Facility 666

[Esiphas]

Project 'Jexsam', a Secret government project, with a totally Non-existant base under the sea, home to a group of totally non-existant international scientists who really aren't trying to create the perfect being.

This is your home.

You are one of the defects. Tossed aside to live out your days in a 10 by 10 cell, abused by guards and fed scraps. You have strange abilitys, brought on by the experiments, and also horrible mutations. But You hold hope in your heart that escape is an option.

For you have seen, like so many others, that outside the dim walls of the jexsam laboratory, is a paradise. People walk free, and discrimination is fought. Liberty is pursued. Above the waters of the sea, oppertunity awaits.

But can you escape the sea's embrace?

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Subject Data Sheet:

Subject Number:
Desinated Name:
Age:
Physical Description:
Power: (Essentially magic. Nothing all powerful- basic elemental manipulation, shadow control, liht creation, telepathy, that sort of thing)
Mutation: (A Physical mutation, such as claws, fanges, a third arm, sharp senses, tentacles, ect)
Additional Power OR Mutation: (One more power OR one more mutation.)
Reason Abandoned-

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Subject Number: 48
Desinated Name: Mateus
Age: 19
Physical Description: About 6 foot 3, shaggy black hair that reaches his shoulders. Wears the standard grey cloth trousers and jumper of the subjects, but goes barefoot. Has sandy-yellow eyes, and his lack of sleep leaves him with bags under his eyes.
Power: Telepathy- physical contact allows for mind reading, and mental torture.
Mutation: Mateus has a tail mutation. This is much stronger than it looks.
Additional Power OR Mutation: Spiderfoot- Mateus can run along walls for short periods of time.

Reason Abandoned- Physically Imperfect. Incapable of sleep.

[Deadlink]

Okay I like the story but arent you going to finish the other one. its a good story and has much more depth. This one can be finnished quickly. They break out, blow S&%$it up get to ground level and then get shot up by the us marines and die... Please please finnish the coll as zombie story!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Deadlink97~

[t⊗theark]

Subject Number:32
Desinated Name: Project- Supernova (nick named 'Sunny' by guards)
Age: 16
Physical Description: 5'10" light, lanky build. White, unkept hair and and cataract-ridden eyes (completely blind). Wearing worn jeans and old red shirt. Has a venous cannula in his arm through which he is constantly sedated.
Power: Puts out a harmless, constant flow of gamma and beta radiation. Extreme danger of radiation burns when startled, excited or enraged. Also puts out EMPs when in this heightened state.
Mutation: Faint ultra-violet bio-luminescence. Barely noticeable in daylight but glows a faint blue in the dark and shines pink when startled, excited or enraged - May cause temporary blindness and long term retina damage.
Additional Power OR Mutation: Hearing heightened to such a degree that Project - Supernova can navigate via a crude form of echolocation, judging the proximity of nearby objects to avoid them. Unknown if this compensation is due to blindness or unintented effects of the experiments
Reason Abandoned- Originally a prototype for sabatures and spies for going behind enemy lines to work essentially as an over time dirty bomb, Project- Supernova exceeded all expectations for what is biologically possible in ionizing isotopes. The subject seems to be in complete control of his abilities but lack of his trust and resentment for this department made it increasingly difficult to control him, which climaxed in the event that occurred North Atlantic Submarine Laboratory.

[Esiphas]

Deadlink, As much as I'd like to Finish The Graveblight Arc, One of the chief players left and its been dead for a while. If anyone else shows an Interest, I might restart it, but it hobestly felt like people werent into it.

[mantisstalker]

Subject Number: 62

Designated Name: Project- Prometheus

Age: Unknown due to extensive physical decay

Physical Description: 6'1" 62 is little more than bones and is devoid of all hair anywhere on his body. His skin is a mottled green colour and looks to have a sever case of necrosis, though it doesn't seem to affect physical movement. The strangest feature of 62 however is the fact that his eyes and mouth have been compliantly grown over by a thick layer of skin, leaving him blind and speechless. He wears only a tattered set of gray shorts that where once trousers.

