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Fantasy The Imperfects

ooc: haha! that's hilarious.


"Well if it isen't one of my favorite people" Fulbert proclames as he enters the room with Sebastian. "It looks like you have quite the set up here." he says jokingly "It looks like the man responsible for this... thing has abandoned you here and forgot all about the experiment. now that makes me mad! haha!"
 
(@Cotten - You already visited Sebastian? O.o And are you talking to my character? (sorry, I'm on a million tabs and I'm RP-ing on more than one RP, and I'm on another RP site, too; I might be a little unreasonable at this point. >.<)
 
Jason curled him self up in a fetal position after landing on his cot. Soaked in blood and feeling pain all over, he didn't know if he could survive this time...Nor sure he wanted to. He felt weak and his eyelids felt heavy, may be this was it. He didn't fight it, he let his eyes close letting a sigh of relief.


"Jason can i go on the swings please..." A girls voice echoed in his mind.


He wasn't in a cell anymore. There was sunlight or at least few rays of sun in twilight. He was walking down a road, a park to his left and a series of houses in right across the road. An 8 year old girl dressed in a school uniform, pulling at his left arm pointing at playground in the park.



"Its getting late...I don't want to get into trouble again with mom..You know how she gets."He replied.



"Come please! There still time until dinner...Come on Jason!"She continued to plead with him giving a sad look.


"No...Not the Face...Must. Resist. Face.."He teased as if fighting against losing control against unseen force."Oh ok. 10 minutes only."


"Yay!" She cried cheerfully. "You 're the best Jason!"


He awoke. He was not dead yet.
 
ooc:I'm just winging it here, plus i had to redo this after it got deleted ;-;


From down the hall one of the elevators came to life as it was bringing someone down it. A 3 star General appeared when the two metal doors retracted into the sides of the wall, beside him were two other soldiers Wearing matching woodland BDU's that complemented his own. When the general stepped out the other two followed and as they were going down the line of the cells they attracted a lot attention. They continued farther and farther down until they came to a cell door that was some what farther then the other ones were "Is this the one?" The general asks one of the soldiers "Yes General! Subject #0000099696, Keon Rorikston." "Ok then lets see what it can do" he says "Erm, How would we go about that General?" one of the other soldiers asks "Go find a subject from down the hall and bring it here." The two soldiers saluted the General and walked down the hall, going until they reached a door. Despite the protest from a guard that told them the subject was highly unstable and was selected for special experimentation, They barged past him and entered the room. Taking Quinten under arm and without a struggle they dragged him down the hall, one of his hands were bleeding and other was severely broken. The screeching noise made by Quinten's shoes echoes thought the hall as they reached the General who looked him over "He will do." he says as he opens the door quickly to let the soldiers throw him in and then closing it soon after.


While in the room Quinten looked around with sleep deprivation eyes, slowly he tried to use the wall as a brace to help himself up.
 
(Maybe the scientists will come up with something that'll allow us all to be in the same room...or at least pair us up for the time being while a reconstruction is happening in another person's cell or something...my mind is spouting random ideas again. xD )
 
macaron said:
(Maybe the scientists will come up with something that'll allow us all to be in the same room...or at least pair us up for the time being while a reconstruction is happening in another person's cell or something...my mind is spouting random ideas again. xD )
I was JUST thinking about that xD
 
Keon's eyes flashed open upon the three standing outside her cell. A General of sorts, and two guards. But just then, a fresh catch was thrown into her cell. Instinctively, she moved back into the darkest corner of the cell and waited for a minute or so, until a creepy clicking noise emerged from her vocal strands of a larger, more robotic-like beast that flickered it's dark audits at the being in her cell. Now seen, the large tech monster crawled towards the subject, and swiftly gripped it's left claws around it's neck, before beginning to dismantle it's lower jaw and widening it's head just slightly. Keon paused, a low growl bellowing out to her audience. "I am not an imbecile. What is the catch...? Do you honestly think I would be so stupid to just kill this... poor, poor, weak man and never give a thought to what so much better his life could be? I mean as much as I would looooooovvveee to take his life and share his insanity to the rest of my data, I feel like there's something more." She spoke soft and sweetly to the men, Her form returning human and bent over the place a hand on the subjects cheek in care. "At least let me take someone that is certainly a nobody..."
 
The general raised an eyebrow at the inquiry from the mecha like being. "it wants to know what the catch is huh? How does freedom sound?" he says while one of Quintens legs twitches from the pressure on his neck. It seemed like a legit answer, but you never know with the military types, they could promise freedom but what would entail would be a mind control device inserted into the brain and then deployed in top secret missions overseas to commit war crimes, to eventually blame it on another country in a false flag operation.
 
