Futuristic Asylum of the E.G. Gods

[Dark_Psycho]

So you have heard of the God's like Egyptian and Greek Gods. Yes? Oh good glad I didn't have to explain.


Well speaking of them back in 3020 the human race found out they actually existed and a God Hunt Insued. The humans wanted to lock the Gods away from the world for there could only be one god. The Christians had finally dominated the world and made them all conform to there beliefs even though they could never prove that there go exhisted. So when they found these other Gods they found a way to trap them with there futuristic technology and trapped the Egyptian and Greek gods into the bodies of Criminals. For years the Voices of the gods tormented each criminal into Insanity. The gods were furious and would find a way out of there imprisonment. Over the years they slowly came to terms with the human host. They take over for a bit, till the human would push them back. The Gods would be free then the futuristic world would be in a world of hurt. For now the lay in wait In The E.G. Asylum for the criminally insane. It lay at the edge of the utopian society in the grungy part of town. The society was in 4012 named Rafe. After the man who put Rafe on the map and was one of the biggest futuristic society.


God's both Egyptian and Greek


RA-


Zeus-


Mut- Taken


Hera-


Geb-


Poseidon-


Anubis- Taken


Hades- Taken


Bastet (Bast) -


Artemis - Taken


Hathor-


Aphrodite-


Sekhem- taken


Ares-


Horus-


Apollo-


Neith-


Athena-


Isis-


Demeter-


Khem/Min-


Pan-


Osiris-


Dionysus-


Ptah-


Hephaestus-


Thoth-


Hermes-


The Titans are still locked away and disbanded. So they were never able to be caught.


Irish Ice Queen

 

[Dark_Psycho]

@RedInkKid


@Cokes


The Asylum stood on a lonely hill over looking the down town area. This asylum was a housing development for the gods. It was very securely locked down. For the criminals inside were very well known and very insane or so the new world thought. The government of the new world has trapped the gods so that there was only god to pray to and so that there was no anarchy. What they didn't know was the gods were getting stronger and ready to revolt.


Bellatrix sat in her cell she was murmuring softly to herself. " I know, but how do I know yoy all won't go backnon your word. Thats what Dyson said."She mumbles to the voice." Artemis replied. " Because we normally honor our words."She saya to her host. Bellatrix looked up as the door buzzed. She stood as she was lead out into a a yard with electric fence the fence was also linked with something to keep the gods at bay.


Dyson joined her and smiles" Hello Artemis his deep" voice says. The body of a bellatrix turned with a smile 'Anubis I see you fought Dyson for control."She says. Her eyes had turned silver instead of Bellatrixs green. "We need to talk to the other's and figure out a plan." She says walking to a bench awaiting the other's. Anubis sat next to her they whispered quietly.


Irish Ice Queen

 

[Harbinger]

Alesea walked along the fence and was thinking off all the power she would have when they take their rule again. "I hate being in this damn place taking rules from everybody else." Alesea talked to the host in her body q"Don't worry Alesea, when we get out, we will have what we miss sooner than you think." Mut took control of her body and walked over to Dyson and Aretmis. "It is nice to se you two again, what do we have planned today."

 

[Dark_Psycho]

Artemis turned." Well if it isn't Mut, Look Anubis your queen of gods."She says.Anubis nods and smiles to her." Well well if it isn't Mut, good to see you out and about. Hmm Today's agenda watching the guards and figuring away out of our hosts." Anubis says. He could feel Dyson fighting back, but he kept control. Artemis could feel bellatrix pushing to regain her body.


Irish Ice Queen

 

[Harbinger]

"It's good to see you two as well, Alesea was hard to control but she is starting to turn around. The guards seem to do the same routine every night and walk the same path." Mut changed the hosts eyes to a depp blue from the original green. "When she foghts back though, she fights back hard"

 

[Dark_Psycho]

"They should just let us take over till we can sort out this mess but no we have to struggle and keep them at bay" Artemis says." I know but we need to find where the guards keep the body separator.I am seriously tired of themes stupid human forms I feel week."She says.Anubis nods in agreement. " having trouble Mut?" Anubis asks.


Irish Ice Queen

 

[Harbinger]

"yeah, when she fights back. It is very hard to take control back but she'll fight for a bit then reside." Mut looked over the view to the city "One day our kind will return to the power and the people will regret ever locking us in these damn bodies." Alex looked back to the two and sat down next to them "Also I miss being able to see my husband."

