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Post by mantisstalker on Jan 25, 2013 1:13:35 GMT
62 was still twitching on the floor when the guard was thrown on top of him, and it took him a good minute of feeling and disbelief to realized what was sitting on top of him. After confirming who it was with smell he lent down and placed both hands on the mans neck and began to feed. As soon as they made contact he could feel the energy start to flow into his body, building into mussel and more importantly fuel for his children.
Just as the last dregs of energy where being pulled from the guard his eyes began to flutter open with a look a total horror in them as he began to scream. He tried to beat 62 off of him only to find his arms where little more than moving sticks, as he felt his vision starting to fade his attacker withdrew. With a smile that pulled his skin tight over his mouth 62 stood up right, his body now covered in defined mussels thought this was not the way it was going to stay.
With a deep gurgling noise that could be mistaken as laughter 62 hunched over and his new mussel mass began to shrink as something formed into his cradled arms. When he straitened himself a creature rested in them looking straight at the guard with many black beetle like eyes, its skin the same complexion as 62's. Its body was little bigger than a child's but its mussels looked too tense and at the ends of its hands and feet protruded four claws. With a little wave of the creatures new hand 62 carried it out of the cell and closed the door behind him, hearing a loud click as it locked again.
With a sudden twitch 62 brought his nose into the air smelling blood as he started to look though his child's eyes. He saw the other end of the corridor where the skirmish was happening. With a flick of his hand the newly formed Cerebrate jumped from his arms and scuttled down the corridor on all fours before reaching the guard holding Eliseai, where it jumped onto the mans back before plunging both claws into the mans eyes. With a howl he dropped the changeling and stumbled backwards right into 62's warm embrace where he began to be sucked of all his energy.
While he was busy however 62 navigated his child so that it now sat on the guard captains chest, its beady eyes looking into his while its other looked at Ghost writhing on the floor. "You smell different..." it rasped, before 62 dropped the husk he was holding and strode over to Eliseai, his sightless eyes locked with her's as a hand descended towards the guard captains neck...
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Post by t⊗theark on Jan 25, 2013 2:28:42 GMT
Sunny followed 62 as fast as he could but screaming guards interfered with his navigation, he could hardly define the walls between the the huge and sudden changes in volume. After screams died down and his echolocation adapted, he 'saw' a girl his age - he thinks. Her, if it was a her, form wasn't clear. It shifted subtly and he couldn't isolate the form like he could with Prometheus.
"Corpsy, is that the last of the guards?" 62 was preoccupied with other matters, crouching over the some corpse, cerebites that clung to Sunny in the ventilation shaft scuttled over to him. He moved over to the recovering figure, his blind, blank stare meeting hers and his invisible ultraviolet aura reflecting off her eyes.
"Are you okay?" he asked her.
"How can you walk around so easily, you look blind" She responded.
"I learned to hear my way around," he winked back, "The name's Sam, I'm known as Sunny around these parts. You might now me from the Supernova Project."
"I'm Eliseai, Project: Adaptation" Sunny tiled his head with an awkward smile, he's overheard some less than cuth things about this girl from the guards.
Mateus' eyes pricked up,
"There's more coming soon"
"I can delay them, more of us can see in the dark then they can". With a white flash, Sunny sent out an electro-magnetic pulse which blew the circuitry in that sector, all the lights went out. all that lit that corridor was a faint blue glow barely visible through Sunny's shirt
"It should be a while before they get power back"
"Good, we need to get the stable experiments in one place so we get set up a plan.
Prometheus with a bone crackling jerk finished his meal.
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Post by Yuno on Jan 25, 2013 5:16:29 GMT
She could see the look in Sunny's eyes as he looked at her, he'd heard the rumors and the talk between guards. She couldn't place the look in his blind eyes, was it disgust or pity. Even though she thought he couldn't see her she blushed and began to chew on the cuticle of her left hand's thumb ravenously feeling dirty in his sight.
She suddenly couldn't take being in the Guard Captain's uniform, it reminded her of him. It smelled of him, and she'd taken it off of him more times than she cared to admit. Slowly, she found herself pulling it off and with a little work she managed to shape shift her body so that it appeared to be clothed in a simple latex body suit. She turned studying her reflection off of Sunny's blank eyes. Slowly, her hair shifted into being in a high ponytail and her eyes blinked several times until they had returned to their ever changing rainbow of colors.
