RPG: Recurring Nightmares

[TheLostExarch]

ooc- You currently know very little about your powers at the moment, but assume they have all manifested, so you are now testing them.

Mercutio looked around the room that he had been sent to. There were three others in the room, and they all seemed to be toying with their new powers. One seemed to have shadows dancing at his feet, another seemed to be looking through walls, and the last was totally unreadable. He knew what he could do now, he could change his own genetic makeup. A clerk walked in and adressed them all. "As the immunisation seems to have given you all extra abilities, we would like to send you to our training facility to see what limits you have."

(If you choose the training camp, your powers will become more developed and/or stronger. If you choose to skip, the storyline will continue without that area. Majority wins.)

[Esiphas]

vlad experimentally swung a fist. It felt lighter than before, but he struck teh wall and it cracks sligtly- not enough for lasting damage, but it hadn't been much of a punch. He smiled, giving a soft ''Hah...'' of amusment. The clerk entered, and said something about training. ''Uh... sure, i guess.'' He noticed others around teh rom, all of which had strange powers too.

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

The shadows swirled around Kasall, his vision darkened a bit as his smiled letting the shadows swarm over him. He looked up, the shadows jumping back to his feet as the clerk spoke, "Training? I guess..." he said in a gruff tone, drawing his chainswords.

[carnofex]

Ken'Tal looked up his mask was off as he looked around the room, his eyes would shine as he looked around seeing the world outside the walls. "Ive been in basic training. what more do i need?" he ask as the storm bolter in hand would be reloaded and he seemed fine with more training. "fine lets do this"

[TheLostExarch]

(Sorry it's a bit late, my internet crashed as I tried to upload on this thread)

The cleck nodded, and led out of the room. The group followed. After a five minute grav-skimmer ride, they arrived at the training camp. "I will have to drop you in the centre of the complex, due to the nature of the tests. I will be waiting at the end." the clerk said. As the skimmer reaches a hole in the roof of the massive complex, a hole opens in the floor of the skimmer, dropping the occupants several thousand feet. "Sorry for this, but I have been ordered to put you through hell." you hear through a comm link as the skimmer flies away.

Mercutio followed the clerk to the skimmer, and remained silent on the journey. As soon as the floor began to open, he said "holy (please do not swear), what are they doing!" he realised that the others were similarly annoyed, and focused on surviving the fall. He decided that the best thing to do was to brace for impact, so he reached into his genetic make up, turning as much of himself as he dare obsidian hard. He immediately fell down faster than the rest, his increased weight and lower air resistance helping him immensely. As he hit the ground, a five foot crater formed around his point of impact. He got up, returning his genetics to normal. He looked up, wondering how the hell the others were going to survive.

[TheLostExarch]

(Sorry it's a bit late, my internet crashed as I tried to upload on this thread)

The cleck nodded, and led out of the room. The group followed. After a five minute grav-skimmer ride, they arrived at the training camp. "I will have to drop you in the centre of the complex, due to the nature of the tests. I will be waiting at the end." the clerk said. As the skimmer reaches a hole in the roof of the massive complex, a hole opens in the floor of the skimmer, dropping the occupants several thousand feet. "Sorry for this, but I have been ordered to put you through hell." you hear through a comm link as the skimmer flies away.

Mercutio followed the clerk to the skimmer, and remained silent on the journey. As soon as the floor began to open, he said "holy (please do not swear), what are they doing!" he realised that the others were similarly annoyed, and focused on surviving the fall. He decided that the best thing to do was to brace for impact, so he reached into his genetic make up, turning as much of himself as he dare obsidian hard. He immediately fell down faster than the rest, his increased weight and lower air resistance helping him immensely. As he hit the ground, a five foot crater formed around his point of impact. He got up, returning his genetics to normal. He looked up, wondering how the hell the others were going to survive.

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

Kasall smiled, a dead plummet from a skimmer, a couple thousand feet between him and the floor. "Grab my jacket!" He yelled to his new 'partners', "I can stop us!" he pulled all concentration from his mind no distractions, and pushed forward with his shadows. They reached up consuming the group before the clerks eyes as she watched them drop, and they were gone.

When the shadows released Kasall was asleep in center of the group, nothing would wake him from his comatose like sleep.

[TheLostExarch]

Mercutio assessed where they had landed. Kasall was asleep in the middle of their group, and there were two doors leading out from the hall they were in. Just as he turned to adress the group, two robot sentinels appeared through two of the doors.

A tannoy then announced, "One of these robots will always be honest, the other will always decieve. You have one question as a group. They cannot answer questions regarding the door behind them. If you cannot find the correct door to exit through, the robots will annihilate you."

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

(Damn and Kasall is down for the count now! After he uses the powers more the drain should become less but until then protect him!)

[mantisstalker]

Octavius watched the live feed given to him by the cameras that surrounded the complex. He had been told to stay in this room until they could find him some new partners. Two of the batch he had been in had survived the complex but Octavius had found the other rather annoying so that had made one. now he waited for the newcomers. They where good but would have to do better since one of their group seemed to have fainted on the way down...

[Esiphas]

Vlad didn't grab Kassal on teh way down, though he did give him a nod of thanks. Then, he felt teh air gather beneath his feet, and mere inches above the ground he stopped dead. After a 3 second gap, he dropped teh 3 inches, harmlesssly. He saw Kassal collapse from teh centre of his shadows. ''Poor fool.'' He muttered, and he turned to teh rest. ''One question as a group eh? Never was a thinker.''

[mantisstalker]

Octavius reclined in his chair and put his legs up on a near by desk. "this could take them a while.." he muttered as he opened up another bottle of beer that he had stolen from the barracks.