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Giselle Hart

A victim of a kidnapping, recently brought back to Gadget, on a rough path to recovery. Induced schizophrenia is difficult to remedy.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Moonscar

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A ragtag group of hoverbikers from a world decimated by radiation and disease. They have come to Wing City by a fortunate mishap, and now seek salvation on Terra.
Registered citizen of the Terran National Government

Description

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Giselle, once a bright, vibrant girl with long red hair and stunning eyes, has now become a mere ghost of what she used to be. Her skin, before a dark tan, has turned to a sickly pallid that almost seems translucent. Her hair, which in the past was thick and long and natural, has become a shocking, unattractive red, too much in contrast with her skin. It has also thinned out, and clings closely to her head. Even her eyes; how cheerful and lovely they were.

Now swimming with fear, bitterness, and malice.

Age: 22
Birth Date: February 9th

Species: Human
Race: Caucasian

Nationality: Terran
Place of Birth: Alternate Earth, New York Haven
Current Residence: Wing City

Eye Color: Green

Height: 5'6"
Weight: 113 lbs

Position: Former Combatant
Hoverbike:

Equipment:

  1. The cuffs on her hands, made of hard metal, with programming and gears that are visible underneath the bits of plastic on the devices. On the backs of them are broad screens with many graphs and charts that constantly flux and change. On the other side of the cuffs, that lead to the inside of her wrists, are small tube-like holes that dig into her wrists and lead to a vein. They are access tubes for needles, when the small A.I that follow her need to inject her with drugs when the haunting of her torture bother her.

  2. The aforementioned A.I that follow her. They are hovering spherical machines with three bright optics and many little mechanics, one of which are the needles that they can deploy to flood Giselle's veins with .

  3. The shock collar. In a time that the serum might fail, this is used so that Giselle cannot come to harm another person in her sudden bursts of insanity. This is a last resort, as such harsh treatment causes her to shrink back into the days of her torture.

So begins...

Giselle Hart's Story

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A new face came into Gambits that day.
It wasn't a very pretty face, though one can't say it wasn't horribly ugly. More...unpleasant, than ugly. It wasn't disfigured, or burnt, or scarred...but the paleness of her skin gave her a sickly appearance. It was the same with her eyes. They were lifeless, as if the light within them had been torn asunder.

She opened the door slowly, as if her arms were almost too weak to carry the weight. It was almost true, too. Onto her wrists were metal cuffs, the back with a screen showing charts and diagrams constantly moving, and the inside with a small hole that lead to a tube. On her neck was another metal device. A small light on it's side blinked blue.
Accompanying the frail woman were three floating metal spheres with three small optics. They were A.I, similar to Wings, but used for entirely different purposes.

Slowly, hesitantly, Giselle entered the stage of Gambits.

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Step after step, little baby ones, she took, and they slowly turned into normal strides as Giselle felt her courage return. It was only a tiny bit, but it was enough. She didn't know what to expect of this place. Grennel had told her she needed to get away from the ruckus of Gadget for a while...away from the lab.
Though...she liked the lab. Very much. The sleep pods were comfortable, and made her float in a land of bliss.
But...if she was in there too long, she started to itch. So exploring Wing City was the next best thing.

Tora had told her to come to Gambits. It was a bar, so it was a great place to hang out. Or so Tora had said.
But then again...she needed to be wary of Tora. And Grennel. They had tried to kill her, didn't they? Yes! Yes! They were always out to get her! Always behind her ba-

One of the small, hovering A.I attached itself to Giselle's wrist, injecting her with a light sedative. Her heartbeat monitors were starting to act up. She was going crazy again.
Almost instantly did Giselle relax, and her eyes dilated, then returned to normal.

Again, more slowly than before, did the red-haired woman sit herself in a booth.

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Giselle looked over to Pineapple for a moment. She knew she had eyes on her! She could feel it...all the time! It was just a matter of finding who was looking.
Though, Giselle couldn't get riled up over it. Not just yet, with the sedatives running through her veins, relaxing her, making her slouch back onto her seat like a ragdoll. Even light sedatives had that effect on her.

