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California is known for parties and celebrities but they have a secret that only few know that if anyone else found out, it would ruin the city's reputation forever...
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Experimental base
Deep in the center of San Diego, California there was a building that looked normal from the outside but if you went inside and went to the basement, you'd find something horrid. Children of all ages were tested on here, seeing what would make them have powers and what utterly failed. A dozen children died each day and there has never been any escape on any experiments. When you have gained a special ability, you get locked up in a cell with one other person of the opposite gender to see how they react. Most of the experiments don't last more than a few days with their cell mates, causing fusses and fights with an unfortunate death in the ending. You were to be kept there until you could either be used as a secret weapon in war or you were to die, those were the only two ways to get free.
Plot
When two teenagers are put into a cell together after successfully gaining special abilities they create a plan together to escape. As their plan works, they are the only two who had successfully escaped sadly so you decide to stay together so you can protect one another. They decide that they will try to reveal to the world about this experimenting base but it's harder than it seems. In all the areas they think they can go, they get terribly lost and soon enough have feelings for one another in all of the madness. The more they fell in love, the less it seemed important to reveal the experimenting base. Which is more important? The base or their love?
So if there isn't anything mentioned in this plot line, it's really a paint by number story! Which means that if nothing else was mentioned, be creative! Do whatever you want to do.
No more characters please, they will just be rejected
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The rating is PG-15. Cussing is allowed.
I'd like at least two sentences per post.
Be Creative! Go ahead, make an action scene if you want to or make it a horrifying one. Whatever, just do what you want!
Easy enough right?
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OOC Notes
Mischa had another needle jabbed into her skin as she sighed heavily, "Be careful will ya? I don't care if you want me dead or not, respect me while I'm alive idiots." The scientists were always getting a mouthful out of her so they were used to it by now. They pulled the needle out and pushed her inside of a cell, quickly locking it behind her. Mischa fell to the floor as her pink hair covered her face and the floor was cold against her legs, "Just perfect." She mumbled to herself, she didn't know if she was with someone else yet or not... This might be a little hard, who would be the one to not die in this cell?
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Michael sat in his cell, pondering his days events. He hated this place, but it was his 'home'. What would it be like to run away from 'home'? He was suppose to be getting a new living partner, but he wasn't sure when. It would probably end the same as all the others. They would either be unable to handle the experimentation and die or go crazy, or they would end up trying to kill each other. It was the messsed up way they did things around here.
Those who had been experimented on had extreme abilities, but some were stronger then others. They also were capable of forming powerful temas, but had to have the ability to get along. So they would put two together in hope of either having a team form, or weeding out the weaker experiment.
He heard the door to his cell open, and looked up expecting to be taken for more experiments, or a training exercise. His father loved to utilize him because of his potential.
Instead of either of those, another experiment was tossed into his cage. 'So it begins.' A small girl with pink hair was tossed into his cage. He just sat on his bed staring at her. 'God, I hope this ones not as annoying as the last.'
Those who had been experimented on had extreme abilities, but some were stronger then others. They also were capable of forming powerful temas, but had to have the ability to get along. So they would put two together in hope of either having a team form, or weeding out the weaker experiment.
He heard the door to his cell open, and looked up expecting to be taken for more experiments, or a training exercise. His father loved to utilize him because of his potential.
Instead of either of those, another experiment was tossed into his cage. 'So it begins.' A small girl with pink hair was tossed into his cage. He just sat on his bed staring at her. 'God, I hope this ones not as annoying as the last.'
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Mischa looked up to see a tall boy with blonde hair, his thoughts were annoyed and depressing. A faint smile lit up her face as she slowly stood up, "Hi, I'm Mischa! I guess we are cell mates now!" Her voice was bright and cheery as she smiled at him. The cold wall met her back as she crossed her arms across her chest with her head tilted to the side. What was his powers?
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Michael stard back at the girl. 'Mischa. Why is she so cheery? That smile...o my god this is gonna be horrible.' Michael layed down on his bed and rolled towards the wall. Maybe ignoring her would make her go away. Ok not his greatest plan but still, he really wasn't one for talking.
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Mischa heard his thoughts as she sat on her bed and looked at her boots, "Listen, I know you aren't one for talking and my cheeriness makes you annoyed but can you atleast tell me your name? Oh yeah, ignoring me will probably only make me more annoying. Just saying." After saying that she looked at the wall, nothing was going to go well. This was torture now.
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"....really now." Michael rolled back over, and gave the girl a pissed off look. 'Michael' He was curious about this girl now.
"So what, do you read minds or something?" If she could, this was only gonna get more annoying. He didn't want people in his head, especially not if he had to live with that person.
"So what, do you read minds or something?" If she could, this was only gonna get more annoying. He didn't want people in his head, especially not if he had to live with that person.
