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Ruby Eclipse

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

Description

Name: Ruby
Race: Human
Sex: Female
Age: 15
Height: 5'
Weight: 80 pounds(underweight)
Ability: Psychic

So begins...

Ruby Eclipse's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Vallen Slava Character Portrait: Tetri Plume Character Portrait: Tetri Plume. Character Portrait: Casper V. Character Portrait: Schuyler Character Portrait: Jay S. King Character Portrait: Ruby Eclipse

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#, as written by Nevan
The Scientific Institute of Higher Learning

Or Sihl, as it was colloquially known, was a small, privately funded space-station constructed in a region of dead-space in the Orion Spur. It had no obvious military or strategic value and simply appeared to be some form of scientific facility that wanted to be kept out of the way of any official government involvement as much as possible. Legally, it was an institution focused around the care and continued study of a series of mental patients who had exhibited especially disturbing behaviour; higher learning referred to the tireless efforts of scientists and students alike to map and understand the nature of the mind and how it related to the 'paranormal' aspects of sapient behaviour - such as psychosis.

In reality, the 'patients' were not 'insane', but rather subjects who were gifted in the psychic arts. Demonstrating extraordinary mental abilities, these subjects were kept locked away where scientists had free reign to study their power without interruption or constant threat of legal ramification. It was a perfect setup; troublesome children and dangerous adults were removed from society and kept safe, while scientists had the opportunity to explore the psychic mind like never before. The downsides? Mistreatment, border-line physical and emotional torture, extreme stress for patients and what was essentially imprisonment.

Most didn't want to be there. But they couldn't leave.

The inside of the station had been modelled after early 19th century architecture. Large, sprawling ballrooms, dinner-halls, oak-furnished bedrooms and sitting areas all connected by hallways decorated by fantastic renaissance artwork. The modern scientific laboratories, testing facilities, staff-quarters, maintenance shafts, elevators and docks all existed behind locked doors, where strict security protocols and armed guards kept watch without the subjects barely knowing they were even there.

It was a prison designed not only to trap their bodies, but their minds. Many of them would barely recognize they were even in a space station - what with fake windows and highly sophisticated simulations of outside views keeping their fantasies alive.

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It was a bright, sunny evening. At least, from what the subjects could tell inside their mansion prison. Children, teenagers, adults; most were docile and drugged and all had a metal collar around their necks, ready to apply a dose of electricity to keep any no-gooders in check at the wish of a single, smartly-dressed doctor or staff member who were kept on site.

The dining hall's long table had enough spaces for fifty chairs running down each side, with one more on the end for the Director. A white cloth had been thrown over it, and a mouth-watering feast lined the middle, with lit candles, fine cutlery and plates laid out for each subject. "Come in, my friends," the elderly man urged, a crooked yellow smile gleaming at them as they were all led in to take a seat at their tables. "We have a fine dinner prepared this evening, as you can see. How have your days been? Well, I presume? Come now, friends, speak up!"

The bell to signal the beginning of the meal didn't ring until after the Director placed some of the delicious food on his plate, then began to tuck in.

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"Hold still!" Yelled the Doctor. Vallen struggled, growling through his teeth as he stumbled around the shuttle, and headbutting one of the nurses in his face before two armed men stepped in to hold his arms behind his back and subdue him.

"Subject 52, you would do well to remember that we respond to violence, and threats of violence, with extreme prejudice!"

"Go blow yourself, asshole!" Yelled Vallen, before he felt the needle in his neck. The liquid concoction began to fill his bloodstream, and as he peered out of the shuttle window he could see the hangar of the station fast approaching. They would land within seconds.

"You better not let me down," he murmured under his breath, before sleep overcame him.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Vallen Slava Character Portrait: Tetri Plume Character Portrait: Tetri Plume. Character Portrait: Casper V. Character Portrait: Schuyler Character Portrait: Jay S. King Character Portrait: Ruby Eclipse

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Scientific Institute of Higher Learning: Lab 13

Most subjects, or "patients" as the Doctors sometimes called them, probably in some sad attempt to morally justify what they were doing, would be in the dining hall right about now. But Casper had been taken for "Ability Development and Diagnostic Study", or ADDS. Basically, they wanted to learn how his powers worked, and if they could enhance it to suit their needs. He could create tools, weapons, and an assortment of things out of pure energy that he drains from things. What they were trying to do was develop his power forcibly in a way that made it so he could create things out of pure energy but not made of pure energy. Something that would last.

And so, their recent attempt involved a new procedure. Casper was strapped to a chair, and there were at least seven different needles jabbed into him to give him a sedative. His powers only worked if he was conscious and aware, so they couldn't drug him or anything during the experiments. They thought that maybe, if they tried giving him more....traditional psionic abilities, it would bridge the gap and allow them, or at least him and therefore them via the collars and other safety features they put in, to control his gifts.

One of the scientists in the observation room brought in a briefcase holding three full vials of a red liquid drug, and one empty vial. "Is that everything? Are we ready to proceed?" one of the scientists said to the other. "I thought the Director was supposed to observe this".

"You know him, he has to keep up appearances. Now, is the drug in place?"