The floating sphere's hovered above her head, slightly bigger than a fist, they were. One even had a screen on it. It was used to explain Giselle to strangers.
She needed it badly.

The red-heads gaze lingered onto Pineapple and Henry, pupils dancing in her head. It was hard to keep focus. Even when they stood out that much...

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It was a continuous exchange of stares. Though Giselle had a hard time concentrating, her eyes would wonder over to concentrate on him for all of...three seconds before wandering again.
However, this did not deter her from trying! She was determined to get her attention span back!

Though, the same couldn't be said for one of the spherical A.I's that accompanied her. The one with a full sedative pack seemed to inquire at the other A.I, and floated over a bit to inspect it. It made a slight whirring sound.

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The round A.I had no need to spin around to keep it's optics on Wings. It had three of them, positioned all around it's body. It merely shifted the optics to get a better look at Wings. "Hovering Medical Unit. Greetings," it responded, it's own voice nasal, robotic, and feminine.

Giselle turned her head to look at the dragonman curiously. The sedatives were slowly waring off, and her focus was becoming sharper. "Hello," she said to him, words slightly slurred. Oh, why did she come to a bar when she was constantly drunk, anyway?
Oh, right. Human interaction outside of Gadget. "You're quite colorful." She told him.

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"Indeed. I monitor the organic being Giselle. She was subject to cruel torture and brainwashing. I am one of three that provide sedatives," it explained smoothly. The other two A.I hovered closely to Giselle. They knew their place. They knew she could go off at any time.
"And you?" Asked the HMU.

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Giselle Hart managed a little giggle, the edges of her mouth turning up. One of the A.I monitored this. Now, this was different! It had been a long, long time since Giselle had displayed any happiness that didn't have to do with being hazy. "Thank you," Giselle told Pineapple.
"I'm...Giselle. You?"

The HMU spun once, beginning to fly around Wings, as well. The only companions the HMU ever really had was with the other two. And they didn't talk much. "Friend? That is interesting. Have your humans imbued you with technology that gives you emotions?"
The HMU didn't have real 'emotions' itself, but it was curious. It was something all too hard to explain.

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"Greetings, Henry," the HMU said, zooming in close to Henry with no regard to personal space. This was all because Giselle would sometimes grab it and hug it closely to herself. Learning from this, it decided that personal space did not exist. However much Tommy would protest. "This is your friend?" Asked the A.I.

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Giselle looked at Pineapple with widened eyes. "This is my first time. I came to Wing City yesterday," she told the dragon, wondering if this animal was a robot or a figment of her imagination.
"Are you real? I don't know how much medicine the HMU gave me. Sometimes they give me a lot. And I see things like you. But they don't look as nice."
Obviously, Giselle's mind wasn't all together. It wouldn't be, either. Not for a long time.
"Food?"
She was going to say she was scheduled to eat in an hour and a half, if she hadn't already, but then she remembered the tasteless paste that they served the mental patients.
She nodded hastily. "Yes, food sounds...good, actually. Do I have to pay?"

The HMU spun once, inquiring closer before drawing away. "A friend of the patient calls me...Hummer. Others call me 'Toy'. I do not have a designated name. Should I have one?" It asked.

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It was almost like Hummer was jealous. Not quite, as it could not feel (though it's makers were working on it) but there it did look like it had some type of longing as the child laughed. "Hummer, then," it said, making a slight humming sound in response. This was the reason for the nickname in the first place.
"And you are used to...play?" It inquired once more. Always, with the A.I, questions. Always.

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"Everything? That's a...very broad menu," said Giselle, managing to sit up, though with such an effort to pick her head up in the first place, the momentum nearly caused her to bash her head on the table. One of the A.I's caught her hair and drew her head back up just before she managed to do so.
"S-sorry..." She mumbled, shaking her head. One of the more informative A.I's hovered to Pineapple and opened up a holographic screen. The image of a woman with slicked back hair appeared, dressed modestly. "Forgive anything that has to do with Giselle, kind person. She's a bit unstable. Do not worry, however. These robots will stop her from being destructive. She's on her way to recovery."
The woman sat there, staring with the fakest of smiles at Pineapple. "Do you have questions?"
It looked recorded.

