Introduction
There is a place were terror lives. There is a place where death is certain. There is a place where your pain is everlasting. There is a place where you are the prey of all your worst nightmares. And that place is the City of Hopelessness.
The City itself is normal and harmless enough. Just an old fashioned City with dirt roads and no animals. Who cares? But the City is so much more. It's an experiment whose purpose is unclear. All that's known is that everyday in the City, a monster is released, at least one each time. And these monsters are intelligent, and they speak their own tongue. Outside of the City, they live in the laboratory the scientists conducting the experiment stay in, with honors. To be honest, the monsters are given much respect from the humans.
Faith Carter has lived in the City for as long as she can remember. And that's not saying much, considering her first memory was attained on her thirteenth birthday, and she's only sixteen. Faith is, in fact, the only citizen in the City. She doesn't know this is an experiment, all she knows is terror. For each day, the monsters released kill her, only to have her painfully regenerate overnight. Such it has been for three long years.
One young monster is released, and, having been taught that the City is full of people, he is confused to find it seemingly deserted. This particular monster is a Morpher. That means he has a human form, one that he's usually in. He scopes out the town in this form, and when he meets Faith, he's stunned. He knows he's supposed to kill her, but he's not sure he should. He talks to her as a human, gets to know what she's been through.
Eventually, Faith comes to find who he really is, and he becomes an outlaw for not killing her. They begin to learn what has become of the outside world, and why Faith is there.
Try to get him up soon.
I'll have Faith up directly.
The City itself is normal and harmless enough. Just an old fashioned City with dirt roads and no animals. Who cares? But the City is so much more. It's an experiment whose purpose is unclear. All that's known is that everyday in the City, a monster is released, at least one each time. And these monsters are intelligent, and they speak their own tongue. Outside of the City, they live in the laboratory the scientists conducting the experiment stay in, with honors. To be honest, the monsters are given much respect from the humans.
Faith Carter has lived in the City for as long as she can remember. And that's not saying much, considering her first memory was attained on her thirteenth birthday, and she's only sixteen. Faith is, in fact, the only citizen in the City. She doesn't know this is an experiment, all she knows is terror. For each day, the monsters released kill her, only to have her painfully regenerate overnight. Such it has been for three long years.
One young monster is released, and, having been taught that the City is full of people, he is confused to find it seemingly deserted. This particular monster is a Morpher. That means he has a human form, one that he's usually in. He scopes out the town in this form, and when he meets Faith, he's stunned. He knows he's supposed to kill her, but he's not sure he should. He talks to her as a human, gets to know what she's been through.
Eventually, Faith comes to find who he really is, and he becomes an outlaw for not killing her. They begin to learn what has become of the outside world, and why Faith is there.
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Try to get him up soon.
I'll have Faith up directly.
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((Great, we can start! Oh, and a little bit about the City's boundaries: They are surronded with a force field that can knock out even the monsters. There's no way out, and no way in unless you're permitted. Involve yourself however you wish.))
Goddamn it. Faith groaned as bright sunlight streamed through her eyelids. She must've died facing the positioning of the morning sun. In a few moments, she should be able to prove or disprove her theory, although the answer was already clear to her reawakening mind. It's not like the monsters ever moved her after her deaths, and she highly doubted (or rather feared) the idea of her being a zombie. Shuddering slightly at the prospect, Faith testily stood up. Her limbs were numb, as though they were not her own to control, but she knew from past the feeling would soon pass, just as her memory block would.
As blood circulated through her legs, Faith staggered, slightly unsteady, to the street sign at the end of the alleyway. Death's Doorstep Alley. How convientient, wasn't it, that she had been killed in a place named with such foreboding? Although, she supposed it was to be expected. All roads were named to promote the terror-filled aura that the City maintained, but they usually just came off as cheesy, amusing compared to the horrors she had seen.
As if on cue, memories rushed back into her head.
Faith allowed herself to be pulled into the day of last.
She was running nonstop. Why, oh why must it be a Danago? The spider-like monster scuttled along the sides of the buildings to her right side, its human eyes nonblinking, shining in the midday sun. It uttered a phrase in demon-tongue, a low, throaty hiss of which she could not understand, nor locate the source. But Faith knew where its mouth was placed, fron past experience. She shuddered at the mere thought. Hoping to loose the terrifying beast, she veered right, into the alleyway. But no. The thing was not to be outsmarted. Knowing the place, Faith ran to where the path split either way, left and right. What the hell? she thought, gazing upon dumpsters placed to [prevent her escape. When'd they do that? She sighed, then slid underneath one. Or tried to anyway. The Danago had seized her from behond with one of its tentacle-like legs. It threw her to the ground, and she felt her left leg crumple beneath her own weight. She looked upwards just as the beast lowered itself on top of her. Its mouth, which rested on the underside of its belly, was a gaping hole with thousands of needle-sharp teeth. She was soundless as it latched onto her.
