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Mannequin Factory

Foxcroft

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a part of Mannequin Factory, by VampyrKidd.

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Foxcroft

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Foxcroft is a part of Mannequin Factory.

3 Places in Foxcroft:

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Sadisuto Kunshu [5] "...I'm a prince...I have the right to cause pain! Now give me back my knives so I can cut you!"
Garath Gatenby [5] "We're at war. No one wants to admit it but Humanity's under attack. What we do here at Foxcroft might be all that stands between Humanity and the greatest threat of our brief existence."
Rusty Collinson [2] Fire Demon
Alexander Luna [1] I'm not a bad boy...or i am?
Willow Harquinn [1] "Am I crazy? More than your feeble mind can percieve."
Asmodeus Uraelis [0] Demon boy with nothing but time
Abram Hiroshima [0] So I dress in all dark clothes and wear more than 2 piercings, does that give you the right to try and judge me...
Jane Gatenby [0] 'Discusting creatures don't even deserve a prison... they deserve to die'
Carrie Tynan [0] "Knowledge is the weapon, ignorance is the enemy."
Rae Bowen [0] A Werewolf Girl

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Garath Gatenby was in his sisters office. He carefully reviewed a dossier on the newest inmate. Rusty Collinson, age 19 years old, demon female. Can control fire.

"We have a new inmate on her way Garath. A demon called Rusty. Do you mind if you go and collect her when she gets here for me? We need to sort out her cell and tell her her creature section."

Garath casually set the file down on the stack of papers beside him before pulling out a slim silver case and pushed the button release. It opened revealing eight, perfectly placed cigarettes. He pulled one out and returned the case to his pocket before lighting the cigarette with practiced ease. He took a long drag and exhaled before replying to his younger sister.

"I'm well aware of Ms. Collinson's arrival Jane. I already have my people taking care of her processing as we speak. I'm having her brought to my office once they're finished. I want to have a few words with her before she's taken to her cell."

He paused took take another drag of his cigarette.

"I'll be in my office Jane."

With that the master mind behind every dirty little secret behind Foxcroft left the room and headed down the hall to his own office. The room was large and sparsely decorated. The floor was a polished black marble, cleaned to a shine. The furniture was primarily made of black painted steel or titanium and glass giving the entire room a very modern yet cold feel. Behind Garaths desk was a massive painting of a dying sun. The only color in the room. He took his seat and took another puff of his cigarette, savoring the tobacco as the smooth smoke filled his lungs. Garath turned and paged his assistant.

"Rebecca I'll take that drink now."

He said before releasing the button on the intercom. Seemingly in seconds his assistant walked into the room. Her high heels clicked on the floor as she walked in wearing a short black skirt and high black stockings. She carried a tray with a glass of scotch and several ice cubes. She set it on his desk and with a nod from Gatenby she turned and exited the room with measured steps as always. Garath took a long drag from his cigarette before blowing out the smoke and reaching for the glass. He took a sip and savored the warming sensation as it trickled down his throat. He held the glass for a moment and swirled the ice around in the glass before setting it down and waiting in silence for his guest to arrive.

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Sadisuto Kunshu

Sadisuto was not having a good day. He hadn't even seen any blood for a whole day and he was honestly itching to just go out there and killed everyone on sight. He sighed in frustration and ran a hand through his blonde hair, his fingers twitched every 5 seconds. He wanted blood and he wanted to see it now, damn it! Sadisuto's mouth was twisting violently like he was trying to suppress an insane smile from escaping and at the same time, wanting that smile to appear on his face. He growled underneath his breaths. He couldn't just go out there and kill everyone. He just...couldn't. He didn't want to take the medicines. Those damn things always made his mind hazy and made him lose his intelligence and forced him to listen to the 'higher's commands. He hated the psychologists, too. Those lowly cockroaches always tried to tell him he was having a problem and he should open up and stupid stuffs like that! Sadisuto snorted. He knew he was perfectly fine. Well, maybe not perfectly but as fine as he could get. He was a prince and he could do what he wanted.

Sadisuto's growl increased and he nearly had to grip the table to remain calm. He hadn't seen any of his friends today, either. They always made him calmer somehow...well, then again...not always but that was the best he could get. Gripping the table, Sadisuto mentally counted ' one...two...three...blood...deaths...four...five...killings...six...madness...corpses...'