"Yeah. Do we really have to keep the patient awake though?"

"His powers only work when he is conscious and mostly aware. We cant drug him unconscious or even dull him for this part".

"Isnt this drug known to cause spasming when people take it? And who is to say it will give him a power that wont give us a bridge?"

"We closely examined the drug, and spliced out the key genetic sequences. Yeah, thats right. Genetic sequences. Whoever made this drug, used someone's blood to do it. Over 100 inactive powers in his code. Anyways, shall we begin?"

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Casper was trying to break free of the restraints. Which is why he wasn't pulling on them repeatedly. That would just get him shocked, and sort of futile. Plus, he could barely move anyways, probably to make sure none of their eight needles full of sedative got knocked out.

That is when he felt something get injected into him. He felt weird, and his chest started beating louder it felt like. Then, he wasn't quite sure why, but he started shaking unontrollably. In the room around him, four guards held tranquilizer guns. The scientists were under the impression he might be able to drain all the energy from his collar, and to be fair they were right. BUt they wouldn't take any serious action on that until they knew for certain, and he still had some bleak minor hope one day he would escape.

But for now, his actions mainly consisted of screaming and spasming as the drug took effect.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Vallen Slava Character Portrait: Tetri Plume Character Portrait: Tetri Plume. Character Portrait: Casper V. Character Portrait: Jay S. King Character Portrait: Ruby Eclipse Character Portrait: Alyssa Callahan

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#, as written by Faithy
][OOC: Changed my character. Mostly the name and fixed up the profile. :P][

Sitting at a table with six other individuals, Alyssa attempted to focus on eating the slob the cooks passed off as food. It was revolting, but her stomach was betraying her by growling constantly. Sure, it looked good, but after everything they had done to her, the thought of eating something cooked by them pissed her off. Finally giving in, the red-haired female picked up the utensil and scooped up what was either oatmeal or mashed potatoes. Staring at it in slight irritation, the lithe teenager finally took a bite. Forcing herself to swallow, she felt her body shuddering slightly. Her already stick figure frame was slendering down even more and if it wasn’t for the ability to work out, she would probably be in really poor shape.

Shoving her fork into a piece of meat that was probably old and imitation, Callahan munched on it thoughtfully as several individuals were quick to answer the Director, though she just rolled her eyes. Over her time, she made a few friends with the staff and wondered if she could get information from them about what other things were going on and perhaps a way to get free for once. Finishing the slop on her plate, the seventeen-year-old climbed to her feet and grabbed it and her utensils before wondering where to take them. Was she supposed to keep them there? She for the life of her couldn’t remember what they normally did and that bothered her immensely. Paying no attention to anyone commenting towards her, Alyssa stepped towards a fair-haired staff member to converse with him. However, before she was able to reach the man, her left slender arm was grabbed by a butt-ugly, buck-toothed, whore-looking black haired woman.

“I don’t want any trouble, but I suggest you let go of me.”

“What ya gon’a do ‘bout it, skel’ton?”

Arching a brow, Alyssa stared the deranged woman down before shifting her attention back towards the staff, knowing at any minute she or the other woman could possibly be zapped. They were watching the two closely. It was obvious that if the crack-head attacked her first, she could easily dispatch the moron. Shifting her feet slightly so that they were shoulder width, Alyssa once again looked at the older woman, who others called Bertha.

“Unless you want to nurse a broken arm, you’ll remove your grimy fingers off my arm.”

Bertha let out a god-awful laugh that sounded like a donkey braying and dug her meaty digits harder into the orphan’s arm. Without wasting another breath, Alyssa grabbed a hold of piggy’s hand and as she removed it from her arm, squeezed together the fingers, grinding the bones as painfully as possible. Snapping around with her left leg, the fighter connected it against Big B’s side. Still holding onto bucky’s right hand the lithe female grabbed a nearby plate and slammed it against the woman’s face. Backing off, Callahan dropped the shattered pieces of the plate to the floor seconds before she felt a slam of electricity rampaging through her body. Gritting her teeth and dropping down to one knee, having almost managed to ignore the pain, Alyssa was extremely glad she hadn’t eaten a ton. Bertha previously known as Bartholomew cried like baby as she flopped around thanks to being zapped. Since the events happened in a blink of the eye, she managed to do quite a bit of damage before being shocked.

“I warned you to let go of me and now you know I wasn’t bluffing.”

Sliding back to her feet, she spit at Bertha’s feet as they pulled her away to get her looked at just in case the plate did any damage to her already disfigured face. Alyssa was also grabbed and moved back to her room. Before she could say a word, she was tossed inside with promises of her punishment to come. Snorting, the redhead sat down on her bed and crossed both legs beneath her, starting to mediate. This wasn’t the first time she had gotten into a fight with Bertha and despite her normally compassionate and innocent-like personality, the fat cow seemed to like to mess with her. Or perhaps it was because of that very thing. Either way, Alyssa was done letting the broad shove her around.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Vallen Slava Character Portrait: Tetri Plume Character Portrait: Tetri Plume. Character Portrait: Casper V. Character Portrait: Jay S. King Character Portrait: Ruby Eclipse Character Portrait: Alyssa Callahan

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#, as written by Akita
"She danced! And she's dancing! She danced again! And again, she will dance!" Shouted a shrill voice as a thin, pale-skinned, red-headed woman was led through the foyer of the dining hall. A stout man, ranging about the height of 5'7", held tightly onto the woman's arm, dragging her along as she pranced about, hopping through the hallways of the institution. It had been a while since she was sedated, and she was exhilarated to finally feel free once more from the drowsy feeling she got from the sedatives.