Power: Cerebral Link- 62 is constantly linked to any Cerebrates created by him and so feels and senses everything they, and has complete control over them. If desired he can block them out but he loses control over them.

Mutation: Spawn Cerebrate- by sacrificing his own body mass, 62 can create a Cerebrate from his own body. These Cerebrates vary in terms of appearance, which is heavily reliant on the amount of mass used in creation and the task 62 intends for them.

Additional Mutation: Mass absorption- by touching an object 62 can completely absorb all chemical energy from it, which is then exchanged and stored on his own body as either fat or mussel.

Reason Abandoned- Complete disregard for life and authority.

[Yuno]

Subject Number: 133au7y
Desinated Name: Project- Adaption. (The guards do not enjoy this designation so they have given her the moniker Eliseai meaning passionate love.)
Age: 16
Physical Description: Eliseai stands at about 5'11. However, it cannot be said what she actually looks like because she is the only successful changeling subject to exist. Her true form is something that is rarely seen because she feels it is the only part of her that hasn't be touched and taken by anyone. Therefore, the form she usually maintains is that of a slender but buxom auburn haired girl with rainbow colored eyes. Her hair falls long, easily touching the small of her back. To say she is beautiful would be an insult to her, she is divinely perfect in every manner of body.

Power: Essentially changeling powers, she can look like anyone.
Mutation: Her eyes are rainbow colored and very offsetting to those who look within them. Those who look into them for too long are mesmerized by the vision of beauty they see.
Additional Power OR Mutation: Eliseai has a slight ability to persuade weak mindeds to do her bidding although she must maintain eye contact with them.
Reason Abandoned- Elseai refused to do the work in assassination, murder, and seduction set out for her. She has been abandoned to the facility and the guards aren't shy about using her as a plaything.

[Edzilla]

Subject number: 72
Designated name: Project - Kamui, called Ghost by the guards
Age: 18
Appearance: 5ft 10, slim Caucasian male. Wavy brown hair and faded gray eyes, almost translucent. Wears a mask that covers all of his face except his eyes and hair.
His voice is low and brooding often hoarse and physically he is able
Power: They really went for it with Kamui . Abandoning all sense of humanity, chromosomes were altered, hormones were pumped, implants were added. By the end of it all, his body collapsed and he went into critical condition. In some attempt to regain a sense of betterment, he was put on life support, suspended in a tank of fluid for a year. After exactly 365 days his eyes flickered open he jerked into life and was thrown in a cell, given a mask to protect the cell mates. After his year in a coma all but one of his assets had faded. A small but powerful implant into his heart, linked by a nerve to the brain for activation, upon use it pumps particles into his blood stream, instantly spreading to every cell in his body. It makes him intangible, for a max of three seconds. He can walk through walls, a small sense of invulnerability. He calls it "spirit walking", indeed he used it to escape the cell once, wandering corridors before he was knocked out and sent to a cell with a electroshock system, a collar which put volts through him whenever he left. The power puts incredible strain on his body, causing him to cough blood, struggle to circulate, breath problem, fatigue, headaches and pretty much every other problem. He gave himself a stroke after using it for five seconds. The scientists believe it takes a minute of his life per use, but he uses it anyway.
Mutation: he hides most of it under the mask, only the scientists know
Additional Mutation: He can see across the whole EMS spectrum however it puts massive strain on his eyes, causing them to bleed or various degrees of blindness
Reason abandoned: Very, very far from perfect, judged unrescuable.

[Esiphas]

All looking good. The Drawbacks to your powers balance pretty well.

Lets begin, Shall we?

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Mateus sat in hus cell, Biding time. For years, He had been planning Escape. He knew how he was going to do it too, At long last. Smiling a sharp smile, He flicked his tail around a bit, Before moving over to his cage door. It was locked, of course. But he could see through it.

The Guards were in their way to preform a monthly check on project 'Ghost'. This was quick, Rotine, And carefully controlled. One door opens, Shuts, then the second door opens, and remains open untill soneone Re-enters the narrow gap between them. Due to tge Quick timing of the Check, The Subject was never able to do anything, Except sit and grow bored as the years marched buy.