But in the end, the madness won. Sadisuto couldn't stop the sadistic smile from showing on his pale face as his eyes suddenly glowed with unstable excitement. He grasped his crown and used the sharp edge to slash his skin, letting the blood run freely and enjoyed the pain he had inflicted on himself. He giggled and mumbled "...I'm a prince...I can do what I want..." The atmosphere in his cell became chilling considerably as there was only mad laughter left in the once silent room.

"...Hehehehe...Madness is contagious...hehehehe..."

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Jane Gatenby

"Thank you Garath, and good, make it quick." Jane simply said with a smirk on her face as she started playing with her hair
"hopefully she's just as fisty when she sees you..." Jane muttered as Garath walked into his office, Jane sat back at her desk and started flicking through Rusty's Profile again my my... she destroyed two villages... Jane though then chuckled "Why does she need to be in prison? she should be killed for that... Shame... This Prison should soon get interesting..."


Rusty Collinson

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!" Rusty repeatedly snarled struggling to get free from her fire proof bondage jacket with chains on that the guards were holding and dragging from her with over ten people holding her and dragging her into the Prison "I'LL BURN THE LOT OF YOU!" she screamed out growling struggling harder and trying to use her power but it never came what the hell?! she thought "WHERE ARE MY POWERS?!"
"we injected you so you couldn't use your powers" hearing a guard answer her but she kept screaming "Garath wants us to take her to his office..." the same guard said, they all nodded as they continued dragging her in and towards Garath's office but she still screamed, cursed, threatened and snarled at the guards
"YOU'RE ALL PATHETIC HUMANS! LET ME GO!" she kept snarling as one of the guards knocked on the office doors
"Garath... she has arrived..." he said but then he soon opened the door pushing Rusty into the office removing the chains from her jacket, she fell to her knees in the office and heard the door close and lock it self behind her she started to throw herself on the door making it shake
"LET ME GO!" she snarled but soon turned around seeing a strong looking superior man standing in from of his desk, wearing smart clothes and holding a ciggarette in his mouth, Rusty growled deeply glaring at him.

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Garath stared at her without a word. His cold, crystal blue eyes examining her carefully. Her fiery spirit almost a direct personification of her power. That unbridled fury burning inside her. Garath took a slow final drag of his cigarette before putting it out on the ash tray on his desk and exhaling the smoke.

"Good morning Ms. Collinson... I hope the drugs that we injected you with aren't giving you too much trouble. Sometimes inmates complain of headaches or nausea. Its merely designed to inhibit your abilities, you understand."

Garath paused to sip his scotch.

"What do you know about what it is that we do here at Foxcroft?"

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Rusty Collinson

Rusty stared at him with a deathly glare
"Get me out of here..." she growled deeply as she took two steps towards him weakly finally getting hit with dizzyness from the injection making steps move from side to side "or I'll kill you." she threatened falling to her knees feeling weak. She didn't answer her question she just kept her glare on Garath but seeing two of him. "Why am i in here?" she growled again "and not in a cell with the rest of the Demons..." she started to mutter "So weak... dizzy..." muttered again her eyes starting to flutter close but forcing them to stay open I'm not weak... it's the injection... she thought as she got to her feet shaking "why would i want to know what happens here?" she growled finally answering his question "you torture and pest creatures here... you're nothing but a sick human being that hate anything different." she glanced at his scotch then back at him shestill stook shaking but out of nowhere energy made her run and throw herself on Garath knocking over his scotch as well as himself... but he didn't budge, only his hand and his drink.

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The girl was weak from the injection. She threw herself at him but succeeding only in spilling his drink. He caught her in his arms and gently laid her down in the chair in front of his desk. He let her go and stood up. Her chest rising and falling heavily as she took deep, labored breathes. A result of the medication. Garath sighed before brushing the hair out of her face tenderly before taking his seat.

"I'm sorry you have such a poor view of us here."

He said regretfully before putting his finger on the intercom.

"Rebecca, I seemed to have spilled my drink."

The door opened a second later and Gatenby's assistant walked in with a simple rag. She quickly and efficiently cleaned the spill and collected the glass.

"Would you like another one Mr. Gatenby?"