The man, who usually went by the name of Shenz, pulled her along more, and led her to a seat at the long table, where he assisted her with getting positioned properly in a chair. For a precautionary measure, he ensured that the woman was secured, wrapping a leather harness around her and strapping it to the back of the chair so that she was unable to leave the dining area until the entire group was dismissed.

"Ohhh, this is my favorite!" A common saying floated into the air as she stared down at whatever was sitting on her plate this time around. It was meal time, and it was the best time of the day - at least, that's what Tetri Plume thought. She couldn't be happier to get out of the padded room she had been recently relocated to, and she was even more ecstatic to see the faces of other patients.

Quick to dig in to the plainly oriented meal, she picked up an eating utensil and began to hastily consume all the pieces on her plate.

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After a while of sitting at the table and observing her surroundings, watching all of the other patients consume their own meals, it was time to get back to their rooms. They were dismissed according to ID number, and she was one of the last to be dismissed.

Tetri let out a small huff as she was release from the chair, she was led back down the hall to another room that wasn't quite what she remembered from her short time here. It certainly wasn't her new padded room, it wasn't anything even remotely familiar to the first cell she'd been brought to, and it sure as hell couldn't have been the therapist's office. Where was she, anyways?

Confusion engulfed her mind, and she instantly panicked. Her eyes shot open, widening at the atmosphere of the room and all of the foreign utensils sitting around a lone chair on metal shelves. The room was entirely white and mostly bare. The only thing aesthetically pleasing about the room was a large one-way mirror that was accented by a dull blue frame. A rush of fear bolted through her, and she backed away from the door, but was quickly caught by her escort.

"No! I won't let ya do this! Roger, I'm sorry! I never meant'ta hurt it! Sorry, sorry!" She screamed, her shrill voice echoing down the hallways of the institution.

A guard came around the corner to assist with pushing her into the room, but she Tetri fought against them the best she could. She kicked them both repeatedly, and swung her arms, hitting them all around their faces and shoulders.

"Stop it, girl," Shenz demanded, his gruff voice echoing into her eardrum.

"You think you're so smart," Tetri retorted, continuing to fight against them. The other guard finally grabbed a hold of her arms and crossed them behind her back. Still, the frail woman kicked at the two, sending a frenzy of force at Shenz's shin. She turned around and grinned when she felt him release her, but was struck with a sudden curse of dizziness as she she felt a slight pinch on the side of her neck.

With a small grunt, she fell forward into the second guard's arms, her vision slightly blurring at this point as the sedative began to take place. She could feel her body becoming limp, all of her weight succumbing to the drug and she was now motionless. Her foggy vision searched around the room as she was dragged over to the single chair and was hoisted onto it and then strapped into place.

Shenz recovered quickly from the kick and limped his way on over to the chair where he injected Tetri with another strong dose of the sedative, causing her to fall into an obscure abyss of oblivion. As she lay there, unconscious, she was equipped with a specific headgear that allowed her brain frequencies to be monitored, as well as dream patterns. She was also injected with another serum that initiated dream sequences to take place in her mind so that the research done on her could report a superlative wisp of information that would ultimately unleash her powers of mind control.

Her powers had only been witnessed twice, but never once by her own self. Tetri's powers were unknown to her, and when she was coaxed into this institution by a series of predatory doctors, she was told she would be able to channel this energy into something formidable, yet practical. What she didn't know, was that these people were using her for their experiments and that she would become a tool to them.

And although she was powerful, she was insane and ignorant. But it didn't stop her from dreaming. No one could stop her from dreaming...

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Vallen Slava Character Portrait: Tetri Plume Character Portrait: Tetri Plume. Character Portrait: Casper V. Character Portrait: Jay S. King Character Portrait: Ruby Eclipse Character Portrait: Alyssa Callahan

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#, as written by Knosis
"Again." The doctor demanded of the girl.

The silver haired girl didn't even move. The target at the end of the range just suddenly had another hole about the size of a quarter in the middle of it. Her dead looking eyes kept to the floor, waiting for the order to repeat the test again. The probes and wires attached to her head made her look like a puppet on strings and the graphs were constantly monitoring her brain waves.

"Again."

Once again, a second after the order was given, a hole appeared. The order was repeated, the result was the same. Over and over this test was done, and she never grew tired of it, nor did she seem to care that it was essentially wasting her life punching holes in a piece of paper at the end of the 100 meter range. But she never missed.

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Dinner was served as it always was, and the girl sat in silence around the other 'patients' here. She spoke to no one, barely touched her plate. She was overly thin, and most could see the outline of her bones. She cared not of the people around her, of the food sitting in front of her, the constant runs of tests.

So when she finally looked up from her plate to the slurping boy down the way, it was odd she did reacted at all.

