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Esamae Rivers

Something within me wants to treat them like they treat us...

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a character in “Subject 11”, as played by WoahItsKarlee19

Description

Her hair is a flowing, curly, glossy mess of gold beauty. Her mom had always adored it when she was alive. Also, her eyes are a electric blue, they tend to be sensitive to bright light. When she was born, she was always crying at every loud noise, and still, she hates it. Her mother had thought that she might be a bit Albino, but, Esamae wasn't really sure.
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Mutant Character sheet


Name: Subject 35
Nickname: Esamae, Emma, Em
Age: 10
Gender: Female
Born: Full
room: Floor 4 room 9
Kind/Race: Shape-shifter
Power: Shape shifting..
Power description: Shifting into A Wolf, Horse, Falcon, Mouse, Snake, and a German Shepard (Pup).
Partner: None
Special Item: None.
Weakness: Bright light, (Kind of albino) High pitched noises
Strong points: Not really any...Yet.
Personality: A bit timid, scared of the humans, but risky with trying to get out.
Fears: Humans, Loud noises, Lightning and Thunder, Fire.
Background story: Not really much of one, born and living here.
Other: None.

Animal(s) appearance(s): Wolf;
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Horse;
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Falcon;
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Mouse;
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Snake;
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German Shep.;
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Personality

Esamae(Name given by mother, but called Subject 35 by Scientists and Humans.) Is definitely a timid girl. She never does anything bad, and does everything she needs to so the humans don't give her or her family trouble. She tends to stumble on her words, due to not attending school, But other then that shes a very smart girl. The only way she would back talk, or not do what she was told, was if she thought the people she loved were in trouble, even then, she might not. But she definitely has a soft heart for animals, and being one herself sometimes, she understands their feelings. If she sees the scientists hurting someone, she yearns that she had the courage to help. but she doesn't.

Equipment

Esamae always wears a silver necklace which is shaped like a butterfly. Her mother had left it for her when she knew the scientists were going to do a deathly test on her. She didn't tell Esamae directly, but she had left the necklace, and when she picked it up, she instantly got the message. This kind of freaked Esamae out, but she never really knew if it was just her mom who had left the message within the object, or if she had a small amount of being Psychic. Her shape-shifting abilities really help her with getting away, and being unoticed, though. Especially her Mouse form.

History

Esamae was born here, being the 7th Generation of her family. Being shy, she always had her Mother to defend her, but when the Scientists brought her Mom into a lab to do a deathly test, it took its tole. She became another wasted experiment. Esamae really didn't know how to feel, other then alone. She was 10 when this happened, and 14 now, and still, she doesn't feel any less lonely.

So begins...

Esamae Rivers's Story

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Esamae covered her mouth, yawning softly as she gazed quietly upon the Mutant Gathering Room. She stared as another 'Subject' entered the room, 80, as she heard. Continuing to watch him edge past a sleeping girl, then finding his own spot upon the floor.

"I guess I should try, huh, Mother?" Esamae's eyes traveled upward, as if to look up to where she hoped her mother had settled down after death. Though, she secretly knew that all this would lead anyone who passed on, to Hell.

Rising from her position on the ground, she quietly edged towards Subject 80, biting her lip nervously. Once she was about five feet from him, Esamae stared for a moment, unsure of how to greet him. Scuffing the tip of her left shoe on the ground, she looked down at her hands, crossing them over each other. Once she opened her mouth to just say Hello, her vocal cords decided to do nothing but give a quiet squeak. Esamae's cheeks flushed a bright pink almost directly after. It taking her a few second to regain her courage to speak, she cleared her throat quietly, placing a hand over her mouth as she did so.

"Um..I'm really sorry..I'm Esam-...Um, I mean..Um...Subject...Thirty-five?" Esamae murmured the number almost silently, as if she wasn't sure on the number she was assigned originally.

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Subject 80 didn't even as much as glance up at the girl, it wasn't that he didn't hear here speak to him, he didn't care that she had. Though, to him, it was odd for someone to speak to him other than guards who would threaten him daily. A growl came from him, it was irritating, he wanted to sit in his spot with no interactions. Slowly he stood up from his current sitting position on the floor, towering over the young girl as he did most others.