Garath shook his head with a polite half smile.

"No. Thank you Rebecca, that'll be all."

With a respectful nod the assistant left the room leaving Garath and Rusty alone once more. Garath leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on the demon girl sitting in front of him.

"The work we do here is very important Ms. Collinson. I know you think we're little more than killers and thugs but that's hardly the case. We're trying to save lives. I'm not going to lie to you though... our work isn't always exactly clean nor are our methods particularly painless but our motives our pure as is our end goal... The survival of the human race."

Garath spun his chair around facing the mural of the dying star and putting his back to the girl.

"I hope in time... You'll see that."

With that he pressed a button on the arm of his chair and the door opened. Two guards walked in and each grabbed one of Rusty's arms, hauling her to her feet.

"You will be placed with others of your kind in the demon wing. You should be comfortable enough there. We will speak again Ms. Collinson."

With a quick nod from Garath the guards dragged her out of the room leaving Garath in the seclusion of his office to mull over his thoughts.

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Rusty Collinson↲Rusty groaned as she got dragged out by the guards, her hair over her face as ie bowed her head down letting them drag her away and dragging her part some cells. Human cells Rusty lifted her head up slowly seeing a blond male human with a twisted smile, she soon glance up to the guards the one on her left she bit his hand deep the blood dripping from his hand he snarled but the other guard smacked her in the face with his face knocking her out...↲She woke up in a prison cell alone lying in a bed. She didn't have the jacket on anymore, she had a long sleeved black jumper hanging off her shoulders and i pair of baggie shorts. She sat up slowly glancing around her cell, not very clean nor pleasant smelling either. "crap..." Rusty muttered softly with a slight growl "it got the best of me..."↲↲
Jane Gatenby↲"did you have fun with our new inmate?" she asked is brother as she walked into his office with a plight smirk "i heard her shouting and screaming from here" she chuckled quietly as she sat down in the chair in front of Garath's desk with her leg over the other and her back straight.

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Carrie Tynan

Carrie sat in her cell. She didn't know how long she was sitting there. She had just received her injection and she was still thirsty. In her head she replayed scenes of her drinking. Sweet blood drips down her face as she sucks another human dry. Carrie sighed. How I miss those times. She had to focus on the here and now though. She smoothed out her beloved red dress, the one that made her feel sexy, and laughed manically. Nothing was hilarious. Nothing was even remotely funny. There was nothing that deserved a laugh. But she laughed anyway. She laughed and laughed because she got herself into this mess. She was the one that was crazy. She wasn't normal. How could a blood-sucking fiend be normal?

Something in the room caught her attention.The sun shined through the bars in her window, and her pale skin caught the light. Contrary to popular belief, she didn't melt in the sun, she just preferred not to be in it. It was too hot. She loved the winter. When she used to go hunting, a body would hit the snow, and the red against the white was such a brilliant, vibrant red. It was like artwork. She was an artist. Her own kind of artist. And her art was beautiful.

She turned her face towards the window and noticed she had a visitor. How nice, a bird came to see me wallow in my misery She laughed again. The bird didn't fly away, instead it cocked its' head and glared at her. I'm thirsty. And in that instant, the bird was on the floor, twitching as Carrie sucked his neck and drained his life. It was horrible and embarrassing. She hated to eat animals. Their blood tasted bitter and she looked weak, sucking from a bird's neck instead of someone her own size. And as she sat back after quenching her thirst, she pictured this scene in her head over and over again. And she laughed loudly, loud enough for anyone to hear her if they strained their ears toward her cell. Her laugh mixed with the screams that echoed through the corridors.She laughed because the scene looked pathetic. She laughed because the bird looked so funny with his body twitching like that. She laughed because there wasn't anything left to laugh about in her world, because everything was just sucked away from her as she was placed in this cell. Everything was sucked away, just like the bird that had his life sucked from him.

And with that, she dragged her finger across her face where the blood was dripping from her mouth. She let the bitter tasting blood get on her finger and she made a tally mark next to the others. This was the seventh bird she had murdered. This was the seventh tally mark on her cell wall.

She neatly picked up the bird's carcass and threw it out the window. It was left there to rot with the others.