The spoon rose up out of the boy's hand and hovered in the air for a moment, perplexing the boy. Ruby tilted her head slightly and the spoon's thin end was stabbed into the boy's shoulder. Her handlers immediately were on her with the sedatives, poking the needle into her neck. But even before she fell into the hazy state, everyone could see in her eyes she did not care.

She didn't have a purpose of injuring the boy. She had no ill will towards him. She hadn't even cared that he was slurping his food.

She just did not care at all.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Vallen Slava Character Portrait: Tetri Plume Character Portrait: Tetri Plume. Character Portrait: Casper V. Character Portrait: Jay S. King Character Portrait: Ruby Eclipse Character Portrait: Alyssa Callahan

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#, as written by Nevan
When he felt the floor move under him, Vallen woke from his slumber and mumbled something incoherent. He tried to raise his hand to wipe some drool from the side of his mouth, but discovered that his arms were bound behind his back and he could not move. Confined to a strait jacket and placed in a wheelchair for the purposes of getting him to his destination, a team of six handlers escorted him through the hallways of the furnished interior of the institution, the wheels of his chair rolling over the varnished wooden floors and occasional rug. His eyes tried to focus on the painted portraits lining the walls, but he found himself too disconnected to do anything but glance at them in passing.

Eventually, he heard the sounds of chatter grow in volume - and the distinctive clatter of knives and forks against plates through an open doorway. Eventually, the wheelchair was brought to a stop just outside and one of the Doctors stepped inside the dining room to address the Director.

"Director, we have him," he spoke with a nod.

"Good! Bring him in, let him meet his new family for a moment before his processing!" The Director replied with a cheerful clap of his hands.

The wheelchair was suddenly wheeled into the room, where Vallen suddenly felt quite a few pairs of eyes focused on him. He didn't bother to move, or speak, he just raised his chin and peered at them for a moment. Four of the five men stood around him were armed with sub-machine guns and the fifth held a metal briefcase containing syringes of 'medicine'.

"This, as you will come to know him in the future days and weeks, is Subject 52; or Vallen, if you prefer," the Doctor spoke with a slight smirk. "Quite infamous in our community, since for the past several years he was an escapee. A fugitive. But now he's back under the watchful, caring eye of the staff here at the Scientific Institute of Higher Learning and serves as a reminder why we must remain here at the institute not only for our safety, but the safety of the public. Is he docile, Doctor?"

"He is. We've pumped him with quite a few milligrams of relaxant, plus we've installed a shock-collar as a precaution. He won't be doing any harm here," the Doctor replied.

"Good," the Director grinned. "But I want two armed men and a doctor never more than ten metres away from him at all times. Understood? Anyway, get him out of here. Don't worry, friends, we'll be able to meet him properly at this evening's Free Time in the common room. Let's get back to eating, shall we?"

The dinner continued as normal, and eventually would end - each respective subject being taken back to their rooms for a few hours of rest and recuperation.

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Roughly three hours later, as the fake, simulated windows showed the sun dipping into the horizon, the common room was opened for the subjects. It was a huge, sprawling library with comfortable seats, several recreational tables and, of course - thousands of books. Under the watchful eye of staff, the subjects at the Institution would be allowed in for exactly two hours of recreational activity and socialization.

Vallen was already there, before even the first. The three men assigned to him stood well back, and the young man himself seemed to be strolling the bookshelves with care, trying to find what looked like it could be an interesting read. He wore a padded, full-bodied suit - similar to the strait jacket of earlier, but his arms were no longer locked together and he had free reign of movement. The collar rose high, clearly hiding something around his neck, though he didn't seem too discomforted by it.

"When are the others arriving?" Vallen asked, out of casual curiosity.

"They're due any minute," the Doctor replied, not seeming to care for the conversation.

"So why am I already here, exactly?" He asked, as he slid a book from one of the shelves and opened it straight to the middle.

"Gee," the Doctor replied, sarcasm in his voice, "I can't imagine why the Director wanted to keep you away from a crowded hallway."

"Fine. I was just asking."

Suddenly the door opened and subjects began to enter, free to spend their time in any of the available ways.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Vallen Slava Character Portrait: Tetri Plume Character Portrait: Tetri Plume. Character Portrait: Casper V. Character Portrait: Jay S. King Character Portrait: Ruby Eclipse Character Portrait: Alyssa Callahan

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At first, it was just screaming and spasming.

Then, electricity started coming out of every machine in the room, and towards Casper. It was like it was being drawn to him. It engulfed him, keeping him healed and reduced the spasming till he found himself gasping for air, then the energy disapating. One of the scientists looked at the other. "Did it work?"

"Neural Activity has increased, sharply. Thing is, the readings are...not what we expected. It might be what we wanted though. You better go in and check on his collar. The Director wanted to know if it ever got drained of power".

"Why me?"

"Because I am in charge".

And what if he...absorbs my energy? Kills me? Something horrible? Listen, that kid has been so far unable to drain energy from his collar. I think we are safe".

"Fine, but its your ass on the line" he said.