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Mischa looked at Michael with a fake smile, "Well, pleasure to meet you as well." A sarcastic tone to her voice as she looked at him. He was definitely pissed off, it was written all over his face. Everything was just getting better as every second passed by slower than before. "...Read minds? It isn't hard to see what's going through your head." This wasn't lying, it was nearly showing in his body language and face. Sure she didn't tell him she was a mind reader but it would be better if she didn't. "You're like an open book, that's how easy you are!"
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Now she was just being a pain in the ass. He wasn't easy to read, at least he has never had that problem before. This girl was gonna drive HIM crazy. "Why don't you just shutup, and leave me alone." I don't want to be friends." He couldn't wait to see how this one turned out. Probably just go crazy.
Michael stood up, and walked to the door of the cell, and looked through the small window. No one was around, so boring.
Michael stood up, and walked to the door of the cell, and looked through the small window. No one was around, so boring.
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Mischa glared at the boy, "Why are you such an asshole?" She scoffed as she rolled her eyes and hugged her knees to her chest. "I don't want to be friends, just civil. At least..." Her tone was harsh as she then turned her attention to the wall. This guy was worse than the scientists, he annoyed the hell out of her...
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"This is me being civil. What did you expect, a warm greeting, handshake, maybe a little welcoming party. Guess what? We aren't in that kind of enviroment. Do you know why the put us in cells together?" Michael had slowly made his way towards Mischa's bed as he was talking. His eyes had visible anger flowing through them. It was obvious that Mischa had struck a chord and now she was gonna see what happens when his chords were struck.
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Great, it's my time to die...
That's all that was going through Mischa's head as she was staring at Michael, trying to hide the fear that visibly showed on her face. "I was at least hoping for a hi! That's all but you don't even do that... I know why we are in here! Frankly, I don't care. If I die, awesome. If we both survive, who cares? We will still be stuck with being experiments and being weapons..." Her voice wasn't as bold as she hoped but she tried to keep eye contact, she knew he was angry... She should have just kept her mouth shut, now Mischa regretted everything deeply and prepared herself for death.
That's all that was going through Mischa's head as she was staring at Michael, trying to hide the fear that visibly showed on her face. "I was at least hoping for a hi! That's all but you don't even do that... I know why we are in here! Frankly, I don't care. If I die, awesome. If we both survive, who cares? We will still be stuck with being experiments and being weapons..." Her voice wasn't as bold as she hoped but she tried to keep eye contact, she knew he was angry... She should have just kept her mouth shut, now Mischa regretted everything deeply and prepared herself for death.
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Michael saw the fear in her eyes, and heard the crack of her less than confident comeback. He pulled back his fist, and slammed it into the wall near Mischa's head. He chuckled at her jump, "Worthless." Michael turned away and walked back to his bed. He layed down and turned to the wall, ignoring Mischa until he fell asleep. He just wanted the day to end. Hopefully he would be in a better mood in the morning.
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Mischa jumped when Michael's fist collided with the wall near her head, it scared her extremely. Especially since he laughed at her afterwards and went to his bed, falling asleep. With a tight grip on her knees, Mischa buried her face into them and was very quiet. There was no snobby remarks or anything funny to say, it was going to be some hard days ahead of her with Michael.
That night, Mischa stayed awake all through it with a blank expression as she was still cuddling into her knees. She couldn't sleep, that was unsafe. Hoping that scientists would run tests in the morning, she stayed awake and listened for the slightest noises she could hear to keep her awake.
That night, Mischa stayed awake all through it with a blank expression as she was still cuddling into her knees. She couldn't sleep, that was unsafe. Hoping that scientists would run tests in the morning, she stayed awake and listened for the slightest noises she could hear to keep her awake.
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Michael awoke to find Mischa sitting on her bed, still awake. He got up and stretched, deciding if he was gonna be in a good mood or not. He looked at Mischa with a single opened eye, and sighed. "You know. IT's not good for your health to not sleep at night. Gotta' keep your energy up. Never know when you might be attacked, or required to perform battle exercises." Michael walked to the door, and started smacking it, "Hey! Where's our breakfast! We are hungry."
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Mischa was startled as she looked over at Michael getting up as she smiled tiredly, giving a small nod to mean good morning. When he said that it sounded like he was lecturing her, but he was right. "Yeah, I get it. Sleep is good. I'll keep that in mind." Mischa replied as she stared at the wall while stretching her sore legs out on her bed. They were cramped from last night when she did nothing but hug them tightly to her chest as she was just thinking about all the nights she had spent here. Michael was smacking the door as she tried ignoring the sound the best she could. A man then walked up to the door and glared at Michael, holding out their breakfast.
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Michael happily received the food from the guard, and added in his own little sarcastic remark, "THank ma'am. Whatever would I of done with out your kindness." He laughed and turned away from the guard.