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Alexander Luna:

He was nervous. Very nervous. The fool moon was comeing. He was waiting for his treatment, when he heard a scream. Maybe the new demon, he thought. Alex was the first closed in this jail, so he knew the places very
well. The scream was comeing from Garath office... Anyway, he didn't care. He got his headphons from the table and turned the music loud. He looked on the windows jail and sighed. He wanted to be free, but he knew that this wish will not come true. Or...who knows... Till then, his transformation will come and then he will turn into a real beast. 2 days left...

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Rusty Collinson

"Time to have food!" the guards shouted as the cell doors opened, Rusty slowly walked out her arms folded with her nails digging into her arms deeply making them bleed, She watched all of the rest of the Demon clan walking out the same way as her, some were weak looking and dizzy... the injection was slowly wearing off, she was starting to feel better, she flicked her hair from her face and just stared ahead... soon humans joined the demons as they all walked towards the cafateria look so hungry and thirsty, Rusty sighed softly still weak but slowly getting better as she walked along this place is a shithole... she thought catching the scent of blood and piss, not exactly a smell she wanted to smell but it was there.
"I don't need food... i just need a plan to escape" she muttered as she glanced around, not seeing anyone she's want to escape with instead she just waited till she got into the cafeteria.


Jane Gatenby

Jane frowned as she received her daily pile of paper work, she licked her lips to keep them moist as she started on her first sheet of paper writing elegantly, her back straight and her head held high
"we need to keep an eye on her Garath..." Jane simply said as she glanced up seeing her brother smoking another tab "she seems like a strong one." she muttered as she put one paper aside then grabbed another one and started writing

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Willow sat in her cell, sitting quietly. She was talking to the voice in her head.
"How long have you been in here, lovey?"
"Thirteen months," Willow thought to the voice in her head. She stood up and began pacing. It was supposed to be meal time and nobody had come to get her out of her cell. She sat back down and hugged her knees to her chest. The door slammed open. A guard appeared at her door. Terror flooded her system. Immediately her heart started beating faster and she felt a little lightheaded. She stood up and flinched slightly as he grabbed her arm. He pulled her to the dining room and set her down at the table. She sat quietly and hugged her arms to herself.
"Watch out, lovey, they're all bad people here."

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Garath puffed calmly on his cigarette enjoying the tobacco.

"She is strong Jane, to deny that would be foolish on our part."

He replied flatly as his crystalline eyes flicked up to his sister.

"You should really try speaking with them once in a while little sister... I find it rather enlightening."

Garath said calmly. His sister Jane was smart, cunning,and ruthless but tended to allow her hatred to cloud her better judgment. That's what Garath was for. He reigned her in. He was no doubt the only one who could.

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Jane Gatenby

She pulled a smirk then chuckled
"you really think i'd want to talk such things?" she asked as she glanced up to her brother "I doubt very much so brother." she simply said as she grabbed another form "I'm only here to write and look pretty whilst you get your hands dirty... most of the time." she chuckled again "I do like killing the prisoners when they have a death sentence" she purred slightly as she stopped writing "feels like we make the world one creature safer." she paused "I still need to see her for myself though." Jane frowned "one of your men got bitten by Rusty by the way, in the hand... not much blood but it's happened in the human ward... might have set off some of the insanitys..." she told him simply as she went back to writing "but don't worry... i'll get her punished."


Rusty Collinson

She sat in the cafateria, on a table with her kind, she glanced at them frowning and looking around their should be a free table... she thought looking around she turned back round and glanced down at her food... if she could even call it food, just a big pile of... nothing. she pushed her tray away as she started looking around again, a free table finally came into view, she quickly stood up and walked towards the table sitting down... still not far from her kind so she wasn't shot or told off. It was also near the Vampyrs which made her frown a little bit more. But she started to feel better... assuming the injection was wearing off gave her a small smirk as she flicked her hair from her face.
"Hopefully it has worn off... then i can burn everything and get the hell out of here..."

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"Yes, I'd heard about the incident."

Garath replied before taking a drag from his cigarette and exhaling.

"I've had nice long chat with him about his liberal interpretation of security protocols before sending him home."

Garath replied coldly. At least thats what he told Jane. For the briefest moment Garath's mind flashed back to the conversation with the guard. Him screaming for his life before Garath had the black bag put over his head and giving the ok. He remembered the moment when his man raised the gun and put it to the back of the guards head. He could almost hear the man's sobbing because he said he had children. He remembered the echoing sound as the bullet left the chamber and ended the guards life.