 

[Dark_Psycho]

"Well you see him in here just not as himself. "Artemis says.She was getting tired of holding her host back."I will be back in a bit."She says and lets Bellatrix take over.Bellatrix looked at the other two."Dyson? Alesea what the hell are you doing near me you know the rules." She says. She had gone back to her cold demeanor. Dyson was kicking Anubis back as well. They hated they couldn't take full control of there humans.


Irish Ice Queen

 

[Harbinger]

Mut returned her host back to Alesea "Yes I know, just give me a damn second to re.orient my self. Whenever Mut takes me over, I get dizzy for a few minutes." Alesea stood up and looked back at the two, "are you happy now Bella." Alesea held her head to keep from falling over from dizzyness.

 

[Dark_Psycho]

Bella nods." You know the rules or it is shock therapy, plus there trying to keep them away from each other.Yeah you hear that Artemis. Shut your damn mouth your no longer in charge. "Bellatrix says to Artemis knowing she couldn't hurt her with out hurting herself. Artemis pushed forward. "Meet my room tonight Anubis and Mut here is the postcode." She hands them each a slip of paper. And lets Bellatrix walk away.


Irish Ice Queen

 

[Harbinger]

Mut takes Alesea's body back again and takes the paper "thank you, I'm going to go see RA now, we planned to meet in a few minutes." Mut turned around to see a man running for the fence. He climbrd it and tried to ignore the pain from the fence and made it half way but then get shot by the guards. Alesea started to tear up from the sadness of Mut. "if you excuse me guys, I have some guards to kill." Alesea clenched her fist and turned clear white due to the force.

 

[SerenityAngel]

Angel wanted to leave this place. They were mean and the voice in her head kept getting her in trouble by talking to others. Ones that she normally wouldn't talk to. She stood by the flowers since they were the only thing that didn't hurt her and the doctors let her tend to them even though it wasn't her particular talent.

 

[Harbinger]

Mut walked over to the charred up body and kneeled next to it. She rested her arms and head into his chest and began to cry "I will see you in the afterlife oney, revenge will be exacted for you upon those who deserve it." She continued to cry until guards came and detained her for shcok therapy.

 

[Cokes]

Waaaaake uuuuup Frankyyyyyy... A soft voice crooned. Sleep was a blessed escape when it could be had, but He at the Door always made his way back in eventually. Frank cupped his hands over his ears and tightened his fetal curl. WAKE UP FRANKY! A shrill female scream tore through his mind, causing a tremor sufficient to knock Frank out of his cot. Face down against the cool concrete, a few drops of blood leaked from his ears. A patrolling guard made note of the incident, switching on his comm, "Central, this is Beta-One. Prisoner Foxtrot-Charlie presenting psychosomatic symptoms again."


Ooooh, Franky, you're hurt... a gentler feminine voice emerged, accompanied by the illusion of a soft hand stroking his head. Let mama take care of it, dear. The illusory hand tightened its grip in his hair before lifting his head from the floor and slamming it back down. A soft crunch and the cackle of a dozen voices heralded the fifth rebreaking of Frank's nose this week. Poor baby... He couldn't be bothered to fight the voices today. From his comfortable vantage point on the floor he could just make out a conversation in a nearby. Neither Frank or the mad god were terribly interested. Then a shot rang out. A mockery of the guard's voice echoed through Frank's mind. Central, this is Beta-One. Another mortal flesh sack down. A chorus of laughter followed the twisted parody.


As the laughter quieted, the voices called out as one. Come now Franky, we have work to do. Grudgingly, Frank climbed to his feet and stood in the center of his cell, listening to the soft metronome of his bloodied nose dripping onto the concrete.

 

[CrimsonEclipse]

Sebastian was inside his cell, spinning his pen. Out of all the criminals here, he is the most "well behaved", which leads to the guards often overlooking him, and that was the plan. e can be heard talking to himself out loud, his voice heard but the words unclear. Most would dismiss this just as a sign of plain craziness. That is their first mistake. If you listen closely, you'll hear another voice answer back.


"When do I get to kill those bastards? I haven't killed in a week!" Sebastian said, snapping the pen in half as though it was a tooth pick. What followed next is bone chilling. "Patience child. The right time will come, but until then, we wait. Good things comes to those who waits." A surprisingly feminine voice purred, replying from the same mouth. His left eyes was his normal icy blue eye, while his other eyes is gold and cat-like.


"Patience my dear."

