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Fantasy Trapped.

"Darin." Darin looked around at the others. They must have been all experimented on. He didn't know any of them, if he did he had forgotten them. He tried to remember what his life used to be like, but it was all very cloudy. It frustrated him that nothing seemed to make much sense. Something told him he shouldn't have gotten out of bed at all today. It would have been better to sleep this all away, most definitely he concluded. But the whole situation kept pulling him out, urging him to embrace this new, new life. For that, he couldn't find any motivation to not dive into all this. Having powers was definitely exciting. However he felt a nagging sense of deja vu that they would be putting their powers to the test, perhaps even in dangerous situations. @Scattered Ambitions
 
*Hiro looks at Mira * fire and electricity that's a dangerous combination . I'm still curious on how we got here. I mean I would have put up a fight along with most of you. Plus these numbers dont make sense. When I find who did this I will burn them.
 
A small, mischievous smile crossed her lips, as she tilted her head to the side. She appeared to be thinking. "Darin, huh? Well Darin, since you just woke up, and your not scared of me yet, let's go exploring!" Mira grabbed Darin's hand, and pulled him next to the steps, before plopping down on the banister, and sliding down it, still holding on to Darin. When they reached the bottom, she looked around.


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"Burn them? I agr-" Darin was cut off by being pulled by Mira. What have I gotten myself into. I just befriended the most non mellow person here. He reached the bottom with her and took a glance around. "Not much in this place is there?" He commented. "White walls....more white walls..." He placed his hands onto the cool surface. "Maybe if I will my body to I'll be able to merge into it." Darin pressed for a few moments before giving up. "Worth a try." He looked around again. "Is there a note somewhere? A motive to this?" Are we supposed to kill each other? What exactly are we doing here. @Scattered Ambitions
 
Caroline wandered around aimlessly, thinking through the events of the morning, trying to sort it out and bring back some memories to piece it together. She walked up the stairs into the empty room. "Huh? It's empty? Weird..." She said to herself. "Hey guys!! Come up here, it's just empty!" Her voice echoed through the empty room. She hoped they could have a pow-wow up here and get to know each other. Oh, who am I kidding. I'm with a bunch of kids. They can't sit still for the life of them.


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Dexter stayed silent as Darin introduced himself and tried to relax his nerves as the electricity flickered. Goddamn, that's a good one, he thought, and felt the urge inside of himself to figure out if he even had a power. He heard Caroline's voice from upstairs and went to come join her, looking inquisitively at the blank space.


((okay ngl that was 100% a t-swizzle reference))
 
Mira groaned, and pulled Darin back up the stairs, all the way to the top floor. As they reached it, she saw two other people. "Yeah, pretty disappointing, right? Nothing to shoot in the head.." Under her breath, curses could be very faintly heard, along with some other things. "....goddamned motherfuc......I wish I could shoot something......fucking empty room...." She then quickly summoned a small pistol, and shot the several times. The pistol then disappeared, and her usually happy expression came back.
 
It seems that he waited long enough and saw some of the people went to the chair room. So he, step out the toilet for a while, and heard that a girl shouted from upstair. He quickly warped to the staircase and warped again to reach the next floor without anyone knew it.


In that floor, he saw, well. Nothing. There were only 4 people inside that floor. And the girl who had shouted earlier and a girl who happily shot at nothing at all. It seems that this guys are weird people
 
Caroline faked a smile at Mira. ¨Hey, I know you're angry and all, but if you could keep the weapons at a minimal, that would be in the benefit of us all...¨ She was good at confrontations. ¨On a happier note, I think we should sit in a circle and get to know each other, as childish as that sounds. I think it would help calm our nerves.¨ She was also good at suggestions. :D She took a spot near the far wall. ¨There were 7 doors, and I presume there were 2 in each room. That gives us 14. If I counted correctly, 11 are currently awake.¨


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Dexter wasn't expecting the shots to ring out, but when they did he automatically got to the floor and covered his head. When he was confident that the danger was over, he sat back into a more comfortable position and glared back up at Mira. "Goddamn, stop fucken doing that. We're gonna have to work on your anger issues." His mouth pulled into a snarl.


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Violet found Caroline and some of the others and tried to re appear but for some reason she couldn't " that's a good idea " she tried to stand right in front of her hoping she could hear her @Mystella
 
"Great. I'm already sitting anyway," growled Dexter. "Might as well gather around. It's a goddamn tea party."


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At the sound of the shots Darin's lips curved into a smile. "As long as you aren't shooting me." He sighed and sat in the makeshift circle of random people he didn't know. Was knowing each other that useful? Shouldn't a means of escape be more worthwhile? Yet he thought he had plenty of time for anything really. He nodded at the guy's remark about a tea party. "Except we are missing two important things, tea and snacks..." His stomach growled.
 
Caroline laughed at Dexter's abruptness, and jumped back at the strange voice in front of her. She scooted closer to Dexter. ¨I guess I'll start, while people are filing in... My name is Caroline... Beauregard.¨ She had forgotten her name for a second. ¨I am 16 years old... and... well, I can't remember anything else.¨ She looked at Dexter, expecting him to say something next. She added in a smile too, noting that he hadn't smiled back at her before. Maybe he would this time.


