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White and More White

Somewhere Cold and Snowy

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a part of White and More White, by Mint07.

You pass white... More white... Some more white... Oh! Look! A random gray cube-like building! It's Facility 15.

Mint07 holds sovereignty over Somewhere Cold and Snowy, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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Contains over 100 cells, ranging from A-J. Usually, cells hold around 2-4, but lately they've been holding 8-10. The only "furniture" is a bucket for your business.
The cells for solitary confinement usually hold only on iron chair with person strapped, but lately contain 3-4.
The eating area has the only window, which was tiny, barred, and without glass. You can imagine that the room is very cold. The food is weeks past the expiration date.
The lab is far cleaner, with better food, since they wouldn't want the ones making their soldiers to get food poisoning.
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Somewhere Cold and Snowy

You pass white... More white... Some more white... Oh! Look! A random gray cube-like building! It's Facility 15.

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Somewhere Cold and Snowy is a part of White and More White.

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John Miller [2] Prototype
Trevor Pratt [2] Hard working and out going character who hides his rage and thirst of vengeance behind his smile and carefree attitude.
Nimyo Raine Abott [0] Neither kind, nor mean. She just doesn't care much of the time. She distances herself from others unintentionally.

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"Rock, Paper, Scissors!" Trevor 0 exclaimed.
"Rock, Paper, Scissors!" Trevor 2 exclaimed.
"Rock, Paper, Scissors!" Trevor 3 exclaimed.

Three voices repeated in unison. There was not much to do in J Cell today. Just like yesterday and the many, many days before. So Trevor did what he could to entertain himself. After the doctors had taken away one of his "buds" he created two more and started playing ...

"Rock, Paper, Scissors!" T0 repeated as he got louder.
"Rock, Paper, Scissors!" T2 repeated as he got louder.
"Rock, Paper, Scissors!" T3 repeated as he got louder.

Trevor usually started his day off by this little mental excercise. It was just tricky trying to outsmart himself and himself. The stalemates go rather long. It is actually hard lose too, because whenever He wants to op out, the others usually get to the same conclusion. Trevor usually got louder so that he wouldn't be able to hear any possible screams as one of his "buds" were experimented on. He looked at his clones as they looked at him, and they were pissed at the fact the scientists were grateful enough to give Trevor enough clothes for his clones. But that only meant they were going to come back and grab the other ones later.

Trevor continued thinking of someway to get out considered to do his exercising early before "breakfast" was delivered.

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#, as written by dethlok
::he would make his way to from daily visit with the doctor to see if his body would reject the new implants.His body would throb with pain as he was slowly getting use to the nerves being splice into knew plugs for his exo suit.Even that he complied ,and volunteer for this the guards still kept his shock collar on him which if would not normal kill someone..for someone that has metal and a semi life support into his body,it could be very much fatal for him::...::his red eye would flash under his helm as the guards brought him back to the common.he did enjoy his new abilitys but he was more glad with that he was able to walk still::take something out and put something in......cut cut cut right fella's?::he would say in a dry tone that could dry the deepest sea::...see you later..

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Trevor 3 & 4 were sparring as Trevor 1 observed. He did this normally to see if anything could be improved on. He had tried to escape several times but was overwhelmed by the number and skills of the guards. Of course the punishment that followed made he stop for some time before he could build up enough anger to give it another shot. He noticed the guards treatment was varying between two ways of treating him.

The first would simply avoid going in there with him due to they were losing confidence in the rate of his combat adaptation. The other school of thought and treatment was to beat him black and blue to instill fear into him. This second group were proud military professionals and obvious sadists.

Though Trevor became more cautious his fear was always quickly replaced by rage. He didn't lash out though. He let it smolder quietly like a dormant volcano. If he became too unruly they would simply confine him or worse.

He glanced around to check the expressions of those around him. It would do him no good if he didn't have more support, but he needed people with enough spirit to actually give it a shot.

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#, as written by dethlok
::he would walk with new limbs and his new exo skeleton that would be a perminate fused part his body::....::he would remain silent as he would only hear the metal of his feet hit the ground.He could not really help the idea that his body seemed a bit heavy at 1st,awkward and clumsy ,the lack of non feeling left him a bit empty on the inside::....::then the shock collar around his neck.The bane of his life right now,knowing that if he even tryed to escape it could if not most likely kill him.::....::he would come to hear the sound of sparing as he would round the corner to see Trevor or Trevors::...a little chaotic...::his voice came out a little cold and electronic,as his helm would fold out and cover his head and lock into place.this was more of a defense reaction than for a fight as his combat system would scan all the clones in the room::.....interesting...::even if he did not have his weapons he could still easly defend his self with his new skin and cybernetic limbs that work in tandum togetheir but he really did not want to fight today.For one reason his body still was killing him with pain and another.the guards would be on them in no time::..my name is John..::offers his robotic hand to who ever the real Trevor is::..John Miller