 

[October Falls]

Ray Amun Heliopolis


Amun Ra





Ray sat quietly in her small, cramped concrete boxed cell. Inside she had no bed, no toilet, no food. Just herself, an incredibly annoying and tight straightjacket... and a god inside her head. Ray had earned the honour of being the one and only host of the greatest Ancient Egyptian god of all time, Amun Ra.





Technically Ra was one god, and Amun was another, the gods of the morning and afternoon sun. But, a few thousand years ago both gods merged, becoming one. Incredibly powerful, Amun Ra had ruled the other Ancient Egyptian gods, as well as the world at one stage; until the Greek gods intervened and took over, leaving the Ancient Egyptian gods to be forced to hiding, and later forced into human vessels for survival. Ra didn't have anything against the Greek Gods, he actually envied them for their innovation and dexterity.

However, if you call being stuck into an incredibly troubled youth for survival, then you don't know what living is. This youth was indeed very troubled, having been pushed to the breaking point, then snapped at the world, causing destruction and havoc every where she went. Amun Ra still couldn't explain why he had been drawn to this young girl as his host. Was it her obsession with fire? Perhaps. Honestly, he believed it was her past that intrigued him. Her parents had been traveling firefighters, and were always out and about saving lives. Without that parental figure in her life, she still stood strong and on several occasions did she take the role of leader and saved herself from trouble, both in school and out. If he remembered correctly, she even saved lives such as little children almost being run over by automobiles and would proceed to save, and do CPR if one such child started to drown.


Yes, this young girl of about 26 years old was extraordinary, but unfortunately all of her lives struggles she had been fighting and pushing back came back to haunt her, and she didn't have the strength to go on, leaving her mental state somewhat damaged. With Amun Ra inside her head as well, it also added to the damage. There wasn't anything he could do. This was how it had to be.

Ray continued to sit quietly with her knees tucked tightly to her chest, her hands wrapped around her back in the itchy straightjacket. She hated it. She hated it so much in fact, she would burn herself in order to get it off, if only for just a little bit. However she couldn't do such thing. She promised Ra she would behave, and by doing so would eventually lead to her escaping with the others.


The others... they were a mixed bunch. All criminals as herself, all vessels for the all mighty gods of Ancient Greece and Ancient Egypt. All stuck in this ruthless prison for the criminally insane, and god vessels of power. Ray didn't particularly like them, but tolerating them was easy enough. Ray just didn't like to deal with them, for fear of remembering her past, and she didn't want to remember.


Ray had killed thousands of people in or related to fire. Firefighters mostly. But she even went so far as to kill innocent chiefs and farmers. She had snapped, and she didn't know what to think. She loved the feeling of taking a life away, but the guilt broke her. She was so conflicted, now that Ra had showed her the truth of her actions and life. Luckily, with him inside her head, he kept her at length of sanity and at bay from destruction. But he couldn't promise her freedom. Her hands had already been stained with blood, and depending on how the rest of her life unfolds will determine if she's forgiven or not. Ray didn't like not knowing.





"It is almost time for me to meet with my wife." Amun Ra spoke with his deep, commanding yet gentle voice that boomed inside Ray's head. She closed her eyes from the pain in the back of her head, and nodded. Ray had accepted that Ra needed to live too, and using her body was only a consequence. However, every time Ra did take control, Ray's body instinctively tries to fight back, no matter if Ray didn't want to or not. Right now, Ray didn't have any control over anything, not in the state she was in. Broken and lost.


Just then, the old thick steel cell door slid open slightly, revealing blinding light into the extremely dark cement cave like cell. A guard stepped into the light, helping Ray's eyes adjust to the bright light of the hallway. The guard tapped his baton in his hand, his shark like smile crept up into an intimidating smirk. His keys hung loosely at his sides, the safety lock tightly pulled. He licked his lips, as if he was analysing his prey before he devoured it.





"Today's your lucky day Phoenix." The guard started, taking a few steps forward. Ray flicked her deep red hair out of her face to look defiantly into his eyes. She knew what he meant, and she didn't want to go through it again. "I'm not in the mood." Ray muttered, contemplating if she should scoot back away from this evil man.


The guard frowned and shrugged, "That's alright with me. You don't have to go out. I just thought you'd want to, since you've been in here for over a week all by yourself. Your lucky we still feed you. Your like an animal that needs an eye on, other wise it'll kill itself. You don't want to die yet to you Phoenix?"


