appearance, through many painful acts Sylar had done to him. He hadn't expected the company to be so blind and foolish as to accept the useless lookalike body. He knew it wouldn't last long though. Sylar stood up from the small table he had sat down on, his eyes focused, seeing the the works of a gift in a young mans mind. He must have only been around seventeen or eighteen. Sylar sighed, no sympathy or restraint in his voice. His timing was perfect, as it always was. He stalked into the restrooms at the back of the café after the boy. Sylar was quick, his powers too great against anything, his teeth gleemed as he smiled, enjoying every moment of the torment the boy experienced. A deathly scream carried through to the café where customers stood up in terror. Sylar pushed open the swing door of the gents restroom, a smug look on his face, and his long legs carried him out onto the streets before anyone could act. He had no fear of showing himself to the world. After all, the police were mearly a distraction, no match to what he could do. |
Elinora shivered in the cool of the dawn. She stretched out. It used to be she got stiff and sore from sleeping on the ground, but she had gotten used to it. She liked sleeping near plants. Not only did she feel a kinship with them, her powers were through them. She felt like she could actually speak to them sometimes, and they understood. That could just be the loneliness talking though. She dug into her pocket for the little packet of seeds she always kept on her. Some were for defense, but others were simply to provide food for herself. When she had still had money she had bought a single fruit of every kind she could think of, and a few vegetables, like broccoli and carrots and tomatoes, although she thought they might be fruits. After she ate them she kept the seeds, or the tops, so she could grow them. She selected an apple seed and pushed it into the ground. Her pale hair fell in front of her face as she did so.
"Grow." she whispered. A sprout grew, then into a shoot. It rapidly turned into a small tree. "Stop there, now bear fruit." The apple tree strained at this last order, and finally produced a single apple, the fruit bending the entire tree. "Thank you." she told the tree. She ate the apple, and saved the seeds. It never hurt to have a few extra. "Sorry," she told the tree, and ripped it by it's roots. She felt as if she was killing a friend, but if it was found- well, it'd be highly suspicious. She threw it away in a trash can nearby, and she continued to the town fountain. She'd wash herself there, and then she'd continue with her day. Bathing the fountain was prohibited, but it was early enough there was no one around to see. |
On a bed in a spotless white room, clean of all traces of individuality, sat a girl named Rue Rieyn. She was sitting in the center of the bed reading. She was wearing a large hooded sweatshirt and loose fitting jeans. Snuggled around her was her blanket. The temperature of the room was set at an lower temperature than most 'patients' of the Facility, at sixty-five degrees. She sat shivering while she read, hating the people keeping her there. The lower temperature was her punishment for her last attempt to escape. It also served as a way to inhibit her powers. The drug they gave the 'patients' didn't effect her as well as some of the others, but cooler temperatures made it work better.
When the small, plastic window of her room was knocked on she looked up from her book. She glared at the man, her thin brown hair falling into her face. She hadn't been allowed human contact in almost a week after her last escape attempt and she was beginning to get stir crazy. Rue gave a small smile at the thought of the event, it had almost worked. Rue had be able to use enough of her power to imitate a clock and project it through the building. She slowly called out "tick...tock...tick...tock" for hours, making every second feel like it lasted forever. The nurse in the hall who was in charge of watching the hallway had tried to block out the noise, but was unable. When she came to try and shut Rue up, Rue had been ready for her and managed to lock the woman in her room. Rue managed to make it up to the factory that was above the Facility before being caught. She was then prohibited human contact and her medication dosage increased. This had been the worse punishment she had received while at the Facility. After being at the Facility for five years, her parents basically giving her to it the moment she turned sixteen, she still had not resigned to her fate there. She would try anything to get out and was always trying to think of new ways to try and escape. She hated them for trying to get rid of her powers, the medication making it difficult her her to talk. She had a small fear that if they did mange to rid her of her powers, she would be mute. |
{{0ri0n83-- I don't mind where the Agents live, but they have to be willing to do work as soon as they are called. Dissmissing a call could mean the end of your carreer and life.... lols. Its true in this RP. ^_^}}
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Tamashī's eyes opened as there was a knock on her door. Her grey eyes seemed like a never ending void. The woman rose from the bed and she sat on the edge. A man in a white coat walked in, holding a bottle and a clip-board. "Well Tama, were going to try this once more." He said walking over and handing her the water bottle and a single pill. Without a word she placed it on her tongue and drank from the bottle. Ever since she had come here they'd be trying to make a pill to disable her powers. Every time they were unsuccessful, as her power was more unique then that of the others in this building. Tama sat in silence as the man looked her over checking for a response for a long while. "Anything?" He asked after a while. The womans vacant eyes looked up at him. "I still see them. They still whisper." The scientist sighed and grabbed the bottle from her. "Prove it" He said. Tama looked to the spirit next to the man, it was a young girl. Take the bottle.. She mentally said to the girl and the child grinned grabbing the bottle from the man. He let out a cry and backed away a bit as the bottle poured its contents out onto the floor. Glaring at the woman he stormed out, leaving Tama smirking to herself on the bed.