He ignored the sadistic bastard that came in. Out of all his personal demons, Fulbert was the worst. It makes him seethe in anger just thinking about Fulbert's mock pity. This guy is not a man of science, unlike the others who actually want to learn from their experiments. Fulbert just wants to see them suffer. He wanted to burn Fulbert's skin and flesh off his bones, or encase him in a block of ice, only his head remaining unfroze so as to make him suffer. He wanted to do these, and more, but he was too weak to do it. Instead, he pressed his ears closer to the wall, hoping that the song never stops.
 
Keon laughed. "Freedom? I'll take it, if I get a better life. He's already weak, his life won't satisfy my hunger." She grunted, lifting her hand away from his face and standing, her hands wrapped around two poles the encased her within the the cage. Her dark eyes fixated on the General, and licked her lips softly in hunger. "Like maybe....." Her finger landed on the soldier right from the General. "He looks tasty!" She chuckled.
 
Sanella turned her head towards the door, her ears picking up another sound, followed by what seemed to be 3 voices. What were they up to now? The facility seemed to be filled with a lot of activity today. She wiped her eyes, urging herself to hold back any more tears. She slipped her thin legs over the bed, her feet touching the cold floor.


She didn't make any attempts to get up, but just listened as hard as she could. She felt a strong negative emotion from behind a wall, but she didn't make any movements to go near it...it felt like...dark intentions and hatred, or something along those lines. She shivered. There was so much darkness, it was enough to drive her mad...but she couldn't lose her sanity yet. In desperation to distract herself, Sanella clenched her hands into fists and forced the illusion from her mind and changed her surroundings into the beach she could not form before.


Blood seeped past her cloth and Sanella looked at her arm to see that she had reopened quite a few wounds. She didn't care at the moment; she had to distract herself from her surroundings. She can clean up the crimson stains later.
 
"Oh?" Fulbert could see the hatred in his eyes and face. "You know.. I'm kinda surprised you remember who I am, with the white hair and red eye that is.... What are you doing..." Getting quite for a moment he hears the faint singing Sebastian was intent on listening to. Getting more serious Fulbert steps towards Sebastian and gives him a good slap for measure for ignoring him, if there was one thing he detested, it was being ignored. "You think you can ignore me?? you better be lucky my designation wasn't to keep you in line or I'd be on your case all the time!" Stepping back, he ruffles his white hair. "Now look what you've done hehe. You made me go and slap you.."


"That is not going to happen.." The General sternly says to Keon. "What's so wrong about the catch I have provided you with, because he's weak and poses no threat? Oh, I see now. You like fresh meat don't you?" The soldier that she pointed out stepped back half a foot from the General.
 
She smirked. "I promise to cooperate with you if I get to have someone better than this one..." She said, sitting down, grabbing her stomach as she acted as if it growled. She gave him a sort of death stare, eager to find fresh and healthy lives to contain her hunger. There was no doubt that the General was going to give her what she wanted, otherwise bad intentions may be forced.
 
He felt the hard slap Fulbert gave him. It hurt, but it sent him back to his senses. He heard Fulbert blabbering about keeping him in line and all those shit. Sebastian just gave him a terrifying smile, looking at his red eyes intensely, almost as if staring at his very soul, but this is most unlikely since demons doesn't have any. Then, the most unexpected and bizarre thing happened, Sebastian started laughing. It was a genuine laugh, but also a terrifying one. His body is trembling from laughing so much, tears flowing down his cheeks. He tried hard to stop laughing, wiping a teardrop of his cheeks. "Oh, you don't know how long I've waited to be beaten up." He said, shakily standing up, leaning against the wall to support himself. "Come on then. Is that all you've got?! HIT ME HARDER!" He shouted, taking a step towards Fulbert, the demented smile still present on his face.
 
Sanella flinched. She heard a terrifying laugh ring through the wall, right to her ears. Curse her abnormal hearing. She looked at the wall she heard the laugh come from. What was going on? Sanella pulled her feet up and shuffled on the bed, making her way towards the source of the laughter.


She pressed her ear against it, only to draw back the next moment when someone shouted, and she fell backwards. She held a hand to her right ear. Hit me harder. Why would someone... Sanella shook her head, trying to get the ringing out of her ear. She let out a barely audible whimper. She didn't like the new activity.
 
Blade was about to investigate the sobbing she heard when the sound of voices stopped her. An unexpected visitor? Shaking her head, she went to see who it was. Catching a sight of the General standing there with his two soldiers, Blade froze and slowly started to slink away. However one of the soldiers saw her and whispered to the General. The General turned and smiled when He saw her. It wasn't a nice smile. It was a smile that Blade knew well. "Maitahl." He called out to her. "Come here." And hiding a tremble, she obeyed.
 

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