Mateus reached out with his mind.

Ghost... Listen. The guards cone. The check is about to Start. Prepare yourself. When tge guard leaves, Slip into tge Airlock... Mateus' mind voice echoed insode Ghosts mind. Whether or not Ghost knew the voice, he could sense tge truth in the Words. Msteus wasnt lying.

Sure enough, A few moments later, The airlock door opened, Revealing a weedy looking guard...

[mantisstalker]

(ooc- Hooray signs of life!)

62 crouched in a corner of his cell, hands over his face as his limbs twitched uncontrollably. The hunger was tearing him apart and if he didn't feed soon he felt as if he would digest himself. At the sound of the soft swooshing of the air lock opening 62 launched his weak body at the door, slipping his thin arm through the small gap and flailing blindly for something, anything to quench his hunger. When nothing presented its self he let out a muffled scream from behind his wall of skin until he was abruptly stopped as a jolt of electricity sent him writhing to the floor of the cell.

As his body started to settle back into its usual twitching 62 hear the guard give an amused grunt before carrying on to where 62 didn't know. But even in his hunger ravaged mind he knew that guard would be his next meal. Even if he had to kill himself to spawn one of his children the guard would die by his hand.

[Yuno]

Adaption is a concept not many people understand...they think that it means being able to change to fit your surroundings...or changing your surroundings to fit yourself...but really they don't get it. Nothing really changes, just your outlook on yourself and your surroundings. Sometimes at night when the guard captain comes for Eliseai to sate his lust on her perfected form Eliseai knows that if you pretend things are different enough, other people will believe it too.

Eliseai is thinking this as she sits her back to the wall studying her hand as it morphs and forms into a delicate pale skinned hand with lush red nails and then quickly reforms into a hairy male hand covered in dust and disgust. She smiles her rainbow eyes shimmering as her hand changes to purple skin with aquamarine nails that are thin and scarey. She pulls her knees into her chest letting out a choked laugh and buries her face in her legs sobbing as she reaches over to the wall and claws a line into it to mark the coming of another night.

That isn't how the Guard Captain finds her. She always knows he is coming towards her. She hears the sounds of her neighbor 62 being thrown backwards by the electricity-- it has been happening a lot more lately. She stands leaning back against the wall a delicate pout brushing across her lips as they become fuller and more attractive. Her door opens and she smiles.
"And here I thought I might get some peace."

He looks up and down her form obviously pleased as she struts towards him, "So what is it tonight." She stops posing innocently and pulling the side of her gown up in an "oops the wind blew my skirt up" pose as her hair turns to a honeysuckle blond color and her eyes shimmer to a perfect sea blue. "Innocent blond maiden?" she takes a step towards him and poses again glasses forming on her face and sliding down the edge of her nose where she readjusts them grinning in a shy seductive way..her hair and eyes both becoming brown to match, "shy brunette?" His eyes follow her every move, as she steps behind him pushing him to sit at her cot where she leans over him from behind her face reforming to dark make-up, bright red lips and hair as black as night with eyes grey as the floor. "Powerful raven haired seductress perhaps?" She moves in front of him sliding onto his lap as her hair falls back to a fiery red and her eyes become green she smiles dangerously, "Fierce red head to your tastes?" the Captain laughed at this his hands creeping up her body and pausing to hold her neck, "You are quite the little sass Eliseai...I thought by now I would have broken you of that flaw..." She smiled pressing against him, "Perhaps you should try to punish me again...maybe this time it will work." The Captain had obviously tired of her chatter because he pushed her against the wall hard, an audible sound issued outside causing guards and subjects to shudder.

People think that your happiest moments are the ones that last the longest...feel like eternity when you are in them. They are wrong. The bad moments, they last forever. Even when you are long gone living a happy life, you can still smell the sweat of your rapist or hear the knuckles cracking from your torturer hitting you. Eliseai glanced at the Captain who sat grinning as he smoked. She reached out taking it from his mouth and setting it on the floor. She struck then, while he was still weak. His hands beat at her as she strangled him. As they made eye contact he landed several hits on her face, they were certain to bruise later. He didn't even get the dignity of dying with his pants on. She grinned pulling on his uniform and throwing a dirty blanket over his corpse. She lifted the cigarette from the floor putting it in her mouth and turning as her form morphed and changed into the guard captain's.