The guard continued. Ray frowned and shot the guard a death glare with her bright amber eyes. The prison had given her the nickname 'Phoenix', and to be frank she enjoyed it. But this man, this evil man's voice poisoned it. He leaned over her and whispered into her ear, "Do you want to have fun while you last? I'll make sure you have a good time, just like all those other times." As he did, he ran his free hand up Ray's bare legs, which sent a disgusting shiver up Ray's spine. His foul mouth stank of tobacco and expired milk.





Desperately Ray realised the guard didn't close the door, like all the other times he'd violated her. With a deep breath, Ray smirked and looked into the guards eyes. "Then why not take the jacket off so you can have a good time too?" The guard's eyes, now completely full of lust grinned evilly, his shark like teeth glistening yellow in the dank light. He straightened, unlocked his keys at his hip and proceeded to unlock the heavy locks of the belts that restrained Ray. As the guard unlocked the last lock, she swung her legs around, knocking him off his feet. With her free aching arms she stood, and grabbed the fallen Baton. As the guard groaned from the impact of his head hitting the cement ground, Ray clobbered him.


"Ray, no need. You will be in danger either way" Ra spoke in Ray's head. She shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I'm beating him while he's down to prevent future attacks." She answered, the baton splattering blood all across the room. "If he dies, future attacks would not have been prevented, only provoked." With one last blow to the crotch, Ray contained herself, letting the baton fall to the ground with a clatter. Slowly Ray checked to feel a pulse, and let out a deep breath when she felt a rather powerful one for having almost being beaten to death.


Ray deeply sighed, stood and headed for the door as she shook off her now open straight jacket and rubbed her aching arms. "Let's go find the others..."
​

 

[Harbinger]

Mut has taken control of Alesea's body and was furious for no reason. She beat up 3 guards before she was knocked out by a taser. Mut fought with resistance but was eventually taken over and was dragged past Ray as she wqs walking by. "Im sorry RA but I can't take being stuck in this damn humans body. I want to be able to see my husbands true face" She was continued to be dragged through the building in front of other prisoners to shock therapy.

 

[October Falls]

Ray Amun Heliopolis




As Ray made her way through the prison and past the guards, Amun Ra quickly took control as what looked to be Alesea being dragged down the corridor to the shock therapy ward in the other end of the prison where multiple other prisoners were most likely being held. "I'm sorry Ra, but I can't take being stuck in this damn humans body. I want to be able to see my husbands true face."





Ra sighed and reached out for Mut. "I do not blame you, my dear. Look for me in your memories. We will find a way very soon." He answered, and stood paralysed as his sister and wife was hauled away for torture. He sighed, and relinquished his hold on Ray, not wanting to burden her with his heart break.
​

 

[Harbinger]

mut still in control of Alesea's body was brought to a clear white room with a chair and wires in the middle. She was sat down and strapped with wires going to her body and head. mut gave control bqck to alesea as soon as the shock began. Loud screams could be heqrd throughout the complex. 20 minutes later she was released back into the yard and had a look of terror on her face.

 

[WrittenHollowness]

"Clearly, you have the wrong man...these sleeves are a bit too tight, don't you think?" The personnel finally stepped forward to release the man from his makeshift straight jacket. A cut on his forhead still oozed a little blood. In Viktor's mind, he had no idea why he was here. He'd blacked out after some guy threatened his friends...and that was pretty much it for what he knew. Apparently, he's pretty much crushed the men like dirt beneath his heel., The Viktor everyone knows wouldn't hurt a fly--for an unjust reason, that is.


What he wanted to do was run away, get away. But that was out of the question, seing as there were a great many witnesses at the bar. They claimed that he waas talking to himself during the ordeal--calling himself by the titles of "brother" and "sister".


As he was lead up to the institution, he felt a little odd. Manic, even, in his current state. Small whispering badgered him from the back of his mind.


"He is becoming aware of us, you barbarian. That was one too many mistakes."


"You harlot! Where do you get off calling me a barbarian? Last time I checked, you were using him as well."


Viktor was flabbergasted. Not from the situation he was stuck in--no, that was the part easiest to swallow. The fact that he was having a full threeway conversation in verbatim was the fact that blew his mind.

 

[Vudukudu]

"Dude. Dude. Dude. Dude. Dude. Dude. Dude. Dude. Dude. I am SOOOOO f****** bored. Dude. Dude. Dude. Dude. Bored. Dude. Dude. Bored bored bored. Where's the booze, huh? Drugs? Women? I know there's some titties around this place somewhere, dude. Dude. Dude. Remember that one girl who blacked out? Gave it to her good, am I right or am I f****** right? High five!"