Legs no longer shaking, Faith walked from the alleyway. The dumpsters were gone, she knew without looking. She stepped onto Main Pain (who came up with these names?) Street, pondering what terrors were in store for her today.
Goddamn it. Faith groaned as bright sunlight streamed through her eyelids. She must've died facing the positioning of the morning sun. In a few moments, she should be able to prove or disprove her theory, although the answer was already clear to her reawakening mind. It's not like the monsters ever moved her after her deaths, and she highly doubted (or rather feared) the idea of her being a zombie. Shuddering slightly at the prospect, Faith testily stood up. Her limbs were numb, as though they were not her own to control, but she knew from past the feeling would soon pass, just as her memory block would.
As blood circulated through her legs, Faith staggered, slightly unsteady, to the street sign at the end of the alleyway. Death's Doorstep Alley. How convientient, wasn't it, that she had been killed in a place named with such foreboding? Although, she supposed it was to be expected. All roads were named to promote the terror-filled aura that the City maintained, but they usually just came off as cheesy, amusing compared to the horrors she had seen.
As if on cue, memories rushed back into her head.
Faith allowed herself to be pulled into the day of last.
She was running nonstop. Why, oh why must it be a Danago? The spider-like monster scuttled along the sides of the buildings to her right side, its human eyes nonblinking, shining in the midday sun. It uttered a phrase in demon-tongue, a low, throaty hiss of which she could not understand, nor locate the source. But Faith knew where its mouth was placed, fron past experience. She shuddered at the mere thought. Hoping to loose the terrifying beast, she veered right, into the alleyway. But no. The thing was not to be outsmarted. Knowing the place, Faith ran to where the path split either way, left and right. What the hell? she thought, gazing upon dumpsters placed to [prevent her escape. When'd they do that? She sighed, then slid underneath one. Or tried to anyway. The Danago had seized her from behond with one of its tentacle-like legs. It threw her to the ground, and she felt her left leg crumple beneath her own weight. She looked upwards just as the beast lowered itself on top of her. Its mouth, which rested on the underside of its belly, was a gaping hole with thousands of needle-sharp teeth. She was soundless as it latched onto her.
Legs no longer shaking, Faith walked from the alleyway. The dumpsters were gone, she knew without looking. She stepped onto Main Pain (who came up with these names?) Street, pondering what terrors were in store for her today.
Sunil glanced around, frowning. They had released him onto the main street, told him to go have fun and he had been more than ready, but there was no one here. The first few buildings he had checked had been empty, totally and completely. It didn’t make sense. They had told him this was a city, but it couldn’t be a city without people, could it?
“This is it, Sunil. You’ll be fine.”
They stood in front of the opening in the field. Sunil knew it wouldn’t be open for long. He had twenty four hours, it would be a snap. On either side of him stood a human. One was one of the high ups and Sunil didn’t know his name, only that he was in charge. The other was Brown, a woman who Sunil had grown close to during his time at the facility. She gave him an affectionate smile, waving. “I’ll see you tomorrow Quillian. Make us proud.”
Both stood several yards away, lest they become the subject to his aura, but he knew the only way to go was forward. As he stepped over the threshold, he let his fur fall away, balancing on his hind legs as the change took him. It was fast, from one breath to the next, and he never lost stride. He figured it would be better to explore the city in a shape that wouldn’t frighten its inhabitants. Clothes surged over his form before his mask had fallen away, giving him the basic, non-lab clothes he had seen humans wear in the facility – dark jeans with a grey Henley.
Sunil padded out of another abandoned building. It was completely empty – no furniture or food or signs it had ever been used. Only fixtures that seemed forlorn by themselves. He was getting aggravated. This wasn’t like they promised. They told him he would have blood and sport and fun, not this tiresome searching.
A whisper of a sound caught his attention and his head swiveled towards it, his body following. It was the first sound he had heard all day, besides the wind moaning through the empty buildings. With a wrinkle of his nose, he willed himself to hear better, unwilling to leave his human form just yet.
Yes, those were definitely footsteps, and not his own echoing oddly. Eagerly he hastened towards them, figuring he would finally get answers to this empty city.