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Casper had been feeling sick for the past few hours, but he managed to keep it under control in the common room. He could feel the energy he drained. Clearly, they didn't realize how much he had drained, or they would make him dissipate the energy first. Instead, Casper was walking around with more power then they kn ew. He could use that eventually. But for now, he started to act casual.

Of course, acting casual was tougher for him today. Today, he felt sick still, like he was going to keel over. This ended up with him finding some corner of the library, looking through books. Whatever they had done to him, it felt like he was...unstable. Which might be a bad thing, considering he could use his energy to fire explosive blasts from his hands. Feeling unstable could be potentially disastrous.

He looked toward the new person, and suddenly an image glimpsed him, of a star. It was so random Casper didn't know what to make of it, but he bet this had something to do with whatever drug they put through his system. Ironicly, that same drug was canclling out the effects of whatever they tried to dope him with. His brain felt a bit...faster, actually.

He then looked over at the new guy again. He still didn't know his name, and he was curious. He looked fully aware, but not panicked. At all. This interested Casper greatly. So he positioned himself a little closer to the man, so he could overhear anything said. He had enough energy that he could spare a little bit enhancing his perceptive skills for a little bit, as the drain wasn't that taxing.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Vallen Slava Character Portrait: Tetri Plume Character Portrait: Tetri Plume. Character Portrait: Casper V. Character Portrait: Jay S. King Character Portrait: Ruby Eclipse Character Portrait: Alyssa Callahan

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#, as written by Faithy
It wasn’t long before Alyssa was gathered out of her room and directed towards one of the laboratory rooms. She said nary a word and ignored their questioning because it had grown tiresome after the fifteenth time. In fact, she did the same thing she had done every other time they brought her into the same room. She crossed both legs and started to mediate, exactly what she had done in her own cell. Naturally that pissed off the staff and she was jerked out of her reflection by a backhand across the face. Sliding her tongue out to poke at her now busted lip, Alyssa narrowed her crimson eyes towards the assailant who immediately backed away from her.

“Summon them, girl.” One of the staff, the one that hadn’t hit her commanded.

Alyssa rolled her eyes and glanced up towards the ceiling, flopping back onto the bed she had been sitting upon. Her long legs stretched out and she moved both arms behind her head, using them to prop it up so that she could stare at both of the staff members. She smirked and glanced away, her tongue poking once again at her split lip. She was starting to feel a little stubborn and although she was generally compassionate and seemed extremely innocent, today’s encounter with Bertha had pissed her off and made her not want to do a thing.

“No.” She glanced back at the doctors, making it obvious that she wasn’t going to cooperate.

“Do it!” The same individual growled and grabbed a towel and a bucket of water. Before she had a chance to react, two armed men had stepped forward and strapped her down onto the bed. Snarling as the towel was placed over her face, Alyssa tensed her body up, refusing to perform for them just because they were trying to make her. So, when they dumped the water over her face, she clenched her fists and fight to get free, but did not use any of her abilities, which just pissed the staff off even more. It wasn’t long before they were pouring bucket after bucket across her face until she completely passed out after nearly drowning.

“Take her to the common room.” The one who was in charge of the others spoke cruelly after removing the towel and drying her face off, leaving her hair soaking wet.

“Sir, she’s unconscious.” Another one spoke, albeit hesitantly.

“And? Do as I say.” The first male walked out while the other one put her in a wheelchair and did as he was instructed. Leaving her unconscious in the wheelchair, he simply shrugged and left her in the room with the other subjects and staff in the room.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Vallen Slava Character Portrait: Tetri Plume Character Portrait: Casper V. Character Portrait: Jay S. King Character Portrait: Ruby Eclipse Character Portrait: Alyssa Callahan

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#, as written by Akita
"You're so big now," her husband soothed, wrapping his arms around her small pregnant frame. He smiled at her and placed a peck on her cheek, then one on her neck. His hands slipped down her body and landed on her belly, circling it smoothly and calmly. Tetri's smile grew wide and she turned to look at her beloved Roger. She reached her hands up and cupped them over his cheeks, bringing his face close to hers, and then giving him a light kiss on the lips. "This is our baby," she cooed, her bright eyes lighting up with the mention of the child.

They stared at each other for a while, and admiring the look in each others' eyes, the gleam that shone from both of them, connecting to the other and dancing in a swirling gaze of happiness. Tetri drew in a deep breath and patted one of Roger's cheeks before lowering her hands and waddling away towards their small kitchen. "Stew again tonight?" She asked, turning around to him while he took a seat on the couch.

"Yes'm," he replied. Tetri nodded and began to dig the pots of ingredients out of the fridge for mixing the stew, and then halted her actions when a sharp pain shot through her abdomen. "Ack!" she cried, holding her bulging stomach, and threw her side against the wall, slipping down to the floor against it.

"Tetri?" She looked up, a frazzling amount of pain plastered on her face as she responded to her husband calling her name. Shock filled her system entirely when her eyes traveled down the length of his body, to the floor, and then down to herself where she saw herself sitting in a small puddle of blood that only seemed to be growing. Her eyes were wide, and she remained speechless. "Roger....." she huffed out, and threw her head against the wall, unsure of what was actually happening.