"What makes you think I care who you are?" he questioned the young girl, his eyes glaring at her intenstly. Subject 80 stood there waiting for an answer, yet knowing he didn't care whether the girl answered his question or now. The man could feel another looking at him, though they quickly looked away, and growled again in anger.

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Esamae let out a squeal, stumbling backwards a few steps before blinking at the man as he stood upon her, a good number feet larger. Her eyes were wide in fear, but she kept his gaze the best she could. Her fingertips tapped against the sides of her thighs as he questioned her, but she didn't answer the question directly just yet.

"You know...Growling at people isn't very nice..." She squeaked "M..Mother said so..." The last three words were quieter then the first, showing she was sensitive on the subject of her Mother. Her eyes finally dropped back down to the ground, staring at the dangerously large mans bare feet. Her brows furrowed at them for a moment, before nodding in understanding on why he didn't wear shoes. Esamae looked back up at him through a curl of hair, her pupils dilating for a moment before going back to normal. Her chest rose and fell again with a soundless sigh, closing her eyes for a second before opening them once again. A slight, timid smile tugged at the corner of her lips as she looked at the feline-similar pattern on his face. Esamae thought of bringing up the subject of having a interest of large cats, but, she kept quiet about it.

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Subject 80 scoffed as he shoved his hands down into his pockets, his thumbs sitting out them. He continued to look down at her for he didn't have too much of a choice at it, he was much taller than the girl. "I don't care whether or not I'm nice," he said to her in a deep, unfriendly tone, "being nice isn't what I'm here to do." The man's gaze then lead down to the ground, even though she was still in his line of sight. He notiched her looking at his feet, which as usuall were bare and uncontained by shoes. It was the way he liked it though, shoeless, it was better for his feet rather than being cooped up in the confining space of a shoe. He looked up at the ceiling before leaning back against the wall, his hands still in the comfort of his pockets. The girl still stood infront of him, he wanted her to leave his presense so he could go back to being alone, but there she stood, unmoved.

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Frowning at the sudden action, she gazed at the girls yelling at Subject 80, completely confused in how they could stand up to him. Or, Anybody, for that fact. Esamae stood there silently for a long moment, letting the one girl, Elizbeth, as she thought, finish her lecture, before stepping one foot closer to Subject 80. Turning on her heel to face Caylx and Elizabeth, she pouted her bottom lip.

"Leave Mr..." Her brows narrowed in thought, remembering she wasn't so sure on his name, "Mr..Grr man alone!" Esamae gave a soft nod in approval of the name she had chosen for the man behind her. She suddenly realized she had shouted, and gave another quiet squeak as she had before, returning her gaze to the ground.

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"Elizabeth some people you just can't change." Dorian said reaching down to grab his sister's hand and pull her away. Elizabeth snatched her hand away. "Nii-chan no one has ever been there for him!" she protested. Dorian stopped and looked into his sister's eyes there was no stopping her now she'd made up her mind. Dorian let go and threw his hands up "Very well.." he said walking away taking his father's book from Elizabeth and walking over to a table. Elizabeth turned back around to face Subject 80. "If you don't help others how can you expect them to help you when you need them to? You may think you don't need anyone by your side but that's not true. I'll prove it to you! From now on you have me." she said staring up at him total seriousness in her voice. "Onii-chan...you don't need to look after me. Thank you for your help and I hope we can play some time soon." Elizabeth said to Subject 369. "Mr.Grr I like that! You're nice! We should play some time!" she said with a childish smile up to Esamae.

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Esamae exhaled heavily, realizing she was standing there with a blank expression on her face. Trying to get her thoughts running once again, her eyes fluttered along all of the objects around the room. Empty, really. Of objects, that is. There were sure enough Mutants around though. It was a little weird to Esamae to call them Mutants, being one herself. She thought of herself, and everyone crammed in this room, as a person. But everyone outside these walls, didn't. Sadly.

Running her fingers through her hair, Esamae took a step forward in the direction of the door. Her entire focus settling upon it, she glared. Not at the door, but, the people she knew that were standing behind it. Waiting for an opportunity to strike. Again. Silently walking over to the door, she stood there for a moment, blinking at the door.