"I'm okay." she mumbled in a low voice casting the cigarette from her mouth so that it bounced off the wall and landed in her cell on the ground. She managed to rally herself from shame and disgust to walk past Sam. "Let's find the others. See what the plan is." She paused beside him to take his arm in a gentle but firm grip. "Come on. Don't want you walking into walls." She turned the corner to see the others, "That's his job." she mumbled again looking at Ghost.
She felt her face twitching in pain. It was hard to keep up the facade there, she could feel blood dripping down her cheek and the bruise on her jaw was making it harder and harder to speak. She lifted up her old scrubs pulling them on as she slumped against the wall and sank to a sitting position. Slowly her form began to shift. Her hair no longer appeared perfect, but instead fell in a tangled mess of indescribable colors from the entire wheel. Her skin which had appeared to be perfectly pale lost its luster as bruises appeared along her bare arms and legs. Blood appeared from her split eyebrow and her eye was half shut with a bruise. Her jaw felt numb. She wasn't looking at anyone, she only felt the shame and disgust that used and beaten people do. At that moment, her form was no longer in flux, and Sunny could see that with no doubt, she was a she, and she had been beaten fairly regularly. She sat in the corner hugging her legs and sobbing.
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Post by mantisstalker on Jan 25, 2013 7:33:40 GMT
OOC- a couple of things out of place that has thrown the plot off a bit
1) I've only spawned one cerebrate
2) Sunny is in the vents with Mateus not with 62
3) 62 is trying to feed on Eliseai because she looks like a guard
Thought you should know, but we can go on just needs to alter some posts a bit to make sense :3
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Post by Esiphas on Jan 25, 2013 9:00:36 GMT
Ooc- She doesent Anymore.
Also, TheArk, You really shouldnt take control of other peoples characters, or make them say anything.
Ic- All of a Sudden the lights lickered on and off. For ghost, The dimming of the lights brought his electrical torment to an end- The collar malfunctioned, and split, falling to the floor. Mateus popped his head out of the Electric department, tosding a Female guard- one of the rare girls willing to work.in this institute- to the floor. Eat up, Prometheus. We'll need sone of those Kiddies of yours. Leave the poor changeling alone. He lifted up a box eith a red Plus on it- Medigel- in his tail, and put it down in front of Eleseai. Clean yourself up, you poor girl. We've got a minute or two before we really need to move. Mateus slipped back.in the corridor, Examining the other cellss.
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Post by mantisstalker on Jan 25, 2013 14:06:36 GMT
62 backed away from Eliseai on all fours, the child Cerebrate jumping onto his back as he moved. At the signs of others like him he tried to make a retreat as he didn't know any of their strengths or weaknesses but stopped as he felt the touch of Mateus's mind on his, listening to what he had to say. When he reached the part about his "kiddies" 62 let out a deep growl from the back of his throat, but realized that he would have little chance of escape on his own. So with the Cerebrate keeping a watchful gaze on the group 62 moved forward to the guard Ghost had taken out and started to drag him back towards Mateus. As he reached him he grabbed the other guard, and while the Cerebrate kept watch 62 began to feed on the both simultaneously. When he was done he retreated towards the back of the group were he turned away and when he turned to face them again another of the child like Cerebrates sat in his arms. 62 then proceeded to keep a close eye of the group and the passage behind him through his children's eyes, his body hunched over and tense as if ready to pounce at the slightest notice. (OOC- look at my sig if anyone has issues about remembering the number of Cerebrates  ) |
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Post by Yuno on Jan 25, 2013 20:45:39 GMT
Eliseai looked up taking the box from his tail and realizing he'd spoken in her head. She sniffled wiping her nose and face on the sleeve of her scrubs. She opened the box to find medical supplies inside. She removed a jar of salve and tentatively rubbed it on her bruised legs feeling immediate relief as the bruise faded and disappeared. She began to rub it all along her legs until they regained their original luster. She continued this until all the bruises were gone. She continued looking through the box and found a needle and thread. She managed to stitch her split eyebrow back together. Although the emotional and mental wounds remained, her body looked almost as good as new. She managed to shift her form back to that of the Auburn haired beauty that she regularly looked like. With a little help from the wall she stood still looking down in shame and fear.