THe guard was enraged, his pride hurt, "I ought'ta beat you within an inch of your life!"
Michael chuckled, "Yes you should. Save my cellmate the trouble of having to do so herself. You know how we experiments don't get along." Michael handed Mischa her food, and returned to his bed, his expression turning serious. He ate his food in silence, and set the tray at the edge of the bed.
THe guard was enraged, his pride hurt, "I ought'ta beat you within an inch of your life!"
Michael chuckled, "Yes you should. Save my cellmate the trouble of having to do so herself. You know how we experiments don't get along." Michael handed Mischa her food, and returned to his bed, his expression turning serious. He ate his food in silence, and set the tray at the edge of the bed.
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Mischa smiled to herself as Michael fought with the guard but quickly looked at him with a disgusted look, she wasn't going to kill him. How could he say that? "Thanks..." She said as she took the food from him. The disgust turned to hurt as Mischa picked at her food, maybe she should just starve to death... Would that make him happier? Soon enough she wanted to hear what was going through his mind as she listened closely but not trying to be obvious about it.
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Michael sat back in his bed, waiting for the morning to start. Today would go like any other day, health checks and monitors, test, maybe some samples. He would then be ran through some simulators, so the scietist could get some live data. He didn't mind, it wasn't like he had a choice in the matter. He was really tired of this place though. He wanted to be free, to see the sky, and the sun, the moon, and the stars. He wanted to be away from his father, and never have to see that horrible man again. To never have to sit in a little cell like this, with another experiment. He was tired of this life, and swore to himself he would get free.
Michael stood up, and moved to the cell door. He had heard footsteps, and was hoping to see some guard that were gonna excort them away, but instead his father, Dr. Raine, was coming down the hall, with a large team of ten guards. "Shit."
Michael stood up, and moved to the cell door. He had heard footsteps, and was hoping to see some guard that were gonna excort them away, but instead his father, Dr. Raine, was coming down the hall, with a large team of ten guards. "Shit."
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Mischa listened to Michael's thoughts about his father and him wanting to be free. How sad... It was like he had completely given up... This place was lifeless and cold, everyone had given up. They all dreamed of being able to go outside and enjoy the smallest things like walking around in the rain or sitting in the grass. So was Michael's dad the one who created this place? If that were true, why the hell would he use his own son as an experiment? That must be why Michael is so cold... No one really tries to get close to him... Only trying to kill him from being an experiment or completely don't care.
A saddened look was on Mischa's face as she looked at Michael, how upsetting that is. Her eyes followed him as he stood up and went to the door, then hearing him curse made everything worse. "What? What is it?" Mischa pushed her food away as she stood up while looking at him curiously. "What's going on?"
A saddened look was on Mischa's face as she looked at Michael, how upsetting that is. Her eyes followed him as he stood up and went to the door, then hearing him curse made everything worse. "What? What is it?" Mischa pushed her food away as she stood up while looking at him curiously. "What's going on?"
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"Murder and chief himself is coming." Dr. Evans opened the door to the cell, and the ten guards filed in. Michael rested against the far wall, obviously hate spread across his face. "Good morning doctor. Whatever can we do for you this day?"
"Good morning my pets. You will be assisting me in a little experiment I am working on." The guards were carrying batons, and a pair of electronic shckling devices. Obviously those would be useless on someone with Michael's abilities, so they also carried a set of iron shackles. The same reason Michael was in the only room that didn't electronically lock.
Once both experiments were shackled, they were led to a testing area, and released. The were then led into a traing arena, and the doctor keyed the mic.
"Good morning my pets. You will be assisting me in a little experiment I am working on." The guards were carrying batons, and a pair of electronic shckling devices. Obviously those would be useless on someone with Michael's abilities, so they also carried a set of iron shackles. The same reason Michael was in the only room that didn't electronically lock.
Once both experiments were shackled, they were led to a testing area, and released. The were then led into a traing arena, and the doctor keyed the mic.
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Mischa stayed silent with a bitter look on her face, taking quick glimpses at Michael without anybody noticing. She let the guards do what they had to do while she threw snobby remarks at all of them and laughed bitterly, this is what she usually did. What were they going to do today though? The only things that were going through the guards minds when she read them was how annoying she was and what a brat, also some comments about Michael and then, who she guessed, was Michael's father.
When they were released in the testing room Mischa looked all around, "Is today fight to the death or some shit!? What's going on!?" She growled lowly with a angered look upon her face. This wasn't funny anymore, she didn't mind the needles but training wasn't good today. The girl hadn't slept last night and she didn't want to fight, not at all. A small flame rested in her palms as she played with it with her fingertips with a cold glare.
Desperately Mischa looked at Michael, "Well, what training is this? Do you know!? Why is it him and not one of the scientists?" So many questions were flying from her mind but she bit down on her tongue as she pleadingly looked at Michael... He didn't know anything, just great.