“This is it, Sunil. You’ll be fine.”
They stood in front of the opening in the field. Sunil knew it wouldn’t be open for long. He had twenty four hours, it would be a snap. On either side of him stood a human. One was one of the high ups and Sunil didn’t know his name, only that he was in charge. The other was Brown, a woman who Sunil had grown close to during his time at the facility. She gave him an affectionate smile, waving. “I’ll see you tomorrow Quillian. Make us proud.”
Both stood several yards away, lest they become the subject to his aura, but he knew the only way to go was forward. As he stepped over the threshold, he let his fur fall away, balancing on his hind legs as the change took him. It was fast, from one breath to the next, and he never lost stride. He figured it would be better to explore the city in a shape that wouldn’t frighten its inhabitants. Clothes surged over his form before his mask had fallen away, giving him the basic, non-lab clothes he had seen humans wear in the facility – dark jeans with a grey Henley.
Sunil padded out of another abandoned building. It was completely empty – no furniture or food or signs it had ever been used. Only fixtures that seemed forlorn by themselves. He was getting aggravated. This wasn’t like they promised. They told him he would have blood and sport and fun, not this tiresome searching.
A whisper of a sound caught his attention and his head swiveled towards it, his body following. It was the first sound he had heard all day, besides the wind moaning through the empty buildings. With a wrinkle of his nose, he willed himself to hear better, unwilling to leave his human form just yet.
Yes, those were definitely footsteps, and not his own echoing oddly. Eagerly he hastened towards them, figuring he would finally get answers to this empty city.
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((Just so you know, I cant space or tag, as I'm on mobile.)) Faith strode down the street, grateful for her bodily functions, both voluntary and involuntary, having returned to normal function. Regeneration was Hell. Heck, regeneration made Hell look tame. It was painful, couldn't be counted as rest no matter what way you look at it. Faith couldn't name the last time she'd had a good night's sleep; sure she napped here and there, with the weaker monsters, but it just wasn't the same, even if sleep wasn't really needed for her continuous existance. An existance of lonliness. An existance of terror. An existance she wanted to end. An existance - Faith stopped. Footsteps were coming towards her. No, no, no. Not already. She had thought her functions had returned to normal, but when she tried to run, her knees buckled beneath her. All she could do was stand there as the footsteps approached, carrying embodied horror, no doubt.
As Sunil rounded the corner, he slowed, eyes tracking the girl who stood still partway down the block. She wasn't moving, but he could sense the fear coming from her. He stretched out his senses, ensuring that she was human before he picked up his pace again. Maybe she could give him answers, explain why this city was empty.
By the time he was with arms reach, he had decided he wouldn't harm her until she answered his questions. He figured she would be more cooperative if she didnt think he was going to kill her after he got his answers - though that was totally a part of his plan - and resolved not to let her discover his other form. Were there enough humans in the city to make running across one be common enough for her not to question his presence, or would she be suspicious? He supposed he would find out soon.
He looked her up and down, trying to gauge her age. Younger than any of the humans he had interacted with at the facility, thats for sure.
By the time he was with arms reach, he had decided he wouldn't harm her until she answered his questions. He figured she would be more cooperative if she didnt think he was going to kill her after he got his answers - though that was totally a part of his plan - and resolved not to let her discover his other form. Were there enough humans in the city to make running across one be common enough for her not to question his presence, or would she be suspicious? He supposed he would find out soon.
He looked her up and down, trying to gauge her age. Younger than any of the humans he had interacted with at the facility, thats for sure.
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The footsteps got louder... Louder... Even louder... And there stood young man, probably a good few years older than herself. The first human Faith had seen in three years. It was overwhelming, frightening even. Another human. Friend or foe, it was not yet clear. She hoped for the former, yet expected, ultimately, the latter. Calm washing over her face, she eyed him, moving no closer, keeping a decent distance between herself and the newcomer. "Who are you? And how did you enter this cursed place?"
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"My name is Sunil." he answered. There was no reason he could think of not to tell her his name. The next part was trickier. How did humans enter the city? Did they? Would admitting that he came through the force field tip her off that he wasn't what he seemed?
Finally, he settled on part-truths, since he really didn't know how the field worked. "I don't know. I woke up and spent the morning trying to find someone else. Why is his place empty?"
Finally, he settled on part-truths, since he really didn't know how the field worked. "I don't know. I woke up and spent the morning trying to find someone else. Why is his place empty?"