She managed to whisper to no one in particular, "I'm sorry...what is the plan?"
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Post by Edzilla on Jan 25, 2013 21:14:53 GMT
Ghost got to his feet, wavering at his full extension. The collar had burnt black into his neck, causing his mask to look ragged. He rolled his neck, taking a look at the other two. He'd never paid attention to the other inmates, so this was a new experience, even if they'd seen him. The changeling seemed normal, normal enough atleast, although somewhat artificial. The rainbow eyes confirmed she was different though.
62 was more interesting, he didn't look to human, he appreciated that. Even the slightly nauseating "children" , were normal around here.
When Eliseai posed a question he just turned, giving a tired "I don't know" look through his colourless eyes, he found it hard to think straight after he'd been fried so many times.
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Post by Esiphas on Jan 26, 2013 1:24:54 GMT
Mateus was about to look Back And Answer when a Sudden burst of Gunfire Richchrts off the walks near him. Quickly he jumped up into the Air vents, Slipping in with no resistance as the Three Guards atbthe corridors end Began firing again, Bursts of infrequent bullets. One Aimmed at the Door to Ghosts cell, Keepingbthose inside pinned, whilstvthe second opened fire at the group in the corridors. The thrird fired up, at the Air vent, punching holes in the unused metal.
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Post by t⊗theark on Jan 26, 2013 10:29:28 GMT
Sunny tried to supress any visible spectrum radiation so the onlything lighting the corridor were the bursts of submachine gun fire in lightening flashes of orange.
"I can't see (please do not swear) they don't have power up yet?" one guard exclaimedbetween the bursts of gunfire, "get onto HQ see what's taking so long"
"If the radio didn't work before, why the f*ck would it work now?" The second snapped as she reloaded a magazine.
"Keep the fire up, we don't want one of these escaped freaks slaughtering us" the first said.
Sunny got as close to the floor as he possibly could and crawled behind a corner in the hallway until his ears had adapted to working out the echos of gunfire. Once he could define figures and walls he drawled towards the source of the gunfire. When he was able to define figures and walls, he crawled on his belly towards the gunfire, unseen in the darkness.
He was centimeters away from a pair of combat boots, and when he was sure he was far away enough from the other inmates he let out a steady stream of microwaves, trying his hardest to keep it localized. Sparks danced across the guard's weapons. One jumped up from radiation burns to their feet, she and the other guards could not hold their arms and dropped them from the pain.
"We gotta get out of here" A 3rd voice said with booming authority, Sunny and Mateus being close enough to hear over his gunfire " Somehow hoof it out of this sector in the dark before they do in out to HQ to close the sector off - reinforcements will take care of them.".
"Those things will kill us before we get out" one of the burned guards screamed from behind, now backing out, the last armed gunman backing out letting off a few, indiscriminate bursts.
"Yeah", agreed a 3rd, "If they get out of of the sector before we do or they catch us in the dark, we're f*cking done for"
"We will get out before them, move!" They continued to back out, leaning but a trail of bullets.
After half a minutes after they were out f sight, Sunny relaxed, his faint glow returning to the corridor.
"We have to stop them, we can;t deal with anymore," Sunny panted, laying on his back as white orbs in his eye sockets stared blankly into the ceiling"and I'm too starved to do that again." An inquisitive "wha-?" came from a couple of the inmates there.
"If you were an unstable, latent, thermonuclear energy source, you'd be hungry too - this energy don't come from nowhere" He knew it was more than that as he felt the subtle shivers in his hands and feet - he was gong to have to face the withdrawal of being sedated for almost two months.
As other's inpected themselves and get up out of their cover, Sunny weakly got his feet and, his echolocation adapting to the new silence, he blindly searched for a wall to lean on. He slumped against that wall, and, his head langing low, did his best to look like he was looking at Eliseai through his snow white hair
"By the way, for all it's worth, if you hear the same cr*p I do - you shouldn't care about their gossip. You're nothing like the rumours."
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Post by Esiphas on Jan 26, 2013 11:53:04 GMT
As the Guards ran for it, What they failed tobdo was keep their guards up. One guard never made it back to the area, a strong tail flying out of the darkness, and kocking him out,beforr catching him before he fell and snapping his neck. Mateus stripped him down, Though he left the Mans basic clothes on, Taking his Armoured chestpiece and shoulders, his Boots and his Gun, which only had enough for a Single burst left.
