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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Apr 20, 2013 5:03:47 GMT
"Then where did i get my shifting powers...I may only be able to shift my one arm but what project did that come from?" He said his smile fading and she pushed past him. He was afraid, he was glimpsing bits of what he didn't know and what could be his past. "I'm sorry, I'm foolish..." he sighed as he sat down letting the shadows drop away. "I just wish i knew what I couldn't remember...my memory is gone...wiped clean..." He felt angry, he almost felt as if he should give into the shadows and try to kill her but he realized he was at fault, he was wrong for what he had said.
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Post by Edzilla on Apr 20, 2013 9:53:47 GMT
They were stopped by an unusual assertive tone from Ghost.
"You can play who's the most special snowflake in your own (please do not swear) time, but right now we've got bigger problems!" He angrily replied, before wondering what a snowflake actually was.
He then left them both, pulling draws from the desk in search of anything at all concerning himself. Yet there wasn't much left, only the odd scrunched up paper or piece of stationery. Feeling his wound catching up to him, he fell back down on the sofa, clearly in some kind of simple thought.
"There is no reason to keep it, and its not even being used ... Mateus this doesn't feel right." His gaze darted around slowly, looking for anything discerning a camera. Nothing seemed apparent, but the situation was slowly growing more obvious. "I think they know we are here... check the door." He said fearfully, growing more anxious by the minute.
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Post by Esiphas on Apr 20, 2013 10:38:35 GMT
Mateus nodded, and checked the door. Locked tight, and touching it knocked him back a few feet. "Warded. (please do not swear)." Then, the floor began to move down, leaving the office walls behind. Mateus looked around as they descended. He looked at Ellesai. What gave you the idea that you aren't as sucessful as you thought? Who have you been speaking to? Or what's wrong? He looked at her with an urgent stare. Come on. You know I'm a telepath. And we've had a mind connection since those fights in the tunnels. You've been to far away for me to hear until now, but We're back now. You can trust me.
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Post by mantisstalker on Apr 20, 2013 12:20:23 GMT
(OOC- seemed a little rushed but a lot has happened since the last time I posted XD)
When Sunny and Ellesai reappeared 62 gave them a little nod before stalking right over to the Twin that had run off to be with them. It cowered before him as he reached down and picking it up by the scruff of the neck brought it face to face with him. For a while it just dangled there in front of 62's mask of skin the entire time looking terrified out of its mind. Then in one quick move 62 brought the creature close to his chest locking it in a tight hug as he let out a deep humming noise they had never heard him make before.
When it looked at if the Twin might suffocate he brought it back to face level and pressed his forehead against its. Then 62 became aware that the others where still watching him and a little reluctantly he put his child back down giving it a pat on the head. It looked innocent enough but the Twin got the message "Do that again and I'll rip your head off." But before it could do anything its siblings jumped on it with cries of happiness.
Slightly amused by the sight 62 let they carry on for a while before giving a metal pull to tell them it was time to move. He walked a little away from the group to allow his children to carry on playing somewhat until they got to Mateus's office. He gave them a little nudge to go inside and to try and keep quiet before following after them.
When they where in 62 allowed them to talk amount themselves as he silently walked around the room running a hand over the spines of book. He hadn't remembered until now how much he use to love reading. He would do anything to try and sneak a document away from the doctors and could remember how happy he had been the day Epi had managed to sneak him a full magazine!
Wait. He stopped dead one hand still on the books. Had he just called the purple eyed boy Epi? But before he could dwell on the matter however Mateus was thrown away from the door and a more primal instinct kicked into 62. Growling he went down onto all fours and stood before the confused group of children like a farther that had been cornered in its own den.
Except this wasn't his den. And the floor was moving... The floor was moving?
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Post by Yuno on Apr 21, 2013 2:51:03 GMT
Eliseai knew she's triggered the room by trying to open the door to leave. Her first actual fit of anger had really ended poorly. She turned towards the others as she heard Esiphas in her mind speaking. Something about him invading her privacy seemed to make her more angry because she turned at him looking very put out although she didn't respond out loud, she just moved over to Sunny grabbing his hand uncertain what was happening to the room and them, and her own mind.