"Mistakes like that can't be tolerated."

Garath said putting the final nail in the subject as he took another puff.

"How have your charges been doing? I hadn't heard about much trouble coming from the werewolves or our human prisoners lately."

Garath asked his sister merely out of politeness. Garath already knew everything about the going ons in his sisters wing. A fact that his sister was no doubt intelligent enough to already know but she would have seen the question as more as a friendly attempt at conversation than a patronizing one. It was a well known fact that Garath Gatenby knew everything that happened within the walls of Foxcroft and even more than a bit outside of it. Information was his weapon and he was a master at wielding it.

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Jane Gatenby

"They seem to be going by the rules." Jane simply replied then started to write again

"except one... He needs a stronger dose of his usual drug." she frowned letting out a slight growl "Sadisuto Kunshu" simply saying his name

"The guard sometime feel... uncomfortable walking past his cell, he loves pain... the drug dose is not too little." putting a paper aside and grabbing another one
"the werewolves seem quiet as always, and the Vampyrs are as usual well behaved" she paused looking up at her brother

"it's also the Vampyrs and werewolves injection day today, if you want me to brother i will get the guards down and sort them out once their out of the cafeteria?" she asked him with a slight smirk "and then i'll get to see our new inmate today and just... have some girl talk?" smirking more she flicked her hair from her face again
"as long as she doens't ruin this beautiful face of mine..." she purred as she turned facing a small mirror in her office her eyes on her face. Her eyes a bright grey/blue with brown and cream eyeshadows on the lids, her lips with not much of a crimson look to them instantly getting out her lipstick and painting her lips again and puckered them and smiled
"perfect" she simply said as she turned back round "now, I'll get the men to prepare for the injections."

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Rusty Collinson

Rusty turned to someone next to her, the blond human she saw in his cell before hearing talking about a sink, the floor she rolled her eyes slightly but chuckled then glanced at the blood on his hands, ripping bits of her top and grabbing his hands and wrapping it round his bleeding hands frowning slightly.

"You know Vampyrs would want a bit of that blood..." she muttered to him as she flicked her hair off her shoulders then frowned "yes, you should date the sink..." Rusty replied to him going along with his insanity "and yes, the floor was being a meanie" she replied with a sarcastic tone

"Do you have a name?" she asked him with a slight growl... her anger rising for no particular reason at all "I'm Rusty, I'm new here..."

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Sadisuto Kunshu

Sadisuto looked at the girl curiously as she began to bandage his wounds. He pouted and said childishly "...hey, no fun...no more funny looking red thingy...I wanna see the funny red thingy..." He laughed as he saw the blood stained his bandage "...see...the cute, red liquid..." He sighed and closed his eyes "...uhmm...red thingy..."

"You know Vampyrs would want a bit of that blood..." The girl said and Sadisuto growled "Hey...no taking my funny thing away...who wants to take my funny thing away?...tell me! I'm gonna rip off their throats..." He looked dreamily again and continued "...yeahhhh...rip off their throats then slowly cut their legs and then their arms...there will be a lot of tiny things called blood cells...Hehehehe..." He chuckled and looked at her "...understand? Blood cells? cells? Hehehehe..."

"yes, you should date the sink...and yes, the floor was being a meanie" The girl said, her voice sounded a little funny and Sadisuto cocked his head to one side before clapping his hands "...see, chair! I told you the sink should date me..." He said to the chair next to him but his expression quickly turned into a pained one as his lips curled into a frown "...no! don't look at me like that...we broke up! 5 minutes ago! 5!!! I don't love you...no more..." He turned his head and refused to look at the chair even if the chair he was talking to and the chair he had said that he broke up were two different chairs.

"Do you have a name? I'm Rusty, I'm new here..." The girl said and Sadisuto cocked his head to the other side before nodding thoughtfully "...oh...Rusty...I see...do you like rusty things?" He tapped his cheeks and said "...well...I think I'm called...Sadisuto Kunshu?" He answered, his reply came out more like a question than an actual answer and he turned to look at the chair "...right, chair? I'm Sadisuto Kunshu, right?" He laughed and patted the chair "...ah...I know...I love you, too my dear..." He looked at the girl again and asked "...why don't you sit with the others? I thought that the sinks like to sit with the other sinks and the chairs want to be with the other chairs? Why are you alone?" He giggled again before his eyes widenned and he asked "...are you on a date with the chair as well?"