The lights chose that moment to flicker back on, Power finally being restored. Nateus dragged the mans body back into the Air vent, and left it there, before slithering back down to the place he'd entered, dropping down with the guards equipmwnt in his hands. Ok. Who wants this stuff?
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Post by Edzilla on Jan 28, 2013 6:58:31 GMT
Ghost peered down the corridor, sizing up the new figure. Rugged looking telepathic.... with a tail. He looked back to the others before proceeding down the hall, a fragility in his step.
So this was the voice, the only subject he heard except for the guards usual abuse. Did the telepathy hurt, he could only hazard a guess.
He reached him, not muttering a word. Mateus had dropped the equipment, leaving it in a pile on the floor. The aspirin would ease his pain, he pocketed them slowly, from which the telepath got a good view of his morose eyes. The guards wondered if he didn't have an iris, that proved to e untrue, as they found by shining a beam in his eye. They'd taken pleasure in his discomfort, his vision was blurry for hours. He turned on the spot and walked back down the corridor, passing 62 with a sense of caution. He didn't know where he was going, anywhere but here was the only answer.
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Post by mantisstalker on Jan 31, 2013 13:05:54 GMT
After the gun shots had stopped and the corridor rendered safe by of the twins, 62 slunk out of his hiding place still on all fours. He observed the group with a weary caution, as he didn't trust them and had to fight his instincts merely not to feed on them, but they where probably his only way out. As he approached the corner of the corridor where the guards had departed, one of the twins checked it and confirmed that at least one guards got away.
Knowing how much trouble this would cause them 62 turned to face the group standing to his full height and spreading his arms wide apart. After a few seconds of silence a black form started to appear from his back like a cell replicating, as the being pulled its self forth from its father. The creature was covered in what looked like a jet black carapace like a beetle, its limbs where slim but well defined showing its moderate strength. Its head was covered in the black insect like eyes like the twins but it lacked a mouth and instead of its arms ending in claws, two scythes where present from the elbow down.
When it pulled free it took a quick look at its surrounding then the Cerebrate soundlessly ran off down the corridor where the guards had retreated. After watching his child depart with a blank face 62 turned back to the group his body more disheveled than before. Without getting the twins to say anything he pointed at the lights then dragged a thumb across his throat before sitting on his haunches, watching eagerly for his child to make its first kill.
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Post by Yuno on Jan 31, 2013 16:23:57 GMT
Eliseai had been watching the actions of the others from afar, clearly not yet comfortable with violence or using her powers for anything but survival. When Sunny approached her he was trying to look at her, she could tell that much, but she could also tell he was having trouble pinpointing her. The fact he even tried was enough however, for a battered used youth, the language of kindness spoke louder than anything and although he couldn't particularly see it, she smiled for the first time in what had to be a very long time. For all that saw, the genuine smile made her glow with an inner beauty no illusion of lust could begin to approach or mimic. "Thanks Sunny." Her voice was low, but it was still a lovely shy whisper.
She reached out taking his arm in as gentle a manner as possible allowing him to finally judge her position well. Her touch was gentle and he could feel the greatfullness from it. "I..I -- for a blind guy you see an awful lot." she began to guide him around the corner right as 62's creature tore into the first guard making his screams echo. Eliseai flinched at this but kept moving. "We need to find a map or something."
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Post by t⊗theark on Feb 1, 2013 0:51:38 GMT
"There should be staff rooms and stations around the place with fire plans" (and probably food) though Sam as a deep gurgle moved from his gut. He had had put out microwaves, EMPs and almost gone supernova today - he needed something to eat soon - he wasn't sedated anymore and he'd have to eat a lot more to power himself. NOT SEDATED ANYMORE! I realized that signs of withdrawal were returning so he straightened himself up and hoped that Eliseai didn't notice those shakes in his hand. His other have he buried in his pants pocket. How was he going to get through this? He was he had been sedated for so long he's practically a heroine addict by now. But he had to keep on top of it.
There were a couple of Sunny could make out as concerned or odd looks from Mateus and Eliseai. To distract them he said,
"Is he alright?", pointing to a young masked figure, ibuprofen bottle in one hand, hand to his head as if he were in pain.
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