*What. Nothing. Nobody. Stay out of my mind. I'm fine alright.* she was far from it. She could hear Archanae's voice echoing. "You're sick and you know it. How long will it be until you can't even remember who Sam is. How long until you scream when he touches you, how long after that until you are little more than a confused animal." She was beginning to pant with terror at this point gripping her head. Whatever was going on with the room only seemed to intensify her emotions. She was chewing and muttering again. "I don't know what's going on. I don't know how to deal with this."
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Post by t⊗theark on Apr 21, 2013 15:17:25 GMT
Sunny warmly smiled at the intimidating figure, reaching his hand out his hand to greet him,
"I'm Sam Arthurs, subject 32 from the Supernova project." Suddenly he went, what Sunny saw as mental. The threats grew louder, he defensively backed off, the look of terror on his face as Mateus tended to him. Sunny thought it would be safer for his cerabatic companion to be as far away from this psychopath as possible.
As he returned the twin to its parent, 62 approached them. Sunny almost felt defensive for his little friend as 62 did the equivalent of rousing on his son and gave a sigh of relief when he hugged him. It's twin brother's reaction to its return reminded him Sunny of Oscar's reaction when he first Sunny after 3 or 4 years. He was still out there. There HAS to be a way of saving him. He mentally kicked himself for almost killing him. as he watched the cerbates play.
Sunny's hearing picked up the musings of the new memeber of their group. Ghost's wheezes,
"He's powerful... more than any of us... and insane, that's clear enough."If he breaks down, get out the way, because you can't stop him, I know I can't...." Mateus explained a bit on Ty,
""He's demented, sure, but Stable enough to be of use. And powerful. He was likely created purely for Offense, and developed defensive powers during the training." Tyamius' explaining a background on himself,
Project Exercitus unum Hominem literally translates to One Man Army...I was designed to take soldiers off the battlefield and be able to dismantle entire armies single handed...I'm a monster..."
Sunny realized something, looking at the monstrous man - He was just like him. A living weapon, on the very brink of control and a constant danger to everyone around. Sunny's fear of him melted away for the intense empathy that he had for him He remembered the man saying,
"You are my opposite." Quite the opposite, thought Sunny, they were exactly the same. It was a shame that Sunny couldn't think of a way of getting close of him and talking to him, some demented and insane part of him still had it out for him, but the idea of somebody knowing what it's like, EXACTLY how it's like.
They came across an old looking office, Doc Icarus'. He had been there once, maybe. It happened so long ago, stepping into that room was more akin to remembering a dream or a case of deja vu. Than, for some reason, he could hear a slight echo of Dr Arachnae's voice. What a random thought. It wasn't like he was remembering her for some strange reason, more like a song in your head you can't stop. Than he felt a cold fear in Eliseai and came to her side, making sure she was okay. She would not respond to his thoughts. Tyamius cam over to them. He seemed not to want to acknowledge Sunny at all which was all fine, you don't want to murder something you're ignoring. They went on about stuff he didn't know or care about. He was too busy being experimented on, indoctrinated, sedated and abused to learn whatever the (please do not swear) they were talking about. Suddenly, he felt her get really angry and drag him away by the hand. He asked her again in very clear words.
"El, remember when you said O couldn't hide anything from you? That goes two ways. Please let me in, whatever it is I'm sure we ca-"
"Can anyone hear that?" Sunny said in a hightened panic, "The room is mocing. How can no one hear the room moving!"
He put up a familiar defensive glow involuntarily out of fear as they sunk.
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Post by Yuno on Apr 21, 2013 17:39:06 GMT
Eliseai's own panic mixed with Sunny's seemed out of control. Her form was shifting colors rapidly as she dropped Sunny's hand to grip her head, particularly her cortical implant. He could hear her voice in his head screaming. *Sunny, they want Ty. They want me to give them him. They say I'm sick. They say my mind, my memory is decaying.* the thought was interrupted as Sunny too saw Archanae before him in his vision grinning.