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Abram sat quietly in his cell, staring at the wall for half an hour now. He didn't relies it but what else could he do to kill time. Looking down at his long fingernails that wear painted black, he put his nail on a previous scar from last week. Wondering how many more scars he had, since he was locked in her for killing and not telling the location on where his parents are. They were family for heavens sake, he wouldn't tell on family, even if they paid him money for it. Sighing as he stared back at the wall, forgetting what he was doing before thinking about his family. Oh well, he stood up and walked around the cell, it should be lunch time by now. He moved his long black cloak off his right shoulder, removing it off the top of his head, showing his blood red hair, his perfectly shaped eyebrows, and his ghostly light green eyes.

He sighed as it was finally time to go to the cafeteria. "Well, it's like we eat the same everyday." Talking to no one in particular as he sat down at a table, and started to eat. Wishing, his plate had a neck on it he lied his head on his hand, who was supported by his elbow. He tucked his hair behind his ears and continued eating. He was eating the way he liked, by himself, no one bothering him, just him and himself. He was surprised the voices didn't come, they usually came when he got those stupid injections, it wasn't like he was going to kill anyone. Well, not that he wouldn't want to kill anyone, he would to get at least a few gulps of blood. "This food is not helping." He said as he continued to eat his food.

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Rusty Collinson

Rusty juct chuckled slightly, her anger calming down ever so slightly watching him talking to the chair amused her slightly. Weird insane people always amused her.

"I'd rather not be with the others..." she muttered "being alone in a sense it better than being with other demons." she simply said and smirked slightly
"I don't date chairs..." she answered "I prefer living beings... or anything that has blood in ther veins, a heart or a brain." Rusty soon smirked and glanced at Sadisuto My injection might have worn off now... she thought making her smirk more.

"Sadisuto, do you like fire?" she asked him with a big smirk on her face as she soon glanced at her hand, clicking her fingers and a small blue flame rising from her index finger, she soon frowned strange... the flame is usually bigger... she thought again.

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Sadisuto Kunshu

"I don't date chairs...I prefer living beings... or anything that has blood in ther veins, a heart or a brain." The girl - Rusty said and Sadisuto gasped in horror "you...don't like the chair?..." He whispered, his eyes twinkled madly "...and you like the funny-looking red thingies, too..." He tapped his cheeks before saying out loud "Ah! I know where to find you a date...you should date with my knives...they always have the red thingies and I hear them talk sometimes..." He almost jumped up and down this time "...yeah! You should totally date the knives...They said they needed a playmate..." He looked at his bloody wrists and said mournfully "...and they said I wasn't good enough at being tortured...they hate me..." He wiped his eyes hastily and asked the girl, his voice fulled with hope "...but you will play with them, right?...so they will play with me again..." He leaned closer and continued, his voice was barely above a whisper "...the meanies took away all the sharp, pointed thingies so I have to play with my crown now..." He took off his crown and placed it on the table, revealing its bloody edges "...it's boring...really boring..."

"Sadisuto, do you like fire?" Rusty asked as Sadisuto was mumbling to himself "...I should be called Sadistic...it's more manly...why can't I be called Sadistic? I want to be called that way...I'm a prince~" He blinked and looked at the little flame. Touching it slightly so it could burn his fingers, Sadisuto giggled as he could feel the pain and the heat spread from his face, making his mouth twisted into a sadistic grin "...I think I like it...It causes funny feeling..." He laughed as blood began to drip from his fingers "...look, the hot, red, funny thingie wants to play with me, too..."

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Garath nodded as eh took a final drag on his cigarette.

"Do it."

He said as he exhaled the smoke into the room and put out the rest for the cigarette into the ashtray in front of him.

"I've been working on an excelerated formula for the serum. It would drastically boost its effectiveness but it has shown to increase one of the key side effects. The migraines the inmates complained of."