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Faith relaxed at his response, for that had been the way it had been when she had first entered this horrible place. She had just.... awoken. She had scracely a memory - just her name and age. Nothing more, nothing less. "No one else," she said quietly. "Just me, Faith... And I suppose you now." Her eyes widened. "This place is dangerous, terrifying. Death is certain here," she whispers quietly. ((Sorry its short. I have to get off.))
((Dont worry about it, I really don't mind short posts))
"Just you?" He didn't even have to pretend to be startled. Even leaving room for interpretation, he had been told the city had people, enough to make it, well, a city. "Are you sure? No one else?"
Then a thought occurred to him, on the heels of her last words. "Do you mean everyone else is dead? Are you the last one?"
That would certainly be disappointing.
"Just you?" He didn't even have to pretend to be startled. Even leaving room for interpretation, he had been told the city had people, enough to make it, well, a city. "Are you sure? No one else?"
Then a thought occurred to him, on the heels of her last words. "Do you mean everyone else is dead? Are you the last one?"
That would certainly be disappointing.
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Watching him intently, Faith shook her head, frowning. "It's only ever been me. No other human being has stepped foot here in the three years I've been stuck in this hellhole." That's a lie and you know it, a small voice in her head said nastily. With a jolt, Faith recalled a shadowy figure, a rich, fancy dressed man who had been there with her the very first day, how he had (in his words) "gotten the cycle started". Faith kept her eyes on the newcomer. "Do you remember anything about the world outside?" she whispers in desperation. "Anything? I can't recall a single thing past my first day here." She knew she should be more cautious, but who could blame her? She hadn't spoken to another human being in years.
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He shook his head, since he really didnt know anything about what she termed the 'world outside'. He had spent his entire life in the facility. Sure, he'd been given the basics of an education and had interacted with others on a regular basis, but he knew there was more to the world than the facility and he was not permitted to learn about it. Still... giving her hope would make her trust him more. "I dont remember much. A figure of a woman. Brown hair and a pretty smile. I dont really know who she is to me, but I think I like her."
He shifted uncomfortably. That had been vague enough, right? "How can death be certain if its only ever been you here?"
He shifted uncomfortably. That had been vague enough, right? "How can death be certain if its only ever been you here?"
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Faith gives an inward groan. She shouldn't have hinted at her regeneracy abilities to this stranger. Too late now. "Everyday," she says quietly, barely audible. "I die. The monsters kill me, only for me to painfully regenerate overnight." She runs the tips of her fingers down her chest. "It hurts; but when I awake the next day, I'm in the same place I was killed at the prvious days, without a single hint of a blemish." Faith cocks her head to the side, studying him in curiousity. "I wonder if you're like me..."
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Huh. That didnt sound like fun. He had personally met a few of the other creatures at the facility, and he knew that there had to be others, but still. Killing only one person over and over was not appealing to him. Maybe for some of the others, one girl would be enough, but Sunil was made for mass destruction. This was more than disappointing.
He blew a blast of hair through his nose, more violent than a snort. "Maybe youre a monster too, and thats why you regenerate. I dont think I heal anymore than normal. We could try and see." He pulled the sleeve up to his elbow, then raised his forearm to his mouth.
He blew a blast of hair through his nose, more violent than a snort. "Maybe youre a monster too, and thats why you regenerate. I dont think I heal anymore than normal. We could try and see." He pulled the sleeve up to his elbow, then raised his forearm to his mouth.
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Faith's eyes widen, and she reaches out to grab his wrist. "Don't!" she scolds reproachfully. "That's not right. Why would you hurt yourself like that? It doesn't make any sense." Letting go of his wrist slowly, she sighs. "Just don't, okay? I'm not a monster." She smiles weakly. "I'm as much of a monster as you are." A noise sounds from an alleyway to the right. Swearing indigantly under her breath, Faith sets her jaw, eyes glazing over. "Speaking of monsters, we better get out of here before the real one finds us. The library ought be safe. They never look there until the very end of the day. Try to keep up, okay?" Smiling back at him, she takes off, and suddenly she's in her element, arms pumping, heart pounding, feet striking the ground to a steady beat.
He frowned at her, allowing her to move his arm away from his mouth. It had seemed like a good idea to him, a wave to prove him humanity. He bled red and healed more quickly than humans, but he didnt think it would be fast enough to draw to much attention. Still, her immediate trust pleased him, a feeling he wasn't sure if he liked or not.
When the noise reached him, he turned wide eyes towards the alley way. What the hell was going on? This was supposed to be his day. Did they release another? Why would they? His lips curled. No way was he going to let someone else steal his fun and glory. When Faith suggested the library he nodded his agreement, following her easily on long legs when she took off.