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Ellis whistled as he spun a ring of keys around his finger. He was dressed sharply in a red cardigan, white shirt, and black tie to show some semblance of formality. He lived away from the facility, but because of all the jobs and different shifts he needed to take on he might as well have lived there (much to his chagrin). The facility was stark. It was sterile. An above all, it was boring. All escape attempts made by patients were snuffed out quickly and left him yearning for more. Sooner or later they all broke down and stayed complacent, making for very boring people. He longed to antagonize Ursala or perhaps Ennet as well. He enjoyed "talking" to the two of them in particular, but the others (others meaning the agents) were doable.
Exiting his home, he opened his garage and pulled out his motorcycle, his ride of choice when it came to getting from one place to another. Truthfully, he could have walked or levitated himself to The Sanctuary yet this was more fun. He did like to vary the ways he traveled after all. I wonder if the other 'gents have already arrived yet, he mused as he drove towards the upper location of the facility. In actuality, the facility was underground where all of the mutated humans were held. It was there that he had to report to whenever there was a new patient to be found or if he just make rounds. Either way he was there now (mostly to see how the others were doing) with a tired, slightly bored expression. |
Roy turned over lazily as he yawned as he pushed a hand through his black hair. The morning sun already trickling through the blinds that he had over his window. The alarm clock was blaring the radio, which he soon silenced with a quick downward slap of his hand. Grabbing his sunglasses, since he covered the color of his red colored eyes, which were on the table next to the clock he rolledout of bed he made his way to the shower. Sometimes he had wished that he had just decided to live at the facility where he worked like some of the other agents, but then again if he did do thawt he wouldn't have as much freedom. They were still heavily monitored even though they worked for the very same organization that imprisoned many of "their own kind," in the event that they went rogue or turned traitor. Walking into the bathroom he took a quick shower, dried off, and went to the kitchen where he made himself a meal of re-heated pizza.
As his "breakfast" was re-heating he went to the closet and took out the clothes for the day. As the binger went off signalling his food was done he was dressed in a pair of black pants, a white long sleeved shirt, and a black vest with a small bow tie at the neck. He had to have some level of formality, but he still wnated to be comfortable. Walking back towards the kitchen he grabbed his pizza and ran out the door to go and find a taxi. Stopping halfway down the hallway he grabbed the lighter that was next to his keys as he walked out the door, this time locking it. Kai slowly paced around in his blinding white of a cell. He was bored out of his mind. The doctor's had left him with nothing to do, since earlier that week he had produced unfavorable test results from the new medicine that they were using. It wasn't his fault that their medicine was faulty. He kicked the edge of the bed in frustration as he let out a growl. Pacing some more he decided to sit at the chair in front of the desk that he was provided with. Staring down at the table he spied his journal that the doctor's had left him. He was "encouraged" to write in it to keep up to date with the happenings on the outside world. Grabbing the pen he opened it to another blank page and started to write. After he was done writing he closed the book, recapped the pen, and placed it on top of the journal. Why did they give him a sharp object that you could kill someone with? One word; Fear. They knew that Kai, nor the others would do anything, because if they were caught it would be a fate worse than death. His stomach rumbled loudly and if on cue the door slid open and a nurse walked in with a tray of food. Placing the tray of food on the desk she looked at Kai as she pointed to the plate of food. "Eat," she demanded. Kai made no move to consume any of the food, since he knew what was in it. "Eat!" Glancing behind her, Kai saw that there were two bulky looking men in the hallway that were steadily approaching. He knew if that he didn't eat, they would make him eat. Grabbing the plastic fork he quietly ate. After he was done the women took the tray, and left the room leaving Kai alone and powerless again. Life sure sucked sometimes. ((Can we have conversations with our characters? Like can Roy and Kai have a conversation with eachother even though there's one person typing?)) |
Lightning flashed across the sky through the dark stormy night sky of London as rain poured down upon the stumbling form of a young blonde girl. The streets were devoid of life except for a few stragglers under their umbrellas that raced by, taking no notice of the young woman as she leaned against a stone wall breathing heavily. Her face was flushed with fever from staying out at night during the rainest part of the London summer for days on end. Blood flowed freely from a cut on her ankle and the pale skin was turning the ugly bluish purple of a bad sprain.