Garath knew his sister wouldn't mind about the side effect. If she could she'd have Garath poison them all just to be rid of them. That was not why they were here however, Garath needed them. He couldn't complete his work without them.

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#, as written by kathrin
Alex was in his cell when he decided to go to eat yo the cafeteria. He put his headphones and he got out from the call. On the hall was a guard. He was wandering when he will get the injection. He sighed and entered in the cafeteria. He walked to his table, where the others were like him. He sat and looked at his food. Horrible, like ussualy. Anyway he eat it and then he asked the others of his kind:
"." Are you ready for the injections? Because i'm sick of them. When we will be treated normaly?..." He didn' like the food, the cell, mr. Garath, and...oh, he didn't like anything from here.. That injections affected his mind and his powers. He needed to do something.

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Willow had been sitting there, when another human inmate appeared behind her. Willow quickly grabbed her food andgot up. The inmate took her seat. Willow's palms began to sweat as she looked for some place to sit. She spotted a new inmate along with Sadisuto. He terrified her but it was the only open seat.
"Maybe if you just sit at the end and act like you don't exist, they won't notice you," she bought to herself as she sat at the opposite end of the table. She ate quietly and studied both of them out of the corner of her eye. She smirked as the new inmate made a spark appear from her finger tip.

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Rusty Collinson

The flame then faded making ehr frown moe Damn she thought but then glanced to Sadisuto
"fine, i'll call you Sadistic if you want..." she muttered "and i don't date knives, i prefer if someone else dated them." she simply said "but, i could get them back for you somehow." she answered giving him a bit of hope then glanced at his crown
"it is a pretty crown you have on though..." she muttered "no wonder you have a crown on..." Rusty chuckled slightly "sir prince Sadistic..." she whispered with a smirk
"yes, fire could do better than just make people bleed..." she muttered to him looking around then closer to him "It can melt human skin and burn all evidence of anyone or thing you have killed..." she whispered with a slight purr "and best of all... it makes the blood hot... makes it boil, like a hot soup on a stove." she moved back and glanced around... the Vampyr table well one table only had one person on it, bright red hair no food on his plate, she cocked her head slightly staring at him Ooo hello? she thought to her self grinning slightly but then turned back around
"Sadisut- I mean Sadistic..." she muttered "do we get to go outside after food?" She asked him with a smirk "because i fancy causing some trouble."



Jane Gatenby

Jane smirked as she slowly got to her feet
"very good brother, hearing them complain makes me smile on the inside..." she muttered "will the guard be handling the new injections or shall I?" she purred slightly as she walked round the desk, her back straight with an elegant yet seductive walk.
"If some of your men can escort me down... saves me from getting attacked by the horrible things then we can get the injections sorted out." she asked him as she started to walk towards the door "then i'll get to see... Rusty" she growled ever so slightly
"I'll see you soon brother..." she muttere softly as she walked out closing the door quietly behind her.

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Carrie Tynan

She made her way to the cafeteria. As she walked, she was thinking about liquor. Some nice liquor to go with some human blood. Her short red dress cascading around her as she had two wine glasses, one red and one white. One filled to the top with some liquor, the other filled to the top with the sweet sweet blood of a human.

She opened the cafeteria doors. Ew. I don't want to eat this crap. She passed the area where the workers were dishing out slop and sat down at a table where there were a few different species eating with each other. Weird. I've never seen anything like this before. Then she saw him. He was muttering something about chairs and there was blood dripping from his wrist. She twitched in her seat. He was beautiful and he had beautiful blood. It was so sweet. It smelt like something she hadn't had in a long time. She licked her lips just thinking about how good it would taste. But she knew she could face serious punishment.

So she took her focus away from his wrist an she noticed that he had the most beautiful eyes, and he wore a crown. He reminds me like something of a prince. He was beautiful. She wanted to meet him, know him, talk to him. And as she stared at his luscious lips she noticed that he was talking about how he wanted to date knives or something of the sort. Insane people, you gotta love them.

She decided to partake in the conversations. "Well knives tend to be backstabbers. I went out with one once and heard that him and the fork had something going on." She flashed a smile. Then she noticed the demon. She seemed like a trouble maker, and Carrie loved trouble makers. "Hi, didn't mean to butt in. My name is Carrie." And with that she slumped back in her chair and chuckled to herself.

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