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"Mmff.." Tetri groaned as her eyes fluttered open. She let out a small, tired sigh and picked her head up from the table it was resting on, and slid her hands off of it to place them in her lap. She drew in a deep breath and exhaled carefully, confusingly glancing around at the open common area of other patients. She cocked an eyebrow at the mass of people here now, taking note that this was most definitely not where she had been recently.

She turned her tired eyes to face her escort, Shenz, who was sitting across from her at the table, toying with a thin rope that seemed to lead back to her wrist. "What?" She forced out, her high voice sending a shrill ring through Shenz's ear. "What?" he repeated back to her, confusion now overcoming him as he realized she was finally awake.

"What?" She asked again, and then pointed out at the many patients occupying the area.

"You're in the common room, go read a book or something." Shenz suggested and went back to toying with the thin rope.

"What happened to Roger?" She asked, her voice becoming shaky as fear began to set in.

"Who? Look, just go fuck around until your time is up, okay?" Shenz wanted no part of Tetri's delirious confusion. He was still pretty pissed at her for kicking him earlier in the experimentation room and he wasn't just going to let that slide due to her off-set mind.

"That girl.... She's sleeping..." Tetri commented, staring down the way at a woman who was resting in a wheelchair. "I think she forgot her towel." Tetri shrugged and stood up from the table, balancing herself to make sure she was okay to walk around for a little bit. She still felt somewhat dizzy from the procedure.

"Hey!" She shouted across the room, hoping the girl would hear her. She chewed on the inside of her cheeks and turned to Shenz who had release the thin rope to let it dangle down on the floor from Tetri's wrist.. "Just go..." Shenz waved her off and turned around to face the other direction, observing the other patients in the room.

Tetri nodded and drew in a deep breath and made her way on over to the woman sitting in a wheel chair, her hair dripping tiny puddles onto the slick floor. "YOU FORGOT YOUR TOWEL," Tetri screamed into the woman's ear and hiked her skirt up to rip a piece of it off and placing it over the woman's lap. "There."

Proud of herself, the frail woman gave a wide smile and looked around, her attention settling on two men sitting in another area that was closer to the library portion of the common room. A disgusted look quickly replaced her smile and she scoffed at them, noticeably. "They killed my husband, you know," she tried explaining to the wet-haired woman she stood next to. "They did, and I see'd them do, it, I catch'd 'em and I think they're gon' keel me, but I tell ya, my Roger, he is goin'ta whip'um. Say, that fool is somewhere hangin'..."

Her fidgety fingers made their way towards a close by dull pencil and she picked it up, placed in her pocket, and patted it against her leg. "Can't fool me, Roger, you jus' stay safe in this pocket'ere." Tetri then turned back to the wet-haired sleeping woman and shook her head, unsure of what to think of this strange person who would just wet their hair and forget a towel. What was she even thinking? Surely, she wanted to catch a cold, otherwise she wouldn't have forgotten a towel! But Tetri was ultimately glad that she was able to assist the woman with something that would help dry her hair. Hell, maybe the woman would even keep the piece of the skirt so that she'd never run out of a towel again.

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Character Portrait: Vallen Slava Character Portrait: Tetri Plume Character Portrait: Casper V. Character Portrait: Jay S. King Character Portrait: Ruby Eclipse Character Portrait: Alyssa Callahan

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The girl woke up in the common room, and did not seem disturbed by this change of location. It happened. Slowly pushing herself off the table and wiping her silver hair from her eyes, she gazed around the room to see all the familiar faces. The boy she had hurt was no where to be seen. No doubt they were attempting to surgically remove the bent metal from his shoulder.

But her eyes did lock on the new face, as if a beacon and lights had lit the way. It had been a while since the last new face had been added. She tilted her head and stood, moving over towards Vallen.

Her bored red eyes bore into him, as if she was trying to figure out every detail of his face. The last time she had done this, the girl had half her hair pulled out.

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Screaming was one thing that Alyssa absolutely despised, yet deep in her unconscious state, she could hear a female shouting. Her eyes were slowly slipping open by the time the shouter had reached her location and as the woman screamed into her ear, the redhead hissed and recoiled back against the wheelchair, trying to figure out where she was and who had been yelling at her. Glancing up at the stranger, Alyssa shook her head before gazing down at the strip of dress that was now in her lap. The last thing she remembered was having water dumped over her head, so she must’ve passed out at one point or another. Coughing up some water that had remained where it wasn’t supposed to be, she leaned off to the side with a groan.

“…Hi? I’m Alyssa… Alyssa Callahan…” She used the strip of the dress to dry off her long crimson locks before releasing a deep sigh and slipping out of the wheelchair. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Bertha and shot the pig-woman a look before returning her attention towards the woman that seemed a bit off about things. Taking a moment to peer around at the others in the room, she realized there was at least one new person she didn’t remember seeing, but since she primarily kept to herself, she really didn’t know anyone.

“I’m going to get out of here… I’ve had enough.” She muttered softly under her breath, her eyes glaring over at the staff.

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Vallen wasn't really sure what was going on, or why they took the risk of putting all of these clearly powerful individuals together in a room where they could easily cause more trouble than they were worth. Unless, unbeknownst to him, the Director who greeted him during the dinner earlier actually did see worth in the possibility of something 'kicking off'.