Somewhere in a remote part of her mind, the part of her that kept her moving despite her undeniable urge to just fall and sleep for eternity, she goaded herself into moving. 'Shelter' She thought to herself. She needed to find shelter. Even an abandoned church was fine but she needed a place where they wouldn't find her. Her eyes glistened with tears of pain, held back by sheer force of will, as she stumbled forward, her breath hitching in pain with each step she took on her injured foot. The light from her body was dim, barely noticeable even in the dark alleyways. A bad sign for her. She was growing weaker as each moment passed and she could feel them coming. "Tch. Idiots. As if I'll let them catch me that easily..." She coughed weakly, well she had meant it to be a laugh of derision... But a cough would have to do. She shut her eyes for a moment, concentrating, gathering the energy in her and the weak amount of light around her. Her eyes snapped open to reveal irises the full color spectrum in shade and glowing as time seemed to slow down around her. She could see each individual stream of light as is fell from the light sources and the way they reflected and bent. She raised one finger and touched the main light source that fell on her. The one from the light pole at the other end of the narrow alley way. As she touched it the stream split in two. Bending around her and joining again just behind her. Each of the other smaller streams followed suit and in the space of three seconds she faded from sight. She grinned but stopped quickly to suppress a coughing fit. She had no control over sound and if they heard her she was done for. She stumble down the alleyway through the puddles of water towards a large dumpster she could hunker down behind. Splashes seemed to come from nowhere as her invisible foot stepped down in puddle after puddle and she winced imperceptibly as the sound of pounding footsteps appeared behind her. Letting loose all abandon she sprinted the extra ten or twenty feet and dove down beside the dumpster. "Where is she?" She heard one of the suits, as she liked to call them, asked. "Don't stop looking!" A deeper voice commanded. "She's here! I can sense her presence!" Her eyes widened. They had a talent with them?! No wonder they kept finding her no matter how far she ran. She bit her lip and sunk down closer to the trashcan. 'They can't see me... They can't see me!' She thought to herself frantically. Her body shook in fear, or maybe it was just cold. It didn't matter much because what came next had nothing to do with fear. She sneezed. And quite loudly at that. Her rainbow eyes widened in shock and she cursed mentally. "There!" One of the suits shouted and the pounding of feet resumed once more as the ran for her hiding place. A thick stream of insults as colorful as her eyes ran through her mind in the space of a second before she bit her lip and shut her eyes once more. When she opened them time once again seemed to slow around her as her brain sped up like the speed of light. Each stream bent to her will as she formed a mirage, one of the newer techniques she'd been working on. The figure was a translucent but accurate form of her. It'd be hard to tell she wasn't her. Especially in the dark, rain filled alley. She made the illusion stand up and begin running down the alleyway as the men in the suits gave chase. As the illusion turned the corner and went out of Ely's sight is disappeared and she took off running the other way. Only to be stopped by a brick wall that wasn't there before. Well it seemed like a brick wall but was in fact another suit. "Caught you girly." He was the owner of the gravely voice and the talent. He wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off her feet, capturing her as her invisibilty faded away because of the lapse in concentration. She squealed in pain and anger at her capture and gathered up all the energy left in her body and in her reserves. The glow that had been dim and fading from her body strengthened suddenly as she let loose all her power without any real thought as to show she should release it. The alley way was filled with blinding bright white light and the man released her, covering his eyes as her cursed in pain. She fell heavily to the ground and bounced against the wet road. She reached out, trying to find something to pull herself up with but it was too late. The darkness was closing in from the corners of her eyes as if she was falling slowly into a deep black lake. She had just enough time to release a single tear that fell from her cheek and mixed into