Giselle looked over the menu, trying to think of something she'd want to eat.
"Taco's...maybe?"

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The screen blinked, became fuzzy, then reloaded. The woman was the same as before.
"It was not us who made her unstable. A religious cult from our world had kidnapped her and tried to turn her into a follower. They succeeded, but not in keeping her away from us. She has been rescued."
The screen reloaded again.
"Questions?" Said the recording. Though, it was obvious not all of it was recorded- there were times when the woman in the video seemed a tad bit unreal. Slightly cartoony.

"It's on...here?" She asked. Her mouth watered at the thought of Tacos. It had been quite a while...what, four years now? Four years of tasteless paste.
However, her thoughts were taken away when she saw Pineapple's claws. This brought back the memory of being strapped into a chair and being forced to watch extremely disturbing events on TV screens.
The heartbeat monitor let out a beep as her eyes widened, and one of the A.I swooped down and attached itself to the cuff, flooding her system with sedatives once more. Her head came to rest on the top of the menu's screen.

"Again, forgive her. It is not her fault."

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Giselle swooned for a bit, lifted her heavy head to look at Pineapple, letting out muffled giggles and blinking her eyes slowly. Without saying a word, she reached out a shaking hand to lay it onto the dragons back or shoulder area. Whatever she could reach. Should she manage this, she would start petting him, the only thought in her head being how smooth the feathers were. It reminded her of the bedding in her pod.

The A.I's were about to intervene, but hesitated, for some reason. Usually, with that much sedative, she wouldn't do anything but fall onto the floor and weep pitifully.
The camera A.I monitored closely, sending data back to Gadget.

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Of course, being drugged up, Giselle didn't pick up on the embarrassment. She kept patting the back of his shoulder as she laid her head onto the table.
Then, her hand dropped, and her eyes began to swim again. "S'not like that," she mumbled, her lips parting as she stared into space.
"S'not like that at all."

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There was a long pause as Giselle closed her eyes, her brain trying to process what it actually was. She'd lost it somewhere.
What was it she'd lost, again? She didn't quite remember. It would even seem that she'd fallen asleep.

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Though, she really wasn't. Her eyelids groggily opened, heavy red lids flickering. "I don't...know. Is...that food? That...that's..." She had difficulty speaking. "Meat...flavor..."

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Again.
Again, did the frail, pale girl meander into Gambits, feet covered only in thin slippers. Her wrists were covered by metal cuffs, screens splayed on the back that measured her heart beat and a plethora of other vital signs. Her large red eyes surveyed the bar, matching perfectly with the vivid color of her hair, the tips barely touching her slim, pallid shoulders.
Upon her neck was the metal shock collar, two lights upon the side blinking green.

As she advanced further, three small metal spheres floated in behind her, softly humming as they monitored Giselle.

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Catching the sight of those bright feathers, Giselle turned her head to run her eyes over the brightly colored form of the speaking lizard thing. Pineapple. She greeted him with a smile as she hugged her arms with her hands, hiding the insides where the tubes that lead into her veins lay. "Yes. The doctors said this place is good for me. They liked the data recorded...but I barely remember what happened after the food. Do you remember?"
The truth was that she'd gotten such a heavy dose after an attack that she'd fallen right to sleep, and the A.I bots had to bring her out and to the base.

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For a moment, Giselle closed her eyes, remembering the vast amount of flavors she'd tasted in the taco. It was juicy...and sour and cheesy! All at the same time!
She hummed in remembrance.
To answer his second question, she lifted her chin in thought.
"I don't know...they ushered me out before I could ask more questions," she told him, barely managing to pull up a chair and plant her backside in it. "But...I think...they did. Since they're letting me come back."
She gave him another smile as she reached out a hand toward him, to pat his head.