She ran her fingertips along the cold canvas of it, and gave it a hard kick with her right foot. Waiting another long moment, she kicked it again. And again, and again. Once she kicked it a few times, she got harder and quicker with the motion, slowing after a while to suck in a breath.

"Let..Me..Out!" She basically screamed at it, but not like a regular scream. More of a scared one. Once she yelled at it, she slowly slid down onto her knees, then sat. Soundlessly letting her head fall on the door, her eyes began to water. "Please..."

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Esamae was easily pushed aside by the opening door, her light weight standing no chance from the bulky men pushing it open. Kicking at it every time it opened, she didn't make a peep, just beat up the poor door the best she could. She wasn't close to making a dent in it, but, she tried. She punched it once, but yelped and pulled her hand back into her lap, cradling it like baby. Esamae spat a bit, but shrugged it off and went back to kicking at the door. She noticed that it had opened a lot, Mutant after Mutants disappearing. Some coming back, but only a small percent.

She wondered what happened to them...She had never been tested on, other then at birth and for check ups and things like so. Those didn't really hurt, though. They never had a reason to hurt her, actually. And she was surprised they didn't.

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Esamae's chest heaved up and down in a violent manner, beads of sweat forming on her now soaked forehead. She lied on her back, her body sprawled across the cool floor, simply hyperventilating there. After sitting there for at least forty minutes, she groaned and rolled onto her side, giving the door another kick of frustration.
"I know you can hear me..." She mumbled, kicking the door for about the Fiftieth time.

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Esamae sat next to the door, her eyes to starting to droop every other moment. Making a soft grunt as darkness engulfed her sight for a second, she opened her eyes back up and started blinking at the blurry image in front of her. Once she had blinked, her sight regained itself, and she looked around, exhaling.

She began to tap and fidget her feet, swaying her head as if she had been listening to a slow song. Her vocal cords vibrated in her throat as she hummed a simple melody of a lullaby. When the door would open and close, Esamae didn't move. Just stared. Wishing she would get the guts to actually do more then kick it. Though, she knew that she never would. Today, she'd talked to new people, yelled for the pretty much first time, got up from her corner, and started to beat up a door. Pretty good progress.

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Esamae sat through the whole 'Test' Dr. Mayu had given to Subject 84 and 89. Her face stayed emotionless as the screams echoed through the speakers above her. After the screams had dulled, Dr Mayu gave a cheer-filled goodbye and the speaker clicked off. Esamae remained silent. After a while, she began to strain her ears, soundlessly listening to a conversation a few Subjects were having with each other. Something about cutting the power off, and killing.

Esamae got up from her position next to the door, and quietly walked over to the few that were talking. Crossing her arms and giving the best glare that she could accomplish, she looked at what seemed to be the leader of the conversation. He was just folding a large piece of paper back into his pocket as she did.

"Excuse me..." She whispered "I know you don't like Dr. Mayu and all the humans, but killing isn't a answer...." Esamae bit her lip, her eyes growing slightly scared as she murmured "And cutting off the lights means darkness..And...I don't like the dark...Its..scary." She whispered almost silently, seeming more of herself. Her eyebrows were narrowed in the slightest bit, giving her face a timid look to it. Her eyes soon softened, looking more childish then she had when she first walked over. Be strong, Esamae, come on... She thought to herself, but her face didn't harden at all. The same scared look was simply glued to her face now, as she realized the reality of the situation. They wouldn't stop just because a ten-year-old had told them to.

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She looked up at Dorian, who started speaking to her, and ending by asking her to leave. She shook her head. Esamae raised a hand up, holding her pointer finger into the air, looking back at the man "One; Killing don't solve things..." She raised her middle finger next to the first one, "Two; They always win. Mother says so." She nodded in agreement and stuck out her bottom lip in a pout. Her hand rose a bit more to grip the necklace that lied loosely around her neck. The shape of a detailed butterfly hung from it.

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Esamae tried not to flinch at Dorian's yelling, but didn't to a very good job. Her eyes seemed to grow in anger, as his did. "Mother doesn't lie!" She squeaked at him, disbelief and terror in her voice. The thought of anyone saying her Mother was wrong, almost brought her to tears.