As he thought about that first meeting, his stomach growled, reminding him of how hungry he was and how he wouldn't get to eat until the next morning, which at the very least was ten hours away. He didn't really trust the clocks in the library to work, but they were digital so he supposed if they were wrong it was definitely due to manipulation rather than the mechanisms falling behind.

He glanced around him, not sure what the heck he was supposed to do next. People were screaming, chatting, reading, playing ping-pong and he noticed at least two were watching him far more closely than he'd like. His plan was going about as expected as it had during his nightmares in the lead-up to the commencement of the operation, but now he was here he had absolutely no choice other than to deal with it through wits and improvisation. The first and most obvious step was escaping the security grid they no doubt had placed around the room in order to keep everyone under control, but how?

To start with, chaos. And so Vallen took two books form the nearest shelf, the heaviest pieces of hardback literature he could find and, one in each hand, threw them at the first two people he saw.

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Casper quickly realized this new guy wasn't drugged, not yet anyways. He was sure of it now. And he might have knowledge of where they are. But if Casper just went up and asked him, it might look suspicious. So he had to improvise and hope for the best. He searched the library, pretending to stumble and "accidentally" grabbing a specific book: The Odyssey.

He heard a commotion that sounded like book throwing. He went to its origin, and the man was there, starting a ruckus. Casper had to act fast. He kept his body moving as if he was dizzy. "Hey, you have a silly face. And your new. You not like those books? Neither did I. This is my favorite book".

He talked quickly and with varying tones, making himself sound drugged. Someone was yelling off in the distance about someone named Rodger, but he kept focused. Casper showed the new guy the book he was carrying. The Odyssey, a story about a great journey. "It's got Dragons, and escapes, and more dragons. The dragons want to escape, but the mean sky people won't let them. Then this hero comes, and leads the dragons to freedom".

Casper knew the book had no dragons. He hoped the man realized however Casper wasn't crazy, but in fact speaking in code. He was hoping his suspicion was right that he threw those books as a distraction. Casper didn't know enough to escape on his own, but this man might know things. Still, he kept up the ruse, to avoid suspicion. "These men, they treat me bad. But I am very special, my mommy told me this. Like, I can drain energy from things. Anything and anywhere. She is really nice, talks to me sometimes, Sillyface. Sometimes she says 'Today is the day you leave on an adventure'. She also tells me to help people. Do you need help? What can I do?". This last part, he said softer, and in a much more normal tone, but you would have to be close to actually hear a difference. "When should I help?"

Casper really hoped he was right. If not, this was all for nothing and might even get him caught. Again.

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Still mildly convinced that the wet-haired woman was of the forgetful bunch, Tetri figured she couldn't be all that harmless, so she decided perhaps she'd stick around her. Besides, maybe she'd make a new friend in the process and ask the woman to help search for her long lost husband. As Alyssa introduced herself, Tetri nodded along slowly to her words and observed her groggy behavior, wondering exactly what had happened to her before she was brought to the common room. Tetri bit at her bottom lip some, counting the mixed thoughts that swirled around in her fried brain. She couldn't come up with a reason, but remained content about it and turned her attention elsewhere.

She glanced around the common room, taking note of another unfamiliar face that had just risen from a knocked out state. Admiring the silver locks of the new face, Tetri tilted her head and observed her as well. She was kind of pretty. "Mmmmnnnnn...." Tetri hummed along with her disinterest in the girl, and then shifted her eyes towards the direction the woman was now looking. Curious as to whom she was staring at, Tetri laid her misty eyes upon the two fellows who now seemed to be working up some sort of conspiracy in the common room.

Between those two acting seemingly shift, the silver haired girl on the other side of the room watching them, and Alyssa's faint comments about getting out of this place, Tetri didn't exactly know what to think. Her mind was spinning. What was going on here, and why were these people all exchanging glances?! This was madness. It didn't take long for her to realize that the dark haired man looking through the book case was up to something. Tetri narrowed her eyes and chewed on her bottom lip, peeling off a small piece of skin in the process. Her eyes then quickly shot open, following a book that was now flying through the air at a vast rate. Slightly taken aback by this action, Tetri darted her attention to the second man who was spouting off about dragons and mean sky people. "YOU MEAN ROGER?" Tetri shouted to the man, attempting to gain his attention so that she could not only find out what was going on, but to also ask for extra assistance in locating her deceased groom.

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Alyssa just blinked at the chaos around her, unsure what was going on. For the moment, she decided to just stay out of it, though, the urge to cause some shenanigans of her own was pretty high, especially since after the bastards had done to her earlier. Crossing both arms against her chest, she watched the two books flying and arched a brow when one of the other males started talking about dragons, sky people, and adventures. She draped the skirt piece over her shoulder and couldn’t help but smirk. It didn’t take much to read between the lines of what the dark haired male wanted to do and something told her the book throwing individual was thinking along the same line.