The A.I that was snorted at toppled backwards in a mid-air somersault, beeping furiously as it regained it bearings.

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The smallest of chortles, if such a thing were possible, came from her throat, Giselle smiling so widely almost all her teeth were showing. Her teeth were white, neatly aligned with the exception of two small metal braces at the back, holding together two molars.
She bent her fingers to scratch lightly at his snout, and then slightly more vigorously as her hands slid into his fingers. However hard she tried, however, Giselle couldn't manage an intensely vigorous scratch. She was far too weak.

The A.I's floated around both figures, beeping and humming in what could only be taken as an inquisitive way.

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The A.I twirled about, sending out a series of beeps meant to replace language more colorful than all of the dragons feathers. The other hovering metal sphere was screening this, and the doctors back at the base rolled back into their chairs, laughing.
"It's so..." She searched for a word to describe the feeling of his skin. "...smooth? And buttery." She decided, turning her head to the side.
She put her fingers between her knees as the dragon retreated, seeing as his eyes were on the chicken.
When Jewby gave her his hello, she inclined her head and nodded in greeting. It was a shy gesture. One she only showed to other humans. Pineapple was an exception because he wasn't human.

Suddenly, a thought came to her.
"Butter," she said, flexing her fingers. "What kind of things do you cook with butter?" She asked.

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At the sight of the trowel, Giselle was uneasy. The heartbeat meters quickened just a squick, and the HMU's hovered in close to her bracelets.
However, Giselle closed her eyes and turned toward one of the screens. "I thought Wing City worked in credits..." she murmured, trying to find something to eat. The doctors at Gadget paid for anything she wanted, so she could order anything she wanted.
"Something with butter..."
Hummer, one of the HMU's, zoomed close to the girl and opened up one of the holographic windows on it's topside. One of the doctors was on it, live-time.
"Hello, Giselle. Doing well?"
Giselle nodded absently.
"You wanted something with butter, didn't you?" The doctor said.
Giselle nodded again, more vigorously this time.
"...how about pasta? Wouldn't you like that?"
The girl clicked the button before the words were out of the doctors mouth.

The hologram closed, and Giselle tried to block out the sounds of Elian, the officer, and Pineapple's little disagreement.

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The tail upon her shoulder to calm her worked well enough, and so did the buttery smell of food that wafted in the air.
Pasta.
It would do the girl some good if she was able to eat.
However, when Mjr. General Had-Medeen came inside, Giselle turned, and caught sight of the rifle. As if on command, Giselle clapped her hands around her ears and drew up her knees, hiding her head onto them.
The HMU's zoomed in close, one attaching onto the back of her bracelets. The heartbeat monitor increased, began to beep, but did not peak.

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The recording A.I, which some referred to as Cam (for obvious reasons) made sure to back up and watch the events going on.
Now, this was different, as well. At the sight of a gun, it was usual for Giselle to need sedatives right away to calm her down, but now...she was fighting it. She managed to distract herself, even if the reaction was fearful.

"The guns...the guns..." She murmured. "They tried to...to shoot me...Grennel...Grennel! Everyone! They're trying to shoot me! They want to kill me!" She said, voice elevated, but as Pineapple came close, her the monitor began to slow.
At his words, her breathing became raspy, but she was no longer shouting.
"Don't...it's not like that..."

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Giselle Hart swept her hair back with her hands, fingers knotting into the red mass before freeing themselves and dropping beside the seat.
"It's not like...it was...it was..." She seemed to have a hard time letting it out, stuttering and sobbing interrupting as she fought for control.
Another monitor, one that was attached to the workings on a part of her brain, began to beep, and peaked. One of the HMU's flew down and injected the sedative into her wrist device, flooding her veins with a mild dose before she could even finish.
She let out a sigh, then leaned up against a touch-screen monitor. An eye rolled over to veer at Pineapple, but rolled back as she closed her eyes, a small sigh coming from her lips.

"Amazing. Good colorful animal, I do believe something about you may help us with a breakthrough," came a voice out of one of the A.I's.