Dear lord I hate everything I hate it I hate everything please kill me now.





"Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuudeeeeeee. You hear that? In the hallway? Footsteps. Dude, I don't wanna sound pretenti-whatever, but basic uh. Algebra-gistics say footsteps means people, people means there might be a f****** wine cooler or something, right? Hit 'em up, dude!"


Adam stumbled over to the door in a haze, pressing his face against the thin, barred viewport. There was, in fact,a person nearby. A guard, one Adam was pretty familiar with. He used to sneak Adam a couple smokes every now and then, but he had gotten caught and been reprimanded. Dionysus had been very, very, very upset. His head still hurt from that incident, and it was a few months ago now.


"Dude. Dude, you know this guy. Smokes, smokes, smokes! Get some. Beg him. On your knees, b****! Get some smokes for us. It'll be great."


Persistent motherf*****, I'll give you that.





"SHUT. UP."


This time, the voice was real, and quite loud. The guard turned and gave Adam an awkward glare, then continued on his way.


Adam earned a few seconds of silence before a quiet prodding resumed in his mind.


"... So... smokes?"

 

[Cokes]

And then Frank began screaming. Hermes wasn't making him do it directly, he generally abhorred the arrangement and tried to keep his distance as much as possible. As such, the Traveler resorted to other means. Franks skull burned, seared by the raging god trapped within him. Clutching his head, he fell to the floor of his cell. His nails dug into his skin, quickly drawing blood. Shortly, a pair of guards arrived, one keeping a taser trained on the seizing inmate while the other moved to restrain him.


And then Hermes took control. He cracked Frank's head against the guard's helmet, hard enough to stun the guard a moment, long enough for him to grab for the guard's baton. As he was about to begin beating the guard, the other officer fired, paralyzing Frank's body with several thousand volts. The mad god retreated just as the shot was fired, leaving Frank alone to suffer the consequences. Barely conscious, Frank could hear the guards, "Foxtrot-Charlie presented a violent episode, orders? Solitary? Ten-four, moving Foxtrot-Charlie to solitary." He felt sets of cuffs slapped around his wrists and ankles as he faded into blackness. The chorus of voices returned briefly, giggling.

 

[ActionPony]

Viera sat in her cell. So, they'd caught her. Oh well, she wouldn't be there for long. INRI didn't touch the Asylum, but she had her own secret weapon. And indeed, as was a saying, she wasn't trapped in there with them. They were trapped in there with her, and there was no escape for them. For her, of course, it was a different matter. She had a secret weapon. And if they got in her way, well, they were criminal psychos. Justice would be done by her, if no one else would.


Nice. Get out of here as soon as you can, and kill everyone who stands against you. The world will soon again know fear.





Shut up.





No.





False god, you know that I only put up with you because I have to.





False? You insult me. What about that "God" you worship? Where is he now?





Behind my every step, aiding me on my way to purify the world. I believe that he sent even you too, because you may aid me.





*Laughter* Seriously? You believe that? And give me a good reason.





Because then we'll both be out of here. Do you want to be stuck in this hellhole for the rest of my life?





Don't worry, it's all part of the plan.





Horrible plan.





Heh. We'll get out of here eventually, but from there our goals diverge.





But for now, we're stuck with each other, so we'd better get along somewhat.





Let's see how that works out. They'll probably think you're schizophrenic.





Only if they catch me.





Viera prepared herself mentally for her time in prison. Everyone in there was completely evil, and so she probably should hate them until further notice. Well, she had a leg up there. She naturally hated everyone. Love, for her, came at the end of a struggle, and was not something she felt easily. That's why, usually, she tried. But here, she didn't have to.

 

[Harbinger]

alesea was escorted back to her cell and passed by Hermes and saw he was knocked out. Mut had taken control of Alesea's body again and resisted. She was able to breakfree of her restraints and knock doen the two guards with their batons. She ran to the other guards and knocked them out and helped up hermes. "hermes get up, we need to have a plan to get everybody esle free."

 

[ActionPony]

Viera heard the sounds of a prison riot.


Good... it'll be easier for me to escape.





Why don't you go help them?





That suggestion was followed by a mental pressure on Viera, urging her to help them. Viera clutched her cross necklace and stayed absolutely still.


I don't have a death wish. My survival is important. They shall clear my way. I'll be there later. Let's hope they don't attempt to stop me.