She strode out of the room the two guards posted outside shook their heads, "Sir, how is it you enjoy that creature." She resisted the urge to try attacking him their. She drew in the cigarette and blew smoke at the guard who had spoken, "You have never tried her...she is surprisingly human in bed." She moved to Mateus's door and pointed, "Open it." the guards looked at her questioningly, "Do I have to explain myself? You know there is no escape, I am following the orders I'm given, open!" The guard shrugged opening the lock with a click as she strode inside and pointed, "Go and check on the ghost, give me a moment with this one."

She strode in kneeling down next to him her eyes shimmering in the Captain's form to rainbow with a sly wink and a bare female whisper, "I'm leaving this unlocked..." she stood striding out and leaving the door unlocked and preparing to join the guards.

[t⊗theark]

"...why do they even keep him on this morphine anyways?"
"Probably pain relief, what ever keeps him glowing probably isn't comfortable-"

The first guard lead the nurse in to change his cannula. Sunny had been without a hit for 24 hours now, disruptions have been plaguing the facility recently from what he has overheard. He liked the reverberations through the halls, he could hear a lot further than he ever could before. It's been two months since he's been in contact with reality - it's felt like a lifetime over a single night.

He felt a sting as the tape was tron off his left arm and the nurse pulled his cannula. The pressure she applied to stop the woke him up a bit. His eyelids flickered open, two milky orbs stared blankly as he regained some consciousness, clicks increasing in frequency with the cacophony of static but the static faded and clicks slowed to indicate normal radiation levels. One of the guards, startled, readied his sub-machine gun.
"Really? It's Sunny for f*ck's sake - the glow-in-the-dark blind kid. What are you scared of, him night lighting you to death?" Reacted the other.

The tourniquet tightened around Sunny's arm, he felt slaps on the inside of his elbow, he felt the sting of the needle go in. He felt so lathargic that he hardly reacted with more than a moan.
"Project- Supernova appears to be regaining some consciousness, can you see how much longer Dr Fenon will be?" The nurse asked the guards.
"Yes Ma'am" the more startled of the two said and briskly walked out but before he could walk through the door a elderly sounding man was in at the cell's entrance.

"There is no need, I'm here. Remarkable, able to recover from his sedation for so long. How are you Samuel?"
"W-water" Sunny croaked back.
"Of course, in time. You seem remarkably well since I saw you last, are you more willing to cooperate or are you going to either throw your life away or risk killing hundred again?"
"B... b... But I ca- can't go back. S-s-sso painful. You have no idea". The doctor ruffled his snow white hair,
"We're better now, we see our mistakes. When the research is over you can have a life back". Sunny heard his heart rate increase with hesitation,
"Liar" he weakly whispered.


"Have it that way! I am a man of little patience. Nurse, administer the morphine." He turned to the guards
"Get his mobile holding cell, you tell me where that damned anesthetists is!"
"Please-no-noNoNO!",
"It's too late, we have a dead line. Nurse! What are you still doing here? We need no guarding, get that holding cell in here!"
"But sir", the guard quivered and pointed to the frightened boy, looking around in vein.

His purple aura was visible and turning red. the Geiger counter's din of clicks and static has reached a loud kettle ring.
"QUICK NUR-"


The sound of fire alarms and crackling fires followed the boom.

(ooc - the explosion wasn't that big, no one but the doctor, the nurse and the 2 guards were killed)

[Esiphas]

Mateus Grinned his sharp, toothy grin. Silently, he opened the cage door, ands sht it beghind him with his tail. Then, scampering up the wall, he Slipped into the vetilation cuts. Hearing a boom, He reached out with his mind, and released. 'Sunny' had gone supernova. Grinning again, he slithered through the air vents. One short trip later, he Dropped down in front of Sunny, landing on his feet with Cat-like reflexes. Tossing him a Canteen of water he'd pilfered from a guard, He spoke with his mind. He had long since forgotten his physical voice, and almost feared the sound of it.