The empty city around them made their footsteps echo, making it seem like there were more than two, before the buildings swallowed the sound. Sunil was extremely uneasy - everything he had been prepared for was wrong and he was going to get to the bottom of it.
When the noise reached him, he turned wide eyes towards the alley way. What the hell was going on? This was supposed to be his day. Did they release another? Why would they? His lips curled. No way was he going to let someone else steal his fun and glory. When Faith suggested the library he nodded his agreement, following her easily on long legs when she took off.
The empty city around them made their footsteps echo, making it seem like there were more than two, before the buildings swallowed the sound. Sunil was extremely uneasy - everything he had been prepared for was wrong and he was going to get to the bottom of it.
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Faith slowed in front of a brick building with a grandeur feel to it, despite its simplistic form. She considered this place a safehouse, the only haven in such a world. She kept an eye on Sunil discreetly. Despite her pleasure at the sudden appearance of another human being, she wasn't quite sure what to think of him. After living alone for so long, she had actually started to believe she was the only human alive, a sigularity, an anomaly. All the same, she couldn't help but feel relieved. She wasn't one of a kind, there was more of her out there. Hardly noticing that her feet were moving, Faith was startled to find herself at the top of the steps, hands placed on the glass doors. With a sigh, she forced herself to be alert, and she pushed the door open for the pair to enter. She closed the door quietly behind them, startled to hear a click of a lock. Oh no, no, no, no! Faith let flow forth a string of swear words, and kicked at the door. Her foot came rebounding back at her, sore from the thick glass. "Now they're messing with lock systems," she mutters to herself, backing away from the locked door. "Well," she said, eyes fixed on Sunil. "You better hide. Either whatever it is is already in here, or we're going to be locked in until the hell-creature comes." She pursed her lips. "We don't know if you regenerate, so hide. Once they break in and start at me, get the hell out. I'm able to slow the inevitable long enough to promise you a decent headstart." She turned and began pulling books off the shelves, mind swirling, eyeing Sunil discreetly.
He eyes the lock, fiddling with it, a frown on his face. "Are there no weapons in this city? Surely there would be at least one gun shop. Or a sporting goods with hunting equipment. Even a baseball bat would be better than nothing."
With a sigh he turned away from the lock. He could try to open it, but not in this form. And if the facility locked them in, they probably had their reasons. He nodded at her suggestion to run, then hide. "I will. Thank you. I'll find you, if I'm still alive come morning."
After he had cornered the damn creature that was here and get answers from it, of course. He ran his fingers over the books. He had never found much joy in reading, but they only thing he could get ever get his hands on were dry medical texts. "Ive never been in a library before, I dont think they'll unlock the doors just for little old me. Where should I go?"
With a sigh he turned away from the lock. He could try to open it, but not in this form. And if the facility locked them in, they probably had their reasons. He nodded at her suggestion to run, then hide. "I will. Thank you. I'll find you, if I'm still alive come morning."
After he had cornered the damn creature that was here and get answers from it, of course. He ran his fingers over the books. He had never found much joy in reading, but they only thing he could get ever get his hands on were dry medical texts. "Ive never been in a library before, I dont think they'll unlock the doors just for little old me. Where should I go?"
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Faith hesitates only momentaraily, her finger resting on a book on the shelf. The book. "Well," she says slowly. "It's not foolproof, they'll more than likely smash the wall eventually if they know you're here. However," she pulls on the book, and bookcase slides away from the wall. "This oughta hold it off." She starts down the stone staircase. "You'll find," she says. "That this city holds many secrets. I discovered this one be accident. I actually was trying to read that book. Of course," she continues. "I thought it was a passageway out of the city, but," she shrugs. "Well, you see what I mean." For they had finally reached the bottom; a small, circular room with a few books in it. "It's small," she admits. "But it oughta do."
He followed her down the staircase, feeling his apprehension growing. They hadn't told him about this either. He was beginning to think they had told him less than they hadn't. Sunil didn't like being slighted.
When they reached the bottom he looked around, walking in the small room to examine the books themselves. "I don't suppose one of these books leads to another hidden door?" He asked doubtfully.
When they reached the bottom he looked around, walking in the small room to examine the books themselves. "I don't suppose one of these books leads to another hidden door?" He asked doubtfully.
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Question. What happens to Faith's clothes? Do they regenerate when she does, or does she have a stash that she can draw from? Or are they just bloody rags at this point?
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