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When Caroline smiled at him again, Dex could only respond with a look of slight confusion. Did she actually think that his attitude was endearing? She'd definitely be the first, but then he realized that he didn't actually know what had happened before, so he couldn't be sure. It took him a second to remember that he was supposed to be talking. "I'm Dexter Frye, Dex if you're nasty. Not really sure how old I am, but something tells me I'm about 16 or so. I am also apparently #41, whatever the hell that means," he finished, feeling at the scarred tissue on his wrist. He looked expectantly at the new kid, who hadn't really moved away from the staircase yet.


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They started to introduce themselve to each other. Apparently, they also forgot everything other than their own name and age. So it's seems that they are also one of the kidnapped victim. One man who called himself Dexter looked at him carefully. So he decided to join instead being a stranger to them. He started to sit down at the circle too.


"The name's Rangga. Rangga Izaz. And yes I'm asian not like most of you. I have number 5 at my wrist, nice to meet you all" explained him
 
Mira plodded down next to Darin. "So, I'm sure a lot of you have heard my name, but I'm Mira Caramorie. I'm about 17, and my numbers 2. And, you all know my power.
 
"Darin Heskett, 18." He lifted his wrist. "Number is 23. And my power is...the ability to control and generate electrical currents." He looked back down. He thought this was stupid, but why not play along.
 
"My name's Blair Sparrow, I'm 16, and I'm number 13." Blair introduced herself, showing off her wrist to the group. "I...well, I'm not entirely sure what my "power" is." She said, biting her lip and tugging at the bottom of her shirt, feeling self-conscious. Everyone else seemed to know what they could do, knew how to use their abilities, but she was just completely and utterly clueless as to what she could do.
 
Dexter saw Blair's wave of insecurity when she revealed that she didn't know her power, and he felt a shudder of empathy inside of himself. He was in the same place. He breathed in her insecurity, and when he breathed out, it felt like he was exhaling acceptance instead. He looked at her and wondered if he could influence her breath to do the same.
 
Hailey woke up by the sound of voices. A lot of them. Had she overslept? She opened her eyes and looked up to the ceiling. What was she even supposed to do? She slowly sat up and ran her fingers through her hair. She was wearing a white t-shirt, and she was also pretty sure that this wasn't her room. What the hell was going on? She glanced over to the other bed, where a boy laid. "Hey! Blondie!" ((@minismurf)) She said but he was fast asleep. She stood up and walked over to his bed. He had his right wrist facing upwards, so she noticed a very strange tattoo. The number 75. Just out of reflex she took a look at her own wrist and saw a similar mark, but the number 78. Is this some kind of prank?


She wasn't patient enough to wait for the boy to wake up, so she walked out of the white room and into a long corridor, with a lot of doors like theirs. Atleast they weren't locked in. The voices were coming from upstairs. She found a stair and headed up. At the end of the stairs she stopped, looking into the all white empty room, with a circle of kids in her age sitting on the floor. The seemed to be introducing themselves. Wow. Just perfect. Are we in kindergarten again, or what? She cleared her throat. "M'Ladies." She said and bowed ironically before going further into the room.
 
¨Hey!¨ She waved at the girl who appeared at top of the staircase. ¨So, as childish as it seems, we are sitting in a circle and introducing ourselves.¨ She smiled cheesily for effect. She laughed and added, ¨I have a 100 on my wrist, but to be frank, have no clue what my power is, or if I even have one.¨
 
He felt that something was wrong. It seems that Blair itself was hiding something, meanwhile, Rangga itself hadn't told them about his own power. Is it better to hide the truth? At least that's what he thought the best way.


"Relax Blair, I also don't know about my power... yet" said Rangga to her.


"Let's see what is her response.." thought Rangga
 
Victor was dreaming however he was woken up by someone, calling him blondie? He opened his eyes and sat up, he was lying in a bed, the person with the voice was already gone, he stood up and jumped out of the bed, as he looked around so did he realize that he was all alone in the room, where had that person gone? He felt very insecure when he was alone, it wasn't dark in the room however since he was alone so did he feel that he was starting to tremble a little, had he imagined that voice, was he the only one here? However he started hearing more voices coming from behind a door, he ran over to the door and opened it, there was a large coridoor there with lots of other doors, he let out a sigh of relief, why would there be this many doors if there weren't any people?


He kept following the voices up a set of stairs, as he came to the end of the stairs he saw plenty of kids around his age, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. "Why hello there" He said with a slightly trembling voice, even though he was happy that he wasn't alone so was all of these new people, he didn't know them and they didn't know him, they were sitting in a ring on the floor, he just kept standing at the end of the stair.
 
Blair looked at Rangga, narrowing her eyes slightly. He was lying. She didn't know how she knew, but she was absolutely positive that he wasn't telling the truth. It was sort of like she could sense it...almost like she could read his mind. She made sure he saw her inconspicuous glare before saying, "Well, I certainly hope you're able to figure it out soon. It definitely sucks not knowing what you can do."


She glanced up as a new voice spoke up near the stairs. It was a boy with spiky blonde hair. His voice was quiet and he seemed very shy. "Hello! Come on over, we're just introducing ourselves," she explained with a smile. "I'm Blair."
 

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