the water of the road before she fell into unconciousness and the glow from her body faded completely. When she awoke it was from a drugged sleep and was like pushing through layers of cotton inch by painful inch. Her body felt numb but the fever had faded and the pain in her ankle had been dulled down to an ache equivalent of having a dull pencil grinding against your skin perpetually. She sat up in the bed to look at her stark white surrounding with a sense of uninterest. She had lost the game. She had been caught. At least she wasn't sick and dying anymore. Her dirtied clothes had been replaced with a simple blue dress and as she swung her legs out of the bed she noticed her ankle had been bound in cloth that was actually less white than the walls around her. She sighed and climbed from the bed, careful not to put any real weight on the injured ankle and began to inspect her surroundings. ((I'm really sorry about the length. I just got really caught up in writing about how Ely made it there.)) |
Tamashi was staring at one of the white walls before she turned. The spirit of the little girl was tugging on her dress and Tama smiled at her. There's someone new Tama. The girl said to her. A smile graced the womans lips as she reached out and ruffled the spirit childs hair. "Thank you Tabitha" she said out loud quietly. Tabitha was her eyes and ears of the anywhere in the facility outside her room. Her thoughts drifted to the man she knew was here before her that Tabitha has told to her of often. Kai she believes his name was, he had been her longer then she, and he was older. Tabitha how is Kai doing? She mentally asked the child before the giggled and ran off through the door to his room.
The spirit child thought Kai was very handsome and stayed in his room sometimes. When Tabitha got there she frowned, they were forcing him to eat again. She lingered for a moment, her sadness great before leaving back to Tama's room. Theyre forcing him to eat again...for his medicine.. she told the woman in a sad voice. Tama's face fell a bit, she felt for this man, for he was worse off then she. His medicine worked, while hers did not. [[you can put Tabitha and her picture in a lil snippit under my chars profile if you want since ill be using her alot.]] |
Elinora climbed out of the fountain, shivering slightly. She wrung out her clothes. She had to find a new place to sleep tonight, and then she'd find something to occupy herself. She knew she should move on soon, but she liked this town. she'd probably only stay a few more nights though. she thought about, and decided she'd go to the library and research towns in the area, as best she could. It was always better to have a plan than to wander aimlessly. Even though cities were more dangerous in the amount of people it was also easier to blend into them. On highways she was more exposed and if a passing agent caught her...
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Roy standing at the street managed to hail over a taxi. Telling him that he worked at the carpet and drapes factory they sped of to their intended destination. Roy flicked his lighter opened and closed as he mused to himself quietly. His job was relatively easy he monitored the prisoners on a daily routine. He was basically hired muscle. A security guard of sorts. After his "little mishap" with his emotions getting out of control during a field mission he was placed on probation, and kept under surveillance by the other agents. It was rather boring. Most of the patients were not rebellious anymore.
Closing his eyes in the back of the taxi he dreamed of his first day of work. He remembered when a boy named Kai had first come in when he was practically thrown to him when he turned 18. It was Roy's first day of real training. Roy remembered seeing the huddled mass of the boy as he wept tears of deep sorrow. Falling forward from fatigue the boy, Kai, fell into Roy's outstretched arms. The skin on skin contact triggered Kai's empathetic powers causing him to see snippets of what Roy's life was like. Including the death of his parents. Pulling away suddenly he saw as the teen fell to his knees clutching his head. Kai hadn't wanted to use his powers, and Roy didn't want them being used on him. He would take him with a grain of salt forever now. The taxi came to a sliding halt outside of the factory. Handing the man over some money Roy left through the passenger door, and walked through the doors to the factory. |
((I don't see any reason why two characters you own can't both talk, as long as they don't end up talking ONLY to each other.))