Hey. Remember me? Come on. We need to get out of here. Guards will be coming this way.

Mateus Jumped backed up, and slithered into the air vents. There was one more he needed to free. Mateus slithered along to Promethus's cell, watching and waitng. When the guard who had earlier tormented Promethus was about to rush past, looking for the source of the explosion, Mateus tail whipped out of the vent and knocked the guard out cold. Mateus slipped out, found the guards cell key and unlocked Prometheus's cell. Tossing the Guards unconcious form inside, he Grinned.

Hey buddy. Enjoy your Snack, but make it quick. We're getting out of here.

[t⊗theark]

Sunny jumped up and clambered clumsily into the ventilation shaft - the morphine still having a bit of a toll. Mateus had gone nimbly ahead and his movements were hard to here. Sunny's faint glow lit up the vents and reflected off his white eyes and hair. He finally caught up to the cat like mutant helping up somebody that he recognized and known before the experiments.

"Corpsy, that's you? Glad to see ya bud! I guess both bio-rejects ended up in the same hell hole" he whispered as several cerebrates crawled over Sunny, fluorescently lit in iridescent cyans, golds and pinks under Sunny's ultraviolet glow. Mateus impatiently and hastily beckoned, a strange gesture before the blind.

[Yuno]

Eliseai moved to where the other guards were looking in on Ghost. The door was unlocked and open as they strode in. She motioned them out, "He looks good, let us go." The first guard walked out and she struck him hard sending him to the floor where the other turned as she reformed into her normal look. The other guard was only stunned and he quickly rose up grabbing her from behind, "You little (please do not swear). I knew that nothing good would come of his whoring you." The other guard left the door open and rushed at her his fist meeting her face with a crack as she kicked up and began to thrash wildly, "I'm not going back ever. I'd rather die you sons of (please do not swear)." Her words strung together as the guard reached to hold her mouth only to be bitten. The guard holding her shoved her into the wall holding her arms behind her back.

[Edzilla]

72's lifeless eyes flicked upwards. Someone contacting him? Strange, he'd never heard a different voice for months, only that erroneous guard's.
He glanced aside as the guard stepped in, the usual then. He raised his arms together, the guard obligingly cuffed him, unusually with his hands in front of him. Ghost stood up, hands on the wall, letting out a hoarse breath. When it was clear he was carrying nothing, the guard withdrew, "I'd hate to be you, makes me wonder what you did to deserve this." The guard raised a heel, "must've been something bad." The boot lashed into Ghost's ribs, sending him to the floor, harshly breathing.
He heard the guard leave the cell before he stood up, brushing off his blackened clothes. All of a sudden that voice seemed an attractive option. He stared aggressively at the airlock door, he knew what happened if he entered the airlock, feeling the weight of the collar on his neck. A little tune erupted in his head, it always did when he was about to do something important. This one felt like a build up, something he'd heard long ago when he was free, things always did seem to pop up.
He ran hard at the door, preparing himself. There e went. He dived, gliding through the door, feeling volts upon volts if electricity surging through him. He hit the second door, now fully tangible, with a slam. He was stuck inside the airlock, his collar burning through his neck, a taste of blood in his mouth as he lay on the floor. Through the agony, he turned a single eye to x-ray. Someone was coming to his cell, the pain was only going to get worse.

The door opened, the fight had already found him. Through reddened eyes he saw the changeling, two guards on their feet, one unconscious on the floor. He was powerless to do anything as one lunged for him. As soon as they touched the volts spread through. It lessened the pain to 72, hurt the guard just as much. He tried to let go, but Ghost gripped him hard, struggling to his feet an bashing him against the wall. The guard responded, desperately trying to wrench Ghost off. Ghost responded with a headbutt, knocking the guard out cold and sending himself to the ground. He felt like he was about to lose consciousness as the shocks kept coming. He could only shudder on the ground, convulsing with pain.