"She's right, Sam. Elise is very sick. Her brain is attacking the memory centers of her mind for some reason. I don't know how long she has until she's more of a wreck than this. Someday soon she won't even remember you. Hopefully she won't be pregnant when that happens...." Archanae turned and then paused. "Although you can help her. If you deliver us the Shadow one, I'll do everything I can to make Eliseai healthy again. Think about it." then she disappeared and he could see why Eliseai was so upset.
She was on her knees holding her head trying to calm down. "It's going to be fine. I'm fine. This is all going to be fine."
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Post by Esiphas on Apr 22, 2013 7:15:05 GMT
Mateus kept turning on the spot as the office moved. The entire room had shifted down, but the door had been left in place, and the walls had swiftly changed from the friendly wallpaper to cold hard metal. That too disappeared after a minute or two, and the walls were replaced with black void. They were in the pitch dark, the no light available was Sunny's glow. The bookcases and Sofia's sank into the floor, which covered up over them, leaving a flat floor. Mateus grimaced. "I don't think there's any way out of here except up." He said, looking around. "Though there might be a door on the far walls. I can't sense anyone's minds except our groups, so the walls are warded.
Inside Ellesai's head, Arachnae's voice continued. "Nows your chance Sweetie. Tyamius can't cast shadows in the dark. Extinguish Sunny's light, then knock him out. Then we'll be able to make you better."
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Post by Edzilla on Apr 22, 2013 7:41:31 GMT
"Betraying them shouldn't be hard, you've done it once before..." The voice faded away. Eliseai looked horrified, Ghost simply looked between the shadow and the changeling, . His left eye slid into the lowest end of infra red, causing a bearable yet sharp stinging pain.
He looked around, the room was sealed, a clearly locked door in the corner. Several painful minutes pasted in silence before he realised, guards couldn't take them down, they wanted infighting. Although that was a dangerous assumption to make, the suspects were clear, Tyamius was one they wanted rid off to powerful to stop. Sunny and Eliseai were the only link they had to the group and right now...
Ghost saw action as the only solution, put a wall between the two.
"Mateus, you need to link me and Tyamius... Whether its possible or not... then Tyamius, run through the wall and break the door down..."
He could sense Mateus about to object but he cut him off, "There is no other option, so bring on the (please do not swear) bugs."
He seemed adamant, at least he'd managed to shift the situation slightly.
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Post by t⊗theark on Apr 22, 2013 8:14:15 GMT
Sunny didn't have much discomfort in the dark, sight wasn't his forte. He held Eliseai, croaching in a ball, in his arms as Arachnae tried to convince him that she'd any anything to make her better, but she lost that trust a long time ago. But what if she was sick? Sunny thought she was just forgetful, holes in her memories and thoughts the deeper he mentally explored their bond. What other choice did he have? He would gladly choose Eliseai over Tyamius but Tyamius was hunted, used and now to be disposed as Sunny was intended to do.
He then using the Gemini bond to keep an eye on any more incoming messages, than he heard her continue,
"Nows your chance Sweetie. Tyamius can't cast shadows in the dark. Extinguish Sunny's light, then knock him out. Then we'll be able to make you better."
Sunny got really scared now, asking aloud,
"Hey, what;s that suppose to mean?" He turned, his radiation output intensifying again lighting up the metal box as clear as day, slammed his hands against the nearest wall, making the two spot which he struck radioactively toxic and they glowed red. The metal compound included metals heavier and denser than lead, the walls took the brunt of the electromagnetic onslaught. Sunny was taken aback. He tried again but to no avail. The spots he was striking on the walls were white now, dripping with molten, decaying isotopes.
A familiar hypersonic frquency rung out in the room. A bright ultraviolet flash occoured as once again, Sunny covered his ears in pain and writhed on the ground as the sound over loaded his sensitive hearing again. They had him taken well into account.
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Post by mantisstalker on Apr 22, 2013 12:14:41 GMT
Still connected to Mateus 62 heard all of their conversation and even though he didn't step in he couldn't help but be concerned. He tried not to show it as he stalked in circles around the huddled group of children even though they could probably protect themselves better then he could. When the talked changed to that of betraying the each other an unnatural sound emanated from 62.
It sounded close to a deep chuckle but was distorted from vocal cords that in some cases hadn't been used in years, and it seemed to surprise 62 just as mush of the others. Then the noise stopped but his mouth continued to move showing his gray unhealthy gums and a tongue that looked to be joined to the front of his mouth by a thin metal wire.