When they were released in the testing room Mischa looked all around, "Is today fight to the death or some shit!? What's going on!?" She growled lowly with a angered look upon her face. This wasn't funny anymore, she didn't mind the needles but training wasn't good today. The girl hadn't slept last night and she didn't want to fight, not at all. A small flame rested in her palms as she played with it with her fingertips with a cold glare.
Desperately Mischa looked at Michael, "Well, what training is this? Do you know!? Why is it him and not one of the scientists?" So many questions were flying from her mind but she bit down on her tongue as she pleadingly looked at Michael... He didn't know anything, just great.
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Michael looked about curious. Ehat could his Father have up his sleeve this time. It wasn't the first time Michael had been here. He had seen this arena several times, and every time he wished he would never come back. "Mischa you read minds, so I'm guessing you know almost everything that goes on in this place right?" He waited for her answer before continuing.
"This is the Alpha Arena. The deadly place within the facility. Experiments are pitted against each other, or new weapon ideas are tested." He looked down at the ground, remembering the several lives he was forced to take here, and some of the more vile things he ha seen. The Ferals were the worst.
"This is the Alpha Arena. The deadly place within the facility. Experiments are pitted against each other, or new weapon ideas are tested." He looked down at the ground, remembering the several lives he was forced to take here, and some of the more vile things he ha seen. The Ferals were the worst.
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Mischa looked at her feet with a harsh look, "I'm NOT going to take anybody's life!! This is insane! I'm not a monster!!! You guys are the monsters for wanting us to be weapons, this is insane! This is..." Fire was bursting out of her hands as she was glaring at the ground still, "Damn it..." This wasn't going well, she was losing her cool as she shot a cold look to Michael.
"I'm not going to fight you, just so you know." Mischa's voice was quiet only so Michael could hear her, "So you can go ahead and take my life because I'm not taking yours." She looked cold as she was staring at Michael but her eye glinted with pain, this was too much. She didn't want to see another experiment die when they didn't have to, they weren't the bad people here... Mischa was looking at everyone in the room, seeing that they wanted only one of the experiments to come out alive. Just perfect... They want us to fight to the death today... A stream of flames flew out of her hands at the wall, making it black as the flames hit it.
"I'm not going to fight you, just so you know." Mischa's voice was quiet only so Michael could hear her, "So you can go ahead and take my life because I'm not taking yours." She looked cold as she was staring at Michael but her eye glinted with pain, this was too much. She didn't want to see another experiment die when they didn't have to, they weren't the bad people here... Mischa was looking at everyone in the room, seeing that they wanted only one of the experiments to come out alive. Just perfect... They want us to fight to the death today... A stream of flames flew out of her hands at the wall, making it black as the flames hit it.
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Michael looked at the girl in front of him, breaking down and lacking any will to fight. Hopefully this would end quickly, and he could go back to his room,....alone. Alone actually didn't sound that appealing. He had spent too much time alone, but if he didn't kill her, they would find a way to kill them both.
"I won't go easy on you." Michael's hand charged with lightning, prepared to attack when necessary. This was what he was good at, his strategy formulating in his mind. She read minds, which meant he could string together anything, he would have to stick at deciding one move at a time. Fire was also a factor. It had range, as she had just proven, and the destructive power was high. She let her emotions play into her control though, and that could prove useful, or devastating. Michael sized her up, small, frail, a good physical hit would do damage, but he didn't know if even he could get in, unless,....
Michael stopped, surprised at how easily he was sizing up his opponent, with no regard for the life he was about to take. He looked at the ground for a second, ashamed, then back up to Mischa. A quiet whisper left his lips, "I'm sorry." Then he released the energy in his hand in a single bolt, directed towards Mischa's midsection.
"I won't go easy on you." Michael's hand charged with lightning, prepared to attack when necessary. This was what he was good at, his strategy formulating in his mind. She read minds, which meant he could string together anything, he would have to stick at deciding one move at a time. Fire was also a factor. It had range, as she had just proven, and the destructive power was high. She let her emotions play into her control though, and that could prove useful, or devastating. Michael sized her up, small, frail, a good physical hit would do damage, but he didn't know if even he could get in, unless,....
Michael stopped, surprised at how easily he was sizing up his opponent, with no regard for the life he was about to take. He looked at the ground for a second, ashamed, then back up to Mischa. A quiet whisper left his lips, "I'm sorry." Then he released the energy in his hand in a single bolt, directed towards Mischa's midsection.
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haha I'm interested :P I'll see if I can finish a character sheet by tonight
[EDIT] (surprised myself) whoa I got it done. there, hope you like it :D now I should go and work on my homework lol
[EDIT] (surprised myself) whoa I got it done. there, hope you like it :D now I should go and work on my homework lol
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