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((Yaya... you all are posting so well. Alright memory fails but Im sure you all will know who you are...
> I posted the snippit for ya ^_^ > Characters are characters, even if they're played by the same person, its all fair game. but just as FairyWaif had said, don't only interact with your own characters, thats no fun. > Long posts are awesome, don't ever feel sorry for them! tehe. ... alright if I missed someone... don't yell at me.. Im le busy >< )) |
((Okay. I mean I will interact with other characters. That's the point of the RP. I meant can Roy have a one on one conversation with Kai like taunting him or something. I did a lead up to it in Roy's intro post))
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Kris returned to his office shortly after making his rounds around the facility. He had seen many new faces with in the confines and was uncertain about the agents he had working for him. Piled up on top of hsi desk were many files of people with abilities, Sent to him from a higher authority to have them all found, marked and tested on.
Those in the facility at the moment are either classified as too dangerous to be let out among the civilians, or they are on waiting to me marked and finish their testing. "Where is that girl?" he asked himself angrily. Just then the door to his office swung open, soon entering a thin, white-blonde headed female. Her skin pale and her eyes seeming to have a sad tinge to them. Her hand barely graced the metal of the door, the sand of static electricity could be heard as a dim light came between her small palm and the door knob, the door swinging shut as she made her way to sit in one of the chairs in front of Kris's desk. Sitting sideways, her back leaning against one arm as her legs bent over the other. She didn't bother to say anything, instead examining her nails, holding pne hand up infront of her eyes. "You are late!" Kris announced sternly, rounding his desk to stand behind her, one hand on her shoulder as he bent down to her level. "why is that?" She smiled softly with her lips only, "I was busy." she said to him plainly. He stood up angrily, turning his back to her as he went to his desk. "You have a new asignment. You and your partner will be searching for this person." he picked up one of the tan folders, and forcefully handing it to her, pressing it to her chest and walking back around his desk to sit in his company asigned chair. "You do remember who your partner is, right?" he asked her in a sarcastic rhetorical tone. "Yeah, yeah, Ill go find Roy A.S.A.P. boss." she said as she hoped up out of the chair. "No worries sir, we'll get who ever this person is." she informed Kris, giving him one last smirk before opening the door again and leaving. ..... ---------- ((Yeah its cool, whatever works here. characters are all seperate people even if owned by the same person... like my characters; Kris and E.)) Four weeks have passed since little Izzy had discovered her powers. Utterly confused and feeling as though she was going to be obducted by aliens at any moment, she found it difficult to leave her own room. Her real body camping out in her bedroom closet while a projection of herself, which oddly enough was just as real as she was, ran about doing everything as she would normally do. The only difference is, is that she could ge to places quicker, cause her projection could in a sense 'teleport' since it was all in her mind. Izzy did not find this all out the easy way though, it took a bit of stumbling upon to learn this odd freakish trick of her's. Four weeks ago, she found herself in a terrible situation, hanging upside down from a seat belt in the back seat of her best friend's boyfriend's car. They were on their way home from a late night concert, music blarring in the car, base turned up so high it made her ears want to bleed, next thing she knew bright ass lights shown in throught the windows, almost like a flash of lightning and the car tumbled over. Screaming was silenced all around her as she closed her eyes, feeling her body fade away from her subconsious as the car flipped and rolled. Opening her eyes, she was sitting in the middle of her bedroom floor. A peircing scream escaping her as she could feel the remaining sensation of terror slowly leave her body, her entire form was shaking with fear. Her hands instantly searching herself for injuries she should be aware of. Nothing was found though. The door to her bedroom flew open her mom running in and wrapping her arms around Izzy. "When did you get home? what happened?" she asked Izzy quickly, trying to calm down her daughter from her uncontrolable trembling. First Izzy was silent, unable to find words to say anything. One moment in the car the next she is in her room. Was it all a dream. Then she remembered the flash of lightning, everyone screaming out as the world seamed to throw them across the road, everything a blur... Izzy vanished from her mother's arms, leaving the women in utter surprise at what was going on. Izzy sucked in a deep breath of smokey air. She could see her long blond hair dangling below her. fumbling with her weak arms she searched for the seat belt button. clicking it in the seat belt released her, she fell to she shattered glass and blood on the ceiling of the car. Raspy coughs escaping her as she looked around, seeing her friend bent in half on the ceiling, she wasn't wearing her seat belt. Tears held back by fright, Izzy crawled out the shattered glass window, falling over to her side as she let out a small wimper. 