"Talk of betrayal to save each other... How that brings up memories." The voice was hoarse to say the least and 62 tried to slap one hand over his mouth to make it stop and the other on his throat in obvious pain. Though both arms where pushed away with an invisible force before the talking continued.
"Their methods haven't changed much over the years have they doctor? You probably wouldn't know but they said the same about Sixty here at one point too. Said he was sick. That all the deaths had twisted him. That he needed to be put down. And I suppose in some ways they where right but he never deserved death." 62 looked viably afraid now but try as he might couldn't move a muscle of his body.
"Calm down Sixty. I'll be done soon and everything can be fixed." With a sharp jerk of 62's head he turned to look at Eliseai like a puppet having its strings pulled before with another jerk he raised an arm to point at the girl "Your the one they want to 'help' aren't you? Well I'll make you a deal. Bring me Sixty here in once piece and I'll do what I can to fix that mess of wires you call a mind. If not I'll find another way to get him here but this would be the most beneficial for both of us..." The arm dropped but the voice didn't leave. It was waiting for an answer and even though it didn't show it hoping that it would be the one it wanted.
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Post by Yuno on Apr 22, 2013 18:37:22 GMT
As Sunny's arms dropped away from Eliseai and he began to writhe next to her she was brought from the brink of a mental breakdown back to some semblence of reality. She could feel his own pain like a dull aching in the side of her head. She reached out to hold Sunny from thrashing and harming himself. "Calm Down. You have to be calm or it just keeps going." But she knew, Sam was angry, Archanae had finally hit a nerve in the youth. Eliseai knew Sam felt a sense of kinship with the shadow one, but being forced to consider the chance that Eliseai was dying metaphysically wasn't an option he liked either.
Something in her snapped at this, because she stood stalking towards 62 her hand raised. "Get out of him whoever you are." In rapid succession her hand connected with 62's head several times. "I'm not delivering (please do not swear) to any of you." She stood turning in a circle. "I'm not delivering 62 up to be used, and I'm not going to kill or deliver Tyamius. And if that means I've signed up for a slow, mental death where everyday I forget names and memories, then that will be that." She turned towards the others. "Look at us. We've gotten so wrapped up in internal dramas and issues we forgot how this all started." She turned towards them. "We all want out of this right. We want to stop being a part of their experiments. Well then we should escape. We don't need answers."
She looked at all of them. "We've gotten some answers so far, and all it has led to is epiphany after epiphany that we have been used and abused or murdered others in cold blood. I could break Archanae's neck into a thousand pieces right now. I would love the opportunity, but the fact would remain she created me. Without her I would not be. And there is no amount of pain I could cause her that would change that. I have to live with that."
She moved over to Sunny and lifted him so he was in her arms. She leaned closer to him resting her head against his. He could hear her telling him they'd figure it all out. And to calm down so they could find a way out.
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Post by Edzilla on Apr 22, 2013 22:19:20 GMT
Ghost stood in suspension for several minutes, thinking about what had just been said. Although he had no idea of what it was, the idea of an outside world disturbed him deeply. Something about it was just so prohibitive, rejecting and he was completely unable to imagine himself under the blue sky, living life.
"The outside doesn't want us Eliseai, they don't want some mask wearing freak, or a cancer causing man, or a family of processed flesh, or a mentally unstable man, or a mentally collapsed man..." He looked decisively at her,"and neither do they want a changeling... we have to accept that.." he went quiet apologetically.
"Before, I didn't know my purpose, I just followed, because there was nothing else to do, because instinct told me to run from the pain.... Now that problem is apparent, I don't know what the hell I'm doing, but I do know that try as I might, I will never leave this place, and even I did, life would be no better on the outside... We're not supposed to go out there, we're abominations made in a (please do not swear) lab!" His voice was full of anguish at that idea, but the words just kept coming.
"No... we can't leave... even if we find answers, what good will it do, just another step on the way to the end..." Then his tone changed to a lower more begrudging manner. "W...We might as well try this before anymore kids get taken... Maybe we can stop this kind of thing happening much longer.. But there isn't an outside for us, it's not the facility which ruins your life, your life was ruined the day you were synthesised..."