"She might not be here...But...But..." Her words began to stumble over each other, her eyes glistening in the tears the began to form in them. "But that doesn't mean you can dis her and say shes wrong like that, MISTER!" She said the last word, she screamed more then talked in frustration at the fact that they could even think her mother was wrong.

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"UGH!" Esamae grunted in frustration once again, ignoring to apologetic words Dorian had said. Wishing she had somewhere to run away to, she pushed herself past the hugging Caylx and Elizabeth, then Subject 31. Once she found herself near a corner again, she plopped down in it. Exhaling heavily, she let the tears spill over her eyes. A few tricked down her cheeks, and dropped onto the collar of her shirt. Esamae didn't bother to stop them, she just let them fall. Soundlessly, yet again.

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Esamae picked herself up from off the ground and walked over to Dorian and Caylx. Her emotion was in between scared and excited as she cleared her throat. "I want to help...Not with the killing part, But, the helping everyone escape..I have a mouse form, and a snake form...Those both can fit in some small places, and fit under doors..I could go under the doors of everyone in their rooms, shift back into human, and tell everyone whats going on?...The camera's are kind of a problem, but, I could be in and out quick..."

Esamae didn't seem the slightest bit worried of getting caught now, but she didn't want anything to do with the killing. Looking back and forth from Caylx and Dorian, she spoke one more time before they could reply. "I have a few other ideas, too, if you want.."

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Esamae gave a quick nod, smiling. "I'll do that first." She chimed, seeing that he was glad to have her help. She rolled on her feet, from her heels to her tip-toes. "I have a Wolf, Horse, Mouse, Snake, and German Shepard form...I was thinking that I could use the German Shepard form to trick some guards into thinking I was a Guard Dog? I've heard some dogs on my level, and I'm pretty sure they have some...Not completely sure, though." She murmured the last four words, biting at the inside of her cheek in thought.

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Esamae skipped over to Carcino, smiling brightly "So, Me and Dorian came up with an idea. Because the guards will probably get to the back-up Generator in a few minutes, I'm going to go out in my mouse form, and chew out the main wire. Then once I've done that, I'll go to my room, get the two Skeleton Keys', and Unlock every door I can, explain to them whats happening, and send them down to someone who will help them out. " She squealed in excitement, bouncing slightly as the adrenalin rushed through her veins.

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Nodding to BZ, she flashed him a bright smile before looking around. "I'm gonna go snach a few keys for you guys..I'll give them to you somehow..." Before anyone could reply, her body began to quiver. Beneath her skin, pops and groans could be heard. In the time that it would take a normal person to blink, Esamae was only a heap of cloths from the perspective of everyone in the room. Once a small, golden tinted rodent squirmed out from the sleeve of her shirt, Esamae, now in mouse form, raised onto her hind legs, blinking her eyes at everyone in front of her.

Dropping back down to all fours, she scurried to the door. With no problem, she shimmied her body underneath the door, simply disappearing.

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Esamae suddenly came barreling around the corner, being in her German Shepard form, holding a loop of keys in her maw. She skidded to a direct halt right in front of the first scanner, tilting her head to the side with a goofy-dog smile. Her tail swayed back and forth happily as she waited for them to come through, ready to give the keys to anyone who was helping other Subjects escape.

Twirling in two circles excitedly, she refrained herself from barking, knowing that would attract un-needed attention. Esamae kneeded the floor with her claws in a almost cat-like way, wiggling her whole body, clearly unable to be calm at the moment.

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Esamae bared her cainine teeth at the guards facing them from a somewhat long distance. Her figure shown a German Shepard, but she had a creamy tinted coat. Not really golden, or blonde, but creamy. Clearly being long haired, she had been getting heated up from all of the running and adrenalin. None of it had burned off, though, ever sense she had done all she had. She had personally always liked this form the best, but she could never use it.

On the other side, with the guards, she noticed a few dogs. German Shepard, mostly. Pure breeds, it looked. Brown and black coats. She would most likely be facing them, and she would hate to have to kill them. She loved dogs. Any animals, actually. She was always glad that she had been a shape-shifter, because of that.