'help...' she thought, words not coming to her now. 'Im... not dreaming.' her thoughts continued. Her eyes falling shut again as she was unable to stay awake... After that she woke up in her local hospital, out of the ICU after two days of Intensive care. Hearing low voices around her, she could make out one as her mom, the other as her grandmother, then her Step father. "H-Hello?" she asked, her voice sounding much better then the last time she remembered hearing it. ''OH My GOD! Isablle!!!" She heard her mom, opening her eyes some, seeing that beautiful blonde women come towards her are pick up her hand, kissing her fingers rapidly. Soon after she returned home, and since then secretly practiced her secret. |
Elinora headed into the library, a blast of cold air causing her to shiver in reflex. She didn't think she looked homeless, just as if she had taken a shower recently. She would have to try and move further South by winter though. She didn't want to be hanging around when the cold hit. Not only did it make growing plants harder, but she didn't have any money to buy extra clothes. Although she could always sell some of her fruits and vegetables, she supposed. She headed for a computer, requesting a temporary log-in number. She of course didn't have a library card, since she moved around so much. Thhe librarian looked suspisciously at her wet clothing, but handed her the number.
She typed in the name of the city and looked for surrounding towns. Perfect. To the Southeast was a town that was small enough to have plenty of grassy areas to grow things, but big enough to hide her. It looked like there might even be a stream there. It was vital she washed every day, so she wouldn't betray her homeless staus. Nothing gave it away like the smell of being unwashed. She left the library, and decided to have lunch. She debated whether to leave now or at night. She'd be less noticeable at night, so she decided to leave then. She could hide in the woods by the side of the road, where head lights couldn't reach. For now she'd scout for plants that could be useful. She really wanted to find an aloe plant, if she could. Last time she'd travelled she had gotten sunburned. She didn't want a repeat. |
A red motorcycle pulled into a hidden area behind the carpets and drapes factory where it was chained and then parked. From there emerged Ellis who subsequently entered the factory and descended into the area known as "The Sanctuary". Recently a few more patients were added but none of them were all that interesting. He knew that there were a few lab coats designated with the duty of working on someone named "Sylar", a notorious patient with varying degrees of success. It was a shame though. He didn't want a guy as strong as Sylar to die being a lab rat. No, a guy like that needed to die either after taking over the world or in battle.
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((Not meaning to be nit picky or anything... But according to Lunanuova's last post and her character profile, Sylar has yet to be captured, Cows go Moo. (By the way since I feel that you need a nickname since calling you Cows sounds weird... I'm going to call you Cogomo from now on.) Also Chocolate-fusion, will there be a chance in the near future for the patients to interact? Because as it is there isn't much for Elyse to do...))
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((Cows Go Moo, it is true that my character hasn't been captured yet but it is now figured out that the 'sylar' captured is not the real sylar. Also, he is a really dangerous baddy. I doubt you'd want him to take over the world haha! But what you have written is fine. I will work round it. No problem.
CGM: Okay haha!)) |
((Well the thing is that the Sylar Ellis is referring to is the fake Sylar. Ellis thinks that Sylar is the real Sylar. That, and my character hasn't gotten wind of him being fake since he's only arrived. ))
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((Lols. Ah secret is all out >< oh well. Yes the Sylar that the facility believes to have captured and sedated is in fact not real. Its actaully a decoy, a Shapeshifter of sorts. The lady who plays sylar spoke of it in her last post for him. ^_^ thats the beauty of reading everyone's posts.
Thank you Cows and lunanuova for clearing that up. :) As for interactions. There are a million ways to get out, we have only just started, so remember that. But in my last post for Kris, it stated that most of the patients will be let loose once again. So no worries, you'll most likely be out in no time. )) |
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