He looked sympathetically to 62 and Sunny, "I'm sorry... but that's how it is.. We don't have lives like the rest... The world doesn't want to acknowledge us.. any hope of somehow after is false..."
"We might as well destroy this factory.. before we expire, so that there will be no more." He finished, aware of how much that outburst had said and it was as clear to him as the others, it was a awful truth.
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Post by Yuno on Apr 22, 2013 23:48:43 GMT
This miserable realization seemed to strike Eliseai like a slap in the face. Ghost could see her lower lip trembling slightly and he didn't need a mental connection to know she was holding back tears. She breathed in and out several times to calm herself and she turned her rainbow eyes glistening but leveled at Ghost none the less.
"Shut. The. (please do not swear). Up." He hardly saw it coming she was forward so quickly. She'd grabbed his shirt collar and was in his face fast. Although he could feel her strength and even anger as she stood there inches from his face, it seemed controlled and like she wasn't going to harm him. Especially since he'd guessed that she couldn't with his powers.
"Just shut up. You (please do not swear) hide from the world behind that mask because you're afraid to give it a chance. Your fear is corrosive and it poisons you against everything. I've never been outside, but I've met people. I've met people that are scum and make humanity seem like a race that should be destroyed just so that they don't make anything worse. You have that down well I admit." She wasn't quite screaming at him. "But I've also met kind people. People that have every right not to be good. People that are abused and mistreated and still keep going." Her hands had dropped from his collar to grip his wrist like she wanted to take him and show him those people. "Yes, I was synthesized. I'm some pregnant woman's unwanted fetus zapped and chemically altered to the point you could pretend I'm not a real person" she paused quiet for the first time. "But I'm real. I feel things that are real. I love Sam. I feel unwavering affection for 62. I fear shadows. I respect you. And I have a life narrative. It might be crazy. It might be (please do not swear) up. But it is me. And you have one too. and I have relationships. I have a family." she smiled lightly. "It is made up of a man that is disturbed but kind hearted and wants to do the right thing." she jerked her head at Mateus. "It has a brother that has special needs and many children, a goth that needs help, and man that I love, and a man that I know needs us so that he can have purpose."
She reached for his mask for the first time. "And you might think no one wants you, but I promise that we all want you. Because all we have right now is you and each other." her hand had closed around the corner of the mask although she hadn't pulled it off. "Now you can sit here with your bemoaning existence and rotting attitude. Or you can live the adventure and go try to change the world. I know what the coward's answer is." she let go of his mask and moved over towards Sam again to help him up. "Let's move."
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Post by mantisstalker on Apr 23, 2013 1:40:37 GMT
After Eliseai's hand made contact with 62 he didn't move for several moments though if this was because the voice had been stunned or just didn't register what was going on wasn't apparent. When Eliseai stopped speaking it seemed to gain its line of thought again saying in a low hard tone that was at odds with its previous more casual one. "I can see why he likes you. But never touch him again. And never accuse me of mistreating him."
The voice got 62 to twist at an odd angle to look at Ghost then. "And you... Rot all you want in your own head but don't drag Sixty down with you. He's already a shadow of what he was. A shame really. He use to ask if you where alright every time he bumped into. If he wasn't too shy that is..." 62's head started to drop until with a jerk it turned to look back at Eliseai. "The offer stands. Sixty will try to get to me with or without you. I can feel it in his mind and I fear that alone he won't make it... But do what you will. Juts know this: if he dies down here it is your blood that will pay for it..."
Then 62 visibly sagged as the voice left him and he held a hand to his head to try and stop the spinning. He hated it when people use to do that but the voice was right. He could remember now what he wanted. And even though it might sound pointless to the others it left him feeling hollow inside that he had never realized was there until now. It needed to be done with or without the others but he wouldn't put his children in harms way because of it.
But for now there was no point in leaving if they where trapped in a giant box of a room. Slowly as if every move hurt 62 crawled back to his children and laid down with them. He didn't say a word but mentally tried to reassure them that everything was alright, but he wasn't sure who he was trying to convince of that.
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