Shifting her gaze back over towards the woman that seemed to enjoy screaming, Alyssa really hoped she was finished shouting, because it was beginning to give her a headache. Well, more than the one she currently had at the moment, which was getting pretty bad. Squeezing the bridge of her nose, she took note of another female, one with silver hair and wondered just how many people were in the room that she didn’t recognize. Maybe she should take the time to get to know them better. Then again, if she was planning on leaving, then that was sort of a moot point. Sighing, Alyssa cringed when the lady next to her shouted something about Roger, the volume enough to cause her to move away.

“Do you want to walk over and talk to those guys? I can go with you so you don’t have to go… that way you don’t have to keep screaming. You’re hurting my head…” Alyssa asked gently, not wanting to offend the woman.

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Character Portrait: Vallen Slava Character Portrait: Tetri Plume Character Portrait: Casper V. Character Portrait: Jay S. King Character Portrait: Ruby Eclipse Character Portrait: Alyssa Callahan

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(Sorry it took me almost a month to post. Personal issues, motivational issues, mood issues, time issues and all the issues came up. I'll start posting again but my next one after this won't be 'til friday at the least. Might be sooner, but don't hold your hopes up for that.

EDIT: Don't reply here. I wanna move the scene to another random location in space in order to avoid having to make these guys retag all their shit every time they need to post.)

Vallen took another book as the boy rambled on about dragons and adventures; listening but not reacting as he span and hurled the hardback issue of Relative Motion, Speed and Velocity with a mean overarm swing right at one of the two guards who were stood several meters back and looking over the room. The book didn't miss, and almost knocked the guard over when it hit him in the side of the head.

In response, the magnetic plates within the sleeves of his jacket activated, slamming his wrists together and stopping him from causing any more trouble as the second guard pulled a small handgun with military precision and fired a taser wire into his chest. Vallen crumpled to the ground under the shock of the electricity, as the other guard recovered and quickly leapt over to the downed psychic to kick him in the side.

He wasn't sure how well it would work, but he imagined the others in the room wouldn't take too kindly to one of their own being beaten on by the 'establishment'. Hopefully they would seize the opportunity, just like he wanted.

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][OOC: Continued from: roleplay/the-multiverse/places/orion-spur?start=75#activity Nevan said this was where he wanted to move it.][

Alyssa watched as a book was hurled right at the guards. Blinking, she realized that it was being done on purpose. Was this guy staging a revolt in an attempt to escape? Watching one of the guards get knocked in the side of the head, she snickered softly, but that sound quickly turned into a low growl – well, as well as a human could make that sound when the male’s plates were activated before he was zapped with a taser. She flinched a little, remembering how badly those things hurt, but she didn’t take her eyes off the action. When the second guard, the one that had been booked moved over to kick the boy in the side, she made another growling sound and turned around to grab the wheelchair that she once was sitting in.

Without warning, she hurled it at the guard doing the kicking, intending on it hitting its mark, which it did. The moment the object left her hands, she was sprinting across the room and picked up another chair, leaping off a table towards the guard that had tazed the unknown male. Why she was coming to his aid wasn’t clear to the redhead, especially since she didn’t know him. Perhaps it was due to the fact that he was one of their own and the guards were once again abusing their power. Whatever the reason, she swung the chair down towards the second guard from above him thanks to the extra height that was gained from the leap off the table,

“Stop abusing us, you fucks!” She shouted, knowing that any minute her plates would be activated and she would be tazed as well. Before that happened, she planned on doing as much damage as possible.

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Casper could see that there was more to this then meets the eye. And this might be the once chance they would have, so he needed to make sure that this didn't fail. And the guards had unwittingly given him the means to supercharge. They thought he was drugged after all.

He grabbed the taser wires, and intercepted the circuit. Instead of the electricity going into Vallen, it went into Casper. Converting it into pure energy that he stored inside him. Absorbing it into him. By the time the guard realized it, it was too late. Casper's magnetic braclets tried to activate, but his powers were in full effect now. The energy in them drained empty, making them completely useless. One of the guards started to report in, only his radio's power drained too. Draining energy wirelessly had a toll of its own, but it would help.

"Shit! Subject is out of control! Powers are active!" he yelled, as Casper's magnetic braclets fell off. Casper quickly put his hand on him, and he seemed to be in pain for a moment before passing out. Then, his collar fell off next, opening after having been drained of power. Casper focused, and he could see the powerflow in the walls and floors and ceilings. All the braclets and power using weapons and everything else. The people who worked this place, they did everything they could to keep him drugged or make sure he didn't drain any power at all without their say so. Now, he was free, clear headed, and charged.

The next thing he did was putting his hands on Vallen's collar and plates, draining them dry until they were useless and removable. He looked at the others, and let loose an energy pulse that would disable their collars and other safety measures. He did not have the time to go to each one and free them, especially the ones that were already or driven psychotic. Then he looked at the door. He was actually smiling, he had not felt this good in a long time, and not been this charged. Was it affecting him slightly? Probably.

He blasted the door open with pure energy, because he had plenty to spare now. He should probably ration the rest of his energy in case he did not have another chance to recharge again, but judging on all the power he could see, he had a good feeling recharging might not be an issue. Getting shot probably was though. "So, new guy, I assume you have a plan, right? Because honestly, I might be supercharged right now, but I have no fucking clue how to escape this".